Chapter 1

My name is Evan Spinder. I am an average build, not too skinny, and not too fat. I have brown hair, and hazel eyes. I am also sixteen years old. I am from the Unova region and have just started my Pokémon journey in the Kalos region. Well almost started, I haven't received my trainer ID, nor my first Pokémon.

I decided to start my journey in Kalos for the one purpose of seeing the many exotic Pokémon that can only be found in this particular region, that and my grandparents used to work for Professor Sycamore.

Anyways, I had just gotten off the cruise ship to be greeted by the warm summer air of the coastal Kalos region.

"Welcome to the Kalos region. I hope you find your stay enjoyable." a young woman smiled. I gave her a quick smile as I departed from the Cyllage City port.

I wandered around the streets of Cyllage City, until I came upon a police officer.

"Excuse me sir would you mind giving me directions as to how I can get to Geosenge town?" I asked as politely as I could.

"Certainly, you stay on this street for three blocks then take a left. Stay on that street for one block. Finally you take a right which should immediately take you outside the city gates."

"Thank you sir." I replied.

The officer smiled. "Hey kid, do you need me to show you to the gates?" The officer asked, "We have had a lot of Team Flare activity around here lately, it's also rumored that Team Rocket is also in the area."

"No thanks. I believe I can manage on my own. After all I'm going to be a Pokémon trainer soon, so I want to try and survive on my own." I stated proudly.

The officer smiled a little at my confidence. "Ok son. I just thought I should warn you." He said with a serious look on his face.

"Thank you sir. I will be careful." I reassured him.

With that I was off. I dashed past stores filled with food, and others filled with camping supplies. People and Pokémon alike zoomed by as I dashed towards the front of the city.

There were several Pokémon that caught my eye. I slowed to a stop and watched as a florist posed several bouquets. A Flabébé floated to the woman and handed here a flower. The woman smiled and thanked the Pokémon. My watch beeped reminding me that I needed to be somewhere. I took off once again.

"Whoa! Slow down kid!" A passerby yelled. However I did not listen. No one was going to stop me from getting to my grandparent's house. There, I will be given my very first Pokémon, and I will be able to start pursuing my dream of becoming a Pokémon master.

I eventually reached the entrance gate. I looked out into the open road. I then took my first step on my Pokémon journey, however it was not the journey I thought I would take.

I walked down the path passing by trainers battling and Pokémon playing. Every once in a while there was the occasional trainer trying to challenge me to a battle however the challenges went unchallenged.

With all the challenges I had received, and the many arguments that followed, I had only made it about half way when it began to grow dark. I quickly set up camp and lit a fire. Afterwards I had quickly scarfed down a half a sandwich I had saved from lunch. I climbed into my sleeping bag and tried to rest up for the following day.

Pokémon's POV

I ran. I ran with all my might, not knowing if I had lost the two Foxes that were giving chase to me. Normally I would be able to defend myself; I mean I am a high level Umbreon in my clan. I am, however, no match for the two Pokémon giving chase.

They were demons. They had no mercy to give, not even to the most cherubic of creatures, and these creatures wanted me dead. These were no ordinary Ninetales. No, these Ninetales were personally trained by a group of humans in red and black clothing to hunt down any Eeveelution that they could find, or so I was told. Suddenly my front left paw snagged onto a hidden root. Sending me flying into a nearby boulder. I quickly got up from the fall and started to run again. However the two Ninetales had caught up, and had effectively surrounded me. I could tell I was going to either die or get captured. Honestly neither choice was very pleasant. So I did the only thing I could think of in this situation.

"Help!" I screamed as loud as I could.

"No one is going to help you my poor little Umbreon." One of the Ninetales had said with a sadistic smile planted on its face.

"And even if someone did come to help you, they would soon be doing what you are doing, cowering by a rock." The other laughed. The only thing I could do was to continue to yell for help.

Evan's POV

I awoke from my deep slumber to the sound of a loud cry.

'What was that?' I thought to myself.

It didn't take long for me to make up my mind to check it out. I quickly pulled on my boots and stomped out what was left of the fire. I then grabbed a flashlight, and went off into the woods to find whoever or whatever needed help.

Within five minutes I had found the source of the yelping. I saw two Ninetales circling a lone Umbreon. I could tell that they were about to pounce on the poor creature, so I did the one thing I could do to stop the two aggressors. I jumped right in front of the two foxes, and prepared to defend myself.

One of the foxes jumped at me, biting down hard on my right leg. I gave out a shout of immense pain as the fox began to drag me into the denser part of the forest, where I knew it would finish what it had started.

Somehow I managed to kick the assailant, and stumbled towards the boulder. Then a burst of flames flew over my head causing a small fire to break out in front of me, blocking me from reaching the rock.

"You have interfered with our mission, boy. Prepare for your punishment." A voice boomed in my mind.

Unable to stop him him, the fox bit down on the same leg as before, and began to drag me deeper into the forest. I was beginning to get desperate as I frantically grabbed at anything that would help me get out of this situation. Finally my hand did reach something. It wasn't rough like stone or wood. It was actually rather soft and silky. I couldn't comprehend what it was. When I looked to see what it was, I was horrified. Ever since I was a child, my mom had told me stories about the consequences of pulling a Ninetales' tail.

After all these years I had vowed to never touch a Ninetales' tail, however the one time I try to save another's life I end up breaking the law of the land.

Both of the Ninetales looked at me in shock. Then the one biting my leg let go. The other Ninetales was filled with anger. His eyes flashed a deep red color as I was covered in the same red glow, as he placed a curse on me, only with time would I figure out which curse I had received.

There are nine curses; each one represents one of the tails of the Ninetales. After a few seconds the light faded and once again the two Ninetales were focused on the Umbreon. They began to stalk toward it, but stopped suddenly. They both perked up, ears twitching as if straining to hear something in the distance.

"Ninetales nine nine." One of the Ninetales spoke and with that the two got up and ran deep into the forest. I tried to go near the Umbreon; it however seemed to be spooked by whatever the Ninetales heard and ran away.

I sighed at the thought of what I had just done. As long as I saved a life I didn't really care. I could live with the consequences.

I walked back to my sleeping bag wrapped up my leg in a few bandages, then laid down and fell back into my deep slumber.