Greg was pleased with himself. He'd just won a water-pokemon tourney, well; he'd trained his Vaporeon, Eon to win it, and succeeded. But he was still pleased with himself. He was more pleased with Eon, though, and was treating it to a day at the beach. Eon didn't know this yet, actually, Eon had been sleeping in his pokeball ever since the tournament. Greg didn't blame him. That last battle with the Staryu had been tough. It knew Thunder, but Eon had triumphed. This proved to Greg that Eon had been the real winner here, since Greg hadn't trained Eon to deal with that sort of situations. He'd been to a pokemon centre, there was actually one adjoining where the tournament was being held, and got Eon healed, after that, Eon went to sleep, and Greg put him back inside his pokeball. Greg had already decided to stay for as long as Eon wanted, which Greg knew could be quite a long time, but Greg didn't particularly care. All he wanted was for Eon to enjoy himself.

When he arrived at the beach, Greg let Eon out of his pokeball. Eon was still sleeping. Greg expected as much, but he'd stay until Eon woke up, and then for as long as Eon wanted to stay at the beach. He sat down, and started to think up strategies in his mind. Strategies to make Eon strong against other types. Grass was a particular worry of Greg's, but he was just doing it to pass the time. He had no intention of training Eon that day. Eon woke up. A little quickly, Greg thought. His eyes were unusually blue, but Greg didn't think much of this. Eon was excited, he could tell that. Eon was heading towards the water. He expected as much. "This day is for you." He said. Eon beckoned to him to follow. [Odd] thought Greg, but he started to follow Eon towards the sea. After he had passed the rough rocks, Greg could see that Eon wanted to play with him in the water. He slipped off his shoes and socks, and then ran towards his Vaporeon.

He waded out a short distance until he was in about six inches of water, and Eon splashed him with its tail. "Two can play at that game!" He yelled playfully at his Eon, and used his hands to splash water back at his Vaporeon. He got himself wetter than he got Eon, and it wouldn't of mattered how wet Eon got, but the Vaporeon went backwards, playfully, anyway. Actually, Greg got himself wetter than his Vaporeon had. Eon's eyes were getting bluer, but still Greg didn't notice. Eon came up behind him onto the beach, and pulled a powerful water gun on him from behind. Greg fell forwards, into the water. He sat up, turning towards Eon. "Now that's just not fair." He yelled, but making it clear in his tone that he was only joking. He didn't see what Eon had in his tail. Eon flipped his tail, using it to act as a catapult, and flung two rocks at Greg, which hit him at speed on the side of the head. One knocked him unconscious, the other broke the skin. Blood started gushing out of Greg's head, turning the seawater a distinct blue.

Eon blinked, his eyes went back to being black. He gave out a cry and started running towards his trainer. There might still be time to save Greg, the Vaporeon thought. He got to the waters edge and then stopped. He blinked again. His eyes were as blue as when he flung the rocks at Greg. He smiled, and slowly turned round, before walking towards the coast. He passed Greg's shoes and socks, and flung them at Greg like the rocks. A sock landed on Greg's head, a shoe on his butt. It was a final injustice to Greg that Eon served.

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A giant Lapras awakened, then blinked. It had felt Eon's pain. It gave out a loud cry of anger. It raised its head to its full extent, and cried out again. But it was alone in its cave. It turned towards the entrance, and started to swim towards it. The dead had been done. The process had been set in motion. The process was unstoppable now, and the dead could not be undone. The second true one had been awakened.