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Prologue

Four years ago. It was a beautiful day in the region Kalos. The sky was a refreshing blue, the sun cast down warm, gentle light. Fletchlings chirped and bunnelbys bounded around, cheerfully sending greetings to the other pokemon around them. But, unfortunately not everyone was that cheerful.

On Route 20, also known as the Winding Woods, two ralts brothers weren't sharing the joy the others were.

"Arthur, if thou refuseth to stoppeth thine's swift running, than I shall be forced to cause thou to do so against thy will!" Morgan the ralts yelled at his brother. His large white feet were failing miserably to bring him closer to Arthur, who was a much faster runner than him.

Arthur, who was also a ralts, looked back at his slightly younger brother with a sneaky grin and shouted back, "Sounds good, but no thanks." He started running even faster, chuckling at his slower, clumsier brother's attempts to keep up with him.

Morgan stopped running and took sharp intakes of breath. His brother stopped running and turned around to look at him, shaking his head. "Oh come on, is that the best you can do?" he taunted. Morgan scowled and decided it was time to play dirty, sending the move Confusion towards his mocker.

Arthur stumbled back, suddenly grew confused, and starting stumbling around while accidently hitting himself in the face. Morgan grinned and walked towards him, still panting. Arthur collapsed on the ground after smacking himself in the head in an attempt to punch the ralts that was standing next to him. Morgan stood over his brother with a smug expression on his face and said, "I warned thee". A gothita named Lorelei was walking by, and seeing her, Arthur snapped out of his confusion.

Morgan sighed as his brother immediately jumped to his feet and ran over to Lorelei. Morgan knew of his brother's affections for her, but he still thought making conversation every time she was around was a bit excessive. "My dear brother, thee have acquired the attention span of a vigoroth full of sugar," he said loud enough for Arthur to hear.

Arthur clearly didn't care as he made no response, instead tapping the gothita on the shoulder to get her attention. Her blue eyes slowly rolled in her head to direct her dull gaze towards him. "Hiya Lori!" he said confidently, though Morgan knew he was consumed by nervousness.

"Hello Arthur," she said with a tone drained of any form of emotions. She stared directly at him, her gaze drilling through him to stare at the essence of his very soul. At least that's what Morgan saw before leaving Arthur to be caught in his own web of awkwardness.

The sun still rose and set that day.

Two years later. It was an average day in Kalos, the blue sky was dotted with clouds and the sun was struggling to shine behind one. Fletchlings slept in their nests and bunnelbys hopped around kept to themselves. But fortunately not everyone was in such a dull mood.

Back in the Winding Woods, two kirlia brothers named Arthur and Morgan were cheerfully running and leaping in circles. Arthur stopped and yelled out, "I can't believe we finally evolved!" while throwing his arms up into the air. Morgan nodded in agreement, knowing that if he were to speak it would come out in excited squeals.

Both of them jumped at the sound of creaking and leafs shaking. They shook as they looked at the angry trevenant named Miss Hellebore their rejoicing had awoken. "Shut up!" she bellowed at them. A noctowl named Mister Zephyr that had been resting on her head flapped his wings and sent a glare at them. Yet before she could yell at them, her head snapped in a different direction as if she had heard a sound. Zephyrs's head also swiveled in the same direction, completely forgetting the kirlia brothers in a matter of seconds.

Arthur and Morgan glanced at each other while the she remained frozen. The two Emotion Pokemon standing in front of her could feel the waves of pure, uncontrolled rage that were coming from her. Morgan stepped forward a little and cleared his throat to say, "Um, Miss, is anything upsetting thou right now?"

A deep echoing growl emitted from her "throat" and Zephyr started to flap in what was either anger or distress. "Someone…someone…SOMEONE CUT DOWN A TREE!" she bellowed in outrage, and started running away from them. Morgan and Arthur learned that trevenants can run very, very fast if they wish to do so.

