"Sylveon, as the stars in the night shine before us, and your silky ribbons sway in their light, may you use the guidance of the night sky to throw the quick stars at our enemies!" Valerie cried out. Sylveon used Swift on me, and I was hit.

"It seems that we have a weakling in here!" the Sylveon chuckled in a French masculine voice. Wait a minute... that Sylveon was a... a boy?!

"H-hey! Take that back!" I barked, whimpering like a little pup.

"No thanks, you little runt. Oops, did I hurt your wittle feewings?" he asked me before laughing out loud.

"Arcanine, use Swift, too!" Tim told me. I howled loudly as swirling stars appeared at my side, hitting the Fairy Type.

"Oh, you little..." he growled.

"Sylveon, Sylveon, Sylveon! As you dazzle throughout your gleaming show stage, use your most gleaming move and do not hassle as you dazzle!" the Gym Leader nearly shouted.

I closed my eyes tightly as the floor lit up. This was it. This was the end of me. I was going to faint like those Pokemon at the meadow and then when they try to heal me, it'll be too late and I'd already be dead by then.

I'm so, so, SO, sorry, mother, father, brother, and my dear sister. This should've never happened. It shouldn't have.

I opened my eyes to see that... I was still in the gym...?

I felt barely damaged, only a little bit.

Wait a minute...

That Dazzling Gleam...

It didn't faint me?!

"What?! I thought that this baby would knock out anybody at ANY time! This experience can't be saying the exact opposite! No! NO!" Sylveon shouted.

"Ha-ha-ha! You stupid Sylveon! I'm not effected by your Dazzling Gleam! So without further ado, LET'S. BATTLE!" I howled.

I'd done it.

I'd won!

I'd defeated that wretched Sylveon!

Hah! Eat my dirt, meanie!

Me, Startle and Earlta all got our ten Pokepuffs. We shared it with the others while Tim wasn't watching, however.

Valerie gave my trainer a TM and the Fairy Badge and we went to go camp on Route 14 to camp, but I'm soooooooooooo happy!

While Tim roasted marshmallows for himself - he's still grumpy, I don't get that! - me and the party talked.

"So, Arca." Stessie sighed. "Why were you so nervous about that whole Sylveon thing?" I flinched. Oh, Arceus, it hurt to remember... and it was such a long time ago... it felt as if it was just yesterday when I witnessed the death of our protector... our guardian...

I inhaled, exhaled, and then breathed in again. "Well, you see..." I started.

I barked, playing tag with my older brother. I was just a young Growlithe, and my brother, a Arcanine, was teaching me about catching prey. He was about to give me tips on pouncing before we heard loud shouting outside.

We peered out of the cave to see our guardian, Tapu Koko, yelling at a Sylveon for attacking two young Littens who were nothing more than level 5. Apparently, the two Littens were playing around until they bumped into the Sylveon. She had a HUGE temper, and ran after them, using a Dazzling Gleam on them. Even though there were type advantages, there was also level advantages, causing the two Littens to faint and... and... and die.

Tapu Koko had seen the whole thing, and came down to lecture her. Unexpectedly, instead of bowing down and apoligizing and taking her punishment, the Sylveon yelled to him back. It soon became an arguement, until the Eeveelution eventually became fed up with him and blasted all of her moves at him, spamming them like crazy. Sadly, our guardian couldn't dodge or fight back, due to shock.

Soon, he died and the Sylveon ran off in the forest, never to be seen or heard of again...

There was some silence between them until Stessie finally croaked.

"Wow... that's just... sad..." The Sawsbuck said, and I nodded.

Suddenly, the sound of hissing came from nowhere. And no, it was NOT the fire. I know the difference. It sounded like...

A horde!

A horde of Ekans!