Graduation to a new age

It was a long, hard year-But he made it. Tom finally made it through Elementary, Junior High, and High School. He graduated at LAST! He made friends, lost friends, passed tests, failed tests, but he finally made it. No more school until the fall-And then, he’d be miles and miles away from home, with only Wi-Fi to communicate to his friends back in Colorado and Wyoming with.
“This is awesome,” he thought, throwing himself on the couch. He had the house to himself during the day for about half a week. Until his little brother and Sister got out of school for the summer. 14 and 16.
Now he was bored. He ran out of stuff to do within the first two days after his graduation. Abigail was down with her father, he already saw Pirates, and there weren’t any games to play.
“I could farm the elite four,” he thought to himself.
Tom turned his DS on and loaded up Pokemon Diamond. When the clock on the Poketch showed up, his heart lightened up.
“Mail’s here,” he thought. He shut his DS off and picked up the Mail Key.

Including the usual junk mail and the Bills, Tom noticed an envelope adressed to him.
“Oooh, graduation money!” he thought to himself.
Odd. There was no return address. The Handwriting looked almost like it was written with a Labelmaker.
Tom ran back to his house and opened the letter.

“Hello Ginseng:

Congratulations! You finally graduated! You know, this is a time for an old life to end but for a new life to begun. I know you will enjoy my graduation present to you.

By the way…Right about now, you’re probably going to want head to the backyard if you haven't already. Enjoy.”

For some reason, whoever sent the letter knew Tom’s nickname. Strange…Could this be someone he knows?
Tom’s stomach gurgled. The sound of liquid bubbling came out from Tom’s Stomach. He felt nauseous. Tom dropped the note on the kitchen table and ran out to the backyard. He fell to his hands and knees and prepared to throw up.
Instead, he seared the grass in front of him with fire from something in his throat. It didn’t even burn his throat as it came out.
“Whoa,” he thought, “I had heartburn before, but that’s rid-IIICCCC!”
Tom’s jaws cracked. His lower jaw pushed out into a snout, which ate up his nose. The snout took his tongue and teeth with it. His tongue forked while his teeth changed into fangs and pushed out.
“Oh? What’sss thisss?” he said, trying to stand up but he fell right back down. His knees!
They weren’t there anymore-They were slowly becoming haunches, like somebody hit his knees with a crowbar. Tom’s feet now cramped and made him stand on the balls of his feet. They increased in length until he was now digitigrade.
“Okay, that’s weird,” he thought.
Then the scales started. His skin begun to dry out and crack to form scales. They were dark green in colour and begun on his knees. When they hit his feet, they grew.
Bone and muscle increased in mass-stretching the scaly skin. A dewclaw formed on his new leg as his toes bulked up and merged. Claws split through his skin-It felt like gigantic pins were being pushed through his toes. Blood quickly dried up and his skin around the new claws was raw and tender.
“Ooooh shit,” he thought.
The scales spread to his pelvic area. It changed to become more versatile, to allow him to stand either on all fours or on his hind legs. His tailbone stuck out and grew-And pulled on his spine. New bone, muscle, and blood sent tingling messages to his brain.
His skin on his frontside turned yellow and leathery. It quickly formed into scutes, softer than his scales, as he would find out. The scutes went all the way to underneath his bottom jaw. The scales had slowed down at his stomach.
“Here come the ShouldERRRS!” he groaned as they reached his shoulders. Two bones jolted out of his back. He felt them tingle and begin to hurt as they attached to his spine and shoulderblades. Folds of skin spread out over the wings, forming bat-like wings. A lone spike still poked out at the tip of his wings.
The scales now spread down his arms and begun to change them. They quickly formed into paws and bulked up with the rest of him. The same feeling his feet got repeated itself as claws poked themselves through his skin, rupturing old human veins and capillaries.
As the scales spread up his neck, it begun to extend. A lot. Then, they reached his head. His head begun to reform and crack. Two horns split their way through his head. He roared in pain-Not caring if anyone was nearby. Tom’s ears reformed into a delicate fin pattern, much resembling a fan.
A burning and stinging sensation hit Tom’s eyes as their positions on his head changed. It was as if someone had sprayed Grapefruit juice directly into his eye.
Now, his mind was being assaulted. Tom opened his mouth and his eye-lids closed even tighter. Was this what it was like to have a Yeerk crawling around your brain in the Animorphs books?
“No…I am Tom…I am…I am…I am…”
Tom’s thoughts were updated. Knowledge and spells flowed through his brain, stacking on top of his human memories.
“I am Ginseng,” he finally said.
Tom had not vanished – Rather, a new personality was created, that was a slight-adjustment to his human personality. Ginseng begun to increase in mass. Spines burst from the back of his neck all the way down to his tail.
Then it all stopped. Ginseng was about as big as Saphira was in the Eragon movie-As much as he hated it. He could literally set his head through the second story window.
The note.
The note flashed through his head. Ginseng’s massive head looked through the door, the note still on the floor. Because he didn’t want to destroy the note (And the floor) with his claws, which could easily scratch glass, he reached out to the paper with a spell. It seemed second nature to him now.
In Ginseng’s paw, the note changed. The paper grew big enough to accommodate his dragon paw-And notably, the handwriting changed.
Now, Ginseng had to squint to make out the handwriting. Whoever wrote this would make most doctors notes look legible! It was as if a drunk epileptic spider fell into an inkpot and had a fit on the paper.
Something Tom hadn’t seen was now at the bottom. The note was signed with one letter – D. It was fancier than the chicken scratches, but was still obviously drawn by the same person. The D was familiar-He had seen it on Wi-Fi. A trainer had signed their card with that same letter.
As if the address of said person was written all over the wall, there was a postscript.

