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(Not anywhere near your/my character(s), since they're in an abandoned part of town and Macey wouldn't live there.)

Crysia pondered her life as a Gijinka-human breed, and remembered one of her friends that had been a Gijinka. There was that one time that her friend had transformed into his Drifloon Gijinka in front of her mother. Her mother called the cops when she saw him and didn't recognize him, refusing to listen to Crysia. He died that night. Crysia thought, fingering the thing around her neck. It wasn't a necklace; that thing was a reminder to her that the world wasn't all rainbows and happiness. It was a dark brown string that her precious friend, Marcus, had owned. She had pierced a bullet--the same one that killed Marcus--in the center and it was now hanging on the thread. Crysia fiddled with the bullet, hearing the loud rain patter against the concrete as she had her eyes closed.
Wait a minute. It's not raining. Her eyes opened, but she saw no movement except for the flickers of the dim street lights flashing on the cracked road. She heard the patters again, and turned behind her to see the a merchant shop that had toys scatter across the window, uneven and disorganized. They toys were broken, strange, and they almost seemed... lost. That's my life. She thought bitterly, hugging her knees to her chest as she observed the strange toys.

Her eyes settled on a large toy that had a pale face (so pale, in fact, that she could see its 'veins') and one eye. That one eyes seemed fake, as it almost has absolutely no color. The toy had light green hair and a plant sprouting on top of its head, and Crysia realized it resembled a Gijinka. Her hands frailly touched the board that covered the crack in the window, and with her strength she easily pried it open (it wasn't very firm, anyways). Her hand prodded the strange Gijinka toy, and it moved to the side with a groan.
Crysia gasped for air, her heart thumping as it jerked to life. Zombie! Oh, crap! She thought, and felt the world grow shorter. The weight on her feet lightened, and her hair seemed longer and wavier. She hovered across the sidewalk, her bare feet swinging in the wind. Her energy seemed to drain each second. She looked down, to see her now wavy hair dip-dyed dark crimson. I'm in Gijinka form. She thought, and looked up towards the zombie with a newly-found confidence.
Never before was she able to maintain her Gijinka form while breathing so easily, nor did she ever feel good about it. Her hands lifted, pointing towards the Gijinka as if holding something to give to it. A dark, ghostly ball lunged towards it, and so did Crysia's energy. The Gijinka dissolved into an arranged of broken pieces, and Crysia fell to the ground on her knees, gasping for air. She felt so weak. Crysia must of let out a scream from feeling something so confusing, because she heard it in an echo.

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Bellatrix sat up, deciding to investigate the contents of her bag. She tipped it to its side, a laptop and charger tumbling out onto her lap. Curiosity flooded her mind as she plugged the computer into a wall socket, booting up the computer. A login screen appeared just as Bellatrix sat down on the bed.

[Password: > _ ]

Bellatrix racked her mind for the password, disappointment dampening her excitement. With a large sigh, she thumped down on her keyboard, accidentally hitting the enter key with her elbow. The computer dinged as Bellatrix lifted her face off of the keyboard.

[Welcome back Bellatrix!]

She sat up in surprise, opening an internet browser. She had no idea what to do, so she just pulled up her recent browsing history, waiting patiently for the webpage to load. It was a miracle the internet was still up in the first place, so she didn't mind that things loaded a little slow. Bellatrix clicked the page at the top of the list, which seemed to be a chatroom/forum type of site. The page gave a little ping as it sent her to an open chatroom.



Bellatrix sighed and closed her laptop, packing it back into her bag. If she couldn't even remember who she was, how was she going to survive? What was she going to do?

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clover's ear's perked up and she looked down in the ally way, seeing the small fight going on.
once she seen the fighting stopped, she climbed down the lighted side of the building she was on and went back into her normal form.
''hey, i seen the fight from up there! you alright?'' she called over to crysia.
clover kept one hand over her gun holster and walked over.

brandon looked over his shoulder and perked his ear's up, running over to the edge of the building to see what was going on down the street.
he sen that clover was going over to another gijinka and sighed.
''of course...'' he grumbled, leaping down off the building.
he went back to his normal form and sheathed his dagger's.

