It's a beautiful summer day as you arrive in Lumiose City. There is not a cloud in sight, and the rays of sunlight make the station platform glimmer, creating a feel of luxury. The Buzzing train station opens before you as you step out of the train. You have never seen as many Pokemon in your life. Sure, there are Pokemon where you come from, but to see countless in one glance is just unreal. You spot a couple of Rattatas skidding across the platform, fighting over a fallen Leppa Berry, while a confused-looking Psyduck stands beside a lady - as if there could be any other kind. A flock of Pidgey waits for an opening to dive in for some popcorn probably dropped by kids as their parents rushed them toward the train. You decide to stop by the university to meet the professor you promised to see, pick up your apartment keys and head to the nearby forest - a more desirable place to spend the evening, since city life never quite suited you. The train drive alone has your nerves rattled and the thought of honking horns, loud crowds and sirens does little to calm them. First, you grab your bag and start making your way through the crowds towards the university which is only a few blocks away.
When you enter the campus, you follow a well-maintained cobblestone path with trees on both sides, on the left a large fountain with a seadra figure spouting water and a few students focus on their studies by the edge of it. You see a Plusle and a Minun arguing on one of the tables around the fountain. Maybe they are teachers at the university, you think, quickly shrugging off the thought as you have other business. At the administration office, you?re greeted by an older lady from behind the desk.
``Hey, welcome to Lumiose City, you must be here to meet with famous Professor Sycamore, I'm sure he will be thrilled to share his knowledge with you about anything Pokemon related you want to know,'' she says with a soft smile.
Your expression changes from casual to confused. ``Pokemon?!'' you blurt out, before pausing to gather your thoughts. ``Oh no, I am not a trainer or otherwise interested in knowing about Pokemon. I mean they are cool and all, but I am here for Professor Zoran and the water purification program, is he still here?`` you finish up your rambling as you notice a slight smile on the lady?s face as she finds your response amusing.
``Oh no, Professor Zoran is out for the day already, do you want to leave him a message?''
You look a bit disappointed. ``Sure, just tell him Kuroga Fintz was looking for him. Do you know if he will be in tomorrow?``, you say, disappointed.
The old lady looks at the schedule for tomorrow on her computer.
``He should be coming in at 8am tomorrow,`` she replies.
``Alright, thank you for all your help. I will be back tomorrow then. Bye!`` you say as you're leaving the office.
The old lady smiles. ``Sure thing!``
When you get outside, you sigh loudly as you have been wanting to meet Professor Zoran for months, he is world famous for his experimentation with water purification using methods that are energy efficient and low cost, you?re hoping he can help you to start a pilot program to come up with effective way to bring clean water to areas where people are suffering from lack of clean water - causing tens of thousands deaths every year, especially children. Many have said it is not your responsibility, but you don't care, when you decide something. Often you get so focused on whatever you desire, that it becomes an obsession. You have a very strong moral obligation to make it so that everyone has access to clean water as in your mind it is a fundamental right for everyone. But as there is nothing else you can do, you decide to head to claim keys to your apartment and then explore the nearby forest, as it's only 3:30pm.
You walk into your new apartment with one bed, one bath, a small kitchen, and a tiny office. The first thing that hits you is the stuffy air, outdated furnishing and dulled hardwood floor. Neither scent nor dull hardwood bothers you much, but the furniture must go. Luckily, the office told you that you can replace anything you want; though whatever you bring in must stay when you move out. Fine by you. There's no way you're living with this stuff. Outside, the city noise starts to build as rush hour creeps closer. You sit on the couch, feeling spent as the busy day catches up with you. You try to relax and gather your thoughts on how you want to furnish the place, but your nerves and mind are completely shut. Hands trembling, you push yourself up instantly and head out. You feel as if you don't get out to some peace and quiet for a bit you will lose your mind.
On your way to the forest you grab a sandwich, a bottle of water, a couple of Leppa Berries and a cup of fruit from a nearby deli. You find a narrow path leading up to the forest near your apartment. As you explore the forest floor for about fourty-five minutes, jumping over moss covered fallen trees, listening to a nearby Pikipek burrowing its beak into a tree with rhythmic pecking sound, and a pair of Furret chasing one another as they run across the forest floor. The deeper you go into the forest, the more your mind starts to unwind. Eventually, you come across a small pond with a waterfall - it looks like something straight out of a hidden paradise. A few rocks sit scattered around the edge, and behind the waterfall you can just make out what seems to be a cave. Maybe you'll check it out another time. Right now though, you're getting hungry. You decide it is a perfect spot to enjoy your sandwich as you listen to the sound of a waterfall and birds chirping, easing your tensed nerves even further. Suddenly, you hear a faint growl and look in that direction. You see a scruffy Eevee with few scars on its body, telling it has had some rough time in the past. Maybe it?s hungry you think, and decide to offer it one of your Leppa Berries.
