Hey guys! While I was waiting for a solution to that Error Type 2 thing, I wrote most of Chapter 4. The only thing that prevented me from finishing it yesterday was homework (stupid teachers, assigning a lot of homework so I can't work on my fanfic). And I just have to say something now about the Pokemon's name: it was the best one I could think of. Any others that I considered didn't seem to fit her personality or appearance, so I settled with the one that sounded the nicest.

Chapter 4

Mystery

"No! K-keep those away from me!" she yelled out of fright, backing up. Professor Oak and Hayley both jumped.

"What was that?" Hayley cried.

"Oh, so you can use telepathy!" Oak exclaimed.

"Telepathy?" the Pokemon said, tilting its head to one side.

"Most Pokemon cannot be understood by humans, but by using the power of telepathy, you can make your words comprehensible to us."

"Oh. So you can hear what I'm saying right now?"

"Yes, which makes this much simpler. Instead of trying to get the information by using machines, you can just tell us yourself."

"Well, to tell you the truth, I don't even know much about me."

"What do you mean?" Hayley asked.

"It's kind of a long story."

"That's just fine," Oak replied. "You want to figure this out just as much as we do, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then you need to tell us what you do know. For us to unravel this mystery, we need all the information we can get."

After a short period of contemplation, the Pokemon launched into her story. She told them of how she had woken up in that weird chamber with the cables attached to her, how the rooms in the place didn't really seem to match, how they all showed signs of destruction, how nobody had been there in a long time. She told them of how she had been caught in the storm and washed up on the shore of a beach on the Seafoam Islands, how she could just tell that those guys were bad and how they had chased her into the trees, how she had come to learn about everything that she had learned while on the Seafoam Islands, and finally, how the jump-suited men had chased her again, only to be stopped by Hayley.

"After that, Hayley took me here…and now the story has pretty much caught up with the present."

By now, she had earned the curiosity of some of the other researchers. A few had come over, but most of them were just watching and listening from a distance.

"So is that why you don't like electrical wires?" Hayley asked, having returned them to the machine a long time ago. The Pokemon nodded.

"It still scares me, that memory…"

"These ones won't hurt you, I promise. You just need to wear them for a few seconds." As she saw the hesitant expression on the Pokemon's face, she added," This is the only way we can figure this out, since you can't remember much."

She had to admit, Hayley had a point. She really did want to know more about herself, about what made her the way she was and how she had come into this world. Where was she born? How had she ended up in the lab on that island? These were only a few of the questions that had been bothering her. Finally, she came to a decision.

"Alright, I'll do it."

Hayley smiled at her in a comforting way and pulled the cables out once again, placing one on the Pokemon's head and the other on her chest. Hayley held them there as the machine started making noises. The Pokemon was again reminded of the time that she had woken up inside that weird glass chamber, and she clamped her eyes shut as she started to tremble.

"Only a bit longer," Hayley said in a soothing voice, calming her down until the machine beeped, signaling the completion of data acquisition. Hayley removed the wires and put them back in the machine, flipping the cap back down over them.

"Thank you for putting up with it," Hayley smiled. "Now we might get some answers."

They waited a few more seconds while the device sorted through all the information.

"Data analysis complete," a mechanical voice stated. "Pokemon is of the Normal and Ghost types. Genetics are closest to those of Eevee. Unable to identify cause of genetic transformation."

"So I am related to Eevee after all, but what about that genetic transformation part?"

"It must mean that you evolved in a way that hasn't been discovered yet," Professor Oak responded," and I'm sure you evolved from Eevee, or you wouldn't have a second type."

"And speaking of a second type, isn't that unusual for an evolution of Eevee?" Hayley asked.

"It is indeed."

"Wait, why is it unusual?" the Pokemon asked.

"Pokemon like Vaporeon, Flareon, Umbreon – all the Eevee evolutions – have only one type when they evolve from Eevee," Hayley explained," Vaporeon is a Water type, Flareon is a Fire type, Jolteon is an Electric type, Umbreon is a Dark type, Espeon is a Psychic type, Leafeon is a Grass type, and Glaceon is an Ice type. You're unique among all the other Eevee evolutions because not only did you keep your Normal type, but you also got the Ghost type somehow."

"Oh, I see."

There was a period of silence in which they all mulled it over. They had found out barely anything about her; most of it was still unknown. They only knew her types and what she had told them, nothing else. This was really strange. Why hadn't they been able to discover more? The evolution part was perhaps the weirdest. If Eevee's evolutions tended to have only one type, then why did she have two? And how was it that she had evolved anyway? She couldn't recall anything past her waking in the lab. She didn't remember ever evolving; it was almost as if she had been in this form since the beginning. It seemed like an evolution would be something that would be lodged in a Pokemon's memory, so did that mean that she was possibly unconscious when it happened? There were too many questions that needed answers.

