This one chapter, has two titles.
I couldn't decide on which one so I picked both.

I Dream of Ninetails -Or- Revelations: Forgotten Pasts

I feel as if the best way to set the mood for today's chapter is with a little poem.
I was just looking around some of my old documents and came across this.
I've only posted it once before, and I don't think that it should stay that way.

I personally think that it fits this chapter perfectly, despite it wasn't my intention to do so.

The Last Poem, by Johny Kicks (my old pen name)

I dream a dream, that everybody dreams.
But in this dream, nothing's what it seems.
You are me, but I'm not you.
For I, myself, am not true.

The shadow falls, from a greater height.
I want to make my own, with my own light.
But when I shine, I come to fear.
All other shadows disappear.

With no control, Wisdom is a fool.
Without knowledge, a worthless tool.
I fear the dream, that others make.
I drove them off. What's my mistake?

I crawl away, back into shadow.
Then I drown, although it's shallow.
I lie still, my deathly mistake.
And when you come, I turn to wake.

(end)

Interoperate it as you like.

National Suicide Hotline:1-800-488-3000

Life is a like a stage with all the drama, but with no script to go by.

"(Thanks for coming for me Brother.)," I yipped following his lead back to the pack, "(You really didn't have to…)"

"(I know.)," he answered, hopping over one of the fallen logs.

"Hey John, how did we get here," a ghost floated beside me. I didn't notice him as I hopped after my brother.

"(You may want to get rid of that skin before we get back to our den.)"

"(But Brother…)," I didn't want to give up my treasure.

"John, what are you doing," the ghost followed me. I still didn't notice him, while I was rubbing my gift from William.

"(It's special…)," I whined.

"(You can't bring it to the den. Mom already thinks that you're out causing trouble.)"

"(Can't you help me find a hiding place for it, brother.)"

"Answer me, John," that ghost swiped at me for some reason or another.

How could I not notice him lifting me off the ground?

"Hey, what are you doing? Put me down!"

"You're back to your senses? Finally," Brandy dropped me on my butt, "Do you know how long I've been watching you?"

"You're interrupting my dream," I sighed (in relief, I swear).

"Dream?"

"I haven't been able to prevent them from happening."

"Who are they?"

"Jyrotika said that she's my past life, or something like that?"

"You mean you've been reborn before?"

"I don't think so," I frowned, but then smiled again, "Hey, I'm human in my dreams."

"How nice for you…"

"Look, I have fingers. Sweet precious fingers, how I missed you!"

"Hey, focus on waking up," Brandy snapped.

"Why? I want to enjoy this while I can," I laughed.

"Because your bullet wound is grossing me out."

"Bullet wound," I asked, touching the wound on my forehead, "Hm, this is weird."

"Please just wake up!"

"I can't," I shrugged, "Guess you'll have to bear with it."

"But it's your dream."

"No, it's her's."

"I thought you said she's your…"

"Jyrotika said she was," I corrected him, "But I know that she's not."

"Well then, who is she?"

"Well, Jyrotika is the elder Combuskin back on-"

"I meant the Vulpix who's skin you've been prancing around in."

"Don't know. I can't remember their names."

"Nine Nine," a golden Nintails spoke as it came out of the brush, she didn't look too happy to see the pair, or more specifically the black Vulpix.

"(We didn't do anything, Mom.)," Brother answered her, Sis hidden behind him.

"Ninetails Nine," the mother Ninetails sniffed her children, "TAILzzzzzz."

"What's she mad about," Brandy asked me.

"I don't know," I answered, I couldn't understand her completely, "But I think that she's mad about that bandage."

"(Mom, Sis didn't do anything wrong.)," her brother defended his sister.

"(She was with the humans. Close enough to have their scent in her fur.)," she growled, "(You plan on leading them to our pack. To destroy us!)"

"(Mom I'd never do something like that!)"

"(Then you wont mind if I destroy those humans will you?)"

"(You can't do that!)," Sis shouted.

"(And why not?)"

"(I wont let you!)," Sis cried, "(One of those "humonz" saved my life and by ancient laws, I owe him mine.)"

"(If that's true will you give your life to save his?)," the mother growled.

"(…no … No, I wont give my life.)," the Black Vulpix sighed, "(But I'll do what ever it takes to stop you, mom.)"

"(Filthy deceitful Yin.)," the mother snapped at her daughter. (I mean literally at her.) I could feel the Black Vulpix's heart drop as her mother ran in the direction of the human settlement.

"Brandy, we have to stop her," I turned to follow, but it was as if I hit an invisible wall.

"Hm, figures that wouldn't work," Brandy thought to himself, "You can't go because these are her memories. If she wasn't there, then you can't be there to see it."

"Why didn't you warn me?"

"She called her the 'Yin', right?"

"Yeah, it's supposed to be some sort of Ninetails cuss word."

"(Brother, we have to stop mom.)"

"(We can't do anything, Sis.)"

"(But she's going to kill William and all those other innocent "Humonz"!)"

"(There's nothing I can do to stop her, but…)"

"(But Brother if you truly are the Yang. It's your job to protect life!)"

