The sun rose high over Johto to greet the world full of Pokemon, humans and Pokemorphs. Everyone seemed to be up early that morning, even the most lazy of people. Well, all except for the Snorlax that lived in the area. The sky was bright and blue by the time the rays of the sun penetrated the leaves that covered a cute little face. She had fallen asleep under some bushes the previous night to keep out of sight of those odd night trainers. Stretching, her brown paws popped out of the bushes and her thin black tail tipped with a big yellow lightning bolt swished around for a moment before she got on her knees and crawled out of her hiding spot. Standing up fully, the Raichu morph was just about five feet, six inches tall. Her slender body was covered in leaves, which she quickly dusted off. She hated it when her fur got all icky. Well, it was time to get a move on!
Raichu slowly made her way towards Goldenrod City. She had been hiding out in the National Park since trainers didn't usually hang around there at night. The morph was careful to avoid eyesight when possible. It was rare to see a Pokemorph out in the day unless it was a captured one that was paraded around as a pet. Her curly tipped ears pinned back when she heard someone else rustling around in the bushes. Who else would be here in the bushes? A small spark of electricity came from her yellow cheeks as she tried to see who might be there.
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The trainer left for his first day of becoming a pokemon master, though his mother and father were sorely against it. He wanted so bad to become the greatest that he paid them no mind when he left. But because of that, he left without a pokemon to even protect himself from the wilder ones around the area. He was too scared to even attempt a capture on any pokemon. He brought his bag from around his shoulder, looking at the contents of it. He had three normal pokeballs, two master balls, and one morph ball. The morph ball was the rarest of all the balls to catch the rarest of pokemon - the pokemorph. It was a pokemon that had the shape of a human - male or female. He sighed to himself, thinking why did he spend so much money on that damn ball and he was never going to see one. Their fucking rare and he's a newb. His head snapped to the left of him when he heard a sound on the other side of the bushes. Hitting the ground quickly and quietly, he crawled over to the bush, looking through the few leaves that blocked his face. Tariyami cursed his bag silently to himself as he watched the Raichu study the area. It seemed to be a female and a shockingly fine one too. Slowly pulling some pokefood from his fallen bag, he throws it out from the bushes hoping the pokemorph would just go for the free food and not explore where the food came from. He rolled from the spot he was in, trying to relocate himself without the Raichu noticing, which way he rolled. He reached in his bag, pulling out his morph ball, placing it behind his back, waiting for his chance to either use it or show himself to her.<|im_end|>