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Last Resort, Pokémon Multi-TF

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(Author's Note: In this Story, Earth has become corrupt with power, fear, greed, and Hatred beyond all hope. So the Pokémon World (the PMD world) has taken action. A small group of people and Pokémon are gradually transferring the still good humans from 'Earth' to a special 'in between' world. The Humans are then converted into Pokémon, and given better Lives in the Pokémon World.)

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A tall man was standing at the edge of a cliff, accompanied by a group of strange creatures. "It's time, soon those in the other world that are still good will be free, and happy. They deserve good, happy lives. So we'll rescue them and give them everything they deserve." the man then turned to the creatures. "And as promised, since you helped me create the migration world, you have the honor of choosing the first to migrate, and add to your families. You can proceed when ready, Pokémon"

Each of the creatures smiled.

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The First Pokémon was a Lugia. The majestic Sea Guardian stepped forward towards the cliff. He watched as spherical windows opened around him, showing him numerous humans from the other world.

He looked at each window, searching for the one he could deem perfect to adopt. Then, he caught sight of a human boy, hiding for dear life in a hollow tree. "That poor boy, this sadness... I can no longer allow."

The Lugia's Eyes glowed brightly, as did the window showing the boy. A few seconds went by, before the boy was spat out of the window. The boy landed roughly, near the Lugia.

"Where... am I?" the boy wondered, looking around. Then when he saw the bird Dragon-like creature, he nearly wet himself.

"Hello there human." the Lugia said. But the boy simply backed away from the Pokémon, unaware of the cliff behind. However, Lugia stepped in and stopped the boy.

"Hey, what was that for?" The boy asked, scared of Lugia. But when Lugia showed him the cliffs, his attitude changed. "Whoa... if you hadn't stopped me, I would've taken a nasty fall... Thank you." he said, making the Lugia smile.

"What is your name, little one?" The Lugia asked.

"Oh, my name is Ryan, Nice to meet you." the boy politely replied.

"Same to you, Ryan, I am Lugia, I've brought to this special place, to give you a new life, as my child, Worry not, you'll be happy as my child, I'm Promise." The Lugia then began to focus his power into Ryan.

Ryan could feel the Dragonic energy flow through him. He began to fear for his fate. He looked up anxiously at the Lugia, but the beast gave him a look of reassurance, a soft smile across his face.

"Everything will be ok, trust me." The Lugia said in a gentle voice, watching as white feathers began to grow slowly over his form, His hands expanded, the fingers growing broader and flatter as his arms stretched longer and broader, slowly but surely becoming a powerful pair of wings. His arms rested against the ground for a few short seconds before he himself underwent a minor growth spurt, the clothing he was wearing tearing slightly from a combination of the growth spurt and the thick plumage, sky-blue feathers revealing themselves on his chest.

Ryan looked at his belly, as well as his new wings. He gulped, still a tad bit nervous about what was happening. "I hope this will work out okay in the end." he said.

The white feathers continued to spread over his body. The gently coated his neck, causing it to gradually stretch out just a little, making Ryan's neck resemble the Lugia's, though not as long. The boy then began to feel pressure building in the seat of his pants. Not wanting to end up in more pain, Ryan promptly used his wings to rip apart his pants, allow a semi-long tail to freely grow out, with a pair of blue extensions forming near its tip.

"Don't worry. You're in good hands, after all." The Lugia purred, gently nuzzling the transforming human as his legs began to stretch longer, the muscles in his legs expanding as they moved to his sides, his stomach expanding to fill the space between his draconic haunches. He had forgotten to remove his shoes, the thought only now coming to mind as he tried to kick them off, but they were sticking to his growing feet. They burst open a few moments later, the feet swelling and expanding, the toes merging as they were reduced from five digits to three, the toes large and rounded as all pressure shifted to his tiptoes.

As the Lugia nuzzled him, he felt a feeling and warmth and protection coming from the much larger creature, causing him to wrap a wing around one of his sides. The Lugia purred louder in response as he looked at the human's back, watching five sets of broad blue spines emerging from his back, laying flat against it for a few short seconds before rising again.

Leon was calm and trusting of the Lugia once again at this point. In fact, he was starting crying tears of gratitude towards his soon-to-be father. But these tears weren't normal; they were more like sort goo spilling from his eyes. The Lugia gently used this goo to form the 'eye masks' on Ryan's face. As he formed the spikes around his eyes, his head began to reform, his hair falling away as his head grew pointed, a large crest of sorts rising behind him as his eyes were forced to the sides, his jaws stretching forwards into a beak-like muzzle, his teeth growing into sharpened fangs as his nose sank into his upper jaw. To end the changes, his eyes turned a soft shade of green, pupils slitting slightly.

His Transformation was complete; Ryan was now a young Lugia.

Looking over his new Body, Ryan felt happy. He gave his new father a loving hug. "Thank you... Papa." He said with a smile.

Lugia Smiled, Happy that his new child was happy. Then he used psychic to lift Ryan into the air, "Come, andlet’s go home." He said, before taking Ryan to another part of the migration world.

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The next Pokémon to step forward was Raikou. The Almighty Thunder Pokémon approached the cliff, as the windows opened again, showing him all the Good Humans in the other world.

One of the windows the mighty thunder Pokémon looked into featured a young boy, almost a teen, hiding in an alleyway from thugs, his fierce eyes glaring at the older boys approaching with malice.

"Oh no, I sense hidden fear, unacceptable." Raikou hit the window with a bolt of lightning. Glowing bright white, the window soon spat the boy out, putting him in front of Raikou.

With a soft scream of being suddenly yanked away from the thugs, Travis looked around in a panic, before his eyes rested on the thick claws of Raikou's feet, looking up slowly as he nearly screamed again. "Wha! WH-who or what are you?"

"First things first." Raikou said, the Pokémon then gently moved the boy safely away from the nearby cliff, didn't want his soon-to-be cub to risk getting hurt or worse.

With a gasp, Travis looked over his shoulder and Raikou's leg, to see the cliff. His eyes widened when he realized how close he'd been to falling to his death. He looked back at Raikou, shivering but relaxing against Raikou lightly. "You...you saved me...I could have dropped..."

Raikou Smiled, "Now then, let's begin with your name, you do have one correct?" Raikou asked, aware that some humans never get their own name.

Swallowing nervously, Travis moved away from Raikou slightly, to look at him completely- this thing was huge. He rubbed his forehead and tried to get his brain to work again, to at least get his name out. "T-Travis...I’m Travis..." Good, at least his mouth worked.

"A unique name, it is nice to meet you Travis. I am called Raikou. I've brought you to a special world separate from your own, in the hopes of making you my cub." The Pokémon explained.

Travis balked; his mouth dropping open and his eyes widening slightly. "C-cub? Me?" He looked down at himself, then at Raikou. "Your cub..."

The Thunder Pokémon nodded, "it is possible, so, would please agree to be my cub?"

Travis watched Raikou closely, still lightly resting against his foreleg. "...that’s a big decision..." He looked down away from Raikou, his eyes on his feet and Raikou's. He'd been human all his life, how would he suddenly jump into a new level of being...? Would people chase him? Hurt him? His gaze ventured back to Raikou's face, pushing himself up onto his feet, his hands going around to the thunder Pokémon’s face, lightly resting his palms on his fluffy cheeks. He was silent awhile before nodding against him, his eyes closed.
"I agree."

Raikou Smiled, it then began focusing electricity into its paw, before touching it to Travis' hands and feet, transferring the electricity to them.

Travis jerked back when the shock of the electricity hit his feet and hands, recoiling from Raikou as he looked at his hands. "Wh-what was that for?" He rubbed his hands slightly, before a numbing sensation caught his attention. Looking down at his hands, he watched in awe as his fingers began to thicken, his five digits reduced to three, forming hard white claws, clicking them together as he attempted to shift his fingers.

"Shhh... It's okay; it's just part of the process, now for your feet." Raikou said, pointing at Travis' feet.

Travis shivered, looking terrified as he looked down from his hands to his feet, seeing the same happen to his feet as his toes got large enough that two of his toes seemed to squish together, forming three claws from five. He got on his feet, but nearly fell over when his now smaller feet couldn't support his weight distribution. "WH-what happened?!"

"It's just your new paws. To be my cub, you must be turned into a Raikou, like me. Don't be afraid. It’s gonna be okay. Now it's time for your arms and Legs to become your Raikou legs. Just trust me, sit down and relax." Raikou channeled the electricity into Travis' legs and arms.

Travis fell over onto his back as Raikou charged his legs and arms, looking at them as yellow and white fur bristled against his skin, his blonde hair no match for it. When the yellow and white fur reached his shoulders, black markings painted across his legs, turning his head to look at them. "Whoa..."

