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Okay so here is the story....

Start:
My dad, yes DAD, was a very prominent Delcatty in the contest circle of his region. He was the most handsome and intelligent catty to ever walk into any contest hall!!! His trainer was a well versed breeder and always aimed for the best. Considering my father's great contest ability and genes there were many who wanted a baby skitty of his line. Well his trainer had a ditto that got along quite well with my dad and, well, they had a few babies ^///^. Apparently I was one of them!!! But, call it chance, mistake, or fate, I was born with a very VERY odd mutation. Somehow out of all the perfect skitties my genes were twined too far into my "mother" ditto. When I first hatched they thought I WAS a ditto!!! But at rest my form remains the visual of a skitty. And I can not change form at will, as a ditto.

Middle:
From this info getting around through a circuit of professors and breeders it someone got the attention of some "bad" people. My dad's trainer said they came and took me away, hurting her and all her pokemon. All I remember was waking up in a dark dark dark room and being stuck in a container of some kind. The men and ladies in black used to talk about me in words I did not understand and poke me and tug at me... I do not know what they wanted... but as much as I wanted them to leave me alone I was scared even more of the darkness when they left me alone... But the large man with the golden cat was the worst. I was so excited at first when I saw that yellow cat with the red jewel. So pretty!!! And a cat none the less!!! But after a swipe of his claw I never wanted to see that jewel again. Nya...

End:
I do not know how long it was after that... But one day there was a lot lot of noise and I saw my dad and his trainer!!! They were with another boy with a cape and hair like fire!!! I was whisked away from there and never saw the people in black again.
However after the reunion there was a bitter break... My dad explained to me that his trainer did not think she could keep me safe. And he himself was made for contests, not battles. He told me I was going to live on a large LARGE land under ownership of a "Proofessor" of pokemon. He told me there were many many pokemon of all kinds running free there and I would be safe as there are not people in the land, aside from this "proofessor" and his "aids". We reached this land and my Dad gave me a nuzzle and kiss, and his trainer took a black cloth from her belt and tied it around my neck. This was followed by a warm hug. It was then I understood the feelings and love they had for me. They wanted me to be safe and live. If I was with the people and in cities I may get 'bad' people after me.

So now I live here. Dad and "mom" come to visit with their trainer sometimes. It is nice to see them when they do. I know I am loved, even if I am a little different.

Description

Okay so here is the story....

Start:
My dad, yes DAD, was a very prominent Delcatty in the contest circle of his region. He was the most handsome and intelligent catty to ever walk into any contest hall!!! His trainer was a well versed breeder and always aimed for the best. Considering my father's great contest ability and genes there were many who wanted a baby skitty of his line. Well his trainer had a ditto that got along quite well with my dad and, well, they had a few babies ^///^. Apparently I was one of them!!! But, call it chance, mistake, or fate, I was born with a very VERY odd mutation. Somehow out of all the perfect skitties my genes were twined too far into my "mother" ditto. When I first hatched they thought I WAS a ditto!!! But at rest my form remains the visual of a skitty. And I can not change form at will, as a ditto.

Middle:
From this info getting around through a circuit of professors and breeders it someone got the attention of some "bad" people. My dad's trainer said they came and took me away, hurting her and all her pokemon. All I remember was waking up in a dark dark dark room and being stuck in a container of some kind. The men and ladies in black used to talk about me in words I did not understand and poke me and tug at me... I do not know what they wanted... but as much as I wanted them to leave me alone I was scared even more of the darkness when they left me alone... But the large man with the golden cat was the worst. I was so excited at first when I saw that yellow cat with the red jewel. So pretty!!! And a cat none the less!!! But after a swipe of his claw I never wanted to see that jewel again. Nya...

End:
I do not know how long it was after that... But one day there was a lot lot of noise and I saw my dad and his trainer!!! They were with another boy with a cape and hair like fire!!! I was whisked away from there and never saw the people in black again.
However after the reunion there was a bitter break... My dad explained to me that his trainer did not think she could keep me safe. And he himself was made for contests, not battles. He told me I was going to live on a large LARGE land under ownership of a "Proofessor" of pokemon. He told me there were many many pokemon of all kinds running free there and I would be safe as there are not people in the land, aside from this "proofessor" and his "aids". We reached this land and my Dad gave me a nuzzle and kiss, and his trainer took a black cloth from her belt and tied it around my neck. This was followed by a warm hug. It was then I understood the feelings and love they had for me. They wanted me to be safe and live. If I was with the people and in cities I may get 'bad' people after me.

So now I live here. Dad and "mom" come to visit with their trainer sometimes. It is nice to see them when they do. I know I am loved, even if I am a little different.