Blake: I don’t remember allowing anything like you to be created or let in. Where did you come from, and why are you here?
Shit, I’m so dead… Jolokia told himself, staring the brown-haired man in the face. He’s never going to sit there and believe the truth, but… Arceus, this is one time I really hate being such a bad liar! Think, damn it, think!
The male’s blue-green eyes softened their surprised gaze just a tad, as he tried to at least put on an air of confidence despite the clear uneasiness he felt. Heart racing, he decided to speak the truth, even if he knew it would likely turn out to be his final words. Even in this time of need he couldn’t bring himself to come up with a good fib, so it was time to just spill it.
"Um, well, uh.. sir…" the Skymintaur began, nervously clenching his hands into fists as he spoke in plain human-speak. "My name is Jolokia, and I’m a tauric Pokemon. Basically, I’m what you’d get if you had a human-like Pokemon from the waist up and a quadrupedal one below. Specifically, I’m a hybrid of Sky-Shaymin and Ninetales… though most just call me a Skymintaur since the Skymin DNA is far more prevalent. The tails are more just decoration and for flame control."
"And how I got here? The thing is, I honestly don’t remember anything except being back at Pinwheel Forest in Unova with my daughter… everything else is kind of a hazy blur. I did wake up in this odd underground cellar place, and I had chains strapped onto my limbs and my neck kind of stung on the left side. And I had this collar wrapped around my neck, same symbol as the one on Ember’s.”
"There was this really weird shadowy figure that claimed someone had sent out a hit on me to be delivered here, or something. All I know is, when he untied me, and after I came out of the cellar, I was right in front of the headquarters building. I don’t know where I am, I don’t know how the shadow got me here… I just… am. I’m guessing by the collar that apparently whoever kidnapped me had plans to use me, but I wasn’t able to get him to say much before he disappeared on me."
His ears lowered slightly as he finished recounting his tale. “That’s truly all I remember, sir. I don’t have any intentions of being some sort of ‘hero’ or anything like that. I’m lost, likely far away from home, confused about how I even got here, and I’m really unsure of what the hell I’m supposed to be doing. I mean, I have this collar, so I’d presume I’d somehow be of use to you… or, at least, that’s what that shadow thought when he brought me here…”