Raikou helped Travis into a comfy sitting position. "Again, relax, Being a Raikou will be a better life for you, I promise." Raikou assured. "Soon, you'll be a happy little cub, you can trust me." Raikou focused the electricity into the boy's lower body.

Some discomfort followed the electric sensation near Travis' new legs, turning around to look at them then at his back, seeing his body alter as a blue 'bolt' shot out from his back, becoming his new tail as it lightly wagged.

"There we are, your new tail, it's wonderful. You're so much closer to being to being a Raikou. But again, please relax, the conversion will be much more enjoy if just relax." Raikou explained.

Travis looked at Raikou then at his as well as his back legs. Groaning softly, he was forced onto fours, his bone shifting to adjust to Raikou's body structure, looking down at himself. He turned around on his new feet, testing his claws and pawing the ground. "Wow...."

"You’re almost a Raikou." Raikou said, sitting Travis down again, with Travis' body, from the neck down, was that of a Raikou. "You’re almost complete, soon you'll be free of your past sorrow, you'll be so much happier." Raikou, smiling, charged up Travis' head.

Travis felt his vision shake when the charge got his head and face, blinking a few times to clear it, as the yellow and white fur crawled up his face, covering his head as his blonde hair flowed into fur, a hard helmet structure growing over his head, pointing up like ears, white fur covering his lips and puffing up. His teeth sharpened to a lethal level, as his canines continued to elongate, until they were long saber-teeth. His face shifted structure, and from where his nose and lips once were, a blue 'whisker' structure formed. From the base of his head, purple fur forming wisps behind him as they curled at the end. Acting as a cape, Travis opened his eyes and looked at himself, then at the purple cape behind him, turning in a circle once to see it move, his electrified tail wagging lightly.

"So, Travis, How does it feel to be a Raikou cub?" Raikou asked, smiling happily at the cub.

Travis kept turning in circles to watch the purple behind him move so freely, and then set back in place behind him, looking at Raikou with a smile. "It's amazing! I have so much more energy, like I could dash around the planet a few times."

"Whoa, easy there my little cub, first let's get you adjusted to your new body, as well as your new home. Come onto my back." Raikou lowered himself.

Travis looked up at him and smiled, taking a step towards him to just fall on his face, quickly jumping back up and clambering onto his new father's back. "All set!"

Raikou then carried Travis off to their home.

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The next one to step forward was Reshiram. The might Vast White Pokémon approached the cliff, as the windows opened once again, showing him the still good humans left on earth.

What the tear showed was a girl, most likely aged around the early teens, sprinting to outrun several thugs after her. She seemed intent on doing so, knocking some objects into their path to try and slow them down.

The Reshiram watched briefly, before making a decision. "I choose this girl." The tear was soon lit up with light. Moments later, the girl in question was spat out of it, and then it closed shut behind her.

She must have been taken off-guard by it, seeing she was trying to regain her balance from running. Her efforts weren't successful, tripping but smacked into the belly of the Reshiram, saving her from a rather painful fall.

"Hello there human girl." The Reshiram politely greeted.

"Ugh...what happened?" she questioned, slowly standing up and held her head. "First I was running, then some...hole...opened up and..." she trailed off, slowly looking up after seeing the wall of white in front of her. Her questioning look was quickly replaced by fear after seeing the reshiram's face, letting out a small yell as she tried to run.

"Whoa! Not so fast." Reshiram said, quickly grabbing her before she ran off the cliff, "Take it easy, I mean no harm, let’s get away from this cliff, so neither one of us get hurt."

The girl didn't answer, silent when she saw the cliff but did comply with walking away from it. Her mind was racing with questions that she wanted answers to; where was she? How did she get here? Who or what was the creature that was holding onto her?

Once a good distance from the cliff, Reshiram let go of the girl, and sat himself down. "Now then, may I know your name?" he asked.

Looking up at the mammalian creature, the girl was uncertain if she should tell him her name. She wanted to go back home, but didn't want to run into those thugs again. Sniffling a bit to hold back tears, she gathered what bit of courage she had to answer.

"T....Teresa." she stated. "My name is...Teresa."

"Teresa, eh? That is a nice name. I am Reshiram, the Dragon of Truths; I summoned you to a place between your world and mine, in the hopes of making you my little sister."

"Sister...?" Teresa questioned with an arched eyebrow.

"Yes, your world, the one you call 'Earth' is no longer a good place, many of your kind are corrupt with many unforgivable evils, there's no way left to save it. So I felt a good child like you deserved better, so I chose you for this offer." The Vast White Pokémon explained.

Teresa nodded a bit as she listened in, trying to fit around this situation; she was taken from her home world to be offered a better lifestyle. She tried to focus on the positives of the situation, but the thought of leaving her home behind was hanging on her mind. A shake of her head told her that she would be better off with what the Reshiram was offering, looking up at him.

"Alright." she started. "I think I can go with this."

The legendary Pokémon smiled gratefully, "Thank you, now then. As my new sister, I give you a gift."

The Reshiram conjured a small flame, and offered it to the girl.

Teresa saw the fire, unsure about something as she looked up to him. "Won't that burn me?" she asked.

"If you mean burn away fears you hold, then yes."

"I mean like...hurt me kind of burn."

"Oh not at all, this fire is not that kind of flame. Take it, and it will all become clear."

The child nodded weakly, slowly reaching out to the fireball. She wasn't sure if the Reshiram was being entirely truthful, but had to put trust in him, seeing she didn't want to go back. Her hands reached to the fireball, soon holding them underneath it, able to feel the warmth radiating from it. It felt comforting, much like that from a fireplace back home.

As Teresa enjoyed this wonderful feeling, her skin began to turn snow white, like the Reshiram's skin, and she also started to grow, becoming about three-fourths the size of Reshiram.

She saw the skin coloring, feeling fur growing along her body as her arms lengthened. The fur on her arms grew faster than anywhere else, drooping towards the ground. She watched with surprise on her face, seeing some of the fur that was draping weaving together, making a form of wings on both of her arms. She twitched a bit as she felt two of her fingers on each hand merge, the rest slowly being coated in a form of metal as they became pointed and slightly smaller than normal. On the back of her hands, a pair of thin metal plates formed on them, making the wing-paws look like a form of furred gauntlets.

"The Flame deemed you worthy, just as I have." The Reshiram said in joy. "Soon you'll be a Reshiram like me, and we can live together forever."

As he spoke, Teresa's feet began to change, her smallest toes shifted to her heels, as well as two of them merging before all her toes turned metallic and pointed, like her hands. Her feet also elevated a little, as if they naturally stood on high heels.

Teresa looked down at them, shifting them a bit as the pointed metal dug into the ground a small bit, but jolted when she felt her face starting to pull out. It wasn't painful, rather a bothersome tingling sensation, seeing the snout when her eyes crossed. Her nose melted in a bit, becoming like that of a normal mammal though white in color. She giggled a bit as she felt the fur growing on the snout, her neck lengthening slightly as a pair of silver rings formed on her neck. Her oak-brown hair was going through changes similar to the fur growth on her arms, but instead of one mane forming, she had two of them growing down, the natural color of them fading to snow-white in color. When they finished growing, there seemed to be a darker patch of fur at the tips of them.

"Almost there, you're doing really well, just need your tail, and you'll be complete." The Reshiram informed.

Sure enough, Teresa felt something growing from her rear; an unusually shaped tail was growing. It was sort of cone shaped, like the kind you put ice cream in. Cloud-like fur grew from the base of it, feeling her spine lengthen to form the base of the tail. She couldn't exactly move it yet, but watched as another pair of larger silver rings formed over it, making the tail look more like a turbine. From the tip of the tail, a longer tuft of fur grew out, swaying slightly from a gentle breeze that was coming through. Her torso was last to change, being covered with snow-white fur, two tufts of it growing out to form a vague, heart-like shape on her chest.

With that, Teresa was no longer human, she was a young Reshiram. With newfound energy, her tail glowed like that of embers, the tips of her manes and claws glowing as well, heat radiating out from her before slowly dying down.

"How does your new body feel, Teresa?" the older Reshiram asked.

"It...Feels wonderful!" she exclaimed, hugging the larger Reshiram as a purr came from her. She didn't mind such, feeling that the purring was natural to her now.

"I'm glad you're so happy, my little sister, now let's step back so our brother can choose his human." The older brother Reshiram advised.

