Hello again, everyone. I'm collabing on a fic with shadetheeevee, called Shades of Truth: An Eevee's Tale. I'm writing a companion fic to it, about Mist, a major character in said fic. You don't have to read Shades of Truth to understand this, nor do you have to read this fic, Misted Horizons, to understand Shades of Truth. If you want, this can be read as a stand-alone. Combined, you could get a better understanding of the characters and the stories.

Just so you know, this is my first Pokemon fic. I'm sorry if it stinks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

Without farther ado, happy reading!

My name is Mist. I am a Glaceon. I hail from the Ice Tunnel, of the Johto region. You have heard of it, yes?

Ah, you wish to listen to my story. That's strange, no one pays attention to me normally. Very well, since you have asked, I will tell my tale.

It all began so long ago...

"Mist! Mist! Where are you?"

I sighed as I lifted my head up. "Oh, it's you, Whisper. What is it?"

Whisper grinned. She was a cheerful and bubbly Espeon, about the same age as I was. I yawned and stretched.

I was a Glaceon, probably the complete opposite of Whisper. I was calm, she was excitable, I was mature, and she was slightly silly.

Despite this, she was my best friend.

"Did something happen?" I asked.

Whisper frowned. "Aw, did you forget? Today's the Choosing."

"Oh." We fell silent.

The Choosing was when three of our clan would be chosen to go on a long quest. The purpose was to retrieve what had been the pride of our clan, but had been stolen: The Heart Crystal.

The Heart Crystal was said to be located in a faraway region called Sinnoh, on top of a mountain called Mt. Coronet.

The Choosing happened once a year. It had been going on for as long as we could remember, but none of the chosen Pokemon ever returned.

I sighed as I got up. "Who do you think they'll choose this time?"

Whisper shrugged. "Dunno, maybe Flare." Flare was a energetic and strong Flareon. She was one of the primary guards of our clan, attacking with deadly bursts of flame. She would be a good choice.

"What about Bolt?" I asked. Bolt was a Jolteon. He often teamed up with Flare to fend off intruders with swift bolts of lightning. Together they were basically unstoppable.

Whisper frowned. "That still leaves one more."

I blinked in the morning sunlight. "Perhaps Sable?" Sable was an Umbreon. He wasn't the most enthusiastic fighter in the world, but a pretty formidable one all the same. He knew some pretty interesting moves, and liked to confuse his opponents before knocking them out.

"Yeah, Sable!" Whisper grinned. "That would be a pretty good team."

I yawned. "Whatever."

As we neared the Clearing, the place where our clan had meetings, I could see our leader perched upon a stump. Crowds of Eevee and Eeveeloutions were gathered around her.

"Aqua..."

Aqua was a Vaporeon. Whisper had once said she was a bit like me–calm and quiet. She was the leader, as I said before, and a great one. I had the feeling that she didn't like the Choosing, but as it was tradition, had to carry it out.

Aqua perched upon the stump. "My clan, today is the Choosing. To remind ourselves, the Choosing is serious business. Remember, if you are chosen, you may not back down. No elderly, sick, or crippled Pokemon will be chosen."

She paused to let her words sink in.

"Being chosen is a great honor. I have selected three among us that I think will be suitable for this task..." She paused again. The crowd seemed to be holding its collective breath. Aqua began to call out the names.

"Sable!"

"There you go, what did I tell you," Whisper hissed quietly as Sable stalked up to sit on the roots of the stump. He looked as he always did: bored.

Whisper smiled. "Isn't he handsome?"

"WHAT!" I snapped. Whisper laughed good-naturedly. "I think he likes you."

I ignored her, and turned my attention back to Aqua, who was about to call out the next name.

"Bolt!"

"See?" Whisper grinned as Bolt loped excitedly up to sit on a root next to Sable. "I bet the next one will be Flare. It's almost guaranteed."

Flare seemed to think the same. She was tensed, ready to spring up and dash over to sit beside Bolt. All eyes were on Aqua now.

Aqua paused, then she called out...

"Mist!"

And how was that? A bit short, but I thought it was a good place to end. Review, please! If you could take three seconds to write one, it makes me really happy.

Remember to read Shades of Truth! Just go to shadetheeevee's profile.

Until next time!