You've made it to the second chapter! Congratulations! I hope you're enjoying the story so far! I've been working really hard on it and had a lot of help from Dreaming I'm Latios, who is also a talented writer! Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 1
Pink, Blue, Red, Green
Lights lit up every corner of the battle stadium, making it so the hundreds of students, families, and fans could see every move. A white dome spread over the top, and a short wall limited the fight within a certain area. The stands were raised up, providing the fans with a better view, and just under them were the members of the two separate teams, each on opposite sides. With the help of several pokemon, the stands were surrounded by an invisible barrier to keep the watchers from getting hit by stray moves. Pokemon rushed up and down the aisles, some selling unhealthy snacks, others arguing with fans of the other team, but most sat on the edge of their seats, cheering.
Out on the field, four pokemon, two from each team, battled full force with each other while the crowds cheered on. The away team, a skinny, blueish-black Sneasel and hard-shelled Squirtle, battled the home team, a slightly muscular Riolu and a short, but quick, Meowth. They launched and dodged moves, creating explosions and clouds of smoke. The away team was down to two pokemon, but both were fresh for battle. The home team, which was who most of the fans were cheering for, still had three. One had already been in battle, another who was just sent in, and the third, the secret weapon, hadn't been put in at all. They had the advantage, for now.
The Meowth took a Water Gun the chest, which put him out of battle, and most of the stadium silenced while the away team fans howled. The referee ceased the battle, letting pokemon come onto the field to get their teammate. The coach, a large Marowak, growled and looked at his clipboard, leaning worryingly on his bone. He looked ot the electronic scoreboard, watching a three drop to a two, showing that both teams only had two pokemon left. The Meowth was supposed to hold the ground a little longer and deal some damage with his Pay Day. The Riolu was already getting tired from earlier battles, and the away team's pokemon were still fresh and ready.
Starting with three pokemon in the front row, a quiet chant started. Then, other home team fans joined in, demanding for their favorite battler. Soon, the stadium filled with shouts. "Lawless! Lawless! Lawless!"
The average sized, brown, quadruped pokemon smiled confidently. She wore a hot pink jersey with the number 06 in black letters on the back. Above the number was her last name in all uppercase letters, which the crowd was chanting. She stood up, her uneven bangs falling over her forehead, and smirked with fierce blue eyes. The crowd's chanting turned into a scream of support as the coach called her over. The tips of her brown bangs were dyed the same pink color as her jersey, and when she took it off, everyone could see the pink tips of her cream-colored collar. She was skinny and slightly muscular, but stronger than she looked.
"Alright Lawless," the Marowak began with a rough voice, "the Sneasel's first Ice Beam is what really got your teammate out in the first place."
"I was watching," the blue eyed Eevee stated, still watching the Sneasel and Squirtle. "The Squirtle's fast, and the Sneasel likes to use his claws, which means they both like to come in close to attack."
"Exactly. I want you and Carson to use that to your advantage."
"Yes Coach!"
As the Eevee ran and jumped over the wall of the battlefield, the crowd cheered again. She waved to them quickly, and jogged to her partner's side. She high-fived him, smiled, and nodded. The Riolu nodded back.
"What did Coach say?" He asked.
"They come in close to attack," the Eevee responded, eyeing her opponents. They smirked toward her and stood in battle-ready position. "Coach wants us to use that to hit 'em with our strongest moves."
"Right. You ready, Steph?"
The Riolu kept his feet shoulder length apart and held his arms up defensively in front of his body. The Eevee crouched low, looking as if she were going to burst forward at any second.
"You know it, Carson."
As soon as the referee blew the whistle and waved the checkered flag down, Stephanie and Carson were thrown completely off. The Sneasel pulled his claws to his side, letting shadows surround them, but instead of attacking the opposite team, he attacked his own teammate. The Squirtle retreated into his shell as the Sneasel swung his Shadow Claw at the water type. Hidden in his shell, hesuddenly rushed at Steph, hitting her paws and knocking her over. He hit the back wall, bouncing off, and came spinning back at Carson. The Riolu rolled to the side, letting the shell rush past him, but his few seconds of distraction caused him to get hit from behind by a Slash from the Sneasel. In response to the suprise move, the crowd gasped at how quickly Carson and Steph were knocked down.
