"Mother of god, would you SHUT UP! Yes, we are locked in a palace and yes, we have been locked in this palace for the past 6 hours but it's a palace. Would you get over it already, I mean seriously." Connor had been yelling at me now for the entire time. First about how I was being rude, which I still don't understand, then about how stupid I am for not knowing any manners, and so on and so forth.

I decided to turn my gaze and think. Apparently asking people about their culture was considered rude and impolite, oh well I didn't care. As I was thinking I took note of how truly beautiful this palace was.

Right after Sir. Wallace left we had been dragged up to this waiting room with golden plush couches, wonder glass vases, and golden rugs along the shiny white floor. Maybe it was marble, I didn't know but it's magnificent. Looking up I saw a wonderful candle chandelier. This place was truly was grand. Compared to my home in the ruins, this looked like Olympus.

The Rotom gang where apparently this band of five brothers who steal, thieve and con their way through life. The oldest being 33, pretty much raised the whole gang. It consisted of the triplets and the other brother who looked up to the oldest.

The guards say that sometimes they take hostages and that's why they lock everything, and everyone, up so that there's no negotiation. Apparently they have been wanted criminals for over 10 years. The triplets are to be given life and the older two death. I don't believe in the death penalty, but Im not one to interfere.

With this I noticed the flames on the chandelier going out, in panic I stood to quickly, and fell off the couch I shared with Lizeth and Noctowl. The others were across the white room on the other golden couch. "Are you ok? That seemed like a pretty hard fall." Lizeth's voice flooded my mind. Yes, that was a hard fall and it hurt but the lights were beginning to flicker. I stood and walked over to her and Noctowl.

"Aren't we going to do something about the lights? That's the only source of light and is going out! What are we still doing here anyway?" I was frustrated; I wanted to leave even though this was the fanciest place I had ever seen.

However Noctowl and Lizeth only shared a glance and a couple of laughs. They weren't scared at all! Then the others began to laugh and Connor shook his head back and forth. "You never learn do you?" Connor asked me arrogantly. Then it hit me, I was being 'stupid' again. Knowing this I just hopped back on the plush gold couch to my left. Laying down in the spot I was previously in I closed my eyes, for some odd reason I was tired and quite thankful for the darkening lights now. Then Noctowl cleared his throat and, without opening my eyes, I waved at him.

"The lights are going out because it's near 11 o'clock and the electricity has gone out for the night, remember how everything is powered by electric Pokémon; well they probably just got off of their shift. Just try and get some sleep seeing as how there are no windows it's going to get pretty dark." Noctowl finished. With that I heard a couple of yawns and everyone seemed to go to sleep.

The room got cold, the heater was probably out to, I wondered how many others were sleeping in the grand building, were there any ghost types? I missed my home. Looking up I realized that only two small flame were lit, then just one and soon enough, none. I put my head back down and fell into a deep slumber. That night I was visited from a Pokémon I would rather not see again, it was the first time I had seen mew in over a week.

I was in the front of the room looking at myself, sleeping. The room was dark, very dark but just as I remembered it; I was still in that palace. Then I looked around and saw all my friends and a not so much wanted visitor. "Hello mew, it's been a..."

"Do not trust them…" Mew interrupted, more like bellowed. She seemed angry, and upset.

Wondering who she was talking about I began to speak but again she cut me off, not as angry this time though. "There are Pokémon that are meant to be trusted and then there are Pokémon who are not. However most people get them mixed up and trust those they should not and don't trust those they should trust. Death is permanent Efiel, do not let it happen." With that she yet again dissipated. Why must she always leave me puzzled?

Death? What death? And who wasn't supposed to be trusted, and who was. I felt myself being pulled from the dream rather suddenly, I was being shaken and immediately pain filled my body. In the dream I had closed my eyes, when I opened the palace was on fire, Connor was shaking me trying to wake me up, this must be what's happening in reality. Seeing that waking up was in my best interest I decided to let myself be lulled back to earth.

"EFIEL! EFIEL, oh thank god I thought, oh well GET UP THE PALACE IS ON FIRE!" He yelled at me and then coughed, thick black smoke filled our room and the hall way leading to it. Then mews words came to my mind, 'do not trust them…' she had said. Did she mean Connor and the others? Whatever she meant I would have to figure it out later, right now I had to help Connor wake everyone and get out as soon as possible, wait, he woke me first? Why?

"You wake up everyone on that side and I'll get everyone over here, hurry we don't have much time." Connor sounded worried, and in a state of panic and shock. He seemed just as scared as I, but he was actually moving and helping other people. In that moment I realized that he really did have a good heart, he was just never willing to show it.