"Well," the Pokemon started awkwardly," I guess I'm more mysterious than any of us expected, huh?"

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. We'll figure it out," Hayley replied, scratching her behind the ears.

"Well, since we know a little bit more, I think I should start working on the Pokedex," Professor Oak said, walking over to the computer he had been at before. His fingers flew over the keyboard, tapping out the information. A few minutes later, he stopped typing and turned back to Hayley and the Pokemon.

"Now all we need is an official name. What should the new Pokemon be called?"

"Do you have any preferences?" Hayley asked her.

"Umm…I don't know. Uh," the Pokemon thought for a while and blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. "Evoleon?"

She had chosen that name because she was an evolution of Eevee and she had noticed that all the Pokemon that evolved from Eevee had names that ended in eon. She thought it was kind of childish, but apparently it was good enough for the Pokemon Professor because he smiled at her.

"Okay then, Evoleon it is," he said, tapping it into the computer. "Hayley, hand me your Pokedex."

She did as instructed and passed the little red device to the Professor. He hooked it up to some kind of cable in the computer and entered a few last commands. The Pokedex's screen lit up and a mechanical voice began talking.

"New Pokemon data: Evoleon, the Instinct Pokemon. It relies on its natural instincts to alert it of people's intentions. Further information is yet to be discovered."

Professor Oak released the cable and gave Hayley's Pokedex back to her.

"There's a little bit more information about her types and other things if you look at her Pokedex Entry."

"Cool. Thanks, Professor."

He nodded at her, then turned his attention to Evoleon.

"There is still some research that I would like to do. Would that be alright with you?"

"Sure, if it means that I'll be able to find out who I am."

"Wonderful. For the research to really be successful, you need to act naturally, and the best way to do that is if you would continue travelling with Hayley. She would make some observations and get to know you better, updating me if anything new comes up. Is this still okay with you two?"

"You bet it is!" they exclaimed at the same time. Oak grinned at them, happy to see that they were excited about their upcoming adventure. After a look from the Professor, Hayley reached in her bag and pulled out a Poke Ball, turning to Evoleon and holding it out for her to see.

"Could you please go inside the Poke Ball?"

"Um…I'm not sure if I'd like being in there. It seems like it would remind me of my confinement in those glass chambers."

"You don't have to stay in it all the time," Hayley replied, relieving the slight worry that had crept into Evoleon's mind, "but you do have to go in there at least once. If you don't, you won't officially be my Pokemon and someone like those guys on the Seafoam Islands might be able to catch you. It's just a safety precaution. I'll let you right back out."

The idea of those guys capturing her was frightening. She didn't ever want that to happen. Hayley had proven before that she was reliable, so it would be okay if she went along with the plan. She knew that everything was going to turn out fine.

Evoleon nudged the white button in the middle of the Poke Ball with her nose, causing the capsule to pop open, draw her inside, and shut immediately afterwards. It was dark in that un-seeable space, no light what-so-ever. It felt like an endless abyss, and she was in the center of it. Evoleon was curled up in a little ball, seemingly floating in the air. She vaguely sensed that the area around her shook whenever she made a move, but before long, the shaking stopped and she felt herself becoming gradually sleepy and closed her eyes. This was what it must have been like whenever a Pokemon was called into its Poke Ball: they would go into a state of hibernation until released again.

A second later, a sliver of light appeared in the black, widening until she felt herself being sucked out of the Poke Ball as if there was a vacuum on the other side. Evoleon flailed about, unable to control where she was going. The force guiding her release set her gently on the desk, exactly where she had been before.

"Excellent. Everything's now set," Oak said as Evoleon shook off the weird sensation of being inside a Poke Ball. While it wasn't absolutely terrible, she much preferred the outside world.

After Hayley had put the Poke Ball with the others at her waist, she reached out to Evoleon, who took the clue and jumped into her arms.

"Thanks for helping me you guys," she said, addressing no one in particular. "I don't know what I would do if it wasn't for your help."

"Don't mention it," Hayley smiled. "I couldn't just let those guys push an innocent Pokemon around, you know."

"Well, now that this whole matter is settled," Oak started," I should get back to my research. You are welcome to come back here anytime you feel the need."

"Thank you, Professor Oak," Hayley said. "We'll see you later."

She turned toward the exit and began making her way to the door as the researchers went back to work, carrying Evoleon in her arms.