Soon the forest was filled with the sound of trevenants all moving with incredible speed towards one point. Morgan and Arthur held close to each other while bellows of rage and the rustling sound of the entire forest shaking in pure anger. Shadows passed by and over them, only being illuminated by one glowing red eye.

When all movement near them seemed to stop, they pulled away from each other.

"OW!" a familiar voice cried out, causing Morgan to jump and hide his face, while causing Arthur to run in the direction the voice came from. Morgan looked up from his hands and leapt after his brother.

They skidded to a halt in front of where the cry had come from. Lorelei the gothorita was trying to help her best friend, a jigglypuff named Marcy, from under a fallen tree. Marcy kept crying out when Lorelei would try to use her psychic powers to move the branch and only ended up dropping it on her again.

Marcy moaned, "Oh, ow, ow" until Lorelei failed her third attempt in which she cried out again.

Arthur asked, "Are you okay? Can we help?" while Morgan looked for the fallen tree's origin. It appeared that something had pushed the tree aside with great force, uprooting it completely. It probably wasn't the tree the Miss Hellebore had been referring to, since there was no cut nor were they surrounded by murderous trevenants.

"Sorry," Lorelei apologized to Marcy, and turned to look at Arthur and Morgan, and looked shocked for a split second at their evolved forms before returning to a neutral expression. "If you want to know what, some trevenants ran by and pushed the tree on top of Marcy," she explained "Pretty pathetic that they make a big deal about the slightest damage to a tree, but damage them themselves sometimes. Also, yes I would appreciate the help greatly."

"Yes. Help is very good," Marcy said, sounding slightly muffled due to her face resting in the grass and dirt. "And I would appreciate it if you didn't drop it on me."

Arthur and Morgan stood next to Lorelei, they could both sense Marcy's growing fear and anxiety, and Lorelei's inner battle between calm and nervous. It caused Morgan to tremble while his brother tried to focus on the task at hand.

Lorelei took a deep breath and said, "Okay, we lift in three, three…two…ONE!"

They all focused with all their might, and the tree was surrounded in bright pink psychic energy. It very slowly started floating up into the air, though Marcy was still unable to get out. Arthur was also trying to lift the regular way, though it was hard to tell if it was helping or not. Slowly, very slowly, Marcy inched her way out little by little, until she lost her patience. She lived up to her title of "Balloon Pokemon" and inflated herself to widen her opening.

Once she freed herself completely, they dropped the tree to the ground with a loud thud. "Woo-Hoo!" she shrieked while bouncing up and down excitedly. Lorelei collapsed on the ground panting, as did Morgan. Marcy cheerfully giggled and cooed, "Thanks you guys!" her expression became slightly confused and she wondered aloud, "But what do you think all those trevenant were running around for?"

Morgan rubbed his temples while Arthur answered, "I dunno, but Miss Hellebore said something about someone cutting down a tree and ran off. And it seemed that all the other trevenants followed her example. It seems like a big deal over a tree, it kind of makes me want to see what was going on."

Lorelei got up and dusted herself off, before she looked at Arthur with the same pure focus that she did whenever they spoke. "I see you and Morgan evolved, quite impressive. As for your interest in the trevenants stirring, it's no big deal," she said in a slow and dull tone, a habit that made conversations with her long-winded. She explained how it wasn't uncommon for trevenants to attack people who cut down or harmed trees in their area. She also explained that it was just that Miss Hellebore who had a way of stirring up all of them.

At that point in her very, very, very slow explanation, Marcy had fallen asleep by a tree, and Morgan was losing his patience.

"Also, I would like to thank you for helping me get Marcy out from under that tree, it was noble of you to run to our aid," she said, with faint signs of admiration slipping into her words, and even more of it radiating from her. This caused irritation to prick Morgan, leaving a bleeding wound that oozed anger.

