Slowly Jolteon got up and got ready for the day. Then he walked outside; it was still very early morning, and the stars still shone. He heard faint footsteps and turned around to see Luxray. "What are you doing out here so early?" asked Luxray.
"Shouldn't I be asking the same thing of you?" replied Jolteon. "I just came out for some fresh air," he mumbled quietly.
"Well, it's freezing out here. So, I'll leave you alone," Luxray said as he returned to the base. He called over his shoulder, "Just don't catch a cold." His voice faded, and Jolteon strolled into the forest, leaving the moonlit town behind him. He walked through the dark woods. He entered the meadow, a clearing filled with many beautiful wildflowers, now brown due to frost. All was quiet except for the occasional breeze that moved among lifeless-looking trees.
Then suddenly, Jolteon heard movement among the bushes. It was at first, Jolteon thought he had imagined it. He heard it again, he turned around, waiting for something to jump out, waiting intensely, but a few seconds passed, and nothing did. Jolteon let out a soft growl. Nothing came out of the bushes. This confused him so slowly that he began to draw closer to where he heard the strange sound. He uncovered the leaves carefully. There was a peculiar scent around these bushes well. He knew this scent and recognized it but didn't know why. What he found at the bottom of the brush near the roots surprised him.
It was a young female Eevee. At first look, she seemed to be merely sleeping. The bush's leaves appeared to be protecting her. When he tried to pick her up, she did not react. He put her back down on the grass, trying to figure out what to do.
Jolteon sighed deeply, picked the Eevee up, and headed back toward the town. If he left her out here, she would surely freeze to death. He knocked on the doctor's door. "Nurse Audino," he called.
The door opened immediately, "Yes, Jolteon, how can I help..." Then she looked down and saw the Eevee. "Come in, lay her here on this bed." Jolteon did as he was told and laid the Eevee in a soft bed at the back of the room. The doctor immediately checked for a pulse and a strong heartbeat. Then she looked up, confused. "Jolteon, this Eevee is excellent, her pulse and heartbeat are strong, and there's no scratch on her. I can't understand why she's so deeply asleep."
"That's what I'm here to ask you about," said Jolteon, trying to keep his voice steady, but it was stern nonetheless. Jolteon looked at the Eevee closely; it didn't make sense that she was perfectly fine, yet she seemed so lifeless. It was as if he was looking upon a dead body. She lay there lifeless, and she didn't even move. Then he spotted a movement in her lips as if she said, "Faith." But the action was so small that Jolteon thought he had imagined it.
Then the Eevee stared. "She's waking up," the nurse whispered.
The Eevee then opened her eyes and stretched and stood up. Her eyes met theirs for a second. Then she screamed, "What the heck are you? Who the heck are you?" Then she looked at herself in cried again. "What the heck am I?!" Jolteon and the nurse stared at each other. Jolteon chuckled; the situation was too ridiculous not to.
Then he turned toward the Eevee. "Allow me to answer your questions one at a time. As you should know, we are Pokémon. I am Jolteon, and the nurse is Audino, and you are an Eevee, and I go by my Pokémon name Jolteon."
The Eevee's eyes were filled with fear; she was trembling. "I don't even know what a Pokémon is... I'm human," the Eevee whispered.
Jolteon could barely hear her. He turned towards the nurse. "May I speak with her alone? It may be less intimidating for her." Nurse Audino slowly nodded her head and stepped outside.
Then Jolteon turned towards her. Coming close, he said, "What do you mean you're human?" He questioned softly.
The Eevee trembled. "I mean what I say, I was born a human. I don't know how I got to this state; I don't remember who I am."
"Do you want to be labeled as insane?" Jolteon whispered in her ear. The Eevee shook her head. Jolteon nodded. "Look, I believe you; I'll take my chance and believe you. But a human passing to the Pokémon world is unheard of. You're going to have to trust me. Do you trust me?"
The Eevee stood up with fear in her eyes. "Why should I trust you? I don't even know who you are."
Jolteon allowed his voice to rise a little. "Because I'm the only thing between you and a dark future. I don't know what they teach you in the human world, but let's say the Pokémon world isn't all puppies and rainbows. With the way things are now, you're dead if you cross wild Pokémon territory accidentally. You're ignorant of this world, which will kill you. Do you know all the wild Pokémon scents? Do you know the whole forest like a map? At least take help when it is offered."
"Okay. I trust you," the Eevee whispered with a shaking voice.
Jolteon nodded, opened the door, and the doctor stepped in. "So, what did you find out?" the nurse whispered to Jolteon.
Jolteon took a deep sigh. "Her name is Faith; she's a lone traveler. She ventured into the forest near the town; wild Pokémon chased her. She was able to escape them unharmed. She fell into bushes and must've bumped her head because she suffered from amnesia. How do I know that she seems to remember the event and her name but nothing about her past? Her memory will probably return in time."
The doctor turned to Faith. "Well, now that we know who you are..." The nurse looked her over again. "Do you have a place to stay?" The Eevee shook her head.
"She could stay in team Electric. I have an Eevee friend's area, and it is unoccupied," suggested Jolteon.
The nurse looked at him suspiciously for a second. Then she turned to Faith. "Would you like to do that?" she asked.
Faith hesitated for a long moment but slowly nodded. She was reluctant to trust Jolteon but had little choice.
"Okay then..." The nurse nodded to Jolteon. "She is in your hands now. Let me know if she gets her memory. And once she gets used to the town, you may want to take her to get citizenship. You're free to go." The nurse helped Faith down.
Jolteon nodded. "Thank you for your help, nurse, and I'll take care of her."
"Thank you for lying for me," Faith said softly. Jolteon looked down; Faith didn't make eye contact, and her voice was so soft that Jolteon barely heard her. He didn't know what to say; What other choice did I have? He thought to himself.
He kept walking, "Come on, we're almost there."
They soon came to a dome-like structure. Jolteon led her inside. Her eyes widened at the walls painted with glorious pictures of legendary Pokémon. It was made almost like a church, with the pictures on the stained-glass walls looking gold. At the end of the building, four cliffs looked over the whole place. The floor was made of grass that was very soft to the touch, and there were many rooms. Jolteon led to one of the rooms. The room looked like a forest, with the rock that changed into many colors. "This is a friend's area," Jolteon informed Faith. "This particular one is known as Transform Forest, where Eevees live. It will be your room for now until you can live independently."
She nodded, clearly not knowing how to respond. She looked around wildly, "Where is everyone?" she asked.
"Most of the team is still asleep; the sun's just rising," Jolteon replied.
She yawned. "Why are you up?"
"The forest is beautiful at sunrise. Plus, found you," he teased, trying to make her feel more comfortable. "Why don't you get some more rest?"
"Good idea, it's so cold..." She said it as if she had realized it suddenly. She nodded and shivered.
"Well, you did come in the middle of one of the coldest winters ever." He led her inside. "There's plenty of blankets, so make yourself comfortable; I'll get you when the rest of the team is up." He stepped out quickly before she could say anything.
He breathed in and out a few times while almost running to his room simultaneously. He shut the door fast; he needed a minute. Okay, more than a minute. His head was spinning. He tried to slow his pounding heart. This can't be real, but if it is... he shook his head. She can't be.
