Breathing hard, she ran through the bush, leading her Trainer. She looked over her shoulder to see if the stupid zombie Houndoom had decided to get some less speedy prey. But no, they had to chase a Gardevoir and her Trainer, who could barely run. She turned again, to see how her Trainer was doing. She was limping and on the verge of collapse. The Gardevoir turned around and picked up her Trainer, doubling her speed. She ran on.
An Hour Later
She turned around, seeing if the Houndoom had caught up yet. She saw none. That is, until she turned back to her Trainer, who was lying on the ground. There was an infected Houndoom standing over her, its jaws dripping human blood onto her Trainer's leg- which had a large jagged bite on it. Just as the Trainer began to scream, the thing lunged at her. She dodged, then hit it with a Focus Blast. It dropped dead, but not before it burned her, not before it was to late to save her Trainer. As she knelt over her, knowing she could never save her, the Trainer said, "You..... You have to kill me." "NO! Never!" "You have to. Otherwise I could kill you. Or worse." The Trainer tossed down a knife. "Use this. Slit my throat. You have to. I don't want to die animated by a disease meant for Pokemon. Please." She sighed, knowing her Trainer would never give in. She did what her Trainer asked.
Subject: It Will Never be the Same-Gardevoir's Story 
