Chapter One
"Now are you sure you want this one?" The kindly professor asked holding out a red and white ball to the pre-teen standing before him. He noted the bold look of determination plastered on the youth's face and sighed inwardly. "We've discussed the reason why I haven't given him out before."
A mulish expression flickered across the girl's face and she pursed her lips. A habit she learned from her mother no doubt.
"I can handle Kolya."
The old man shook his head half in wonder and half in resigned amusement. With an expert flick he released the pokemon inside. The large male eevee stood still as a statue. His abnormally pale eyes flickered over to the girl. The two had met before. Still, he studied her as if they were complete strangers.
The professor's eyes took on a worried look. For the last three years he had taken care of the male eevee know as Kolya. While not particularly a troublemaker, Kolya tended to distance himself in a cold cocoon. His two sisters had been given away to deserving young would-be trainers long ago. He didn't care so far as the old man could tell. The professor got the impression, even after taking care of the young pokemon all his life, that he was merely tolerated by Kolya. Kolya didn't listen at all and was incredibly stubborn. He did things to please himself and no one else.
"Here boy." Calli beckoned wiggling her fingers in a friendly way. The eevee stared impassively. She crouched down and looked him over. "You know me. And guess what? Now you're mine. We can travel together and be a team.
Silently the eevee raised his lip and lowered his head. Apparently he had different ideas. The professor clutched the pokeball in his hand nervously. A fine sheen of sweat covered his brow and palm. This wasn't going at all like it was suppose to. He never should have listened to the girl's confident request.
"None of that now!" The girl reprimanded sternly. Her outstretched fingers remained steady, but there was a shadow of fear lurking in her emerald eyes.
With fluid, deadly grace the furry pokemon flew towards the girl. The professor threw the ball, but it was far too late to stop the normal type pokemon in his attack. Instinctively Calli threw up her arms protecting her face. Both humans were shocked when the eevee merely blew past her.
He melted into the undergrowth. Calli sunk to her knees shuddering and crying. The professor swore and wished he had put the young eevee in isolation forever.
A slight sound made them both look up in surprise. Held tightly in the fox-like pokemon's mouth was a bloody body. Or rather he had hold of the creature's arm. The scythe claws were stained with old blood and the navy coat was covered with scars.
At first Calli just stared in shocked amazement then she broke down completely, "He saved us!"
The old man blinked giving her a blank look. He wondered if the stress had gone to her brain. Not a nice thought, but entirely plausible given what just happened.
"You hadn't heard?" The girl said wiping away a stray tear from her cheek with the fleshy part of her palm. It left a slight smear of dirt from where her palm hit the ground to break her fall. "There has been a renegade man killing pokemon on the loose in this area."
The professor blinked stupidly then frown. "Really? I hadn't heard."
Calli rushed up to Kolya but he backed away rather than receiving his praise. Still, the professor could grasp the notion that the eevee did actually feel protective towards the girl. He would never be the friendly, open type. However, for some reason the eevee felt that Calli needed him and respected him. The professor had a guilty shock. He doubted anyone ever respected the young eevee before. Not even the kind professor himself.
"Well, it seems you like me after all." Calli whispered putting her hand in her lap.
"Erm, yes, well. Here's your pokedex and your extra pokeballs. I wish you and Kolya the best of luck."
"Now are you sure you want this one?" The kindly professor asked holding out a red and white ball to the pre-teen standing before him. He noted the bold look of determination plastered on the youth's face and sighed inwardly. "We've discussed the reason why I haven't given him out before."
A mulish expression flickered across the girl's face and she pursed her lips. A habit she learned from her mother no doubt.
"I can handle Kolya."
The old man shook his head half in wonder and half in resigned amusement. With an expert flick he released the pokemon inside. The large male eevee stood still as a statue. His abnormally pale eyes flickered over to the girl. The two had met before. Still, he studied her as if they were complete strangers.
The professor's eyes took on a worried look. For the last three years he had taken care of the male eevee know as Kolya. While not particularly a troublemaker, Kolya tended to distance himself in a cold cocoon. His two sisters had been given away to deserving young would-be trainers long ago. He didn't care so far as the old man could tell. The professor got the impression, even after taking care of the young pokemon all his life, that he was merely tolerated by Kolya. Kolya didn't listen at all and was incredibly stubborn. He did things to please himself and no one else.
"Here boy." Calli beckoned wiggling her fingers in a friendly way. The eevee stared impassively. She crouched down and looked him over. "You know me. And guess what? Now you're mine. We can travel together and be a team.
Silently the eevee raised his lip and lowered his head. Apparently he had different ideas. The professor clutched the pokeball in his hand nervously. A fine sheen of sweat covered his brow and palm. This wasn't going at all like it was suppose to. He never should have listened to the girl's confident request.
"None of that now!" The girl reprimanded sternly. Her outstretched fingers remained steady, but there was a shadow of fear lurking in her emerald eyes.
With fluid, deadly grace the furry pokemon flew towards the girl. The professor threw the ball, but it was far too late to stop the normal type pokemon in his attack. Instinctively Calli threw up her arms protecting her face. Both humans were shocked when the eevee merely blew past her.
He melted into the undergrowth. Calli sunk to her knees shuddering and crying. The professor swore and wished he had put the young eevee in isolation forever.
A slight sound made them both look up in surprise. Held tightly in the fox-like pokemon's mouth was a bloody body. Or rather he had hold of the creature's arm. The scythe claws were stained with old blood and the navy coat was covered with scars.
At first Calli just stared in shocked amazement then she broke down completely, "He saved us!"
The old man blinked giving her a blank look. He wondered if the stress had gone to her brain. Not a nice thought, but entirely plausible given what just happened.
"You hadn't heard?" The girl said wiping away a stray tear from her cheek with the fleshy part of her palm. It left a slight smear of dirt from where her palm hit the ground to break her fall. "There has been a renegade man killing pokemon on the loose in this area."
The professor blinked stupidly then frown. "Really? I hadn't heard."
Calli rushed up to Kolya but he backed away rather than receiving his praise. Still, the professor could grasp the notion that the eevee did actually feel protective towards the girl. He would never be the friendly, open type. However, for some reason the eevee felt that Calli needed him and respected him. The professor had a guilty shock. He doubted anyone ever respected the young eevee before. Not even the kind professor himself.
"Well, it seems you like me after all." Calli whispered putting her hand in her lap.
"Erm, yes, well. Here's your pokedex and your extra pokeballs. I wish you and Kolya the best of luck."