Chapter 1: The Awakening
Wake up, child.
W-where am I?
You are nowhere. This is nowhere. Time and space do not apply here.
This doesn't make any sense...
In due time, it will child. I am about to guide you into the portal that leads to the world of pokemon. Before you depart, I ask you to answer some questions. Trust in your heart for your answers.
My...my what?!
Your heart, dear child. I must find your true form. To do that, you must answer a few questions. Are you ready?
Y-yes.
How would you describe yourself?
Passionate? ...argh, I don't know. My head is blurry.
You are doing just fine, child. Say someone stole a young woman's purse. What would you do?
I would try to get it back? No one likes a crook...
Aha...next. How do you think people see you?
Ahm...probably an emo with no friends who's serious all the time.
Do you not have many friends?
No. I have a few but...
Do you get angry at yourself?
Yes.
Why is that?
It seems like I can't do anything right...
So you don't like to let people down?
No. It makes me feel horrible.
Quite.
Can you tell me what's going on? I'm so confused.
I cannot, for you have a role to play...
A role?
Moving on, if we will?
Sorry.
Do not apologize, child. . .I understand your confusion. I must...evaluate your soul.
My...soul?
Your aura. The energy you radiate.
But-
Shh...quiet. Relax...
...
You have a dark, mystic purple soul.
What. . .what does that mean?
It means you shall be an Eevee!
An...Eevee?
Yes, child. Now, I would like you to choose a companion. . .
. . .
Yes, good choice. I will have to erase your memory of this confrontation. Be brave. Do not subcumb to the darkness within your soul. You must become...the Shadowed Light as the prophecy foretold! Go, and meet your destiny!
. . .
"Help me!" a small voice called out from a wall of pitch. "Please. . .someone!" the darkness was suddenly light up by a tiny flame. "Sh. . .it's okay. I'll help you . . .!" a Vulpix soothed the voice between blowing flames onto unlit torches around the poor thing's cage. "Who are you?" The small voice asked her savior. "The name is Nesho. May I ask what species you are and your name?" Nesho muttered calmly, trying to pick the twenty bolts on it's cage. "I'm a Cherrim. And my name is Sakura." Sakura whispered, her voice shaking. "Team Togai found me walking back home to my house after the Ceremony. . .and they kidnapped me and put me in this cell. . ." she trailed off, shuddering. The locks finally sprung free.
"You're free, now get out of here!" Nesho cried, grabbing the young pokemon whispered frantically, picking her up in her mouth. She dashed out of the cold cavern known as the Beach Resort. "Some Resort this is." she snorted, gazing at the cold, barren walls.
"Nesho-san?" Sakura asked, frightened, "What if they come back. . ." "Don't worry. Lightning never strikes in the same place, and neither does Team Togai." she answered in complete disgust. She wasn't so sure about her statement, but anything to calm the child down...
The moon slowly began to set over the horizon. "Mim. . ." The Cherrim cried, staring at the sun rising in the sky. "Where do you live?" Nesho asked, glancing at the long row of houses in Treasure Town. "There." Sakura pointed to a rundown shack next to the Trading Center. The Vulpix felt a loud pang of sympathy for the poor child's family. "Go to your family." Nesho said, setting her down gently. "Moooooma!" Sakura cried, tearing for her house. As the family rejoiced over their daughter's return, Nesho padded over to the Bank. "Withdraw. . .10,000 poke, please." she said to the floating Duskull who sighed remorsefully as the cash was handed over in a bulging brown sack. As an afterthought, she bought several big apples using her own money collected in the Dungeon.
Trodding back over to the little shack she was embraced by the family consisting of a mother, father, Sakura, and six other brothers and sisters. "Here." she said, sounding muffled through the fabric. Nesho set the bag down gingerly, and it burst open. The mother and father gasped, probably never have seen so much money in one place before. She set the other bag down full of apples, to which the children scrambled over and began to hungrily munch on them. The mother and father stood speechless.
"Words can't. . ." The mother began, staring at the gold, eyes wide like marbles. "It's not a problem, Ma'am. Don't mention it. Use it to buy a better house, alright?" Nesho winked, and turned away with a swish of her tail.
"Nesho!" A small voice called, and Nesho was tackled in a hug. "THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHAN KYOUTHANYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" came out of Sakura's mouth a mile a minute. "Here." she said, finally climbing off of Nesho's body. She held a small mint green scarf, with a little white pokeball symbol on the front. "I coul-" Nesho began. "I insist after all you have done. . ." Sakura whispered. "Thank you. . ." she tied the scarf around Nesho's neck and toddled away. "I'll see you again!" Sakura yelled before she disappeared from sight.
Nesho shook her head. "Kids." She admired the scarf. It was handwoven and looked very nice on her. 'I think i'll go down to the beach, clear my head. . .' she thought to herself. The rocky cliff was where she could think in quiet. 'Maybe the Krabby could even be blowing bubbles today!' she said, smiling warmly at the thought.
On the beach lay an Eevee, struggling to get up. Spasms of pain shot through his head when he tried to move. He tried to make sense of the situation.
'Who am I? Where am I?' thoughts ran around in his muddled brain and bumped into each other. "Hello?" he called out weakly.
"Oh god. . ." Vulpix saw an Eevee convulsing on the beach. "A rescuer's work is never done. . ." she said grimfaced as she raced down the sandy slopes.
"Are you alright?" Nesho called out to the pokemon. "Huh. . .?" Eevee opened his eyes to see a Vulpix above him. "Are you okay?" She asked once again. The Eevee sucked in his breath. "I must be dreaming, right?" The Vulpix pushed an Oran Berry down his throat where he was forced to swallow. A pleasant flavor spread through his body and he stood up, wincing a little but otherwise fine. ". . .I'm not dreaming, am I?" he said, slapping himself. He stopped as he stared at a brown paw. He ran over to the water to see an Eevee's face reflected back at him.
"Oh Arceus. . ." Vulpix muttered as the Eevee kept looking to his paw to the water screaming his head off. "Quit it, will ya!" The Vulpix barked. The Eevee stopped, panting hard. "...Why exactly are you screaming?" The Vulpix asked. "Cuz...because you're talking. And i'm an Eevee!" "Uh...duh?" The Eevee sighed, holding his head in his paws. "I have no idea what's going on. . ." The Vulpix pushed the thought of him eating a bad berry or something away. "What's your name?" "I...I don't know...I don't know." Eevee said, shaking his head that was still cradled in his hands. "Well, my name is Nesho. We could make up a name for you while you're...still going through...this." she said gently. "How about the name...Kurai?" The Eevee looked up. "I like it." Kurai stood up. "I don't remember anything."
"Well..." Nesho began, now very concerned. "Maybe you just...bumped your head on a rock while you drifted here?" she asked. "Maybe." Kurai said, staring fixedly on Nesho's warm brown eyes. "Uh." Kurai said, tearing his eyes away and trying to hide his blush. "Well...let me take you to the hideout." "The hideout?" Kurai asked, confused for not the first or the last time of today. "Yes...the hideout of Team Shikisai..." "Team Shikisai?" "Yes," Nesho began, her eyes lighting up, "Team Dusknight."
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