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Zeno, a teen on the run from his past life, finds his way to Alola in hopes of restarting his life as a regular Pokémon Trainer with his partner, Growlithe. However, no matter how hard he tries, he can't full...
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I was dead. That much I knew.
I was surrounded by darkness, but when I looked up, I could see the Moon.
I looked at my hands. I was in no pain. Everything was peaceful.
"Do I have any regrets?"
"No," I said aloud, but that didn't feel right.
"Yes?" I asked gingerly and immediately images filled my head.
I could see my friends, Hau, Robert, Lillie, Gladion, and...
"Alex," I whispered.
Then I thought of my Pokémon. Decidueye, my first partner in Alola. Lycanroc, the pup I rescued from Team Radiance. Gyarados, the once shiny Magikarp I also rescued from Radiance. Kabutops, the Kabuto who chose me. Mimi, the Mimikyu who everyone is terrified of. Mahina, the one I promised I would take care of and give a better life. and Arcanine.
"I saved you from those Night Hunters," I said, laying on my back, studying the Moon. "You and I buddy, we, no, we were partners."
I thought of Jessie, James, and Meowth. They were the closest thing to family I had and were always kind and loving towards me, even in those dark moments.
"Do I have any more regrets?" I asked.
I wanted to say no, but there was still something missing. I closed my eyes and tried to see. I cold see someone. Someone, someone from my past. Then it clicked.
"Giovanni," I realized, and I opened my eyes.
I sat up. Why Giovanni?
"I regret," I hesitated, afraid to voice it aloud. "I regret leaving him. I regret that I'm unable to go back."
I clenched a fist, but unclenched it, staring at my palm. "I regret not having the chance to try and change him."
"He loves me," I said with conviction. "In some twisted way I know my father loves me."
"I wish," I said, looking to the Moon. "I wish I had one more chance. Just one. s I can change him. I need to. I have to."
"Purpose. Good. That will make this a lot easier."
I lowered my gaze to see the Prowler standing before me, her golden fur lighting up the darkness.
I got to my feet, still dwarfed by the Prowler. "You're here? Why are you here? Why us your fur golden again?"
She snorted. "Seems like death has given you a lot of questions."
"So, I did die?" I asked. "This isn't a dream, or a vision?"
She shook her head. "No. you died doing your duty as the Hero Born of Darkness."
"Hero Born of Darkness," I repeated, the words not feeling right on my tongue. "You know, I don't feel like him anymore. The Hero Born of Darkness I mean. It's like..."
