Summer PoV

I never wanted to be the way i am today. But life always finds a way to fuck us up. All of us no matter how hard we try. At least now i have a purpose in life and that's to help Scorch with whatever path he wishes to go down. I might as well write what my life was like so pokemon can see that not all villains choose to be villains.

When i was just an eevee, i used to love life. Always went out with friends, had fun, had great parents until later on and never caused any trouble. This however soon started to change when my parents started becoming more strict with me. I still went out regardless but this started a hatred for me and soon enough we finished primary school easily and now its time to evolve to get into high school. This however became my worst nightmare. My friends were mostly eevee's like me and of couse we discussed on what kind of eeveelution we wanted to evolve into and we all agreed to take a different eeveelution from each other so there are no dublicates and i was the first to choose and i wanted to be a sylveon. My friends started to pick there's and everyone agreed that i should be a sylveon due to the fact that everyone loves me and all i needed now was a fairy move and i did have one at the time being Baby-Doll Eyes. My parents hated the fact i didnt want to be a Grass Type like them. My father was a Breloom and mother was a roserade. Both of them wanted me to be a powerful leafeon so that i can show the world that Grass Types arent weak. I wanted to show the world that no type is weak but the treatment i saw of ivysaurs, bayleafs, tropius', Roselia's and many many more. I couldnt bare the pain they took. I wanted to jump in and fight off their attackers but then id be seen as an idiot for sticking up for a weak type. I soon started to notice the hatred my parents had towards me half way through my first year at highschool. I still hadnt evolved at this time and the school saw my potential and let me as an eevee but becuase of my lack of an evolution i was too weak in sports etc. This hatred started to bring me down and i started staying away from everyone to just think. Did i deserve all of this? Soon enough i got kicked out becuase of my lack of evolution and my parents hatred become even more obvious as they started to neglect my basic needs. I learnt to cook, clean, find a job and many more. This would all be stopped when my father wanted me to become a leafeon. He gave me a leaf stone as a present hoping i'd touch it and become a leafeon however i used a cloth to pick it up and it kept going like this for years until i finally gave in as they slowly started to abuse me. That was my breaking point. I touched the first Leaf Stone they gave me and a bright light enveolped me and my room. My parents came in worried but proud when they saw a leafeon in their daughters room. My father came to hug but as he did, i cut his arm wish an X-Scissor. Both parents shocked, i use the chance to cut their throats. Soon my home, the home i grew up in was covered in the blood of my parents which abused me... neglected me... forced me to become this eeveeultion. I soon ran from the house towards the forest. The forest which had wild pokemon which hadnt become tame yet.

I fought for my survival there and soon the Grass Type Clan found me. They told me they'd show the world how strong the grass typing would be with a simple drug they had. I refused the drug at first and I'm glad i did. I found the bodies of fire types, steel, rock, flying and also ice types. My best guess is they were combining the bodies to build a resistance to our weaknesses. I did everything they wanted and soon Scorch came along and saved me from that life... I'm thankful to him and i owe my life to him. Due to me not taking the drug, they saw me as a liability and were planning on executing me anyway. He saved my life. Everyone also make sure you thank those who help you as they could also need help. Never take drugs as my life has been somewhat normal without being high. Just please i hope Scorch is safe in the future.