I'm at a loss for words, my thoughts racing as I stare at the dark-type sitting on the bed. I feel confused, nauseous, and I'm having trouble thinking straight. I take a deep breath and manage to collect myself, but only barely.
"Did you just talk?"
"Yes, I did. Your point is?"
"You can't talk. You're a pokemon."
"Just because I'm a pokemon does not mean I'm mute. Now, if we can stop with the cock-foolery, I will explain a few things. Oh, and you should probably sit down - you look like you're about to puke, and I doubt Jonathan will enjoy scrubbing your vomit out of the carpets."
Nodding, I come over and sit on the edge of the bed, immediately feeling calmer - less dizzy. The Umbreon has sat up as well, and is now staring at me with a bored look in it's eyes. I notice that the red band around it's left fore-paw is actually a scrap of red cloth, torn and faded.
"A-alright. I'm calm now, so can you please tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Okay then. I know you're probably expecting some long-winded, confusing explanation, but it's actually quite simple. You see, I'm not even speaking English - and neither are you for that matter. The only reason you can understand me is because of what's happening to you currently." It pauses, most likely trying to give me time to take in what it said.
"You still confused?"
"Y-yeah. In fact, I'm pretty sure what you just said only confused me more. What the hell do you mean 'happening to me'? I'm going insane, aren't I? Is that what you're trying to say?"
"No, not at all. You are perfectly sane, and hopefully you'll remain that way - you'd be no help if you go insane."
I close my eyes and lay back onto the bed, trying to process this all. I'm having trouble comprehending what's going on, and the dark-type's explanations are only making it worse.
"Okay, but that doesn't tell me much. But if i'm right, the only reason I can understand you, is because i'm speaking something other than English, and I can somehow understand what you're saying all of a sudden. Am I correct?"
"Yes. All correct. Now, in regards to why you're speaking Pokish - you're no longer a human. If i'm correct, you were attacked by an unknown being last night, after being lured out into the dark by an oddly enticing blue glow, is this true?"
"I- yes, but how'd you know that? I was alone out there, and I'm certain of that. And what the hell are you talking about 'no longer human'?! Of course I'm human!"
It smirks, seeming to have expected my reaction beforehand. It stares at me for a few minutes, the silence only aggravating me further. Holding back my frustration, I take a deep breath and try to relax. All is quiet for a minute, with the only sound being my own breathing. Once it becomes awkward, the Umbreon decides to break the silence with a laugh.
"You may look human at the moment, but don't worry - that won't last long."
"What are you talking abo-' I'm cut off as the yellow ring on it's forehead begins to change color, turning blue and starting to glow, creating a very familiar blue glow. Coming to a horrible realization, I jump up off the bed and back away towards the door.
"T-That was y-you last night?! You're the thing that attacked me?!"
It grins, and laughs as the the lights click off all at once, leaving me with my back against the wall and the only light being the eerie glow it's giving off. I begin to feel scared, and desperate - and try to think of a way out. Yet something tells me that escape is impossible.
"I was wondering how long it'd take for you to realize.' it says from my left.
'Oh boy, this'll be fun! I haven't gotten to do this in a loooong time. Especially not to a human!"
This time, it's voice comes from my right. I feel the fear building, and I decide I'd rather not stick around to see what it was referring to. I fumble behind me, inching along the wall to the door and finding the handle. Panicking, I quickly turn and turn the knob - or should I say, try to - it's stuck!
I hear it cackle, right behind me, and spin back around as fast as I can. It's standing right there, a foot away from me. I realize it's over, and that there's nowhere to run; I'm trapped. I gulp and close my eyes, awaiting the inevitable... but it never comes. After what seems like ages, I open my eyes to see the Umbreon simply sitting there - staring at me.
"You done? If you think I'm going to let you get away without seeing this, you're out of your mind!"
"J-just do it. Kill me already and get it over with."
"Oh-ho-ho! You think I'm gonna kill you? No. That wouldn't be anywhere near half as fun! Now, hold still and maybe it won't hurt as much."
I gulp and brace myself for the worst, watching the glow as it begins getting brighter and brighter, to the point that it blinds me. When the light fades, I immediately begin to feel very, very strange. I feel increasingly nauseous as my entire body begins to itch. I watch as yellow fur begins to sprout from my skin, and my hands begin to change.
I'm suddenly hit with a massive wave of nausea and pain, as my skull begins to morph and change. My head begins pounding increasingly worse as my face seems to elongate, my nose protruding further outward into what looks like a muzzle. As my skull continues to reshape, my fingers shrink and my middle and ring finger merge. They fuse into a paw-like appendage, the bottoms turning to rough, black pads. My eyes seem to cloud up ever slightly, and my legs give out as my pelvis seems to snap. My ears move to the top of my head, lengthening and turnings slightly diamond-esque shaped. I hear a series of guttural, disgusting pops and cracks from my back, as it feels like someone is snapping my spine in every spot at once. I scream, trying to curl into a ball on the floor.
The Umbreon chuckles as I close my eyes and wait for the pain to stop. Slowly, the yellow fur covers the rest of my body, forming into spiked peaks. After what seems like forever, the pain fades and the cracking stops. I whimper, opening my eyes to watch my feet morph and change just like my hands had, and remain that way. I want to cry, horribly terrified. The pain fades completely, only to be replaced with a horrible feeling inside my chest. It feels horrible, and it lasts for a few seconds before stopping. I take a deep breath as tears pool in the corners of my eyes, but breathing seems to be difficult. After repeating the same deep breath repeatedly, the difficulty fades, and I let my tears run free, wetting the fur that now covered my body, causing me to feel slightly warm.
"W-what am I?"
It laughs and steps closer, the glow fading and the lights flickering back on. It's smiling, and seems to have enjoyed doing whatever it had done to me.
"Now that, was fun. Now come on, stop whimpering - you'll come to enjoy being something other than human."
"W-What am I?! Answer me!"
"Oh, fine. You're a Jolteon now kiddo. Enjoy."
And with that, it turns and walks to the window and jumps onto the sill and out the window, leaving me alone with my tears and nothing but the ugly truth.
