After a little more small talk with my father, I went to check up on my twin and see her condition. She is always training to be the most overpowering soldier...maybe even a mercenary. That sure would give great honor to my family especially. The first female mercenary out of time, and for a pokemon to become the first. We would have expected our human companions to reach their time much sooner than us. But their power is limited, but our downfall is our intelligence to them. We respect the man as the higher and more dominant being of our species since they reach intelligence to an astonishing level. We simply cannot compete with their intelligence of contraptions, resourcefulness, teamwork, and planning. But still...our power difference is indisputable, moreover, it makes an easy victory for us against them, but we don't follow a road of departure and arguments. You already know how I and my father see things of the world's view of...free will I should say, and how they use it. my sister...well...she only cares about two things.
Power and love...those are the only two motivators in her life. Even as a Shinx she became very strong for a youngling...and as through time she became wickedly powerful, and never stop growing. Although we're nearly grown up and ready to take our father's position, we still have a lot to go. Whereas she trained in the power session, I took a more subtle and smarter way of training. Learning about the king's rule and leadership skills with past other rulers. I took it much more seriously when I matured to my Luxio form, and my sister as well with her combative training. Together we're both making crucial progress in our lives, and reach our full potential to reach our end goals. So far...we don't have any greater quest than reach the top, and it also seems to be our father's ultimate fantasy. Although I have my own plans...my sister seems to honor her father in a more following way. Having her own, and father's goals in mind to keep her driven and focused. I seem to have my mother's adventure in mind rather than filling out my father's dream, although I wish I could do both...it may drive me to my limit, and prevent me from completely carrying out my destiny. But now...my twin is in need of me, and she doesn't even know it.

Me: Hey Nezva I need your right now, and you need me! We both need each other and I just wanted to-AGH!

Nesva: What do you want peasant? Give me one valid reason not to take your life for wandering my plains...

Me: Nezva it's me, Ezahn! Release your grip upon me!

Nesva: Just because you're a luxray, doesn't mean you can claim to be my blood relative. Anyone can say that. How would I know it's the real Ezahn?

Me: *sigh* Because...I'm never there when I should be...longing to see your strength and train, wanting your twin to be there to see how much his sister has matured. But...instead caught up in education and learning...

From the factual, yet unfortunate words; she widened her eyes from hearing the emotional truth, and released her claw from my neck. As soon as I got up on my feet she released into tears, showing me all the affection she can give. She wrapped her front paws around my neck and cried on me...I couldn't resist this long-lost-love that I should have given her, instead of focusing on my personal goals.

Nezva: Oh Ezahn, it is you! I miss the times when we had these moments! Please forgive my evil insolence! I...I only wanted to test to see if it was you...

Me: All is forgiven...I understand. You miss my love that badly? Seems I've been a very bad brother...and I want to fix that as much as I can.

Nezva: th-thank you. That means everything to me...just to have your affection again. I miss you.

Me: I'm in the same world, sister. And I love you...I think you needed to hear that.

She just pushed me to the ground, with her on top. And licked my face affectionately. I missed this lovable quality in her. So fierce, yet so kind. But then she all of a sudden stopped as if we are being watched.

Nezva: Wait! I need to get back to something. It's so we can enjoy our time together more efficiently. Quilot! Tinka, and the rest of you out here! You all have been dismissed!

After her calling out to some names I have never known before. I saw approximately 5 pokemon come out as if hiding or sheathed by the straw of the field. We had to leave out from the cover ourselves so we could all be seen without an issue. What I saw was odd for a team of six. A Froakie, Rowlet, Sneasel, Torchic, and a Zorua. Still, this is a puzzling team. Each one of them has a weakness towards each other...or maybe my sister is a better trainer and trainee than I thought. I sure have skipped out on a lot of invaluable detail about her, and it puts me to shame. But I had to shake it off, as it wasn't the time to feel down.

Nezva: Ezahn, this is currently my team of younglings I'm training with. I'm in command here so, as always I'm in command. My handpicked team of future mercenaries.

Quilot: Why did we have to be called out?

The young Froakie asked my sister. I tried to be a part of the situation as best I could, as to appear modest.

Nezva: Because training is done for today. As a matter of fact, I should introduce you all to my brother here.

Enok: You had a brother Nezva? How come you never told us?

She looked down for a second like something poisoned her soul. I looked at her waiting for her to say, but she never confessed. She just ignored it and went back to the previous topic.

Nezva: I've just been busy. So Ezahn...these all are my trainee's. I need my own team to trust and empower, so I picked these younglings. Certainly have potential, but needs much work and tweaking. The Froakie is Quilot, as you heard me call her. Inja is the Rowlet, which is a female too. And one other thing, I have three males and two females with me. The Dark-type, Fire, and the last Dark one too. I thought you were paying attention to the names.

Me: Ok...just tell me instead of making me guess.

Nezva: Ok you gruff luxray, calm down. The little Sneasel here is a male as well, and his name being Ano. Torchic here is Izzen and male too. And last our friend here Zorua is Goquin, the last male.

