The Power That's Inside
Disclaimer: Why. Bother. The names are mine, the plot is mine, and about 224 out of 251 Pokémon are mine, so live with it.
Pokéspeech, [] psyspeech.
Rocket, when will you learn NOT to stick your head in a thorn bush? Vayees asked. I whimpered as she went back to work pulling the thorns out of my nose.
This HURTS, Vayees, I said meekly, remembering that this was the last day I could call her Vayees, or my brother Veeon. They would get their evolutionary names tonight at sunset.
It should. Teach you not to go poking your nose where it doesn't belong, I heard Eyvan say from the doorway. We were in the human's house, and Eyvan was being arrogant as usual. He considered himself to be Dad's favorite, because he was the male Umbreon-destine.
You know, Eevyu is Umbreon-born, too, said Evafey from the human's bed. She was next in line to evolve, and was to be an Espeon also, and somehow always knew how to control Eyvan's arrogance and my temper. I kind of felt lonely, being the only Flareon-destine.
"Hello, Rocket," said the human as she walked in the door. Holly was her name. "Aimed for the ground and missed again?" It seemed to be her own little joke, the fact that that phrase meant flying, or in my case, landing in the thorns.
"Eevee, eev vee!! (Does the world have to know?!)" I asked in a frustrated tone.
"Just came to tell you that you have one and a half hours before you get your name, Vayees, and you should go to the lake. Veeon is waiting for you there." Oh, yes, the ceremony. For one hour beforehand the ones receiving the name had to be completely silent, but together with the others.
We all ran out of the house, and I called Eevyu. She came running from a clump of strawberry plants. What is it, Rocket?
There's an hour and a half till the naming, sis! I said excitedly. The only other naming I'd been to was the naming of Espin and Psyveya's Espeon-changed son, who was now Peyavet, but I couldn't remember much. It'd been three years ago, after all.
Eevyu had always been the more sensible one of us two, thinking things through, while I was all for doing everything I could as soon as I could. She was also faster and a better climber than me, but that came from being Umbreon-born. Flareons usually stick to being earth-dwellers, while Umbreons are very agile, though not as much so as Espeons.
We'd better get going then, or Dad'll have our tails! she said, and immediately sprinted in the direction of the Naming Circle. Surprisingly, I caught up to her, but she still beat me there.
We have an hour left, so the silence has started, children, Mom said as we approached. Mom's a Flareon who's younger than Dad, but looks much older. Dad's an Umbreon, but he has a strange lightning-shaped scar marking on his forehead, from between his ears to the tip of his nose.
Once again I asked him about it. He took Eevyu and me aside and began to speak in whisper-thin tones. He told us of his first master, a kind and caring girl named Rayaka, who had lost a battle and run away. Then he'd been given to Terry, who seemed ok at first, until he evolved. Then Terry started abusing him, and eventually threw him into a river. It was that same day that he'd gotten here, he said, and Holly had helped him get better.
Somehow, though, I could tell he was leaving something out. His eyes gave it away that there was more to the story. And? I asked, hoping for more.
And now, six years later, we have seven children and three eggs, he replied, abruptly ending the story.
He left Eevyu and me alone there, returning to stand by Mom's side. Eevyu, I whispered, Dad left parts out of that story.
I know, she replied, I think- But she was cut off by the arrival of my brother and sister.
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So this chapter was basically background. Sorry about my Keya fics being on hold, but I seem to have lost the disk with the beginning of part 4 on it. Hope you like these, though. I might actually start something like this on my Gameboy...but for now, keep reading. ~The Darkness Master
Disclaimer: Why. Bother. The names are mine, the plot is mine, and about 224 out of 251 Pokémon are mine, so live with it.
Pokéspeech, [] psyspeech.
Rocket, when will you learn NOT to stick your head in a thorn bush? Vayees asked. I whimpered as she went back to work pulling the thorns out of my nose.
This HURTS, Vayees, I said meekly, remembering that this was the last day I could call her Vayees, or my brother Veeon. They would get their evolutionary names tonight at sunset.
It should. Teach you not to go poking your nose where it doesn't belong, I heard Eyvan say from the doorway. We were in the human's house, and Eyvan was being arrogant as usual. He considered himself to be Dad's favorite, because he was the male Umbreon-destine.
You know, Eevyu is Umbreon-born, too, said Evafey from the human's bed. She was next in line to evolve, and was to be an Espeon also, and somehow always knew how to control Eyvan's arrogance and my temper. I kind of felt lonely, being the only Flareon-destine.
"Hello, Rocket," said the human as she walked in the door. Holly was her name. "Aimed for the ground and missed again?" It seemed to be her own little joke, the fact that that phrase meant flying, or in my case, landing in the thorns.
"Eevee, eev vee!! (Does the world have to know?!)" I asked in a frustrated tone.
"Just came to tell you that you have one and a half hours before you get your name, Vayees, and you should go to the lake. Veeon is waiting for you there." Oh, yes, the ceremony. For one hour beforehand the ones receiving the name had to be completely silent, but together with the others.
We all ran out of the house, and I called Eevyu. She came running from a clump of strawberry plants. What is it, Rocket?
There's an hour and a half till the naming, sis! I said excitedly. The only other naming I'd been to was the naming of Espin and Psyveya's Espeon-changed son, who was now Peyavet, but I couldn't remember much. It'd been three years ago, after all.
Eevyu had always been the more sensible one of us two, thinking things through, while I was all for doing everything I could as soon as I could. She was also faster and a better climber than me, but that came from being Umbreon-born. Flareons usually stick to being earth-dwellers, while Umbreons are very agile, though not as much so as Espeons.
We'd better get going then, or Dad'll have our tails! she said, and immediately sprinted in the direction of the Naming Circle. Surprisingly, I caught up to her, but she still beat me there.
We have an hour left, so the silence has started, children, Mom said as we approached. Mom's a Flareon who's younger than Dad, but looks much older. Dad's an Umbreon, but he has a strange lightning-shaped scar marking on his forehead, from between his ears to the tip of his nose.
Once again I asked him about it. He took Eevyu and me aside and began to speak in whisper-thin tones. He told us of his first master, a kind and caring girl named Rayaka, who had lost a battle and run away. Then he'd been given to Terry, who seemed ok at first, until he evolved. Then Terry started abusing him, and eventually threw him into a river. It was that same day that he'd gotten here, he said, and Holly had helped him get better.
Somehow, though, I could tell he was leaving something out. His eyes gave it away that there was more to the story. And? I asked, hoping for more.
And now, six years later, we have seven children and three eggs, he replied, abruptly ending the story.
He left Eevyu and me alone there, returning to stand by Mom's side. Eevyu, I whispered, Dad left parts out of that story.
I know, she replied, I think- But she was cut off by the arrival of my brother and sister.
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So this chapter was basically background. Sorry about my Keya fics being on hold, but I seem to have lost the disk with the beginning of part 4 on it. Hope you like these, though. I might actually start something like this on my Gameboy...but for now, keep reading. ~The Darkness Master