Spread Your Wings to Discover the Truth
The Great Eevee-l
Transformation
By
Thunder Mouse Pikachu
Author’s Note: Here’s a new story that just came into my head.
Summary: Dreams of torment haunts Ash while he sleeps. Each day he grows more and more cruel and
bitter. Misty and Brock can’t stand it
anymore and leaves. A psychic trainer
warns them of the evils yet to come.
Only it’s too late, to save Ash.
He disappears off the face of the earth as a powerful prophecy is
foretold which is determined to destroy the world unless the one is found. A cute Eevee comes into their life causing a
certain change in everyone’s lives as Ash is finally found. Or is he?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Pokemon.
I never will, and I never shall.
Prologue
“Noooo! Leave him
alone,” screamed a woman. Her hair was damp as her face was full of sweat. Body fluid poured from her body as she cried
once again. She was lying in a hospital
bed as fluid pumped into her body. Rays
of light shone into her room revealing what the young woman was screaming at. There standing he front of her with their
very back to her were men in white. They
were working old a bundle lying on the bed.
“Noooo! Leave him
alone,” screamed the woman frantically. “Noooo! I won’t
allow.” The woman cried as she watched
the men in white still pay no attention to her.
The woman cries becomes pleas knowing that it was all their doing, their
doing. The two men this she never wanted
to see. Her husband and Father, the two
men that got her into this mess, the two men that destroyed her life. She had just turned eighteen today. She was merely a child. It was her dying father’s wish for her to
bear a child. A child who would follow
the family tradition of becoming a Pokémon Master, her father was the one that
picked him. Who would she know that the
only reason her father let her go to her prom was to get pregnant. She did get pregnant, and now her husband was
dead. He was said to have died in the
mountains hiking accident. She didn’t
want to admit it, but she did love her child’s father. He was the reigning Pokémon Master. Her father was friends with his father. She had known her husband all her life. The two were best friends till that
night. Even the media thought it would
be sweet for the two to get married. Now
here she was in the hospital alone. She
had just gotten through hours of labor.
She didn’t want the child, but the moment she saw her baby her heart
filled with love.
Now these nuts doctors were
doing something to the baby. They had
said the boy was unusually. Unusually,
she thought her baby was prefect. The
child was stunning and so cute. And now
the doctors were doing surgery on her baby.
Her heart was filled with angry as she looked down at the table. A needle sat on the table with a bottle of
sleeping medicine. An idea popped into
her head. She reached for the needle and
the bottle. Then purged the needle into
the bottle filled it was the liquid. She
removed fluid from her arm and got up.
She immediately blushed that she was wearing only a hospital gown. Her undergarments were all soaking. She immediately unfocused on her clothes and
concentrated strictly on her purpose.
She sucked up on the doctors and purged the needle into each and one of
him.
She smiled thanking her dead
mother for her teaching in quickness.
The doctors immediately fell to the ground revealing bundle. The woman smiled as she looked down at her
baby. The child was only put to sleep
nothing else was done on him. She
lightly stroked the baby’s head as the child slept. To her horror the baby was opening. She immediately grabbed the child from the
table. She looked around and saw the
open window. Thanking that the
maternally ward was on the first floor.
She jumped out the window. The
moment she did the alarms went off.
Knowing that they would catch up on her she ran. She ran through the streets not caring about
the funny looks she received. She knew
she would have to leave her beloved hometown and start a new life all over
again.
This life was over. She would change her name, her age, her hair
color, and her color. She would start
over as a new woman. She found relief up
ahead as the forest came into view. She
ran and ran. Till there to her horror a
Houndour and Houndoom jumped in front of her.
She removed on hand from her baby’s blanket to find that she didn’t have
any of her Pokémon with her. Her heart
filled with sorrow that she would never see her Pokémon again. She tried to run away from the Houndour and
Houndoom but nothing worked. The Pokémon
was on her in a minute. The Pokémon were
on her. She knew that she would never
live to see her baby grow up, but she knew that she could save her baby’s life.
Quickly she placed the baby
under her trying to keep him from getting scratched. The child immediately awoken and let a
powerful cry. The baby screamed as the
woman slowly drifted into slumber. She
went her wounds bleeding again. Before
she felt only darkest she remembered a comforting feel of a human’s hand. In the distance she heard a man’s voice
calling out hydro pump.
******
“Err,” moaned the woman.
“She’s waking up,” shouted a
man’s voice. Footsteps were heard as the
woman opened her eyes. There in front of
her two men sat by her side. In one of
their hands was a small child.
“Where am I?” moaned the
woman.
“You’re in my lab in
The woman tried to remember
but nothing came to her mind. “I can’t
remember,” mumbled the woman.
“Oh dear,” said Prof.
Oak.
“Prof. Oak what is it?”
asked Ashton.
“She has amnesia,” said
Prof. Oak quietly.
“Oh, what
a cute baby. Is he yours?” asked
the woman. She gently stroked the child
in Ashton’s hands.
“Err,” said Ashton. Ashton grew bright red at the question. Prof. Oak immediately edged closer to Ashton’s
ear and whispered something in his ear.
“Err, yeah,” said Ashton
quietly. “Why don’t you sleep for a
while?”
The woman yawned as she felt
a wave of sleepiness fall upon her.
“Good idea,” said the woman.
Ashton gave her a blanket and watched as the woman fell asleep. He sighed as he watched the mother of the
child in his hands fall asleep. The man
sighed as he left with the baby with Prof. Oak.
He placed the child in a crib in the living room belonging to Prof.
Oak’s grandson Gary.
“Why you make me tell that
woman that this is my child? It’s her
baby,” said Ashton angrily.
“You want to tell a woman
that can’t remember it’s her child?” asked Prof. Oak.
