Chapter 2
The sun slowly rose across the horizon, signaling morning. The tall grass in the plains was wet with dew. The sound of crickets chirping flooded the area. Sylveon yawned and started to stretch out somewhere among the grass. She squinted at the harsh sunlight that temporarily blinded her. With slow movements she drearily dragged herself off to the nearby river. It had been a few days since she ran into that mysterious dragon. She hasn't seen that dragon since either. Would she ever see the dragon again? She didn't know.
At the riverbank she dunked her head into the river to wake herself up. After shaking off the water she started to take a few sips of water from the river when she noticed something peculiar across the river. It was what looked like a little red head with black eyes and yellow pupils sticking out behind a tree. She thought it looked familiar but couldn't remember where she had seen it before. Intrigued, she jumped across the river and slowly walked up to the head. She was within the head's reach when she finally remembered what it was. Unfortunately for her, it was already too late. The head jolted forward and forcefully clamped her right ear. She let out a sharp yelp as the claw sunk deep into her ear drawing a small amount of blood. She swatted the claw away and fled back across the river. She turned around to see a wild scizor pursuing her. She turned back around and started to run in the opposite direction.
There was something wrong with this scizor. Normally they aren't very aggressive unless you attack them and mainly use their claws to intimidate their foes rather than to lure them.* Scizor only prey on other bugs, and aren't very territorial, so why was it chasing Sylveon? Not only that, but where did it come from? She has lived in this forest for a while and this is the first time she's seen a wild scizor in it. She didn't know the answer to either of these questions, but she did know she couldn't win against it in a fight, so she continued to run.
Eventually she came to the source of the river: a waterfall. Frustrated, she turned around to see the scizor still pursuing her. She was now trapped with a waterfall to her back, a river to her side, and a scizor closing in on her. She couldn't jump into the river as carvanha are known to inhabit it and it was also too wide to cross now. The scizor was close enough now where she could see its eyes. They weren't natural; they were distorted in a way that frightened her. The most frightening thing about them was that it looked familiar, like she had seen those twisted eyes before but didn't want to remember where from. The scizor came closer and closer. It began to open and close its claws furiously, like a predator playing with its food. It was clearly enjoying itself. Sylveon was scared, more scared than she had been in a long time. Her heart began to race, and sweat poured down her face. She tried to scream but couldn't; she was petrified. She closed her eyes and turned away. The sound of the constant snapping of its claws grew louder and louder until it suddenly stopped.
She heard a loud crash and flinched. Surprised she was still unharmed; she opened her eyes to investigate what had happened. She gasped at the sight before her: the dragon she saw in the clearing was levitating in front of her facing the scizor it had knocked away from her not a moment too soon. Aggravated, the scizor got up and rushed toward the dragon. The dragon, still calmly floating in place, opened its right head and took aim at the rushing scizor. A second later flames spit out from its right head and engulfed the scizor. The scizor fell to its knees in pain and tried to block the flames with its claws, but to no avail. Not even a minute had passed before the flames stopped and the only thing that remained of the attacking scizor was a pile of ashes.
Sylveon, astounded at how easily the dragon defeated the scizor, stared at it in amazement. The dragon turned towards Sylveon and met her gaze. It wore that same face from before: its countenance was overall calm, but there was a hint of solemnity there as well. Sylveon smiled and barked once as if thanking the dragon for saving her life. It had no reaction and continued to float in place. Worried, Sylveon frowned and took a step towards it. The dragon's gaze shifted to her bloody ear and rested there for a moment. Sylveon didn't notice what it was looking at until it was too late. After a moment it flew straight up into the sky and off in the direction of the faraway mountain across the grassland. Instinctively Sylveon rushed to where the dragon had been and watched as it flew across the land. Sylveon, determined to learn more about the dragon, rushed off in the direction of the grassland.
*Pokedex Entry (Platinum): Scizor – It raises its pincers with eyelike markings for intimidation. It also swings them down dangerously.