With a nod, Teresa followed the Reshiram as the both of them stepped away from the cliff. Despite being in a different body, she walked like as though it was natural to her.

~~~

Zekrom, Reshiram's counterpart, stepped forward indeed, and the tears opened again. He gazed through them, looking to see which human would suit him best.

He soon gazed upon a tear showing a boy standing before his parent's graves, grieving over their deaths. The boy was crying, hurt by the loss of his family. Approaching him were some adults, who looked like people from an orphanage.

"...that poor boy...I will rescue him from his sorrow, I choose him." Zekrom watched as the tear complied and brought the boy before him and closed.

The child was obviously taken by surprise at such, flopping onto his back when he landed on the ground in front of the Zekrom. With a groan, he lifted his hands to the back of his head and the middle of his back, starting to sit up.

"Greeting child," The Deep Black Pokémon greeted. "Please forgive my abrupt summons."

The boy jolted at the slightly deep voice, turning around and saw the dark-scaled draconic Pokémon. He screamed and tried to run, only to be grabbed hold of before he could tumble over the edge of the nearby cliff.

"That would've been a nasty fall, you know." Zekrom said, stepping away from the cliff. He then brought the boy up to in front of him. "Please forgive my menacing appearance; I'm actually a rather gentle Pokémon. You're in no danger with me, so don't fear me."

The boy looked at the Zekrom with a bit of fear, but something was having him slowly calm down. He looked at the baseball-like hands that held him, each of them having only three claws for each. His gaze looked back up at the deep-red eyes of the Pokémon holding him.

"C-can you...put me down...please...?" he asked the Zekrom.

The Zekrom simply complied, placing the boy on the ground. "What is your name, boy?"

"T...Tommy..." the boy stuttered out.”Where am I...?" he asked after.

"Well, Tommy, this is a world that exists between your world and mine. I, Zekrom, Dragon of Ideals, brought you here, hoping to make you my little brother."

"A b-brother...?" Tommy questioned.

"Yes, your world is no longer ideal, and with the loss of your family, I saw you were overcome by grief and sorrow, I wanted to end such despair, and so, would you be my little brother?" Zekrom explained.

Tommy wasn't sure on how to answer. He didn't know what was going to happen to him should he accept, but he didn't want to go back to the orphanage either. He did want to have a form of family again, and seeing that the Zekrom was offering to fill the role of that, it seemed that it was the more tempting offer.

With a weak swallow to gather himself, he nodded to answer the offer.

With a smile, Zekrom gathered electricity into a sphere, which he offered to Tommy. "A gift. Take the sphere, and your fear and sorrow with be no more."

The boy took a step back, seeing some small bolts of electricity jump from the sphere. "Won't that shock me?" he questioned, a hint of fear in his voice.

"Nope, the only thing it'll zap is your sadness and fears." Zekrom clarified.

Tommy weakly nodded, trying to gather himself as he slowly walked up to the Zekrom, reaching out to the orb. His hair was standing up slightly from the static surrounding the sphere, not bothering to pat it back down.

As he reached for the orb, the electricity in the orb reached out to him, coiling around his body, though not harming him. His skin began turning as black as a piece of coal, his body grew to about half Zekrom's size.

Various creases and 'seams' formed on his torso, his skin seeming to harden to be like natural armor. It didn't sting him, rather being a bit ticklish in spots. His feet shifted as he looked down, seeing a couple of his toes merging together as they slowly shrank. They soon became somewhat like nubs on his feet, feeling a spike grow from the rear of his heels.

His legs were next to follow, swelling with powerful muscles at the skin hardened to skin-bound armor. A meep came from him as he felt his legs form a new joint, thankfully painless but made him drop a small bit in height as the knees grew a form of cap onto them.

Soon, Tommy could feel something new growing, his new tail, which easily resembled an electronic turbine. He watched as it grew and spread out, several rings of a glass-like material forming and showing the inside of it.

The Chest was next, growing in muscle and strength, Tommy winched with discomfort growing his shoulders. Soon a pair of powerful wings grew from behind his shoulders. Seeing these new wings gave Tommy a sense of freedom, the thought of being able to fly made him look forward to the completion of this transformation.

The feelings spread up his neck, making him withhold giggles from the tickling. His head started to shift as the skull altered, becoming slightly more draconic as his hair withdrew into his head. The top of his head pulled out behind him, forming a zigzag like pattern that was tipped with a bit of a light-blue segment.

Lastly, his Arms, they quickly built up in muscle, a point pulling out from his elbows slightly as his hands began shifting and morph. A couple of his fingers on each hand fused together, slowly shifting to be like thick, hooked claws. The tops of his hands spread out, the pattern similar to a baseball glove, a form of membrane between each 'finger' of them to complete the look.

As of that moment, Tommy was a young Zekrom; the only part of him that was human left was his eyes. Tommy could feel his newfound strength and power surging through his new body, the tail glowing faintly as a form of electric-blue glow surrounded him.

The bigger Zekrom picked up his new little brother, and gave him a loving hug. "Welcome to your new life, Tommy."

The smaller Zekrom laughed from the hug, returning it happily. "Thank you, brother."

The older brother Zekrom stepped back, carrying his new brother, letting another Pokémon have their turn on finding a child.

~~~

Mewtwo was the next to approach the cliff. The almighty Psychic Pokémon watched as the dozens of windows into the other world opened, allowing him to look for the perfect human to be his child.

It wasn't fair for him. He never asked to be born into his family. Whether his fate just played a bad hand or it was out to get him, Zach simply wanted it all to end.

The moonlight shined brightly into his bedroom, reflecting off of nearly every object in his room. A cool breeze being emitted from the outside was gently blowing into the room, making small Goosebumps rise from Zach's skin. He was simply sitting up on his bed, staring off into the outside world, or at least what he could see from the small window. Zach couldn't even comprehend a single thought, not after what had happened a few hours ago. It was the final line for him. He has managed to deal with it for many years of his life, but his fuse was never fully lit until now. He was simply tired of it all. All of the reasonless abuse and torment he had received ever since he was young. Zach was surprised that their actions hadn't led him into committing suicide. He simply believed that there was some kind of force driving him away from ending his own life, as if he had an important purpose outside of his awful own life.

The only thing he has never been able to figure out is what exactly that purpose is. It was a thing that, to Zach, seemed like a mission forever shrouded by mystery and unknowing. The only thing certain to him was that it did exist and that it was keeping him going.

Watching the boy through the window, Mewtwo was impressed. "You’re a special boy, your strength of heart, unwavering faith, and amazing will to go on are remarkable. You're the perfect child for me. I choose you." Mewtwo smirked as the gate opened, he watched as the magic of the gate extracted the boy from the human world, and brought before him.

The first thing Zach noticed was that he his face was buried in a pile of rocks. Grunting, he pushed himself up without hesitation and was immediately shocked by his surroundings. Everything seemed so in... Tranquility. The sky was a brilliant color of blue, not like the faded and hazy blue sky like one would normally see. It was cleared of all pollution and chemicals. The air that was being sent into his lungs seemed rich with pure and clean oxygen, a feeling he had never once felt in his life before. The sun was shining brightly down upon Zach, warming him from his bone chilling room, making him feel more alive and well than ever before. However, he still felt wierded out by the new environment. Everything seemed too... perfect.

In the distance, Zach could see a thick, luscious forest across the rocky plain he was standing upon. Curiously, Zach turned around and suddenly gasped at what he saw. A cliff leading into clouds was staring up at him. Out of shock, he bounced away from it and retreated several feet away from the edge of the cliff. Zach knew that wherever he was, it was very high up. He paused for a moment, his mind still tinkering and comprehending his new surroundings. It was simply breathtaking. Magnificent; a spectacle to any eye in the world.

"Um, you gonna stop pushing your back against my chest?" a voice said behind him. "Because it's rather uncomfortable for me."

Zach gasped sharply as he fell forward into the rocks. Moaning, he turned around to find out who was talking to him. Zach's eyes widened when he saw the figure looking down at him, its body blackened out by the sun shining onto it. It looked both feline and human in structure, with a sleek body and a large tail pointed upwards, the tip of it almost surpassing its head in height. He could make out its large purple eyes gazing into his own eyes, seemingly stabbing his very soul. "Who are you?" Zach asked in shock.

"I am Mewtwo, Surely a boy like you know of my from the game Pokémon." The Mewtwo answer, getting the boy back onto his feet, and dusting the dirt off his clothes. "Now then, to return the introduction, what is your name?"

"Um...Zach..." Zach barely even managed to produce words, for he was still in too much shock from realizing who he was talking to.

"I've seen that look before, No this is no dream, I'm very, very, real. Allow to explain, Pokémon did indeed begin as a video game, but as human imagination grew, we grew with it. Then, upon the creation of Pokémon Mystery Dungeon, our world, the Pokémon World, was born, and Pokémon became very real, since then, we've lived side by side with Earth, watching over your world." The Psychic type explained.

"So wait, it's sort of like an alternate universe to the human one? How is that even possible?" Zach asked.