However, the home team fans cheered for the Eevee, encouraging her to keep going. Steph quickly regained her footing, not noticing the relieved yelling, and let energy flow through her veins to form a purple and black orb in front of her mouth. She jumped into the air and fired it while avoiding a hit from the spinning Squirtle shell. The Shadow Ball hit its mark, knocking the Sneasel back a few feet, and Steph yelled to Carson, "Jump!"
The Riolu, still stumbling from the Slash that whipped his back, heard both his partner's warning and the sound of an incoming projectile. He awkwardly flipped backward, narrowly avoiding the Squirtle, but nearly tripped when he landed. Steph landed just behind him, facing the Ice type, and the Squirtle popped out of his shell. Now, with the surprise Rapid Spin move of the Squirtle, they were susceptible to attacks from the front and back. To keep a strong defense, the Eevee and Riolu stood back to back.
"They weren't fighting this well before," Carson stated, gritting his teeth.
"They were trying to trick us by hiding the Rapid Spin."
The Sneasel pulled out his Shadow Claws and dashed at the home team. The Squirtle inhaled deeply, and then spit out a powerful pump of water. To limit the damage, Carson crossed his arms in front of his body and he instantly became surrounded in a clear aura. Steph ran toward the Sneasel as fast as he came at her, letting her tail slowly turn to iron. Carson's Endure cut the damage from Water Gun, and Steph blocked the Shadow Claw with her Iron Tail. She used her strength to overpower the force against her tail and spun around back onto all fours, where she then tackled the ice type.
"A little help here!" Carson called.
Carson held his ground with Endure, while the Squirtle was putting so much force into his move that he had to close his eyes. Steph swiftly turned and ran toward the water type. However, he was ready for her, and completely stopped attacking to retreat into his shell again. He used his Rapid Spin to rush at her, forcing her to skid to a halt and roll out of the way. He went straight towards the Sneasel, flipped on his back once reaching him, and stayed in the same place. The Sneasel jumped onto his spinning partner, a small, bright blue orb in front of his mouth, and as he began spinning he released the Ice Beam.
Steph lept over the blue beam, slipping on the newly formed ice when she landed. Carson wasn't as quick as the Eevee, and was hit on the side of his leg. He fell forward, hitting his chin on the ice, and grumbled to himself. When he looked up, the entire battlefield was covered with ice. Luckily, the pads of their paws made standing on the ice easy, but moving was on a whole new level.
Away team fans whistled sharply at the skill of their battlers special move. It was one they had seen many times before, one that often led to their victory over the opposing team.
Steph growled to herself, determination filling her heart. "Carson, let's get back in the fight! Break the ice and I'll cover you!"
The Riolu nodded and shakily lowered himself to the ground. He placed his paw on the surface of the ice and started powering up his Force Palm. Stephanie used her claws as extra help to speedily skate around the new battlefield, using small Shadow Balls to knock the Squirtle off balance. Despite this being his team move, he clearly could not glide on the ice like Steph and the Sneasel, showing that the move had not yet been perfected. Her and the Sneasel rammed into each other, using the walls to push themselves off to give more power.
Finally, and powerful vibration burst from Carson's paw, shattering the immeditate surrounding ice, and cracking the rest of it throughout the battlefield. The Riolu stood and motion to Steph. The Eevee nodded and jumped into the air, firing a purple orb at the ice type. The Sneasel chuckled and skated back, avoiding the ghost type move, but tripped over a long crack in the ice. As soon as Steph landed, she pushed forward and tackled the Sneasel twice as he tried to stand. It wasn't hard enough to knock him over, but pushed him toward the Riolu.
Carson took over while Steph moved to the Squirtle. He dropped to the ground and swung his Low Sweep at the Sneasel's ankles. As he tripped the pokemon, Carson turned his tail to iron, jumped back up, and slammed his Iron Tail as hard as he could on the Sneasel. The crowd winced, almost feeling the Sneasel's pain.
