I had that strange feeling, where you know something will go wrong.
"I'm leaving now, bye!" Leafeon cheerfully said.
"Bye mom," Eevee replied happily.
But just in case...
"Be careful!" She hollered to her mother.
"Alright, see ya!" Leafeon replied, and continued to walk off.
But she never returned home.
Leafeon was the mother of the Eevee, and also an amazing pick-pocketer. Whenever a trainer or some human decides to rest in the forest they call home, she comes in and takes their belongings. Leafeon does this for a living, and once again, she sets off to find another victim. "Is their anyone even here today?" She questioned herself, then stopped. She stuck her nose in the air and inhaled the scents of the forest. But then, she picked up the scent of human. The grass-type quietly followed the scent until she could see the person, lying underneath the shade of a large tree. She quickly paced over to him and gazed at his black attire, and managed to find his bag along with him. Leafeon was sure he was asleep, and slowly began to slide the bag off his arm.
But unfortunately, she was wrong.
The person's eyes popped open, and he whipped his arm onto Leafeon, pinning her down. The dark figure began to reach towards his bag, pulling out a Pokeball, which had the logo of a particular team on it. He held it up to the struggling Leafeon's face, and with one last cry, she was sucked into the ball as a red light. The person held the ball shut with both hands, making it impossible to escape. After a few seconds, the ball stopped struggling, and he placed it inside his bag, along with many other Pokeballs containing Pokemon from around the region. "This Leafeon is pretty strong, it'll be good for battles..." He began to get up and walk away. "Team Rocket has done it again."
Eevee sat atop of a very large tree, the tree she called home, and peered out to the distant sky.
Why won't this feeling go away?
- 3 Years Later... -
The normal-type continued to live in that same tree. She'd given up hope of her mother returning, which turned her into a heartless Pokemon. All love had drained out of her and into the bottomless pit of a heart she has. Occasionally, she looks at the stash of items her mother was collecting, though it only hurts her heart. She still looks anyway, because of the words her mother told her years before: "You find something to do with these useless things, because I sure won't!". Eevee either looks to the sky in hope, or ventures through the valuable treasure in curiosity. But either way, she can't find true happiness in her life.
But this one interesting item Leafeon picked up one day slowly began gaining the normal-type's interest...
The lonely Pokemon picked up the strangely-shaped object in her forepaws. It was round, brown and curvy, with a long, black rectangle sticking out of the top. It had a few strings attached to the top, which stretched down to the bottom. She wasn't sure what the strange item did, but what she didn't know, is that it would change her life forever.