"Who knows, but one thing is certain, your world has become corrupt beyond, it's on a course towards an inevitable doom, but for you there is hope. You are one of the handfuls of humans that are still good, untouched by the corruption." Mewtwo explained further.

"I... How did..." Zach was at a loss of words for a moment before finally replying. "It's a living hell. I don't understand why I have to endure the torture of it."

"No more, I’ve taken you from your world and brought you here to a special world between our two worlds, in the hopes of making you my son." Mewtwo finished.

"Son? I already have a father... even though he's a horrible man..." Zach stopped. He realized that this is what kept him from committing suicide. The fact that he did have a purpose in his life, even if it was outside of his own world. Upon the realization, tears began to form in his eyes. "I... I don't know what to say..."

"A simple yes or no to my offer will suffice."

"I..." Zach paused. "...yes. I'll do it! Please! Save me from my awful life!"

Mewtwo smiled gratefully in response, "thank you Zach, Thank you so much. Now here." Mewtwo offered Zach a Poffin. "Eat this."

Zach retrieved the Poffin and examined it. "What will this do?"

"It will grant you full status as my son, you'll see." Mewtwo replied.

Slightly hesitantly, Zach slowly consumed the Poffin, not even paying attention to its taste.

Zach Began to moan as his stomach felt queasy, his skin began to take on a pearl white color, though his belly was turning purple instead. "What then?" he said.

"Don't be afraid, it will be okay, I promise." the Mewtwo assured.

Zach watched as his arms began to lose muscle, becoming thinning and weaker looking, though he didn't feel weaker. In fact, he felt stronger than ever before. A strange energy was being rushed through every vein and artery in his body, making him feel very powerful. While more power was being rushed through him, Zach held out his hands as they began to shift and change. His fingers fused together to form three digits, the other two now forever gone. Once his fingers were fully fused and formed, the tips of them became soft and rounded, bearing a striking resemblance to Mewtwo's.

Looking at his new arms and hands, Zach actually felt happy about what was happening, he could tell he was discard his human life completely, in favor of a much better life, as a Mewtwo. He felt his chest shrink a little as a sort of chest plate formed on his body. Then He felt something growing behind him, turning allowed him to watch in joy as a brand new tail grew out, Purple like his belly, and quite strong looking.

Grinning, Zach felt the energy rush into his legs and feet, causing them to change right away. Looking down, he could see his upper legs bulging out as the bones and muscles within them expanded, filling the limbs with both physical and mental strength. His knees became still as his feet began to grow longer. His toes fused into two toes and spaced apart from each other to the sides of his feet with a third toe forming on the back inner sides of his feet. From the neck down he was fully identical to Mewtwo. All that was left was his head, which he knew would be changing any second now.

"How does your body feel so far, Zach?" Mewtwo asked, helping his almost-son sit down.

"It feels like I've been reborn." Zach replied in joy.

Mewtwo smiled, "now then, a few things to let you know before you're completely a Mewtwo, First, You'll be keeping your human Mind and memories."

"I want to forget the past, though. It's brought nothing but misery to me." Zach stated.

"Memories and be removed after you're a Mewtwo, okay now, the second thing is that you're picking your clothes as well." Mewtwo used a bit of psychic power mix with some magic to restore Zach's clothes and adjust them to his new body.

"Clothes don't really feel right on Pokémon..."

"Well some of us do, though they're more like this." Mewtwo then converted the clothes into a cool looking scarf around Zack's neck. "That better?"

Zach ran his hands through the scarf. "Much better."

"Good, and three, I've decided you deserve to keep your hair." Mewtwo said, ruffling Zack's hair.

"I'm not sure. I want to eradicate as much as my human self as possible. And besides, a Mewtwo with hair just doesn't fit in my mind right."

"Well if you say so."

The transformation began to finish up as Zach's neck seemed to split, his neck ended up a little thin, while the rest moved around a little, becoming Zach's new Tube. Zach watched his hair fall out as his head began to shift. His ears shifted and changed into what looked a pair of horns, and his face pushed out into a small muzzle. And this that, Zach was now a young Mewtwo.

"How do you feel, my new son?" Mewtwo asked, happy to have his own child.

"I feel great, father!" The young Mewtwo replied to his father happily.

"DO you remember your name?"

"Wasn't it Zach?"

"Yes it was, are you happy to be a Mewtwo now, Zach?"

"Of course I am! I wouldn't want it any other way."

"That's good to hear, Come on, let's step aside for the next Pokémon, and I can teach you how to be a Mewtwo." The Now Father Mewtwo suggested.

"That'd be wonderful!" Zach exclaimed.

The Two Mewtwo stood away from the away, and Zach's new father began teaching him the basics.

~~~

Next to approach was Rayquaza, the Dragon watched as the windows opened again. The rather young Rayquaza looked at the windows one by one, searching for an Ideal brother.

Eventually one of the windows showed a teenage boy, around 17-18 years of age, stuck in a tussle with some thugs over food.

"Not good, those thugs have guns. I choose him!" The gate opened, and the boy was extracted from the human world, and brought before the young Dragon Pokémon.

The boy blinked, stunned. "Ok... where the HECK am I?!?" He looked around rapidly, and soon locked eyes with his "savior" - and promptly fainted.

"Typical, he faints from surprise." the Rayquaza said, swiftly coiling up the human body, and waits for him to wake up.

The teen slowly came too... and saw the dragon staring him in the face. "OHMYGAWSHWHATTHEHECKISGOINGONHEREIHAVENOIDEA-"

"Calm down, I'm a friend, I promise." the Rayquaza assured.

The boy panted rapidly. "You...sure?"

"I promise, I'm no danger to you, I’m a nice Pokémon, I mean it." Rayquaza explained.

"Pokémon? What's that?"

Rayquaza sighed, and calmly explained the basics of Pokémon, "Now do you understand?"

"Y-yeah... so you're taking me to your own realm?"

"If that's okay with you, though I sense there is someone special you have in the human world, your parents, right?"

"YES. I do NOT want them left behind... but... well..."

Rayquaza smiled and opened a window showing said parent, "teach this window, and your Parent will come with you to the Pokémon World."

The boy slowly nods and touched the window.

"There they'll join us soon, so what's your name?"

"Henry..."

"So then Henry, will you be my brother please? Your parents can be my parents too."

"S-sure..." Henry relaxed and prepared for the inevitable. "Go ahead; turn me into a Pokémon..."

"Okay, hold still." Rayquaza uncoiled Henry, and offered him a berry, "this will trigger your transformation, and it's yummy too."

Henry nods. "Oh, by the way, will this fix any dietary issues I may have?" He asks as he downs the berry.

"Nope, other than three times the appetite." Rayquaza answered.

"OK... so I'll still have to stay on a wheat-free diet?" Henry asked as his skin began turning green.

"If you decide on that." The dragon answered.

"It's not a matter of choice... I've got Celiac... if I eat gluten, the lining of my intestines turns into jell-o... err, gel. I hoped the changes would cure me, but eh, I’ll live," he said as his legs slowly vanished.

"It will. Your Transformation will indeed cure you of all illnesses."

Henry jumped for joy - and stayed in the air as his tail grew out. "I-I'm flying!"

"Yep, a Rayquaza can naturally fly, so it's no surprise."

"I've never flown before in my whole LIFE - well, under my own power, but STILL!" Henry whooped as he coiled thru the air, tail reaching full length as he gained his fins and markings, arms shrinking some.

"Relax, you're still changing, I don't want my big brother getting hurt."

Henry giggled some. "Hey, this is a first for me! Let me live it up!" he said as he went from 5 fingers to 3 claws as his neck and torso grew out.

"You can live it up all want as a Rayquaza, but for now save your energy so you can cut loose."

"Fine, fine..." Henry finally relented as his face began to stretch out. "Well... this feels weird..."

"NOW, you're a full Rayquaza now, you can cut loose."

"Wait... waits..." Henry's new horns appear, as his muzzle fully develops and eyes become piercing yellow slits. "There we go!"

"Oh wait one more thing."

"What?"

"Your parents are now floating behind you."

Henry looked behind him... and saw two larger Rayquaza, one Shiny, one not. "M-Mom? Dad?"

The two larger dragons nodded. "So this is your new brother." his father said.

"Y-yeah..." Henry sobbed a bit.

Henry's mother and father brought both little dragons into a group hug.

Henry was very happy. "S-so we're heading to our new home now?"

"Soon, but first we need to stay of the out the way so the last Pokémon can get their kid." the little brother said.

Henry nodded. "Alright... say, think you can show us around our new world later?"

"Sure." the little Rayquaza said as they all floated aside.

~~~

The Final Pokémon to step forward was...