To your surprise the Eevee quickly jumps back and extends its claws hissing at you. ``No closer, human!``
Wait, did that Eevee just talk? ``You can talk? I mean, I heard you... are you hungry?`` you ask in your normal rambling manner.
The Eevee doesn?t respond right away, then it hisses again. ``Yes. I mean shut up! I can?t trust anything you give me; you might try to poison me, or capture me, or something else you monsters do!``
You pull away with a concerned look. ``Look if you?re afraid, I?ll try any of that. Why don?t I take a bite of the fruit before you eat it. I don?t want you to go hungry.`` As you say it, you take a bite out of the Leppa Berry fruit and toss it to the hungry Eevee. ``See? Not poisoned. I would never do that. I want to help those who can?t help themselves, not hurt them,'' you say as you pull further to see what the Eevee does.
The Eevee sniffs the Leppa Berry and hisses. ``Are you trying to bait me? Where is the Pokeball?''
``No Pokeballs. I don't have any,'' you lift your hands up showing your empty hands.
She cautiously approaches the fruit then scarfs it down in less than ten seconds. ``Still don?t trust you though!`` the Eevee says with a faint growl.
``Of course not, but maybe enough to give me a name, if you have one?'' you propose in a gentle voice.
``Fine, the name is Layla. Not that it matters!'' she says while frowning.
``Okay, Layla, I will leave the rest of the fruit cup here. You can eat it or leave it and I will bring you more tomorrow, if you want?'' You take little bites of each to prove there is no poison, then head out taking a glance back and smiling as you see Layla starting to eat the fruits right away.
The next day, after meeting with Professor Zoran and getting your lab access sorted, you head out to the hidden oasis again, this time with lots of fruits. You're not even quite sure why you feel obligated to feed this little critter. Something about her makes you want to help her, and you do enjoy the pond and the waterfall, so you also feel like she should get something for sharing the space. As you arrive, you don?t see Layla anywhere, so you just sit to wait. After an hour as you?re just about to give up, you hear some rustling from the bush nearby and as you take a closer look you see two yellow shiny eyes looking at you.
``Layla, is that you? I brought some more fruit this time. Do you want me to take bites again, or are you okay to just eat them?''
Layla emerges from the bush squinting. "What do you think stupid. Bite or I will not touch!``
``But of course,`` you take a bite from each before rolling it over to her. ``Say, you don't mind if I keep visiting you here daily? I kind of enjoy this hidden paradise away from the city. If you're willing to share your space, I will keep bringing you fruit, sounds like a deal?''
Layla thinks for a moment. ``Fine, but better be other than just Leppa Berries every day you idiot, and don't come near me or you regret it,'' she growls very softly, her claws digging in ground tells she means business.
You raise your arms and face your palms towards her to show you don't want to intrude. ``Point taken, I will not approach you unless you want me to.''
From then on, every day after meeting with the professor, you head out to the hidden oasis. Some days Layla is there waiting for you; other days you just leave the fruit by the pond and the next day the fruit is gone. You find yourself wondering daily if she will be there. Even the professor starts to notice as you are seemingly distracted while you guys work on the project. After two weeks you decide to surprise Layla with some cooked Tauros meat as you have read that Eevee do eat meat as well. When you arrive at the pond, Layla is poking her head out of the cave behind the waterfall and comes out as you appear from the woods.
``Hey Layla!'' you greet her as you see her appear behind the waterfall, ``I also cooked you some Tauros meat as a surprise this time. I read that you might like it.`` You take a bite and toss it over too, but she quickly swipes it back at you.
``Cooked meat?! Disgusting human ways! I only eat it raw,`` she hisses angrily at you.
You are completely caught off guard by her volatile response, but you do understand her stance as she is a wild Pokemon after all. ``Okay, I will go grab some from my apartment, I will be back later, okay? Just enjoy the fruit.``
Layla doesn?t respond, just keeps on eating the fruit after making sure each has a bite missing. You head back to your apartment to grab the Tauros steak you were going to eat for dinner, but you can always buy another one. As you return to the hidden oasis, Layla is still there, waiting for you, but with a somewhat mischievous grin on her face while laying on a rock formation.
