Two years ago…
A wounded seventeen year old ran to the poke center, holding the quivering form of a flareon. He looked just like nixuliium, for he is nixuliium, known back then as nixus. His entire body was cut, blood flowing free, his right eye a empty socket, and his arm and ribs broken. He slammed into the poke center door, falling. His flareon slid to the counter as nixus laid on the floor, bleeding. Trainers in there ran over to him, while nurse joy ran to tend to the pokemon. "Lad! What happened! LAD!" a voice yelled, but nixus was losing his sight, and soon fell comatose.
Five months later…
Nixus shot up, from his medical bed, startling the nurse. "Umbra!" was all he thought as he tried to get up, but the nurse held him down. "Doctor! The patient is awake!" she shouted. A doctor ran in, and helped the nurse restrain nixus. "Calm down kid!" the doctor said, but nixus kept struggling. The nurse stabbed a needle into his arm, and it went numb. Soon, he fell back asleep.