Description
Last Resort, Pokémon Multi-TF

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(Author's Note: In this Story, Earth has become corrupt with power, fear, greed, and Hatred beyond all hope. So the Pokémon World (the PMD world) has taken action. A small group of people and Pokémon are gradually transferring the still good humans from 'Earth' to a special 'in between' world. The Humans are then converted into Pokémon, and given better Lives in the Pokémon World.)

~~~

A tall man was standing at the edge of a cliff, accompanied by a group of strange creatures. "It's time, soon those in the other world that are still good will be free, and happy. They deserve good, happy lives. So we'll rescue them and give them everything they deserve." the man then turned to the creatures. "And as promised, since you helped me create the migration world, you have the honor of choosing the first to migrate, and add to your families. You can proceed when ready, Pokémon"

Each of the creatures smiled.

~~~

The First Pokémon was a Lugia. The majestic Sea Guardian stepped forward towards the cliff. He watched as spherical windows opened around him, showing him numerous humans from the other world.

He looked at each window, searching for the one he could deem perfect to adopt. Then, he caught sight of a human boy, hiding for dear life in a hollow tree. "That poor boy, this sadness... I can no longer allow."

The Lugia's Eyes glowed brightly, as did the window showing the boy. A few seconds went by, before the boy was spat out of the window. The boy landed roughly, near the Lugia.

"Where... am I?" the boy wondered, looking around. Then when he saw the bird Dragon-like creature, he nearly wet himself.

"Hello there human." the Lugia said. But the boy simply backed away from the Pokémon, unaware of the cliff behind. However, Lugia stepped in and stopped the boy.

"Hey, what was that for?" The boy asked, scared of Lugia. But when Lugia showed him the cliffs, his attitude changed. "Whoa... if you hadn't stopped me, I would've taken a nasty fall... Thank you." he said, making the Lugia smile.

"What is your name, little one?" The Lugia asked.

"Oh, my name is Ryan, Nice to meet you." the boy politely replied.

"Same to you, Ryan, I am Lugia, I've brought to this special place, to give you a new life, as my child, Worry not, you'll be happy as my child, I'm Promise." The Lugia then began to focus his power into Ryan.

Ryan could feel the Dragonic energy flow through him. He began to fear for his fate. He looked up anxiously at the Lugia, but the beast gave him a look of reassurance, a soft smile across his face.

"Everything will be ok, trust me." The Lugia said in a gentle voice, watching as white feathers began to grow slowly over his form, His hands expanded, the fingers growing broader and flatter as his arms stretched longer and broader, slowly but surely becoming a powerful pair of wings. His arms rested against the ground for a few short seconds before he himself underwent a minor growth spurt, the clothing he was wearing tearing slightly from a combination of the growth spurt and the thick plumage, sky-blue feathers revealing themselves on his chest.

Ryan looked at his belly, as well as his new wings. He gulped, still a tad bit nervous about what was happening. "I hope this will work out okay in the end." he said.

The white feathers continued to spread over his body. The gently coated his neck, causing it to gradually stretch out just a little, making Ryan's neck resemble the Lugia's, though not as long. The boy then began to feel pressure building in the seat of his pants. Not wanting to end up in more pain, Ryan promptly used his wings to rip apart his pants, allow a semi-long tail to freely grow out, with a pair of blue extensions forming near its tip.

"Don't worry. You're in good hands, after all." The Lugia purred, gently nuzzling the transforming human as his legs began to stretch longer, the muscles in his legs expanding as they moved to his sides, his stomach expanding to fill the space between his draconic haunches. He had forgotten to remove his shoes, the thought only now coming to mind as he tried to kick them off, but they were sticking to his growing feet. They burst open a few moments later, the feet swelling and expanding, the toes merging as they were reduced from five digits to three, the toes large and rounded as all pressure shifted to his tiptoes.

As the Lugia nuzzled him, he felt a feeling and warmth and protection coming from the much larger creature, causing him to wrap a wing around one of his sides. The Lugia purred louder in response as he looked at the human's back, watching five sets of broad blue spines emerging from his back, laying flat against it for a few short seconds before rising again.

Leon was calm and trusting of the Lugia once again at this point. In fact, he was starting crying tears of gratitude towards his soon-to-be father. But these tears weren't normal; they were more like sort goo spilling from his eyes. The Lugia gently used this goo to form the 'eye masks' on Ryan's face. As he formed the spikes around his eyes, his head began to reform, his hair falling away as his head grew pointed, a large crest of sorts rising behind him as his eyes were forced to the sides, his jaws stretching forwards into a beak-like muzzle, his teeth growing into sharpened fangs as his nose sank into his upper jaw. To end the changes, his eyes turned a soft shade of green, pupils slitting slightly.

His Transformation was complete; Ryan was now a young Lugia.

Looking over his new Body, Ryan felt happy. He gave his new father a loving hug. "Thank you... Papa." He said with a smile.

Lugia Smiled, Happy that his new child was happy. Then he used psychic to lift Ryan into the air, "Come, andlet’s go home." He said, before taking Ryan to another part of the migration world.

~~~

The next Pokémon to step forward was Raikou. The Almighty Thunder Pokémon approached the cliff, as the windows opened again, showing him all the Good Humans in the other world.

One of the windows the mighty thunder Pokémon looked into featured a young boy, almost a teen, hiding in an alleyway from thugs, his fierce eyes glaring at the older boys approaching with malice.

"Oh no, I sense hidden fear, unacceptable." Raikou hit the window with a bolt of lightning. Glowing bright white, the window soon spat the boy out, putting him in front of Raikou.

With a soft scream of being suddenly yanked away from the thugs, Travis looked around in a panic, before his eyes rested on the thick claws of Raikou's feet, looking up slowly as he nearly screamed again. "Wha! WH-who or what are you?"

"First things first." Raikou said, the Pokémon then gently moved the boy safely away from the nearby cliff, didn't want his soon-to-be cub to risk getting hurt or worse.

With a gasp, Travis looked over his shoulder and Raikou's leg, to see the cliff. His eyes widened when he realized how close he'd been to falling to his death. He looked back at Raikou, shivering but relaxing against Raikou lightly. "You...you saved me...I could have dropped..."

Raikou Smiled, "Now then, let's begin with your name, you do have one correct?" Raikou asked, aware that some humans never get their own name.

Swallowing nervously, Travis moved away from Raikou slightly, to look at him completely- this thing was huge. He rubbed his forehead and tried to get his brain to work again, to at least get his name out. "T-Travis...I’m Travis..." Good, at least his mouth worked.

"A unique name, it is nice to meet you Travis. I am called Raikou. I've brought you to a special world separate from your own, in the hopes of making you my cub." The Pokémon explained.

Travis balked; his mouth dropping open and his eyes widening slightly. "C-cub? Me?" He looked down at himself, then at Raikou. "Your cub..."

The Thunder Pokémon nodded, "it is possible, so, would please agree to be my cub?"

Travis watched Raikou closely, still lightly resting against his foreleg. "...that’s a big decision..." He looked down away from Raikou, his eyes on his feet and Raikou's. He'd been human all his life, how would he suddenly jump into a new level of being...? Would people chase him? Hurt him? His gaze ventured back to Raikou's face, pushing himself up onto his feet, his hands going around to the thunder Pokémon’s face, lightly resting his palms on his fluffy cheeks. He was silent awhile before nodding against him, his eyes closed.
"I agree."

Raikou Smiled, it then began focusing electricity into its paw, before touching it to Travis' hands and feet, transferring the electricity to them.

Travis jerked back when the shock of the electricity hit his feet and hands, recoiling from Raikou as he looked at his hands. "Wh-what was that for?" He rubbed his hands slightly, before a numbing sensation caught his attention. Looking down at his hands, he watched in awe as his fingers began to thicken, his five digits reduced to three, forming hard white claws, clicking them together as he attempted to shift his fingers.

"Shhh... It's okay; it's just part of the process, now for your feet." Raikou said, pointing at Travis' feet.

Travis shivered, looking terrified as he looked down from his hands to his feet, seeing the same happen to his feet as his toes got large enough that two of his toes seemed to squish together, forming three claws from five. He got on his feet, but nearly fell over when his now smaller feet couldn't support his weight distribution. "WH-what happened?!"

"It's just your new paws. To be my cub, you must be turned into a Raikou, like me. Don't be afraid. It’s gonna be okay. Now it's time for your arms and Legs to become your Raikou legs. Just trust me, sit down and relax." Raikou channeled the electricity into Travis' legs and arms.

Travis fell over onto his back as Raikou charged his legs and arms, looking at them as yellow and white fur bristled against his skin, his blonde hair no match for it. When the yellow and white fur reached his shoulders, black markings painted across his legs, turning his head to look at them. "Whoa..."

Raikou helped Travis into a comfy sitting position. "Again, relax, Being a Raikou will be a better life for you, I promise." Raikou assured. "Soon, you'll be a happy little cub, you can trust me." Raikou focused the electricity into the boy's lower body.

Some discomfort followed the electric sensation near Travis' new legs, turning around to look at them then at his back, seeing his body alter as a blue 'bolt' shot out from his back, becoming his new tail as it lightly wagged.

"There we are, your new tail, it's wonderful. You're so much closer to being to being a Raikou. But again, please relax, the conversion will be much more enjoy if just relax." Raikou explained.

Travis looked at Raikou then at his as well as his back legs. Groaning softly, he was forced onto fours, his bone shifting to adjust to Raikou's body structure, looking down at himself. He turned around on his new feet, testing his claws and pawing the ground. "Wow...."

"You’re almost a Raikou." Raikou said, sitting Travis down again, with Travis' body, from the neck down, was that of a Raikou. "You’re almost complete, soon you'll be free of your past sorrow, you'll be so much happier." Raikou, smiling, charged up Travis' head.

Travis felt his vision shake when the charge got his head and face, blinking a few times to clear it, as the yellow and white fur crawled up his face, covering his head as his blonde hair flowed into fur, a hard helmet structure growing over his head, pointing up like ears, white fur covering his lips and puffing up. His teeth sharpened to a lethal level, as his canines continued to elongate, until they were long saber-teeth. His face shifted structure, and from where his nose and lips once were, a blue 'whisker' structure formed. From the base of his head, purple fur forming wisps behind him as they curled at the end. Acting as a cape, Travis opened his eyes and looked at himself, then at the purple cape behind him, turning in a circle once to see it move, his electrified tail wagging lightly.

"So, Travis, How does it feel to be a Raikou cub?" Raikou asked, smiling happily at the cub.

Travis kept turning in circles to watch the purple behind him move so freely, and then set back in place behind him, looking at Raikou with a smile. "It's amazing! I have so much more energy, like I could dash around the planet a few times."

"Whoa, easy there my little cub, first let's get you adjusted to your new body, as well as your new home. Come onto my back." Raikou lowered himself.

Travis looked up at him and smiled, taking a step towards him to just fall on his face, quickly jumping back up and clambering onto his new father's back. "All set!"

Raikou then carried Travis off to their home.

