The Path to Where I Stand
Chapter 1: Home

X glanced about cautiously, before crawling under the bush. “Feunard? Are you in there…?”
The elderly ninetales looked up, two of his tails holding the small egg close to his frail form. “Ah. Xenomorphic. You’re back. And just in time, I can feel your little lixy sister is about to hatch.”
X stared at Feunard, confused. The ninetales sighed, giving in. “Fine then. X. Come here, witness a life come into the world.”
The young shinx bounded over to his adopted parent, snuggling up amongst his many tails. He watched with wide eyes as the small egg shuddered slightly, and cracked. It continued to twitch and rock and splinter, held up by Feunard’s many tails, until finally another shinx, smaller than X, managed to fight its way out of the shell. X gasped, seeing his sibling. They waere different from X in many ways. For one, the other shinx was smaller. It had large blue eyes and golden fur, with orange rings on its forelegs.
And, unlike any other pokemon X had seen in his short life, this one’s fur seemed to reflect the light in small sparkles all about its fur.
The kit looked at its brother and parent, before mewing “Shi? Shi-inx!”
“Her fur is so shiny, Feunard!” X remarked in an awed whisper. “Why does it look like that?”
The old reynard smiled, before using his tails like arms to lift up the young kit. It mewed in surprise.
“Ah! This is rare, young Xenomorphic. Your sister, she is not an average lixy like you. She is a shiny, very rare.” Feunard petted the kit softly with one of his many tails. “Hello, young lixy. Welcome to Kalos. I am Feunard, and that is your brother Xenomorphic.”
“X,” X said quickly. He knew if he couldn’t remember, let alone pronounce, his given name, his sister wouldn’t be able to either.
“Shi?” the kit mewed, questioningly.
“Xenomorphic, would you like the honor of naming your young sister?” Feunard asked.
X tilted his head to the side, examining the wriggling scrap of gold and black fur. It was hard to think up a name for a baby pokemon, and X wanted the best one possible for his little sister. “Ummmmm…” Then suddenly, he had it. “Goldsong! Let’s name her Goldsong.”
Feunard nodded. “Hm. Goldsong. A good name… Do you like that name, little Goldsong?”
“Shi!” Goldsong mewed, sounding happy.
Feunard placed the kit down. “Excellent. I shall fetch some berries, I believe we’re all hungry today. Xenomorphic, look after your sister.”
“Feunard? I have a question,” X asked.
The ninetales stopped, and turned around. “What is it?”
“Why did you give me that name that’s really long and difficult to pronounce? All the other pokemon here have different names that are all shorter! Like they’re named after berries, or weather, or other stuff! Why am I named that thing?”
Feunard didn’t answer for a few moments. “...You have a different name because you are different, it’s as simple as that,” he finally answered, before leaving X alone with his sister.

~~~

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaage, wake up!”
Kage shifted slightly, and cracked open her eyelids. Her twin sister, Yozora, was shaking her roughly.
Kage rolled over. “Getoff me Yozora…” she mumbled sleepily. She had been having such a good dream before being awoken, although the young zorua naturally couldn’t remember what the dream had been about now.
“Kage, wake up!” Yozora yipped again. “Mama and Papa said they’re going to teach us about illusions today. But only if you wake up!”
Kage mumbled something incomprehensible.
“What?” Yozora asked.
“Said ‘m getting up…”
Minutes later, both sisters were outside, eating the berries their parents had foraged for them. There seemed to be a few less today than there had been a few days ago, Kage noted.
When the two had finished, their parents walked over.
“Hey there, girls,” their father said, brushing . “Ready to learn about illusions?”
“Yes!” Yozora yelled. Kage nodded, swallowing the last berries in her mouth.
Their mother closed her eyes and exhaled. When she opened them again, they were a blazing red color that matched her mane. The glow spread across the zoroark’s body, and then expanded. By the time the glow faded, there was no longer a zoroark standing there.