Me: So just to recap. Quilot the Froakie, Inja the Rowlet, Izzen the Torchic, Ano the Sneasel, and Goquin the Zorua?

Nezva: Precisely! Nonetheless, the rest of you younglings can take your leave now. Stealth was good today, children. Tomorrow you need to work on ambushing, but since it's nearly impossible to sneak on me I will be a good obstacle for you all. Use teamwork and planning...for now you're all free to go.

Ano: But..we were having fun!

Goquin: Why did it all have to end so soon...

Nezva: Leave now otherwise I will enforce punishment! These are my plains to command and I want all of you out of my presence!

Hearing her booming voice sent a violent growl through the ground. It scared the younglings off immediately and they all scattered, like Rattata' that found a stash of loot. After that she turned to me with a warm smile, as if waiting for me to compliment her.

Me: Well I sure have missed out a lot of detail about you Nezva. Attractive and fierce, also gruesome strength. I miss bonding together...

Nezva: Me too brother...I love it just as much. Hey how about we sleep together tonight? We haven't seen each other in so long, I just wanted to...reconnect with you.

Me: Oh I would love that. I've been so...focused on what I wanted, not what WE needed. Finally...after so long we can be the two siblings we wanted.

Nezva: For now...let me show you how strong I am. I've always wanted to show my brother how much I've accomplished over the years.

*Later that evening*

I and Nezva were laying in the field she said she owns. I was lying down peacefully, as my sister braided and combed my head fur with her paws and tongue. It was a wonderful feeling to have back since my mother was the only one who gave me this affection...but I only had that when I was a Shinx. It never lasted long enough for our mother to get the full pleasure of cuddling with her child. Thankfully Nezva has "somehow" caught onto that motherly ability.

Me: I've missed your touch...so soft and pricelessly affectionate.

Nezva: Hmph...I've missed touching you...Ezahn. After so long we finally get time to ourselves. It makes me feel like I've been reborn...just to be in your presence again. But...I would like to know something Ezahn.

Me: Yes I will tell you anything...

She stopped for a minute to look for the proper words, but when I looked back to her seeing she couldn't find the words to tell me. Rather a distressed face with a sinking feeling. She turned back to me, finally gathering the courage to speak, but still kept her unhappy expression.

Nezva: Brother...do you love me? And If you do why do you push me away?

Me: *sigh* I guess it's time you knew why. I tend to be loveless towards you because...I do love you.

Nezva: How does that make sense! Tell me straightforward Ezahn, I want the cold, hard truth. I want the reason why you...why you show no love towards me...at times. Is it because you're so focused on royal education? Or...do you just not...

She found it hard to finish her last sentence. I immediately cut her off, not wanting her to feel the pain of her own words.

Me: No no, Nezva it's not that at all. I...I find this hard to say because it moves me to shame to say so. But...the reason why I may not show such a...bond anymore...is because I'm afraid.

Nezva: Afraid? But...how you're the bravest one out of our family, if not the country! What are you afraid of though? If this obstacle is really as humongous as you make it.

Me: I'm...afraid of losing you Nezva...once you die, or someone takes your life...all that love...it will be thrown away all from the hands of your killer. And I want it to hurt as little as possible when it does happen. I already lost my mother...I don't want anyone else to be taken from my life...and knowing you are dead too would destroy me. I would never stop mourning.

Hearing me say this oddly made her smile. She seemed to not take it as such a large weight, but instead a simple situation. I was thoughtless of any possible outcomes to this end...either I lose her and cry my full heart. Or I suck it up and spare my tears, still knowing it hurts to an extent. She just nuzzled my head represented a smile, my comment not bothering her.

Nezva: Oh Ezahn...if I only I knew that sooner. This is easy to fix Ezahn. But just know that...weeping over one's death...it's unavoidable, but it shows how you really feel about that one dear to you. Is that really why you don't show your full affection towards me?

Me: Y-yes sister. I don't love you with my full potential...because I'm afraid of losing you...losing that love. That invaluable bond...destroyed by death. I don't want to lose everything...please don't be mad at me.

She just smiled and sighed. She rested her head on mine affectionately. She held me closer, sharing the warmth of our bodies in her hold on me.

Nezva: No...I'm not. We need to spend as much time as possible together. But..there is no doubt you will shed tears, brother, it's impossible to avoid. So hold onto me...love me while you have the chance...before that fateful day. Instead of staying away from me, constantly fearing that unpleasant end. Because I love you too brother...more than anything, and I always put you first. I don't want anything to possibly destroy this affection...and when one of us eternally rest...promise me...please...that the world will remember me. Tell the world about my power and goals...it's all I ask.

Me: I promise you...it will happen. You and father are all I have left and I will take your advice, besides I miss all of this. You're the only female who has the best touch.

Nezva: Well...might as well enjoy it as much as you can.

I went back to rest, while my sister cared for me. She continually braided scratched and licked me until I fell into a slumber. After she noticed I was resting she stopped and joined my sleep as well. I'm glad I was able to settle that malicious feeling in the back of my head. It would have haunted me forever...