Undella Town, Day 2 of 60, 11:15 A.M.

Zekrom

Zekrom felt Lotte walk down the slopes back down to the building-of-healers and let out another huff. In the three years since they became bond-partners, they had been learning much about each other, their strengths and weaknesses. Zekrom had learned long ago about this girl named Skyla, and how Lotte felt about her.

"Go get her, bond-partner. You can do it, win her heart." Zekrom said, even though Lotte couldn't hear him.

Zekrom returned to sleep, catching up on what he missed when flying back from Kanto. He relaxed, feeling dreams come to him as the real world faded from his senses.

…

Zekrom flew towards White-Feather-Witch Reshiram, energy crackling around him. He could see her charging a large ball of fire above her head. Zekrom roared, challenging her to launch the attack. Near her was her bond-partner, the green-haired-smirking human. Further away was his bond-partner, determination to make his ideals reality clearly shown on his face. On the ground below him, Zekrom could see a group of humans gathered, looking between him and Reshiram with awe.

White-Feather-Witch Reshiram released the large ball of fire straight at Zekrom. Zekrom braced himself, intending to charge through the inferno, knowing what would happen if he allowed the hit to connect. As it hit, Zekrom could feel the flames burn him, but they didn't hurt as much as they did increase his own power. The energy around Zekrom doubled in intensity, and Zekrom let out a roar and flew into Reshiram. She let out a pained cry as electricity coursed through her body, and she flew back, crashing into a wall. Zekrom landed beside his bond-partner, looking into the hole into the wall that Reshiram made.

Reshiram walked out from behind the wall, breathing heavily. Green-haired-smirking human lost his smirk and ran over to the witch, shouting something Zekrom didn't bother to listen to, instead, he addressed Reshiram.

"What's the matter? Feeling weakened already? Has that lime-headed human turned you into a domesticated house-dragon? When did you let them clip your wings?"

Reshiram roared at him, her distaste evident. "Silence, Dark-Scales! You cannot hope to defeat me! I have been awakened longer than you have, and I am not stiff from sleep!"

"Your performance in this battle is evident to the contrary. Face it, your fangs and claws are dull, and the fire in your belly has died."

Reshiram roared again, and green-haired-no-longer-smirking turned to Zekrom's bond-partner. "I had expected as much from one of the dragons of legend, but it'll take more than that to defeat us, Lotte."

"Then bring it on, N, and we'll decide this once and for all!"

Zekrom roared his own challenge at Reshiram, who roared back in response. The air crackled around Zekrom, while the air around Reshiram combusted, burning orange. Zekrom glared at Reshiram, feeling the thrill of battle once again was just what he needed.

…

Zekrom woke with a start, feeling something strange approaching. It was nighttime, and all the humans had gone back to their dens, except for Lotte, who once again sat on the edge of the cliff, looking over toward Zekrom. "Do you feel that, Zekrom?" Lotte asked.

"Indeed I do. A dragon is approaching." Zekrom said, standing.

"Is it Reshiram?" Lotte said, also standing.

"No, it's different. I can't explain it, but whatever it is; it has no bond-partner. I don't know why, but it also feels…as if it is dead."

Lotte jumped up on Zekrom's back. "We have to see what this is, Zekrom. It might not be safe for the people here if we let it keep approaching."

"I agree, and it fascinates me as well. I don't know why, but it also feels familiar to me."

"Like with Reshiram?"

Zekrom nodded and took off with a mighty flap of his wings. As they climbed higher in the sky, Zekrom looked north, the direction that the mysterious dragon was coming from. What he saw confused him. "Lotte," Zekrom said, "take a look at this. Tell me what you see." Zekrom allowed Lotte to see through his eyes.

After a few moments, Lotte spoke, "The sea is freezing over, but why? It's the middle of summer."

"We may be dealing with a dragon that can control ice."

"So an Ice-Type dragon? I've never heard of something like that. Anyway, because of that, we won't do much with Fusion Bolt or Lightning Strike, so we'll have to bust out Dragon Claw and maybe Draco Meteor, but I'd like to avoid that."

Zekrom nodded, he didn't like the idea of using Draco Meteor either, as the move was quite dangerous, but would if the circumstances called for it. With a few flaps of his wings, he flew closer to the anomaly. As they neared, the unmistakable sound of large footsteps rang in Zekrom's ears. Even though they were nowhere near the freezing parts, the air grew colder as they approached. Unease welled up inside Zekrom, a feeling he almost never felt. Soon the air had grown too cold for Zekrom to proceed without freezing himself and Lotte. Zekrom landed and looked into the mist, a shadow appearing in the center of it.

The shadow threw back its head and let out a roar that sounded like a banshee shriek. Suddenly Zekrom heard a voice screaming inside his head, "COLD! DEATH! FREEZE! KILL! DIE! DIE! DIE!" The air started rapidly dropping in temperature, chilling both Zekrom and Lotte to their bones. Zekrom took off quickly and flew as high as he could.

Lotte spoke through chattering teeth, "We can't get near that thing! We have to use Draco Meteor!"

Zekrom roared in reply and summoned a vast amount of power. Focusing like the old human from Opelucid City had taught him, we willed a meteor to fall and strike the loud-cold-dead dragon. Sure enough, the large chunk of rock from the stars fell right by Zekrom and flew on a crash course with the Ice-Dragon.

The dragon roared again, and once again they heard its voice, "DEATH! PAIN! BLOOD! EMPTINESS! KILL! KILL! KILL!"

The meteor stuck the dragon dead-on. The ground shook violently with the force of the impact. Zekrom landed a good distance away from the dragon. As the smoke from the impact cleared, the shadow backed away from Zekrom, and the intrusive voiced quieted to a whisper, "Death…Death…Death…Death." As it faded away, the air grew warmer.

Lotte shivered on Zekrom's back before speaking, "What the hell was that thing?"

Zekrom huffed, "I don't know. I do not, however, want to face that thing again. If I have to, I'd prefer having an ally when I do so. Even having Reshiram with us would be better than fighting that thing alone."

"I agree."

Author's Note: So Kyurem makes its appearance. Made Reshiram female because Reshiram is supposed to be the complete opposite of Zekrom. Kyurem is fun to write, might do a chapter from its view at some point.