``I brought you some Tauros steak, uncooked just like you asked, right?`` you say as you pull the steak out of your backpack.
``Sure...'' Layla starts, ``but not before you taste it... ``
Your face turns pale at the thought of eating raw meat. You know it is probably safe, but you still find it repulsive. ``But I have never...`` you begin, but Layla interrupts you.
``Oh, so it?s poisoned... knew it! You can?t trust humans!`` She gets up and prepares to leave.
You hold the steak with a trembling hand, then shout after her. ``Wait!'' You force the edge of the steak in your mouth. Your tongue immediately tastes the metallic taste of blood and strong gamey taste of Taurus. You immediately want to pull it out, but you force yourself to chew a bite out of it. It is very chewy and repulsive as you work through it to break the structure. Finally, you manage to get it to the consistency you can swallow and toss the steak to Layla. ``See? No poison.`` You?re visibly mortified of the length you are willing to go to make her eat it.
Layla just laughs as she rolls off the rocks. ``Wow, you actually did it. Well now I just have to eat it I guess. I will never waste good meat,'' she says and begins to eat the meat. ``And you are an odd one. Perhaps I was too hasty to judge, maybe you are not so bad.``
``Glad you enjoyed the pre-dinner show. Now if you excuse me, I will just lay down before I hurl.`` You lay down as Layla approaches you, curiously.
``I'm sorry... I shouldn?t have, but trust is hard,`` Layla says with a faint, almost whispering voice. ``It?s okay, Layla. I will live. Why do you have a hard time trusting people?``
Layla goes quiet, then curls her tail around herself as to shield herself while looking down towards the ground away from you. ``I...`` she starts, as you see a tear drop fall on the ground, then with a whispering quiet voice with her ears flush against her skull she continues, ``I... I... I don?t want to evolve,'' her body trembling and her confidence completely shattered. ``I've seen how people treat Pokemon. Like it was their right to decide what shape Pokemon takes. I have seen them torture Eevee before... to the point they will give into evolution in fright of dying. I have made a choice to never evolve...ever... no one can make me...`` She gets louder as the tears run down her soft fur covered cheeks. ``I would rather die! I will not accept any other form than this! Please! Never ask!`` She is in a state of panic as she finishes bleeding her heart out.
Your heart drops as you listen to the poor Eevee's story. ``Hey, hey, there, there, I would never ask you to evolve. Until a few weeks ago I didn?t even really interact with Pokemon or know much about them. But what you?re telling me sounds horrible and I am sorry you had to endure that. No surprise you wouldn't trust me.'' In your usual rambling manner, you add, ``Oh, and I never introduced myself. I am Kuroga Fintz, but friends call me Kuro,'' you pause for a second, ``sorry for not telling you earlier... you never asked.``
Layla wipes tears off with her paw. ``If you?re not capturing Pokemon, Kuro, what are you doing in the woods?``
``As I said before, I'm just trying to get away from the busy city. To gather my thoughts.``
``You are strange. Why do you live in the city if you don?t want to spend time there? That sounds stupid!`` Layla responds with a hint of judgement in her voice.
``Because I need to get a pilot program started for my water purification prototype and there is a professor here who is helping me to build it. My goal is to come up with a way that can easily be replicated everywhere, and allow everyone in the world to have access to clean water.``
Layla's eyes light up from sudden admiration. ``Wow, that is quite an unselfish goal, would that extend to Pokemon too or just humans?''
``Ideally to every living being. I want to help everyone, as seeing the suffering of others pains me, and I...`` you begin to explain, but Layla interrupts you as she pulls away a bit with a faint growl.
``Why would you care? What you?re saying sounds like an exploitable weakness.``
You sigh quietly. ``People have told me that I care too much, but I have never thought of compassion as weakness. I believe that no good deeds go unrewarded. What goes around comes around.``
Layla stops growling but doesn?t seem to agree with you. ``That is a noble idea, but I?ve seen too many times how that plays out. Anyways, your goal is ambitious. Knowing humans, someone will eventually just try to get rich from that idea.``
``That is why the goal is to make it so cheap and simple that there are no profit margins. If any commoner can do it cheaply, then big corporations cannot take advantage of it.''
Layla's ears stop flickering as she turns around and waves her tail at your direction swiftly in nonchalant manner. ``Well best of luck with that, and Kuro, thanks for all the food. Now if you excuse me, I am going to get back into my den.``
``You?re welcome. I guess you see me as a friend now?'' you say with a smirk.
