"Eevee!!"
Neither Owen nor Eevee had expected that the silk scarf would be torn to shreds as a mere outlet for anger.
Watching the scarf that had been with it since birth slowly turn to ash under the flames, Eevee felt a sharp sting in its nose.
At this moment, Mr. Lee, watching from the side, didn't realize the gravity of what had happened. To an outsider, a silk scarf was a common item—even a Soothe Bell, though rare, could be bought.
But for Eevee... that scarf was the very first gift from Owen and his parents. The Soothe Bell was the proof of two months of hard work and their victory at the Little Phoenix King Cup.
At some point, wrapping itself in that scarf and keeping the bell close while watching videos had become Eevee's comfort. It remembered Owen holding it, using the scarf to tuck it in; it remembered burrowing into the soft fabric to fall asleep.
"It's basically a blanket...""Little guy... when will you finally wear it as a real scarf? I can't wait for you to grow up."
Owen's voice echoed in its ears. Eevee's pupils instantly flooded with rage. The flames on the scarf hadn't even gone out yet. The sun beat down from the clear sky, but Eevee's heart was filled with grief. It wanted to crawl into Owen's arms and wail, but instead, it turned its fury toward Electivire.
"Eevee..." Owen stood frozen. He could feel Eevee's sorrow through their bond, but the sheer intensity of its reaction was beyond his expectations. Not even a broken phone had provoked this.
This wasn't just about an item. The scarf and bell were anchors for their bond. By trampling on them, Electivire had trampled on Eevee's soul. The rage radiating from Eevee was now ten thousand times stronger than before.
Even Electivire stopped, stunned by the extraordinary aura suddenly erupting from the small creature.
Then... Owen began to tremble. His eyes filled with disbelief.
"This is..."
Mr. Lee, a professional breeder, gasped in shock as he looked at Eevee, who was now enveloped in a swirling shroud of white light. In his arms, the treated Magnemite slowly opened its eye to witness the scene.
The Light of Evolution!!
Owen finally understood. No Fire Stone. No Water Stone. No Thunder Stone.
He looked up at the sky. Under the brilliant midday sun, the sunlight merged perfectly with Eevee's evolutionary glow.
Wait! Mr. Lee had said this mountain had a "Spatial Magnetic Field" similar to an independent Secret Realm. His hypothesis was correct! Only an environment mirroring the laws of a Secret Realm could satisfy the conditions for this evolution!
Confusion, tension, excitement, and worry warred in Owen's heart as he watched the transformation. Sunlight and Eevee were connected by chains of brilliant white light, as the massive surge of emotional energy elevated Eevee's life force to a new plane!
Inside the light, Eevee felt its brain's long-dormant Berserk Gene (from the R-drug) roar back to life, shattering and reforming its genetic code!
A moment later, a terrifying psychic pressure swept across the mountain. Magnemite, Marowak, and even Electivire felt their hearts skip a beat.
This... came from Eevee?
Mysterious, elegant, powerful, and noble. As the light faded, a new creature stood before them. Its lines were perfect, its purple eyes held a deep, profound wisdom, and the red gem on its forehead released a mental pressure so heavy it felt like a physical weight. It was as if a creature from myth had stepped into reality.
Espeon!!
Owen breathed the name in his mind. Noticing the raw emotion in Espeon's eyes, he nodded solemnly. "Go."
With a sharp gaze, Espeon turned toward Electivire. The psychic pressure slammed into the giant like a physical wall! Electivire's face twisted in fear. It didn't understand. Evolution? Even with evolution, this jump in power was absurd!
Psychic!!
As an Espeon, Eevee's type had shifted from Normal to Psychic. Its mental energy had reached a level that defied common sense. The sheer force of its will instantly crushed Electivire's golden currents, blasting the giant backward!
Whoosh!!
Espeon's speed now eclipsed Electivire's. It appeared beside the giant in a flash, its perfect Anticipation allowing it to dodge a desperate Iron Tail with effortless grace. While Electivire was still mid-air, it looked into Espeon's red eyes and saw its own doom.
A flash of blue light followed. Electivire was slammed into the ground by an invisible, crushing weight.
Cough... Electivire groaned, nearly blacking out. It was severely wounded. The stinging pain in its back made it realize one terrifying truth: it had picked a fight with a monster.
"So strong..." Owen felt a sense of unreality. Mr. Lee and Magnemite were utterly speechless. Was this the same Eevee? The gap between this noble Sun Pokémon and the "internet-addicted" girl was like heaven and earth!
With just two moves, it had crippled a Professional Trainer's ace.
Electivire struggled to rise, trembling. It no longer dared to look down on Owen or his Pokémon. It feared for its life.
But to its surprise, the mysterious Pokémon didn't attack again. Instead, Espeon walked slowly to the charred remains of the scarf. Using Psychic, it gently gathered the ashes and the scorched fabric. Then, it delicately picked up the Soothe Bell with its tail.
Electivire felt a wave of profound regret. It had prepared for a storm of violence, but the storm never came.
As the bell chimed softly, Espeon was once again enveloped in white light. To everyone's shock, the light faded to reveal... the small, brown, cute form of Eevee.
Evolution... then de-evolution?
Owen rubbed his eyes. What is going on??
Searching his mind, he remembered Dr. Li's warning: Because of the R-drug and the Berserk Gene, Eevee's genetics were unstable. No one knew what would happen upon evolution.
Now, Owen understood. Eevee's evolution wasn't permanent—it was controllable, much like Mega Evolution! And that terrifying power? It was the Berserk Gene providing the fuel.
"Vee..." Suddenly, Eevee turned back toward Owen, looking pitiful and exhausted. It signaled that it had no strength left to move and wanted to be carried.
From a high and mighty Espeon back to a cuddly Eevee—Owen barely had time to process the whiplash.
"Eevee!" He ran over and scooped it up, checking for injuries. Eevee shook its head weakly. The sudden surge of power had terrified it.
In its rage, it had used Electivire as a punching bag, but the strain on its body was immense. Just those two attacks had pushed it to its limit, forcing it back into its original form.
"Vee..." Eevee asked Owen worriedly: Can I still turn into that?
It remembered the feeling, but it was too tired to try again. It still wasn't fully satisfied; it felt like it had let Electivire off too easily.
Owen paused, holding his partner close. He didn't have the answer yet, but one thing was
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