That night was miserable for Jackson, he had just left his best friends house in a storm of rage, not to mention in some odd reverse of luck the rain was coming down in a massive downpour.  You see our dear Jackson here had just learned his friend was still into little kid's stuff, like that old show from Japan or something called pokemon or some nonsense like that.  Not only that but also that he had tried to get Jackson to do something wierd, put on some sort of strange pendant with that circle thing used to catch those little critters in those games.  Bieng 16, but still a kid at heart really took this odd; the situation..well it's his best friend what's he gonna do really?  Jackson was just bewildered his best bud would still like that junk it came out around when he was in third grade.  Everyone picked up and left off on it now and then but at 6th grade it was honestly over, just got boring.  Still wondering why he left in that sudden rage was...confusing....really...but Jackson finally stopped when he found a huge tree out there in the woods.  Jackson fell to his back on the tree and slid down to sit around for a while, before he finally looked round his neck and there that stupid pendant was!  To much so out of breath to really care he just sit there panting, ribs and chest, sore from exhaustiong.  Now for Jackson's next complication, aside from finding his friend's dark secret, running for who knows how far, and the extreme rain...he didn't have the slightest idea where he was....

	"Well....intresting predicament I'm in now...."-Jackson grunted out as he ease his head onto the back of the tree, suddenly seeming to be overcome with waves of somewhat dizziness with a rythmic pattern matching the soft red glow of that pendant....Before to long Jackson had been out cold snoozin away under the canopy of the large thick oak tree.  Laying there in the infidel that was a magic slumber, his body vaugley started to fade into the tree in which he lay on, slipping through some odd dimension into another mirrored world...this one....much more intresting.  It was like a chirping of something saying 'Starly'...or was it like Pidgey?  Kind of rubbing his eyes somewhat he leaned foward and looked around...small to large creatures were around him as he shrieked a terrible horrifying screech in terror at what these strange biengs were!  Scrambling to his feet, Jackson looked about back and forth at these things, as they pondered him just as curiously.  A small spider like one drooped down from a tree and poked his shoulder, screaming at that as well he fell back into a pack of wolf like biengs to as they snarled he just lay there scared as could be...

				*A week later.............*

	Jackson patted the growlithe on the head as he finished with his camp, true he finally figured out that he somehow was transported to another world...where pokemon were real somehow.  But it didn't matter anymore, he felt so much happier here than anywhere else.  Yet to Jackson's more sad realization he was leaving behind everything that he had held dear to him back on Earth, and he was apparently in a time before people and pokemon worked togther, or he was in a lush forest somewhere.  Either or, he felt great, he had remebered almost all the names of them, and what the berries were like in the games and which were safe for him to eat.  Yet though he did need to find a way to get medicine....  From the day he got here, Jackson got a nasty bite from a Mightyena, not to mention a couple of deeper scratches from their claws.  At any given rate, he was here now, and didn't really care to much to ever leave again.  Though he needed to find herbs and berries to make a cleaning medicine, or that...what was it?  Chansey?  Yes that was it, one of those could help him...or another person if he found one.  

	Jackson was pretty content with his own little make shift building, the pokemon were fantastic about helping him build that shed, and finding things for inside, like these enormous tree leaves for bedding and the Ariados silk for a bedding.  So on and so forth anyway, but as before Jackson needed some help, but didn't know what to do.  He had made a set of bandages, but they'd been feeling tight and he couldn't find anymore to replace those he made, so a little dirt hopefully wouldn't infect the wound.  Still the itching feeling worried him a bit, and amoung other things, in the few days that had passed he had felt like his senses had been increased substantially somehow.  He could see farther with a sharper tone to his eyes, he could hear farther away, and smell things coming from a good sized distance away.  Not only to mention that, but too was that the pendant around his neck wasn't that pokeball shape anymore, looked oddly similar to a mightyena.  From seeing things on tv and reading things on the internet Jackson felt that he knew what could be happening, or at least that it was all in his head and he was imagining it....but still....  

	Thinking about it now...how he managed to accept all this like a reality was beyond him.  Jackson still enjoyed it here though, speaking of which he listened to the world around him.  Where he was from you'd be lucky to think straight for around five minutes.  So the calm was quite welcome.  Rubbing his injury once again, he decided; he needed to find people or medicine, and sitting around wasn't helping in any way at all.  Gathering several items, and some food rations he decided to head on out to the woods and look for aide.  As Jackson was leaving the small shack he had, and starting in which way he thought was north, he started his quaint journey on.  A few hours had gone on and seeming to get more into the forest, the more strange Jackson felt.  Almost as if something was happening to him physically, with quirks and pulls all over himself he had to just nudge it off and keep moving foward it may be the only thing to do.  Still unaware of his changes Jackson did indeed keep moving on, but little did he know that wasn't any ordinary bite he recieved....

