
"Mommy. I'm heading off, mommy. tay?" "Ok. Have fun, dear." Saffire said, smiling at her child. Joy flew off, running into her friends. "hey guys.how are yuw two today?" The cute little 5 year old Dragonite asked her friends. Then she ran over to the bodie, kneeling by the one that looked like her. She saw it. Her friends. Her friend Clive, coming back with a bike for them all to have. She heard herself thasnking him. Then laughing, and then saw a huge pokemon (

) Chopped off their heads. The nice nice people. HER friends. dead. DEAD. She flew back, to when she got married, their pokemon also finding a soulmate in each other. The grate times she had with her pokemon, her friends, her husaband. She even remembered when she had fainted, and two of her friends were worried to death. Her life also then on the line, it seemed. How glad they were to see her pull out of it. How glad her was to see them. Both of them, smiling. How happy she was to be so close to such grate friends. She saw herself battling with her Umbreon in its newly evolved form, battling

. Stand on it hind legs, and talking. Then all the visions dissapeared. "Oh my god! oh my god! oh my god! I'm a reinarnation! Then...then...where are my old friends. You two, your two of my good old buddies, but where are the others? Or....or...are they....are they....are they gone-" Joy couldn't finish her speech. It all came back to like a hidious nightmare. She recalled, though no one knows that they were reincarnated til they've been to something of important value, like their dead past life's body. Her Aunt filling her in more on the sobject. More visions came back, though, and she couldn't stop them. She had seen when she first got Espeon, first found Umbreon and it joined her group. How happy she was with her pokemon. Usually preferring to be a lone traveler with them, how she met her good friends. How they met up so often, and the fun times they shared.
She didn't even noticed that she had started to begin crying. She was then carried to another vision. Her two infants. Soo full of life, soo innocently giggling or crying over the smallest thing. How she thought up the perfect way of raising them, and rethought those ways over for flauses. Then

Hacking their heads off. How quickly he ended the lives of two newborns.