Arthur was too lovestruck by her charming words to notice his brother's frustration. Morgan knew that Lorelei could only seem to see Arthur if they were around each other, but it wouldn't have killed her to thank Morgan too. To keep his anger from growing even further, he decided it might be time to leave. They were used to it and simply ignored Morgan's sudden absence.

He stumbled away, tripping over more trees the trevenants had uprooted. After his fifth face plant, he started hearing things. There was the familiar growling of a trevenant, but there was something else…it sounded like a human.

"Zelda, use Shadow Claw!" a male human voice shouted, shocking Morgan with how close his voice sounded. It was joined by the sound of a trevenant crying out and falling to the ground.

Morgan lowered himself to the ground and crawled over to where he heard the voice coming from. He crawled through some long grass as quietly as he could and prayed he wasn't in the trainer's line of view. He could sense the trainer's emotion, it was slightly nervous, probably since the Winding Woods wasn't the most comforting place. His other emotions were confused and slightly happy, which confused Morgan.

He might have been confused from the sudden trevenant movement. That was one question answered, but why was he happy? Morgan's curiosity peaked and he raised his head slightly above the grass to get a look at the trainer. He saw a young boy with black hair and dark eyes standing in the center of a massacre. It seemed like every trevenant in the woods were knocked out cold at his feet. Behind him was a tiny tree with a clean cut splitting it through its center.

"Nice going Zeld, you stopped all them," the trainer praised, turning Morgan's attention to what he was praising.

Zelda was beautiful, despite the fact that she was a doublade. Two beautiful polished blades attached to golden hilts wrapped with lovely cloth the color of a Colbur Berry. She caused Morgan to be so entranced that he didn't notice that he had blown his hiding spot. He didn't even notice her light pink eyes staring at him with a cold expression.

Morgan only realized his mistake when the trainer shouted, "Woah! A kirlia! I didn't know those could be found here!" and caused him to snap back to reality.

"Sorry about this kid," Zelda said coldly, before both swords lashed out at him. Morgan felt both agonizing pain and something hit him on the head. He looked over to see a pokeball opening up, and everything went white.

The sun rose that day, and it set with a family missing one member, and another family gaining one.

Two more years passed. It was a crummy day in Kalos, especially in Snowbelle Town. A blizzard whipped around the town, sending snow everywhere. It was night, and the moon was nothing more than a faint light through the clouds.

A tall, thin figure trudged through the snow while visibly shaking. They collapsed on the ground once they reached the cover of the Winding Woods. A male gardevoir curled into a ball, shivering and taking shaky breaths. He barely raised his head at the sound of approaching footsteps.

A gallade carrying several Kasib berries walked over to the huddled figure with a worried expression. The gardevoir managed a shocked expression at the familiar eyes and posture the newcomer carried. Upon seeing the gardevoir's face, the gallade's arms went somewhat limp, dropping several berries.

"M-Morgan," he stuttered, before shaking his head and saying, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just thinking of-"

"Arthur?" the gardevoir croaked weakly while trying to sit up.

Arthur dropped the remaining berries he was holding. His mind was working faster than it ever had before. Morgan was also confused, but he had more understanding of the situation than his bother did. He managed to stand with his knees knocking together rapidly.

He raised his hand to quiet Arthur, who was rapidly asking questions as fast as his brain was thinking of them. "It is I, your brother," he spoke firmly, even though tears were rapidly trying to fill his eyes.

Arthur's confused thoughts cleared slightly, and one thought shone through his clouded mind. Morgan, his brother, was back. He threw his arms around Morgan before he could even continue his sentence. Hugging his brother back, the freezing gardevoir had tears streaming down his face along with a giant grin.

Arthur pulled away, sharing Morgan's big smile. He punched Morgan in the arm and excitedly yelled, "I don't know where you've been or what's going on, but it's great to have you back!"

Unfortunately Morgan was still weak and collapsed like a card house the second Arthur punched him. Arthur apologized repeatedly while helping his brother up, deciding the conversation should continue in a warmer area. He led his brother throughout the woods that had changed quite a bit since the last time Morgan was there.

