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The letters contained paintings of him... Not of him now, but of him when he was an Eevee. Of course the only way he could tell was there was a scar on his nose. What truly surprised him though was... He seemed to be with a family. Not the one he was accustomed to, but another family. There were only two other pokemon, what he assumed to be his parents... He was instantly confused, who were these pokemon? He had no memory of them at all, but yet... he felt as if he had a connection with them. He felt a small trickle of water on his cheek, he was crying? "W-Why am I crying?" He said wiping the small tears from his eyes quickly, " I know nothin

As Rolts walked towards the market the woods around him echoed his footsteps back to him. He smiled a bit and decided to play with the echo and took a few steps and stopped. He laughed and decided to see what would happen if he stated walking and stopped mid step do perform a rhythm. As he walked he stopped mid step. The leaves behind him still made the crunch.. His blood went cold and he almost started to shake. He... was being followed. Quickly, he turned his head and looked to see who was following him. "That's...impossible." he remarked. Nothing was behind him... He turned and continued to walk. As he did he noticed the echo had stopped a

Chapter 1 Part 1 As he stretched in his bed, which was made neatly out of straw, Rolts yawned and peered out the nearby window. It was just at the beginning of sunrise outside, and he felt no true reason to get out of bed. "Well I did say I would get up and go to the poke mart today," he said in an almost annoyed tone. He got up and stretched one final time before exiting his fortress of isolation. He did not have to walk far to get to the door because, though it was not a really small building it WAS just a single room. He walked outside to find everything around him eerily quiet almost as if the world we're trying to make him feel alone.