I want to tell you a story.
A story about a Vaporeon, that was killed.
It was a winter day. A battle was going on. It was a battle between a Flareon, and the Vaporeon. They both had trainers, you see. It looked like the Vaporeon should have won, because of its type. But it lost.
The trainer left, and took it, far into the forest, so no one could follow. The trainer screeched at her for failing at the battle and kicks it once, hard. The Vaporeon whimpers.. Then suddenly the trainer started to beating her so badly that the Vaporeon was bleeding. The trainer said, "You easily could have won that battle."
The next day, the trainer challenged the boy with the Flareon again, and once again, the Flareon beat him. The trainer got upset again, and took his Vaporeon into a nearby graveyard. The Vaporeon followed, now knowing what would happen, until it was far too late.
The trainer wrapped the rope around its neck, pulling, making the Vaporeon choke and gasp. He kept pulling and pulling, until its neck snapped and the choking stopped. The trainer walked away, as if nothing had happened.
Some time later, it was found. Covered in dirt and blood, with the rope still wrapped tight. It was taken to the Pokemon Tower.
As for the trainer, Late one night, a ghost appeared, one that felt familiar. The ghost attacked him. He sent his Charizard to defend him. He had a sickening feeling that he needed to win.
The fight was long and hard, cruel and wicked.. His room ended covered in ashes and soaked, anything once usable burnt. He was found dead, the next morning, not from fires, but from shock. No one is sure of why, but his Charizard has since been very afraid of Vaporeon..
You should have run.