So I wanted to finish chapter four of The Other Side this weekend, but I simply had too much schoolwork getting in the way. And today when I finally got time, all I could think about was this little scene. TOS simply wasn't coming out the way it should have, so I decided to write this just so I could say I wrote something today. Originally, this was going to be in third person, then in first person but from the other character's point of view, but this was simply the most fun to write, so this is how it came out. I have less of an idea where this might go than I did with TOS when I first started writing it, but we will see where it takes us. And if you feel like this story deserves a tag it doesn't have, please add it.
Note: The first paragraph is in a larger font size for a reason (if you can't figure out the reason, ask in the comments or read the comments to figure it out). Unfortunately, SF doesn't seem to want to co-operate with this bit up here, so if this part looks different from the rest, sorry. Also, I decided to use Dancing Kirby as a scene breaker in this story. Generally I see people use asterisks, but I decided to let Kirby dance us to the next scene. If you don't like that, Kirby will dance you out of here. And just in case you might be wondering, no I do not in anyway own Pokemon. I don't even know if Nintendo has stocks so my ownership of Pokemon can't be argued that way. Original characters and plot are mine though. Please do not use without asking.
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“I have seen the troubles that have arisen from each type of Pokémon having their own language. It only created discord and jealousy as Pokémon who have two types are able to communicate with a wider world than their one typed brethren. Therefore, I have decided to create a universal language for all Pokémon so that they may thrive as a whole, similar to the human nations. I originally planned to include all intelligent life in this one language, but the humans preferred to remain separate from Pokémon. As such, in order to foster peace, the language that all Pokémon will share, shall sound exactly like the human language to Pokémon. Humans however, will…not…under…sta…nd…”
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The dream slowly faded, as dreams do when you start to wake up. That particular dream was one I hadn’t had before though, but I desperately wanted it to finish. Humans will not understand what? Ah, but it doesn’t matter, it was just a dream of an old legend my mom once told me. How fire types used to only be able to talk with fire types and so on. It eventually got so bad Arceus intervened personally and created the one language for all Pokémon that is still used today.
This dream was strange though. Usually, my dreams are very vivid, but this one only had a voice, why was that? And what is waking me up? I’ve spent a long time in this limbo between dreams and the waking world. What’s going on?
Wait…I hear something. Someone’s saying something. And I feel…cold. Did I somehow evolve into a Glaceon? But, no that can’t be it, I went to sleep in my den like normal last night, there’s no way I could have become a Glaceon. So why am I cold? None of my siblings are Gla…
There it is again, that voice. What’s it saying?
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……kay…
Ng……in……ere……kay…
Come on ears, work. You’re huge for a reason.
You’ll………ine……Ang……ere…
A whole word! But, this voice is desperate and sad, like its brother’s dying in front of it or something. What…
Hang in there!………gonna be…kay…
Hmm? “Hang in there?” “Gonna be?” “Kay?” what’s all that supposed to…Someone is dying! This voice just said: “Hang in there! You’re gonna be okay!”! But, who’s dying? The only Pokémon who live in this den are my family and I don’t recognize this voice…
Oh no, we got attacked didn’t we? This voice is probably a human trying to keep it together after mother unleashed her full Jolteon wrath on his Pokémon. But if that’s true, why am I still asleep? Why hasn’t mother woken me like last time we were found by a human? Did she get injured? But even if she did, big brother Espeon would have woken me up. Or if he was fighting, big sister Umbreon or big sister Flareon. Someone would have so that my brother and I could escape…
Am I dying? Is this what all voices sound like when you are almost dead? But it definitely did not sound like anything that might once have been an Eevee…There it is again!
“Hang in there, girl! I’ve got you. I’m gonna make sure you pull through this. Understand, you’re going to pull through! *sob* First thing that happens when I finally move out of my parents’ house? I find a stray that’s hanging on by a thread. Best part is? The local animal hospital went out of business years ago! People around here don’t have pets apparently. *sigh* Come on girl! You can pull through, I know you can!...”