"(Let me finish…)," Brother snapped, "(There's nothing a pair of Vulpix can do to stop a Ninetails, but there is something that our Dad can do. Hurry!)"

Brother ran off, Sis fallowed, then everything got dark again.

"(Mom, can I see it again?)"

"(Alright, Jade.)," Mom let the her fur part ways, so that the metal pendent could be seen, "(But this is the last time for a while okay?)"

"(The Phoenix Gate is so pretty, mom.)"

"(But like many pretty things, it is also very dangerous, Jade. Never forget that.)" Mom was always doing that. Trying to teach me something everyday, regardless of whether or not it was relevant in some way. If only I learned.

"(But mom you're pretty, but you would never hurt a thing.)," I snuggled up to her, mom was hesitant, "(Right mom.)"

"(Never is a long time. I've lived for a very long time, Jade.)," Mom's eyes were sad.

"(You've hurt something, mom?)"

"(I've hurt many Jade.)," Mom's ears fell flat on her head, "(Sometimes we hurt without ever meaning to… Sometimes we have to hurt, otherwise we'll never learn.)"

"(You wouldn't hurt me right, mom?)"

"(I'm more worried that you'll hurt yourself.)," mom licked me behind the ears, "(You're oh so young.)"

"(You don't have to be so worried about me.)," I smiled.

"(So much like him…)," Mom finally laid her head down over me. Sheltering me. She was so warm.

I could sleep forever. Mew, please don't let me wake up. ~~~~~~

But like with most dreams, they have to end. It was morning already. My safe haven was long gone and I was coming back to hell. Back to that stupid bed, in that stupid room, in that stupid mansion.

"Welcome to hell, Population me," I sighed when I opened my eyes, "Maybe I can go back to sleep."

I tried turning over to go back to sleep, but I couldn't move.

"Hm, I can't move my legs," I thought out loud and looked at the weight on my legs.

"Good Morning Aneki," Tyrone smiled with his tail wagging behind him.

"Ah, Tyrone what are you doing!?!"

"Miss Jade," Margret knocked on the outside of my bedroom door. I quickly threw the covers and Tyrone onto the floor. She came in with a tray of food.

"I heard you screaming. Is everything alright?"

"Cold nose," I lied, pointing to the lump on the floor. Tyrone's tail went crazy wagging.

"Well, I brought you some Brunch today," she set the tray in front of me, "I also snuck in an extra bowl of Pokénibble for our other little guest."

"Thank you, Margret."

"Growlithe Growl," Tyrone faked a bark.

"Well, aren't you going to eat," Margret was about to pull off the covers.

"No," I shouted, "let him sleep in for a little longer."

"I'll leave you two alone then," Marget said going back out the door, "Please sneak him out of here before the Mrs. gets back little miss."

"Oh I will… Thanks," I smiled as she shut the door.

"Well, that was a close one," Tyrone said as he came out from under the covers.

"Oh, one more thing Jade," Margret came back in, Tyrone hid himself in time, "Would you mind getting Louis back today. I can't keep telling the Mrs. that he was just here, when he hasn't even shown up once."

"Don't worry I will." Margret finally left again. We waited a few minutes before I hit Tyrone on the head.

"Ow, what was that for?"

"What do you think," I scolded him, "Why were you on my legs? Why were you even on my bed?"

"I don't know. I just woke up there," he squirmed out of the covers, and found the Pokénibble, "I'm not eating that."

"What? Is the Pokénibble not good enough for you?"

"Actually, it smells deliciou- not the point."

"Well, it's all you're getting," I said taking a bite out of some toast, "beggars can't be choosers."

"I'm not broke, Jade," Tyrone frowned, "I'm middle class."

"Let's see: you have no money, sleep in a house that's not yours, and you're wanting food that also isn't yours," I laughed, "Face it, you're a bum like me."

"I'm not a bum, but I'm not a dog either," he whined, "You've known that for years, so don't act like I am."

"You weren't in Higher Class either, but I was always willing to treat you as if you were."

"At least let me have the Grapefruit," he asked, I was only happy to oblige, "Thank you."

I watched him as he ate. He pealed back a section of the grapefruit. The juices squirted out just like it usually would. He sucked at it. He then removed it from the skin and ate what was left over. Then he repeated the process. Nothing was weird about it. He didn't eve lick at his fingers once. He still had his humanity.

"You going to stare at me all day?"

"What are you not going to eat the skin too," I teased/tested him.

"Am I supposed to…?"

"You tell me."

"Um, No," Tyrone got up, "why are you asking me?"

"I'm just seeing if anything else Growlithe is still in there."

"That reminds me, I still have to go get Leo," he rushed to the door.

"Why didn't you and Lou go last night?"

"Somebody told me to 'play dead till morning', remember," he sighed, "Besides that, I was dead tired."

"Well, if that's the case then I'll have to go with you."

"Okay, I just have one request then."

"And what's that?"

"Please, no leash."

"Whoa, what just happened?"

"She must not remember the rest of the trip here," Brandy said.

