Umbreona (PG13)

[Encyclopika]

Umbreona (PG13) - Completed

Ok, this is my second fic at this forum...not saying it's my second fic ever mind you. I've been thinking about this one a while and I hope you all enjoy.
Some notes though - this story involves a peculiar Umbreon. The story is told through her eyes and the Pokemon speak English so that you can understand the dialogue. ^^ But, if we were to really listen in, it would be normal Pokemon talk. I hope you enjoy the first chapter...second chapter comung real soon. ^^
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Umbreona – The Misfortunes of a Shiny Umbreon

The forest was thick, like it always was at the bottom of the mountains. A cool breeze trailed down from the mountain top and brushed through my black fur.

“It’s cold, mommy,” one of my Eevee called.

“Don’t worry, it’s only the breeze,” I answered in a soothing, low voice, bringing the Eevee closer to me.

I have two little Eevee pups. The one that always complains is Eve. She is the younger of the two and loves to be babied. The other is named Umber. He is tougher and likes to venture out alone sometimes, which gets him into trouble. I had another Eevee by the name of Jolter. He was captured by a trainer. I hope that wherever he is, he’s doing okay.

“You’re such a baby!” Umber teased his sister.

“Mom! Tell him to stop!” Eve whined.

“Come on, Umber, stop teasing your sister,” I ordered.

Umber just went on his way. Eve ran up to him and jumped on his head. They were in a play fight already, and it was barely noon. I plopped down and lay in the warm grass in the sun under a large oak tree. I am what you humans call an Umbreon, the dark form of Eevee. My mother always called Umbreona, because somehow she knew I’d become an Umbreon. I’ve lived in the forest all my life. I have black fur and prefer the night mostly. I’m no ordinary Umbreon though. The rings on my ears, legs and tail all glow in different colors, corresponding to the way I feel. I was the only one you could call “shiny” in my whole family. My mother was a regular Espeon and my brothers and sisters weren’t discolored, except for me. We never got to know our father, but we always heard he was a Typhlosion.

“Stop pulling my ears!” I could hear Umber scream at Eve as they played.

I tried not to fall asleep, but soon my rings turned gray and I was out like a light.

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About an hour later, Umber and Eve woke me and we began our journey again. Winter was coming and we wanted to go south, following our favorite meals – Spearow. It was getting dark and we hadn’t eaten all day.

“Mom,” Eve started to speak.

I already knew what she would ask for – food.

“I know, honey, first I have to find a burrow so you can hide while I go find something,” I told her.

She knew the drill, but so far no luck. Up ahead, I saw something small and blue up ahead. It was a Swablu. Swablu were easy targets and my children enjoy the taste of bird. My rings started to turn purple.

“Kids, I found dinner,” I told them quietly.

The two of them ran into the bushes on the path. I crept closer to the Swablu, not making a sound. My mother taught me how to hunt and I never forgot how she did it. I froze in place as the Swablu acknowledged my presence. It then turned back to the berries it was nibbling at. I soon resumed my hunt. When I got close enough, the Swablu turned around and realized I was right behind it. I pounced and my claws caught onto on of its wings as it tried to fly away. I slammed it down and used Bite on its neck. It kicked and struggled, but I had it in a way it couldn’t escape. Soon, the bleeding from my claw and teeth marks were enough to kill it. I made sure it was dead, and then called out to my Eevees. Umber and Eve came bustling and ate like they had never eaten before. They tore of pieces of feathered flesh and gulped it down. I sat there, waiting for them to finish. I always let them have first dibs on the kill and then I would eat the scraps. The rings on my body turned yellow, and I happily watched them eat the Swablu. It was all gone by the time they were finished.

“Sorry, Mom, it doesn’t look like there’s any left,” Eve apologized.

“That’s quite alright,” I told her as i liked her face clean of blood.

All that was left of the Swablu were feathers and bloody bones. It had grown quite dark and I heard a Noctowl call out to tell the forest it was night time once again. We got back on the path south. A flock of Spearow passed overhead and I knew we were in the right direction.

“Hey, Mom! Look what I found!” Umber called to me from my right.

I looked to him. He had found a tree trunk that had been made hollow.

“That’s where we’ll sleep tonight, I guess,” I told him.