With the ice now cracked and broken, the Squirtle had better control over his balance. He easily stood and fired a Water Gun at Stephanie. She formed a Shadow Ball in front of her mouth, but didn't release it, and instead let it protect her while the Water Gun pushed against it. When the Water Gun couldn't reach as far as it had pushed Steph, the Squirtle retreated into his shell and came sliding toward her with Rapid Spin yet again. She used to ice to dodge, spin around, and hit him against the wall with her Iron Tail, forcing the Tiny Turtle pokemon out of its shell. Before he could react, she hit him high up into the air with another Iron Tail.
As he uncontrollably flipped higher into the air, she pulled the energy from her heart and let it diffuse through her skin, forming three, electric blue orbs in front of her. She accurately aimed and fired them at the Squirtle. The orbs of the electric type Hidden Power hit their mark, forming a cloud of smoke in the air. Seconds later, the water type fell out of the cloud and landed on the ground, putting him out of battle.
A roar came forth from the crowd as the buzzer announced the deduction of a point from the away team. The home team had the advantage of two against one, and an even better advantage with Steph and Carson on the field.
With only one pokemon left, Stephanie turned toward Carson to see him fighting the Sneasel's back to back Shadow Claw. She pushed off the wall and slid over, Iron Tail at the ready. Carson saw her coming and ducked to avoid another ghostly claw. At that moment, Steph jumped and met the Shadow Claw with her Iron Tail, and their strengths matched. Carson, however, was still open to attack. As fast as he could, he spun on one paw, keeping low to the ground, and nailed his own Iron Tail to Sneasel's side, sending him flying against the wall. The ice type fell quickly to the ground, unable to battle.
The referee ended the fight and announced the home team as the winner. The crowd burst into cheers and shouts of joy. Stephanie high fived Carson, and they jogged back to the rest of their team, who congratulated them the way they usually did: by jumping around and shouting cries of victory to them. The largest member of the team picked up the water barrel and dumped it all over Carson and Steph, soaking them. Their fur drooped down, but they simply laughed happily.
The Eevee, still soaking wet, spotted three pokemon leaning over the wall with their paws out. They were the ones who started chanting her last name before she was sent into the battle. She ran over and jumped, high fiving each of the other three Eevee, and grinned at them before returning to her team.
…
He took a deep breath and stepped onto the starting block. After several weeks of training, he was about to see just how fast he'd become. It wasn't a race, but his heart was beating just as quickly. He pulled the goggles over his eyes, one of which was blue and the other brown. He lowered himself, getting ready to dive in. The tips of his ears were dyed a royal blue to match the tip of his brown tail.
Just as he heard the sharp whistle echo through the room, the Eevee pushed off the starting block and dove into the water.
Sharp needles poked his face as he rushed into the pool, though he was nearly immune to it. He moved his front legs and back legs consecutively, watching the other wall get closer and closer. He held his breath for as long as he could, and when his lungs signalled him to get fresh air, he turned his head slightly and inhaled. He quickly returned his head to the water, focusing on the task at paw. He was moving fast, very fast, and wouldn't slow down. He only sped up.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another pokemon who seemed to match his speed. Determined not to let her pass him, he pushed himself even harder. He saw her fall behind him just a little bit, as if slowing down, and when he looked forward her saw why. The wall came at him quickly, but his nerves didn't waver. He instead curled his body at a fast rate, flipping and barely landing the pads of his paws on the wall, and pushed back off.
He twisted as he speed through the water, rolling back onto his stomach and swimming straight once again. He didn't see anyone in his immediate sight, which either meant he was ahead of everyone or behind everyone due to him not paying attention to the wall. He pushed himself harder, the thought of him being last not going through his mind very well. Adrenaline rushed through his veins. He wasn't getting tired. His small brown body only went through the motions, making him turn his head and breathe without having to think. Everything about the water felt so natural to him.
He touched the wall he started at and let it stop him, finishing his race. He held onto the wall, and he resurfaced and pulled his goggles off. He closed his eyes, focused on his breathing for a few seconds, and opened them once he heard the whistle blow again.
"Times are on the board!" a Dewott yelled to her swim team. "Take a look and hit the showers!"
As everyone else climbed out of the water, the Eevee stayed in for a few more seconds. He loved being in the water, especially after a hard race. However, he was procrastinating on checking his time on the board. He was worried that it didn't improve, that all his hard work wouldn't pay off like it normally did.
