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The tale of Vapy

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Its the story of pokemon, the difrence about wild and normal. Wild has a virus or a lust for murder, and the normal is sentient. There are no humans in this world. This story go's to a pokemon that Is trying to get normal, trying to contain the lust of murder.

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There was a alone and scared Eevee walking in the forest, but that will change soon!

The Eevee felt uneasy, and since some wild pokemon were nearby.

He nearly gets to hide and when the wild pokemon finally was away the Eevee walked further into the forest.

When the Eevee arrived at the Pokecenter, he stopped for a moment.

he thinks back of all the time in the wild, hoping he doesn't get recognized as a wild pokemon.

he finally gets recoverd of the mindless calling of murder, but didn't do he.

he trained and trained to keep the lust of he inside, and that's why he is now finally ready to be In the town.

When the Eevee came to the pokecenter nothing weird happened.

Well not yet....

Even though he was a weird feeling he was a feeling of not being welcome here.

Maybe it's just him or.... the pokemon staring at him?

he came on the counter and asked For some Healing, And he got out of the building The pokemon he didn't reconised said: "Hey, there i wanted to see if your okey before you leave is that good?"

Well the Eevee was uncomfortable. He sat down with the weird pokemon.

"Ye- yes, that will be ok?" Sayd the scared Eevee thinking he got caught.

"So, I wanted to talk to you because I don't recognize you anywhere from this town?" The pokemon suspiciously asked.

"Yea- T- that's Because I am not from this town!" The Eevee Said confidently.

"Oh ok, What town are you from? I know a lot of towns in this area?" Asked the pokemon

"I am from Starville! yeah that's the town!" Eevee said well trying to look for the exit

"So Starville? Is it somewhere here in this region?" The pokemon asked.

"N- no, I just moved here." Eevee said before standing up.

"NO! sit down i am not done! I know you're a wild pokemon, I just wanna ask "How and why are you here?" The wild pokemon looked Angry.

"Wha- what? oh ok, yeah i am a wild pokemon..... But! Please don't hurt me! i am trying my best to be good!" Said the Eevee, almost crying.

"wow calm down, Please i was trying to figure out how you came here?" the pokemon asked, looking confused.

"I just walked into town, Why are you asking?" The Eevee sayed surprised.

"Because there is a barrier around this town protecting it from wild pokemon, so Why are YOU here?" The pokémon asked.

Eevee takes a deep breath, and said: "I was born in the wild having a lust of murder, but i didn't want this live. many years i trying to get the lust, or the curse i will say over me, and trying to control it! So I tried and tryed, And now I can finally control it, that's how I am here!"

Then the pokemon said: "Well, i never heard of this. pokemon that can hold there tursth of murder, and trying to live in society. Well I think you're the first ever pokemon that ever did this!"

Eevee wanted to say something but changed his mind.

The pokemon also noticed that the Eevee is not happy about something.

"Hey, something is wrong?" the pokémon asked.

"No, I just wanted to live as a normal pokemon, but it feels like I am still left out." the Eevee said well, almost crying.

"Hey, don't be sad, Do you have a place to stay?" The Pokemon asked.

"No, I don't have a place to stay. Why are you asking?" The Eevee asked of confusion

"Well, why don't you stay here for the night? well you also get used to be here?" The pokemon offert the Eevee.

The Eevee looked up, and smiled.

"Yeah, that will be nice." the Eevee said.

So the Eevee followed the pokemon into a spare room, well handing the keys to the Eevee paws the pokemon sayd: "Oh I forgot to introduce myself! I am Chansey, What's your name?"

The Eevee looks up to Chansey, and thinks about it…

"I need to think about it, I don't know," the Eevee said, closing the door.

"o- ok then, have a good night!"

"Good night Chansey…" the Eevee said, sleepy.

The Eevee looks around the room, and sees for the first time a bed to sleep on.

Well looking at how to use it, the Eevee shoved a note under the door.

He reads:

"Hey Chansey here, i have a present for you tomorrow,

Please sleep well tonight!"

The Eevee looked a little confused but didnt think about it, well laying down he was thinking that this is going good!

And slowly Eevee fell asleep.

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