He screams inside the cage he is trapped in, begging for them to hear him, but he doesn't know if he reaches them or not. The Earthquake comes, and shakes the entire, forcing his body to fall down. The rest of his pokemon take the brunt of the damage, Belus is the first to go down. Ending his Imprison, but the moment he goes down, he is replaced with another. A flash of white, and before them all stands a Dragonite. It is much larger than most of it's kind. Draco dominates the field with his presence, and he senses what must be done.

Towering over the rest of those remaining on the field....The Dragon begins to walk towards the enemy, the Pixie, and her trainer....

"Get them Draco!" Comes the order....

Draco had been with Amor since he was a child, since he had been a Dratini. He still remembered the boy, he was smaller than the girl in front of him then. His first thoughts when he was released was that he would protect him....That small boy had been Draco's treasure. Together they played, went on adventures, and ate all the berries they could find. Those days were peaceful....Draco still remembered the smile of his trainer from those days.

Then came the fire, Draco's parents had been lost that day along with Amor's....They had fought until they couldn't anymore, but the small boy was his concern as he curled around him in the flames to protect him until the Old Man got them. Draco remembered feeling helpless that day....Those feelings he shared with his Master, their need to get stronger amplified together. So they did, and it wasn't long after that when Draco evolved into a Dragonair. In that cold metal room, he would not let anyone get close to his Treasure, to Amor....

When Amor left that place, they began to train together, and Draco realized that a monster had been born. A drive had been born that wasn't there. The smile that was once there was gone, replaced with a false charm. Layer upon layer of mask had been placed on his Master to hide the scars underneath. They trained together, they got stronger together, and soon with the help of the Old Man they were no longer helpless.

There were times they lost battles, but they adapted, and regained their victory each time. They lived in a strange new place, where people spoke a strange new language. However they were always together....The monster had slowly started to vanish from his Master. Draco evolved once again, and he soon found the smile he had been missing on his Master again. She had helped light the darkness that plagued them both for so long. However tragedy ensued, and Draco had to witness the lack of strength that he, and his Master possessed once more, at the hands of that man once more.

Their world crumbled down around them like shards of glass.....

They left, traveled, and polished their power, and then as if fate had ordained That Man showed up with his dogs....This time however they were ready. Together they managed to defeat him, and wipe away the stain of defeat....But that couldn't stop the grief. Draco knew about this monster in his Master's heart from the moment it was born....That is why in this moment he did the unthinkable. This Monster was not his Master....

The Dragonite used Extreme Speed turning on a dime before the Monster could harm the body of his Treasure, and knocked it out of his hand. This was not Amor....This was not the boy who had raised him, or the man he had claimed countless victories with. This was a facsimile born from that strange Snow Cat's powers. Draco would always protect Amor, from anything, and everything. That included this buried persona who would wear his skin, and try to command his comrades. Draco was the most loyal among all of Amor's Pokemon, and that is why he could do this.

So he raised his claws, and with the back of his hands he smacked the silver haired imposter across the face, and knocked him unconcious before anyone could react.

A roar exuded from his maw as he spoke to the Pixie. Draco didn't know what powers Legends possessed....He only knew that they were supposedly strong, and could do strange things. So he picked up the now unconscious body of his Master, and held it to his chest looking at the Pixie. Wondering if she could help restore his Treasure?

Eris Halla

The pink envelops him, and for a moment the aura of his emotion is exposed to the little girl. Red's, and black swirl around him like a tempest temporarily before subsiding. A dark pink outlines him, white, and soft reds like the petals of various roses swirl around him before the light dims. Whatever Mesprit did, there seemed to be no external changes to the mans unconscious body....

Inside Amor's Mindscape

He was banging against the cage of his imprisonment but no one answered him, and just was frustrated. Eternally grateful that Draco had acted when he did, and knocked him out before he hurt Eris Halla . In front of the cage was a strange pink light, and it slowly morphed into the Pixie companion that followed Eris around. Amor quirked a brow as the Pixie was holding the other version of him by the scruff of his neck like it was an unruly cat.

A door appeared on his cage, and he walked out of it, and then Mesprit chucked the other him into the cage with all the grace of a professional wrestler. It's body clanged against the cage, and the door slammed shut, and then just vanished. Mesprit would then just dust it's hands off as if it just got done handling garbage, and when the Dopple Amor tried to bang against the cage. The Pixie just stuck it's tongue out, and laughed. There would be no escaping from that box. It began to shrink until it was the size of a rubix cube, and when it was small enough, Amor picked it up, and just looked at it. He was about to thank the pixie, but they were already gone, and he just looked down at his hands as the other him screamed at him.

"We have had enough of you....." Since this was his mind a large safe appeared, and he put the cube in it. Hoping to get a break from it, and then finally back in the drivers seat of his own body, he forced himself to open his eyes.

Back in the Real World

Amor opened his eyes groggily, he had a horrendous headache.

"Ugh....What happened....? Did someone run me over....?" Came the slow, and deliberate cadence of Amor. He didn't seem to remember what had transpired for the past few minutes. Seeing Draco holding him, Amor just asked the first question that came to his mind. "Is Eris....Okay....?" He wasn't asking anyone in particular, but he wanted to know.

Eris Halla