While it felt natural for him to be in the water, the Eevee didn't actually start out that way. When he was first put in the water, he was still. The liquid flowing around him felt nice. However, he didn't know he had to move to stay above the surface, and when his head went under he accidently inhaled the water. Suddenly he flailed, and his parents had to pull him out. It was a wonderful experience that quickly went south. Ever since then, he was determined to learn to swim. He pushed himself harder and harder every day. Swimming wasn't something that came naturally to him. He had to work for it.
"Lawless!" the coach yelled. "Outta the water and here right now."
The Eevee pulled himself out of the pool and jogged to the Dewott's side, leaving a trail of water behind him. "Yes Coach."
"Have you checked your time yet? You bet your old one by nearly three seconds."
"Really!" The Eevee's ears shot up and he looked back at the electric time board. Right by his name was his last time and new time. He did, in fact, shave almost three seconds off his time. He turned back to his coach, relieved, and reported, "That's great."
The Dewott nodded and smiled. "It's sure is." She suddenly grew serious, putting her clipboard by her side and looking the Eevee in his blue and brown eyes. "Jason, if you're almost as fast as my fastest water type swimmers, imagine how fast you'll be as a Vaporeon."
"I thought about it before," Jason admitted. "I'm not exactly sure yet but I'm considering it. Whatever happens, happens."
At the school, there were two separate swim teams. One, the obviously fastest one, consisted of water types only, like Squirtle and Buizel. The other one consisted of non-water types. Each team had separate competitions with appropriately typed competitors. Jason, being an Eevee, was on the non-water type team.
"I know it doesn't sound too convincing: your swim coach telling you to evolve into a water type." The Dewott chuckled to herself. "But I'm not exaggerating when I say you're one of the best swimmers I've ever seen."
Jason was quiet. He was thinking about the coach's words.
She sighed. "Look. I'm not telling you to evolve into a Vaporeon. I'm saying if you're seriously considering becoming a professional swimmer, you should consider a Vaporeon. But, I get that it's a huge step in a pokemon's life, and you need to choose what's best for you."
Jason nodded. "Thanks Coach."
"You're welcome. Have a good weekend."
The Eevee remained in his spot long after the Dewott left the pool. He was soaking wet and starting to get cold, but he had to think. He was six years old now, the same age his mother, father, aunt, and uncle all evolved. He was going in for the evolution test soon. A while ago, every Eevee had to evolve into the pokemon the test said they would be strongest as. Now, though, with no single ruler, there was no need to do as the test said. While each Eevee still had to take the test to evolve, they could choose whatever evolution they wanted.
"Hey brother."
Jason turned to see a blue eyed Eevee walk into the room. "Hey sis."
"Thanks for missing part of swim practice to come to my battle," Steph said gratefully, standing just outside the puddle around her brother. Like him, she was soaking.
"No problem. Anything for my favorite sister."
"Your only sister." Stephanie noticed her brother's pensive face, and questioned, "What's up?"
"Coach just told me I'm nearly as fast as her water types."
"Well that's great. And I see you beat your time."
"I know. It's really great, but she just got me thinking about what I'm going to evolve into." He met his brown and blue eyes with his sister's. "You know we've got our evolution test soon."
Steph nodded in understanding. "Yeah. I've been thinking about that too. It just all depends on what you want."
"I don't think I know what I want," Jason admitted, biting his lip.
"That's okay." Steph ignored the water and sat down next to her brother. "You can see what the test says, and just go from there. We'll still have time after the test before we decide what to evolve into, and even then you don't have to evolve. You can take as much time as you need."
Jason nodded, taking a few seconds to think, and smiled. "Thanks sis."
She stood up and pulled him to his paws. "Anything for you. Now c'mon. It's already dark outside."
"Wait I still need to shower."
"Shower at home," Steph advised as she pulled her twin brother with her. "We'll miss our train with how long you take."
…
She leaned downward and forward, cracking her back. Then, she tilted her head to the left and to the right, cracking her neck as well. Outside the tunnel, she could see the stadium lights and here the fans screaming and cheering. Like last night with the battles, most of the fans were rooting for the home team this morning. To her right, a monitor displayed the score. Her team was down by a couple hundred points, which meant she needed to make that up by scoring four of her six shots.
