Her hands were wet. Why had she done it? Was it her who did it or was it Dusk? It didn’t matter right now. Dawn was knew what had happened. “Things weren’t suppose to be this way.. Not now, not ever! .. All I want is a normal life..” 

Did her life have to be this way? What was the purpose for her to have a split personality? Was it so she could hurt people or something else? She got up from the ground. “Who chose for me to be this way.. This must be my punishment for just being here.. Around people..”

Dawn knew other people had their own problems, but if she met them.. Would she make it worse? Give them another reason to be scared? She felt bad for people who knew her. Good or bad, they did not deserve to know a girl like her. Most of all, she could tell when people feared her. 

Then her usual scent of flowers changed. She now smelled like wilted flowers, because she wasn’t herself anymore. Dusk had taken over, yet again. It was near that day, Dusk was much stronger.

“Oh Dawn. I’ll give people a real reason to be scared. I wonder where my toys are at~.” 

Ever since she befriended Giratina, she felt less alone. Team Galactic were bad, horrible people, but they pushed her to meet Giratina. In a way they did at least. She had to catch Giratina, it was meant to be. Giratina knew this and Dawn did, too. 

Arriving at the scene, she immediately felt the connection between them. Giratina wasn’t evil, just misunderstood. Just like Dawn was. Both of them cried and battled. It was tough, but she managed. No matter what anyone else said about either one being evil, they were good. 

In fact, they were heroes. The Misunderstood Dual, Dawn liked to say. 

Still, her memory goes back to when they first met. After she caught it, she sent him out. They stared at each. Giratina lowered his head and she hugged him and whispered the words that Giratina always wanted to hear.

“You aren’t alone anymore.”

The air breezed lightly, her hair flew in the same direction. It was fun, being behind a tree to just relax for a change. Silence, nothing else to be heard anywhere. A small sigh came from the girl. “People say life is full of opportunities, but is it for someone like me? Will they stay calm when she awakens? Running away seems so easy, to end up being a memory. Could I live with that?”

The scents of her surroundings roamed around her. Soothing, yet she still thought. “Will I continue to chase people out of my life due to that little girl? Sometimes I wonder, if I am the one in control or is she? Is she choosing to stay low and wait for a perfect prey? I think I choose to do what I do, but she could be the one making the moves. Perhaps it is me who is the monster and not her.” 

“Am I the one who seeks the prey and hunt it down? Is she the one telling me to do this, to the point that I realize before it is too late?” Dawn yawned and then smiled. “No, I am in control. The strange looks I get prove that. No one can believe that ‘the monster finally got control.’” The raven-haired girl tightened her fist. “I am not a monster.. Just different from the others. Can they blame me for not always being me?” Then she laid down, before sleeping.

“Would you care to tell me, Miss Dusk?”

The raven-haired girl was fishing at Lake Verity, a bit sad that she was all alone. Barry had run off again, her best friend. Lucas seemed to be very busy with work at the lab. Those Galactic girls were probably off doing something bad. Like it had started, she was alone.

Memories of the past came back from being at the lake. She could easily tie it to her friends and the Lake guardians. Mesprit, the Emotion Pokemon, was Dawn. Uxie, the Knowledge Pokemon, was Lucas. Azelf, the Willpower Pokemon, was Barry. The Emotion Pokemon wondered around after, unlike the other two Pokemon. Was that how Dawn was. Always traveling, hoping no one would find her and waiting for a miracle. 

“Am I going to wonder the world to find or to find someone? Waiting for something special to happen. To wish to become someone else or to find myself. Who am I?” She spoke to herself, not expecting an answer. Dawn went on. “The girl who was once locked up for being a monster, the girl who raged to reached the top or the girl who is champion and knows control?”

“Did they ever expect a monster to be a hero?”