Prologue: 5 years before the actual story:

I was slowly walking through the wilderness as I carefully avoided any humans. I heard a scream from someone followed by a short smack. I crept in the tall grass and looked at a young human male who seemed to be crying. I slowly crept forward towards him. He looked up and flinched at the sight of me. He slowly inched away and I got closer. I rubbed my head against him. He slowly patted my head. Then, I saw a faint smile on his face. I looked closer, I found that he had startlingly clear blue eyes, a small smile with brown hair that seemed to seemed to be nice and neat, yet fuzzy at the same time.

He smiled and continued to rub my head more confidently, I leapt into his lap. He hugged me and I didn't mind. He smiled and laughed as I rubbed my head against his head. "That tickles," he said.

Two years before story:

Tailer and I had bonded over the next few years; he had actually gotten some wood and built me a nice little home on Route 29 as he called it. Every day, he came and we would laugh until he got dizzy, play until we almost fainted, and explore the unknown areas of the forest. Every day, he left me some food, not those brown pellets, but real food, it ranged from all sorts of things, soup, to fresh salads, to roasted berries.

Today, I woke up and waited for him to come. Hours passed as the sun moved, he didn't come. I knew where he lived. He took me home, but his dad was allergic to fur. I carefully went into New Bark Town following the dirt paths he took. Then, I came across his house, I scratched on the door and a tall woman opened the door. She had brown hair like Tailer and her eyes were just like his, but, his smile wasn't on her face, it was replaced by a grim expression. She let me in and carried me into a room. There was a bed. Tailer laid on that bed, a wet cloth placed on his forehead, his eyes closed, barely breathing. He was ill, very ill.

His mother spoke to me, "Eevee, the doctors say Tailer's not going to make it through the night, they've tried everything," she said sadly. I turned and looked at the figure of my first human friend. Tears collected at the corners of my eyes. I never left him. I nudged his arm and let it rest on me.

"E-Eevee," he barely whispered to me.

"What? What?" I asked him panicked. Humans couldn't understand us, but, he understood without having to hear.

"I-I'm glad I got to know you," then, his breathing took a turn for the worse, it grew ever so faint. I cried.

"Don't give up! We were going to go on an adventure together, the two of us," I cried.

"I'm sorry," his faint breathing grew steady as he fell asleep.

I stayed awake, feeling his chest rise and fall rhythmically as he breathed. The moonlight shone on me as I looked at him, my eyes grew heavy as I slowly closed my eyes and let sleep wash over me.

I was dreaming, "Yeah, you go Eevee!" I heard Tailer shout. I was locked in combat with a Raticate. "Use Take Down!" I darted forth and rammed into the Raticate before he could do anything.

I woke back up and there was something missing. A weight, a weight that was supposed to be on my back, Tailer's arm! My eyes snapped open as his body was no longer on his bed. I ran out his doorway and down the kitchen. His father began to sneeze. "Eevee, good news, it seems Tailer's condition improved overnight! He's been airlifted to a hospital in Goldenrod." It was that day, I waited, two months; I was sleeping on the house's door mat when I felt footsteps.

I opened my eyes; I saw a boy, tall, healthy. He had eyes the color of the ocean, brown hair, and I leapt up into his arms. It was Tailer, my Tailer, standing proud and healthy.