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"So, you have any idea where we are heading?" Vix and I had been walking for a few hours since her decision to join me, and she was already sounding like she was regretting the decision. I looked to the sky, watching a flock of Fletchling flying overhead. "I heard of a village near a mountainside that still lives by old ways, farming and stuff. That sounds like the kind of place where information about an old sage could be found, don't you think?" I asked her. I know, I sound like someone who plays too many RPGs, but hey, this is seriously my only lead. Cut me some slack, people; I ran away 5 years ago, but I didn't decide to find a way to get rid of the curse until a few weeks ago. She nodded slightly. "Doesn't sound like much, but at least we aren't running around with no idea of what to do." It was my turn to nod. "Why don't we stop and grab a bite?" I asked, pointing to an Oran tree at the edge of the path. Her eyes widened, and she immediately ran towards the tree, plucked off one of the deep blue fruits, and began to eat it hungrily. "If you were that hungry, why didn't you say something? I would have gladly stopped." I smiled, carefully grabbing a fruit of my own. She swallowed, and said "I was, but I didn't want to risk slowing down. Like I said back at the house, Team Blaze could be hot on our trail." I shrugged. "well, sure, but I'm sure we can afford a few moments to eat. Or," I said, continuing on the path," We can eat and walk." She stood up and ran to catch up with me. "So, what more can you tell me about yourself?" she asked. I froze. Not literally, though; I kept walking, of course, but my brain stopped working. I swallowed hard, and said "well, there isn't much to tell. I already told you about my curse, and I haven't really known anyone for 5 years. You are my first friend in a very long time." It was her turn to stop. "You... you consider me a friend? We've barely known each other for a few hours," she asked, confused. I grinned. "Well, what else can I call you? You aren't my Pokemon, because I can't use Poke balls; and you are obviously a lot smarter than a normal Pokemon, so I can't call you a pet, so I guess there's only one thing to call you." She blushed slightly at this. "I've never had a friend before. All the other Pokemon thought I was weird because I could talk and was so smart, and any people who found out I could talk treated me as some sort of specimen that needed to be studied, but you... you treat as if I'm... human." I decided to change the subject. "So, how old are you? I'm 15. And, if you don't mind me asking, when did you evolve?" She seemed a little relieved that I changed the subject as well. "I'm a little over 15, too. I evolved about 2 years ago. I don't think I'll do it again, though; I like the way I look as a Braixen. So, I carry an Everstone with me."She held up her arm, and I saw she was wearing a bracelet woven around a smooth, dull-grey stone. "Huh. Why not become a Delphox? You'd get psychic powers along with your normal fire-type powers." She stared at the Everstone, lost in thought. "I'm not quite sure. I just feel right as a Braixen, you know what I mean? And I'm all right with just having fire powers. If that's the price I need to pay to be happy with myself, then that's just fine." I looked off into the distance. "I guess we both have some soul-searching to do, huh?" I asked no one in particular. She said nothing, so I assumed she did not hear.

It was another uneventful hour of walking when we decided to rest. We found a nice shady clearing just a little of the path to sit down and relax in. I sat with my back against a tree, while she sat in the center of the clearing, keeping a nervous eye out for enemies. "So, what can you tell me about yourself?" I asked. Seeing as how she wanted to get to know e, maybe she would want to take an interest in her. "Well, I already told you I wasn't very popular among the others back home. My parents and siblings were alright with me; I was family, so I guess they had to." Her voice took on a low tone, and I could tell this was a difficult subject for her. "My mother and father were more caring than any parents I had ever seen. They died protecting us as we ran out a hole in the back of our den. I was the only one strong enough to get away quickly; I was the oldest, and none of my siblings had evolved yet." She sniffed lightly, so I decided to quickly change the subject before she started crying again. "I never had any siblings growing up. Just my mother and father, and they died when I was 8, a few days after I was cursed." She looked up at me, confused. "How did you get cursed? You never told me that." I frowned, struggling to see if I could finally remember. "I don't know. You'd think I would remember a thing like that. I remember the day after the block in my memory, my parents said someone had broken in, but hadn't stolen anything. Maybe cursing me was their idea of a sick joke or something." I sighed heavily. Why can't I remember? Maybe the sage will be able to tell me, if we can find him. Suddenly, I felt a knife press against my neck. "Don't move and I won't tear your throat out." A deep voice said from behind and above me. I quickly assessed the situation. Obviously, this person was standing above me, so they had the advantage of me having to get up before I could strike. I saw two men in dark clothing emerge from the edges of the clearing, both heading for Vix. She looked between them wildly, pulling out her wand and holding