More years passed since the village locked Kyurem out. He learned of a curfew made exclusively to make encounters between him and a human impossible. The stories of him, he learned, lauded him as a dangerous yet unknown monstrosity. The only guests he had were the pokémon who sought to ease his loneliness and the occasional human.
His latest human guest had brought many black-clad humans and pokémon with him. The dragon sensed hostility and immediately attacked them. In the chaos, something was attached to his neck.
"Come," the green-haired man ordered. Kyurem felt his control vanish as he obeyed.