Heyyyyy and welcome backkkkkkkkk!

I know, you're all thinking.

WHAAAAAAAATTTTT - That's you guys, by the way. WHAAAAAAAATTTTT? Pyro's updating in less than two weeks?

Yep. Be amazed~

loganthepiratefox52 - Sorry, I'm not using OC's for this. I already have a plot *gasp* planned out, and introducing a new main character would throw everything off. Of course, cameos are still a thing...


The mirror clattered to the floor, the loud clang resonating throughout the cave, as Sarah stared in shock.

"Uzahh- Wha?" Incoherent babbling noises were produced from Sarah's mouth.

Night's ring's weren't glowing, as he could control the chemical which resided inside his ears, like a lamp, almost. He could see fine without them, as being a dark type let him see. Why go into detail about it? Because, there was a strange thing: There was still a light being produced. A slight red glow, from Night's orange-red eyes, although it produced little-to-no light. Instead, there was a different source of light, a deep crimson, casting a slight glow, producing slightly more light than Night's own. The only reason Night's eyes glowed was simply because of the glowing chemical that caused his rings to glow, although the chemical was almost like blood, spread throughout his body. His eyes just so happened to be a place where the chemical seemed to gather the most, although if you moved away his fur, you could see a slight glow, though his dark black fur absorbed almost all of the light.

But this light, was much more different.

Why?

Because it came from Sarah. A human, who, if you lived under a rock, or in Night's case, lived inside a rock, knew it was incapable for a human to produce such a glow. Even Night knew that.

This glow, this light, was almost non-existent, simply existing because of the light it produced. This, this beautiful masterpiece, some might say, was a pure and utter power. It radiated from the glow, and even stranger, Sarah herself. The light, which was a soft crimson glow, was entrancing, simply because of it's captivating power.

"Oh my Mew..." Her faint whisper, barely audible.

"Wh-What is it..?" Night found his words to be hard to speak, the power emanating from her eyes choking him, in a sense.

She blinked, which made Night get dizzy for a second, the power in the air suddenly dropping and soaring back up again.

"Not... Sure?" She hadn't said an entire sentence, was the power effecting her too? That wouldn't make much sense...

Night had padded over to her, nudging the mirror towards her.

Sarah lifted it up, brushing her hair behind her ear, although it fell back over her ear. Grumbling, she dug around in her backpack, which was right next to her mirror, and took out a hairpin, pulling her hair back with that.

"Oh my Mew..." Night gasped.

Her ears weren't her lumpy ears, instead they were delicate, soft... Night couldn't tell the color, so he turned on the chemical. Her ear, now that he could see better, were a light cream, folded over, in a sense, like cute little fox ears. They twitched slightly, reminding him of a Ninetales as it was about to attack...

Could she be turning into a Ninetales? He had heard of tales when a human had wronged a Ninetales by grabbing a tail, which were very sensitive, bringing the Ninetales excruciating pain, similar to an impact from a charging Tauros- of course, only in the area where the human had grabbed it. As a reflex, power was released from the tail. What it did, mattered on which tail was grabbed. Never grab the smallest tail, it is the most sensitive, since it was the newest tail. But what tail would that be?

"Suwako? Have you ever grabbed a Ninetales's tail?" he asked.

"No, I never would... It's common knowledge that a Ninetales takes offense when a human touches it."

"Not really... It's like getting hit by a Double-Edge... Which really hurts. But then, how did you get cursed?"

"Uh... I don't know..."

Night sighed. "Then how?"

Sarah groaned. "I don't know..."

Night looked outside. The sun slowly rose, much to his dislike. Did that much time really pass?

"Ugh... Should I go wake Watermelon up?"

"No, I'll do it..." Sarah pushed herself up, walking over to Watermelon.

"Heya buddy... Get up..." she mumbled, poking at Watermelon.

"I don't wannaa..."

Night sighed. Now what? It was early, very early. Was he really going to have to get up at this hour everyday? He supposed he should be grateful, where else would he go?

There was a loud groan, from Watermelon probably accepting his fate.

"Took you long enough..." Sarah smiled. Night saw that she had bags under her eyes.

"Ugh... Fine... Can I eat..?"

"Yes, you can..."

"Mmkay, Sarah..." He must have been half asleep, otherwise he would be asking questions.

As Night lay by the opening of the cave, his mind began to wander, thoughts slowly grasping his mind and tugging at it in different directions.

I wonder, have they made it out alright? A few days prior to the events of his capture, his siblings and him had been hiding in a small burrow. There were three of them, including Night. There was Scorch, a Flareon. He was the oldest, the leader of the group. Stern, strong, and level-headed. He wasn't the fastest of thinkers, and didn't plan much, but to Night and his sister he was the best brother in the world. His sister, Bluefin, was a Vaporeon, a shiny one at that. She was innocent, the youngest of the group. She was carefree, not necessary good considering the fact they were on the run, but she could focus when she wanted to. She gave a perfect facade, in Night's eyes. Once they were trapped on a cliff, as the hunters came closer. They had wanted her, so she stepped forward like she wanted to give herself up. A hunter grinned and tried to grab her, but she shot a Water Gun at him and he fell off the cliff, sickening crack and all. Night liked to think he lived.

Lastly, there was Night. He was the strategist, through and through. No matter what, he always had a plan! At least, that's what he thought.

Until that day...

"Hey! Umbreon! Come on!" Sarah called from her backpack.

Night was jerked back to reality.

He said nothing as he walked over to Sarah, looking up at her deep crimson eyes.

She smiled as she picked up an Ultra ball, pressing the button as the bright red light hit Night as he became lost in a world of thought.

What a cruel place, indeed.