The ice around the alolan vulpix steadily spread out and now her brother as well started to have flames appear in his breathes. The other pokemon rushed over and I could see the twins stir in their tents before their doors opened.

“What’s happening.” Oliver said sleepy before his eyes widened. Jennifer quickly followed suit. I know I couldn’t approach without one of the foxes reacting aggressively, but my body reacted on some sort of instinct. I slowly walked forward towards the panicking ice type and she shot forward a stream of snow towards me.

“Shade!” Jennifer called but I just walked forward. The Powder Snow struck me, coating my body in a stream of white as flames struck me quickly afterwards. I couldn’t see but I marched on, following some new instinct I couldn’t mentally control. It walked in the streams for a few seconds before the cut off and I saw a second later why.

Both trainers grabbed a vulpix each. Jennifer grabbing the white one and Oliver grabbing the red. Both pokemon struggled to get free.

ENOUGH! I screamed as I felt every muscle in body ready to attack. You could have heard a pin drop as everything went still. Even the slight breeze came to a halt.

“Sha..” Jennifer tries to say but I cut her off.

Put, them, down. I slowly said, my body no longer following my own thoughts. Jennifer swiftly did as I said with Oliver following suit.

Move, back. They swiftly followed this order as well. I heard the movement of the other pokemon aswell and shot them a stare which stopped all of them in their tracks.

I walked over to the fearful ice vulpix who was closer and picked up by the scruff of her neck and using Extreme Speed, darted several meters away from the others and set her down before moving back to grab the fire type and placing him with his sister. I stood around the two pokemon defensively, my body running on this new instinct. Seeing no one move, I laid down with my head up watching my surroundings as I surround the two vulpixes and they simply laid still aswell. My sense stayed alert as the twins had their other pokemon come back to them and they went into their tents. I could see the confusion and fear on their faces but I didn’t react to them at all for some reason. Like they didn’t matter to me.

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It was well into the night before my mind returned to its normal state and I start to comprehend everything that just happened. I don’t know why I reacted like that. I look down to the two sleeping vulpixes I was currently curled around. They were currently resting against me. Actually, thinking back on the hours before I returned to rational thought, that’s how they ended up falling asleep as before that, they couldn’t get relaxed.

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But that was not a fun feeling. Being both partially aware of everything and fully aware of everything I saw while I had no control over my body. It felt both like something was wrong with me but also like that’s just how it should be. Actually, this wasn’t the first time I’ve run on instinct. Now that I have experienced it and could tell it was happening, I could remember having this sensation before. Whenever I have hunted fish and eaten it, when I realised the pokeball altered my mind and I confronted the two trainers about it, and before when I directly attacked the trainer who previously discarded these two vulpixes. This is just the first time those instincts didn’t align with what I was thinking or wanted at the time so it was a lot easier to notice the autonomous actions this time round.

But what was I following this time? I mean the others were for food, knowledge and the last was I had at the time, gladly followed out of anger. But what was I following this time?

What did I want before everything happened? I walked over to these two foxes to talk about what they were going to do. But then everything is a rushed blur. I can recall the actual events just fine, but I can’t recall what I was thinking. I guess I wasn’t really thinking was I. I was on autopilot following something I didn’t even realise existed. But I am mostly concerned about the fact I don’t know what instincts this body has. I can’t even really assume what they would be because I don’t have enough information and my own guesses would be influenced by the instincts of my human body.

But I guess I have to start somewhere so I returned my thoughts to most recent incident as that is obviously the freshest in my mind. But again, all I got was a blur of what my thoughts were during the copule minutes it happened in. I just couldn’t think why I my body would react as it did. Why did I move straight towards the vulpix regardless of me being attacked? Why did I try to find out what they would do if they left? Why am I currently laying here protecting them? Protecting them!

I wanted to protect them! Is it because they are kids who got a bad hand in life? Am I still going of my belief in everyone should be helped if they can be?

My god, I’m acting like I am their parent. Trying to protect these two like I’m their father. No, it would be like their...

My eyes suddenly went wide.

It was some sort of maternal instinct to protect them! That’s why I went to talk to them! That’s why when I saw them struggling, I lashed out!

I can’t believe it. I want to protect them because my ‘motherly’ instincts beat out my normal reactions. It sounded so surreal, but I guess so is my current situation. I looked into the dark sky as the moon hung far above me. Despite how different this reality was, the moon looked almost identical to my old life. Although that’s basically the only thing that is the same in this world. I laid my head down on the short grass and curled it around my body and two foxes as I listened to the sounds of the forest. I wanted to go to sleep but the energy my body absorbs from the moon and the need to protect these two is keeping me awake.

Who would have even guessed I would die, come back to life as another species entirely, and act as a mother to a fire breathing and an ice breathing fox with nine tails? I most assuredly would have called that person mad but also said they had quite the imagination.