This story takes place 7 years later. Delilah is now 22 with her husband Connor veeling. Delilahs last name is veeling as well. she moved to kalos for a better life. Until one day, everything changed. The Pokemon world is changing and there are all...
Delilah was tired from doing all these exercises. Sun can be a bit intense when it comes to training. Delilah was sweating and she drank some water. Beartic seemed to be tired too. Sun helps delilah up and pats her shoulder.
Sun: you did good, pvt, but tommrow I'm gonna need to see some improvements. If you wanna beat swift, you can't back down.
N: wise words from a wise man such as yourself.
Sun and delilah look to see N. N smiles.
N: i see you've been training your daughter well.
Sun: i haven't seen you wear that outfit in a while. It must be years since.
N: call it a special occasion.
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N fixes his hat as he pulls out a picture.
Delilah: what's this?
N: it's an old picture that was taken during the Unova civil war. A divide between truth and ideas. See that handsome fellow? That's me. The ugly ones your dad.
Sun chuckles as he looks at the old picture of him back in his 30s. A dark stubble that use to cover his face.
Delilah: why are you showing us this?
N: the civil war taught me something. That pokemon and people are meant to bond between both truth and ideals. It seems that some trainers are losing the site of that. The night it happened I can remember as clear as day.
Flashback during the civil war at the desert area.
N: you see anyone?
Sun: i don't think so. Whoever they are I hope we can trust them.
Dusk than kneels down next to them. Cocking his RPD.
Dusk: you know me, i don't like anyone.
Sun: good to have you back, dusk.
Dusk: i owe you one for what you did.
N: enough chit chat, we got work to do.
Sun cocks his AK 47 that he upgraded to an AKM with a camo paint.
N: these pokemon need to be set free. Their trainers are abusive with just the truth or ideals.
Sun: N, pokemon are the ideals for the trainers to find the truth in themselves. We need to save them and bring them back to their trainers.
N: you're right. Ideals can't come without truth.
Dusk: enough talking, let's bust open these cages.
The 3 bust open the cages and take the pokemon into pokeballs. After placing them in the pokeballs, the 3 men placed the pokemon in their bags.
N: now we return with the pokemon that belong to the trainers.