“No,”
mumbled Ashton.
“But she is nice don’t you
think?” asked Prof. Oak.
“Yeah,” said Ashton. Immediately his face turned beet red. Prof. Oak chuckled that finally his young
friend had found true love.
The weeks past as Ashton
would reason to spend ever waking moment with this mysterious woman, he even
found reason to skip hanging out with his best friend Spencer Hale. The woman found comfort with Ashton and the
two become fast friends. Ever time he
watched the woman touch “his son” it felt his heart with pain. This glorious child with hers, and obviously
she was married. It wasn’t right to fall
for a married woman even if you couldn’t remember anything.
Ashton and this woman came
with an agreement to let Ashton post on the web page a missing poster. Weeks nothing came up, and it was proclaimed
that the woman didn’t have any living family.
It pained Ashton to know that this young boy would never know his
father.
A month had past since the
young woman was brought to Prof. Oak’s lab.
Finally today she was ready to go back to the outside world. Ashton had agreed to take her sightseeing in
the boundaries of Pallet. “Uh miss,”
said Ashton.
“Yeah,” said the woman. She had fallen for Ashton and “his son”.
“I got to tell you
something,” said Ashton quickly.
“What?” asked the woman.
“Uh, why don’t we sit down,”
said Ashton quickly. The woman agreed as
Ashton handed to child to the woman. He
spread out a blanket by the water and motioned the woman to seat down. “Uh, miss… I…
Don’t you think you need name? I
mean now that you’re going to out?”
“Uh, yeah I guess,” said the
woman uneasily.
“So what will it be?” asked
Ashton.
“Uh, you decide,” said the
woman. She didn’t know any good names,
and she hoped that Ashton did.
“Well, I long time ago I
remember that I had a friend name Delia.
Do you want to name Delia?” asked Ashton.
“What happen to her?” asked
the woman. She
was curious at what happened to Ashton’s friend. Ashton immediately went red.
“I can’t remember,” mumbled
Ashton.
“What!” said the woman. She couldn’t
believe what this man was telling her.
“I guess I haven’t been too
honest with you about anything so far. I
have selective amnesia,” revealed Ashton.
“Selective amnesia?” asked
the woman. She didn’t get what this man
was talking about at all.
“I too had an accident not
long before I met you. I was believed to
have being a hiking accident. Prof. Oak
found me and said that I had been hit by a falling rock. I couldn’t remember much. All I could remember was everything that
happened to me from five to twelve and my name.
Prof. Oak found stuff about me, but I decided to go missing
anyways. I wasn’t ready for my old life,
so I became Prof. Oak’s assistance,” explained Ashton.
The woman nodded then looked
up. She discovered that the young man
had spark in his eye. A spark that made
her almost think that she knew this man all her life
only it was impossible. “I will be
honored to take the name Delia,” said the woman.
Hearing this woman’s voice
the man’s face immediately light up, he smiled as he spoke. “Really, but I don’t think I deserve it
though.” Ashton immediately went red.
“Why?” asked the woman quickly.
“Because Prof. Oak and I
lied to you about one other thing, he thought it would be best if you didn’t
know. But I can’t stand it anymore, I can’t stand
telling anymore lies to you. You know
this child?” asked Ashton. He pointed to
the child in the woman’s arms.
“Yeah,” said the woman
quickly.
“He isn’t mine. This child is yours,” said Ashton quickly.
“What!” said the woman
outraged.
“We found him with you. I’m sorry I lied to you…” started Ashton.
“You should be!” shouted the
woman quickly.
“I only did it because I
love you,” whispered Ashton.
“You should be! Like really.” Suddenly Ashton’s words caught
her ears. “What did you say?” asked the
woman quietly.
“I love you,” mumbled Ashton
again.
“I… I love you too,” mumbled
the woman. She immediately placed the
child down and kissed Ashton. When they
broke their kiss, the woman’s eyes were shinning.
“I will be honored to be
Delia,” mumbled the woman.
“I love you Delia,” said
Ashton. The two stayed there all today
staring into the lake where their love had bloomed to the fullest.
A month had past and Ashton
asked Delia to marry him. Delia
immediately said yes. Their wedding was
beautiful with Prof. Oak giving her away.
Prof. Oak’s daughter-in-law June was her matron of honor. Prof. Oak’s son Matthew was Ashton’s best
man. Matthew’s daughter May was their
flower girl. Both Delia’s son and Prof.
Oak’s grandson
After the honeymoon, Ashton
purchased a house for his family.
Together they lived happily together as Ash grew to be a bright, sweet
young boy who loved Pokémon. Ash was
determined to follow in his father’s footsteps and become a Pokémon
Master. Ash was never told his parent’s
past. Upon his birth certificate
Ashton’s name appeared as father. Ash
was told that his hometown was Pallet, and no one but Delia, Ashton, and Prof.
Oak knew differently. But even fairy
tales don’t end happily, when Ash turned eight.
His father disappeared causing devastation upon the young boy. He was in mourning for weeks. All he did was cry, but never did he open
that letter that his father gave him.
Delia knew that stooping into depression wasn’t healthy for a young boy. She went to Prof. Oak, and together they
found a way for Ash to forget. They made
Ash forget everything. Delia made up a
story that his dad was a great Pokémon Master and died before Ash was
born. Ashton’s pictures were taking down
and everything about him.
Ash learned to accept what
happened to his father and on his tenth birthday became a licensed Pokémon
Trainer. But as he grew up with his new
found friends Pikachu, Misty and Brock, Ash began to doubt his mother’s story
of what happened to his father.
Author’s Note: So how is it so far.
It gets better trust me. It was
debating on whether to use this prologue or the other one. I’ll decided to use
this prologue. The story begins in the
next chapter.