2 weeks ago, I walked in, and saw a massacre I only thought existed in movies, I stared at the killer as he looked over the bodies of my dearest friends. The devil known as my brother has commited a crime so terrible that I will mourn forever . . . For he killed, my Serperior, Zekrom, Lucario, and all my other precious pokemon who I've spent so much time training, caring for, and pushing them towards victory. I'm sorry, Axel, my little Axew, I guess we'll never know how strong you could have been. My shiny Exadrill, why were you pink? I know all the other Exadrill must have laughed at you but I know, that somewhere in Poke-Heaven, you're kicking Exa-a$$, and sleeping. I know I never named you other than your species name, but today I was going to change that, or, as of today, Kenpachi, my Lucario. Last but not least, the one who stood with me, through thick and thin, Akio, my Serperior. It was hard, but I knew that you would have wanted this, Akio. I had to restart my game, and this time, I chose Oshawott, or as he is now called, Zaitochi. It's going to be tough, just like before, but I know as long as your spirits watch over us, we'll be fine. Goodbye, my dear friends, I hope we see each other again, in another life . . .