A view of our world through one Eevee...
This is the story of one little Eevee that suffered through many hardships to brighten the world's future relations of humans and Pok?on. I will tell this story to you as this has been told by the Eevee himself for many years.
Chapter Seven: Live to Tell
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Lorelei woke with a start. Her Glaceon was snoring audibly next to her. She was annoyed for a moment that she woke her up, but she soon realized she could hear people talking downstairs. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but she was curious all the same. She decided to get up, put on her pants and glasses, and go downstairs to investigate. That is, after she rests her eyes for just...a moment...
"How far have you travelled, young man?" The lady was talking to a young boy that came in wanting a place to stay off someone's good will. "I can't say, but I've come from really far away..." "Ah, so you're a Pokémon Trainer, hmm?" He shook his head. She looked concerned. "Did you run away from home?" He looked down. "Yes... my parents probably don't even know I ran away, though... they're really crazy." She softened her expression. "That doesn't sound like a very good reason..." "I'm not finished yet... it's like they're caught up in their own little world all the time, and it's like I don't exist sometimes..." He took a cup of hot tea that she poured and sipped it, easing himself. The lady only looked on. James looked down at his tea after sipping it. "They were going to arrange a marriage for me for a girl I don't even like, and separate me from my friends... Growly is all I have, now..." Growly looked up at him and whined. She felt helpless. For a young boy to make such rash decisions, there was no way she could convince him to go back home.
"Oh, forgive my rudeness! I didn't get your name!" He apologized, as well. "Sorry about that. My name's James, and this is Growly..."
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One woke up in the darkness. He could feel the cold sweat on his body, and it wasn't just his imagination. This dream seemed more vivid, more real...and judging from his past dreams...
Flary looked back into the cave. He could see One sitting up and sniffling. Flary spoke as softly as he could. "One, come here..." One stumbled slowly towards the cave entrance. When he got there, Flary looked into his wet, bloodshot eyes and picked him up, cradling One in his arms, snuggling him into his soft, warm chest fur, rocking ever so slowly. One began to calm down and eventually, he fell asleep again.
Flary watched One as his breathing returned to normal and his face gave a relaxed expression. Flary only became saddened. Ever since One was tiny, he has had strange nightmares. He talked at length to his foster parents and real parents about each incident, but they're unsure what to make of it. They know that he has psychic abilities, which may explain the strange images, or even precognitions. However, with all dreams, there is no absolute truth in what the dreamer beholds.
Flary observed the clear, twilight sky. Now, with his siblings upholding the duties and responsibilities of the pack, One won't be able to enjoy time with his family as much anymore, with Flary being the guard leader, and the mother busy tutoring her kits, One won't have anyone to turn to. The stigma from One's original prejudice since his birth still lingers on within the pack, those too afraid or too insecure of One's apparent abnormal inheritance.
Flary has decided... He's never been able to spend much time with his family, always guarding, working, fighting... He believes it may be close to retirement. No doubt he is getting on in years, and he's found himself lacking in his abilities for the past year. He looked down at One again, sound asleep, and grinned slightly. He knew this was the best way to prove his worth.
"You'll never be just one anymore, I promise..."
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The morning came quickly for Flary, reflecting throughout the night about his and One's future. The day was cloudy and gray, but Flary was in high spirits. He has completed the ritual and vowed to protect One until death.
After the three siblings left, Flary had given the news to One and his mate, and his mate was speechless. She could only hope that One doesn't leave any time soon. One never heard of such a thing such as this. Flary explained it to him with a grin.
"Normally, you are only told about this when you come of age to evolution, or give to the pack greatly. Only those who are ultimately willing to give their life to the one they choose may do this." One looked up at Flary in awe. He wasn't sure what to say. "The ritual I have performed binds us together not as one, but myself like a protective barrier around you, One. I have a special, spiritual connection to you... One, I'll stay by your side, always."
Flary picked up One and cradled him in his arms. "I...I don't understand..." "One, you are a special Eevee... I've known it, your parents have known it, and I'm sure you have wondered the same... Your parents strongly believe that someday, you will accomplish something great..." One looked bewildered. "But what can I do? I'm just a little Eevee in this big old world that I know nothing about..." Flary smiled. "One Eevee can make all the difference. I'm sure you'll come to this conclusion yourself, someday."
Flary's mate smiled softly. For him to do something so reckless, yet so loving... She loves him so, and doesn't want him to leave her side, but can't help but think to reassure herself that there is no doubt in his mind of One's potential. She stepped over to the two to hug both of them lovingly, with tears in her eyes.
