6 Weeks earlier, in my room…

Me: Gaaah… I can't think of anymore ideas for the meaning of life! *Goes into depression for 4 weeks*

2 Weeks after that…

Me: You know what? Screw that, I'm starting a new story! *Spends 4 weeks thinking of a plot*

Another 4 weeks after that…

Hi, and welcome to story number 1 of 2 new stories! Truth be told, I need more OCs if I am to start this story properly. I will explain in depth at the end of the chapter. Now, shall we begin?

A New Era

Chapter 1- Morphing

I grunted in pain as I was pushed to the floor, landing in a crumpled heap on the gravel.

"And you'd better bring your lunch money next time, or the same thing's going to happen!" one of the older kids said.

I merely whimpered as they walked away. Once they were far away though, I picked myself up and started to brush myself clean, which was quite hard with my paws. I walked over, and sat on the edge of the pavement. Just then, Zach, a Sneasel, and one of my only friends, walked over. We were only really friends because we both shared an interest in mechanics, engineering, and the like.

"Hey Light!" he greeted. "You got beaten up by those older kids again?" I merely nodded.

"Well, to be honest, you probably need to try to avoid those guys more," he said. "Why don't you just join me inside the school making stuff?"

"You know I can't do that," I replied. "I have to get out of school early every day…"

"…because you're an Eevee, you still haven't evolved, and you need psychiatric help to find out what's seeming to be the problem with you," he interrupted. "I know all that, but couldn't you just stay one day?"

Just as he said that, a black sports car drove over, and an Umbreon's head popped out.

"Sorry Zach, I have to go. Another time, maybe," I said to the Sneasel.

He nodded, and started back towards the school.

I opened the car door and jumped in, and the car drove me back home.

As soon as I got home and opened the door, I was greeted by a wild haired Alakazam, shouting "I've found it! I've found it!"

"Found what, you crazy old fool?" I shouted back.

"I've found the cure for your disease, Light, what else!" he shouted again.

"Who said I had a god damn disease!" I shouted at him.

I should probably elaborate. The Alakazam was a Psychiatrist hired by my father to "cure" the "mental disease" I had. He was convinced that the Alakazam would help, but all he had done so far was walk around our house shouting, "What's the cure! What's the cure!" To be honest, I was starting to go mad myself, listening to him spouting his rubbish all day about some disease I supposedly had.

"I'm the psychiatrist here, not you! You're just a twelve year old kid with no sense of ambition whatsoever, while I'm a professional! Leave this job to me!"

He made an attempt to straighten his moustache, failed, and sat down.

"Well, your father hired me for a reason, you know boy," he said to me. "Deep in your heart, you know that I mean good for you, even though I might appear like an eccentric old fool…"

He sighed, as he got up abruptly, almost as if he had thought of something, then sat down again slowly, with another sigh of despair. I was about to leave the room when a smartly-dressed Umbreon and a worried-looking Jolteon stepped in.

"Well, Mr Zam? Have you found out what's wrong yet?" asked the Umbreon.

"I'm afraid not, sir," said the Alakazam. "Although it is quite hard to work under the great pressures you are putting me under…"

"Well then, you won't need to be pressured any longer," the Umbreon said. "I've found a cure myself."

"What!?" I thought out loud.

"Yes son, I have a cure for your, ahem, ailment," my father said, knowing I despised that word. "Come with me, Light, for we are simply wasting time standing here."

I followed him, albeit reluctantly, hoping this was the last I'd see of all this trouble.

Needless to say, it was.

I followed my father into a room with a large kind of stasis tank inside. My father said nothing, only pointed a finger at the stasis tank, telling me to get in. After I got in, I heard voices, then I felt an extreme amount of electricity pass through me. I put up with it at that time. However, the shocks kept coming, and I felt myself lose strength rapidly, to a stage where I was almost dead. When I finally did reach that stage, however, and was about to enter the realm of eternal sleep, I heard voices.

"Come with us, young Light. We have much work to do."

And so, I closed my eyes for what, at that moment, seemed to be the last time.

However, this was not the last time. When I found the strength to open my eyes again, I discovered I was in some sort of room and lying on some sort of makeshift bed. The room's walls were covered in half-dried wallpaper, hanging off at the corners. I could see a figure, much like an Eeveelution of some sort, but not like any of the ones I'd seen before. Just then, she noticed I was awake and walked over. It was then I realised why she didn't look like any eeveelution I'd ever seen.

She had wings. And a halo above her head.

"Hi Light!" she said in a surprisingly high-pitched voice. "Welcome to your new home!"

I deadpanned.

"First of all, how do you know my name? Second, where exactly am I?"

She thought for a moment, then said, "I'm not the one to tell you. If you really want to know, then you must seek out the Magneseon that lies deep within the bowels of this house. Only she can tell you the real answer."

"Last question," I said. "What kind of Pokémon are you?"

"Well isn't that rude!" she replied. "Oh wait, you haven't really seen your reflection yet, have you?"

She held up a mirror, and it was then that I realised that I too had changed. I looked like an Umbreon, but at the same time, my fur was coloured a bright green and I had lightning-bolt shaped ears.

"Wait, what exactly am I?" I asked the other eeveelution.

"Well, I didn't have a name at first. Well technically I did, it's Celestia. But the others decided to call my species Angeleon, for obvious reasons," she said.

"So, what am I?" I asked her.

"I dunno!" she said cheerfully. "How about Neoneon?"

"Neoneon? It's ok, I guess. I mean I can't think of anything better…" I said.

"Then it's settled!" she said. "Come on! Let's go meet the rest!"

So saying, she grabbed my hand and pulled me out the room and downstairs.

A.N: So, who exactly is this family? That's for you to decide! Send me OCs describing your character, moveset, personality, a brief backstory, and it has to be your OWN MADE UP EEVEELUTION. Have fun with that. I'm out of here!

Also, there is now a poll on my account page! Which story should I focus more on, A New Era (This one) or Familiar? It's all for you guys to decide!