Crysia's eyes squinted, the blurry figures that were dashing around her hurt her mind. Her heart pounded wildly, and as she meant to speak her voice faltered and she couldn't bring herself up to it. Crysia's limbs hurt. It was as if every single part of her had failed, and sagged uselessly inside her like an empty shell.
She weakly grabbed for her dagger, holding the weight up with tons of effort. She pointed it towards the girl above her. As her vision slightly cleared, she was it was a human and dropped her dagger, and it clinked on the hard floor. "Human." She murmured, and then passed out.

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clover quickly dashed over and caught her.
''too much power used...'' she noticed, sighing slightly as she picked the girl's dagger up and crysia as well.
brandon came running and skidded to a stop.
''we need to get her to a safer place...'' he muttered, helping clover with crysia.
''the bunker, that's the only place we have that's safe'' clover said.
they both nodded in agreement and started carrying crysia back to their bunker.

Hunger.
Bellatrix cried out as pain shot through her. It was so sudden it was like nothing had happened. She needed to eat something. She winced as she dug through her bag, looking for any food. Her frantic searching was useless though, as there was no food in her bag. She shoved everything back in her bag and slid it on her back, weakly stumbling over to the door. Her tail curled around her left leg as she shuffled out of the hallway, down the steps, and out of the building, not bothering to return the room key, which she had stowed away in her bag as well. She snarled, the predatorial part of her mind taking over, much quicker and more nimble than the average undead. She took a deep breath, sniffing the air as her eyes flushed into a vivid blood red as she caught the scent of living prey. She tore off down the streets on all fours, her tail whipping behind her as she clambered over dumpsters and across walls, seeking out her prey. They were nearby, and it seemed like there were three of them, all heading in the same direction. She crouched down, poised like a big cat stalking it's prey, which she kind of was, and crawled in their direction. They were close now, her muddled brain thought as she skulked around a corner, settling into place just out of sight behind an abandoned vehicle as they headed in her direction. Once they were near enough, the creature who's mind was once Bellatrix's launched herself at the trio, releasing a snarling roar as she sailed at her prey.
(punchBellatrixinthefacepunchBellatrixinthefacepunchBellatrixintheface)

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clover shrieked and brandon went full on gijinka.
he leaped and kicked the zombie gijinka in the face as hard as he could and leaped back.
he grabbed his dagger's and growled, ear's pinned back and a red aura surrounding him.
clover went into her gijinka form and guarded crysia, gritting her teeth.
he put his dagger's away and put his hand's together, creating an aura spear and launching it at bellatrix.
he quickly grabbed crysia without any trouble and started running to the base.
clover used flamethrower and made a wall of flame to block crysia from chasing them, then ran after brandon.

Bellatrix slammed into a car, hitting her head on the now dented car door. "Aw jeeze man, what the heck was that for?!" She yelled, back to "normal". "Not cool bro, not cool!" She knew that she didn't look like a zombie to them, so why had they attacked her? Wait... where was she? That didn't really matter now, since there was a huge wall of fire in front of her. "Eek!" She screeched, scrambling on top of the car she had crashed into as a puddle of leaked oil around the car caught fire, trapping her in a circle of flames. "Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap! Hey! Come back and help me before you burn me alive ya jerks!" She cried out at the fading silhouettes of her aggressors.

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they both made it back to their hidden base and carefully brought crysia inside, then closed the hatch that also became invisible.
brandon sat her down on one of the many makeshift bed's in the base and sighed, flopping down face first into one as he moaned.
clover sat down and huffed, smoke coming out of her mouth from using flamethrower.

(*edited out*)

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(Remember how draining and tiring the Gijinka form is... And how uncontrollable and random transforming into a Gijinka form takes...)

Crysia's eyes opened into small slits, which was all she could manage at the moment. She began to mentally replay the past events. Her mother died. She ran away. She became a Misdreavus. Her bones failed to work. How exciting. Crysia thought sarcastically. Her eyes opened, and she made an attempt to sit up. Her stiff limbs uselessly clenched and her guts were stabbed by tiny poison darts. She groaned. Crysia looked around to see puffs of gray clouds in the cement sky, and... Wait a min-- She noticed the creature next to her breathing smoke. "HOLY HOLY HOLY CRAP!" She yelped, scooting up into the wall and knocking her head against a table. "Ow..." She murmured, her hand whipping to her head. Her eyes saw movement, and she then noticed the Pokemon in the bed next to her. "Oh my god!" Crysia cursed in frustration. Her vision cleared and she saw that they were both humans. "Oh." Crysia murmured more calmly. "I feel like an idiot now." She flopped to the ground, ignoring the searing pain that jabbed through her head and back.