She was a useful member of the Battle Bots team. When she first came to the school, she never heard of Balloon Bots, but wanted to contribute to her school. So, she tried out for the Battle Bots, walking into tryouts without an idea of what she was doing. After being told to hit some soccer balls in nets on a moving balloon pokemon, she accomplished her task with ease, earning her spot on the varsity Battle Bots.
Then, the Eevee heard her name called. "Now, last but certainly not least, Leona Rose!"
She ran out into the stadium, somersaulting and flipping as she ran to her place. The tips of her ears were dyed red, along with her paws, calves, and ends of her collar. She barked to the crowd, showing her enthusiasm, but quickly let that go and focused on the balloon in the middle of the stadium. It was a tall Haxorus with five goals. One on the head, and one on each claw and foot. She got into a low stance, fire in her eyes, and exhaled as the clock began counting down to the start.
Three. Her heart began beating faster as her eyes darted to the six soccer balls placed for her.
Two. She stretched her claws and started building up energy.
One. She leaned back, and prepared to take off.
As soon as the buzzer signalled the start of the three minutes, she released her energy and bolting, a trail of white aura following her. Her Quick Attack made her fast, getting her from the start to the first ball in less than three seconds. She could hear the gears inside the bot working, preparing to launch a ball at her. However, she was faster. She slid to a halt right in front of the soccerball, turned her tail to iron, and smacked it straight toward the Haxorus. Her aim and power was near perfect as the shot gave her almost two-hundred points.
Rather than admire the shot, she moved onto the next shot, narrowly avoiding a ball launched at her. Leona heard the gears work again, this time clicking in a different order and taking longer to load. The next ball she hit wasn't as good as the first, but still went in. Her ears pricked at the sound of a ball being fired, and she turned to dash again. The ball didn't come directly at her, but instead where she was headed. And it wasn't just one. The balloon Haxorus used a rapid fire, shifting its aim toward her.
She stopped immediately and turned around, changing up her plan. She went for the next ball near the other side of the field while a barrage of attacks trailed behind. Even when the noise stopped, she didn't dare look back to check. Her Quick Attack brought her to the ball in just over twenty seconds, but in her rush her aim was poor. It went in, but barely, giving her a low ninety-two points.
Leone growled at herself for the poor shot and went for the fourth ball. She was too caught up in the moment to notice her paws and legs were getting sore, or that her Quick Attack was losing its speed. In fact, she didn't even notice the stronger, slower moving soccer ball coming toward her. She was too focused on the next one she had to hit. Just as she stopped and kicked another soccerball into the air, the Balloon Bot's blue ball slammed into her body.
At first, the adrenaline nullified the pain, but when she was thrown into the arena wall, she felt everything. Her bones shook from the impact of the powerful soccer ball hitting her chest and face. Pressure from both front and back put a painful amount of pressure on her spine. When the ball bounced off her body and rolled away, she limply fell to the ground.
The crowd gasped. A young cub stood on his hind legs and peered over the tall wall, watching as the Eevee fell. His eyes widened and his ears fell back. A worried squeak escaped his mouth, but he continued to watch with admiration and hope.
"Ow," Leona grumbled to herself. She forgot about the time and took a few seconds to stand up. The pain was intense for a couple seconds, but nothing to put her out of the game. She shook her head and chuckled to herself, which pushed the frustration away. She glanced at the clock, seeing fifty seconds left. The fire in her soul lit up, and she jumped back into a Quick Attack, running toward another soccerball.
This time, the Bot sent several soccerballs flying in different directions, all in between her and the last ball. Had the rapid fire not happened, she would've gotten to it first, but she was forced to change direction. She amped up her speed, barely running past a ball's path, and then dove down, sliding on the grass as another ball flew over her. A few feet away was the last soccer ball. She needed to score this one directly, even if it meant losing some power, so she took a deep breath and ran toward the wall.
A trail of white light followed her. She jumped at the wall and used her paws to push back off in the direction of the ball. No Iron Tail, just a Quick Attack with a push of the wall provided a good amount of speed and power. She rammed her shoulder into the soccer ball. It spun as it flew through the air, only a few feet off the ground, and landed directly in goal on the Haxorus's left foot.
