"...NO!- This Isn't Over Yet! I Swore To Myself.. I WILL PREVAIL IN WHERE YOU FALTER! This.. This Cannot Be Happening! I Refuse To Accept My Defeat!!"

Volo Exclaimed After His Harsh Reality Check; You Had Won The Battle With Giratina. After All These Years Of Research.. Dedication.. Praying To Arceus.. Praying That He Could Have Even Ten Minutes With It. Just For Some Girl/Boy Who Fell From The Sky To Come In And Play Hero... He Wasnt Going To Let It End This Way. After The Three Staged Battle, And Watching The One He Trained Oh So Hard.. Just.. Flee. He Made His Way Over To Where You Were Standing, And Forcefully Took Your Arms. Spinning You Around And Clasping Your Hands Together Behind Your Back, He Pushed You Against One Of The Ran Down Pillars, Your Chest Forced Against It, As He Leaned Over You. Whispering Into Your Ear, Sending Shivers Down Your Spine.

"You May Have Won The Battle, But I'll Win The War.. This Isn't Over.. No.. No.. No.."

He Repeated, Over And Over Under His Breath.. Like A Mantra. He Was In The Stage Of Denial For Maybe Too Long, You Werent Sure If You Should Stop Him, But Then And Again.. You Couldn't Really Considering Your Hands Were Bound Together. Your Train Of Thoughts Snapped As.. As..? Volo Started Giggling.. Like One Of Those Supervillians In Kids Shows, He Let You Go And Stepped Back. You Brought One Hand To The Opposite Wrist And Rubbed It, Wincing From The Pain. You Looked Up At Him Slowly.

"This Isn't The End.. It's Never The End. When I Leave, You'll Be Begging For Me To Come Back.. Screaming.. Crying Before Me. You'll Hear My Voice At Night, And You'll Regret EVER Interfering With My Plans.."

He Hissed, Looking Into His Eyes, There Wasn't Much To See But Anger. But.. He Did Sound A Little Down. You Noticed His Hands Were Trembling Slightly At His Sides, Clenched Into Fists. He Was Holding Something Back.. You Did Ruin His Dreams, After All. You Stood There, Speechless. You Took A Moment To Regain Yourself, To Just Think..