Author's note: So this is my first fan fic, so please be nice. I'm not really good a grammer and am told i tend to have run on scentences. I am also a bad speller. Please read and review and tell me if there's anything misspelled any grammer that need check or anything like that. Also if poeple do not review and say they want to read more then the prologue is all your going to get. The are a few reasons for this 1) i don't normaly take on big projects like this and there will most likely be gaps between updates so i dont want to start something i cant finish 2) I dont want to write this if no ones going to read it, then it just feels like i'm waisting my time 3) I have other things to do and finish so if no one wants this then i'll abandon it. Now with out any more of my rambling lets get to the story! :D Cover Pic by Meirii from deviantart
I do not own pokemon! I simply own the OC's!
Prologue
It was a cold night. The moon shone down on a forest, full and bright. The stars, so small and yet so wonderful, twinkled and played as they watch
everything unfold. All was still; not sound could be heard. No breeze blew, no twigs rustled, nothing but silence. Here lives a family of eevee. All most all of them had evolved everyone except for Yuuki. Yuuki was one of five. She was the second youngest with only 6 year gap between her younger sisters. She had three sisters and a brother. Her sisters Rekka and Umiko were twins. They were about four years older than her, but they picked and bullied her relentlessly. Her younger sister's name was Sakura; her brother, Akiyo, who was about twenty years old moved out when he was fifteen though he'd still visit from time to time. Yuuki liked her older brother, when he was around her no one would pick on her, not even her sisters. Her mother was a glaceon; she was a great and caring mother, who only wanted the best for children. Her father was an umbreon. He was never really home, always training or checking the territory for intruders.
Growing up Yuuki had no real friends, and because of the she grew quite lonely. Her sisters weren't much help either, what with their constant picking. Her mother tried to train her to be strong, but with no success. She along with her sisters believed that because of this fact her father wanted nothing to do with her. She spent most of her time in her room reading the old fairy tales that her mother used to read her when she was younger. She always loved reading, for when she read she felt like she was in another would; one where she wasn't a reject, she was a strong and courageous soul. She would pray that one day, maybe, just maybe she would find a friend and respect from her family. However things started to boil until one day they spilt out completely…