The goal gave her one hundred and twenty-five points, putting her team ahead. Everyone in the crowd cheered and Leona wiped the sweat off her forehead. Among those cheering, she spotted three Eevee in the front row and saluted to them before walking back into the tunnel she entered through. Waiting for her back at the locker room was her team, and they immediately jumped around her, shouting cries of joy.
"Look at you go, Rose!"
"You took that hit like a Cloyster!"
Leona laughed. "Thanks guys."
"We're going to champs if you keep that up!"
"Heck yeah we are!" Leona high fived each of her teammates.
Soon after the Bot Battle ended, all of the fans who had come to watch left. The school's Battle team came to celebrate with the Battle Bot, despite it being a school day. But, today, no teachers gave homework, and class was simply review for what they learned in the first quarter of the school year. In a few days, they were going on break for a little over a week. Plus, after winning all of their pre-season battles and competitions, they deserved this party.
All the pokemon from both teams sat and talked, eating bread with Oran and Pinab berries baked in and chocolate covered Bluk berries, and drank berry smoothies. Leona found herself talking with Steph and Carson, going into the topic of the week.
"You ever think about what you're going to evolve into?" Leona asked.
"Never," the Riolu responded, taking a big bite of his bread. "Only got one evolution to pick from."
The Eevee with red paws rolled her eyes at him. "Not you, Carson."
He simply chuckled, knowing she wasn't referring to him.
"Jason asked me the same thing yesterday." Steph tossed her head slightly, moving her pink bangs out of her eyes. "Why are you so worried?"
"Are you saying you never thought about it?"
She shook her head. "Nope. That's what the test is for."
Leona raised a questioning eyebrow at the other Eevee. "So you're just going to take whatever the test says makes you the strongest? You know this isn't Mom and Dad's time anymore."
Steph shrugged. "I think it had some use."
"C'mon guys," Carson interrupted. "We're supposed to be having fun right now. We can talk about this later."
Even though it wasn't an argument, Leona and Stephanie agreed and dropped the topic. "Are you excited for the play tonight?" Steph asked.
Leona's tail instantly swayed back and forth on the grass. "You bet! Liam's gonna be great!"
…
He took a few deep breaths, preparing himself. Five minutes to curtain. The pokemon around him were rushing back and forth, applying the last of their makeup or getting the last of their costumes on. Those not in costumes or applying makeup were wearing black and moving things around behind the red curtain. Chatter could be heard outside, along with the shuffling of paws as the slowly flashing lights signalled the audience that the play was about to start.
He looked into the mirror, making sure everything was right. His red bow tie stood out against his white and black suit and contrasted magnificently with the color of his fur. He had a light brown pelt, a slightly longer snout, and the tips of his ears, tail, and cream collar were dyed green. His eyes were brown like a normal Eevee.
"Liam."
The Eevee turned around to see a beige colored, four-legged pokemon standing behind him. He had dark brown paws, bright blue eyes, and rocks on his neck. Like Liam, the Rockruff was in costume for the play, only his costume was simply a dark blue cape and a hat that was similar to the feathers on the head of a Honchkrow.
Liam nodded and smiled nervously. "What's up, Kai?"
"Mrs. O'Neill is calling for places," the Rockruff respond, adjusting the cape on his back. "You nervous?"
"Of course."
"You've been in the last three plays," Kai pointed out. "This is my first time. I'm not used to being on stage."
"Well I didn't want this part," Liam reminded the Rockruff as he tucked part of his cream collar into his suit. "I'm going to be out there through the entire play, including intermission. I have to talk to the audience."
"How can you possibly have stage fright? You're so talented and you seem so comfortable on stage."
"TWO MINUTES TO CURTAIN!" the assistant directed shouted while he ran by. He quickly backtracked upon seeing Liam. "Rose! Get ready! You're going up before everyone else! I hope you practiced!"
"Two seconds," Liam called as the assistant ran off. He turned back to Kai and gave a nervous half-smile. "Wish me luck."
"Just pretend it's your part."