Layla stops on her tracks and her ears stiffen up. She turns around and growls with her claws digging into the ground. ``What?! No, you idiot, you think we are friends just because you talked to me a bit and I ate your food? Stupid human!``
``No, none of those, but you called me Kuro and I said my friends call me Kuro,`` you finish your sentence with a wide smile. ``You might be tough on the outside, but I can see there is other than the hard outer shell, and hope one day I get to know what is truly inside.''
Layla stops growling and looks embarrassed, wrapping her tail around herself and avoiding eye contact. ``No one has ever said they want to get to know me, I am not that interesting.``
``Sure you are, everyone has something special in them, something meaningful. I really enjoy your company and I will keep visiting as long as you let me, if nothing else you get free food for it.``
Layla's eyes get watery, and her voice gets raspy. ``You would... do that for me?''
``That is what friends are for! That is if you can trust me enough to call me a friend,'' you finish your sentence with a wink and a smile.
To your surprise, Layla pounces next to you, leans against you, and her soft ears lay down on your arm as she sobs. ``That sounds nice. I?ve been alone for so long I forgot what it is like to be recognized. And after that meat performance - yeah I guess being friends is alright.''
Your heart melts as you listen to the little Eevee's confession of her loneliness. You gently pat her head. ``I would love nothing more, I will make an effort to come and drop by as often as I can,'' you pause for a second, ``but no more raw meat... please?''
Layla grins slightly as she shows her playful side. ``No promises... silly humans and their ruining good meat by heat.''
You spend a while longer chatting before you head back home. It's time to check the catalogue and find new furnishing for your place. You need a comfortable couch, maybe a plant or two and that stupid looking broken lamp shade will be first to go . Full-on spring cleaning is probably twenty years overdue if some of the stains and the lingering smell is anything to judge by. You will also need a computer desk for your computer in case your past life will catch up with you one day. The main reason you're able to afford embarking on this ambitious dream is because of your past as a hacker - mainly helping Interpol to track and take down funds from Team Rocket and your last contract was to drain just shy of a billion USD of the team rockets accounts. Little did Interpol know that you and another hacker organization you worked with had embezzled two hundred fifty million undocumented funds - money you planned to use to mass-produce the water purification units if your pilot program succeeded. You didn't even care if you got caught afterwards; you just want to make sure that the world will be a little better place in the end.
As you finish ordering everything, you set down your phone. It is past eight p.m. and already getting dark outside, but you realize you miss chatting with your new Eevee friend. You feel your eyes getting watery as you think of her story - Pokemon forced to evolve and how she is so scared of someone taking her choice away. That she would rather die than change. The thought makes your chest tighten with anger. How can some people take advantage of these amazing creatures? Everything about the whole abusive human behaviour of treating Pokemon as property, to act as evolving is your right and causing pain and suffering to those who object make you feel ashamed for your kin. How can people be so cruel? Sure you know there are some trainers that actually care for their Pokemon more like a friend, but Layla's story tells there are many who just want the power that comes from having stronger Pokemon. Suddenly you make a decision to pack up your sleeping bag, some small cooler and grab a flashlight as you decide to head into the woods for the night. You hope you can find Layla there and if not, you can probably sleep in the cave behind the waterfall. It is a Friday evening, so you don't have to go to the campus tomorrow anyway so at least you possibly get an early start to spend some time with her. Hopefully you get to know more why she is like she is.
As you enter the woods, it is already pitch-black outside. Only the faint moonlight and the flashlight guiding your path. Luckily you know your way to the pond by now. Hoothoot's calls echo through the woods, and the moist evening air mixed with moonlight passing through the woods makes the forest floor feel ominous. As you arrive at the pond, the surface of the pond is calm, and the reflection of the moon is only rippled by the faintly running waterfall. To your disappointment you don't see Layla anywhere. You poke your head into the cave and realize it is not very deep, but spacious enough to sit up comfortably and has just enough room to lay out your sleeping bag. Not even a minute after you crawl in your sleeping bag and close your eyes, you feel a soft touch on your nose. Your eyes snap open in surprise and see Layla's face dangling right above yours. Immediately as you open your eyes, she pulls back with a soft smile, curling her tail around herself.
``Kuro? What are you doing here? I never saw you at night in this place,'' she asks with a smile, her voice dripping with sincere curiosity.
``I...'' you start, but then you pause as you don't want to seem too obsessed with her. ``I just wanted to sleep in the wild for a night,'' you lie.
