Eelizabeth's Tale
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Jon picked Elizabeth back up, petting her again, and walked up to her room, where she kept a laptop.
"Believe it or not," Flashbolt explained, "the council has their own website, although only a select few are able to get in. Tell your friend to type in 'pokemonspecies+++.com/council&power/MAHLR/kirb'"
Elizabeth repeated the site to Jon, who typed it in. "This is just some fan website about pokemon conspiracy theories!"
Conspiracy theories… like people turning into pokemon? Elizabeth thought, rolling her now tall brown eyes.
"Tell him to sign in. Username, 'BlueblazerFlashbolt61' Blueblazer was my vaporeon sister." Elizabeth translated the instructions to Jon.
"Password?" Jon asked.
"What? Mew! Let me in! I don't need a password!" Flashbolt barked out. At the end of the sounds, the computer shuttered a bit and text came up on the screen. It read, ALRIGHT FLASHBOLT, YOU'RE IN. I'M STILL NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT, THOUGH. Then a completely different website came up. Its background was teeming with pictures of legendary pokemon.
"Whoa…" Jon said in surprise. "Yep, this is it." He scanned through the text on the screen. "Oh! I found it!" he looked down at Elizabeth, who was on the floor. "Sorry Ellie, you're not gonna like this. It says here that the next council meeting is 10 days from now. The problem is… it's on Mt. Coronet."
"MT. CORONET?!" Elizabeth shouted, "But we're in Vermillion! That's halfway around the globe! We'll never make it there in ten flippin' days! When's the next meeting after that?"
"Um, a decade from now," he saw the look of fear spread across Elizabeth's face. "And because I doubt you want to be a pokemon for another 3,650 days, I suggest we go now and ASAP."
"Y- Yeah. I certainly don't want to be an eevee that long. Already my animal instincts are taking away some of my humanity. I keep thinking that I need to stay close to Flashbolt. And my tail seems to have a mind of its own." She said, glancing at her tail, which was wagging vigorously. "So…"
"So I guess we need to start packing. At least there's a ferry going to Canalave City two days from now. You have to admit, that is convenient."
"I'm sorry to intrude on such a crucial moment in planning," Flashbolt interrupted, "but I suggest you have something to bargain with. The council takes pity on some, but if you aren't that lucky, then all the work you will have put in getting there will be for naught. Besides, they don't just meet on Mt. Coronet, they meet above the spear pillar, in the hall of origin. Do you have an azure flute to get in?"
"They have to take pity on me!" Elizabeth said sadly. "If not for being an eevee, I bet that now that I actually am a puppy, that my puppy-eyes will be ten times as strong!"
"True, they most likely would, but not in the way you would like. In the last transformation instance I saw, they did take pity on her, they wiped her memory, letting her live in peace as a normal, dumb pokemon."
Elizabeth looked mortified at the thought. Jon asked what Flashbolt had said, and Elizabeth repeated it, word-for-word. "Flashbolt! Don't scare eev- I mean, Elizabeth, like that!" He turned towards the scared looking eevee. "Sorry about that name mix- up, Ellie. I will get us to that council, I give you my word." He said in a softer tone, his words radiating confidence. I have something that I think the council will be very happy to see. As for the matter of getting to the hall of origin, we'll just fly up from the top of the spear pillar."
"No you won't." the jolteon sang mockingly. "I've known some starly that were naïve enough to try that once. Let's just say… they were never the same again. No, the only none way to get there is either for a legendary to take you there, which I have had the experience of before, or to use an azure flute. Now, all of the known azure flutes' powers have been depleted, and I doubt that you two are going to sit around praying that Entei will appear and let you ride on his back up to the hall or something, so that leaves us with a problem."
"I have a brandeis flute, that'll have to work." Jon replied. "Elizabeth, this will work. It has to. And if they want to do what that jolteon said," he glared towards where Flashbolt was sitting, "Then they'll have to do it over my dead body. And if worse comes to wear, I would gladly take your place for you. Ellie," he lifted up her head to where her gaze was straight into his eyes, "I'm doing this for both of us, and you're the only person I would do it for or with by my side. You are not just another eevee. You are Elizabeth Vance, my best friend."
"Thank you, Jon. I don't know what I'd do without you." Elizabeth declared, her deep brown eyes lit up and were locking with Jon's. She looked away suddenly. Awkward… she thought, although she wanted to keep looking at those eyes that glowed with kindness and courage, things that all eevees admired, but especially Elizabeth. "I- um, we need to pack if we're taking the ferry." She said, sounding quiet and nervous.
Jon's smile drooped a bit. "Well you sure know how to ruin the moment. Okay, I'll pack up back at my house, and you and Flashbolt do what you can here. It's…" he looked down at his watch, "about 11:30 right now. I'll come back at four o'clock and tell my mom you invited me over or something. Call me if you need something, you have trouble with your pet, or if you're just scared. I'll spend the night here, and then I'll drive us to the boat in the morning. Bye." Then he walked out of the room and before too long, Elizabeth heard the front door shut. She sighed.
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