Liam nodded and walked onto the stage, which was covered by the curtains. The lights were off, so the only way he was able to see was by the glow-in-the-dark tape on designated spots on the stage. It led him around the set pieces and to the curtain. Just under it, he saw the lights go off and heard the whispers stop. Then, a single spotlight shone on the place where the curtains split, signalling Liam it was time for him to come on. He took a deep breath, getting himself into character, and pushed his way past the curtains.
The entire theatre was filled with pokemon. Not one seat was empty. They all focused their attention on him, and he casually smiled and winked, acting with confidence and familiarity. "Hello everyone. I hope you're all having a fantastic time this evening."
In the front row, he spotted three more Eevee, who waved at him and winked. He cleared his throat, stood up straight, and began, "My name is Aris Westney, and I'm going to tell you a story that takes place in a time where our kingdoms were at war. It was a time where Equilibrium did not yet exist, but was divided in three parts: Auras Kingdom, Oblivion Kingdom, and the Tribe Lands. The queen of Oblivion Kingdom sought to awaken the pokemon of destruction, Yveltal, to seek revenge on Auras Kingdom for causing her pain and misery. The only one who would be able to stop Yveltal's wrath was none other than Xerneas's descendant, the Wild One."
He didn't miss a beat. He talked with passion and interest, stuttering not even once. His facial expressions played in with his words, convincing the audience that he was the pokemon he playing.
"Now I'm sure you've all heard of the Wild One. She was a willful and selfless Eevee born in the Umbreon Dark Tribe with her twin sister, who was none other than Yveltal's descendant, the Descending One." The spotlight on Liam changed to a soft red to adjust to the mode. "The queen of Oblivion sought after and found the Descending One, separating her from her family and sister, and unfortunately separated the Wild One from her parents as well. Over the next few years, the Wild One lived alone, orphaned in the forests of Wisp Town, while her sister was raised in Oblivion Kingdom under a false mother. In those same years, the four guardians of Xerneas's power, the Gemini, were found."
The light return to its normal color. Liam jumped onto the stair rails, balancing perfectly while standing up straight. He got close to the audience instead of staying onstage, which told everyone about his character's confidence. At this point, Liam was no longer nervous. He slipped into his character.
"Now, I know most of you fine pokemon know about the whole spiel. It wasn't that long ago, and most of you were alive when it happen, but, hey, we have to take up those two hours somehow, right?"
A couple of chuckles came from the crowd. Liam jumped down from the rails and sat down on the step. "So, the Wild One grew up, knowing nothing of her family, sister, or that she was the Wild One. One day, however, she found the Crysti, the very object that held Xerneas's power, but in order to prove she was the true bearer of its power, she had to compete against others. She evolved into a powerful Umbreon and competed greatly, but in the end, the prince of Auras won the competition, and he was thought to be the Wild One for quite some time, until the Umbreon found out the truth about herself and her sister.
"The Gemini, Xerneas, and the Wild One fought greatly, but the Wild One did not want to harm her sister to stop Yveltal. Instead, she convinced the Descending One of the lies that were told to her and proved that the queen of Oblivion wasn't her mother. In the end, the queen did not survive, but many a good came from the fight. The Espeon and Umbreon tribes and Oblivion and Auras Kingdom united into our own kingdom: Equilibrium. Before the unison, just before the great fight, is where our story takes place."
The curtain's pulled apart and the spotlight on Liam turned off. He sat on the steps and watched as his Drama Club friends acted on stage. He gave his narrative input when he needed to, but other than that, he was quiet. He was a little nervous by the time intermission came, but stayed perfectly in character.
"Is this a true story?" a little cub asked.
Liam shook his head, keeping the speaking pattern and personality of his character Aris Westney. "It is only a fable, little one, made up in the imagination by yours truly, but it takes place during the real life war between the Wild One and Descending One."
"What kind of pokemon are you really?"
"No one really knows. All that is known about me are the famous fables and poems I have written over the years."
"You look like a pretty average Eevee to me, Aris," a pokemon stated, earning snickers from his friends.
Liam walked by slyly, commenting, "Perhaps that's exactly what I want you to think." He winked, causing the pokemon's friends to "ooooo" at him.
The Eevee went through the rest of the show without a hitch. He felt great once the show was over, and received many congratulations from his friends and family.