it in front of her. "That won't help you." The one on the left sneered. "We're with Team Blaze; Our outfits are flame-resistant." I gritted my teeth. I had an idea, but it was risky. You see, prolonged use of my powers can make me a little... crazy. That's why I don't just conjure a sword and carry it with me. Along with that, the bigger things I create, the more it consumes me. I knew I would need something really big and fast to be able to take out the guy holding me down, so I thought fast. I moved my left arm so the tree was in the way of my attacker's line of sight, and felt it change. My fingers melted together into a singularity, and then my entire forearm became hard and jagged, like a giant blade. I pressed the edge against the tree, testing how much force I wou8ld need for my plan, and then I struck. I kicked up at my attacker's arm, knocking the knife away for a moment, and then slammed my new blade-arm against the trunk of the tree, spinning around so I could push it onto the stranger with my right arm. When I was done with him, I turned to the other two. They had just noticed that I was up, and each pulled out a katana. I smiled wickedly, turned my focus on the one to the left, and drove my arm into the ground. A shallow fissure quickly traveled from the point of impact to the attacker's feet, and suddenly a giant black spike shot out of the ground, knocking him into a tree. I withdrew my arm, causing the spike to disappear. I looked around for the other one, who was nowhere to be seen. Out of nowhere, I felt a sharp pain in my back, and turned around. He was standing behind me now, preparing to strike once again. He actually snuck up behind me! How did I not hear him? I raised my arm to block the blow, and we stood there, struggling to bring down the others weapon. What is this man? How can he overcome my strength when I am using a shadowblade? I thought, bewildered. I heard a loud attack yell, and Vix flew out of nowhere and kicked the man in the face, causing him to reel back. He grabbed her by the fur around her neck and threw her aside. My eyes widened as I felt my arm change back to normal for no apparent reason. I had a splitting headache, and my eyes burned. I dropped to my knees, grabbing my face and screeching in pain. Oh, no, I thought, horrified, It's been too long. I felt my shoulder blades begin to press against my skin, and then burst out of my back as they lengthened. I looked out of the corner of my eye, and through my blurred vision, I saw them shift to form large, leathery wings. The benes in the tips of my fingers erupted from my hands, becoming sharp and curved at the points. I could see my silver bangs slowly turn black, as if someone was pouring dye onto them. And then I lost all of my senses but one. Kill... I thought numbly.

I looked up at the man standing a few feet away from me. He was surprised by my new form: that much was certain, but he was not terrified to the point of being unable to move. He brought up his sword to try and bring it down on my head. I smiled with now pointed teeth, and simply caught the blade in my hand. I looked up at him, and saw his eyes widen at the sight of my now-black eyes. I ripped the sword from his hand, and as he backed away slowly, I snapped the blade in half. I looked at the broken shards I held and said in a layered, demonic voice, "Pathetic." Then I looked at my target, and rushed at him with blinding speed. He only had a second to realize what was going on before I buried my clawed hand in his chest. He stared at my hand, and then at my face. "W-who are you?" he whispered, choking. I smiled darkly. "I am nothing. And I am everything." Then, I spun around and threw him into the distance. I smiled sadistically. Why didn't I let this happen before? I thought giddily. All this power... I could do whatever I want! I heard a gasp behind me. I turned and saw the Braixen standing there. What was her name? I could barely remember my own name. Suddenly, I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach, like I was going to throw up acid, and I fell to my knees, suddenly weakened. She ran to my side and her eyes widened when she saw my back. "Oh, Riley, you have to change back! You need to heal!" she reached out, and I felt a stinging in my back, and she held out a shuriken she had pulled out of me, dripping with my own blood and a curious green liquid. I looked at the young Braixen kneeling by me with confusion. I could tell she was afraid, but it wasn't because of my appearance. This creature does not fear me. This creature... cares for me... why? My vision began to fog, and I heard her sobbing, "Riley! You have to change back! You aren't healing like this!" I struggled to focus on her face. She wants me to live, I realized. How does she know me? Just then, I heard a familiar voice in the back of my head. It sounded like mine, but it wasn't layered. It's her you fool! If you don't turn back, you'll never see her again! I widened my eyes in fear. VIX! And suddenly, all my memories came rushing back to me. "AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!" I bellowed in pain and fury. I felt my wings shrink and become normal shoulder blades, and I watched my fingers shorten through blurred and tear-filled eyes. I was me once again. I struggled to my feet, and felt my back tingle as the wound from the shuriken sealed. I opened my eyes, and saw Vix Smiling at me, relieved. "Vix..." I said wearily, and then I fell over. The last thing I remember was the ground suddenly stopping inches from my face.