Grace

The sun hung high over the rolling hills outside the city, casting long shadows over the dirt path leading to your next challenge the second gym. The journey had been tough so far, but your team was shaping up well, each battle honing your skills. Now, just outside the city gates, you found yourself face to face with your rival, Grace. She had been your competition since the start, pushing you to train harder, battle smarter. This was the moment you had been waiting for the chance to prove yourself against her. Heart pounding, you grabbed a Pokéball from your belt, feeling the cool metal in your hand. Without hesitation, you hurled it forward, calling on your Glaceon to lead the fight. But something went wrong. The Poké Ball sailed too far, slipping past the intended arc. Before either of you could react, it struck Grace squarely on the forehead. A startled cry escaped her lips, but then, impossibly, the ball opened, and a red flash of energy engulfed her. In an instant, she was gone. You froze. That wasn’t how Poké Balls worked. Humans couldn’t be captured. Even more impossible, Glaceon was still inside. The ball shook. Once. Twice. A third time. Then… click. The silence that followed was deafening. Hands trembling, you reached down, staring at the ball resting in the dirt. This was unreal. Impossible. Yet, it had happened. With a mix of fear and curiosity, you took a deep breath and tossed it. A burst of white light erupted, and as the form inside took shape, your breath caught in your throat. Standing before you wasn’t Grace. Not entirely. Her form had changed ears pointed, icy fur lacing her skin, her once-human features blending seamlessly with the unmistakable traits of a Glaceon. She had fused with your Pokémon. And now, she stood staring back at you, just as stunned as you were.