Threads of Fate, Chapter One.10
**Chapter One** A feeling which pulsed like electricity washed over the fur of the young man, the pressure of the cold, black space crushing against him, making it impossible to breath. It was as if a powerful wave kept pushing him below the...
Pokémon: Phazon Purple, Patch Notes
# **Revisions** Hey everyone, it's Huntermun again. I'm hoping that putting up this file as a 'story' doesn't upset anyone. I just could not find a better way to put this up onto SoFurry where you all could see it and such without uploading it as a...
Pokémon: Phazon Purple, II: Everything's Different
# **II: Everything's Different** "Oh, young man, when your father finds out!" The words echoed in a young Dakota Rupple's mind. He was fourteen years old, lowering a knotted up set of bedsheets out his bedroom window on the second floor of his home...
Pokémon: Phazon Purple, I: Things Change
**Disclaimer and Preface** I am Huntermun and I do not own Pokémon. I mean, I own Pokémon Pearl (my friend got Diamond), but I do not own the rights to Pokémon. Obviously, that's Nintendo, Game Freak, The Pokémon Company, and whatever other...
Threads of Fate, Chapter Six.2
**Chapter Six** The tawny furred wolf had his arms crossed, rubbing his shoulders as he did his best not to cry in front of the alien who refused to tell him her name. Head down, ears back, Chrono Sandstalker whimpered softly at the prospect of...
Threads of Fate, Chapter Five.2
**Chapter Five** It was as if the device held between Chrono's fingers had glued them together. The energy in the air danced all around him, creating a force against him that he could not escape and keeping his stubby digits closed around the...
Threads of Fate, Chapter Four.4
**Chapter Four** Chrono walked down the hill in the direction of the basin of dirt where he'd found the alien ship parked and cloaked mere hours earlier. His white-toed metallic feet stepped around loose stones as he moved down the steep...
Threads of Fate, Chapter Three.4
**Chapter Three** The sun crept up over the horizon far in the distance, beyond the trees covering the snow-topped peaks of the Sierra Nevada mountain range and from the direction of Utah as Monday began, again. The browns, tans, and grays of...
Threads of Fate, Chapter Two.6a
**Chapter Two** "I also fucking hate needles," Chrono Sandstalker commented in exasperation as he poked himself in the leg with his prepared syringe. His eyes went wide as he screamed out in pain, removing the needle just as quickly as he had...