"But where is here," I looked around. Being disconnected from my 'Vulpix dreamself' I didn't possess the knowledge that I had before. We were inside of a huge cave the walls were lined with Will-O-Wisps. Several Ninetails were following the Vulpix twins, but one of them was leading them. I already knew two of them. One of them was the one that shot fireballs at my, um her confession of love. She said it while he was still a Vulpix but I could somehow still recognize him. I could also recognize the Ninetails that was leading the group. He was the twins' father. I think his name was Galleon or something like that.

"Looks like some kind of den," Brandy brought me back to 'reality'.

"But this isn't where they live. It smells different."

"It smells different?"

"Well, yeah, this place barely has any scent to it while their den is full of the scent of fire, Ninetails and other Vulpix."

"It smells different?"

"Yes, I just said that. It smell… Oh… well, you try living the life of a experience Vulpix a few times and tell me that you don't start thinking like one."

"Except that, if this is a dream, you shouldn't be able to smell anything."

"(Brother…)," the Black Vulpix whispered, "(are you sure about this?)"

"(It is a little too early for you two to be doing this.)," their Father answered, he could hear them well, "(everything will change afterwards.)"

"(We have to. Mom wont listen to us otherwise.)," Brother snapped.

"(Very well…)," the Father turned to look at the sister, "(are you sure about this?)"

The group stopped walking. The entire group wanted to know her answer. But she didn't say anything, wishing that he was talking to someone else.

"(If the battle will ensue between the two of you.)," the eyes of their father was piercing through her, "(You may not have enough time to stop your brother and then your mother.)"

"What is he talking about," I asked.

"There's a legend that I read recently, about when there are Twin Vulpix."

"Twin Vulpix… oh no."

So, I'm slow. I can't help that. It just didn't occur to me until then. Everything about this situation suddenly made sense to me. That's why she was outcasted like the plague. That's why they called her the Yin. That's why she was always with her Brother. They were destined to kill each other. She was going to be the evil one.

"(I don't… I don't believe in that superstition anymore than my brother does.)," she said, "(A-and even if it is true and I am the Yin, then I know that my brother will stop both me and mother. And for that, I'll happily die by his fangs.)"

She then continued to march forward. Her father was satisfied with her answer.

"(Nice going, Sis.)," her brother whispered as he licked her ear.

"(If only I said that to mother…)"

"(Here it is.)," her father announced, "(The Crystal Firerock.)"

We had reached the end of the tunnel. The Will-O-Wisp flames circled themselves around the large crystal boulder. Orange flames seemed to dance constantly around inside of it. Yet, it's outside only reflected the light coming from the Will-O-Wisp.

"That is the biggest Firestone I've ever seen," Brandy was amazed by it.

"It's not a Firestone," I said, Brandy stared at me, "it looks more like one of those Evolution Rock locations. You know to evolve an Eevee into Glaceon or Leafeon."

"Really? You think that's what it is?"

"I guess we'll find out in a moment," I said watching the Vulpix getting on opposite sides of the Crystal Firerock. She stared at her reflection in the stone.

…Everything will change…
…I'm not sure I can do this…
…But I have to, I'm bond by our Laws…

…I will protect William with my life…

"(You ready Sis?)," the White Vulpix shouted to his Sister, she nodded in responce, "(Okay three, two, one.)"

The two of them placed their paws on the stone. Nothing happened at first. But then, the stone brought itself to life. It shimmered with an incredible orange glow. The Twin Vulpix slowly became engulfed with the light of evolution. I could feel her heart pumping. At first she was scared about what was going to happen after this, but the instant that Evolution had started, her fear just slipped away. For the first time in her life she was unconditionally happy. It's hard to describe evolution when it hasn't happened to you, but it's even harder to explain when you feel it happening to someone else. It felt amazing. That's the best way that I could describe it. It was like a sugar high combined with painkillers and a 5-Hour Energy drink. Her fur, legs, snout, ears all stretched and became longer. Three of her tails split themselves. But the greatest feeling of all was the power. The fire inside seemed to double… maybe even triple, I don't know. When it was all over the fire didn't go away, but the rush in it was fading away. She saddened again as the light faded, but was shocked at what happened. The Observers could barely tell that the light had faded from her body. All the while, the figure that stood before her was that of a Midnight Black Ninetails. It closed it's eyes in disappointment.

end

Boy, do I have a surprise in store for those of you who can't figure out my subtile hints.

I also know that the Crystal Firerock is a pathetic excuse for how the twins could evolve together without a Firestone.
But it's no different than when Pokémon games use the "Sun Ribbon" or a "Moss Covered Rock" for Eeevee to evolve into Espeon or Leafeon (respectively). (as a side note: If anyone wishes to use the concept of the "Crystal Firerock", go ahead. No sense the Idea should only be used once.)

I just love how Jade's mother spoke to her. It reminds me of the day my cousin's son was born.
His uncle said, "I looked at him and realized that I'm trillions of times older than he is."
That realization of new life just shows how much one should cherish life I'd say.
Man, that was almost a year ago… So much has changed since then.

But who cares what I think. Please Review so that I know what you think.

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