Hello there readers, this is NZ this is a one-shot that I came up with, so I hop you enjoy! Note that this mentions the Eevelutions, well somewhat.
Family
Being in the family with seven siblings was hard, but who said life was easy anyway. We all started out as Eevees, but they all of them evolved and left me, the youngest, hanging. What ever they did I didn’t want to evolve, and they often competed what was better for me to evolve into.
They quickly found out that I didn’t really want to evolve, because I was scared of evolution, and with that discovery, they were very harsh to me. They picked on me, tried to get me into trouble, and shoo my friends that I make away. My parents noticed this, but they didn’t bother, they thought it was just a phase for my brothers and sisters, but I knew better, it would be a miracle if that happened.
I became shy and distant, shutting myself away from others, being hurt by my own family was all that was enough for my heart, if I got hurt by others too, I don’t think I would know what to do. A Pokemon becomes lonely when their distant as all their feelings are held deep inside them never letting it out, and more feelings pile up and up and sometimes you feel like you have to explode.
I haven’t felt like exploding for a long time, so maybe I was lucky. No that was wrong, exploding was inevitable. Sometimes I wonder what would they feel if I died, but I always would cover it up with this answer: They’ll jump for joy. I don’t know why I even cover it up with that answer, maybe because I didn’t want to face it. It sounds so cowardly doesn’t it?
It was the time of the month, where my brothers and sister’s torcher got worse and this was the month when I died.
Flashback:
A hunter had came to my siblings’ play spot, well I think was a hunter I couldn’t really tell. He had a cap that covered his head and part of his eyes; he wore a green uniform, and big green jungle boots. I couldn’t read anything that was on it, well because Pokemon can’t read, unfortunately.
So far odds weren’t on our side; my siblings were beaten severely, on the ground trying really hard to get up. I had to do something; their lives meant more than mine. They had a great future, and I knew mine was going to be lonely and cold anyway. Silver like aura covered my tail, I quickly ran along the grass, feeling prickly, soft, grass under my paws. I jumped up and slammed my tail onto his side and sent him flying into the other direction. My siblings looked at me surprisingly.
“Get out of here!” I barked. “I’ll handle the guy, you guys get out of here!”
They hesitated a bit as I told them to go Sensing the man getting up once again, I formed a ball of dark energy in my mouth and shot it at the man. The man collapsed on the ground because of the pressure, but I couldn’t be too sure though.
“Get out of here, I’ll be fine!” I barked once again. My siblings looked at me nodding their heads thye ran off. Once they were out of sight, I heard a bang and then my world turn black forever, knowing that I would be in a never ending sleep.
End of Flashback:
I was a spirit now, watching over my family as they grow old and die. When I died, I thought my siblings would jump for joy, but instead they cried. I am still confused to this day why, I was lonely because of them, they picked on me, drove my friends away, but when I died they cried, it made no sense what so ever.
I don’t know why I’m watching over them, is this god’s punishment for living in loneliness a good portion of my life. I don’t know, but if it is, I could tell it would pass by slowly. I wish I could rest in peace, but something still binds me to my family. Maybe that’s why I’m still here, I don’t know, nor do I wish to find it out. All I want is this feeling to go away.
And now I started to wonder: Did my family ever love me?