My rings became yellow. I was so proud of Umber. I knew that if anything ever happened to me, he could take care of himself and Eve. I crawled in a cuddled up with my two Eevee. I licked Eve’s soft, brown fur and she fell asleep. Umber cuddled up to me and fell asleep while using Eve as a pillow. I put my head down and dozed off.

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I awoke to the stampeding footsteps of Pokemon from deep in the forest. Eve and Umber awoke with a start.

“What’s going on?” Umber cried out, tired.

I jumped up and took a look outside. At first I figured they would be a bunch of Dodrio and Doduo running for their lives from a pack of Pikachu, like usual. But it wasn’t. This stampede included prey and predators alike. Even powerful Rhyhorn were running, which surprised me. They didn’t run from anything without a fight. Absol, Graveler, Makuhita, Fearow, Primape, Ivysaur, Raticate, Wigglytuff, Beautifly, Girafarig, and other forest Pokemon were all running away from something.

“Excuse me? Excuse me?” I tried to get some information, “Hello?”

“What are you doing standing there?” an Absol stopped in front of me.

She was out of breath.

“What’s going on? What are you all running from?” I asked, trying not to waste her time.

“Hunters, in the area!” she told me, “They’re capturing all the Pokemon they can catch.”

She looked up at my ears. The rings were white in my fear.

“You’re a shiney Pokemon,” she realized, “You better get out of here. There’s no doubt they’ll come after you first.”

With that, she jumped back into the stampede and disappeared in the cloud of dust.

“Mom, I’m scared. What’s going on,” Eve asked, worried.

“Hunters,” I told her bluntly, “We have to go. Umber, follow me.”

I picked up Eve by the skin on the back of her neck in my mouth and started to follow the stampede. Umber was just as fast as me and kept up fine. The stampede soon led us to wide field. The Pokemon spread out. From the depths of the forest came the motor engines of the hunters. They bursted out of the brush and into the field. They started capturing numerous Pokemon with ropes. We ran past a Rhyhorn who was captured in a rope. I tried to make my rings yellow, that way I’d look like a normal Umbreon. But it was no use, as it was slowing me down. One of the vehicles drove right in front of us and Umber and I stopped short. I dropped Eve and gave a big sigh. When I went to pick her up again, a rope tied itself around my neck. I was caught.

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So...how do you like it so far? ^^

 

[WindyNight]

Oh my god! A fanfic about Umbreon! So cute! lol
I read the whole thing...It's a good idea to give all the Eevee a name..^^
But I somehow feel bad for the Swablu...;_;
It's a really really good fanfic, Encyclopika...I love it!!!
Can't wait to read chapter 2!! Update soon!!!
I wonder what would happen to that Umbreon...

 

[Sweet May]

awsome fic Encyclopika................ i love it..... so sweet............ can't wait 4 chapter 2
yay Umbreon........ my fave Dark type^__^

 

[Tourniquet]

Aww, I hope nothing happens to the Umbreon and her babies! I would love a shiny Umbreon *_*

 

[mindripper]

I like Umbreon too. Shiny pokemon are good as well!

Nice, compact, first chapter. Could have been a little longer, but you did a good job. I would have loved for the chapter to continue a little beyond the capture, but I can understand that you wanted to cut it off, to maintain tension, which is fine.

So far, good job, and keep it up!

 

[Xiang]

Love it! Forums went down before, couldnt type over my complete review thing T_T

Oh well, I love it, no complaints for length and all the rest of the Joe Shmoe.

PM me for the next chappie!

-Pichu Gurl ;172;

 

[Encyclopika]

Chpater 2 is up...finally! ^^
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“Run!” I yelled out.

Umber and Eve ran. I watched as the hunters released two Fearow. They picked Umber and Eve up and brought them back to the hunters. Umber tried to Bite the Fearow, but its skin was too tough for his baby teeth. I struggled in my leash. The hunter said something and then lifted a gray pole in my face. A loud bang, and I was down in seconds.

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I woke with a start. I sat up in the dim darkness and twisted my head in all different directions. Where was I? In front of me were bars, parallel to each other and connected to a floor and low ceiling. The ground beneath my paws was cold and hard. My surroundings jumped and I flew with it. I landed on my stomach and undersides as I collided with a crash. I opened my eyes when it was all over and I squinted in frustration. My rings started to turn red. I wanted out right now.

