Here's number two!
Love
Perhaps love was a myth. Perhaps love was only in little children's stories.
He had never experienced enough of it to get a good idea of it.
What is love?
It was apparently the bond between two souls, one that took but an instant to break, yet could hold against a thousand years of darkness.
But what was it? Really?
Could he ever hope to feel it in this black heart of his?
Could he possibly ever know what it was to be loved? To love?
What could it do to him?
How would it come?
All these questions flew through the Umbreon's mind as he sat in the entrance to a cave, looking out over the valley where he once had lived. Now, it meant no more to him than a speck of dust, one more blot on his existence.
He watched it burn.
Love.
Love couldn't save those dying right now.
Love couldn't help the young ones trapped in the burning houses.
Love couldn't silence the screams.
He watched the flames lick the trees and as they were consumed, he couldn't understand it.
Why was it like this?
Why did people love?
It couldn't save them from the living hell that they were in.
It couldn't stop them from having their hearts broken.
Why then?!
What was the point?
He couldn't understand it, much less find a reason for it.
Love… That force that bound mates. That bound a mother and her kits. That linked all who embraced it, but he could never experience it.
Why?!
How did it come about!?
How did this force bind Pokémon and Humans alike?
How?!
Why?!
This force. This feeling.
Love.
