Allright so i finaly decided to write my own story (after a very long time.)

Well ever wondered how it would be if you're a Latios in a human world where Pokemon hadn't made up yet? That's what the story goes about. Note: nothing about descriptions or life is real.

Please bear with me if my writhing sucks. I'm not English, I'm from Belgian.

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon. Well except some games for game boy.

''speech''

'thoughts'

'''telepathy''' =not really necessary yet. That's for later in the story.

As I looked in the mirror I sighed, kinda depressed. What I saw was a fifteen years old boy. I had black hair, a bit messy. There was one very unusual about it. I had two plucks of hair that looked a lot like horns. Further looking I saw my eyes, my stirred red eyes that could give the best glare. If looks could kill well I'd probably a mass murderer. My eyes were like I said stirred red but the strangest thing about it was I had a white oval just above my iris. It didn't affect my vision at all it just looked weird and sometimes scared people of. I wasn't the best looking kid, just an average guy. Yet I never had a girlfriend, let stand a kiss. That's if you don't count a kiss from my mom as I left for school.

My thoughts changed as I thought about school. I gained an angry look and slammed my fist on the wall, unable to control myself. I panted heavily as I tried to control myself before my family would notice. 'I hate school!' I caught myself thinking. It was true, I hated it. I never opened myself to anyone but I got one very big reason for that. Only one person knew about that, my brother. But I'll get there soon. So like I said, I never opened to anyone. Sure I got some friends, even some really good friends. But they were just a mask to cover my true self and besides, social behaviour was never one of my good points. I just preferred to stay home and relax.

A yell came up. ''Micheal! What are you taking so long? You aren't the only one who must use the bathroom!'' I heard my mother yell from behind the door.

I grunted. ''I'll be there in a second mom! Stop whining!'' I flinched when I said that last sentence.

''What! Oh you're punished mister. Your pc is away for at least a week!'' she yelled.

I first slammed my hand against my head after my stupid comment. Talking like that against your parents always gets you in trouble. But after hearing my punishment I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. 'does she really thinks I care that much about my pc?' I thought. I just used it to play a shooter or so just to pass the time when I got bored.

My mom knocked hard on the door. ''Get out of the bathroom! Now!''

I sighed, quickly washed myself and changed clothes. In no time I was out of the bathroom, looking at my mom. She grunted and pushed my slightly away so she could pass by. ''took you long enough.'' She muttered.

I sighed again and walked to the kitched where we usually eat. My brother and father where still eating. My brother and father looked up to me and gave a small nod to say goodmourning. My brother looked closer to me, a bit worried. I guessed he heard it when I slammed my fist against the wall. I chuckled. ''don't worry. I'm fine.'' I said.

He nodded before he continued eating. My father looked up to me. ''So, what are you going to do now?''

I shrugged. ''I'm going to my room, studying a bit.''

My father smiled, proud at my good points. But my brother hid a chuckle. He knew I never learned, not once since the day I knew what I really am. I calmly walked to up to my room. It was basically on the attic but it was completely changed into a medium sized room. I looked around and saw my desk, a few books on it. I saw a few posters of TV series I liked. I had a lot of them so my room was a busy adorned place. Once I was inside I closed the door. I closed my eyes and felt a surge of power flowing true me. Concentrating on the power I felt I released it. My whole body sparkled in a green shower of light and I started to change. After a second I looked at myself again, completely changed into my true body. I smiled, it always felt great to be in this form, even if I didn't knew what it was. My two plucks of hair had stayed the same, only they had changed into a grey colour. I had a long pointed nose and head. On my head I had a teardrop shape in green. The rest of my head was also a greyish white as well as the underside of my neck and my feathers until my chest. My long slender neck was on the other part covered in green feathers, just like my two large wings and my two smaller wings. My chest was also green and had a yellow triangle in it. I had two short arm with strong looking claws on it that looked to be able to rip flesh in an instant. My arms were also green except the underside of it. Those were a greyish white with tree green circles on it. I looked a lot like a jet plane.

But that's not what I was. 'I'm a freak, a monster, destined to be alone all its life.' I thought sadly. Nobody may knew about this. People would look at me in fear, in wonder or curiosity but most of all in disgust. I was a one of a kind and I knew it. I always hoped I would meet someone like me. Someone I could talk to, someone that could help me control my powers because I couldn't do a thing. All I could was flying, turning human and turning invisible. Sometimes when I got angry I felt tremendous power inside me. I could accidently shine my claw but first of, I had no control over it. I literally smashed my closet in two once I was angry. Second I had no idea what it was and what would happen. The third reason was most important, I was scared of it. Scared of the powers I possessed. Heck I didn't even knew what I was but somehow it just felt…right. Like I was meant to be like this, like god himself granted me these powers and made me like this, with a great future and destiny. That's what I felt but not believed. Like I said before I thought I was a freak or monster. An outcast that would never be able to bind with someone like me or would know what I really am without them running away in fear. Tears welled up as I thought about that again. The thought about always be alone and never truly be myself was just too painful for me. I let out a sad coo. 'I hate this! I don't want these powers!' I thought angry. 'I want to be normal!' in my rage I saw my claw shining again. With a gasp I tried to calm down, while shivering at the awkward moment that found place when my parents saw my closet ripped apart last time.

A few knocks on the door took my attention. I looked with a narrowed eye at it but wasn't afraid that someone would see me. My brother and I had decided to use knock code to inform it was him because he knew I sometimes changed into my monster form. My brother slowly opened the door and walked in. he wasn't even surprised a bit when he saw me floating in the air. His name is David, he's eighteen years old and has short black hair. He had blue eyes and wasn't really that much taller than me, even when I'm only fifteen years old. He was the only one that knew about my true form, that I'm a Latios(not that I even knew what the name was anyway). He sighed, walked in and quickly closed the door. david looked with a small smile. ''I see you're in your true form again?''

I squealed sadly and he immediately knew what I was thinking about. He sighed and walked over to me, capturing me in a hug. I purred a bit and returned it. ''Micheal, you know what I always say. I truly believe you aren't the only one on the earth. This form of yours, I don't know what it is but I know one day you'll find someone that's just like you. If you find that person don't even think twice and follow him or her.''

I parted the hug and looked at him, a bit cheered up. ''Micheal, in the meantime, try to train yourself. Or at least try to know what you can do.''

I nodded and returned human. ''I'll try to.'' I said to him.

He smiled at me. ''good. Oh also try to speak in that form of yours. I know your psychic since you just float and don't even use your wings, just to balance yourself. So I thought you maybe are capable in using telepathy. It's said psychics can do that but of course you're the only psychic here.'' He said with a smirk.

I chuckled. ''I'll see what I can do. Thanks for the advice.''

David walked past me and started to walk down. ''anytime bro, anytime.''

With a smile on my face I also went down, ready for a new day.

So? What do you think? I know there isn't really any action here but that will come.

Read and review people!

And of course I'll always listen to any advice or comments. I'm new here so let me know if I did good for my very first story.