The sun was setting on a beautiful day. Nothing really big happened in the small, lazy town of Pine Hills. After all, it was your ordinary town in the middle of nowhere. Or so it seemed.
Some people had the extraordinary ability to transform into Pokemon. They called themselves Weremon, and Eve was one of them.
Eve played with her hair as she swung her legs on a bench in the town square. In front of her sat a white fountain with a Vaporeon gushing water out of its mouth. It was a recent addition to the mostly bland square. Small business surrounded the square. She knew that the school was out and she wondered if any of her human friends was going to talk to her. Especially since she was now homeschooled due to her frequent loss of control of her form. Something that her brother, though also being a Newmon like her, didn't struggle with. That irritated her.
She sighed, clearing her mind. Don't think about that, she told herself. Just enjoy the evening before you're forced to go home.
Dameon sat in the library, head in a book. A few more sat in a pile to the side. Though, he had to be careful with one. A record of Weremon history. The black haired young man already placed it in his bag, but one could never be too careful. His book made a satisfying noise as he turned the page. The sent of books swirled around him, comforted him. Dameon sighed as he looked at the time on his watch. He still had time. He didn't have to go yet. He smiled as he continued reading.
Flora hummed quietly to herself as she walked down the street, hands behind her back. What she didn't know was that something watched her. The girl occasionally stopped and waved at a Pokemon that was usually on a leash.
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Some people had the extraordinary ability to transform into Pokemon. They called themselves Weremon, and Eve was one of them.
Eve played with her hair as she swung her legs on a bench in the town square. In front of her sat a white fountain with a Vaporeon gushing water out of its mouth. It was a recent addition to the mostly bland square. Small business surrounded the square. She knew that the school was out and she wondered if any of her human friends was going to talk to her. Especially since she was now homeschooled due to her frequent loss of control of her form. Something that her brother, though also being a Newmon like her, didn't struggle with. That irritated her.
She sighed, clearing her mind. Don't think about that, she told herself. Just enjoy the evening before you're forced to go home.
Dameon sat in the library, head in a book. A few more sat in a pile to the side. Though, he had to be careful with one. A record of Weremon history. The black haired young man already placed it in his bag, but one could never be too careful. His book made a satisfying noise as he turned the page. The sent of books swirled around him, comforted him. Dameon sighed as he looked at the time on his watch. He still had time. He didn't have to go yet. He smiled as he continued reading.
Flora hummed quietly to herself as she walked down the street, hands behind her back. What she didn't know was that something watched her. The girl occasionally stopped and waved at a Pokemon that was usually on a leash.
@RenzFlintrock @Hecotoro @EmoKitty21 @Schrift @Sizzlinghotdogs @Peroxide01