They finally reached their home, the Pokemon Village. Frost covered the many flowers, which was uncommon even in winter or fall. A warm glow was visible from where the brothers were, showing the location of their father Pyre.

He didn't need Arthur to show him the way to where their parents were. He walked through the flowers that brushed cold frost against his skin and nearly reached up to his neck. What he found was his sleeping mother and father cuddled together, surrounded by sleeping pokemon attracted to Pyre's fiery warmth.

Arthur shuffled up to his brother, cringing at the icy flowers' touch. He smiled at a female gothorita whose head was bobbing back and forth as she tried to sleep. He looked over to Morgan, whose tears were once again spilling down his face.

Arthur nudged him with the blade on his arm. "Everyone's really missed you. We thought we'd never see you again. We especially didn't expect you to be all evolved," he said.

"I didn't think I would see you either," Morgan weakly replied, wiping away his tears before smiling at Arthur. "I really didn't think you would evolve, much less into a gallade."

Arthur cleared his throat, "So, I guess we should talk now huh?"

Morgan simply nodded. They sat down next to the gothorita, and Morgan's eyes widened upon recognizing his childhood friend. He mouthed "Lorelei?" to Arthur, who nodded.

"So, would you mind if I started?" Morgan asked, taking a deep breath once Arthur shook his head. "Well, as you may already know...I was captured. That's where I have been for these past… roughly two years, right?"

Arthur forced a small smile and said, "Yeah, we were told by a noctowl that had witnessed it. And, it may be hard to believe, but Miss Hellebore kept beating herself up for not stopping it somehow." He sighed while shaking his head slightly, and looked at his brother with a sad expression he was unable to hide.

He talked about how their family worried about their missing member, and how other pokemon tried to comfort them. He spoke in a un-Arthur-like monologue fashion, the sighing didn't add up either. Except every long sentence or sigh was countered by a goofy smile when he looked at the brother he had missed so much.

"So how were things on your side Morgan?" Arthur asked when he had completed his speech.

"Morgan" put his face slightly in his hand and muttered under his breath, "Oh right, I guess you wouldn't know that. But my name is Percival now."

Arthur cocked his head and asked, "What?"

"Well, that's the name my trainer gave me, I've gotten used to it after two years," Percival said while shifting uncomfortably under Arthur's gaze. "But if you wish to continue calling me Morgan, that is perfectly fine as well."

Arthur yawned and half spoke half mumbled, "Nah, I'll call you Percival if you want…it kind of sounds cool. Oh yeah, what did ever happen with your trainer? I mean, you're here so something must have happened."

Percival tensed up immediately, his eyes becoming a whirlpool of anxiety and pain. Arthur didn't see this and continued asking related questions while looking at Lorelai.

"My trainer abandoned me okay! Now enough of thy questions!" Percival snapped harshly.

If a gallade could get any paler, Arthur did. He stared at his brother, only to notice his eyes watering and his expression pained and angry. He opened his mouth several times, though no words managed to escape from it.

"I am so sorry, I…I just…" Percival stuttered with guilt suddenly overwhelming his anger.

"It's, uh, okay," Arthur said, gulping nervously and unconsciously leaning away from his brother. "I was being a too nosy, sorry," he said while trying to regain some courage.

Lorelei and several other pokemon shifted and turned in their sleep, some blinking their eyes open. Some yelped in surprise at the sight of the two new figures, even more so at an unfamiliar gardevoir. Once their mother awoke, it didn't take her long to recognize her long lost son.

There was much rejoicing and many sun set that day with a family made complete again, and Arthur muttering under his breath, "That wasn't his voice, whose voice did I hear?"

Author's Note: Yes, I know it's long-winded and sucks, but I would still appreciate feedback. I would also like to note that, so far, I've enjoyed writing Lorelai's dialogue the most. She seems to always be one or two topics behind what is currently being talked about, I also found I enjoy being able to monologue.