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A/N: I had this idea while I was levelling up my male Kirlia, Ade. How would a male Kirlia feel when it knows its going to evolve and can't find a Dawn Stone? Sure, there must be a few male Gardevoir who want to be Gardevoir, but I can't imagine the entire male Kirlia population want to be. Then I wanted to add my character Asycath somehow, so I made her have a son, and yeah... More to come

The Gardevoir, at a passing glance, looked normal, but it was only when I turned in confusion and looked again did I see the differences. Its hair was cut shorter than most, and the dress it wore had been manipulated to resemble baggy pants. It stared at me, and I could tell it was not an ordinary Gardevoir.

Ahem, I suppose I should introduce myself first. My name is Aydan. My mother told me it meant “Little Fire”. That’s all I ever knew of my mother, as famous as she is. Her name was Asycath, and for a long time she was a totally ordinary Cyndaquil. One night, nearing evolution, she was out under the full moon that shone brighter than she had ever seen it before. Moonlight flickered over her and she felt a bright light wash over her. But the light was not white; it was black, dark, glowing with an unearthly light. As it faded, she ran to a pond and saw. She wasn’t a Quilava. Perhaps she could have been. Her body was that of a Quilava but fireless, instead three ringed tails not unlike an Umbreon’s now protruded from her rear, fire glittering between them, ebbing with the rings. On her head, a pair of antennae glowed, pointing toward the moon, and a brilliant red gem was affixed to her chest.

She was found by Professor Elm, and for many years scientists did research on her. They finally concluded that the moon had been unusually powerful that night due to a Clefairy Chant, and had mutated the Cyndaquil, who being near evolution had extremely volatile DNA. She wasn’t just a Dark/Fire type – she was the first Moon type ever discovered, and many other pokemon are now being retyped this, Umbreon, Clefable, just to say a few. This made her the first triple-type.

She was famous, unique, but after the hype died down, she disappeared to a quiet research facility in Hoenn, My birthplace.
I, too, am like my mother. They bred her to a normal Quilava. I was the last cub, her third litter. They released me to a reserve after months of growing up separated from my parents.

And here I am now. Pokemon accept me now, I’m known for being “the odd Quilava’s” son. I know most of the friendly pokemon in the reserve and I had definitely not seen this Gardevoir before. Their were a few Gardevoir and Gallade mating pairs, and I assumed it must be a daughter who wanted to “break from the norm”

I trotted over, smiling brightly, and sat down next to the Gardevoir, and turned to look up at it. It looked at me sadly, before speaking in my mind.
“You must be Aydan” I reeled back in shock – the voice was definitely masculine. Sighing, it looked down.
“I know, I male.” I was confused, to say the least
“But… you’re a Gardevoir…” He looked at me
“I never evolved into Gallade. I searched for days and days for a Dawn stone, but it was just too late…” Pain twisted his face. “I cut my hair, changed the dress, but I still look so…female. I can’t go anywhere, not like this” I patted his back sadly. “Whats your name?”

He looked out across the lake he had been sitting by. “My name is I”