“I was once human on the inside just like you, your family, even that one person you kinda hate. Yea I was just ready to graduate high school till it happened.”
“Kevin hurry up and put the trash out.” The mom called up the stairs.
“The thing about me was I was into dressing up as my favorite characters of animes or ponies and act like well a young infant. I mostly into Shaymin the Pokémon at the time. I was even transgender ready to become a female. Sorry now I’m blabbering back to the flashback.”
“Alright mom will do!”
Kevin runs around to the trashcan carrying a bag of trash over his shoulder. Once Kevin reaches the trash bin 3 men jump him. One was holding a gun.
“You say one word I’ll put a bullet in you!”
Kevin nods. The one holding the gun was black. The one next to him was a tubby Mexican who was looking a little nervous. The third was just the run of mill white man. From closer inspection all appeared to be equipped with pistols. The black one motioned the Mexican to grab Kevin and hold him back whilst he secured the house. The Mexican looked at Kevin with remorse as if he didn’t choose to be here.
“Kevin what’s taking so long?”
The mom came out shocked, but didn’t yell or scream. The black and white guy went up to secure the woman.
Kevin whispered to the Mexican. “Please don’t let them do this.” Kevin motions his eyes to the pistol.
“I never knew what that man was thinking, but what happened next was what scarred me for the rest of my life.”
The Mexican in a burst of what might have been courage gave the pistol to Kevin. Kevin had just raised the pistol to the blacks head to fire. The black guy turned right around just as this all happened. Kevin hesitated on shooting and froze. The black wasted no time pulling the trigger. Kevin closed his eyes, but when he didn’t feel the bullet connect with his skull he opened his eyes and saw the Mexican on the ground blood pouring out of him. Kevin in his own burst of courage shot the black in the head. This caused the white guy to turn around and shoot him straight in the right shoulder. The dad finally comes out and shoots the white in the head ending the fight. Kevin throws the pistol away and begins crying and thrashing about screaming.
“I don’t want to grow up. I don’t wanna be an adult!”
Tears streaming down his face as he lost all his courage, bravery, and thoughts before he blacked out.
“After that I had lost all emotion this causing my parents to send me to a therapist where I confessed everything. My desires and my life goals. I oddly enough was recommended to pursue these goals thinking it might help me forget, but my parents thought otherwise and refused to take care of me. I thought I would never be happy again until a couple. No a miracle came along. A couple had come to multiple orphanages looking for a kid of my age with my common interests. They loved Pokémon and had a BIG income so they could do whatever they please. Point was when my therapist contacted them about me they immediately asked my parents if they could adopt me. In an instant they said yes and I was on my way. This is where the story begins.”
As the last of my bags were packed into the SUV I looked back at my parents one more time. I was told I was allowed to visit whenever I want, but in a way I’m glad. I would no longer have to keep secrets and my family could move onto better things. The couple better known as Dawn and Ash because they were huge Pokémon fanatics. They both already had all the infantile items ready apparently. Which excited me. The car was equipped with a big enough pink and white car seat that I could fit in it and be perfectly comfy.
“Now is there a certain name we should call you?” Dawn said rummaging through a big bag she had brought for some reason.
With no thought I immediately spit out “Shaymin!”
Dawn chuckled as if she already knew the answer.
“Well Shaymin. I think you need to look like a Shaymin to be a Shaymin.”
Dawn pulled out a tailor Skymin costume with a hood that had the wings and Mohawk on it. I almost lost it and jumped with joy.
“Do you want to put it on now?”
With no hesitation I nodded. I stripped down my clothes only till I was wearing underwear. Dawn came over and helped dress me up till I felt content.
“Dawwww! Ash look at our little Shaymin!”
Ash turned around from the driver seat looking out the window.
“She’s cute. Get her strapped in so we can get home. I’m sure she needs a diaper.”
“No need to worry I brought some if she needs them. Shaymin are you alright for the ride home?”
“Please call me mommy! Don’t be afraid to embrace who you are.”
It felt weird calling another woman my mother, but I enjoyed it none the less. Dawn helped strap me into my new car seat. Once the straps were secured a tray sort of safety measure was brought down to my chest and secured.
“Is the little Pokémon nice and cozy?” She says nuzzling my face.
I nod. After Dawn gets in the passenger seat and the car begins its not so far journey to my new home. I look back as I see my old house disappear in the distance. I looked at my bags and kept thinking about my pacifier and how I wanted it so badly. I decided to do what a child would do in my situation.
“Mommy I want my pacifier.”
I was almost afraid at how she would react after going through so much trouble to make my ride home as comfortable as possible.
“Of course sweetheart.”
Dawn pulled out a diaper bag near her feet and pulled out my old pacifier. It had a black and white zebra print on the mouth guard and the ring on the end was pink. She must have taken all my baby stuff from my bag when I was busy and put it in the diaper bag. Before she gave me my pacifier she got out my pacifier clip which was also pink. She leaned back and attached the pacifier clip to my little costume and placed the pacifier in my mouth. I immediately started suckling away.
“There we go! Now you’re even cuter!”
Now that I had my pacifier I began to relax. This caused me to begin sleepy eye blinking. Eventually I fell asleep in the comfort of my car seat. Sleep for me was never easy I almost always had nightmares. This one was the reliving of the shooting incident. I kept reliving the scene over and over till my eyes shot open.
“Shaymin. Baby girl? Were home wake up!”
“Is she ok?”
“I don’t know. I hope so.”
I rub my eyes as I was very groggy.
“I’m here sweetie. Is everything ok?”
“I had a bad dream.”
“Oh it’s ok! Mommy and Daddy are here to make it all better!”
Dawn raises the tray and unstraps me from the car seat and holds me in her arms. I was never the heaviest. I only weighed 90 pounds which with Dawns amazing strength made me easy to hold. I held onto her neck never letting go till I was brought into the giant mansion sort of house.