~~~

The next one to step forward was Reshiram. The might Vast White Pokémon approached the cliff, as the windows opened once again, showing him the still good humans left on earth.

What the tear showed was a girl, most likely aged around the early teens, sprinting to outrun several thugs after her. She seemed intent on doing so, knocking some objects into their path to try and slow them down.

The Reshiram watched briefly, before making a decision. "I choose this girl." The tear was soon lit up with light. Moments later, the girl in question was spat out of it, and then it closed shut behind her.

She must have been taken off-guard by it, seeing she was trying to regain her balance from running. Her efforts weren't successful, tripping but smacked into the belly of the Reshiram, saving her from a rather painful fall.

"Hello there human girl." The Reshiram politely greeted.

"Ugh...what happened?" she questioned, slowly standing up and held her head. "First I was running, then some...hole...opened up and..." she trailed off, slowly looking up after seeing the wall of white in front of her. Her questioning look was quickly replaced by fear after seeing the reshiram's face, letting out a small yell as she tried to run.

"Whoa! Not so fast." Reshiram said, quickly grabbing her before she ran off the cliff, "Take it easy, I mean no harm, let’s get away from this cliff, so neither one of us get hurt."

The girl didn't answer, silent when she saw the cliff but did comply with walking away from it. Her mind was racing with questions that she wanted answers to; where was she? How did she get here? Who or what was the creature that was holding onto her?

Once a good distance from the cliff, Reshiram let go of the girl, and sat himself down. "Now then, may I know your name?" he asked.

Looking up at the mammalian creature, the girl was uncertain if she should tell him her name. She wanted to go back home, but didn't want to run into those thugs again. Sniffling a bit to hold back tears, she gathered what bit of courage she had to answer.

"T....Teresa." she stated. "My name is...Teresa."

"Teresa, eh? That is a nice name. I am Reshiram, the Dragon of Truths; I summoned you to a place between your world and mine, in the hopes of making you my little sister."

"Sister...?" Teresa questioned with an arched eyebrow.

"Yes, your world, the one you call 'Earth' is no longer a good place, many of your kind are corrupt with many unforgivable evils, there's no way left to save it. So I felt a good child like you deserved better, so I chose you for this offer." The Vast White Pokémon explained.

Teresa nodded a bit as she listened in, trying to fit around this situation; she was taken from her home world to be offered a better lifestyle. She tried to focus on the positives of the situation, but the thought of leaving her home behind was hanging on her mind. A shake of her head told her that she would be better off with what the Reshiram was offering, looking up at him.

"Alright." she started. "I think I can go with this."

The legendary Pokémon smiled gratefully, "Thank you, now then. As my new sister, I give you a gift."

The Reshiram conjured a small flame, and offered it to the girl.

Teresa saw the fire, unsure about something as she looked up to him. "Won't that burn me?" she asked.

"If you mean burn away fears you hold, then yes."

"I mean like...hurt me kind of burn."

"Oh not at all, this fire is not that kind of flame. Take it, and it will all become clear."

The child nodded weakly, slowly reaching out to the fireball. She wasn't sure if the Reshiram was being entirely truthful, but had to put trust in him, seeing she didn't want to go back. Her hands reached to the fireball, soon holding them underneath it, able to feel the warmth radiating from it. It felt comforting, much like that from a fireplace back home.

As Teresa enjoyed this wonderful feeling, her skin began to turn snow white, like the Reshiram's skin, and she also started to grow, becoming about three-fourths the size of Reshiram.

She saw the skin coloring, feeling fur growing along her body as her arms lengthened. The fur on her arms grew faster than anywhere else, drooping towards the ground. She watched with surprise on her face, seeing some of the fur that was draping weaving together, making a form of wings on both of her arms. She twitched a bit as she felt two of her fingers on each hand merge, the rest slowly being coated in a form of metal as they became pointed and slightly smaller than normal. On the back of her hands, a pair of thin metal plates formed on them, making the wing-paws look like a form of furred gauntlets.

"The Flame deemed you worthy, just as I have." The Reshiram said in joy. "Soon you'll be a Reshiram like me, and we can live together forever."

As he spoke, Teresa's feet began to change, her smallest toes shifted to her heels, as well as two of them merging before all her toes turned metallic and pointed, like her hands. Her feet also elevated a little, as if they naturally stood on high heels.

Teresa looked down at them, shifting them a bit as the pointed metal dug into the ground a small bit, but jolted when she felt her face starting to pull out. It wasn't painful, rather a bothersome tingling sensation, seeing the snout when her eyes crossed. Her nose melted in a bit, becoming like that of a normal mammal though white in color. She giggled a bit as she felt the fur growing on the snout, her neck lengthening slightly as a pair of silver rings formed on her neck. Her oak-brown hair was going through changes similar to the fur growth on her arms, but instead of one mane forming, she had two of them growing down, the natural color of them fading to snow-white in color. When they finished growing, there seemed to be a darker patch of fur at the tips of them.

"Almost there, you're doing really well, just need your tail, and you'll be complete." The Reshiram informed.

Sure enough, Teresa felt something growing from her rear; an unusually shaped tail was growing. It was sort of cone shaped, like the kind you put ice cream in. Cloud-like fur grew from the base of it, feeling her spine lengthen to form the base of the tail. She couldn't exactly move it yet, but watched as another pair of larger silver rings formed over it, making the tail look more like a turbine. From the tip of the tail, a longer tuft of fur grew out, swaying slightly from a gentle breeze that was coming through. Her torso was last to change, being covered with snow-white fur, two tufts of it growing out to form a vague, heart-like shape on her chest.

With that, Teresa was no longer human, she was a young Reshiram. With newfound energy, her tail glowed like that of embers, the tips of her manes and claws glowing as well, heat radiating out from her before slowly dying down.

"How does your new body feel, Teresa?" the older Reshiram asked.

"It...Feels wonderful!" she exclaimed, hugging the larger Reshiram as a purr came from her. She didn't mind such, feeling that the purring was natural to her now.

"I'm glad you're so happy, my little sister, now let's step back so our brother can choose his human." The older brother Reshiram advised.

