N's expression was impossible to interpret. He sat there, watching his father being taken away. "I AM PERFECTION!!" The deranged man screamed, as he was being dragged away by my best friend and the champion of the region. I wish I was one of them. All those things Ghestis said to N were terrible. An unfeeling monster, he called him. I don't think I meet anyone who loved more than he did, even if he did say it in a different way. The screaming continued, "I ALWAYS KNEW THAT BOY WAS WORTHLESS! I KNEW IT FROM THE START, I KN .." His voice faded away. I turned to N as he got up and pulled his cap over his eyes. He walked over to me slowly, and as I did I found myself gravitating towards him.
"White, I wish to speak with you about something," he said calmly. He hesitated for a moment before grabbing my wrist gently, so that I would walk with him. Why? Did he think I wouldn't follow him or something? With all I had been through with him, I trusted him. Even though he was a leader of an evil organization, he had that unknown charm on people. I don't think he even knew.
N stopped for a moment before going on. "When I first met you in Nuvema Town, I heard the voices of your Pokémon, and they shocked me
I thought to myself, 'Why do these Pokémon
. Claim to be fond of you?' They said they wanted to stay with you." We walked a little further towards the giant chasm in the wall before he stopped again. He shook his head, confused. "I couldn't comprehend
that there were Pokémon in the world that loved people. I had no knowledge of Pokémon such as this before this moment." He turned to look at me, his eyes locked onto mine with new found wonder and sadness.
"From then on, as my journey continued, my feelings swayed
Pokémon and people were all selflessly joining their hearts to help each other," He was now standing so close to me that our noses were an inch away from each other. He unknowingly sucked me in with those intriguing green eyes of his. He continued, "So I wanted to fight you, to ascertain my feelings about you. I wanted to fight you as a fellow hero. That's what I wanted." He let go of me and walked ahead of me and stopped where his throne once stood.
"I considered only Pokémon
no, only those Pokémon who I had known to be abused, even knew as friends myself," he continued, he started looking down before looking at me again. "I shouldn't have opposed you, surrounded by all those Pokémon who loved you," He began to walk away towards the chasm, almost over the edge. I followed him, curious and worried.
the champion has forgiven me, but
what I do now will be up to me to decide," he began to move even closer to the edge
no he wouldn't. I felt my eyes begin to glaze over with tears. He released his Zekrom, patting him on the snout softly. He walked over to me and came so close that our noses touched.
"White, you said to me once that you had a dream," he continued to place his hands softly onto my neck, "that dream
must be realized," His hand moved to my cheek as he began to caress it gently, wiping away any tears left on my face, but of course, more came. "Your wonderful dreams, your ideals
have the ability to change the world. You can do it. Well then
" he began to move his nose back and forth against mine, like how a Pokémon shows affection.
"Goodbye," he began to walk away and I reached out to grab him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he jumped. I began to sob uncontrollably into his back. He couldn't leave me, not after all he put me through. But why was I so sad? He was the king of Team Plasma, wasn't he? He had made my life so stressful for the past three weeks. Shouldn't I hate him? But yet here I was, hanging onto his shirt and sobbing like a child. He turned around to face me, hesitating before returning my embrace.
"I'll come back, I promise," He said quietly before mounting his might dragon. He was about to take off when I asked, "W-When?"
"When you need me," he yelled back with a smile, and took off, Zekrom's turbine tail making my heart pulse hard. And with that N was gone.