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// Immutable 
// Story: Pokemon Destinies: Wrath of The Taken King 
// by Metroid Prime 
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"There was life, and He spoke unto it; and it was silent, and lived no more"

-Word of Crota






Date Unknown

The Zoroark knelt down at the body of her friend, tears streamed down her face like a river, the saddness and pain threatening to overtake her.

Her Pokemon where either dead, dying, or fighting off these invaders who sought to destroy everything. All she could see were the raining ashes and smoke-filled skies of the former city. What was this placed called again?

Oh right, it was Baltimare.

In her moment of sorrow, the Zoroark began to recall what happened up until this point.

It had been a few weeks since the World Summit, the future of Pokemon living the lives they had been denied so long on Earth, free to love their trainers and whoever they wanted, the future seemed bright and full of hope.

Then fate being the merciful thing it was, played a very very cruel joke.

For another alien race came to Equis, with a completely different motive.

They came, they attack, they killed, they took.

Within a short time, the world was at war, a war the good guys were losing...

Baltimare was just the latest battle between these monsters, her longtime best friend, the Lucario had taken a shot that was meant for her, even after....the truth came out.

She felt a tap on her shoulder, she turned to see one of her Pokemon exclaiming something.

She followed the direction of its hand, a group of invaders where headed their way, they didn't see them yet, but it would be a matter of time until they spotted her.

The Zoroark was left with two options, either leave her friends body and flee for her life, or take it with her and possibly slow her down.

For a normal person, they would have ditched the body and get their tails out of there.

Fortunately, Phantom Thief Foxes are masters of escape.