From: Ig88sw82 <ig88sw82@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] Eevee Date: Friday, June 04, 1999 11:02 PM As Mark walked back to the Cerulean City gym to see how Ebony was doing, someone jumped out of the bushes and dragged him in. "Please, don't be frightened." "Frightened? Oh, you just jumped me and dragged me into the bushes, why SHOULD I be frightened?!?" "Forgive me, but I had to talk to you." Mark had calmed down by now. "What's going on?" The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a Pokéball. "No way," Mark pushed the ball from his face. "I've had bad luck with purchasing Pokémon." "I'm not selling it to you, I want you to have it." "Well, what is it?" "It's an amazing little creature called an Eevee. I've been raising it for years, and I want you to have it." "Why me? I don't even know you." "I assumed that you were a Pokémon trainer when I saw you walk out of the Pokécenter. I need someone to keep it safe for me." "How come?" "Well, there's that crazed Dreadite wandering around. Seems that he killed an Eevee and a trainer, so I figured that someone should watch it for me." Mark shook his head. "One, I don't feel like being hunted down because of a Pokémon that isn't mine. Second, I'm not a very experienced trainer. How can you trust me with this?" The man grabbed his arm and put the Pokéball in his hand. "Just take care of my Eevee for me," and he stepped out the other side to areas unknown. Mark examined the Pokéball, then sighed. "I din't realize how few Pokémon I would actually catch." ------ Sorry Ebony, but I really want to write more often. Oh well, now that Jamie has gone solo...