With a nod, Teresa followed the Reshiram as the both of them stepped away from the cliff. Despite being in a different body, she walked like as though it was natural to her.

~~~

Zekrom, Reshiram's counterpart, stepped forward indeed, and the tears opened again. He gazed through them, looking to see which human would suit him best.

He soon gazed upon a tear showing a boy standing before his parent's graves, grieving over their deaths. The boy was crying, hurt by the loss of his family. Approaching him were some adults, who looked like people from an orphanage.

"...that poor boy...I will rescue him from his sorrow, I choose him." Zekrom watched as the tear complied and brought the boy before him and closed.

The child was obviously taken by surprise at such, flopping onto his back when he landed on the ground in front of the Zekrom. With a groan, he lifted his hands to the back of his head and the middle of his back, starting to sit up.

"Greeting child," The Deep Black Pokémon greeted. "Please forgive my abrupt summons."

The boy jolted at the slightly deep voice, turning around and saw the dark-scaled draconic Pokémon. He screamed and tried to run, only to be grabbed hold of before he could tumble over the edge of the nearby cliff.

"That would've been a nasty fall, you know." Zekrom said, stepping away from the cliff. He then brought the boy up to in front of him. "Please forgive my menacing appearance; I'm actually a rather gentle Pokémon. You're in no danger with me, so don't fear me."

The boy looked at the Zekrom with a bit of fear, but something was having him slowly calm down. He looked at the baseball-like hands that held him, each of them having only three claws for each. His gaze looked back up at the deep-red eyes of the Pokémon holding him.

"C-can you...put me down...please...?" he asked the Zekrom.

The Zekrom simply complied, placing the boy on the ground. "What is your name, boy?"

"T...Tommy..." the boy stuttered out.”Where am I...?" he asked after.

"Well, Tommy, this is a world that exists between your world and mine. I, Zekrom, Dragon of Ideals, brought you here, hoping to make you my little brother."

"A b-brother...?" Tommy questioned.

"Yes, your world is no longer ideal, and with the loss of your family, I saw you were overcome by grief and sorrow, I wanted to end such despair, and so, would you be my little brother?" Zekrom explained.

Tommy wasn't sure on how to answer. He didn't know what was going to happen to him should he accept, but he didn't want to go back to the orphanage either. He did want to have a form of family again, and seeing that the Zekrom was offering to fill the role of that, it seemed that it was the more tempting offer.

With a weak swallow to gather himself, he nodded to answer the offer.

With a smile, Zekrom gathered electricity into a sphere, which he offered to Tommy. "A gift. Take the sphere, and your fear and sorrow with be no more."

The boy took a step back, seeing some small bolts of electricity jump from the sphere. "Won't that shock me?" he questioned, a hint of fear in his voice.

"Nope, the only thing it'll zap is your sadness and fears." Zekrom clarified.

Tommy weakly nodded, trying to gather himself as he slowly walked up to the Zekrom, reaching out to the orb. His hair was standing up slightly from the static surrounding the sphere, not bothering to pat it back down.

As he reached for the orb, the electricity in the orb reached out to him, coiling around his body, though not harming him. His skin began turning as black as a piece of coal, his body grew to about half Zekrom's size.

Various creases and 'seams' formed on his torso, his skin seeming to harden to be like natural armor. It didn't sting him, rather being a bit ticklish in spots. His feet shifted as he looked down, seeing a couple of his toes merging together as they slowly shrank. They soon became somewhat like nubs on his feet, feeling a spike grow from the rear of his heels.

His legs were next to follow, swelling with powerful muscles at the skin hardened to skin-bound armor. A meep came from him as he felt his legs form a new joint, thankfully painless but made him drop a small bit in height as the knees grew a form of cap onto them.

Soon, Tommy could feel something new growing, his new tail, which easily resembled an electronic turbine. He watched as it grew and spread out, several rings of a glass-like material forming and showing the inside of it.

The Chest was next, growing in muscle and strength, Tommy winched with discomfort growing his shoulders. Soon a pair of powerful wings grew from behind his shoulders. Seeing these new wings gave Tommy a sense of freedom, the thought of being able to fly made him look forward to the completion of this transformation.

The feelings spread up his neck, making him withhold giggles from the tickling. His head started to shift as the skull altered, becoming slightly more draconic as his hair withdrew into his head. The top of his head pulled out behind him, forming a zigzag like pattern that was tipped with a bit of a light-blue segment.

Lastly, his Arms, they quickly built up in muscle, a point pulling out from his elbows slightly as his hands began shifting and morph. A couple of his fingers on each hand fused together, slowly shifting to be like thick, hooked claws. The tops of his hands spread out, the pattern similar to a baseball glove, a form of membrane between each 'finger' of them to complete the look.

As of that moment, Tommy was a young Zekrom; the only part of him that was human left was his eyes. Tommy could feel his newfound strength and power surging through his new body, the tail glowing faintly as a form of electric-blue glow surrounded him.

The bigger Zekrom picked up his new little brother, and gave him a loving hug. "Welcome to your new life, Tommy."

The smaller Zekrom laughed from the hug, returning it happily. "Thank you, brother."

The older brother Zekrom stepped back, carrying his new brother, letting another Pokémon have their turn on finding a child.

~~~

Mewtwo was the next to approach the cliff. The almighty Psychic Pokémon watched as the dozens of windows into the other world opened, allowing him to look for the perfect human to be his child.

It wasn't fair for him. He never asked to be born into his family. Whether his fate just played a bad hand or it was out to get him, Zach simply wanted it all to end.

The moonlight shined brightly into his bedroom, reflecting off of nearly every object in his room. A cool breeze being emitted from the outside was gently blowing into the room, making small Goosebumps rise from Zach's skin. He was simply sitting up on his bed, staring off into the outside world, or at least what he could see from the small window. Zach couldn't even comprehend a single thought, not after what had happened a few hours ago. It was the final line for him. He has managed to deal with it for many years of his life, but his fuse was never fully lit until now. He was simply tired of it all. All of the reasonless abuse and torment he had received ever since he was young. Zach was surprised that their actions hadn't led him into committing suicide. He simply believed that there was some kind of force driving him away from ending his own life, as if he had an important purpose outside of his awful own life.

The only thing he has never been able to figure out is what exactly that purpose is. It was a thing that, to Zach, seemed like a mission forever shrouded by mystery and unknowing. The only thing certain to him was that it did exist and that it was keeping him going.

Watching the boy through the window, Mewtwo was impressed. "You’re a special boy, your strength of heart, unwavering faith, and amazing will to go on are remarkable. You're the perfect child for me. I choose you." Mewtwo smirked as the gate opened, he watched as the magic of the gate extracted the boy from the human world, and brought before him.

The first thing Zach noticed was that he his face was buried in a pile of rocks. Grunting, he pushed himself up without hesitation and was immediately shocked by his surroundings. Everything seemed so in... Tranquility. The sky was a brilliant color of blue, not like the faded and hazy blue sky like one would normally see. It was cleared of all pollution and chemicals. The air that was being sent into his lungs seemed rich with pure and clean oxygen, a feeling he had never once felt in his life before. The sun was shining brightly down upon Zach, warming him from his bone chilling room, making him feel more alive and well than ever before. However, he still felt wierded out by the new environment. Everything seemed too... perfect.

In the distance, Zach could see a thick, luscious forest across the rocky plain he was standing upon. Curiously, Zach turned around and suddenly gasped at what he saw. A cliff leading into clouds was staring up at him. Out of shock, he bounced away from it and retreated several feet away from the edge of the cliff. Zach knew that wherever he was, it was very high up. He paused for a moment, his mind still tinkering and comprehending his new surroundings. It was simply breathtaking. Magnificent; a spectacle to any eye in the world.

"Um, you gonna stop pushing your back against my chest?" a voice said behind him. "Because it's rather uncomfortable for me."

Zach gasped sharply as he fell forward into the rocks. Moaning, he turned around to find out who was talking to him. Zach's eyes widened when he saw the figure looking down at him, its body blackened out by the sun shining onto it. It looked both feline and human in structure, with a sleek body and a large tail pointed upwards, the tip of it almost surpassing its head in height. He could make out its large purple eyes gazing into his own eyes, seemingly stabbing his very soul. "Who are you?" Zach asked in shock.

"I am Mewtwo, Surely a boy like you know of my from the game Pokémon." The Mewtwo answer, getting the boy back onto his feet, and dusting the dirt off his clothes. "Now then, to return the introduction, what is your name?"

"Um...Zach..." Zach barely even managed to produce words, for he was still in too much shock from realizing who he was talking to.

"I've seen that look before, No this is no dream, I'm very, very, real. Allow to explain, Pokémon did indeed begin as a video game, but as human imagination grew, we grew with it. Then, upon the creation of Pokémon Mystery Dungeon, our world, the Pokémon World, was born, and Pokémon became very real, since then, we've lived side by side with Earth, watching over your world." The Psychic type explained.

"So wait, it's sort of like an alternate universe to the human one? How is that even possible?" Zach asked.

