Linus watched in horror, as the small figure of his Pokemon tumbled to the ground in front of him, a deep wound in its side. Looking up at him, it whimpered faintly, a pool of blood forming around the body of the fallen Umbreon. "UMBRA!" Linus cried, kneeling next to his Pokemon. Unsure of what to do, Holly rushed to his side.

Linus quickly took off his trench coat, trying to use it as a rag to slow the bleeding, as Umbra looked sadly up at him. The Pokemon's breathing was ragged and raspy. As its Trainer watched helplessly, its breathing began to slow. "Umbra! Don't go! Please hold on!"

Smirking, the man spoke again. "It seems your Pokemon really 'took the bullet' for you. I wasn't aiming at it, it just got in the way…" Shrugging, he chuckled. "Either way, your Pokemon doesn't look able to battle anymore…" Suddenly, there was a loud roar, as a large submarine burst from the sea behind the man. Turning, he smiled to himself. "Ah… They've finished then… The Sundial should be suitable compacted and stored now for…. Oh my, I'm talking out loud again! Not here…" He looked back at the chaotic scene he had created, grinning. "I'll be taking my leave now… Goodbye!"

Laughing, the man vaulted over the railings and onto the submarine, turning back to wave at them. "Goodbye, you two! I do hope we don't meet again… for your sake!" As he shut the hatch, the vessel began to sink back into the sea.

As Linus watched, tears streaming down his face, Umbra's head sank slowly, its eyes closing, before the Pokemon lay still. "Umbra!? UMBRA!"

It had been three days since the heist of the Anistar City Sundial, and the death of Umbra. AZ sat solemnly in his hotel room, reflecting on the events that had happened a few days earlier. AZ was filled with regret at not being there when Team Flare had attacked, even if his contribution may not have helped prevent the death of Linus' most beloved Pokemon. He sighed sadly, watching the rain splash against the pavement outside, thinking. A sudden knock on the door caused him to turn, as Holly slowly opened the door. "Is there news of Linus…?" AZ asked her sadly.

Holly shook her head, sitting down beside him. "He's still in his room… AZ, I can't imagine what he's going through right now…"

AZ thought for a moment, nodding sadly. "Just as Linus had, I too have experienced such loss, long long ago…" His thoughts began to drift to the memory of his dearest friend and companion, Floette, the Pokemon he had lost many years before. "A friend, from a time long ago… Even now I still search for her, knowing she is out there, but never getting closer to seeing her return to me…"

Holly listened to what her friend was saying, imagining the pain the two Trainers had been through. "I… I never knew you had lost someone…" she said softly. "I'm so sorry…"

Sighing, AZ got to his feet, his head just about touching the ceiling, before walking over to a nearby table and pouring himself a glass of water. "It matters not at this time. We must not dwell on things of the past, when our friend is in mourning. It is his suffering that we must address…"

"Nurse Joy, please help me! My Pokemon… he's been…!"

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"I'm sorry, there was nothing we could do… He… he didn't make it…"

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"If you wish, we could arrange for him to be transported to the Pokemon Tower in Kanto for a proper burial…."

"No. Umbra… Umbra stays with me, even now…"

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"This function was designed in case Trainers wished to bring a Pokemon they've lost with them, even after they are gone. The Pokeball will preserve the body, but will not open again. If you are sure this is what you want…"

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Linus sat in his room, staring at the dormant Luxury Ball. Memories of that day constantly flashed through his mind, one by one, as his mind relived the nightmare over and over again. Nurse Joy had temporarily taken over the care of his other five Pokemon, insisting that she look after them until he felt able to come to terms with the loss. He hadn't eaten or slept in days, never leaving his chair or averting his gaze from the resting place of the Pokemon dearest to him. His face was tear-streaked, is expression blank. "I will never forget…" he thought to himself as he continued to stare at the capsule. "I will never forgive… I will always remember…"

"Umbra… my dear friend… I will always love you, and I will never forget what they did to you…"