Layla sniffs the air a bit before replying with a mischievous grin. ``Wow, you are a horrible liar. Your scent is a dead give away. Just lay it down on me, will you - you missed me, didn't you?''
Your face turns red immediately from getting caught. ``No... eh... I...'' you start to ramble, but then sigh and decide to come out with the truth while avoiding eye contact. ``Okay, fine, you got me. I wanted to get to know you better. Your story resonates with me, and I couldn't wait until morning.''
She laughs quietly, then she strikes your forehead very hard with her ear. ``That wasn't so difficult was it, now let that be the last time you try to pull a sly one on me. Anyways, what do you want to know?''
You look at her, your face still faintly glowing red from embarrassment. ``I will try not to.'' You rub your forehead as her ear surprisingly hurts a bit more than it should have, about the same as if someone flicked your forehead with their finger. ``That kind of hurt by the way.''
``That was the point! Learn the lesson!'' Layla replies playfully.
``Okay, I will try to be more open. Anyways I was thinking maybe you can tell me more about your past...'' you start, but Layla immediately backs away and tense up.
``Please, don't ask me about my past. I am not ready to tell you more,'' she says and curls her tail around her tight.
You see how your question affects her, so you decided not to push. ``Okay Layla, I won't, you tell me when you're ready. How about you tell me why you don?t like humans and I let you ask me anything you want. Deal?''
Layla hesitates a bit but then decides to respond. ``I never cared for humans much. I've just been burnt many times. You?re the first one in a long time I have actually spent time around willingly. There have been others in the past, but most have turned out to be untrue. And I knew nothing you gave me was poisoned before you took a bite of anything. I could have smelled the poison with ease,'' she grins.
Your eyes widen as she declares she has played you for the past two weeks. ``Wait what! You mean... I didn't have to eat the meat?''
``Well, yes and no. I didn't do it to test the food, but to test the lengths you were willing to go. I could tell how repulsive eating raw meat was for you, but you did it anyway so that I could eat it the way I like it. That meant more to me than anything you could have ever said. Anyway, I think you owe me an answer to a question now.''
You take a deep breath. ``Okay, I am ready, ask away.''
Layla sits down, looks straight into your eyes and asks, ``Why do you really want to know me?''
You are clearly surprised by the question, you're not even sure yourself. ``I actually do not know. Hearing how you suffered in the past and the cruelty that Pokemon have to endure just kind of made me feel angry and compassionate and I guess my good nature just wants to help anyone who is in need.''
Layla's stance changes more rigid and she seems visibly getting a bit upset. ``I don't need your pity, stupid. You have no idea what happened in the past!''
You are shocked by her response. ``No, no pity, genuine concern!'' you exclaim. ``I just want to be there for you... as a friend...'' you look down with a quiet sigh.
Layla sniffs the air but finds not even a hint of deceit. ``You mean that... a human who genuinely cares about Pokemon. That is just truly uncommon.''
``I will prove it to you. How about I stay here with you for a while. You only tell me what you feel like sharing, and I answer any question about me you may have,'' you propose.
Layla hesitates for a moment, but then she responds. ``I guess that is fine, but no demanding answers on questions I don?t feel comfortable with, okay?''
``I promise, you can kick me out if I cross that line,'' you say as you yawn. ``I should get some sleep though.''
Layla curls a bit further than an arm's reach from you by the cave entrance, ``fine, get some sleep. I guard the entrance.''
``Guard the entrance? Is it dangerous here?'' you ask with sudden concern.
``Any time can be dangerous, you cannot let your guard down, you won?t survive in the wild with just luck,'' she mutters as she rests her head on her tail.
For the next week you spend getting to know Layla a bit better. You still don't know much about her past, but you discover that she is not keen on many human inventions, like cars, phones and TV. What she does enjoy, is listening about your new developments with your water purification. For her, it represents hope that there is good in people and people who are willing to do much for others with little in return which seem to resonate with her. She does share that she hasn't talked to a human for over six years, and for the past two years she has been staying around this pond. She has no friends, no family, but she doesn't go into further detail on why not and you promised not to press. The more you guys talk, the more you feel connected to this strange Eevee - extremely sarcastic and tough on the outside, with a soft inside which you only see a glimpse every now and then, before she quickly hides it again. Everyday, after finishing your work with the professor, you head toward the pond, and you can feel your heartbeat getting stronger as you feel profound excitement. You can't wait to see Layla again, and possibly learn something new, or maybe just have a silly conversation with her again. You still laugh at the story of the time she hissed at the microwave oven for two minutes when she first saw it and then whacked it on the floor as it beeped for completion, spilling some poor old guys pea soup all over the floor.
