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"A war erupted in the night sky. The humans had released a huge bomb into the air.
From the country we could see the bomb erupting and exploding, taking with it everything in its path.
We ran away from it, further into the country. All the trainers died that day, and all pokeballs destroyed.
Only the pokemon living far out into the country lived.
Only those pokemon that managed to keep off the deadly disease that swept across the country.
Espelle, our world is finished."
My grandma Espeon finished the story.
I was just a young eevee then, completely unaware of the powers that rested in me.
We were forced to only go out at night because the suns rays were too strong.
Only Eevees had survived, because we adapted to anything.
The elemental stones that had given us our powers changed us dramatically.
We became stronger.
***
I evolved into espeon early.
We have to, to survive.
New pokemon had sprouted out of the DarkLands recently.
It started when I was on level nine.
We go up levels every year.
They tried to give me a fire stone but somehow I knew that it wasn't right.
"Give me a chance to evolve!" I had cried.
I nearly died.
My eyes turned pink.
But I evolved.
In time.
The red eyed eevee keeled over and died.
I couldn't do anything to help my brother.
That was the fifth Eevee this week.
If they didn't evolve by level ten they were surely to die.
***
The new pokemon came and took over our village.
THey called themselves the Pel.
We were slaves to them, not able to do anything.
THey made us buuild their empire, and it was strong.
We couldn't fight back.
THey stole our elemental stones.
Our young died without them.
The new pokemon are dark, sleek.
Redeyed like the eevee that didn't have a chance to evolve.
No ears, but scales all over their body.
Black scales.
THe umbreon thought they were related at first.
But everything tainted by the DarkTimes had redeyes.
Our doom.
What were we to do?
***
When I said only the eevees survived, I meant only they survived mentally.
All the other pokemon went mad, and turned into what my grandma called animals.
THey have no feelings and have no moves that they can do.
We can't do moves either but we remained sane.
We gave them new names too.
Like cat, dog, cow.
A bull charged past me and hit its head on the fence.
I used my psychic power to lift the yoke back on its head and forced it to continue plowing.
A Pel came up and whipped me.
They have arms like the humans.
They may be an animalhuman.
THe bull refused to work so I was whipped by the Pel.
I implauded the bull to comtinue working.
*Please work for me. I need you to work for me.*
*I will work for you. My mind has been trapped unable to talk. I haven't talkedthinked to anyone in years.*
*You talkthink?*
*I am still the same on the outside as I am on the inside.*
I told my grandma about that but she laughed.
"THe bull do not talk. THey do not think. I have tried but the psychicthought power has been gone from us for ages!"
It wasn't gone from me.
The DarkTimes had taken the psychicthought power from us for ages.
I had it and my psychic power.
And more.
The Pel demanded that I work for him twice as fast as I could.
I refused.
I used my psychic power to change his mind.
"Go home. My master wishes it."
What choice did I have but to obey?
I walked home and told my grandma.
She was worried and troubled but I couldn't think why.
She demanded that I go back to work and not come back till hometime.
Pels burst in the door and grabbed hold of me.
They took me to the chamber of trials.
They found me guilty of having a MindProblem.
It wasn't a MindProblem, it was a Psychic power.
It was more of a MindPower.
I tricked the lead Pel to let me go.
They tried to stop me and I nearly couldn't MindControl them all.
But I ran away on my own four feet.
I left Grandma.
I had a new life now.
I headed for the cliffs on the side on Mt Silver, trying to make there before DarkFall.
It started SunnyRaining.
*It was a mixture of Sunny Day and Rain Dance.
The rain sliced through anything that stood in its way, so I had to find shelter.
A cave was in the side of Mt Silver, gleaming with light from inside.
I walked in to see that a whole flock of Espeons were sitting inside.
The light was from the silver glinting on the sides reflecting off the SunnyRain.
All the Espeons I found had the MindPower.
They welcomed me and showed me to their leader, a dark Espeon with no resemblence to an umbreon.
It looked slightly like a Pel, but it was obviously an Espeon.
I tried talking normally to them but they wouldn't let me.
"What is this place?"
They all turned to me and looked sternly at me.
Their gaze was frightening.
They gently prodded my mind with theirs to show me about their rule of silence with a burst of flashing colour.
They spoke differently to the bull that I had encountered before, with flashing colour instead of words.
I soon got used to it but it unnerved me quite often.
I saw a passing bird and talked to it a bit.
*How are you.*
*Good I am good what are you doing with the ColourFlash? They are confusing. I prefer the old speech that used to hapen but now I only use ThinkTalk.*
*They are Espeon like me though they use the ColourFlash. I have no other family.*
*Decide what you truly wish soon because the ColourFlash are different to the ThinkTalk.*
*How?*
*They have the DragonSight.*
I had a dream last night, about the bird watching over me in my trouble.
It was a RealDream I was certain, a dream that I was sure that the ColourFlash, as I thought of them now, didn't have.
If the ColourFlash have DragonSight, and I have MindPower, who else has the gift that I have?
The Umbreon called me to his chamber and spoke with the blinding colour that was his distinctive mark.
*Time Dragon Kill.*
*What think?*
*Kill Dragon. LittleTalker (that was their colour for me, a bright flash of yellow with a blue lightning bolt through it) must have truecolour.*
*LittleTalker not have truecolour?* (if you're american say hello to an aussie)
*LittleTalker verysoon have truecolour when dragon be kill.*
--I'm mixing a few stories together to make this story so if you are a professional author please do not sue me.--
"A war erupted in the night sky. The humans had released a huge bomb into the air.
