You're still half-conscious from the fire. You manage to gain the strength to say, "Who... are... you...?"
Lucario answered with a monotone, in that same gruff emotionless voice, "I am your guardian. You almost were killed along with your parents, and I couldn't let that happen."
You went into hysterical denial. No, parents couldn't have died. I saw them minutes ago. They said they'll be back. This can't be happening. "UGH!" Too... weak...
Lucario could only understand your cry of pain. He stood up and walked next to you. "You need your rest. Tomorrow we must get going though. We don't have much time."
No matter how crazy he sounded, he was right. You were still in pain. But why must he only along this day for R&R? Nevertheless, you feel tired, and collapse back on the bed. Lucario stood by your side until you drifted into that peaceful state again...
THE NEXT DAY
You woke up well rested. Surprisingly you feel well-rested, maybe they prescribed a Chansey egg while you were asleep. You grab your stuff (Which Lucario also brought from the remains of the fire), put on some clothes, and look for Lucario. You don't see him in the waiting room, so you head outside. Sure enough, he was in the parking lot. However, instead of the 4 foot tall guardian you last saw him as he was...
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