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Bellatrix was trapped. On a car. Which was directly over burning oil. "Hothothothothot!" She winced as the fire raged around her, almost roasting her. Her tail wrapped around her waist as she coughed from the fumes of the flames, which were also slowly heating up the abandoned vehicle that was her little island of safety from the burning fire. Wheezing, she collapsed on her knees, wrapping her arms around herself in a futile attempt to protect herself from the fire. "S-someone, help me, p-please..." She whimpered, wishing she had someone to help her.

(I vote Crysia comes to the rescue 030)

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clover looked at crysia and sighed.
''i'm going to go put that fire out... it won't make sense to let it catch a building on fire..'' she grumbled, going to her normal form.
brandon went out of his gijinka form and moaned.
''please be careful...'' he muttered.
''just rest..... you'll need it with what i had seen up on that building'' she said, getting up and climbing out of the underground bunker with an empty bucket.

clover went to where the fire she had started was with a bucket full of water and sighed, throwing it up and into the fire and oil on the ground.
she grabbed her gun and got it ready just in case it was needed.

Depite the fading heat, Bellatrix was a shivering wreck on top of the burnt vehicle. Her ears folded back and eyelids squeezed shut, she remained curled in a ball on her side, tail coiled around her. Though her ears twitched at the sound of footsteps, she remained still, making no noise besides the occasional whimpering. As she heard the sound of water sizzling, she lifted her head up to see a red-headed girl with a gun. With her light blue hair draping over her missing eye, Bellatrix appeared to be a small teenage girl, her blue mew ears and tail conveying her panic. Even though she wasn't strictly considered alive, her tiny heart was beating somewhat rapidly, due to her brain still attempting to keep her body running. With her pale skin and barely functioning body, she gave the impression of being terminally ill. "Please don't shoot me." Bellatrix said in a tiny voice as her large sad purple eye(s?) looked up at the girl with scarlet hair.

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''you tried to attack me and my friend... do you not expect me to be cautious.....?'' she questioned in a low growl.
she kept her gun in hand in case the weird gijinka tried to attack again.
''besides, this is a dangerous time to be out like this...'' clover grumbled, teeth bared.

Bellatrix whimpered, scooting backwards a small bit. "I-I'm sorry, you.. You startled me, alright! I-I don't wanna die!" She promptly burst into tears, burying her face in her hands. Her tail whipped around her right leg as ash stained tears dribbled out from between her fingers.

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clover stopped growling and holstered her gun, reaching into her backpack.
she walked over and held out a ziplock bag full of sliced pecha berries.
''here.. your probably hungry...'' she mumbled.

Bellatrix sniffled and peeked out from between her fingers. She looked up to the other girl with a look of gratitude as she gingerly took the plastic bag from the girl's hands. "T-thank you." She said as she removed a slice of pecha berry from the bag and took a bite, savoring the flavor as she chewed. She had a couple more slices, leaving about half of the berries left before resealing the ziplock and handing the bag back. She didn't bother to wipe the drying tears off of her face as she stood up timidly, shifting the weight of her bag from shoulder to shoulder. "I'm Bellatrix." She mumbled, looking down at her hands shyly as she fiddled with her fingers.

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clover put the ziplock bag back into her backpack and crossed her arm's.
''i'm clover, clover jade.... but my friend just call's me c.j. which became my nickname to him'' she said, laughing a little.
she patted the gun that was holstered on her belt and sighed.
''and i only use this gun to give the poor gijinka zombies mercy and let them move on with their live's instead of being stuck as a zombie for eternity'' she said, looking around in caution.

Bellatrix looked down at her feet. "I don't have any friends. I'm all alone." She mumbled, her tail wrapping itself around her legs. Her ears twitched and she jerked her head upwards, catching movement across the street, behind another abandoned vehicle. She slid off of the roof of the car she was on, standing slightly next to Clover, a wave of shivers running through her spine. There was a small clinking noise as a zombie shuffled around the car, it's mangled body giving off a ghastly scent. It spotted Clover and made a deep growling noise, shuffling hungrily towards the duo with ill intent. Bellatrix let out a panicked little squeak and ducked behind Clover as several more undead shuffled after the newcomer.

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