“Looks like we gots ourselves a newbie,” an old, worn voice said happily from somewhere ahead of me.

I came closer to the bars and peered in a similar cage to mine ahead. There lay a Vigoroth. He was leaning against the side of his cage on his back, facing the other side. One of his clawed, white paws was hung loosely over his gut that rolled up in his position. His legs were sprawled out, showing he liked his space.

“What are you talking about?” I asked fiercely.

I hated it when others looked down on me.

“Oh, hehe, that’s just Vero, ignore him,” a younger, male voice said from behind me.

I could tell by the closeness of the voice that we shared the same cage. I turned around and stared straight into the eyes of an Espeon. He wasn’t a normal Espeon, he was discolored. His fur, instead of the usual pink-purple color, was a bright green. He sat on the other side of the cage far from me.

“Who are you?” I asked in my low tones, “And what’s going on?”

“Newbies, always pretending nothing serious is going on…” Vero said to himself.

I scowled at him. The Espeon’s voice made me turn away from him.

“Oh, my name is Even,” the Espeon responded, “And you must have taken the tranqu’ pretty badly…we’re being moved to a market where we’ll be sold by the hunters.”

I squinted in confusion. I had never heard some of those words before.

“A market? Sold?” I asked.

“Ehehehehe,” Vero giggled at my stupidity, “She must be really new.”

“Oh shut up, Vero!” a little female’s voice boomed.

The voice was delicate, but its caster was no pushover. I leaned against the bars to see who was speaking. In a cage facing Vero’s cage was a Pikachu. She was angrily staring at Vero, who didn’t seem to care. She, too, was what you could call a shiny Pokemon. Her fur was almost orange, instead of the usual Pikachu yellow. She shared a cage with a regular Grovyle.

“Listen, I rule this van, so if anyone’s gonna shut up, it’s you Chupi,” Vero said calmly.

“Oh stick it up your ***!” Chupi, the Pikachu yelled, “I wish they’d just kill you already and make you into a coat!”

Vero didn’t budge from the death wish, but I did. What if that happened to me? I’d never see Eve or Umber again. What would they do without me? Remembering them, I frantically spied each and every cage for them and my own.

“What’s with you?” Even asked, almost laughing.

“Where are my children?” I asked, panic stricken.

“Kids? You didn’t come in with no kids,” Vero said bluntly, not turning to face me.

“Quick, did you see two Eevee?” I asked Even and Chupi.

They shook their heads apologetically. There was a lump caught in my throat and I slumped down on the cold hard floor. Tears welt up in my eyes. Even if I wasn’t killed, they had a chance to be. I felt as though my whole life was wasted.

“How old were they?” a sly voice from Chupi’s direction asked.

I looked to her to find the Grovyle now made the conversation his.

“Eve was two months old and Umber was seven months old,” I said, looking down.

“Then don’t worry about it,” he comforted, “They’re much too small and young to make into a coat. It’s a guarantee that they’ll be sold immediately to some wealthy human.”

“I hate humans,” I muttered, looking at the dark gray floor beneath me, “It’s them that’s tearing my family apart.”

“How so?” I heard Even ask.

“Yea, tell us. We got quite a ride on our hands,” Vero jumped in, “We got all the time in the world.”

Chupi and the Grovyle sat down to listen.

“Tell us where you came from. Your family. Because ya know, you, might stay in here a while,” Vero said.

“Yeah, just look at Vero,” Chupi cut in meanly.

“Well, I’ve always lived in the forest close to the mountains,” I started.

“Why the mountains?” Vero asked.

“Two things – I have an Absol friend who lives up there and my family’s favorite meal, Spearow, live near there as well. We were on our way South for the winter and we were following a flock of Spearow,” I answered.

“Oh, yeah, the South…” Vero said dreamily, “That’s where I used to live with my family. Yep, had a couple of kids, a good mate, and my father lived right near by. I always used to talk to Primer, a good Mankey friend. We’d always go looking for the best fruit together.”

“I remember my home,” Chupi started.

“Tell us again, Chupi,” Even pleaded, “Pikachu have quite an interesting lifestyle, ya know.”

“I know,” I said, smiling at memories, “I’d always wake up to the sound of their Doduo prey running in the morning.”

