~Sylveon
Eevee was very intriguing to say the least. I suppose I want to help her because she looked so sad while she was sitting all alone underneath the Sakura tree. I managed to get some words out of her, though she just got angry the more I bothered her.
I also didn't mean to offend her by laughing, but I swear to Arceus, I couldn't help it. Her sudden fiestyness was very amusing and she only made me laugh more when she started pouting at me with her puffy cheeks.
She is also very independent and stubborn, yet in desperate need of a friend or even just someone who can give her guidance. Whether she wants it or not, I just want to help her, which is easier said than done. But it's just what I do so I'm not giving up that easily. And I know she needs a companion, otherwise she wouldn't look so lonely and sad.
'No matter what Pokemon you are I will do my best to help you!' As my motto says anyways.
Because of that along with my big heart and eagerness to help others is the reason why my mother thinks I evolved into a Sylveon. I suppose it's true, plus it's better than the usual girls' fanclub reason that I'm 'irresistibly attractive", or something like that.
She also says that "My kind heart reflects the times I helped someone and represents the happy memories I share with them and my positive walkthrough of life."
I mean it makes sense. I also wanted to be a Sylveon anyways. I admit I might be a bit of a showoff sometimes but I feel proud being me. I'm also relieved I was born a shiny Sylveon so I'm not with an embarassing pink color when I evolved.
"Unique and different." My mom describes me as if you ask her. But if you want a pure definition of 'beauty', just look at my mother for proof.
"Smile always and no matter what the situation is you will always get through it...
True joy is experienced with the people you trust and laugh with and trust you back in return...
Remember this and you'll always keep smiling...etc."
I can do this all day. These are only a few of the things she's taught me.
My mom should have been a philosopher but finds her true passion in writing. She is a very good person and always tries to cheer me up when I'm down. And because of my mother I keep having a fool's smile on my face and I always keep my head up. Until today that is. How can I help someone that might not want it this time mom? But I ignored my conscience and prepared myself for what might happen.
The following day
The second school day had just ended and I was eager to get to the elementary school alone. Spring was in full swing and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom this time of year.
When I was at the entrance I immeadiately saw a large crowd overhead chanting something. All surrounding a fight in the middle of the grounds and I ran over to see if I could stop it. Most of the pokemon in the crowd were fighting types so I figured them cheering on a fight is expected. Until a Hariyama said "Wimp Shrimp doesn't stand a chance. Riolu, teach that pipsqueak a lesson!" I looked around to see if there was anyone else watching this but the courtyard was deserted except for the crowd.
I broke through and was startled by what I was watching.
Eevee on the ground, covered in bruises, being pinned down by a relentless Riolu. Eevee may be losing but she was pissed and in retaliation she bit her arm. Since it wasn't the move 'Bite' I'm guessing about 3 Hp was lost. I could barely see the spark of determination in her eyes but only for a moment. She was only defending herself but it wasn't going to prevail.
I was pushed back away and as I struggled to get back to the front I saw one of the machines that record fights (for training purposes only) was there. Their purpose is just to record, comment, and rewind any fights it captures. It also has a copy of both pokemon's personal stat numbers, Hp points and amount of Ex points they have, which is easy to input at the click of a button. It's basically a battle recorder and only refrees and fighters are allowed to have to use a personal match recording camera. What was it doing here?
Before I could question it I heard the sound of a loud fist colliding with a face.
"Power-Up Punch!!!!"
I finally managed to get through the front and shockingly witnessed Eevee recieving a endless supply of painful hook punches. I was getting infriated in just seconds as it continued and I wanted to break the machine for further commenting on this madness. When someone is getting bullied like this I can't hold back. I have to do something!
"FAIRY WIND!!!"
"A Fairy Wind has appeared out of nowhere that all the audience doesn't see it coming!!! 20 critical hits!!! IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE!!! 5 POKEMON HAVE FAINTED ALL AT ONCE!!! THIS IS RECORD BREAKING DESPITE BEING AGAINST THE RULES!!! AND..."
"SWIFT!!!!"
That one was directed at the machine because it's comments were annoying me. The sound of crunching metal and a small explosion followed. The Riolu snapped to attention just as she was going to lift her fist up for another punch. She was furious as she glanced around to see who had dared to interrupt.
"Alright, which one of you dead a*holes is trying to play peacemaker!?"
I was the only one standing and I kept my ground as she stormed over to me.
"Are you the weakling who has the nerve to..."
"Step aside."
I pushed her aside roughly and started walking over to Eevee.
"HEY! I'M TALKING TO YOU!!!"
I ignored her.
"YOU F*ING B*ARD!!!"
When she grabbed my shoulder and turned me around, preparing to punch me, I slapped her. Normally I made it one of my own personal morals not to hit women but for her I'll make an exception.
I didn't even feel guilty when she fell hard on the sidewalk. The audience was shocked and even scared about what I just did. I didn't care and gently picked up Eevee taking caution to her wounds.
"You're going to be okay. Hang in there."
Eevee lost consciousness and only then did I run the nurses office hurrying and hoping my new friend was going to be okay.
(Note : What happens to Eevee? And how does she react to what Sylveon did? Find out in Ch 4.)