Moving my body to the left to where Lizeth and Noctowl slept I nudged them awake. Seeing the smoke Lizeth began to freak out, until Noctowl whispered something, uncomprehend able for me, to her. Instantly she calmed down and leaped of the couch and began crawling toward the hall way. Connor, Samuel, and Lance did the same. I was about to when I noticed Noctowl hadn't moved a bit since he whispered to Lizeth. "Are you ok? We need to go, come on." I figured that was sure to get him to move, but instead he just stood there and stared bleakly at the burning smoke which hurt to breath.

'Why did he have to be so weird?' I wondered

My question would have to be answered later for the fire was starting to reach the walls of the hall way, it hadn't yet come to this room but the smoke had.

"You have to carry me, if I fly ill breath in too much smoke."

With that I picked him up and began to run, then I hit something and toppled over. Looking up I realized Noctowl and Connor lay sprawled on the floor next to me, why had he come back.

Without taking another moment Connor screamed to hurry and get up and that he would take Noctowl. Reaching the doorway I noticed why he had told me to hurry, the door frame was on fire and about to give way. I saw everyone else on the other side motioning for me to come. I looked back and saw nothing what was taking them so long? I wasn't about to leave them.

Unbelievably the tile was still cold under my paws as I bounded towards them. Seeing what held them up made me cringe. One of the tiles from the ceiling had pierced Noctowls wing pinning him to the ground. Painfully so. Connor was trying his best to wedge it from the floor tiles, but every time it moved Noctowl cried out in pain. Then I had a thought, what if I we're to break the tile into tiny pieces?

Without thinking I spun on my heels and faced the tile directly and prepared for a shadow ball. My claws scratched and my paws squeaked on the tile causing both Connor and Noctowl to look up at me. Both seemed shocked to see me charging a shadow ball. The realization hit them and Noctowl screamed at me telling me not to launch it at the painful tile. Too late, I had made up my mind.

Then Noctowl yelled at Connor saying to "Stop me" in some way, he looked from me to Noctowl nervously and dashed towards me. He wasn't fast enough, by the time he was within a few feet of me my shadow ball whizzed by him. He turned and followed the ball of blackness with horror in his eyes.

He was terrified, he was. I had never seen him like this. Frantic, terrified, displaced, at loss for action. His nervousness had rendered himself useless.

The tile Shattered upon impact and I raced toward the stunned noctowl, and lifted his wing. He winced as the wing slided off the remaining end but it wasn't very much. They both looked at me with a "What the hell just happened" look. Then Connor snapped out of it.

"We have to go, this is the only level that's on fire and if we can get to another level we should be fine." And with that he picked up Noctowl and ran with the bird like he was an expert at it. I decided that when Connor was in this, "You must listen to me I am your leader" state, its best to listen. Then we came to a flight of stairs.
Glory, we would get out after all. Connor turned to look at me and motioned up. Up, why on planets name would we go up? And he dashed toward the 7th floor staircase. Taking one last look down stairs I hurdled over the fallen items in my path and followed Connor.

After making my way up to the third step I heard a loud crack and looked up only to see the ceiling plummeting towards me. I was about to go back down when I heard Connors voice, then Noctowls. I assumed they were telling me to hurry and get up there already. So I ran towards them dodging everything in my path.

I had been so focused on getting out of the staircase I didn't noticed the passed out figures next to me. Only when I heard laughing and what sounded like two men's voices did I stop panting from my exhausting run and look up. My vision was blurry from all the smoke and I couldn't make out exactly what the two men were but I positively identified Connor and Noctowl.

"Hey, wait bro, where's the little bit**, you know the eevee brother wanted us to get, that's the whole reason we set this place ablaze. Right?" Great, I was in a room full of arsonists with two passed out friends and blurry vision, what are the odds.

Sighing I said "Only me, only me…"

"There she is get her! Use the sleep powder!" They yelled. Oh no, not this time. I averted the crisis through a swift sand attack.

"Ha! Your silly childish powder is for armatures! It doesn't work on me! Now tell me…" I was about to interrogate them but I felt a sharp pain in my side, looking over I realized I had a window of clear vision, and saw a needle finely placed on my shoulder, and I felt my body go limp.

As I toppled over I saw a Rotom towering over me, saying something like "You think brother will be pleased even though we got two extras? I mean we can't just let them burn…can we?" Great, just great, I was being held by a known group of criminals considering to 'Let my friend's burn'…..Wonderful