Chupi giggled, “Yeah, I was one of the only females in the hunting pack.”

“Just shows how unique she is,” Vero butt in.

Chupi gave him a scowl and continued as she looked in my direction, “Yep, my favorite hunts were the ones after Stantler.”

“I didn’t know you went after prey that big,” I said, astounded.

“Well, when you have twenty of your best buddies, and a strong leader, you can do anything,” Chupi said, her face turning red as she mentioned the leader.

“Chupi had a crush on her clan leader,” Vero murmured to me, giggling in between words.

“That’s sweet,” I said, smiling at her.

“He was so strong…” Chupi said dreamily.

“A Raichu?” I asked.

“Yep…” she sighed and became a blob of jelly.

“Where did you live, Skeper?” Even asked the Grovyle.

“I lived deep in the tropical rainforests far away from here,” he answered coolly.

“So I guess you’ve had some journey,” I said.

“Yeah, I guess it’s the best way to see how humans get around,” he said, a little bit of annoyance in his voice.

“Funny how humans don’t have no wings but they insist on flying anyway,” Vero said philosophically.

“How are humans tearing your family apart? It sounds like it happened before,” Even went back to the topic that started the conversation.

I looked down, “A trainer captured my oldest Eevee, Jolter.”

“Oh,” Even said, sorry he had asked.

“I’ll never, ever listen to a human and never ever will I get into one of those tiny Voltorbs!” Chupi screamed.

“I think they’re called Poke-e-balls,” Vero said, thinking very hard.

“What’s the difference? I’m not goin in ‘em!” Chupi shouted to him, caught up in her rage, “It’s those damn humans that ruined my life, too!”

We looked at her. Vero had nothing to say, for he agreed.

Tears welt up in her black, beady eyes and she said, “I’ll never see Volten, or Pikpi, or my parents ever again. I’ll die an old, worn out Pikachu in this blasted cage in the dark, alone.”

I had to ask, “How long have you been here?”

“I lost count years ago,” Chupi said, sitting against her cage’s back wall.

It was so dark back there I couldn’t see her anymore.

“The lady has a point,” Vero said.

Even and I looked at him. He picked up his big white paw and wiped his eyes.

“I’ll never see my mate again. I’ll never swing through the palm trees again. I’ll never hug my kids again,” Vero continued.

“I’ll never be friendly to a human,” Chupi muttered.

“And that’s what’s gonna get ye killed!” Vero shouted at her.

“How do you know, you Mankey’s ***!” Chupi let her rage fly out of her.

All Even, Skeper, and I could do was watch as the two went at it for the third time.

“I heard them hunters talkin!” Vero started to answer.

“You’re such a stupid old man!” Chupi yelled, “You can’t understand human talk!”

“I don’t need to,” Vero said, “They said something about a Pikachu, and he was shakin his fire pole. He didn’t seem so happy about you not makin no sale!”

“Tough **** for him!” Chupi said, “Let him kill me. It’ll be the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“But, Chupi,” I said calmly, “Don’t you think you’ll get out of here. Maybe you’ll escape, and you can make it back to your clan.”

“Even if I did,” Chupi said to me calmly, yet sadness evident, “It wouldn’t be the same. They wouldn’t remember me. Volten would be hitched with one of those god damn babysitter Pikachu and I’d be nothing. I’d be rejected and be made to live elsewhere. This is all I know.”

She paused and then continued, “Ya know, we, my clan, was the most powerful Pokemon group in the whole area. No one would mess with us. In the summer, we’d have ourselves a grand feast and invite all of our friends. Me and Charchar would always chase around the Mareep in the canyon. And then in the winter, we’d use the bones from an old Wailord corpse for sleds and ride down those white, winter mountains until it got too dark to see anymore. During a hunt, Volten always let me come along with him to do the dirty work – just me. And I felt so important to him. The day that the hunters came, he tried so hard to save me. But I wouldn’t allow it, I told him to go,” Chupi paused as she wimpered her crying, “I said for him to go or he’d have to go through this hell.”

“I remember my capture, even though I don’t want to,” Vero murmured, “I didn’t even get to say goodbye to my mate, before...before they shot her. And who knows what happened to my kids…they are probably dead from starvation somewhere. And who am I? Why do I still live on past my species expiration date? That ain’t fair.”

