Oh wow, I posted one on time!? There's a first! Of course I've had plenty of time to myself lately because I've been working hard to get the time to type. Yet again, Shadow and Sparkette are here to screw around and discover life can be fun, even with broken ribs and twisted humors. If you've never seen this before, and suddenly wondering where a ten chapter story dropped from, I dropped the rating down as I decided a new course and some new wording made it still teen, but not bad enough to warrant a full on M rating. So hope everyone enjoys, and I'll be working on the next chapter starting tomorrow! Let's just hope life decides to cooperate with me for once.
Despite being in the shape he was, Shadow had high spirits and was trying way to hard to impress me. He spent the first night regaling me with his hopes and dreams, as well as asking for all of mine. The second night he somehow convinced an ancient Arcanine to light some candles he had "commandeered" (read:stolen) from somewhere and ate dinner with me in the grass outside by candlelight. The third night, he convinced the old man to set up a radio for us and played slow romantic music for us to dance to. Even with his broken ribs, he fought through the pain to nuzzle me neck to neck and move in slow circles just to show me he cared. Shadow has always been a silly, playful, but kind Eevee. I knew deep down he had a truly caring and loving side, but seeing him open up to me fully and try to win me over even when he knew he already had, it made me glad I decided to stay.
On the fourth day, Professor Rowan showed up, all the way from Sinnoh. He claimed to be the one who studied evolution, and wanted to document Shadow. But as soon as he saw him he gasped, and knelt before him. "It's been 200 years. I cannot believe someone figured it out." Rowan said, looking him over. "Wait, you know what he is?" I asked, tilting my head. Rowan dug in his backpack, and pulled out a tattered old book that looked more ancient than the modern world. "This is the first PokeDex, it was compiled by a girl named Akari, and she presented it to my great whatever grandfather. It's from Hisui, which is now Sinnoh. But I'm certain I have seen this Pokemon!" he said, flipping through the yellowed pages.
"Ahh, yes. According to Akari's research, 'It is most active in the wee hours of the night, when moonlight bathes the land. Its large eyes can pierce the darkness and perceive prey with absolute clarity.'. He's a dark type Pokemon, which are not found at all in Kanto. But his species hasn't been seen in centuries, not since the great Kanto/Johto war. The knowledge of how to evolve them from Eevee was lost to the ages during the war." he explained, reading off the page. "Hey that's great, do I have a name though?" Shadow drolled.
"Umbreon."
"Umbreon... sounds like a fitting name. So, what am I good against?" Shadow grinned. "Well, that's a good question with no answer. As I said, it's been 200 years. No one even remembers what an Umbreon is. Likely not even Professor Oak. The only reason I know is because of this ancient PokeDex. On top of that, Kanto eradicated Umbreon with extreme prejudiced during the war." Rowan answered. "Eradicated!?" Shadow hissed.
"It was war Shadow... literal war. Johto and Kanto has been at odds for years, and when Johto closed it's borders and started detaining Kanto travelers, all hell broke loose. Haven't you ever wondered why Johto is forced to use Kanto's Elite Four, and why Johto cannot stop Kanto travelers? Johto lost the war. But near the end, Umbreon was outright feared. People told stories about the horror of facing your kind. We don't know how, or why, but the borders had teams of Umbreon. Well, Kanto send over 400 Alakazam to one checkpoint, with the goal of claiming it. Not a single Alakazam returned, and not a single Umbreon was harmed. Alakazam were Kanto's trump card. Nothing, no one, not a single thing faced one and made it away without scars. And Kanto lost four whole platoons of them to just six Umbreon. People were outright terrified of Umbreon. When the war finally ended, Kanto took a cruel stance on them. Wiped every one off the face of the earth. Kanto made your kind extinct." he explained, tears falling on his cheeks.
"Arceus damn, what the hell is wrong with people!?" I screamed. "Fear makes humans stupid. The worst part is that they lost the other two eeveelutions because they feared Umbreon. To evolve an Eevee into Umbreon, it requires some kind of... happiness, I guess is the best way to put it. But so did Espeon and Sylveon." he sighed. "There's others?" Shadow asked. "Espeon, the psychic type. Would have been an amazing Kanto Eevee, but people we're so scared they let them fade out because they risked making an Umbreon if they tried to get Espeon. Sylveon however are seen in Kalos, but Kalos will not share how to get them. All I have is a picture." he answered, flipping through the book. Sylveon was close to Umbreon, except white as snow, with pink markings, bows, and feelers coming off of it. "It's adorable." I giggled. "It was also what ended Umbreon's reign ironically. Again, we don't know how, but we know it was the one Johto referred to as 'The Pink Menace'." he chuckled.
"So... I'll never be accepted here." Shadow sighed. oh no... if Kanto hated Umbreon, then Shadow would simply be hated based on what he was. "No, you got lucky. I contacted people who are the highest of higher ups in the Kanto Government. Only one even knew what you are. Umbreon are simply not known here anymore. The only reason he knows is because he's the head of Johto/Kanto relations, and had to learn every detail of the war, even the classified stuff. The official word from the Kanto government is that Umbreon is a new, undocumented eeveelution. No one remembers your kind. So... this is a fresh start. As far as anyone knows, you are the first of your kind." he grinned.
"First of my kind... so, I'm safe?" he questioned. "Your safety as far as legal precedence is that yes, you are simple a new Pokemon. No one knows your kind once terrorized Kanto. And let's argue for a second someone did recognize you from a tale. What could they do? The courts can't simply arrest your trainer for accidentally evolving you. They can't come after you for something that happened two centuries ago. So, I'm going to rewrite a new entry for you, and program the PokeHealer to recognize Umbreon. Once that's done, we can get you fixed up. Honestly I thought this would be harder, but when they described you, I knew right then we had the honor of reviving your kind. Do us proud Shadow." he promised us.
