I stood on top of the grassy hill, moonlight shining down on me from above. The wind blew my long golden hair to the side as I stood there, staring into the distance. I was twiddling with the small white glowing jewel on my necklace. “I don’t think this is right.” I said, turning to look into my father’s eyes. He chuckled. “Oh, it’ll be fine. I’ve been a pokemon researcher for quite some time, you know.” He said. “Now do your thing.” I sighed, but obeyed my father. Tightly gripping the white jewel, I shut my eyes and focused hard on getting a picture of an Umbreon into my mind. Yes, there it was… its long slender pitch-black body with golden glowing rings here and there, its icy red eyes that seemed to stare into your soul, and everything else that went with being an Umbreon. Soon the Umbreon was the only thing I could see. “Um! Umbreon!” Came a cry in the distance. I opened my eyes just in time to see an Umbreon running towards us, leaping over fallen branches. My father smiled. “You did a good job, Starlight.” He said. He placed his hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged it off. “Thanks…” I muttered, staring at the ground. I felt something nudge my leg. It was the Umbreon. My father gave me a nod. I tossed a poke ball into the air and in a flash of white light, the Umbreon was inside it. You see, the jewel that hangs on my necklace is magical. Whenever I hold it and focus really hard on a pokemon, that pokemon will be attracted to me and won’t fight off any type of ball you throw at it. I’m the only one who can use it though… and nobody can take it from me either. If somebody besides me touches it, they’ll get hurt- and so will I. But it also gives me power. Where I got it, I’m not sure… I just remember seeing it once and then everything going black. “Come on,” said my dad. “Let’s go back to the lab.” We walked back to the huge lab together, the poke ball with the Umbreon in it in my hand. Back at the lab, my father guided the Umbreon into a small cell. “Don’t worry lil’ fellow. I’m just using you for a quick experiment. But you won’t be the only one… my daughter Starlight will be participating too. I’m going to turn you into a human and then back into an Umbreon. As for Starlight, I’m going to turn her into an Umbreon and then back into a human. Genius, isn’t it?” My dad told the Umbreon. I remained silent. Though it didn’t show, I was nervous. I slowly walked into the other cell. “Okay… I’m ready.” I said. “Okay. Now remember… you’ll only be an Umbreon for five seconds. Then I’ll turn you back into a human. Wish me luck!” My father said. He walked towards a big red lever. Wish him luck? What about wishing me luck? I was the one turning into a pokemon, not him! Did he even care if the Umbreon survived the process? Did he even care if I survived the process?! I tried to calm my self down. Come on Starlight. Everything will be fine. Stop noticing that feeling of death inside your heart… stop imagining what it will be like… if you won’t feel anything… or if you’ll feel pain stabbing you in the heart… The sound of my father’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Okay, here it goes… five... four... three... two... one!” He pulled the lever and everything went blurry, and then everything went black. **************** “Starlight? Starlight? Can you hear me?” The voice of my father’s voice echoed through my ears, sounding louder than usual. I made an effort to blink open my eyes. There was my dad, standing above me. My vision was blurry, and I couldn’t move. “Starlight, say something to me.” My father said. I groaned. Slowly, my vision started getting better... even better than before we did the experiment! When I tried to stand up, I fell over. “Umbreon, um!” I said. I jumped at my own words. I had meant to say “I can’t stand up!”. I covered my mouth with my hand. But it wasn’t a hand anymore. It was a paw, covered in black fur. “That’s right... you’re an Umbreon now! The experiment was a success!” My father said with glee. An... Umbreon? Oh, yes, that’s right. The experiment. I stood up, this time on all four legs and walked over to a near by mirror. There I was- all covered in pitch-black fur with golden rings here and there and those icy red eyes. My magical necklace still hung around my neck. I glared at my father. I didn’t want to be an Umbreon for much longer. I wanted to get on with my life. I walked over to the other cell and gasped. There, in the cell, was a boy about my age (sixteen) with black hair the shade of his fur when he was an Umbreon. He was tall and skinny and his legs shook as he managed to stand up. “What... what happened to me?” He asked in a horrified whisper. My father grinned. “You, Umbreon, have been turned into a human. My daughter has turned into an Umbreon. Don’t worry- I’ll change both of you back soon.” My father said. Umbreon turned to me. Though he was a human now, his eyes, now blue, still seemed to stare into my soul. He trembled. “You fool! You have no right to turn me into one of your own kind! I demand to be turned back into a pokemon this instant!” He shouted with sudden force. My father jumped, but for some reason I remained calm. “D-Don’t worry, Umbreon... I w-will turn you b-back into a p-pokemon right away!” My father stuttered. He guided us into our original cell, but this time he pulled a green lever. A sudden rush of pain swept through my body. I felt like I was going to faint. I wonder if Umbreon felt the same way. But then the pain stopped as soon as it started... and I didn’t feel any different. I was still an Umbreon, and Umbreon was still a human. We walked out of our cells. “I thought you said you’d turn me back into a pokemon! Well, your stupid machine didn’t work! If I were still an Umbreon right now you wouldn’t even be able to get up!!” Umbreon shouted angrily. He ran away from the room, towards the doors leading to the outside world. I glared at my father and then followed Umbreon with incredible speed. “Wait! Starlight! Come back! Please come back!” My father cried, waving his arms franticly. I ignored him and pushed my way through the doors. I ran at the side of Umbreon, never stopping, never looking behind at the lab. That was the last time I ever saw my father again.