"Who knows, but one thing is certain, your world has become corrupt beyond, it's on a course towards an inevitable doom, but for you there is hope. You are one of the handfuls of humans that are still good, untouched by the corruption." Mewtwo explained further.

"I... How did..." Zach was at a loss of words for a moment before finally replying. "It's a living hell. I don't understand why I have to endure the torture of it."

"No more, I’ve taken you from your world and brought you here to a special world between our two worlds, in the hopes of making you my son." Mewtwo finished.

"Son? I already have a father... even though he's a horrible man..." Zach stopped. He realized that this is what kept him from committing suicide. The fact that he did have a purpose in his life, even if it was outside of his own world. Upon the realization, tears began to form in his eyes. "I... I don't know what to say..."

"A simple yes or no to my offer will suffice."

"I..." Zach paused. "...yes. I'll do it! Please! Save me from my awful life!"

Mewtwo smiled gratefully in response, "thank you Zach, Thank you so much. Now here." Mewtwo offered Zach a Poffin. "Eat this."

Zach retrieved the Poffin and examined it. "What will this do?"

"It will grant you full status as my son, you'll see." Mewtwo replied.

Slightly hesitantly, Zach slowly consumed the Poffin, not even paying attention to its taste.

Zach Began to moan as his stomach felt queasy, his skin began to take on a pearl white color, though his belly was turning purple instead. "What then?" he said.

"Don't be afraid, it will be okay, I promise." the Mewtwo assured.

Zach watched as his arms began to lose muscle, becoming thinning and weaker looking, though he didn't feel weaker. In fact, he felt stronger than ever before. A strange energy was being rushed through every vein and artery in his body, making him feel very powerful. While more power was being rushed through him, Zach held out his hands as they began to shift and change. His fingers fused together to form three digits, the other two now forever gone. Once his fingers were fully fused and formed, the tips of them became soft and rounded, bearing a striking resemblance to Mewtwo's.

Looking at his new arms and hands, Zach actually felt happy about what was happening, he could tell he was discard his human life completely, in favor of a much better life, as a Mewtwo. He felt his chest shrink a little as a sort of chest plate formed on his body. Then He felt something growing behind him, turning allowed him to watch in joy as a brand new tail grew out, Purple like his belly, and quite strong looking.

Grinning, Zach felt the energy rush into his legs and feet, causing them to change right away. Looking down, he could see his upper legs bulging out as the bones and muscles within them expanded, filling the limbs with both physical and mental strength. His knees became still as his feet began to grow longer. His toes fused into two toes and spaced apart from each other to the sides of his feet with a third toe forming on the back inner sides of his feet. From the neck down he was fully identical to Mewtwo. All that was left was his head, which he knew would be changing any second now.

"How does your body feel so far, Zach?" Mewtwo asked, helping his almost-son sit down.

"It feels like I've been reborn." Zach replied in joy.

Mewtwo smiled, "now then, a few things to let you know before you're completely a Mewtwo, First, You'll be keeping your human Mind and memories."

"I want to forget the past, though. It's brought nothing but misery to me." Zach stated.

"Memories and be removed after you're a Mewtwo, okay now, the second thing is that you're picking your clothes as well." Mewtwo used a bit of psychic power mix with some magic to restore Zach's clothes and adjust them to his new body.

"Clothes don't really feel right on Pokémon..."

"Well some of us do, though they're more like this." Mewtwo then converted the clothes into a cool looking scarf around Zack's neck. "That better?"

Zach ran his hands through the scarf. "Much better."

"Good, and three, I've decided you deserve to keep your hair." Mewtwo said, ruffling Zack's hair.

"I'm not sure. I want to eradicate as much as my human self as possible. And besides, a Mewtwo with hair just doesn't fit in my mind right."

"Well if you say so."

The transformation began to finish up as Zach's neck seemed to split, his neck ended up a little thin, while the rest moved around a little, becoming Zach's new Tube. Zach watched his hair fall out as his head began to shift. His ears shifted and changed into what looked a pair of horns, and his face pushed out into a small muzzle. And this that, Zach was now a young Mewtwo.

"How do you feel, my new son?" Mewtwo asked, happy to have his own child.

"I feel great, father!" The young Mewtwo replied to his father happily.

"DO you remember your name?"

"Wasn't it Zach?"

"Yes it was, are you happy to be a Mewtwo now, Zach?"

"Of course I am! I wouldn't want it any other way."

"That's good to hear, Come on, let's step aside for the next Pokémon, and I can teach you how to be a Mewtwo." The Now Father Mewtwo suggested.

"That'd be wonderful!" Zach exclaimed.

The Two Mewtwo stood away from the away, and Zach's new father began teaching him the basics.

~~~

Next to approach was Rayquaza, the Dragon watched as the windows opened again. The rather young Rayquaza looked at the windows one by one, searching for an Ideal brother.

Eventually one of the windows showed a teenage boy, around 17-18 years of age, stuck in a tussle with some thugs over food.

"Not good, those thugs have guns. I choose him!" The gate opened, and the boy was extracted from the human world, and brought before the young Dragon Pokémon.

The boy blinked, stunned. "Ok... where the HECK am I?!?" He looked around rapidly, and soon locked eyes with his "savior" - and promptly fainted.

"Typical, he faints from surprise." the Rayquaza said, swiftly coiling up the human body, and waits for him to wake up.

The teen slowly came too... and saw the dragon staring him in the face. "OHMYGAWSHWHATTHEHECKISGOINGONHEREIHAVENOIDEA-"

"Calm down, I'm a friend, I promise." the Rayquaza assured.

The boy panted rapidly. "You...sure?"

"I promise, I'm no danger to you, I’m a nice Pokémon, I mean it." Rayquaza explained.

"Pokémon? What's that?"

Rayquaza sighed, and calmly explained the basics of Pokémon, "Now do you understand?"

"Y-yeah... so you're taking me to your own realm?"

"If that's okay with you, though I sense there is someone special you have in the human world, your parents, right?"

"YES. I do NOT want them left behind... but... well..."

Rayquaza smiled and opened a window showing said parent, "teach this window, and your Parent will come with you to the Pokémon World."

The boy slowly nods and touched the window.

"There they'll join us soon, so what's your name?"

"Henry..."

"So then Henry, will you be my brother please? Your parents can be my parents too."

"S-sure..." Henry relaxed and prepared for the inevitable. "Go ahead; turn me into a Pokémon..."

"Okay, hold still." Rayquaza uncoiled Henry, and offered him a berry, "this will trigger your transformation, and it's yummy too."

Henry nods. "Oh, by the way, will this fix any dietary issues I may have?" He asks as he downs the berry.

"Nope, other than three times the appetite." Rayquaza answered.

"OK... so I'll still have to stay on a wheat-free diet?" Henry asked as his skin began turning green.

"If you decide on that." The dragon answered.

"It's not a matter of choice... I've got Celiac... if I eat gluten, the lining of my intestines turns into jell-o... err, gel. I hoped the changes would cure me, but eh, I’ll live," he said as his legs slowly vanished.

"It will. Your Transformation will indeed cure you of all illnesses."

Henry jumped for joy - and stayed in the air as his tail grew out. "I-I'm flying!"

"Yep, a Rayquaza can naturally fly, so it's no surprise."

"I've never flown before in my whole LIFE - well, under my own power, but STILL!" Henry whooped as he coiled thru the air, tail reaching full length as he gained his fins and markings, arms shrinking some.

"Relax, you're still changing, I don't want my big brother getting hurt."

Henry giggled some. "Hey, this is a first for me! Let me live it up!" he said as he went from 5 fingers to 3 claws as his neck and torso grew out.

"You can live it up all want as a Rayquaza, but for now save your energy so you can cut loose."

"Fine, fine..." Henry finally relented as his face began to stretch out. "Well... this feels weird..."

"NOW, you're a full Rayquaza now, you can cut loose."

"Wait... waits..." Henry's new horns appear, as his muzzle fully develops and eyes become piercing yellow slits. "There we go!"

"Oh wait one more thing."

"What?"

"Your parents are now floating behind you."

Henry looked behind him... and saw two larger Rayquaza, one Shiny, one not. "M-Mom? Dad?"

The two larger dragons nodded. "So this is your new brother." his father said.

"Y-yeah..." Henry sobbed a bit.

Henry's mother and father brought both little dragons into a group hug.

Henry was very happy. "S-so we're heading to our new home now?"

"Soon, but first we need to stay of the out the way so the last Pokémon can get their kid." the little brother said.

Henry nodded. "Alright... say, think you can show us around our new world later?"

"Sure." the little Rayquaza said as they all floated aside.

~~~

The Final Pokémon to step forward was...