Bulba had spent his night alone in the dark woods. He wasn’t particularly fond of it, but he had no other choice. Unfortunately he had wandered his way in, and could not find his way out.

The woods were quiet, other than the night Pokemon inhabiting it there. He shivered and forced himself to keep moving; he had to see the light of day again.
He could only hope he wasn’t caught by any poachers, or worse..

Absol cringed and fell to the ground in agonizing pain. Metal seared her flesh as it formed to her head, and torso. Her tail and head blade suddenly became heavier as they turned to metal. Long, sharp blades grew over her claws, and tiny spikes grew. After the transformation, she wobbled, and slightly faltered. She looked around at herself.

“It doesn’t seem terribly bad, I suppose. Though it is heavy and..was a bit painful. I could actually get used to this.”

Bulba, Eve, and CottonBall shook as a strange energy invaded their body. What did this anon do? Before they knew it, they felt..different. The took a look at their own bodies, then jumped in shock. They were even more dumbfounded when they saw Razor and Esra reverted back to their original form. Only anon magic could produce results such as this..

Bulba: “Wh-what happened? I’m evolved? A-and you two..?!”

Eve: “I’m a Flareon! A Flareon!!” Eve was happily prancing around in her new fiery form to care at all.

CottonBall: The now Altaria craned his long neck, and took a look around. Suddenly he could understand everything- he wasn’t a baby anymore. How odd this felt, this simple power. He stretched his long wings and flapped twice: taking off and doing loop-de-loops.
“My my what fun! This is astounding! Bulba you must admit this power feels great, non?”

Bulba: Bulba felt horrible. Even though it was anon magic, who knows how long this would take? What if their trainer came back? She’d be heart broken, it was a promise they made when they first met.

Esra: “…Oh wonderful. Back to no hands.”
Razor: “Lovely. Tiny again.”

The Absol merely chuckled; having no evolution or pre evolution certainly had its advantages. She crossed her front paws and grinned, watching the Pokemon stress with fear. Oh what an anon magic this was, how simply entertaining.

“My name’s Terra, and I am the trainer of Bulba and friends. Ura was telling me about how I should meet some ‘anons’ and gain some ‘anon magic’. Whatisanon magic? What exactly does it do? She also tells me it’s great for anons to ‘use’ their magic on me. Well, it can’t be too bad, right?”

/Mean while a snickering Persian is heard behind said trainer.