First fic, but feel free to flame away.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, plz dun kill me.
"..." = Human speech
"..." = Pokemon cry or speech
*...* = Thoughts of current character
-_-_-_-_ = Scene change/Perspective change

A small boy with short, ragged brown hair sat on the steps of porch of a small house near Lake of Rage. He was wearing whatever random clothes he found that now, he was just staring at the ground, thinking about his new home after his family moved from Cherrygrove city. He had to leave everything he knew behind and move to an unfamiliar place. He couldn't see his friends, the ocean, or anything else that mattered to him. His parents were inside the house, unpacking their belongings, but the boy's mood started to worry them. The little boy had been sitting outside for an hour now, so both his mother and his father stepped outside to talk to their son.

His mother went first, trying to comfort him, "John, sweety, we know it is hard to move to someplace new, but you have to cheer up. Think of all the new friends you can meet in Mahogany, and all the new pokemon you can see out in the wild!"

"Oh, and we live near a lake. That's almost like the ocean," his father chimed in, "Ummm, uhhh, hey! You can still go swimming and meet water pokemon that live there."

The boy, Johnathan Ruclib, looked up at the forest that stood not not too far away from the house. There was a lake around here somewhere, but somehow that wasn't the same as the ocean, regardless if they were both made of water. There weren't as many trainers out here to show off their pokemon, either. Trainers would always come and go in Cherrygrove.

"Mom, dad, I'm going to go take a walk. Maybe that'll cheer me up!" Trying to sound more enthusiastic than he really felt. Besides, maybe he will get lucky and really will find a trainer. There WAS suppose to be a gym in Mahogany.

His excuse worked, apparently, as both his parent smiled.

"Okay, but be careful, and don't go to far! We'll be done unpacking by the time you get back!"

John walked out into the forest. For a sunny day, there was an eerie silence that engulfed the forest, and this made John uneasy.

An eevee was darting through the forest, as fast as her legs could carry her. The trees whizzed past her, one by one. She had to keep running.

"Fearow!"

*What did I do to piss off this fearow? I was only looking for berries!*

From a bush to her left, a fearow came and thrust it's beak at her. She dodged the attacks and proceeded to run the other dirrection. For apparently no reason at all, she had an angry fearow chasing her, trying to impale her with it's overly long beak.

*How did he get that close that fast?*

"Fear...row!"

The fearow flew over some low hanging branches while still in pursuit of the fluffy, small, brown eevee. Eevee kept running, zigzagging through the trees, only barely keeping ahead of the fearow. Those low hanging branched were the only thing keeping her alive, letting her keep a short distance ahead of the fearow.

Her heart sunk as she entered a small clearing. There was a single apricorn tree in the middle.

She was dead, she knew she was dead.

The small boy with the ragged-brown hair sat at the edge of the clearing, trying to take a nap, when he heard something that sounded like... a fearow.

*Oh great. The first pokemon I'm going to meet out here is a fearow. And a mad one at that.*

He stood up, ready to leave if the fearow dubbed him dinner, when he saw a small, brown, mammalian creature run into the clearing. The first thing he noticed were drops of tears falling from it's emerald green eyes.

*That was weird, weren't an eevee's eyes suppose to be...*

His thought was interrupted as a fearow emerged from the trees, and flew straight towards the eevee. It then used it's beak to fling the eevee into the air, in which it sailed through, before crashing into the apricorn tree. The eevee struggled to get up, before collapsing back beside the tree and coughing up blood. The fearow flew up to the eevee.

*I have to do something, or...*

The fearow got ready to thrust his beak into the small, helpless creature. It was then that the boy ran in and attacked the fearow, and shoved it out of the air onto the ground a few meters away. John got up and looked at the fearow before turning to his hands, which had a slight blue glow around them which quickly dissipated. He then turned to the eevee, which was looking at him in shock. John ran over to the eevee and scooped it up.

"Gotcha"

John ran off in the direction of a path he found, getting a head start before the dazed fearow realized what happened, but was soon being pursued by the fearow, now more angry then ever.

The fearow was right behind him when it proceeded to use an aerial ace attack. John dived forward just in time, hitting the ground hard as a gust of wind passed by him. He wasted no time getting back and begun running the other direction.

