Author's note: This is a very interesting set up for my story to be based off of. I like the Genre and the Setting. The Character caught me off guard but hey that's ok. That just makes it interesting. As a brand new writer. Hope I do well.
Setting: Region: Hoenn
Pokemon Reward I'm after: Eevee
Secondary Optional Rewards I'm after: Fire, Water, or Thunder Stone
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There were times where I thought I had experienced the worst day ever. Those times were unpleasant and I sobbed for hours to pass. I remember each time I stopped sobbing when those days came and left. Ya, I felt better like everyone does eventually. Honestly tho, it does not matter. The second you stop crying, you have some horrible event, jumping on your ass ready to make your life a living hell. At least, that is how I feel when it happens to me. I know now that those days where I thought I would be better dead, was no where near the experience I am feeling now.
You want to know why? You want to know why none of those days matter anymore? Well it's because I am dead. That's right. You thought I was making a joke when I said (I would rather be dead.) Well I was not making a joke. I am a fool for thinking that I would better off be dead. I am floating over my dead pokemon body right now. That's right, I am a ghost, a spirit, whatever you want to call it, I am no longer apart of the world of the living. The foolish young eevee that now lies their dead was once me you know. If you have not figured that out by now, now you know. There is no more comparing, no more guessing, no more possibles. I am dead, and nothing I think or do will change that. My worst day ever. You want to know what day that truly is? The day where I know I cannot experience any worst days? It is this day. The day I died.
I suppose sobbing over my death is not the best thing to do right now. I have better things to do. I need revenge. Why revenge you ask? Because my body told me so. My body is missing a huge chunk of my flesh and bones; out from the side of my stomach. I was murdered. There is no other possibly on what could have happen. The sad part is, I don't know what or who killing me. I was killed in my sleep. Who does such a horrible thing? Well that's what I want to find out. Who is my killer?
You can consider me a live broadcast, if you will. I am telling you what I see at this very moment. That's what live broadcasts are if you didn't know. As I was floating around, telling you my story so far, I believe I got the hang of this flying business. That's good because I have to move somehow if I am going to find who killed me. But where do I start? I don't know but I better think of something. Umm? I suppose I should look closer to my dead body. Ya, maybe if I look closer, I can figure out the size of this giant hole ripped out of me. It's very big I can tell you that. I can see possible bite marks but have no clue how to measure them. Wait a minute. There are bite marks, and their pretty big. There is no way a human could do this.
It must be a pokemon you killed me. But if that is true, then that pokemon could vary from a houndoom, all the way up to something like a Arcanine. There is no way to be certain. Wow wait, I just found something. Is... is that a foot print? There is no way that is a footprint. The surface of this mountain is just to hard to see any type of footprint. Even from a pokemon the size of a Snorlax, cannot penetrate such a hard surface. Then again what I see must be a footprint. There is no mistaking it. I can totally tell that I have seen this footprint before.
I just can't recall which pokemon has footprints like this. Could it be me? I mean, I am a spirit after all. Could I have some special ghostly powers that allows me to see the hidden? Never mind that, it's best to follow them.
I have been following these prints for hours now. Mt. Prye is defiantly a huge mountain, I am still going down it. In case your wondering, I went up Mt. Pyre the day before I died because I hear rumors that somewhere in the mountain, there are loads of stones. Not just any stones, but evolution stones. Ever since I was a baby eevee, I wished to evolve. I didn't care what I evolved into, as long as I evolved, I would show my parents, and they would see how much of a big girl I have become.
Sorry, I lost track of what I was doing. Now where was I? Hold it. What a stroke of luck. You won't believe what I just found. I just found a houndoom. Ooo ya, these are defiantly his tracks. That son of a bitch. If I could hold get my paws on you, I would rip you apa... Wait a minute. He looks sad. He is trying to talk to someone. Lets listen in.
"I was to late." The houndoom says this sobbing. "I can't believe they got to her before me. Poor eevee, I am so sorry. I am so sorry I could not reach you in time. What kinda friend I'm I? I should of warned her. How could I be so stupid? Telling her the rumors of those stones and forgetting to tell her of the dangers as well. I might as well be the murder. I lead my best friend to her death. I don't deserve to live."
(Back to the eevee)
Omg that's Rick. How did I not notice? I'm starting to cry if you guys don't know. If you could see me right now from the world of the dead, my face is soaked. I can't believe I thought my best friend killed me for a second. If he did not kill me, then who did? Rick is walking off. Rick wait! Please wait! What's the use? He can't hear me. Man what do I do now? I am out of options here.
(Near eevee, hiding behind a rock.)