	Through the foliage, over the jagged rocks here and there, then down the sloped hill, Jackson was getting exhausted from all this.  But he was handling all his situations with ease.  That painful itch was nulled down to a vauge tingle as his pores started to let out a sprout of gray fur over his left forearm it growing slowly like a disease killing off a patient, slowly, and effectively the fur contiued to spread.  Jackson fell now as he was hopping over a log, his eyes just went blank on him!  He yelled hitting the ground below, reforming to swift and new design all of the white in his eyes becoming yellow, his pupil black, and his steely green eyes into a vicious red as he started to regain his vision slowly.  Slightly scared and taking his hands and rubbing in his eyes to finally get focus back...things seemed sharper..like his vision increased again, but that couldn't be right...  Jackson just got up again and left down what he thought was a trail he picked up from a good distance away.  Traveling down this path, apprently to the heart of the forest, more things started to happen, Jackson's ears were burning up, he was burning up for all that it mattered!  Yet..slowly Jackson's ears were merely moving to the tip of his head at an extremely sharp trianlge point.  Jackson's hair was next on the line for subtle changes, as it became a dense gray color in the front, and toward the back elongating like a mullet down in black. 

				*After two more days of wandering through this dark lush forest....*

	Jackson fell upon the tree....so weak....so strange....so confusing to.....  His hands up to his elbows and toes to his elbows were covered in the strange feeling just like all over as well.  He had to scream, he didn't know what was going on...he thought the gray fur that was on him was enough...but NO!  This had to keep on going.  His necklace was still glowing more and more still.  Jackson snarled under his partial muzzle, his teeth still lengthening and sharpening still...his bare front of his chest enflamed in the gray fur, long sleek black now taking its rightful place on him.  Jackson's arms and legs hurt those black goo things he ate....lurched out and clung to him like this.  He could errily feel them digging down into his skin and burning straight into his pores.  The feeling soon subsided as he took his hands over the black fur that he pulled at lightly feeling pain now that it as there....  His inner ears black as well, and his tail had just started to develop yesterday, it was actually almost at its full length by now as well.  Jackson could now feel that of his claws pushing through his fingertips, white and extra sharp, as his middle and index fingers pulled together becoming one on his semi shrinking hands.  His feet did the same becoming three toes instead of just one as Jackson fell into the pond he came upon yesterday as well.  

	Those last two days...jeez...one thing after the other.  He had finally realized that the things here were changing him into a mightyena, much like the one that bit him on the first day.  He had found an enormously odd tree that lay over this pond he technically waded in right now...and he was guessing at how steady the changes were going, by tommorow he'd be fully transformed.  Jackson had tried to yell for some pokemon to help him, or anyone to help him, but it only game out as growls and himself saying "Mightyena!" time and time again.  Also to denote, some odd berries he had found clung to him making this happen to him, well the black fur part.  It was almost as if this place turned anything non pokemon into one.  As of that previous day that he had figured most of this out, he had seen what looked like a humanoid Ursaring somewhere along the line...  But disregarding that, and for some reason to no suprise to him, the night was coming of fast.  Jackson's bones all just started to become different shapes, and he could feel his strength increasing sure, but his size was decreasing a bit as well.  

	Rolling in the water to try to get up, Jackson's clothes felt all but tight as they fell off easily, he felt a tiny tingle of what the fur felt like under his eyes.  Two upsidedown red triangles formed there now.  Jackson could also feel his eyebrows turn into fur and move up over the gray fur on his head, then curling after bypassing his hears to meet up with the back of his old hair on his back that was fur now as well.  He lay on his back staring up at the moon of this world...he found it quite appealing....  Then he started to panic and try to get up to run back into the darkness or shade of something.  He recalled that this moon sped the changes up near twice the speed...  That's why he wasn't changing so much right after the bite, he had made a dark shelter, and the moon hadn't been full either.  Squirming to get up the sand of around the pond held him in place like a suction, Jackson only managed to roll over.  Jackson's back started to glow black as the remains of that necklace began fading away, no need for it anymore...  Almost as if someone through a scragly blanket over his back, Jackson, in reality, grew the black back fur all over.  It long and more loose hanging off of the sides of his legs.  Now then, his structure started to go into a candid canine position.  Flooded....run...ea...instinct began to force its way into Jackson's head and pound, pound, beat and thrash its way to permanent memory.  

	What was happening he began to scream in his head....Nothing to worry about something answered.  But this isn't natural he yelled at it in his head but it doesn't matter, you don't need your old thoughts, to get on here you need these it tells him... It essentially made a vicious lunge to take over his mind as Jackson was erased entirley, a new Mightyena took over.  Simple as that, back in his real world though, it was near if he didn't exist anymore.  His tail swayed as it was done transforming, and all the new mightyena could do was howl at the moon, as more mightyena and other dark type nocturnal pokemon leapt from the bushes to greet him as a new pokemon into the world...

-end

Story (c) Weredingo
do not post anywhre without my permission or addressing that I made this story entirley
pokemon (c) to original owners