Kage sucked in a breath, moving the blue lock of fur out of her eyes so she could make sure she hadn’t been daydreaming, or tired. Where her mother had been standing moments before now stood a bipedal dragon with firey orange scales. An impressive set of horns grew from just behind the back of her head, and several spikes were along the base of her tail, right before where it burst into flame. A large set of wings spread out from the dragon’s shoulder blades, and a second smaller pair sprouted from near her wrist.
The dragon smiled proudly, shaking her wings slightly. The sun in the sky seemed to blaze brighter, making Kage start sweating a bit, both at the sudden heat and how impressive her mother’s illusionary form was.
“How’d I do?” the dragon asked, her voice deep and rumbling. Not at all like Kage’s mother’s voice.
Her father gave the dragon an encouraging smile. “Brilliantly.” He turned to the two zorua kits. “It takes a while to develop an illusion as impressive as that. Usually a zorua can’t access an illusionary forme that’s fully evolved or a Mega evolution until they become a zoroark. But I believe you girls have a powerful illusion you can fight with. Now, all you have to do is concentrate, and focus on whatever comes to you when you hear the word ‘illusion’. A lot of zorua and zoroark find it easier to close their eyes.”
Yozora nodded, and squeezed her eyes shut. Kage sat down, curious on what her sister would become.
Yozora stood for an entire half an hour, silently straining, before something happened. Sparks of color started glinting around her, slowly gathering into a thin shell before dispersing to reveal…
That Yozora was still a Zorua.
The zorua opened her eyes, excitement sparkling in them. She glanced about, expecting to see she had an entirely new, illusionary body. When she realized nothing had happened, her face fell.
Her father rushed to comfort her. “Yozora, it’s okay. Not every you zorua creates an illusion on their first attempt… I’m sure you’ll get an illusionary form someday. Just work on it.”
Yozora sniffled, and nodded.
He turned to the other sister. “Now, Kage… Just do what I told you. And remember: concentrate.”
Kage nodded, and closed her eyes.
Hmmm… she thought. Illusion…
And then she felt it. Soft, wet mist coating her charcoal fur with refreshing dewdrops, a feeling like her paws were being lifted up by the gentle fog.
And when she opened her eyes, she found her paws had seemed to leave the ground completely. But before she could see why, she suddenly fell to the ground.
Kage looked up, dizzily. Her mother, father, and sister were gazing at her with looks of awe.
“Kage… That was…” Yozora murmured.
Her mother slipped from illusion form to her true form. “It’s okay, Kage. You still need to work on holding your illusion, no one starts out perfect. But the important thing is, you can create one! And it’s a very good one, too. I’m proud of you, Kage.”
“Mama… Papa…” Kage asked, “Just… What was the pokemon I became?”
“It was incredible, Kage!” Yozora cried. “You were flying! And you had the prettiest feathers, it was so cool!”
“It was a good start. And very impressive for a zorua your age,” her father agreed. “After all. I don’t know any zoroark even who have a latias as their illusion form.”

~~~

Nighttime. X had always enjoyed it. He never felt cold while sleeping, Feunard’s inner fire had always kept him at just the right amount of warmth.
But tonight, X couldn’t sleep. He crawled away from his parent and little sister, standing just outside the collection of tires and bushes they used as a den, and looked up at the stars.
For some reason, he wasn’t quite sure why, he hadn’t been able to get Feunard’s words out of his head. How was he different? Sure, he didn’t know who his real parents were. But this was Pokemon Village. Half the pokemon here didn’t even have any relatives.
You have a different name because you are different. It’s as simple as that.
X didn’t know when exactly he fell asleep, but it was the first time he had ever slept away from Feunard’s warmth.
It would not be the last.

Well then. Here's chapter one.
Some differences between the old version and the new one, although I don't think anyone here has seen the old one. In the old version, X's name did not stand for something, and Feunard did not exist. X and Goldsong lived alone.
Also, in the old version, Yozora could create minor illusions, and Kage apparently already had complete mastery over her Latias illusion.
Yes, I like this new version much better.