John ran for a few minutes with the fearow right behind him, dodging stabs from it's beak and swings from it's wings. For a moment, it looked as if he had lost the fearow, so John finnaly turned around to see where the fearow was. That was a bad decision as he then felt his next step make contact with nothing but air as he stumbled off a short cliff, and fell into the body of water below.

The fearow, now perched at the top of the cliff, watched the water below. It then flew away, content as the only think to resurface from the water were magickarp who seemed just as agitated as the fearow.

John managed to swim away from where he fell. He couldn't stay underwater for too long, or else the eevee would drown. He just hoped the fearow would give up, thinking it won. John swam along the cliff-side for a short period of time before resurfacing. He looked at the green-eyed eevee in his arms. It was unharmed and staring right back at him. No. She was staring right back at him. He didn't know how, but he was sure the eevee was a she.

"You okay?"

John continued to swim, and headed for a small wooden pier he saw in the distance.

"Vui! Ee Vui!"

John thought he heard a girl's voice say 'yes, thank you', but he shook his head, partially to clear it from that thought, and partially to start drying it off, as his parents hated when he got the house wet and dirty. He looked back at the cliff where he fell and saw nothing before turning back to the eevee.

"No fearow, I guess we lost it. I swim a lot back where I'm from so don't worry, I'll get you back on land real soon."

John set the eevee up on the wooden pier before he climbed up himself. His clothes were soaked, what were mom and dad going to say? He saw the eevee shake off the water from her fur, so he decided to mimic her, trying to shake the water off his clothes.

It didn't work so well.

Eevee walked over to the shore before sitting and deciding to watch the silly boy dance around on the pier. She giggled when John managed to trip and fall back in the water.

John walked out of the water this time, towards the shore, and sat next to her.

"So much for trying to dry off. At least you're dry."

He rubbed her behind the ear. She didn't look too seriously hurt, but she did cough up blood back in the clearing... he should probably use a potion just in case. The sun was beginning to set, so John looked back towards the direction his house SHOULD be. He stood up and looked at the horizon a bit closer and noticed a column of black smoke and fel something was wrong... something with his parents was wrong.

Eevee sat there, looking at the strange human boy as he stared at something on the horizon. She heard him mumble something before taking off in a sprint as if the fearow were after them again.

*What is that crazy boy doing?*

She didn't want him to leave, so she started after him, running as fast as she could with her sore legs. She had to follow him, though. Something about the boy was special.

Eevee followed the boy down a long road, but John kept racing ahead until he was just a small figure on the horizon. That's when she noticed the smoke and the flicker of fire.

"Mom! Dad!"

The boy stopped outside a blazing house. This let Eevee catch up to him, but she was afraid for the boy... what was he doing?

"MOM! DAD! Can you hear me!"

She could...feel...the pain in his voice. He was facing the fire and calling for his parents. She was almost there, and she knew what he was going to do. She had to hurry.

"Nonononono... MOOOOM! DAAAAD!"

As he yelled again, he took off running towards the flaming building that no longer stood, not too far from the forest.

John ran toward his flaming, collapsed house. It felt as if his parents were... no, he could still save them. He might only be nine, but he could do it.

"Eei eei vui!"

John heard an eevee's cries behind him, but he also heard that same voice from earlier. The same girl's voice. "Noooo, don't go!"

He kept running. But felt something start to drag his left leg back.

"Vui eei. Vui ee vui!"
"Don't leave me. Please don't leave me!"

He slowed to a stop, and look down at the green-eyed eevee. He fell to his knees and began to cry. He knew they were gone... almost as if he felt them die. He was going to run in and kill himself, trying to save dead people. He looked back at the eevee that stopped him. Something about this eevee, something was special. He as to stay... for her.

The eevee jumped at him in a hug to try and comfort the sad child, but began to cry herself. The both sat there, crying in each others arms in front of the orange and red flames. All of it now under the now starry sky.

A/N: o look a flame already. muhahahaha... alrite that was bad. Hope you lived through my poor attempt at a story. Yay boredom for the win. I guess you could call this a test... I have all these ideas for scenes in my head, but I didn't quite realize how hard it was to connect them and not make it boring. xD