“But…do you have hope?” I asked them pleadingly, “Chupi, you’d just leave your life behind?”

“What life?” Chupi started to yell at me, “Sitting here in a cage of metal in the dark talking an old as crap Vigoroth, an overly optimistic Espeon, and a half asleep Grovyle? What kind of life is that?”

“I…” I began, “I didn’t look at it that way.”

“Well, get used to it,” Chupi snapped, “You’ll still probably be here long after we’re gone, uh um.”

She searched her memory for my name, but it didn’t come up.

“Umbreona,” I told her.

“Yeah, long after we’re gone, Umbreona,” Chupi crossed her paws in front of her and retreated back to the back of the cage.

Even walked up to me and put his face close to mine.

“I’m sorry for Chupi’s behavior,” he said softly, “She’s always like that.”

“It’s okay,” I told him, “I understand where she’s coming from.”

The engine stopped and it was quiet. All that could be heard was the sound of heavy footsteps and Chupi’s sniffling.

Vero’s voice broke in, “Guess we’re at the market.”
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^^ I like this chapter...let's ya get to know the characters. ^^

 

[WindyNight]

Wee! Great chapter! There are so many other Pokemon in this chapter...^^
Can't w8 to read chapter 3!!! ^^

 

[Sweet May]

great chapter Encyclopika.... can't wait 4 da next 1^_^

 

[Reycom]

Hello...I finally got around to reading your fic...it was great! I liked Chupi's atitude. Can't wait for the next chapter. ^^

 

[Xiang]

Even and Umbreona...ooooo...I can see something...

Yaysies! I love Umbreons! Why didn't I say that before?!

I love how you made up the character's personalities from scratch and made 'em stick with it.

Poor Chupi....I feel sorry for her.

I can't wait for next chappie!

-Pichu Gurl ;172;

 

[Encyclopika]

Thank you all for reading! ^^ Here's Chapter 3, hope you all like it. ^^
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Chap 3

There was silence. The footsteps of the hunters coming around the engine and to the outside wall were nearing us. All but Chupi were silent. Suddenly, the wall ahead of me split open to reveal the face of our captor. He was a human who had a black mane that stretched from the back of his head to the front of his face, circling his mouth. The mouth was in an excited grin, showing all of his humanly, flat teeth. I went to shout something, but Vero waved a white paw up, telling me it would do no good. The hunter unhinged the bottom half of the wall down so that he could reach our cages better. With the new light coming in, I squinted my eyes. It had been a long ride in the dark. The hunter grabbed one of the side bars of my cage and dragged it out. With his sudden pull on the metal, Even and I fell over. The hunter lifted us off the bottom half of the wall, now a ramp, and dropped us on the ground. I looked around as he went for Vero’s cage. We were at some sort of large cave. Its walls were made of a flat, gray rock. Vero’s cage was dropped right in front of me and I jumped, startled.

“This is the warehouse,” Vero told me, “This is where they keep us when we make no sale or have just come.”

I nodded, trying to understand. I heard the human shout something to another human. Two more of them came over. I didn’t get a good look at them. They helped our human lift our cages and haul us somewhere else. I have to admit, I was a bit scared. What if they wanted to kill me instead of giving me a chance in those market things? I looked at the others. Chupi had stopped sniveling. Instead, she glared down at the floor of her cage, sitting up against the back wall. Skeper was asleep on the other side of that same cage. Vero was in his “normal” position – back up against a side wall, gut curled up under a white paw. When we were put down, I realized we were in another engine.

“Where are we going now? How long is this going to take? Are we in danger?” I asked frantically.

One of the humans said something to me, but I didn’t understand him. My rings became light green in my confusion.

“Now we’re going to the market,” Vero explained, “You better hope you are bought, 'less you want to stay in this hell hole for while.”

The humans closed the bottom half of the engine and went away to the front.

“I hate humans,” murmured Chupi.

“…Pikachu…no sale…” were a couple of words I understood from the humans in front.

“Hear that Chupi?” Vero asked the miserable Pikachu.

“Hear what?” she asked bitterly.

“They’s talkin’ ‘bout you agin,” Vero told her.

“What are they sayin’?” Chupi asked, more curious than bitter.

“Something about you not making sale,” Vero said.

“Are they going to kill Chupi?” I asked, scared.

