The transformation from Mareep to Flaaffy was nothing short of bewildering. I had grown accustomed to being a quadrupedal Electric-type, happily hopping around on all fours. But now, here I stood as a bipedal ovine pokemon, with a completely different body to navigate. At first, every step was a struggle. My new legs felt strange and unsteady beneath me. I stumbled and wobbled, unable to find my balance. It was like learning to walk all over again, a process I hadn't gone through since I was a baby Mareep.
My conical ears twitched with frustration as I attempted to coordinate my movements. I could feel the eyes of my trainer, Ash, and my fellow pokemon on me, watching my every move. The pressure to adapt weighed heavily on my small, pink shoulders. With each tentative step, I realized that I had to relearn the basics of mobility. I had to discover the right balance between my newfound bipedal form and my desire to move gracefully. My stubby arms, once used for support, now hung awkwardly at my sides, making me feel unbalanced.
My pink woolly mane that once flowed freely around my Mareep body now sat atop my head. It was an odd sensation, like having a crown I never asked for. The sideways curls that formed on top of my head felt unusual, but I supposed they added a bit of flair to my new look.
The most peculiar part of my transformation was my tail. It had always been a useful tool for maintaining balance when I was a quadruped. Now, with black stripes and tipped with a green orb, it felt oddly ornamental. I couldn't help but flick it experimentally, unsure of what purpose it served in my new form.
Despite the challenges and the moments of frustration, I knew I had to embrace my evolution. Change was a natural part of a pokemon's life, and this transformation was a sign of my growth. I may have struggled with my newfound bipedalism, but I was determined to adapt. After all, I was still the same Astrape, just with a few extra curls and a different way of getting around.
However, it had not only been my body that changed with my evolution. I now had much more power than I was used to.
The newfound power surging within me was both electrifying and overwhelming. As a Mareep, I had always possessed the ability to generate and control electricity, but my recent evolution into a Flaaffy had amplified that power to a degree I hadn't expected. It was like a wild storm raging inside me, and I wasn't entirely sure how to handle it.
My thick, ears twitched nervously as I contemplated this surge of electricity. It was a part of me now, coursing through my very being. I knew that embracing this power was essential for my growth as a pokemon, but it came with an unexpected consequence – fear.
I was terrified of accidentally harming those I cared about, especially Ash and Agni. The bond I shared with my trainer and my fellow non dragon pokemon was irreplaceable, and the thought of hurting them with my own power was heart-wrenching. Agni, with his Flying-type attributes, was particularly vulnerable to electricity, and the idea of harming him was unbearable.
This fear of hurting others made me cautious, almost to the point of isolation. I found myself withdrawing from physical contact, afraid that a simple touch might unleash a dangerous shock. It was lonely, standing on the precipice of power but feeling like I couldn't fully embrace it.
I often watched as Ash and Agni trained, wishing I could join them without fear of causing harm. I knew I had to find a way to control this energy, to channel it without fear. It was a part of me now, and I couldn't hide from it forever.
The moon hung low in the night sky, casting its gentle glow over the peaceful scene. I sat there, my pink eyes filled with uncertainty, as I continued to contemplate the changes that had befallen me.
As I wrestled with my newfound abilities and the power coursing through me, a graceful figure descended beside me. It was Nephele, our Alpha, a magnificent Shiny Altaria whose golden scales and white feathers shimmered like the starry heavens. I didn't need words to convey my inner turmoil. Nephele understood the weight of my thoughts—the fears, the doubts, the isolation I felt.
Nephele's voice, melodious and reassuring, finally broke the silence. "It's natural to be apprehensive when you've gone through such a significant change, dear Astrape. I remember the day I evolved into an Altaria, and it was quite the adjustment. But trust me, time will be your greatest ally."
I turned to face her, my pink mane of wool rustling in the night breeze. "But what if I hurt someone, Nephele? What if I can't control this power?"
Nephele's azure eyes, pools of empathy, locked onto mine. "You are not alone in this journey, Astrape. We are a Thunder, a family. Our bond is unbreakable, and we have weathered storms far fiercer than the occasional spark of electricity. Trust in the strength of our family, and don't be afraid to lean on us."
Her words resonated within me, her unwavering confidence serving as a beacon in my tumultuous sea of thoughts. "Thank you, Nephele. I just... I don't want to hurt Ash or Agni, or anyone else."
Nephele drew closer, her wing offering solace as it draped gently over me. "I understand your fears, Astrape. You can count on me for anything. We are, after all, the only two shiny members of the Thunder, we have to stick together! And as family, we support and protect one another. If ever you need guidance or simply someone to talk to, I am here for you."
A soothing warmth spread within me, and the fear that had held me captive began to recede. I nestled into the comforting embrace of Nephele's wing, my unease gradually giving way to newfound confidence. Beneath the serene, moonlit sky, our bond deepened. With the unwavering support of my Thunder family and the wisdom of Nephele, I knew that I would learn to harness my electrifying power and become a steadfast protector for those I cherished.
As Nephele and I shared our thoughts under the watchful moon, our serenity was suddenly disrupted by a cacophony emanating from the camp below. We exchanged worried glances before taking to the air, our instincts as protectors of our Thunder instantly kicking in. We descended upon the camp, our graceful forms illuminated by the pale moonlight. Our hearts pounded with concern, fearing that an unknown threat had breached our sanctuary. What we found, however, was a sight that tugged at our lips and hearts simultaneously.
There, nestled among the slumbering members of our Thunder, lay an egg that Ash had been carefully carrying with him on our journey. It had finally hatched, revealing a Jangmo-o.
The Jangmo-o was a feisty little thing, bursting into the world with an energy that belied his size. As he emerged from his shell, he wasted no time in asserting his presence. Rather than a warm greeting, he chose to introduce himself with a spirited headbutt that caught us all by surprise.
Ash and Cilan, undeterred by this unexpected welcome, burst into laughter, their joy and amusement filling the night air. The Jangmo-o's spirited nature had caught them off guard, but it had also endeared the tiny dragon to their hearts.
"I always end up with the most peculiar characters!" Ash threw his head back laughing, taking out his Pokedex to read the newly hatch pokemon's stats. "Let's see what we will be working with."
Pokemon: Jangmo-o.
Gender: Male.
Ability: Soundproof.
Type: Dragon.
Move set: Tackle, Leer, Headbutt, and Scary Face.
Egg moves: Counter and Focus Punch.
NOTE: The Egg moves have yet to be unlocked.
"Soundproof?" Cilan raised an eyebrow, turning to smile at Nephele. "Would you look at that, it seems that you will have some competition in the future, Ele. The first Thunder member who will not be affected by your musical abilities."
"Let him try!" Nephele puffed her chest confidently. "I have many tricks under my wing!"
As I observed this scene, a warm feeling enveloped me, one that spoke of the bonds we shared within our Thunder. The addition of this spirited Jangmo-o felt like a new chapter in our journey, a reminder that even in moments of chaos and surprise, our Thunder remained a close-knit family, welcoming new members with open hearts and laughter.
With a contented sigh, I watched as our Thunder interacted with the rambunctious newcomer, knowing that each day brought new challenges and joys, and that we would face them together, as a family bound by friendship and the unbreakable ties of our shared adventures.
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Ash the Dragon Specialist
Fanfikce"Tell me Ash, would you like me to teach you about pokemon? About how to take care of them? Cure them when they get hurt? Would you like to learn about becoming a trainer?" Professor Oak asked the speechless boy, making a decision that would change...