"What are we waiting for? Let's kill him." A Rapidash said. "Sit down you fool, we can't let him see us or else he will run and warn the public sooner than expected. Let the fool walk his way to town. We will get him but not by a rush." A Dragonnite said. The Rapidash replies. "I hate waiting around. But find, we will do it your way."
(Back to the eevee)
What is that noise. There are two pokemon. A Rapidash and a Dragonnite. What! I can't believe what I just heard. They are plotting to kill Rick. Those monsters. They are the ones who killed me. I bet it was the dragonnite who bit into me. That bastard. I got to warn Rick.
I flew over to Rick and he can't here me. I keep on trying but nothing is working. Gone dammit Rick, Run! If you don't run now they will sneak on you and murder you. Please, hear me. if you can hear me, do this for me. Do this for your best friend. Ya ya, sorry about that. Rick just scared the hell out of me. He just took off so fast down the road. He must have heard me. I am going to follow him.
He is taking off on route 122. Man he is fast. How the hell did he even get to Mt. Pyre now that I am thinking of it. Mt. Pyre is locked, surrounded by water. A fire type pokemon like him should have never been able to swim over here like I did. There is just no way.
Forget it, Rick is very strong and smart. He can take care of himself. I should probably focus on my killers. I flew little bit away and found them. They look out of breath. Good, I hope they get a heart attack those monsters. There speaking again. Let me pitch in.
(Back to Rapidash and Dragonnite)
"What the hell happened? How did he see us, we were behind every rock and tree and we were at least a mile away? Plus, the wind was blowing our way. There is no way he can smell us either. Dragonnite how?" Rapidash complains. "Shut it you. I don't know how he knew but if he tells anyone that our master killed that poor girl, then we will be his next meal so I suggest you keep it cool, and hunt that bastard down. It's what you wanted anyways, to rush him. Well your chance to do so is now so go, I will try to keep up.
(Back to the eevee)
WHAT? They are not my killers. There master is. Well shit, who is their master? I thought I solved this mystery already.
"Not quiet girl but I can tell you where to go" A unknown voice speaks.
"What the, whoooo theee hellll areee you." Eevee asks.
"I am the one who brings the dead to where they belong, the Spirit World. However I cannot do so until my current victim is satisfied. For that to happen in your case is for you to find out who killed you I'm I correct? The mysterious one asks.
Eevee shakes and trembles by the sound of this person's voice. "That's incorrect. I don't want to just know my killer, I want him to die as well. He deserves it." Eevee says.
"I cannot control the will of death my child. I only show the dead the correct path to take and right now you are drifting away from that path. I suggest you get your pitiful revenge settled and then come back to me. I will be waiting on top of Mt. Pyre, where your killer awaits." The mysterious one says as he disappears.
"Whatever dude. I am going to make sure my killer dies before you take me to whatever god forsaken place you spoke of." Eevee shouts up at the sky.
Looks like I am heading up towards Mt. Pyre guys. Hopefully my journey as a ghost comes to a close soon.
I have reached the top and I see my killer. He is a Garchomp and boy does he look vicious. His mouth defiantly fits perfectly along by dead body's corpse. This small mystery has come to a close. Now all that is left is for him to die. How I do that has a ghost I have no clue.
"My child, forget about him. You cannot kill him. It is pointless. Let your anger go." The mysterious one says.
"You again. Look, I am not going anywhere until I see him dead. Eevee replies.
"Then you will be waiting for several years to come. By then you will be stuck as a ghost forever, roaming this earth wishing you could be apart of it again. Don't throw your life away. I can give you a new one. I can replace your life in a new body with no memory's. Start life over. You can't possibly turn that down can you?" The mysterious one says.
Eevee takes in his words as guild lines of a new life. His words were like magic. Erasing the pain and sorrow out of eevee's mind, purifying her.
"I feel nothing. I feel the pain washing away. What did you do to me?" Eevee asks.
"You don't feel nothing. You feel relived. Your personalty is dense and closed. Your very negative and don't like to show the happy times. You only look back at the worse time of your life.
Be free of it. Be free my child." The mysterious one says.
Eevee gives in to his words. He was right. She always looked at the negatives and never the good. She does not even realize that other pokemon love her and would still love her if they knew of her passing.
"Fine whatever. Take me to this other world you spoke of. Give me a new life. I am sick of living life this. Take me away." Eevee says giving in.
"You made the right choice my child. May you be at peace." The mysterious one says.
And that is how my little adventurer ends. With my mind drifting away, I begin a long sleep. Hoping to awake in a new body, ready to tackle the world with a positive attitude and bring happiness to those I met. May the harshness of the world one day begone, never to be seen again.