I had to admit, I liked Chupi. She was a stand up girl, knew how to survive. She didn’t have shame when it came to speaking, and always spoke her mind. She was independent and not afraid, even in times like this.

“Seen it happen before,” Even murmured.

Vero cut in, “Yep, whenever you hear a Pokemon’s name and “no sale” there’s always death come ‘round the corner.”

“Whatever,” Chupi said, almost not listening to them.

Skeper came into the conversation, “Aren’t you afraid? There’s no doubt they’ll get you this time.”

“I’m not scared!” Chupi yelled at her cell mate, “What makes you so sure? Vero hasn’t made a sale and he’s been here a long time. Much longer than me!”

There was a bump, and we all flew up and came down with a crash each. When I got up, it seemed as though I had been the only one conscious of it. They resumed their conversation as if it never happened.

“Well, it’s all in the way you act around humans,” Skeper said like a true expert.

“Does it look like I give a damn?” Chupi asked him.

Her question couldn’t be answered. The hunters began unloading us again, just as they did before. We were hauled inside another cave, this one bright and white on the inside. Along the walls, other Pokemon sat in cages miserably. The human that was holding Even and I in our cage had a short conversation with one behind a desk in the back. They laughed about something and lifted us so that the new human could get a good look at me. My rings turned white in my fright. The human chuckled, and the other brought us to the wall on our right. He set us down on top of a cage that held two Natu, both of them regulars.

“What kind of cave is this?” I asked, my rings still white.

“It’s called a store. This is the market,” Even told me.

Vero’s cage was placed right next to us. I could see him through the bars. Chupi and Skeper were placed on the other side of us.

“Damned humans,” Chupi muttered.

“What exactly do we have to do?” I asked.

“Nothing, get bought,” Vero told me.

I was confused, “How? What do I do in order to achieve that?”

“Just don’t do anything Chupi would,” Even told me, “Act friendly and kind and don’t bite them.”

“Chupi, I’m begging you,” Vero sat up, “Be friendly. Let one of them humans take you. I know we fight all the time, but I don’t want to see you dead because of somethin’ you could’ve prevented.”

“Oh stop it!” Chupi shouted, “I’ll make my own choices! I’ll never be friendly to a human! Ever!”

“Don’t be so darn stubborn!” Vero yelled back.

“Death is the best way,” Chupi shouted, “I’m not gonna be like you and spend my life chained up to a human’s word.”

That was the end of that fight. Chupi must’ve made a good point for Vero to stop. Skeper had sat around like Even and I, listening in.

…

A few hours passed, and humans came in and looked in at us. The two Natu below Even and I were taken, as well as a Poliwag, and a shiny Makuhita across the room from us. When the traffic of potential owners became slow, the human behind the desk gave us a bowl of food to eat. When he closed my and Even’s cage, he moved on to Chupi and Skeper’s cage. He opened their cell and tried to slip in the bowl, only for Chupi to try and bite him. He backed up, and out of revenge, closed the cage without giving the food. Skeper looked angrily at Chupi.

“Unlike you, Chupi, I wanted the food,” Skeper said coldly, “I don’t really get your deal, but it’s effecting my time here and is making it worse.”

“Too bad for you!” Chupi growled, her cheeks starting to spark.

I heard the human sigh. He got up once again and went into a back room. He came out with a cage half the size of the cage Even and I shared. He put the new cage on top of our cage. Then he opened Chupi and Skeper’s cell once again. He helped Skeper out and put him in the new cell. He closed both doors, beforehand giving Skeper food.

“Ya know, Chupi, sometimes I wonder 'bout you,” Vero said, “You make your own experience with this harder when it doesn’t have to be.”

Chupi thought for a second and then countered, “Shut your stupid face! Like I need a lecture from an old fart!”

We heard the jingle from the front door. Every head turned to see as two female humans walked in. One was a little human and the other must’ve been its mother. The store owner got up and rushed to greet his customers, hands clasped in a desperate attempt to sell one of us. The bigger female human spoke with him as the little one eyed us in our cages. She stopped at Chupi, who was now calm and sitting at the back of her cage. The little human happily tapped on the cage and woke Chupi up. She growled in hatred.

“Don’t do it, Chupi,” Vero breathed, “Be nice. Be friendly, no matter what.”