A few hours later, and Shadow was called in to try the healer. I wish I could say I wasn't worried, but truthfully I was terrified. What if it didn't work? What if it made him worse? What if he didn't come back? Thankfully, just a few minutes of fear later, he strolled up with nothing more than a U-shaped scar on his side hidden by his fur. Without the injuries and bandages and stitches, I could finally see him at his best. Strong, lean, fierce. His fur was jet black, marked with bright yellow rings, and piercing crimson eyes. He held himself proudly, like a dark angel ready to take on Arceus himself to protect what was his.
"Don't faint from lust sparkbutt." he said with a grin. And all my awe went out the window and was replaced with a sudden urge to send him right back to the healer. "One, it was awe, not lust. Two, the awe is gone and replaced with anger. Three, if you ever call me sparkbutt again, I will electrocute you so hard you will glow for a year." I hissed. "Ok my lovely tailless vixen." he continued. "I mean it." I threatened, sparking up a charge. "Sure you to yellow butt." he laughed. He stopped when I hit him with a full force thunderbolt right to his muzzle. Surprisingly, he took it extremely well, aside from his fur now standing on end. I couldn't help but fall over laughing at how he was suddenly a fluffy ball of black.
"That hurt. If I wanted to feel that, I'd piss on an electrical outlet again." he groaned. "You didn't..." I gasped. "Yeah, remember the day I was limping after your battle at Pewter City? My manhood really hurt after that mistake." he sighed. "You never were the brightest. Bet that was a shocking experience." I teased. "Yeah, it was pretty... was that a fucking pun!?" he shouted, making me roll around laughing so hard I cried.
Suddenly I was stopped, and it took a few seconds to realize I was now on my back, pinned under him. When he did it the first time, he was hurt but forceful. This time however, his strength was clear. I couldn't even begin to outmatch him. He had me beat in spades and them some. Raw power in his muscles, and I won't lie... I loved it. He was so strong yet was able to to control it enough to make sure he only restrained me, not hurt me. He knew exactly what he was doing, and his control was perfectly balanced. "You are going to be trouble, aren't you?" I asked him, looking up. "I've always been trouble. I've done nothing but be a pain in your ass since the moment we met. And yet here you are, pinned under me, and completely in love with me." he purred. "Arceus save me from the delusions of this young fuzzball." I sighed. "Arceus has no say in this. You do though." he smirked. "Fine, I admit it, you're an idiot." I laughed. "I'm in love with a bully." he whined. "No, you're in love with a moron." I corrected, still chuckling.
"How about this then my lovely fuzzball. Fight me." he growled, smiling. "Fight you? You want me to actually fight you?" I laughed, losing it over his request. "Yes. I want to see just how good this form actually is." he shrugged. Well, I suppose with him having been healed, a simple duel between us should be fine. Plus I was sure I outmatched him. So we went over to the small arena the old man had set up for practice matches. We didn't have anyone to referee, but we didn't need one either. We went to opposite ends, and pawed the count down buttons on the scoreboards, waiting for the 60 second starting time to run out.
As soon as the buzzer sounded, hundreds of glowing red stars shot at me, the sound of thunder crackling through the arena. It was all I could do to dodge them, even then a few clipped bit of my fur. Just as I got to the other side away from them, a beam of pure darkness erupted from his side, sweeping around me with purple lightning arcing off it. I didn't know what it was capable of, but I did my best to jump over it, only to have it reverse and cut through the air into me. My breath vanished, as if a million ghosts sucked my soul from my body. Everything slowed to a crawl as the lightning darted at me, and the very moment the first tiny bolt licked my body, my chest was crushed with terror as I was jettisoned backward at an insane speed. I slammed into a padded pole hard enough to hear it scream in protest as it bent. I slapped the ground like a wet pancake.
I struggled just to see straight, let alone stand up, when I saw a streak of yellow as a furred black paw connected with my rear end, and sent me tumbling across the arena. I hurt so much... even with my aura I simple could not endure this kind of a battle. Outmatched him, Arceus I could not be more wrong! I pried my eyes open, watching the world spin as a glow approached. I was right about one thing, those rings absolutely put off light. He stalked up toward me, living up to his name. A Shadow, carving the night with darkness, fear, corruption, and pure menace. This was not the walk of a challenger, this was the march of a conqueror. Just as I was about to cry out for him to stop, the light turned a lovely pink. The pain vanished, replaced with a soft warm feeling, bubbles racing through my veins. This was a man who wanted me to adore his very being. And I absolutely...
"You bastard!" I hisses as it suddenly vanished. The darkness, the pain, the infatuation. He'd used Attract on me at the very end not as a winning tactic, but as a way to toy with me, to show me that even as absolutely horrific as he could be, he was still a loving dork with a twisted sense of humor. "I think you look good when you sway like an idiot from that. It's still my most effective move against you. Honestly, I didn't think the new moves I had boiling up in me would hit as hard as they did, but I'm impressed you held up to them more. You're the strongest woman I know Sparkette, and the only one who tolerates me." he chucked, helping me up. "Bubbles tolerates you." I quipped. "No, she just isn't dumb enough to club me with something. Plus those Wartortle ears she has now are so stupid." he sighed. Oh Shadow, you're such a jerk. But you're my jerk.