《The Ninth Eeveelution》Transformation
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My eyes slowly opened. I was alive? But how? I was sure that was my end.
I stood up from my spot on the floor. The rain no longer battered the roof top and bird pokemon chirped in the distance.
I was oddly taller. My skin felt smoother, with a thinner coat of fur, but i dismissed it. The lighting of the house made it hard to see myself. I looked over the floor and my eyes adjusted. I saw a ball of fur pushed up against the wall. Dried blood flowed out it's head.
Wait...
Is that me?
I didn't even want to find out. I bolted out of the dark house and into the sunlight. It was somewhat blinding. I whimpered a little at the light. I found some shade in the canopy of trees and began to wander the forest. My stomach rumbled as I walked.
I searched around for a berry tree. It was easy enough and I found some fruits lying in the grass. I gobbled them up and continued wandering.
After a while, I heard a distinct sound of flowing water. I couldn't hurt to catch a drink.
I followed the sound, weeving through trees and eating occasional berries lying around.
I was keeping myself from freaking out. I wasn't in pain and my wounds were gone. I knew something had changed, judging by my new fur, but I couldn't tell if that was real, or my imagination. I got hit pretty hard in the head. Maybe that was it.
Suddenly, I sensed a presence in the trees above. I hissed and bounded backward. A Caterpie landed in front of me. He seemed relatively angry.
"Just what the heck are you?" It ranted loudly. "And what are you doing in my home?"
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I made a confused expression. Before I could answer, the Caterpie used tackle and charged straight at me. I shut my eyes and braced for impact, but it never came.
"Grr!" The Caterpie raged. "Stop doing that!"
I opened my eyes. The Caterpie kept falling through me? How it that even possible?!
As I sat contemplating my newfound abilty, the Caterpie kept hopelessly trying to hurt me. It ranted insults and growls. I simply started walking away.
"Hey! Get back here!"
I tuned them out and strolled past them, staring off into space. Eventually, it left and I was alone with my own thoughts.
A few moments later, I found a small pond with a small lake running beside it. The water was blue and sparkling, though I don't remember water being this shiny.
Nethertheless, I made my way to the shore and looked into the water. I was presented with a foreign sight. My reflection was slightly transparent, with a tint of purple. My ears with bigger and had a layer of white fur inside. My eyes were glowing a soft magenta color and my tail was big and fluffy, the size of my body.
I also had these weird purple orbs floating around me, like little flames. After a while, they shrank and disappeared, but a new one took it's place each time.
Taken aback, I backed away from the water. I wasn't thirsty anymore. I felt sleepy.
I crawled under the cover of a nearby tree and closed my eyes. Hopefully when I wake up, everything will be back to normal.
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