It was one of the most beautiful days in Lumiose City, the sun was shining, barely a cloud in the sky, and every other man, woman, child, and pokemon seemed to be in their best of moods... Well, everyone except for Char. For him, this was the worst day of the year. It was the 5th anniversary of the day everything was taken from him. 

        Now he lay on his back, on his couch, and in his lonely house's living room. He looked like a complete waste, utterly defeated with his arm resting on top of his eyes. The wings that sprout from his back lazily spread over both sides of the couch, one was half on the floor, the other hanging off the back of the couch. Char's clothes consisted of a yellow sleeveless shirt, blue jeans, and white socks as of now. His red jacket was hanging on the front door's handle, and his shoes looked tossed over to the corner next to it.

 On the wall behind the couch, with a good few feet of space between so people could walk straight through the door and upstairs, was a table with a few picture frames of Char and another guy appearing every so often, on it. Otherwise, Char looked to be standing on his own in each picture. One held his elementary school graduation, one of his middle school graduation, several of random experiences in the woods, and one burnt photo sat in a picture frame that hung on the wall, rather than sit on the table like the rest were. It showed Char as an 11 year old boy, a little girl next to him, and two adults behind them with their faces burnt from the picture.

 Char let out a sigh as he remembered back to that day, only a week later. Back then, he was still just partly a Charmander with a tail of one, and lived in a log cabin out in the woods. He had a mother and a father, who were just like him, and a human sister. That would be the people from the burnt photo. The little 9 year old girl was Eve, his human sister. With genetics of partial hybrids, there was always the off chance of being born of one species, rather than the whole hybrid. He always did his best to look out for her, playing games with her whenever he could. To him, it wasn't that hard back then. In fact, it was a lot of fun!

 On that particular day, his mom and dad were sitting at the dinner table, and he and Eve were sitting on the floor, playing with some wooden blocks...

Then... they came...

A loud boom sounded and the house shook violently. The boom was a bomb that had gone off on the roof. It caused the ceiling to collapse above his parents... That was the last time he ever got to see them alive... The debris from that explosion had also managed pinned his tail, just some planks that fell directly on the end with stone slabs that helped to hold the roof together pinning them down. All Char could see was smoke, and faintly he could see Eve off, backed into a corner...

She was absolutely terrified...crying in a ball with her hands covering her head. The 11 year old Char glanced over to the debris that had swallowed up his parents. Just sticking out from underneath was a limp, feminine hand, the edge of a wing, and a crimson pool that started to form.

 Just then a second explosion went off, this time taking out the wall next to Eve. This one caused a ringing sound to pound at Char's ears, and an orange glow of fire was beginning to arise at random places that were caught in the explosion. From the smoke, three figures appeared. Two looked male, and one female, but they all wore some kind of blue pirates uniforms. 

The female seemed to just be watching their exit, one male came closer towards Char, the other one noticed Eve. Smirking maliciously, he grabbed Eve by the arm, and lifted her over his shoulder. Eve screamed with all the air that was left in her lungs after so much smoke had filled them.

Eve was unable to do anything about it, and Char was no better...He tried to pull his tail out, but he was just too weak. The man that came over to Char, pinned him so that his stomach was to the ground by pressing his foot to Char's back. He held some kind of cloth to Char's mouth, and the boy's vision started to go dark.

Before losing consciousness, he tried to reach out to Eve one last time. 

"E-Eve...no..." He tried to call out, but nothing came out. Finally the pinning sound from earlier started to fade away, and he could barely make out her voice in the state he was in...

"Char help me!..." were the last words he ever heard from her. The orange glow and black smoke clouded his vision, and he collapsed. Hours later, help had finally arrived. The boy was alright physically, just covered in ashes and there were multiple cuts on his tail. Mentally...the spark from his eyes were extinguished. His joy was gone....

(A/N: Hey guys, Chronigma here! Sorry if this chapter was a little short, but then again, it is just a prologue. I always wanted to get this story out to other people, and finally, I think I'm finally gonna be able to do it. It will take some time between chapters, so please stay patient if I don't update within the weak. I know I should probably prepare chapters ahead of time, but I'm too lazy to do that. I hope you guys enjoyed reading, and I'll see you all next time!)