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Brutal
-A Pokémon TF story by KP-

     Ryan was an aggressive trainer. He took things too seriously, focusing on making himself stronger and winning over everything else; sometimes including the safety of himself, his Pokémon, and others. He would basically enrage over any loss, using any excuse besides his own skill to blame his failure.

This aggressive lifestyle he followed came to a boiling point one day, when he fought a certain trainer. This trainer was by all means his foil. Where he yelled at his Pokémon for failing, she comforted and encouraged them. Where he yelled at her for 'cheating', she calmly told him how much fun she was having. He was sick of her, and couldn't wait to see her face when he defeated her and took his prize.

This was what would have happened, had she not suddenly turned the match around with her Froslass. It moved elegantly around all of his dragon type's attacks, one hitting 5 of his strongest Pokémon, leaving only his Zweilous standing.

"Zweilous, you better win this!" Ryan yelled, face red from anger.

"You really should calm down, buddy. Froslass, finish this quickly!" She said, the same happy-go-lucky smile on her face as it was on the beginning of the battle. Her Froslass said its name, before striking at the 2-headed dragon with a powerful Blizzard. The Zweilous was struck powerfully, sent flying back and crashing into his hotheaded trainer. Ryan fell back, the wind knocked out of him, his passed out and abused dragon type fainted on top of him.

The female trainer gave a sigh of relief, hugging her Froslass before putting her back into her ball. "You did well, Froslass! We won another round together!" She said with a happy grin on her face. She walked over to Ryan, who was still dazed. "Hey, it was a fun battle! But you really should cool down a bit..." She said, offering a hand to Ryan to help him up.

Ryan glared at the girl with all of his rage, slapping the hand away and moving the fainted dragon off of him enough to get up. He was about to tell the girl off, but all that came out was a growl.

The girl raised an eyebrow, and then shrugged, dusting herself off. "Well, see you around, then."

Ryan stared as the girl just walked, or more like skipped, away, as if she didn't just humiliate him with that sweep. He growled again, not noticing as his eyes turned black, pupils turning a fuchsia color. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He glared down at himself, frustrated, about to tell his failure of a dragon off for disappointing him, but didn't see the Zweilous anywhere.

He just shook his head. Why did he care where that Pokémon went? It's not like it ever did anything for him. It was weak, and refused to evolve when his master needed him. All of his Pokémon were useless just like him. Always disappointing him... yes...

His backpack, strangely, had also disappeared, not that he noticed as he continuously growled and yelled at no one in particular. In his rage, he hadn't noticed his legs losing their form and shrinking, and 6 black wings grew out of his back. He hadn't noticed as the same black fur-like texture grew over the entire top half of his body, above his belly, which slowly pushed out of his shirt, rounding out. All that was left of his legs were his feet, which lost their soles and were practically useless.

He was too angry to notice this, as well as the fact that he instinctually began flying a few feet above the ground with his new wings. He gave off a roar of some kind, his face pushing out into a snout, being covered in blue scales. His teeth retracted, leaving only 4 mighty fangs. His neck elongated, covered in that black fur, which ended in a flower-like fuchsia collar at the end of his face. The human was hardly recognizable as one.

The trainer known as Ryan was barely conscious of his new form, being overcome by the dark, dragon energies flowing through him, bonding and strengthening his anger and rage. His hands became covered by blue scales, before melding and changing shape all together. As they grew pitch black eyes and fangs, it became clear that they were 2 new heads on the beast that was once Ryan. Blue scales covered the rest of the beast, except for 2 overall-like stripes down his abdomen.

The beast gave off another roar, letting out a dragon pulse which destroyed a tree nearby. His transformation was nearly complete, but in his blind rage he didn't even know that. The dragon's tail finally grew out; blue, with another fuchsia strip running down the bottom, ending in a black furred tuft.

The new Hydreigon examined its surroundings, growling in its continuous rage. It was hungry too, fueling its rage and want for destruction.

............

The female trainer walked down the path, giving a yawn. That was a pretty intense fight, and she needed to get back to the center to give her Pokémon some much needed rest. She yelped as she nearly tripped on something in the path. It was a backpack, with 6 pokéballs nesting on top of it. Something seemed familiar about the bag, but she couldn't quite place it. Either way, it looked like these Pokémon were left behind! She grabbed the bag, put the pokéballs inside, and ran to the center, unknowing that the contents of said bag belonged to what was now a rampaging dragon.

-END-
First Pokemon TF story, second submission here!

Anyway, I think Hydreigon should be used more cause they look so cool. Heck, more Gen V pokemon in general need to be used more, I think!

So yeah, comments and critique will be noted/appreciated.
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KingDraconis's avatar

Aw man, this deserves a sequel it's so good. I really wanna know what happens next.