Re: Only the Wind
"Only the Wind"
"A New Perspective"
Darkness surrounded the young pokemon, since she was still imprisoned within her dreams, and the sound of echoed voices filled her ears. What was this? Was it light? The voices eventually became louder and much more clear. The young fox slowly opened her eyes to see that she was inside of her home, the old-fashioned breeder's cottage. She scanned the area, happiness being her dominate emotion at the time, and jumped down from the table where she was laying.
When she took a step, she almost tripped over a narrow piece of cloth that was attached to both of her front legs. These wraps looked like they were torn towards the end and even though most the cloth was wrapped tightly around her legs, the rest of it dragged on the floor, resembling long tattered ribbons. Small holes covered them and they were much longer than the pokemon's body. The fox was confused as to where they came from, but she padded over to the fire that she always admired.
She was already very close to it, but she felt no heat coming from the flames. The fox tilted her head, then extended one of her paws closer to the fire. Still, she felt no warmth from the dancing flames within the stone fireplace. Her ears perked up whenever she heard crying coming from the bedroom. She sprinted towards the bedroom and when she saw that the door was slightly ajar, she pushed the door open with her right paw. The pokemon peaked in to see that her owner was kneeling next to her bed, and crying onto the cotton sheets. Inari the Ninetails was loyally sitting next to her, nuzzling her master in a comforting gesture.
"Master! Why are you crying?" the young pokemon yelped. Of course, humans could not understand her, but that still did not hinder her from trying to talk to her master. She ran towards her and was about to nuzzle the saddened human as well, but something extremely odd happened. The young pokemon went right through her.
"What?! Master! I go right through you! Am I still dreaming? Are you really here?!" she whimpered while trying to paw at the human's arm once again. Each time, her paw would go through her like she was merely a cloud that fell from the sky. She barked and yipped trying to get her attention, but she did not succeed. It was as if she did not even...exist.
Inari opened her eyes when she heard the younger pokemon's yelps. She got to her feet, and slowly approached the confused creature. Soft growls came from the nine tailed beast as she bared her sharp fangs and spread out all of her long tails, intimidating the smaller pokemon.
"Inari.. What are you doing? It's me! Eevee!"
"You are not Eevee. You are not of this world. You must move on and leave the living alone." Inari growled.
"I-I don't understand. I am Eevee! How can you not recognize me?!"
Inari took the time to give the young creature a few sniffs. Perhaps, she had spoken the truth since the faint smell of Eevee still covered her body, but a new smell was mixed with it. Finally, Inari was able to understand what had happened, and wrapped all of her tails around the distraught younger pokemon, pulling her closer to the older fox's cream fur. "So, it really is you. I am so sorry."
Confusion was still taking over the smaller fox's mind and Inari could sense this.
"I will show you." the Ninetails uttered after she gave her mourning master a few licks and nuzzles before leading "Eevee" towards the exit. The younger fox got tangled up in the ribbony wraps again, but eventually fixed her footing before following Inari. They walked into the main area of the cottage, then Inari jumped upon the table where the smaller fox had awakened a few minutes earlier. The cream colored fox motioned for her to follow, though her eyes were filled with sorrow and regret. 'Eevee' nodded and hopped into the air, though she definitely over shot the table. She did not know she could jump this high. She slowly floated back down until her paws touched the wooden table.
Inari lowered her head towards something that was covered up in a thick blanket which had a simple flower pattern sewn into it. With her nose, she pushed the top of the blanket away so they may view what it was hiding. Underneath the blanket was something that was tightly wrapped up with many pieces of ivory colored cloth.
"What is it?" the young fox asked.
"I'm afraid that it's..." Inari took in a breath as he ears lowered. "It's you."
"Me? How is it me? I'm right here!" the startled fox shouted, her ears beginning to flatten. She glanced back down to the pokemon wrapped up with the ivory wraps, and noticed that they were extremely similar to the tattered ribbons that were tightly fastened to her front legs.
"You were not present when Master and I returned from our errands. We searched the entire cottage from top to bottom" the Ninetails' eyes were filled with pain. "We continued our search outside. We found you...but.." Inari's eyes narrowed, then snarls erupted from her teeth. "Why did you go outside?! We always warned you to never go outside!"