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"Tch, our alleged leader. You have heard about his 'secret meetings', have you not?" A frustrated Mightyena was pacing back and forth in a dark section of the forest. The area was made even darker with the ominous clouds above. If one were to look around the area, they would only see eyes gazing back at them...
"Yes, why is that? Did we not just fight against them? Does he want to start another war by fraternizing with the enemy?" An inquisitive one merely stood still pondering over his thoughts. Another one spoke. "You are sure he is meeting someone during the night? Maybe you are a bit confused-" The angered one spoke again. "No! I saw that Flareon with my own eyes! I do not know what our leader is planning, but it cannot be for the benefit of our pack!" "Or what is left of it...without him, I doubt we would be standing here. I believe in him, for the time being." The rest of the pack began to think of what their new leader has done for them, and what their old leader hadn't done for them.
"I believe we should trust our leader. We have a duty to fulfill, after all..." The accusatory Mightyena only scoffed. "We shall still keep an eye on him, however, just in case..." "It will not be easy." "Yes, after all, he is our leader, most definitely well-trained." "It is unanimous. Let us work together to perform this espionage."
As they discussed their plans, Torvus was nearby, hidden in the dark brush, undetected. He only hung his head. 'I do not understand... They seem so intent on keeping to themselves... It will be their undoing...' He leapt into the darkness.
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"Tell me about your dream." Flary and One were laying together, alone, on the leaf bed in their cave with their fireplace ignited. The sun was high in the sky, lightly blocked by clouds, and it was eerily, though peacefully quiet outside. Flary was laying on his back while One laid on Flary's chest. One began to try his best to remember the events that transpired within his dream.
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His breathing was fast and heavy, but he calmed down for the sake of preventing himself from being caught. He went behind a tree and waited for them to pass by. After he couldn't sense them nearby anymore, he exhaustedly sat down on the grass. He managed to get a good, long look at himself this time... Was he really...? This couldn't be possible, he thought. How did they do it...? He was afraid to leave the forest, not in his condition. He will simply have to wait for Flary to come... He yawned and massaged his face in exhaustion and simply sat and waited.
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Flary gathered his thoughts for a few minutes. "One... Did something happen to you?" One couldn't remember, shaking his head in frustration. His dream, or possibly premonition, was fading. Flary laid his head back, worried about what may happen... But he reminded himself, and One, that "It's just a dream... Even if something does happen to you... I'll be there, I promise, One." Flary stroked One lovingly. One just looked away with a sad expression and laid on the leaf-bed to rest.
Flary laid next to him, deep in thought. He only felt helpless towards One's predicament.
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Lorelei was relaxing on a bench while her Pokémon played around in the local park. She had overstayed her welcome where she had spent the night before; eating all of their food was probably not the best idea, but at least she's completely full now. She sorta felt guilty about it. Oh well. While her Pokémon played in the lake, Lorelei remembered when she first came here for the Cascade Badge. Oh, how easy it was... She simply froze the pool they use to disable their Pokémon considerably...
Just then, she saw something relatively odd. There was an Umbreon behind the park bench looking around at the edge of the park. This wasn't an average Umbreon, though; this one appeared to have blue rings instead of yellow. Lorelei was wondering if this Umbreon belonged to a trainer, but more importantly, she believed this to be a rare Umbreon indeed. She got up and walked towards the Umbreon slowly.
"Hey, there, little Umbreon... Are you lost...?" The Umbreon backed away a little. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you... I just wanna help!" She kept a happy expression throughout. The Umbreon watched her attentively, but after a moment, ran off. Lorelei was disappointed that she couldn't get to know where this rare Umbreon came from, but at least this helps prove the theory of oddly-coloured Pokémon she thought was ridiculous at first. She walked back to the park bench and sat down to wonder what some other Pokémon would look like in other colours.
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'Hmm... The humans around this area are still quite the same... But that girl... She was interested in going to our forest...' Umby was sitting in the shade of a large tree in the Cerulean Village park, observing the inhabitants. 'I only wish Espy were here, having psychic abilities more potent than mine... possibly even erase any notion of coming to our forest entirely. But there's no way I could convince my dear to interact with humans again...' He thought about the horrible experiments and torture Espy had to endure years ago. Umby still gets chills just from thinking about it. He saw every moment... Remembered every scream... Espy...
He shook it off. He began to feel a little better as he saw two young Skitty playing in the grass, and remembered what his duty was, to investigate the village for the sake of his pack. So far, the only threat was the fact that the human that was killed by Flary a while back came from this village. It may pose a problem... Umby stayed a little longer to watch the innocent young Pokémon frolic in the field. It was times like these that he felt at peace...and he cherished every moment.
To Be Continued