A white Zangoose stared out into the horizon. Years had past since the events of the past.
A blue mark was on his stomach, and a scarf was wrapped around his head.
He couldn't stop thinking about the Darkrai that found his way in his dreams.
Top hatted, polite, and really strange. It felt sinister to him, but this world was ruled by the Darkrai.
Why does it feel wrong to be led by such a Pokémon?
The young Zangoose rearranged his scarf, and continued to stare at the sunset.
It was so beautiful.
A voice rang out. It was time to go back in.
"It's curfew time! All those who aren't in their houses by the time the patrol comes by will be seated before King Skliros himself. Please hustle to get inside. It's for your own safety."
The shiny Zangoose turned around.
He started to take a step, then stopped.
No! He thought. I won't be forced to do whatever someone wants by someone with distortional powers! I am going to resist. Just for today.
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Author's Note: And that's the Epilogue. Looks like the win by the SS was short lived. Anyways this is an insight to a story I unpublished, but will bring back.
Anyways hope you enjoyed this as much as I did.
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Deep Sea Despair
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