Another character's being introduced, and I'm putting the dang appearance thing here. So bite me, I don't like doing that in the story. I have a hard enough time with their actions.

Sue: Severe looking woman, unless drunk (she's usually drunk). Her face has a very sarcastic appearance to it, accented by her dirty blond hair. She's short (4'9"), and usually dresses in formal clothing. Also Chris's mother, but he rarely calls her that – usually "Boss lady".

Kani now is an Espeon, but her coat is a darker purple than the 'standard' Espeon.


Chapter 1: Questions

Chris sighed, as Kani finally began to settle down. "Kani, you've never told me what you've really become. Or why. I thought Eevees only evolved with stones."

(Normally, we don't evolve like this. We have to love our trainers to evolve into an Espeon or Umbreon. And the evolution then depends on the time of day…)

"Fine. But what… what can you… what can we do?"

(I'm a psychic type, now. I have the ability to use psychic attacks, and teleport, like you've seen already. And speak with you, but that's slightly different. And there's nothing 'we' can do. I'm still exhausted, and you're disabled.)

Chris gave a 'devil may care' grin. Just as he was about to get up, his mother came in. "Chris… what did you do THIS time? And what happened to Kani?" Her temper was up – scary!

Chris grimaced. "Someone blew up one of my hiding places, I twisted my ankle, and Kani's right next to me."

"That's not funny."

Kani's head went up from the bed, almost wearily. (He's hardly lying. It's hard to lie, when you have a psychic type around, as Chris would say, 'boss lady'.) Sue didn't hear a word, but she heard the "esp.. espeon."

She turned, noticing the Espeon behind Chris. "What in the world…" Chris sighed. His mother was clueless, especially when she had been hitting the wine. Since her speech was blurred, it wasn't hard to tell. "This IS Kani. She evolved, and the rest of what I said was true. I twisted my ankle when I got blown away from the blast. Some Rocket tried to kill me, and Kani fought him off. She evolved, and teleported us away."

"A… a rocket? Blast? What?"

"Didn't I JUST SAY THAT?" Chris was getting tired of this. Boss lady had never really believed in Team Rocket, despite the papers, the stories, everything. He wondered what the heck was sheltering her – and what fantasy world SHE lived in.


Sue trembled. She didn't want to believe it – her son, nearly killed in a bombing, and criminals after him. She didn't know what to do. In a state of fear, she ran out, looking for another glass of wine.


"Crap. Well, that went well. I wonder what she's going to do to repress THAT." Chris sighed, and got back down on the bed. "Kani, I'm worried. Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't the police having a hard time catching the rockets?"

(Mostly. From what I hear from the pokemon, they're not having any luck.)

"In that case, we are NOT going to the cops."

(Why? )

"Think. If I had any intelligence whatsoever, I'd get a mole or spy in the police ASAP. Especially when everyone knows about my secret organization. So what would happen if this spy heard tell about a teenaged punk from Celadon talking about how a place was blown up, and then a Rocket attempted to kill him?"

(Especially since there are a lot of steel and dragon pokemon there.)

"What?"

(I never could tell you before. They were there. It's just that since you showed no intent on capturing anything, they judged you harmless. That's why the family there gave you such a hard time.)

"No wonder that guy was going to kill me. They're after rare pokemon. Was that a reserve, too?"

(I believe so. Didn't they say that? )

Chris sighed "Yes. Just my luck. Now I'm dead meat. Kani, we're going to have to leave as soon as I heal - you know that, right?"

(They will try to kill you, and probably attempt to kill me, too.)

"You're lucky. You can teleport. Me, I can't even use telepathy."

(How do you think you can understand me? )

"Oh. Right… is that why Sabrina can control psychics?"

( She's far more powerful than you, are Chris.)

"I guessed that." His voice was very wry. "Well, now, let's just get some sleep. Otherwise, when boss lady comes to her senses, and reports what I said, we'll be as good as dead."

(More likely dead. Why did you tell her? )

"I forgot. We've got some time, anyway. She'll be in panic mode for about a week. This thing isn't that bad, I'll be healed if I don't have to use it."

(So I'll have to cook for you? You lazy…)

"Turnabout, Kani. I made your meals. And if I remember, you LIKED them. 'sides, you can just raid my brain for how to cook. I had to learn the HARD way."

Kani's mental voice sighed, and then both of them drifted off to sleep. There was no way she could make a meal, and Chris knew that. The fact that she couldn't use her psychic powers well yet was still on both their minds.

/Chapter one. Well, that was shorter than the prolog. Ah well. Sometimes that's a good thing. Occasionally, these fits of emotion will happen. Just not as often.