“P.S. If you still don’t know who this is, then I will give you three guesses. And the first two don’t count.”

“That’s definitely him alright,” Ginseng thought. He jumped up and flapped his massive wings. Ginseng had a perfect sense of direction now. Ginseng caught a thermal and rode it south.
Ginseng recognized his old Jr. High school. Everything from his early childhood he now saw from an aerial view. Right down to his old Bus route.
“This is awesome,” Ginseng said to himself.
One person popped into Ginseng’s mind now-D. He flew off to where he knew D lived and landed in the backyard. He was careful to avoid the new roof over the porch-That wasn’t there before.
Ginseng noticed a shadow in the window. The blinds were down, but he still saw the shadow – D.
Ginseng nudged the window-It shattered to bits.
“Whoops!”
The shadow jumped up. Ginseng pulled up the shades with a spell. Right in the family room, the one named “D” stood.
D was holding a Wiimote and a Nunchuck attachment and was standing in a fighting-stance. Did he intend to fight off a dragon using a Wiimote? Behind him, Link stood still in a dungeon.
He smiled and put the Wii controllers down, then turned off the Nintendo Wii. The scene vanished from the TV after a few seconds.
“I see it worked!” he said, rather proud of himself.
“Jason, What did you do?” Ginseng asked. He addressed D by his “No D” name.
“I put a transformative spell into the note.” Jason esponded.
“Where did you get that?”
“Internet. I found a ‘How to make your own Transformational suit’ page. I wondered what would happen if you tried putting it in a note. Shamans used it in skin-walking and it’s used in some movie-costumes.” Jason said. The smile on his face was spreading practically from ear to ear now. It was as if he was a smiling anime character.
“Can I change back?”
“Easily…There’s a counter-spell in the Signature. Don’t worry, I tried it out. It works, anyone should activate it.”
“Well this is one awesome graduation present!”
Ginseng put his neck up and belched fire into the air.
Jason started cackling quietly with that little impish laugh. Something horrible was coming through his mind…something horribly fun. Ginseng put his head down to the window.
“Oh what’s so funny? Did you name another weak pokemon ‘Celebi’ again?”
“No…Show that note to your brother first. I should start making notes for OTHER mythological species-Except for Sphinxes and Driders of course-I’ve got a feeling that Doulstrasz and Ginseng will be ushering in a new era.”
Jason begun to smile from ear to ear again.