Chupi looked at him angrily. She then turned back to the little human and shocked her. It wasn’t powerful, but enough to make the little human back away and cry in fright. For some reason, I felt bad. It wasn’t that human’s fault we were in this hell, in fact, I highly doubt she even knew how we ended up here. The mother rushed over to her child’s aid. She then yelled at the store owner, where he must have begged forgiveness. They left without buying anyone. Pokemon from across the room stared at Chupi in her burst of rebellion. The store owner glared at Chupi, where she gave him an evil grin.

“That’s it Chupi,” Vero said, “That it for you.”

She didn’t answer. The store owner picked up something and started talking into it. He was shouting and talking about a Pikachu. We all knew it was Chupi.

…

That evening, the store owner gave us back to the hunters. He didn’t want us and probably thought we were all like Chupi. The hunters, we could see, were furious. They took us back and we took another trip to the warehouse via engine. Along the way, Vero and Even taught me knew words. For one, the “engine” was called a truck. And Vero had learned that the “fire pole” was called a gun from a Drowzee who had been in this predicament before Vero.

When we got there, they set us down on empty cages in the warehouse. Chupi came to the edge of her cage and looked at us.

“Well, guys, it was nice knowing you,” she said.

She must’ve known her death was in view.

“What do you mean?” Even asked, “You constantly fought and yelled at us.”

“Yeah, but at least you were never afraid to still talk to me on good days,” Chupi said.

I asked, “Aren’t you nervous or scared?”

My rings turned blue with sadness. She shook her head. Before she could say anything else, a hunter came by and opened her cage. He put a rubber leash on her. He tugged at her and she obediently followed. She looked to me as tears filled my eyes.

“Don’t worry, Umbreona,” I could hear Chupi’s voice getting further, “This is what I want.”

At little after that last word, there was a loud bang, and everything was silent. I heard Even gasp. I went to turn my head to see what had happened.

“Don’t look,” Vero mouthed to me, “Don’t look.”

I crouched down on my belly, my back legs curled up, my front paws on my head. My rings were blue and tears streamed down my face. Chupi was dead, the first of us to go. Even came up to me and crouched beside me. He put an arm around me in comfort. I wimpered. Could this be my fate too?
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Ok, another chapter! XD Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter as bst you could.

 

[Sweet May]

awesome chapter Encyclopika........ i loved it^_^
can't wait 4 chapter 4^_^

 

[Dark Assasin]

AWSOME fic with the death,and the blood,and the suffering...ah you know what I mean this chapter was the best so far poor chupi*sob*.but party for blood*dances with blood*.I like how you actually put pokemon and their hatred for humans you don't see this alot.

 

[Xiang]

Mean little Chupi, I would be nice. Even though it was short, it was worth waiting for. I liked how you described hair as "mane." It adds to the POVness.

And thank you for the PM!

-Mizu ;144;

 

[Rene Bellosh]

Nice to see Pokemon that hate humans for a change. It would be interesting to see how Umbreona comes to terms with the Pokeball, which basically "enslaves" whatever it captures. Anyways, I bid you good luck.

PS: Gore rules!

 

[Mighty Hyena]

Oooh! Despite the slighty over-used Pokemon (eevee + lutions) this grabbed my attention. The characters are easy to understand and react well to their situation. There are a few minor little writing things I found wierd, but they were mostly due to style (the double-spacing, for instance).

I'll suscribe to this thread. Good job, keep it comin'.

 

[WindyNight]

Sorry that I didn't respond eariler...
Just read it and it's awesome! I love your fic, Amanda!
Keep up the good work...^^

 

[Xiang]

What I especially like about this fic is how you generated their past and related their past to their personalities and thoughts and actions and stuff. Nothing was too rushed, and the color-change-corresponding-to-emotions-rings on Umbreona is cool, I'm guessing yellow for happy right? If I'm correct, then she couldn't have turned yellow while being chased by hunters. Is Skeper that quiet? I don't see much dialogue by him, but I don't mind. Who am I to mess with such a good fic and authoress? ^^

Well there's a more complete review for ya! XD

-Mizu ;144;

 

[Chisoku]

Encyclopika,

Great job, this is the first Fan Fiction that I am actually posting at. It is very interesting how you involved different Pokemon type characters into the story. Still, very nicely done.