--Espeon Day 6

The next day was a terror. I figured that my Pokémon side was conflicting with my human side, disgusted with it for allowing the hormones to take control. At the moment, I was just so confused with what I wanted. There were some things I knew for certain I did. I wanted to tell Hannah's family what had happened, I wanted to return to Quiyelle, whether it was whilst I was still me, it didn't matter.

Aiden seemed to be trying to talk to me, as if everything had changed yesterday evening. Had it changed our friendship so much? If you could call it that. Luckily though, Flint didn't seem to notice the obvious awkward state between Aiden and I, he simply walked along jollily, following his friends to a place he doesn't know. Maybe that was true friendship, following without all the information, trusting without knowing. I was just so busy thinking these things through, balancing the pros and cons of staying human in my head.

At first, I would have said that I would have never wanted to stay human, I wanted to have stayed what I was but these few days had changed everything. Humans... they weren't so bad. They faced many decisions; their lives were so intricate, compared to a Pokémon's. This natural hatred we grew for them, where had it come from? Was it the chase? The thought that someone rips you from your home? At least when you travel, you're blissfully unaware and soon the thoughts that have been forced upon you, become your own.

'Willow? I have a question for you. A kind of delayed one anyway.'

I turned to him, staring at him, still deep in thought. It took me a moment to snap back to reality, for then my heart began to race. Adrenaline? Emotion? It was becoming hard to tell the difference of whether I was scared or... something else. But swallowing, I kept my voice steady.

'Go on then.'

He smiled, seeming to sense that I was deliberately keeping myself calm.

'Well, when we first met Flint, it was only because he had seen you using an attack. And when you were assaulted by that mugger-'

I winced at that memory, where I had almost lost myself. I had decided from then to try not to use any attacks, unless absolutely necessary, still I found myself losing the feel of the attacks. Aiden seemed to not notice my wince however, and carried on.

'You were using an attack. Psychic was it? Anyway, what I want to know is, how can you use your attacks? I thought as were human, we no longer had those abilities.'

I raised an eyebrow at him. This was from the boy who could communicate with Flint. Admittedly, I hadn't tried to 'speak' to any Pokémon; I was too scared of them knowing me from my early life and me not recognising them now.

'I... well... I haven't tried to use any physical attacks, like tackle but I think through my gem, I can use my psychic ones.'

He frowned, staring at my gem as I mentioned it. I instinctively clutched it with my hand, I wouldn't trust anyone with this, it was as precious in human form as Pokémon. He averted his gaze back to my face.

'Do you think you could teach me to use mine again?'

I thought about this. He seemed strong enough to use them, and didn't he tell me that he had managed to remember the last few years of his life? I suppose, if he could find the right memory, anything was possible.

'You might be able to. See if you find a memory that really helps you to remember the feel of the attack. Like when you were a vulpix, you could simply call them out of thin air. Now, it's a little harder, but possible. Watch.'

I stopped, watching Flint with extreme focus. I didn't need to close my eyes now, that was when I had to think about it hard, but I could remember the feel very well of this one, ever since I had used it on that gyarados.

I lifted a hand, seeing an eerie bluish purple glow shine on it. That same light appeared around Flint and he stopped, frozen. I felt the gem shake with the energy I used on it, it burning on my chest. But I didn't feel this; I could suddenly see my whole life as an espeon. I bit my lip as it became harder to keep the power up, but Aiden seemed to notice my struggle and he could remember what happened last time.

'Willow!'

My hand dropped, it falling to my side. Flint shook his head, checking back at us as if asking 'Did you see that?!' The feel that I had had for psychic was becoming weaker, as if those memories were simply vanishing as soon as I searched for them in my head. Them being replaced by imposters of another kind. I held my head in my hands for a moment, just a moment, as I found the memory of my first encounter of psychic being replaced with one of my first crush. No, not mine. Hers. This other person taking over me. Willow.

'Willow?'

Aiden was facing me; he had to be getting bored of this.

'Don't call me that. I'm espeon.'

I didn't want to be her. I wanted to be espeon, even if it was for only a few more weeks. Aiden looked like he was about to argue, but he closed his mouth, suspecting that my angry expression was more than just a threat.

'Okay... so using attacks isn't simple then?'

I turned my head to look at him; he was trying to use will-o-wisp I reckon. Not that it would do any real damage, but a bad enough burn is enough for any human. Thinking about it, it was one of his only attacks that wasn't physical and didn't involve him breathing fire. I had no idea how that would work with him being human so this could be one of his only options.

He was breathing deeply, just staring at a plant a little distance away from us. Even Flint was now watching him, sensing the flame in Aiden beginning to grow. He was finding it hard to use that flame, his stare getting more intense, his body tensing until; finally, a small flame appeared on the plant. It soon burst into flames, its leaves turning black as they fell.

Aiden turned to me, beaming. It wasn't much but he'd done it. Flint however, didn't seem too overjoyed in this revelation and turned to carry on walking. Odd. He seemed closer to Aiden than me and he wasn't pleased for his friend's breakthrough? But I just smiled, covering over the doubts I had. I was genuinely pleased for him; I just knew that using the attacks took a lot of energy out of you.

I flicked my hair, tucking some of it behind my ear. It had been getting in my way so much that I was becoming accustomed to that habit. How many days had I been human now? 5? 10? I could have been at Mossdeep by now, and back again. We needed to pick up the pace. My days of my Pokémon mind lasting were fading. I was surprised Aiden wasn't worried. A little suspicious of him too. But I let those troubles slide and ran to catch up to Flint. I didn't have a reason to doubt Aiden. Not yet.

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So far my policy of one a week is.... well as it hasn't started off yet I can't say but as this was nearly late I'd say it was failing. Next week I have exams, so I'll have to get this done over the weekend again but then it calms down. So it can come more regularly. Also, keep reviewing. I know I get some views, but I want to know what you like about it, what keeps you interested. I'm basically leaving their fate down to how I feel. Scary...

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