The younger pokemon backed away from the enraged Ninetails. "I had to! There were humans who tried to capture me. If I would stayed in here, the eggs could have been destr-"
"You can't just assume what they could have done!" Inari interrupted, "Look what happened to you!" The older fire typed creature lowered her head the more she thought about the situation. "Though, those humans probably would have done the same thing to you inside these walls anyway. I should have been here! Leaving you here alone is just like leaving a declawed Meowth here to defend itself."
The confused pokemon stared at her own wrapped up body who laid right next to her paws. "I-I died?"
Inari nodded as she looked away, then covered the body again with the flowered blanket. "We were going to bury you soon."
"Well, I'm here! I'm still the same Eevee!"
"No.. You are no longer an Eevee. You have taken a new form, a form that I have never seen before. You are indeed a ghost, but a ghost so much more different than the others." Inari said as she jumped down from the table.
The smaller fox tilted her head in response. She did not feel any different, then again, she could not feel anything at all. "How come you can see me and Master can't?"
"I have the gift of spiritual awareness. I can even harness the power of ghost typed moves so that is how I am able to see you. Usually, humans can see ghost pokemon, but since you an actual spirit from a deceased Eevee, you cannot be seen or touched by humans without special tools. Since you are what you are, I think that only other ghosts, dark and psychic oriented pokemon can see you. Also, keep in mind that you will eventually pass on."
"What if I don't want to leave?" the ghostly fox asked while she floated down from the table.
"You don't really have a choice in life or death matters. Since you are not of the living, you will be taken away from this world whenever the time is right, but you probably came back as a ghost temporarily because you passed on with regrets or your existence is still needed somewhere. You are not at peace, but you have limited time to find that peace."
The young pokemon did not know what to do. She was astonished that she had died, but Inari was definitely right; there was still so many things that she wished to do.
Inari nuzzled her face into the small fox's face in a comforting gesture. "Fear not, you are here for a reason. You must leave and fulfill what you must."
"Can't you come with me?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot. I must stay with Master for she is grieving. She needs me."
The new eeveelution nodded solemnly and gave Inari one finally nuzzle before walking towards the exit of the cottage. "I will miss you.."
"And I will miss you, but wait! I shall give you something so that you may remember us on your journey." Inari walked towards a bookshelf that was in the corner, and grabbed a thin book with her teeth. She used her nose to turn the pages and smiled whenever she reached the page she was seeking. She bit the edge of the page carefully with her teeth, and gently ripped it from the book. She approached her departed friend once more, and dropped the page in front of the ghost's paws.
The younger fox peeked at the page, and a smile appeared on her face when she saw that this was the paper that contained a picture of all of the eeveelutions who she loved so much.
"Maybe you'll be able to meet the other evolutions one day. You always wanted to do so." Inari said while heading over to the fireplace. Then she elegantly curled her tails around her as she sat in front of the fire.
"Thank you." The spectral eevee evolution said, then picked up the paper with her teeth, crumbling it on accident.
"Your welcome. We will meet again." Inari said while watching her dear friend leave.
The younger fox nodded, then averted her attention back to the tall door, wondering how she would get out.
"You are capable of so many things that you don't know of yet. Just put your mind to it and you'll be surprised at what you can do." Inari softly said.
The ghost closed her eyes, only guessing that this would work, and stepped towards the wooden door again without stopping. When she opened them again, she was outside. The sounds of the birds chirping filled her ears and the fresh smell of the emerald colored grass greeted her nose. The only disappointing thing was that she could not feel anything..not even the heat from the sun. On a greater note, she had effortlessly passed through the door like it was nothing to her. She giggled at this new ability, though her laughter was cut short when she glanced back at the beloved cottage where she had always lived. "Goodbye Master.." she whispered. "Goodbye..Mom." With that, the ghostly pokemon sprinted down the rock path, and eventually reached the forest that she always wanted to visit when she was an Eevee.
Short preview for the next chapter: The new ghost is not only experiencing the perks of being a spirit, but she is also learning things that she never knew as an Eevee. She meets new friends who tell her a few things that will definitely benefit her and even give her hints on how to meet someone rather...legendary. She finally finds out what her new form looks like; the cause of the mixture of all the evolutionary stones. How will she react?