Chapter 1
The sound of water rushing through the grassland filled the area. If you were to close your eyes and listen carefully you might be able to hear the distant sound of ninjask crying in the nearby forest. This river empties into a small lake that is home to many tempting delights, the most famous of which is magikarp. It is for this reason that Sylveon once again made her way down along this riverbank to the lake. She slowly walked up to the edge of the lake and stopped. She took a moment to look at her surroundings. There were some trees surrounding the area, and outside of those trees is a large plain. If you were to venture across that grassland you would encounter a mountain that seemed to tower above the Earth. Sylveon's ribbons fluttered in the gentle breeze and the bright sun shone on her beautiful fur while she took in her surroundings.
Finally she lied down on her stomach and began to watch the lake. In the lake she saw her reflection staring back at her. She saw her fine pink ears, her pretty ribbon next to her left ear, her beautiful white fur, and her deep blue eyes. She became fixated on her eyes; there was something about them that kept her undivided attention. She could not stop staring at her eyes. Like a black hole, the eyes staring back at her were deep and empty and seemed to drag her very being down into nothingness. She was only saved when a magikarp swam by her and broke her reflection. She dived into the water and tried to snatch the magikarp. After a moment she rose out of the water empty-handed. She shook the water off her fur and looked back at the lake. It was like this every day. Ever since she started living in this forest she came to this lake every day and tried to catch a magikarp. So far she has been unsuccessful in every attempt. With a defeated countenance, she slowly walked back into the forest, her constant failure weighing her down.
Sylveon once again began to look for berries for nourishment. Once she tried to hunt deerling in the grassland and not only failed at catching one but also angered the nearby sawsbuck that started to attack her. She barely managed to escape and since then began to rely on berries for food. Truly it seemed like there was nothing she excelled at. Maybe it was this truth that her empty eyes were trying to convey to her.
You're useless.
At that moment Sylveon heard something growling somewhere in the forest. It was a sound she had never heard before. Curious, she decided to investigate. She hid behind a tree and to her amazement saw a creature she had never seen before. In a small clearing was a dragon that resembled a hydra. It had three heads, one main head and two smaller heads where its hands should be. On its neck is a purple flower-like collar which opens to its head. The main head is a dark blue and its eyes are black with purple pupils. Similar to its main head, its other heads on its hands are also blue with black eyes and purple pupils. Its other heads also have small collars on their necks. It has six thin, black wings on its back. On its stomach are two overall-like purple stripes. Its feet appear non-existent, having no claws or defined soles. Its tail also has a purple stripe with a black spot on the end of it.
After taking in its appearance Sylveon noticed its odd behavior. It was breathing heavily and growled every time it tried to prop itself up only to fall back down immediately. It was then that she noticed all the blood and scars that adorned its skin. Without hesitation she jumped out from behind the tree and slowly started to approach the injured dragon. The dragon noticed Sylveon immediately and growled at her threateningly. The dragon was so intimidating that even other healthy dragons would stay far, far away from this ferocious creature. Sylveon flinched and was about to run away when she saw his eyes. He had the eyes of an injured, cornered animal, but there was something else about them that drew her to them. She once again slowly made her way up to the injured dragon. The dragon continued to growl at Sylveon and never took its gaze off her as she slowly approached the dragon. Finally she was within the dragon's reach. She looked into its eyes again and became fixated on them. They were so different than the ones she saw in the lake. She closed her eyes and for the first time in a long time and smiled. The dragon was about to attack when it felt something that made it stop. Sylveon began to glow and give off a distinct light. The light was warm and soothing; it was something the dragon had never felt before. The dragon's wounds began to close and its energy was restored.
Sylveon opened her eyes to see the now injured dragon levitating in front of her. Amazed, she stared at the dragon in bewilderment. The dragon was still frowning, but it also had a calm look to it was well. The dragon met her gaze for a moment then flew off into the sky toward the far away mountain. Sylveon sat there for a while, as if in deep thought about the events that transpired during that fateful day.