From the country we could see the bomb erupting and exploding, taking with it everything in its path.
We ran away from it, further into the country. All the trainers died that day, and all pokeballs destroyed.
Only the pokemon living far out into the country lived.
Only those pokemon that managed to keep off the deadly disease that swept across the country.
Espelle, our world is finished."
My grandma Espeon finished the story.
I was just a young eevee then, completely unaware of the powers that rested in me.
We were forced to only go out at night because the suns rays were too strong.
Only Eevees had survived, because we adapted to anything.
The elemental stones that had given us our powers changed us dramatically.
We became stronger.
***
I evolved into espeon early.
We have to, to survive.
New pokemon had sprouted out of the DarkLands recently.
It started when I was on level nine.
We go up levels every year.
They tried to give me a fire stone but somehow I knew that it wasn't right.
"Give me a chance to evolve!" I had cried.
I nearly died.
My eyes turned pink.
But I evolved.
In time.
The red eyed eevee keeled over and died.
I couldn't do anything to help my brother.
That was the fifth Eevee this week.
If they didn't evolve by level ten they were surely to die.
***
The new pokemon came and took over our village.
THey called themselves the Pel.
We were slaves to them, not able to do anything.
THey made us buuild their empire, and it was strong.
We couldn't fight back.
THey stole our elemental stones.
Our young died without them.
The new pokemon are dark, sleek.
Redeyed like the eevee that didn't have a chance to evolve.
No ears, but scales all over their body.
Black scales.
THe umbreon thought they were related at first.
But everything tainted by the DarkTimes had redeyes.
Our doom.
What were we to do?
***
When I said only the eevees survived, I meant only they survived mentally.
All the other pokemon went mad, and turned into what my grandma called animals.
THey have no feelings and have no moves that they can do.
We can't do moves either but we remained sane.
We gave them new names too.
Like cat, dog, cow.
A bull charged past me and hit its head on the fence.
I used my psychic power to lift the yoke back on its head and forced it to continue plowing.
A Pel came up and whipped me.
They have arms like the humans.
They may be an animalhuman.
THe bull refused to work so I was whipped by the Pel.
I implauded the bull to comtinue working.
*Please work for me. I need you to work for me.*
*I will work for you. My mind has been trapped unable to talk. I haven't talkedthinked to anyone in years.*
*You talkthink?*
*I am still the same on the outside as I am on the inside.*
I told my grandma about that but she laughed.
"THe bull do not talk. THey do not think. I have tried but the psychicthought power has been gone from us for ages!"
It wasn't gone from me.
The DarkTimes had taken the psychicthought power from us for ages.
I had it and my psychic power.
And more.
The Pel demanded that I work for him twice as fast as I could.
I refused.
I used my psychic power to change his mind.
"Go home. My master wishes it."
What choice did I have but to obey?
I walked home and told my grandma.
She was worried and troubled but I couldn't think why.
She demanded that I go back to work and not come back till hometime.
Pels burst in the door and grabbed hold of me.
They took me to the chamber of trials.
They found me guilty of having a MindProblem.
It wasn't a MindProblem, it was a Psychic power.
It was more of a MindPower.
I tricked the lead Pel to let me go.
They tried to stop me and I nearly couldn't MindControl them all.
But I ran away on my own four feet.
I left Grandma.
I had a new life now.
I headed for the cliffs on the side on Mt Silver, trying to make there before DarkFall.
It started SunnyRaining.
*It was a mixture of Sunny Day and Rain Dance.
The rain sliced through anything that stood in its way, so I had to find shelter.
A cave was in the side of Mt Silver, gleaming with light from inside.
I walked in to see that a whole flock of Espeons were sitting inside.
The light was from the silver glinting on the sides reflecting off the SunnyRain.
All the Espeons I found had the MindPower.
They welcomed me and showed me to their leader, a dark Espeon with no resemblence to an umbreon.
It looked slightly like a Pel, but it was obviously an Espeon.
I tried talking normally to them but they wouldn't let me.
"What is this place?"
They all turned to me and looked sternly at me.
Their gaze was frightening.
They gently prodded my mind with theirs to show me about their rule of silence with a burst of flashing colour.
They spoke differently to the bull that I had encountered before, with flashing colour instead of words.
I soon got used to it but it unnerved me quite often.
I saw a passing bird and talked to it a bit.
*How are you.*
*Good I am good what are you doing with the ColourFlash? They are confusing. I prefer the old speech that used to hapen but now I only use ThinkTalk.*
*They are Espeon like me though they use the ColourFlash. I have no other family.*
*Decide what you truly wish soon because the ColourFlash are different to the ThinkTalk.*
*How?*
*They have the DragonSight.*
I had a dream last night, about the bird watching over me in my trouble.
It was a RealDream I was certain, a dream that I was sure that the ColourFlash, as I thought of them now, didn't have.
If the ColourFlash have DragonSight, and I have MindPower, who else has the gift that I have?
The Umbreon called me to his chamber and spoke with the blinding colour that was his distinctive mark.
*Time Dragon Kill.*
*What think?*
*Kill Dragon. LittleTalker (that was their colour for me, a bright flash of yellow with a blue lightning bolt through it) must have truecolour.*
*LittleTalker not have truecolour?* (if you're american say hello to an aussie)
*LittleTalker verysoon have truecolour when dragon be kill.*
--I'm mixing a few stories together to make this story so if you are a professional author please do not sue me.--