Disclaimer: Yes, as much as I would like to, I don't own any of the Pokemon characters, items, sounds, you get the picture, right? Alright, on with the good stuff

Well, you're certainty not an Eon! What am I, you say? I am a Jolteon! If you don't know what a Jolteon is than what are you doing in a place like Eon Forest? Oh….you've come to hear my tale. Pardon my rudeness. Being the eldest Eon of the group isn't easy, you know. Thank goodness for those translators you have there, or my speaking would just sound like me foolishly repeating "Jolteon" over and over again. Well, waste your time I will not, I'm sure you don't want to hear the tale of an old Jolteon, am I right? Sit down, sit down, visitor, and make yourself comfortable. And let me tell you the tale of Jolteon, Flareon, Vaporeon. But, before I start, I have a bit of explaining to do. You see, the three young Eons that you are going to hear the tale of have an interesting past. Their parents, who were still Eeevees, were brought to a Pokemon science lab. The mother had triplets, and the babies were evolved as soon as they were born. Sadly, they havn't seen their parents since. Now, these were very rare babies indeed. They had the ability to speak the human language. The babies were also very intelligent, they knew every day words as soon as they began their training at the science lab. They were taught all of their abilities, and have amazing elemental powers. So far, their life was very wonderful indeed. That is, until they found out that they were going to have tests run on them. Their powers were unknown to any Pokemon researcher who ever lived, so, of course, many tests were to be done on their genetic code. Many times did these babies try to escape, only to be caught and brought back each time. But they did make it once. And so, begins the tale of three very special little Pokemon, who are known worldwide to all Eons to this day.

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A young Flareon, roughly 7 or 8 years of age, in human years, romped through the woods, the wind making her cream-colored fur ripple and wave. She breathed hard, and her heart pounded so loud that she was afraid it would be heard.

"They won't get me again…not this time, yesiree, they won't" she whispered to herself, in a high-pitched small voice. She tripped over a tree branch, suddenly, and fell to the ground below. Being very young, tears formed in her eyes, and she stifled back the sobs. "I won't cry, I won't!" she told herself, getting to her feet, and she began to run again.

About twenty minutes later, her little body was exhausted, and she trudged over to a nearby bush, and buried herself in its leaves. She was panting heavily, and tears soaked the red fur covering her cheeks.

"Sira……Sira…..SIRA!!" a whispering voice said suddenly. The Flareon jumped, and her long, rabbit-like ears pricked up. "Who's there?" she whisped, her voice shaky with fear. "Sira….it's me, Natori!" the voice said again.
"Natori! Where are you?!" Sira practically shouted.
"Shhhh…I'm right behind you." Sira turned around, and saw a Jolteon, about the age of herself, crouched in the same bush as she was in, smiling at her.
"Oh, Natori! I'm..I'm so glad to see you!" Sira said, giving her close friend a quick hug.
"When did you get here, dear friend?" Sira said.
"Oh, about a half hour ago."
"What?! Oh, that figures. I forgot how quick your kind is. Well, where is Keersha?"
"Keersha..hmm, she told me that she was going to take the river down. She said she'll be safer in the water." Natori shut her eyes, as if saddened by something.
"Oh….that Vaporeon. Always was too cautious." Sira then noticed Natori's expression.
"Hey, Natori, what's the matter?" she said.
"I'm worried about Keersha. She should've been here a while ago."
"Do you think she got caught?"
"I hope not." Both Eons sighed. A rusling in the bushes startled them both, and they spun around, in a fighting stance, ears flat against their skulls, and claws buried in the parched ground. "We're ready for ya…." Natori growled.

A pair of black eyes peered through the thick branches of the large bush, followed by a furry blue, smiling face. The smile disapeered when the creature, which was a Vaporeon, saw the two Eons, ready to battle.

"Hey, there, don't attack me, now!" the Vaporeon said. The angry expressions on the Jolteon and Flareon disapeered, and they both sighed in relief. "Keersha…you had us so worried. What took you so long?" Sira said.

"I decided to take a nap, lost track of time, I apologize." "How long was your nap?" Natori giggled, and playfully punched her friend in the shoulderblade. All three giggled quietly.
"We have to get moving, they'll be on us soon. They'll send out those horrible guard Arcanines." Keersha shuddered at sudden memories of the vicious dog Pokemon. Sira and Natori nodded, and the three headed out into the distance, in search of a place to rest.

To Be Continued