I ran.

I had done so for years now, and this was no different. They'd always been on my tail, but never this close.

I ran. Every muscle of my body ached, shouting at me to stop and surrender.

But my mind would not.

My mind refused to stop, refused to give in and let myself become mindless Pokémon. The fear of what would happen if I did fuelling me.

But, I knew that not even that would last for much longer.

I could hear their shouts, getting closer and closer with every passing second, and my own breath, coming in ragged gasps. I couldn't run much longer. Any moment now, I would fall or trip, ending this futile chase that I had been running my entire life.

Then it finally happened.

My ankle twisted and fell over, colliding with a tree in the process. It was finally all over, I knew. I wouldn't get up again. But still, I struggled. I heard more shouts, getting closer and closer. I finally managed to sit up and look towards them. I might've been down, but I would refuse to go down quietly.

There were only two of them. But that didn't matter.

I glared at them, a primal sounding snarl erupting from me.

Archer and Domino.

I knew them well, having been chased by them since the beginning.

I tried to strike at them with telekinesis, but the fear that once fuelled me now prevented any coherent thought, let alone a psychic attack.

"Take its arms." I heard Archer say, putting down a small silver case. "I'll tranquilise it" she nodded and walked towards me, bringing out on of the black flowers that she was so infamous for. She threw it on the ground, where it exploded in a flash of bright light. I instinctively spun around, expecting an attack from that angle, but was given a hard boot to my back, slamming me to the ground. I let out a sharp mew of pain as she put her full weight on my back and grabbed my arms, bending them backwards far beyond their normal. I tried to shrug her off, using struggle, the last and only move I had the energy and concentration for, but she remained on top of me.

I must have been a pathetic sight, I - the world's most powerful Pokémon - defeated and at the mercy of the one organisation I had sworn to never be a part of.

Even if I could somehow escape them, it would be no use. I was a complete wreck. I hadn't slept in weeks and I honestly couldn't remember the last time I ate something. Every muscle of my body ached from running so much. Chances are they'd catch up with me somewhere else. And next time, I knew it wouldn't be just them.

And if that didn't happen, I'd just succumb to the insanity that all these years of stress and fear were bringing down upon me.

But then again, no matter where I was, I'd be driven insane. That had made itself apparent since day one.

Archer finally walked over, my viewpoint from the ground hiding whatever he was going to do. This was it.

They were going to capture me.

And there was nothing I could do about it.

That was the last thought that went through my head as something cold pressed against the skin of my back.