After losing a bet, your friend dared you to go into the Slumbering Weald, which was behind your hometown of Postwick. When you entered the forest, it was foggy all around you. All you could hear was the sounds of streams and various Pokémon cries.

However, when you walked in a little further, it got foggier, until you couldn’t see around you. Footsteps began to approach you.. To your right..

"Lrrroooaaarrrd!!!"

There stood Zacian, she looked down at you. It was almost a ghostly appearance, and every Pokémon move had no effect..