#evelution

truly, I was PSYCHED to write this for you @sugarglider9603

So a while ago I came up with a theory of how Espeon! Virgil evolved and asked if I could write it, which is actually why I started this whole project anyways

Note I went up and looked at a LOT of typing and such, and I know psychic is 4x strong against poison/fighting, but I didn't want Thomas poisoned, as well as I wanted the dragon type to be in there for.. theory reasons..

Also note, I am posting this EARLY for Tumblr (hence why there is no Ao3 link)

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Part 8 Part 10

Master post

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Summery: ' "What a weakling, trainers are supposed to be strong, a challenge, but your just weak. Truly, a disgrace."

The memories of.. her crashed to a halt. That line.. was it..?

He wanted to ignore it, like he had done with the other ones, but the memory swarmed his vision. '

When trouble arrives, Virgil must realizes that family is stronger than his horrible past, and to save them, he needs to fight a past fear

Virgil actually was thankful for being frozen stiff from fear, otherwise with the terror he felt, his shaking would have dropped leaves from the bush he was under for sure. A small opening through the branches showed the losing battle outside, eevees and eeveelutions fighting a large, familiar Kommo-o as they protected Thomas and Patton.

The team had been wandering through a forest for the last several days, exhaustion taking over the joy of camping. Even with Patton's attempt to make it cheerful, the Sylveon's attempts only worked the first few times. There had been many intense battles as well, wild pokemon attacking them when found within territory, case in point with the current fight.

The difference? Patton, who would have had the fairy type advantage against a dragon/fighting, had fainted not an hour earlier. Even with Thomas's over stocking himself on potions and revives for the long forest journey, wild Oran and Sitrus Berries had become their only source of HP restorers after so many battles.

The human and Slyveon had in fact meant to hide with Virgil (who froze the moment he saw the Kommo-o) but where dragged out in the middle of the field. Now Roman, Logan, Janus, and Remus stood fighting. But fire, dark, and normal type moves could only do so much, especially with this Kommo-o being extremely quick and powerful.

The dark furred Eevee could only stare. This scene, it was familiar, too familiar, so much it hurt. Looking at the battle reminding himself of memories of getting hurt. He couldn't even shake his head, eyes plastered to the ongoing battle as attack after attack dragged his mind farther back, all the way-

The Kommo-o, done and angered by someone trespassing on its territory, twisted in a circle dragging its shining tail near the ground, knocking the remaining four back to Thomas by a powerful Dragon Tail. It advanced on Thomas, terror taking his trainer's eyes, his friend's face. His family laid around the boy, too weak to stand and fight back.

"You dare trespass" the Kommo-o hissed as though Thomas could understand, sunlight bathing its scales "and then are to weak to even get away. Pathetic human and human pets" it stomped right front Thomas, claw raised, ready to give a viscous slash, Thomas was going to die-

"What a weakling, trainers are supposed to be strong, a challenge, but your just weak. Truly, a disgrace."

The memories of.. her crashed to a halt. That line.. was it..?

He wanted to ignore it, like he had done with the other ones, but the memory swarmed his vision.

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Eevee stood facing his foe, grass and happy flowers petting his dark fur. The two pokemon's trainer stood in the middle, screeching directions. His teammate Jangmo-o stood opposite field, definitely not as terrified as Eevee was.

Eevee wished he had a name, it would make it much easier to self deprecate on how bad of a battler he was. Thankfully, their trainer did the work for him.

"So slow, you need to be quick if your going to actually hit your target for once!"

"Are you a Caterpie with that strength?! No, there are probably Metapods that could beat you in battle!"

"Why do I keep you, waist of a party slot"

Eevee was brought out of this trance by being knocked back, Jangmo-o standing where he once was.

"For Arceus sakes! Pay attention you useless pokemon!" His trainer stormed over, grabbing the shaking Eevee hard by his scruff "What a weakling, pokemon are supposed to be strong, a challenge, but your just weak. Truly, a disgrace" she spat, throwing his shakey form back to the ground.

Walking back she turned to Jangmo-o, who was cowering themself "I wont have you be a weakling either, I just need Eevee to level up and evolve into a dragon type already" she growled like a Charizard "we will continue training now."

She turned back to Eevee, who was struggling but slowly getting back to his feet, and wickedly smiled

"Now Jangmo-o, use Dragon Tail."

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Now named Virgil, the Eevee couldn't stop staring. No wonder the pokemon looked so familiar, no wonder it hated trainers, especially weak ones

no wonder Virgil was so terrified of it. Of Him.

Jangmo-o was Virgil's constant battle partner with her, and Jangmo-o never held back. They were both too scared. After his old trainer found Eevees had no dragon evolution, she threw Virgil away, Remus not noticing when he found Virgil in the dumpster, but his old pokeball snapped in half next to him.

Fury suddenly raged in Virgil's mind. After all that, of Kommo-o probably being thrown away too, he still couldn't see why he hated humans. Hated Thomas. They weren't all bad.

And then Kommo-o slashed his claws.

It only caught Thomas' cheek, but blood started to pour. The boy looked white as snow, and Virgil saw red.

That. Was Thomas. That was his team laying weak and battle fainted around them

Virgil took a step out of the bushes, not a single paw trembling

Kommo-o knew the evil of humans, but he'd also seen the good

he felt as though each step left singed grass, as though Roman had used flamethrower on the earth

That. Was. His. Thomas.

Kommo-o turned from the other side of the field, eyes flashing in surprise as this small dark furred Eevee walked out, somehow.. familiar

That. Was. His. Team.

Recognition flashed in his eyes "well Eevee, we meet again weakling" Kommo-o snapped the air, the others weakly lifting their heads in confusion, pure fear filling their sight as they saw Virgil stalking slowly closer, the light bouncing of his fur as though sunlight and shadows where fighting

Those. Where. His. FRIENDS.

"Hello little Jangmo-o, she throw you out too?" He growled

That.

The pokemon growled "she threw me out, I wasn't 'strong enough'. Humans are ALL the same, and I'll teach everyone I meet. They're all weak"

Was.

Virgil's fur seem to glow more, eyes narrowed to slits as anger pulsed through him. Not just anger, power. It urged him to take it, to save. To save them

His

"Weaklings, all of them" Kommo-o grinned "just. Like. You."

The sun yearned for him. Take it, take it! Save! Save! Save! Save! Save! Virgil accepted its power.

Its drummed threw him, his blood felt like fire as he snapped forwards, bolting to the other pokemon. The light the light the light-

"THAT" Virgil screeched "IS MY FAMILY"

Bright light encased him as he slammed into Kommo-o. The pokemon staggered backwards, surprised by the force but stood back up.

Or he would have, if the ground was under his feet.

Because instead of a glowing white Eevee, something much slimmer stood in his place.

His family gaped as a soft lavender paw lightly stepped forwards, a tail that split into two half way down swished as rage filled eyes glowed bright blue alongside a gem centered on his forehead. The surprised calls of pokemon caused the team to look around to see that the Kommo-o.. wasn't the only thing floating.

Trees seemed to be so still, they might as well be photograph. Leafs, sticks, even entire fallen branches lifted into the air around the small clearing the battle had taken place, and even more beyond. Several pokemon outside their battle zone floated too, pure terror of the sudden harsh hold. The Espeon in front of them blinked, before calmly, almost sweetly tilted his head.

The Kommo-o slammed straight into the ground.

Virgil turned to Thomas and the others, blinking away the blue from his eyes as everything else calmly settled to the ground, pokemon running off as soon as the touched earth.

The others were stunned before