He looked out the window and could tell it was quite dark now. He frowned at the sunset in the distance. "I hate sunsets.... They make me think sad and terrible things." He then nodded to everybody and laid down. Volar then closed his eyes and began to sleep. Not telling why he hated sunsets.

Volar gazed out the window again and saw a flash of light. Volar sat up very quickly. He just knew it was what he sought. "That was the Pokemon just now!" He shouted. Nurse Joy came in and seemed shocked. "Volar! You've a very unusual blood type. It is a mixed type. You are BOTH O positive and H negative. That may also be a cause of the fast recovery. Most take weeks from what you suffered. But you can be free to go whenever you want!" She cheered. She then laid Volar's belongings on the bed. She notice he was distracted. "Oh... You saw something?" Volar looked at her and sighed. "Yes.. but can't tell you quite yet." Then he got out of bed and put on his other la
yer of clothes. His jacket and his scarf he got from his bag. Then he put on some strange glasses. "Artemis.. I need you help finding what I saw!" He then rushed out of the room and into the main entrance. Garaikou and the other Pokemon followed him out.

Volar knew in his mind that Pokemon's aura he saw was what he was after. He was after a rare, yet powerful Psychic type. What the name of it was however he could say at the moment. But he was going to find it. His very life did indeed depend on it.

One popped it's head out of the bushes. The other moved aside the bushes to look at Volar. They didn't come out. But they didn't budge either. Both just stood there. Watching Volar. And his Pokemon running up to meet him. They all saw the Pokemon with him so happy and strong. Then they looked at each other. They then began to walk away. "Hey! Don't go! I need you two!" He yelled with a low calm voice to them. They stopped. And again gazed at him. One was shiny and the other was smaller than the rest of it's kind. They looked like they couldn't believe someone needed them.  Volar sat down and took out some food from his bag. "Are you two hungry?" he asked them. Then he motioned for Artemis. "Here.. help me get them to come here... by having your Lugia fly over there and talk to them. Please?" He asked Artemis. He then asked Lugia, "Would you talk to them if it was okay with Artemis?"

Popping her sleeveless jacket back on she refused to fall victim of a headache. Lifting her hand to her head to scratch an itch she winced as her nail scrapped across a bandage. "Oh yea." She said with a croak in her voice. Fishing the pokeball she had received from the PC earlier she released the Lucario. "Rio... make sure i don't fall over, Okey?" She instructed. The fighting type nodded. "will do."  He replied. Vynessa stared at him with squinted eyes. "Did you say something?" She asked. "Cario?" Was the answer. Cupping her head in her hands she groaned. Your hallucinating. The woman thought to herself. Her insanity must have been released while she was out. 

Waddling outside after the absence of Volar in his room she found the man looking to a small pokemon. her eyes dreary and her loose hair draping over her shoulders the woman smirked. "You got better quickly." She said, taking a slow bl
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"I don't quite think it is the same as his." She told the teenager. "I mean, if it is natural, I must be able to control it right?" She paused, realising she had practically repeated volars worlds, but decided to continue non the less. " I have done for 22 years... well, i guess i have."

Looking at the blood stained bandage she removed a flask of water from her satchel and took a cloth, cleaning the gash wound in her skull. Releasing her leafeon, she asked him to heal her head and he did so. The sensation was light and pleasant. 

Volar stayed still and sighed. He looked at Vynessa and nodded. "Yes... You must have. I mean have you had any urge to burst out with emotions... Yet feared to do so or it would literally explode out of you?" He asked her.  

Thinking back to when she had her conversation with Lugia, who was being confronted with the two ralts siblings, she thought about her outbursts. 

They where the closest thing to telekinetic outburst. Fits of rage that could easily be contained if dealt with soon enough. She furrowed her brow. The problem now though, was what would happen with telekinesis added to the equation? She was dangerous without the physic-ness floating around in her head. 

Her mind flicked back to the accident that had taken two people she loved dearly. Was that the cause of it? No, she wasn't going to blame herself again, She couldn't afford to loose herself. 

Thinking for a moment, she raised her eyebrows before rolling her eyes. Where was Lyle and Oshe? Up to no good probably. She huffed and remained on the ground. Lyle could take care of herself. 

"I really do like that shiny necklace of yours." Celebi commented. "Is that a gold chain?"

"Yes." Reila replied, slipping the valuable necklace from her neck: "The chain is gold, and the five jewels are large fragments of diamond, pearl, ruby, sapphire and emerald. This item is unique, and incredibly valuable." Celebi's head tilted.

"Why not sell it, then?" she asked. Reila winced.

