I will give it all back to you, Mewtwo

Chapter three

Red was wrong about the Mew. No one was after it. Or at least not Bill. That's right, we visited him. He was scared of Mewtwo but we explained that he could be trusted. " So, lemme get this straight, you're looking for Red, eh?" Bill questions, putting a finger on his chin. Yes. Can you tell us if there's a chance he is in Mt. Silver? Mewtwo asked him. " No one has seen Red in years. Or heard from him in so long. But there is a chance he might be there. That's where I heard from him last. Poor Red, getting all mixed up in Mew's business." Bill said.

" Red! Red! Red!" Mew said, circling Bill. Bill laughed at how enthusiastically the Mew was. " Anything else you can tell us?" I asked him. " Go to Pallet Town. Blue knows more than I do about this." Bill informed. Suddenly a little head poked out from under Bill's desk. Brown ears twitched. " Eevee?" The little cat-dog asked, tipping his head at me. " Is there any way I can help you?"

"You don't seem to have any actual Pokemon." The Eevee said. We don't need your help, Eevee, you will just be in our way. Mewtwo said.

" That's actually a good idea. I think you should take that there Eevee." Bill informed. " After all, it's better to have multiple types than just Psychic." Bill stated. Mewtwo seemed to have gotten a bit mad at that statement because his fingers curled up. " Ok then!" I said, before Mewtwo could yell curse words at Bill.

Bill handed me a regular Poké ball. I took it. The Eevee shot out of the desk and leaped on top of me. On my shoulder.

" I really don't like spending time with that weirdo!" He said, pointing a paw at Bill. " Well, I wish you luck." Bill said. Then he added, " Might want to keep Mew and Mewtwo hidden." I think I can handle myself, thank you, Bill. Mewtwo said, flicking his tail up and down and to the sides.

Then we left. " Mew. Get in the ball." I told the cat. " No! I don't want to! I want to play!" He said, dodging the red light of the Poké ball.

I kept pressing the button on the ball. Every time, Mew dodged. Then, finally having enough of Mew dodging, Eevee shoved the cat Pokemon to the ground. " Hey!" He said, as I pressed a button on the ball and the legendary was enveloped.

" Thanks Eevee!" I said. " No problem!" He said, wagging his tail. The little dog Pokemon latched himself once more on my shoulder. " I wonder what I will evolve into? What will you make me evolve into?" Eevee asked me, looking into my eyes with curiosity. " I don't know. What do you want to evolve into, Eevee?" I asked him. " I think I want to evolve into something cool, like Umbreon, Espeon, or even Jolteon! But there is no way I'm evolving into a Sylveon. That's too girly." Eevee ranted. " Maybe you can evolve into a Vaporeon. That's also cool. And strong." I commented.

" Maybe, but I don't want to get wet. Maybe a Flareon!" He told me. " What about Leafeon or Glaceon?" I asked him.

" No way I'm evolving into something that is suppose to be beautiful. Maybe Leafeon." Eevee commented. " I always liked the grass." I petted his head. " If you want to evolve into a Leafeon then we have to find a mossy covered rock." I told him. " Y-you're letting me pick what to evolve myself into? H-humans usually pick the evolution themselves. That's what made them jerks. And sometimes they abandon us because they have better Pokemon or they didn't want us." Eevee said. I looked over at the brown Pokemon.

" That's how I came to be with Bill. Because no one wanted me. They all say Dragonite is stronger than me." Eevee said. " Dragonite might be stronger than you, but you have more heart than a Dragonite will ever have. Remember that, Eevee." I told him.