The rain poured down onto the thick grass below the clouds, making the puddles rise up with sounds.
Plop. Plop. Plop.
N rushed through Accumula Town, his face buried in his hands through shame.
He had been defeated, his mission unaccomplished. Pokemon still had to fight to the death to make their owners famous.
And what did they get?
Nothing. The Pokemon kept being mistreated and bruised, and that was their life.
All N had wanted to do was help them, save them from their pitiful lives, help them live to the fullest.
But he had failed, horribly in fact. He wanted nothing to do with anyone anymore. He wanted to run away into the wild, where Ghetsis had 'found' him.
"Come back!"
N turned around, still running, to see Ghetsis chasing after him, not wanting him to go.
"I'm still proud of you! Even if we couldn't change the people's morals!"
N stayed silent, still running, and jumped through an alleyway between two houses.
At the end, some bushes and trees were seen. 'This is it,' he thought, jumping into the trees, his hair naturally blending in with the leaves.
His fat guardian looked up into the trees where N had jumped, but he was nowhere to be seen.
N sat there, his hair wrapped around him like a scarf to help him blend into the trees around him.
Ghetsis launched into the wild under the trees, in hope of finding his 'son'.
N breathed heavily as he jumped from tree to tree.
Hopefully he would be able to find the Pokemon that had raised him until the age of nine, when Ghetsis found him.
"Hello there," N remembered Ghetsis saying. "Are you lost?"
He jumped down from the trees, his memory as lively as ever. "This is the spot."
N looked around, but there were no Pokemon to be seen. It had been some time, they had probably been captured by some other trainers.
He gave a sigh, resting his head back against a tree.
It was dark. 'I should just get some sleep,' N thought.
As he dozed off, the storm around him grew more fierce, thunder making the ground shake.
RUMBLE RUMBLE. CRASH!
Snore... Snore...
N didn't usually snore in his sleep, but it seemed as though his Pokemon instincts were taking over.
He was dreaming. Dreaming a very strange dream indeed...
"Are you okay there?" A strange figure stood before him. "Are you lost?" "It's okay, you're gonna be safe."
A purple and red haze danced around the figure. "Let me help you..."
ZAP!
The lightning hit the tree. Thunder rumbled even louder.
"Argh!"
N was hit by lightning, his head feeling ill.
"Let me help you..."
ZAP!
"Argh!"
ZAP!
"Grr..."
Swat.
The sun shone in his eyes. Was it already morning? One thing was for sure, N was wet.
"Achoo! Yuck!" N tried to stand up, but fell over trying. Again, he failed. 'I just need to find my balance...' N thought as he looked down at his paws.
Wait... PAWS?!
N gave a shriek. He wasn't normal! He looked around, he wasn't in the woods! He was on a beach, the wetness was the water splashing against his face!
He looked down at himself one more time. "What has happened?"
"Hi?"