"I couldn't possibly..." she began, but broke off abruptly at  the sound of soft laughter behind her. She whipped around, as did Blade, and glanced into the shadows. "Hello? Is someone there?" ((Sorry for not posting...I'm in Italy at the minute and only just got wi-fi))

The two Ralts soon managed to get Volar's power regulated. They sat down out of exhaustion after they're task was complete. Volar shivered and sat up. "Thanks you two..." he gasped. He then petted them. "You're going to stay with me?? Or stay here?" He asked them. The Shiny Ralts Brother looked at his small sister. He then looked at Volar. He walked closer to Volar and touch his hand to Volar's forehead. "Allow me to sense your nature and past... It depends on what I find about you, whether or not we come with you..." he told Volar. Volar nodded and closed his eyes. They're energies merged for a few seconds. Then the Shiny Ralts shot back away from Volar. He seemed angry. He then shouted, "NO! We're NOT coming with you! You're JUST like our past Trainers!" Then he grabbed his Sister and began to run away. Volar looked sadly at the ground. "I know... I was... I understand..." He sighed out to himself. He then slowly stood up. Then he said to them, "I understand why you both won't come. So go on. Be free... Yet understand... this... I've hated myself ever since that day... I know what you've seen... My first ever Pokemon's Grave... And it was entirely MY fault.." He then closed his eyes and began walking away. Walking then became a fast sprint. Tears could be seen falling from his eyes as he ran away as fast as he could. Tears of agony. Garaikou looked at the ground. He knew about this. He knew all along. The First Pokemon Volar ever had was a Charmander. It was killed trying to protect Volar from his Evil Deeds. Even though it wasn't Volar that killed him, still Volar was responsible. At least in his mind. In Volar's mind. Garaikou grabbed his notepad and wrote down what had happened.

"Volar was a brute of a child. He caught a Charmander with his Mother's Pokeball on his 3rd Birthday. Then on his 10th Birthday his Charmander was already a strong mighty Charizard. That Charizard understood, Volar had a Heart of Gold deep down. That's why he saved him from a group of Pokemon sent to hunt down Humans and hurt them if they were other trainers. They were a Society made to PROTECT Pokemon from people like Volar. They saw how he whipped the Charizard everytime it didn't work the way he wanted. But somehow, someway, and some reason, it was happy with Volar. Even though he was treated badly by him. He understood why he was pushed. Volar was trying to toughen it up. And succeeded. Since the very Day they first met, That Charmander when they met was never beaten. Then he changed into Charmeleon on his Trainers Forth Birthday. Still Undefeated. Finally on Volar's 7th Birthday he became the first ever Undefeated Charizard. For three more years he and Volar stood together, never once beaten in any battle. Even the day he died trying to protect Volar. I know this because he told me... And he never was known to be a liar. And I can tell he's NEVER lied a day in his life. That alone was proof of not a good heart, but a much purer Heart. A Heart of Gold. Liars all have black Hearts from the many sins of the Webs of Darkness that entrap many to their Doom. But Volar's honesty was what almost led him to his Doom that day. The Charizard was named Gaerudo. And that day he was surrounded by over ten Pokemon trying to go after his Tamer was what killed him. What led to it was Volar's mistreatment. But when the Dead was done, Volar became so consumed by rage and agony at having to see Gaerudo's Death he decided to Join the Society that Hurts Pokemon. Just so he avenge Gaerudo. He defeated  each and every one of the killers and once he saw his deeds of anger, he panicked. He was 14 when he got my Father. That's when he started using my Father to avenge Gaerudo's Death. But he caused greater pain to himself. He had already began to change then.  All for my Father. I then was born when he was 19. Five years ago. I lured him into a cave to test him. To see if he was ready to change entirely. Evidently he was. For he followed me. Highly concerned about me getting lost and hurt in the caves. In that same Cave was where I found Renegade's Egg. And Lakota. She was highly distressed at how weak she was. But look at her now. Look at Volar now. Tortured to near Death many a time. Due to how his past hurt him so. He'll NEVER forgive himself for Gaerudo's Death." Then he yelled in Typhlosion way towards the Ralts. When they heard this they stopped. Then turned to face Garaikou. They saw all of Volar's Pokemon happy with being with Volar. A trainer who was cruel to Pokemon. But now couldn't be the kinder or more protective. A man that changed due to his near Death.

Renegade then floated to the Ralts and whispered how he changed. How he saved Lakota and him, the Giratina as a helpless Egg. All by using his own body as a shield. All because of the Test from Garaikou as a Quilava then. He then bit both of them in anger and explained why. They looked down and shook they're heads. All they could say was, "That Darkness is still there..." Renegade snarled out, "That's due to the many reminders of his dark past. This very World's existence! The way it is! How Trainers still hurt they're Pokemon, at how People now HATE Pokemon. How he sees how we suffer and how people suffer at how many are losing they're Pokemon due to the misunderstanding of my fellow Legendaries disappearances! He suffers everyday he sleeps and wakes... You couldn't possibly understand... What his guilt has done to him... His Guilt has caused his Telekinesis... A type that is a Terrible Curse. A Curse that is from a Touch of Death! A touch of the Grim Reaper trying to claim his Soul and drag it into Never Ending Darkness and Suffering! I saved him that day he died because he wanted to give up... He wanted to die because he felt he deserved the fate of a painful Death. Too him Life has been nothing more than Pain. And you made it resurface." He roared at them. The two looked at each other and then looked at Renegade. They then realized they're mistake. Volar would try to end his pain. Once and for all.

"Who are you?" Reila demanded. No response. Blade stepped forward and took up position in front of Reila. Celebi buzzed around, nervously.

"Better put this back on." Reila muttered. She slipped her valuable necklace back on again.