On the eighth night at the pond, you sit at the cave entrance with Layla sitting right by you, you toss a flat stone on the calm surface of the pond, making the rock skip four times.
``Have you ever seen that before?'' you ask curiously.
``Oh please...'' she rolls her eyes at you, and slaps a little stone towards the pond making it skip nine times. ``Try not to get cocky with me.''
``Fine, you win...'' you exclaim. ``So what do you want to do tonight?''
``How about you tell me why you pretty much moved here? You haven't really visited your apartment in the past week,'' Layla asks with a curious complexion.
``I feel comfortable around you and it's nice to have someone you can talk to.'' You toss another rock towards the pond, this time it just sinks in.
``There aren?t humans you can talk to? I haven't seen you with anyone besides the professor you keep visiting,'' she presses you for a real answer.
``I guess I find you more interesting than most people. And also, maybe one day I can gain your trust completely... `` you start explaining, but she interrupts you.
``That is all huh? Nothing else? I think there might be something else, but I won?t spell it for you.'' Then she turns around tapping your nose hard with her ear, but not hard enough to hurt. ``Listen... I know you're trying to help me... but I am just not sure if I can ever trust humans enough to completely open up.'' Her eyes get watery.
``I want to. I really do. But my past is quite...'' She stops midsentence. ``Nevermind... I just can't.''
You look at her with a growing curiosity. ``So, hypothetically, it would be better if I was a Pokemon then? Would you trust me more, if I was a Pokemon and if so, what Pokemon would you want me to be?''
She sniffs the air, and doesn?t detect any sarcasm in your question. ``Wow...'' she sniffles slightly, then wipes the tears off. ``Genuine interest, huh. Well yes, I do trust Pokemon more than I trust humans and if I had to pick a Pokemon, I always thought Umbreons are amazing. The way they shine when the moonlight hits their rings, and yet so dark and ominous.'' Then without warning she flicks her ear at your nose gently again. ``You would make a pretty cute Umbreon I think,'' she finishes jokingly.
You flinched at the sudden touch of her ear and surprised yourself how sincere your question was. ''You think so?'' you ask to confirm. You really wanted to know if she would trust you more as a Pokemon.
``Totally sure, definitely Umbreon. Nothing hotter than a dark...'' she interrupts herself as her eyes get wide from slipping something she didn't probably mean to say.
``Hot, eh?'' you tease her. ``Nothing wrong with that.''
Layla doesn't look too amused by her slip up. ``Oh, shut up!'' she growls and then takes off running into the night. You try to call after her to apologize, but she is long gone. You sigh as you lay down in your sleeping bag hoping that she is not gone for good.
In the morning, you wake up a bit achy from another night on the hard cave floor, but otherwise very rested. You pack your bags and hop outside calling for Layla, but there is no answer. Either she is still mad or just doesn't want to be seen right now. Either way you decide to head back to your apartment as if anything, you have learned how stubborn Layla can be. Also, you kind of need to get an answer to a nagging question in your mind. One that has been on your mind ever since Layla ran away. Has there ever been a case where a human became a Pokemon? You really doubt it, but it's not something you have ever cared to even think about. As you begin researching you find out that there is research after Bill's cell separation accident took place decades ago, and the lab has managed to create some promising results. The only thing is there is no guarantee how permanent the effect is. Few reports say less than fourty-eight hours if used with a host Pokemon and some are reported to be irreversible when human genetic material is repurposed into Pokemon. When repurposed the Pokemon has to be smaller than the human and extra material cannot be stored for reversal. As you finish reading, your mind races by what you just read. Now you know you actually could become more trustworthy to Layla. But what would it mean for your water purification plan? How well could you still hack if you only had stubby paws and is this really a leap you would want to take. The decision lingers heavy on your mind.
This is the first time writing a fanfic for me. The goal is to post new chapter weekly, though working full time and having a family may sometimes get in the way of things. As I am posting this I have eight chapters written which five mostly edited. My editor is my brother so it is also kind of a family project. Any feedback is greatly apricated. Also recommend downloading the story for better formatting.
The story is about Kuroga Fintz, a human male whom dreams of solving the world water problem, until she meets an Eevee who doesn't want to evolve due past trauma. It is written mostly in second person from perspective of Kuroga, with his scope of the world. I wont go in a further detail about the story as I want people to discover it by themselves. I hope that anyone who reads it enjoy it.