Whoa. That was a leap. Last time I could barely make out this voice, now I get a whole speech? Strange. What’s an animal hospital though? Is that some sort of Pokémon Center?
What was that? Something just touched my ear…and I’m lying on some hard, cold surface, I can feel it now. That’s why I’m cold, but what am I lying on? And where? I live in a forest, there’s nothing that gets this cold during summer.
Ow! Something must have happened to my tail because all of a sudden it started hurting like someone bit it really hard, except my entire tail feels this way…and now my paws hurt…and now my side……
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FUCK!
I opened my eyes and to say I’m confused would be an understatement. I’m lying on some stone slab several feet in the air, there’s a human bending over me, I think I’m bleeding, it felt like I was asleep for an entire night but it’s still dark outside the den I’m in, and I hurt. No, “I hurt” doesn’t describe it accurately. My everything is on fire. Yeah, that’s a better description. I hurt in places I didn’t even know could hurt. Like my fur. My fur hurts, how does that even happen? My fur isn’t irritating my skin or something, I can feel my entire neck ruff and that hurts, not just the skin it connects to.
I slowly opened my eyes to look at the human and it looks like mother said they do. Its skin is pale, though not nearly as pale as a member of the Ralts family. It has fur, but its fur is strange. It has a small amount of fur on its head and some differently colored fur covering its chest and part of its arms. Wait, that’s not fur…its more like Ralts’ whatever it is that Ralts has over its body, only the human’s is a dark blue on top and a beige-ish color on its legs. Its face is flat and its nose is pointy like a Nosepass’. It has small round ears and they are on the SIDE of its head, not the top! How funny!
Ow…it hurts to laugh.
That got its attention though as it stopped doing whatever it was doing to my back and bent its knees to look me in the eyes. It smiled a genuine smile and said “You’re awake! That’s good. That means that you’re going to recover. If you weren’t going to make it, you wouldn’t have woken up. My name’s John, but I don’t see a collar on you so I don’t know what your name is. Oh well.”
And with that he returned his attention to my back, putting something on there that was cold and only part liquid. Whatever it is, it feels like it’s making things better, so I’m not complaining.
What was that about not knowing what my name is though? Surely he doesn’t think I’m a freshly hatched kit that can’t talk yet. I just haven’t decided what evolution I want to take, that’s all. Guess I’ll just have to correct him.
“My name is Eevee. I just haven’t decided what evolution I want to take yet. I’m old enough to take one though.” Ow, just talking hurts, and I can’t even get out anything more than a hoarse whisper!
“You, you can talk!” he said with an air of wonder in his voice.
Huh, guess I startled him. I would be trying not to laugh if it wasn’t for all the extra half liquid stuff that he spilled on my back.
“I could make out ‘Eevee, ’ is that what you were trying to tell me?”
I must have been quieter than I though. No his ears are just more useless than I gave them credit for. “Yes” I replied as loud as I could.
“So your name is Eevee?”
Are humans stupid? Oh yeah, worthless ears, I’ll just restate my original sentence. “My name is Eevee and I simply haven’t chosen an evolution yet. I am old enough to take one though.”
“Okay, okay, I get it. Your name is Eevee. Is there anything else you want to tell me? Like who did this to you?”
What? No comment about my age or my choice of evolution? This must be an oblivious human. Or maybe he thinks it’s a touchy subject and doesn’t want to talk about it. Let’s go with that, I don’t want my savior to be an imbecile.
“I have no idea where I am or how I got hurt. Where are we?” I asked quietly.
“I said I understand. Your name is Eevee. Do you know where you are?” he said in as comforting a manner as he could.
What’s wrong with this human? I didn’t say anything about me being an Eevee that time and then he asks the same question I asked!
