Unpredictable (Pokémon Fanfic)
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"Espeon, the Sun Pokémon. Its fur is so sensitive, it can feel minute shifts in the air and predict the weather... and its foes' thoughts."
I don't really care much for the weather, but predicting my enemies thoughts... I think I'm pretty accomplished on that. That's why I'm so desirable.
They're happy to have me; I'm a part of this team. At least, that's what they want me to believe. I know they're afraid of me. They trust me like they would an Espeon. Except Espeon are loyal. I'm not.
I'm just a tool, a secret weapon. I'm just their pawn. I know it. I don't have to be told. I don't have to see. I know they just want to direct me around like a toy.
But I know what they're doing.
I'll control them and see how they like it! They'll be the pawns and I, the chessmaster! I'll use them like I know they're using me...Then I'll show them just how unpredictable I can be.
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