In the stillness of the night there was an egg. An egg that had been left there for no reason to be lost to the shadows of the forest and the cold and the numerous other dangers of the wild.
Yet somehow, by a twist of fate, this egg was found by one of the kindest - to pokemon, at least - people in this world. Picking up the egg in his slender hands, this being turned to go back to his mist-shrouded house of sorts.
As he laid the egg on the table, a crack appeared. Green-blue eyes glittering, the human watched as more such cracks appeared. Finally, with a burst of light, an eevee emerged from the egg. "Eevee ev!" It - no, she - cried out.
The human smiled, "Hello to you too. Consider me your trainer. My name is Natural Harmonia Gropius, but you…"
"You can call me N."
A/N: This is my first story, so please don't flame! Also, I am sorry for the short chapter/any grammar mistakes I may have made. I don't have a Beta yet, but I am trying to be as careful as I can. Please remember to R&R!
-XxIronmaniacxX