“Do you understand…” I began to say, but now I know what’s going on. Humans don’t understand Pokémon! That’s the part of my dream that didn’t finish. “Humans will not understand Pokémon!” So how does he know that I’m an Eevee if he didn’t recognize it before?
In the middle of my contemplation he said, “Maybe you’re just too out of it. Right now, all you’re saying is ‘Vee ee eevee ee! Eeeevee vee vee ee!’ Get some rest and we will talk in the morning.
So I can say whatever I want and all he will hear is fragments and the occasional whole of my name?
Glorious, just what I needed. A savior who won’t know what’s wrong with the Pokémon he saved, no matter how many times I tell him.
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Please vote, comment, fave, watch. These things fuel me.
I haven't sat down and plotted out where this is going to go yet, so unless I hit some writer's block with ToS, this probably isn't going to be updated any time soon unfortunately
I have to admit, I was doing my best to understand everything that was happening between eevee and his savior and for the most part, you wrote everything out in great detail. I've always been something of a fan of the eevee family, the eevee evolutions, the eevee fan club, just everything eevee. Mind, I'm not the BIGGEST fan but I'm big enough to adore how you played this chapter out with the dream, the trying to interpret words being spoken, the whole mystery to everything here. Finally, when eevee got his senses back, after he was all worried for his family, it turns out he's on some table in the middle of some vet lab or such with an unfamiliar human bringing him back to good health. Still, wasn't there human attacking eevee's home at some point in time? I hope this isn't the same human. That would things... complicated quickly.
One way or the other, I've babble enough, haven't I? If you couldn't tell with the way I faved and voted for your work here, I very much enjoyed this fiction of yours and I very much hope you go on writing it in the future. I'll be here waiting for you to post the next chapter. Can't wait for you to post it, truth be told. :D
Also, she was supposed to be more worried that no one was helping her escape the nasty humans. Mama's full Jolteon wrath and her evolved siblings are supposed to be (in her mind at least) more than capable of chasing off any nosy humans that find their den. I tried to hint that there is an escape plan for her and her younger brother that involves being escorted by an older sibling, guess it didn't come across very well.
Ah well, time to see if Eevee is willing to cooperate and get her story out there.
Happy hunting,
Draro
Regardless, I did read on eevee's siblings helping her stay safe from humans. But that's what intrigues me most. If there was a whole plan to keeping humans away from the den... then how did she end in the possession of one? How very ironic. That's what I'd like to find out later, if you're willing to write; where is eevee? How did she get taken from her home? Where is her family, her mother jolteon, her big brother espeon and such? You did a good job of leaving your reader with many a question to ponder over. :)
Rest assured though that I now know the next couple chapters worth of material and it just needs to be written and ironed out. There's a point where my plans just kinda drop off into the black unknown, but I managed to push that further back than right after chapter one.
Happy hunting,
Draro
P.S. *whispers* Don't tell anyone, but I want to know the answer to the question "how did she get where she is?" just as much as you do, if not more. I know where she is and how she ended up in the possession of a human, but not how she got there to begin with. The two I know will be answered in chapter two, don't worry.
I have found myself in a strange land, surrounded by individuals who all look the same. Everyone here is being forced to speak something other than English, including myself. I have been here for 40 weeks now. Yes, we are keeping count.
During that time I have done some thinking. Some talking. Some planning. All of it in English, and therefore all of it discrete and covert. For the past five months I have been planning, and last Sunday the answers I sought finally came to me.
Fear not! For Eevee has found herself a home in my heart and a path through my mind. I now know where her journey begins, where it tarries, and where it ends, I know things that I don't even know if I will ever find the right time to share, and believe me, once we get to the heart of things you won't know what to think.
Most importantly, I have found answers to my own questions regarding this tale.
The good news? Ah, yes my friend, the good news.
The good news is that with this direction firmly lodged in my head I can bravely forge on and enter regions hitherto unseen. I don't expect it will take me longer than a couple of weeks to get a new chapter posted. But first, come revisions.
Happy hunting,
Draro