Author's Note

I still haven’t played Gale of Darkness. Or finished Colosseum, for that matter. I’d like to see someone who has write a full Newverse story about those characters.

Your Heart is in Two Worlds

Harmonising Heights was Michael’s new favourite place; it was much nicer than anywhere back in Orre. He would stay there whenever Terramar went to Seaquestria. The cool wind gently swept the long grass as it whistled through the trees, accompanied by the sound of a rushing stream. Every morning, the Kricketune would play their violin-like songs as soon as the sun rose. It was like a symphony orchestra that was played by the whole world. He just wanted to close his eyes and listen to the sounds and deeply breathe in the salty air all day...

But today, it made him reflect on how lonely he felt.

He blankly stared at the horizon, reflecting on everything that had happened yesterday. Skystar had used literal magic or something so he could finally tell her that his name wasn’t Fluffykins, and she was going to do the same for Mimi, but then Queen Novo caught her and told - no forced - her to stay away from Pokémon. Since then, no Pokémon dared to wander into Hippogriffia.

“What’s wrong?” asked Mimi, waddling over to him. The Whismur’s squeaky voice should have sounded annoying, especially to an Eevee’s sensitive ears, but instead it sounded cute.

“Nothing...” Michael lied, sighing.

“Is it because of what happened yesterday?”

“Yeah...”

Mimi sat down next to him. “I understand. Skystar was such a nice friend, and now... and now...” Her voice trembled, and she looked skywards. “I CAN’T BE WITH HER ANY MORE!” Michael pressed his ears against the sides of his head as her voice echoed throughout Harmonising Heights, scaring a few tiny, non-Pokémon birds out of the trees they were perched in. Mimi fell onto her face and started crying.

Michael got up. “There, there,” he said, rubbing a paw against her back.

Mimi sat up. “What do you have to be upset about? You’re an Eevee!”

“Huh?” While it was true that he liked Eevee - one had been his first ever Pokémon, a gift from his absent father - he didn’t enjoy being one. His fur made him feel uncomfortably hot in this tropical weather, and it made Skystar annoyingly gush over him. “Yeah, I know that but... I miss being human, you know?”

“Why would you? I’m jealous of you Eevee. You can be anything! You get to see all sorts of places, try all sorts of things! Meanwhile, ordinary Pokémon like me are stuck with one option forever...” Mimi sighed.

Michael sat back down again. “It’s not that... it’s just...” He paused. “I was a human for my whole life. Being suddenly forced into another body, in another place, far away from anyone I know... to be honest, on that first day, I was just as scared as you was. I just didn’t show it.” He looked down at this paws. “Also, hands. I miss having those.”

“So anyway, what do want to evolve into?”

Michael tilted his head at that. He hadn’t put much thought into evolution; he had spent way too much time imagining what it would be like to be human again. “Hmm... maybe a Flareon? I always thought that one was the coolest!” He stood up and posed confidently.

“What if you accidentally set fire to Harmonising Heights?”

“True... What do you think?”

Mimi looked surprised. “I-I don’t think I should be making such an important decision for you... But what about Vaporeon? You’d get to visit Seaquestria then. I’m sure it’s a wonderful place...” She sighed again.

Michael pictured himself leaping off the stepping stones and into the stream, merging with the water as it carried him all the way down to the sea. He pictured Terramar being overjoyed to see him more often, and finally getting to meet his elusive mother. He pictured himself leaping back onto the beach where Mimi was waiting for him, telling her all sorts of stories about the world she could never experience.

Michael smiled. “Now that you mention it... that does sound like a good idea.”