The last time he had been this frightened was when he awoke one night to Type: Null screaming as it tried to claw its helmet off. An unexpected visitor sheds some light on the mysterious Plate. (Haudion/Cutebonesshipping, written for theme #76, "Broken Pieces", third in the Isolation series)

You say that we haunt you. But truth has a terrible habit of being an ugly thing. Makes things go sideways and backwards. Awful, really. It's a bit ironic, yes? We don't haunt you, child. But I sorely wish we did.

Very first Fanfic: When Skyla, a young pokemon trainer, wakes up in a world without humans and finds herself in the body of an eevee, she is forced into an adventure that will span the region, and even the world, to solve the mystery behind feral pokemon and the mythical legendaries. Will she and her new found friend Max save their home, or will they be consumed by darkness?

Back in the days when Yveltal was awake, he had accepted the challenge of a battle, but got not what he expected...