This dream wasn't of the white space or a dark world, but Nora's living room or something close to it. I looked around and saw that it was cut in half. Part of it was Nora's common area with her dining table and fireplace, but the other part was a thick forest that went on for longer than I could see. I waited for something to happen; I didn't know what to expect from this dream. I could feel that it was more than a dream. I knew I was dreaming.

A low growl came from the forest causing a wind to rush through the forest and give the fire under the fire place a new reason to dance more violently. I could feel a call from the growl. It wanted me to come closer. I felt scared, but my curiosity got the better of me and I walked into the forest part of the room.

I walked for a while, following the sound of the growling like a beacon. I came out into a clearing and saw a large dark mass starring back at me. It bore a fang filled smile at me while it's crimson eyes bore into my soul. It's large muscular figure showed off it's power and made it very intimidating. It's fur was just a paler version of my own. It began to smile as I finally figured out what I was look in at.

I felt a shiver run through my spine and my mind screamed at my legs to run as fast as I could away from this place, but fear had a stronger hold my heart, keeping me frozen in place.

The monster became excited at my fear and lunged forward to take me. I cowered in fear and prepared for the overwhelming emotions of rage and anger rush over me, but nothing came. I looked up and saw a large collar and chain kept the beast at bay.

The beast pace back and forth in the distance it had from me. I fell to the ground, stunned from fear and the loss of adrenaline. I watched the beast for a few moments as I steadied my mind.

"Y-you spoke before. You have nothing to say now?" I asked, doing my best keep a steady tone.

A growl rolled from the beast towards me.

"Whhhhhyyyyy? Whyyyy trap?" The beast said.

"Why? You hurt other pokemon. Only causing more pain for others. Of course you needed to be trapped." I yelled at the monster, my anger giving my voice more confidence.

"Oooootherrrrrrrr pokeeeeeeemoooooooon huuuurrrtttt uuusssss. MMMMMuuuuuuussssst prrrrrrroooooooottecct."

The memories of me taking down Seeradans down and Sir Lance's intense trading flowed in front of me.

"I wonder if Katrina's blood is as sweet as Patricia's." Seeradans said.

I looked at the beast and it stared back with a steadfast look in it's eye. I didn't want to accept what the beast was saying to me.

"WWWWiiiiiiilllllll prrrrrrrroooooooteeeeeeeeccccttt." The beast said to me and then began to slowly go back into the darkness of the forest.

I was left alone in the forest, and I waited for my body to wake up and free me from the confusion of what had been revealed to me.

I woke to the sound of a crackling fire. I tried to sit up to see my surroundings, but my waking body refused to function. The pain rolled in and all I could do was groan from how it ached. With every heartbeat, a pulse of pain ran through my body. My muscles tensed and flexed, but they couldn't brace for the pain because of how tired and sore they were. They were only adding to the collective pain of my body. All I could see was a small candle setup near my head and the feeling of straw underneath my back. I couldn't see the rest of my surroundings do to how little of light there was in the room.

"Don't move. Your body is still recovering from yesterday. Your body received too much of a beating." I heard Katrina say from the side of where I laid.

She was kneeling next to me and began to look me over, checking what felt like wrappings and bandages that were placed in random places over my body. She didn't look me in the eye, although I could see the redness from crying in them.

"W-What happened af-"I started.

"You and Luke both feinted from fatigue. Valmeria insisted that we go to her house to rest and recover." Katrina said, cutting my sentence short.

"Where's Carter and Zeina?"

The mention of Zeina's name made Katrina shutter. She slowly tucked her paws back onto her lap and looked me in the eyes. Her violet eyes burning with anger.

"I don't know where she is and I don't care. She led our team here and almost got you killed."

"I think you can understand why she did it, Katrina. She was hurt jus like the rest of those pokemon in the crowd."

"Yes, but she betrayed us."

"She is still a part of our team." I finally said.

She turned away from me and stood. She walked away and said, "I will go and find her. Don't move."

I laid there and let my mind run wild as the pain pulsed through my body. I remembered what Valmeria had said to me. I felt her determination in my heart again and I didn't want to disappoint. The memory of Katrina talking to me in the guild's infirmary. She believed in me. So did Sir Lance. How could I get take their belief in me and throw it away. I need do better. I need to honor their faith in me.

I heard the sound of pattering on the stone floor as someone approached.

"We're you able to find her Katrina?" I asked.

"She won't find me." Zeina replied.

I turned my head to look up at the electrifying Pokémon, feeling my neck surge with pain at my movement.

Her face was covered by the darkness as she stood over me.

"I was surprised at what the towns Pokémon did. I thought that they would have ended your life and that would be it, but they didn't. They let you live."

"Are you here to finish what you started?" I asked, but she just stood there.

"If you want to end me, you should have done it yesterday when I didn't see that others believed in me. I won't go without a fight today." I said, slowly getting from the ground to make a fighting stance.

I did my best, but the pain was mor e then I could take. I slumped over and fell to my knees from the agony.

"I won't let the memories of those lost be tainted. I owe them to do what is right." I said while grabbing my stomach to help brace for the pain.

I looked at Zeina's legs and saw droplets fall to the ground. I looked up and saw tears running down her cheeks as she stared at me. The only emotion being shown was her tears as she stared at me.

She moved to me and laid me back down on the bed of hay. Her tears didn't show any time of stopping as she helped me. She stood and turned away from me, trembling and clutching her fists as she spoke.

"I knew all of those Pokémon that were taken that day. Before going to the guild, they would help me, and I would help them. This was a happy community, too filled with light that it no darkness could corrupt it. When I wasn't here to protect it, my heart broke for them. I wanted to way to help them again. I thought I saw it yesterday, but Valmeria is right. Those lost would never want what I had done. I was wrong for what I did. I-I am sorry for what I did, but it may take time for me to forgive you." Zeina said.

"I understand. Thank you." I said.

Zeina looked at me one last time and her tears stopped as a small smile creeped onto her face. She turned and left me to rest again on the floor of the small room.

Trying to stand took most of my energy and I slowly fell back asleep, but I didn't enter any special place while in my dreams. My mind was too tired to travel anywhere. So, I slept and let my bruises and cuts heal themselves.

I woke up the next day feeling a lot better than I did the day before but felt a small ache in my head as I tried to shake the sleep away. I was able to get off the floor and only feel sore from getting up. With Katrina's help I was able to walk around and see parts of the village.

Many of the villagers weren't ready to talk to me, but they would greet me with a small from afar which was good enough for me. I didn't want to answer any questions related to what happened.

Carter suggested that we wait one more day for me to heal. He wanted to be at full strength for the actual mission. He laughed off me off when I asked about what he knew about us coming to Grandon Village. He knew what was going on, but only when we got close to the village. He would quickly laugh and point at some other point of interest. I smiled at his effort to avoid the awkwardness, but still felt a little unsure about him.