~Lucy's P.O.V~ I feel bad for just dumping all my worries onto Rye like that I mean, I only just met him a few minutes ago. "Your not wrong Eevee, I can feel it too," says a mysterious voice. I jump up and look at where the voice came from, so did Rye. Behind us stood a pure white Pokemon.  "What kind of Pokemon are you," I asked the white Pokemon. The White Pokemon answers, " I'm an Eevee just like you, my names Grace and i'm the protector of the forest.   

~Rye's P.O.V~ A protector? I remember a story that protects are Pokemon who protect the area's that Pokemon live from disasters. They are shiny Pokemon as well. "I've heard about protects, so what's going on?"

~Grace's P.O.V~ Should I tell them. I don't even know there names yet. I just have to warn them. "Be careful, everything's about to change."