"I'm not a Pokemon!" both of the brothers replied to the other in synch.
"Yes you are!" Zach insisted, apart from his brother. There was this black thing in the bottom middle of his line of sight. Attempting to knock it off his face, he swatted his hand at it, filling his face with pain. The black thing was his nose. He looked down at the hand that hit it; it was a small black paw. "Wait, I am too!" Zach exclaimed as the realization hit him.
He looked back up to his brother who was gazing at his own new body in awe. His brother now looked like wolf or fox human hybrid, with a long flowing mane of hair in a ponytail. He had dark blood red claws that must of been sharp. "What am I?" Damon asked aloud.
Zach figured it was more of a rhetorical question, but he answered anyways. "You look like that dark typed pokemon from the... the... Unova region. What was his name? Uh... Zoraky!"
Damon rolled his eyes. "Its called a Zoroark.... I am a Zoroark!" Damon then leaned in closer and gave Zach a good look over. "And you're a Zorua." Damon smirked. "Makes since, I'm older and stronger so I should be the evolved form."
"That's not fair!" Zach complained.
Damon ignored his brother and seemed to be lost in thought. "But... how did we become pokemon?"
"I can explain!" a cheerful voice exclaimed.
"Where is the voice coming from?" Zach asked. He took a couple of steps closer to his brother.
Damon stood up on his two legs, searching around their camping area for a threat. "Show yourself!" Damon growled.
"No need to get testy!" the childish voice said again. Suddenly, a pink flying pokemon materialized in front of them.
"Whose that Pokemon!?" Damon exclaimed. Zach shook his head, having no idea either.
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