Prolog: The Midnight Train Ride
"Zekrom use Fusion Bolt!" yelled Hilda bravely to her mighty electric black dragon Zekrom, the black winged dragon towered over the immaculate battlefield within the throne room of Team Plasma's castle and Zekrom's large tail glowed blue as power coursed through his generator like tail. Zekrom glanced back at his trainer with his deep red eyes and nodded truthfully, before returning his attention to his enemy across the battlefield.
Hilda stood tall with confidence and pride. She was thin and slender. She was exceptionally beautiful and within her dark blue eyes burned a fierce determination to vanquish Team Plasma, along with their leader N. Her long dark brown hair was pulled back in a messy high ponytail and Hilda's favorite pink pokeball baseball cap sat promptly She wore a white tank top, an open black short-sleeved vest, and a pair of damaged blue jean short shorts, with her hot pink satchel draped across her shoulder.
Hilda's blue eyes narrowed as she spotted her opponent standing behind the mighty white dragon Reshiram was the King of Team Plasma N. N was tall and thin. Hilda had once found his mysterious demeanor strangely alluring, but now his bluish gray eyes only stirred anger within her. As their eyes met N smiled and fixed his long tea green hair, which was pulled back in a low ponytail. N wore a long-sleeved black undershirt, a long-sleeved white collared shirt, a pair of beige pants, and a plain black and white cap. Under N's command was the white fire legendary dragon Reshiram, he stood ready awaiting N's command.
Zekrom growled loudly as his tail glowed ever brighter while he charged electrical power. The air around him began to glow dark blue, forming a blue aura around Zekrom. Suddenly a bolt of blue lighting towards Reshiram, catching N off guard. The bolt smashed into Reshiram sending her backward nearly missing N.
"Flamethrower," directed N to his white dragon. A jet of orange flames shot from Reshiram's mouth completely missing Zekrom, but aimed directly at Hilda. Hilda was frozen in place.
"Hilda!" screamed N in terror, before the flames touched into Hilda. Pain seared though Hilda's body as the flames engulfed her body. The two legendary dragons froze when they heard Hilda's intense and pitiful cries of extreme pain. N dashed over to Hilda and attempted to catch her, before she slammed into the ground only to fail.
The next thing Hilda knew she was being cradled in N's arms and he held her tightly. Tears rolled down N's pale face and his bluish gray eyes were puffy from crying.
"Hilda! Hilda! Hilda please stay with me!" cried N choking on his tears. Hilda vision slowly was blocked by a bright blinding white light.
Suddenly Hilda woke up and her hat fell off her head, hitting the floor with a soft thud. Hilda was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat forming on her brow, and she rested her head against the back of the seat. A moment later Hilda yawned and then she grabbed her cap off the floor of her train cabin. The train cabin was dark aside from the sliver moonlight streaming through the large window beside Hilda. Next to Hilda in the seat laid a giant ball of thick dark red and black fur that rose, and fell. In the seat directly across from Hilda slept two humanoid creatures. Beside the window was a tall blue humanoid pokemon with canine-like features called Lucario. Next to Lucario was curled up rested a tall blue and white creature with blue extendable blades on his elbows named Erureido. Both Lucario and Erureido were sound asleep and they snored softly.
Suddenly the large ball of fur began to stir and a black canine muzzle emerged from the red furry mass. The wolf-like black creatures stretched out revealing its grey clawed limbs and shifting its long thick red mane. It stared at Hilda with its fearsome slanted blue eyes.
"Hello Zoroark... sorry did I wake you?" whispered Hilda to the black canine. Zoroark looked back at her with a look that seemed to say, What's wrong?
"I had that dream again," admitted Hilda quietly to Zoroark. Zoroark responded with a soft look to say, "It will be alright," and Zoroark placed its head on Hilda's lap. Hilda ran her fingers through Zoroark's thick dark red mane and she stared out the window watching the twilight landscape go by. Hilda was silent and Zoroark's remained in Hilda's lap.
Just above the edge of the midnight horizon Hilda spotted a white winged creature flying thourgh the starry night sky. The white creature flew up crossing in front of the silver full moon. As the creature crossed over the moon, Hilda saw a familiar silhouette riding on the creature's back. Then the white creature disappeared in a fiery blaze.
"N," whispered Hilda, a single tear rolled down her pale cheek. Then she noticed that Zoroark's weight had disappeared. Hilda turned to see in the spot where Zoroark had been sat N leaning against the wall. Hilda stared sat N in disbelief and N smiled at her mischievously.
"The first time we met I saw in your eyes the most beautiful and pretty girl, that I could want in my life," said N softly, as he inched closer to Hilda. N forced Hilda against the wall of the cabin and Hilda's heart was pounding. N's regal bluish gray eyes twinkled as he leaned in closer.
"Zoroark that's enough," snapped Hilda. N immediately shied away and his eyes turned a deep blue.
"You need to face you fears," said Zoroark, still in the form of N, leaning back against the seat.
"Zoroark...I have no fears," argued Hilda glaring at Zoroark and crossing her arms.
"Ever since we returned to Unova you have been having that reoccurring nightmare and you call out to him in your sleep," pointed out Zoroark.
"I'm still angry with him," remarked Hilda crassly. Zoroark smirked and began to lean in.
"Okay Zoroark change back... you're making me uncomfortable," complained Hilda. Zoroark signed and shifted back into his black foxlike form in a flash of red light. Back in its foxlike form Zoroark rested its head in Hilda's lap and began to purr.
"Maybe we'll meet again someday," whispered Hilda stroking Zoroark's thick red mane. Zoroark smiled mischievously.
