First fanfic in a long time.

Well, not so long actually. I hope you guys love Pokemon and Eevee. If so, then this fanfic his for you. Enjoy!

Enfin une nouvelle fanfic. Ca fait longtemps. J'espère que vous aimez les pokemons et Evoli. Si c'est le cas, cette fanfic est faite pour vous. Bonne lecture!

Tale of a shiny Eevee

Eevee P.O.V

My mother was a beautiful Leafeon who gave birth to me and my two siblings.

However, I was different from them, as I was born with a shiny grey coat.

Right from the start, our mother didn't love me. She said that I was a monster and that I put my siblings in danger because of my fur; that it could attract violent pokemons and predators.

She said that she hated me and that I was lucky she didn't kill me when I was born. She never took care of me and I barely had enough to eat when my sibling were done.

One day, when I woke up, they had vanish, all three of them. Just like that. I woke up alone. At first, I looked for them, for hours and hours, untill the sun dawned; I called for them, until my throat hurt.

Then I realized: they had abandoned me. I never felt so alone and sad.

I started to travel. Finding food wasn't too hard, though there were days that I'd go without eating; however, hiding from predators was very difficult: my shiny fur wasn't easy to conceal and I had to fight for my life several times.

I lived like this for a time.

One day, a human found me. He took me with him. I couldn't understand how anyone would want a monster like me.

What would he do with me?

But he was nice. So nice.

He gave me food and took care of me. But why was he doing that?

He told me I was special.

And I felt something I didn't felt in a long, long time.

I felt happy. So happy.

I felt so happy it hurt. I felt so happy I cried.

When he saw me crying, he took me gently in his arms and hugged me.

His embrace was warm. So warm.

It felt so warm I started to cry harder.

He whispered kind words and stroke my fur.

This fur I hated for all my life. This fur which brought me so much sadness and hurt.

He was the first to love me for it. To love me for whom I am.

I traveled a lot with this human and every time I felt down, he was here.

He loved me and I loved him.

I made friends, dear friends. But no one could be as special as him.

And one day, I changed. My fur became pink and I grow ribbons on my head and my neck.

When I saw that, I was terrorized. Where was my beautiful, shinning silver fur that he loved so much?

Then, he saw me, and I froze.

I saw his surprised look and turned my head.

I couldn't stand the faces of disgust and hate I knew were coming.

Resigned to be alone all my life, I slowly walked toward the nearby forest.

But a hand on my head stopped me.

Slowly, I turned and saw him kneeling before me.

"No matter how you look like, you will always be you. And I will always love you"

He told me those words. And my heart swelled with happiness.

Leaning against him, I cried.

I cried and cried.

I cried more now than at our first encounter.

I felt like the little Eevee I was when we first met.

I felt happy, because someone loved me just the way I am.