Emilia, a gentle-hearted young woman with chestnut hair tied in a loose ponytail, smiles as she strokes the golden fur of her playful Yamper. The little Pokémon’s tail wags furiously, electricity crackling with delight. "Who's my good boy? You're always so full of energy, Yamper," she coos, laughing as Yamper nuzzles her hand. The peaceful morning is accented by the warmth of their bond, and outside, the world seems to pause just for them.
Just as Emilia leans in for another pat, the room is engulfed in a swirl of blinding light. Yamper yelps, sparks flying from his cheeks as he leaps back. For a heartbeat, everything blurs—her hands tingle, her vision distorts, and she feels herself shrinking, her senses changing. When the light fades, Emilia is no longer human; she blinks and sees the world from much closer to the floor, paws instead of hands pressing into the rug.
Yamper[/@ch_2] stares in wide-eyed shock, his ears perked and his tail frozen mid-wag.]
Emilia tries to speak, but only a melodic chirp escapes her throat. Looking down, she gasps—at least, she tries to—upon seeing soft, blue fur and petite paws. She has become a Eevee. Yamper circles her, whimpering anxiously, nose nudging her side in confusion. "Yamp! Yamper yam!" he cries, dashing between Emilia and the door as if seeking help.
Yamper[/@ch_2] leaps onto the bed, barking frantically at the closed door. The morning sun glints off his electric collar, reflecting flashes of gold across the walls.]
Yamper scrabbles at the door, desperate to get out and find someone to help his transformed trainer. Emilia, still dazed, tries to reach her Pokédex with her new paws, but it only spins uselessly on the floor. Sensing her distress, Yamper returns to her side and gently nudges her, his eyes full of worry. He noses open the window just enough to let out a piercing bark, hoping someone will hear.
Yamper barks at the Pidgey, as if pleading for it to fetch help. The bird Pokémon flutters away, and Yamper circles Emilia, determined not to leave her side. Emilia looks into the mirror and sees a frightened but familiar gaze staring back—her own, in an Eevee’s body. She whimpers softly, and Yamper presses his forehead to hers, as if promising he will never let anything happen to her.
Maya, Emilia’s best friend, rushes in, eyes wide as she takes in the scene: Yamper barking insistently, and an unfamiliar Eevee cowering beside him. "Yamper! Emilia—wait, where is she? And who’s this Eevee?" she exclaims, kneeling down. Yamper tugs at Maya’s sleeve, leading her to the mirror, where the Eevee’s familiar eyes plead for understanding. As Maya realizes the truth, hope flickers in Emilia’s chest—together, her Pokémon and her friends will find a way to turn her back, no matter what.
