Hello there and welcome to my new story! This is a WhiteXGhetsis pairing which, correct me if I am wrong, but I believe it is called Gretelshipping.

I am actually going to try and show a lighter side of Ghetsis, (if it actually exists... I'm still not quite sure). In the first couple chapters he should be acting normally, and it might be a little serious, but after that I will try and lighten things up.

In a pairing like this, (a bit of a crack pairing), really anything can be imagined, so I'm excited.

Anyway, disreguard my ramblings. Reviews and critiques are welcomed and appriciated!

I hope you enjoy! :)

~Poke-lover88


Chapter 1: How It All Began

White dropped to her knees, shocked by the outcome of the battle. She returned her Serperior and told it what a great job it had done, even though she had lost.

She was the legendary hero, she had fought N, the one who opposed her ideals, and easily won, without even breaking a sweat. But when his father challenged her, the result wasn't the same.

Ghetsis smirked, proud of his accomplishment. But when she looked up at the man she believed to be more monster than human with tears in her crystal blue eyes, his heart suddenly sank.

The small girl collapsed on the floor in front of him was his enemy, the one he despised, but somehow he still felt his heart pounding when she looked at him.

Ghetsis was a harsh man, a manipulative man, one not capable of love. And yet somehow that was the exact feeling he felt for this girl. He had tried to deny it, but eventually realized he would have to come to terms with the feeling, and he had figured out what he was to do about it.

White wiped her eyes and stood up, glaring at him.

"Now what?" she spat, pure hatred in her eyes.

"Well, I believe I won, and so I get my half of the deal." he said in his deep voice.

She looked surprised, "What deal?" she hadn't been informed of one, and the notion scared her.

"If I win, I get my prize." he said in a devilish tone.

She nodded, "And what is that prize; world domination, my Pokémon?" she cringed at the latter option. It was most likely the one he wanted, and if he said he did in fact want to take her so called unbeatable team, she would try and outrun the evil man.

He shook his head and her eyes widened, wondering what he wanted. He didn't speak as he called out his large Hydreigon. She stood motionless as he held out his hand, asking her to come closer.

She hesitated for a while before she walked closer to him.

She carefully looked him up and down. He was extremely tall, and towered over her. His pastel green hair hung over his shoulders, bringing an accent to his white and purple robes. Overall he wouldn't have been such a scary man if it weren't for the red rectangle over his right eye, shielding it from any view; and the eye that was visible that was an otherworldly red, glowing with greed.

He beckoned her closer, beginning to be irritated with her hesitation.

She stopped a few feet away from him and he growled, wanting her to be closer, close enough to grab his hand.

"So what is your prize?" she again questioned.

He dropped his hand to his side, realizing she wasn't going to take it, and carefully climbed on his Hydreigon.

"Come." he said nodding for her to again come closer.

She obliged after a few minutes of thought which made Ghetsis very agitated. 'Why wasn't she trusting him?' Of course that answer was glaringly obvious, he had basically ruined her life, but he believed she should have forgiven him already.

He hastily grabbed her hand and yanked her onto the Hydreigon also.

"Wait..." she murmured, starting to get the clue as to what he wanted. She knew Ghetsis hated her, as he did; but she didn't know the other emotion that seemed to take the spotlight when he looked at her nowadays. She believed he was taking her as prisoner, and would slowly torture her as he watched because of all the strain she had put on his organization.

"Let's go Hydreigon." Ghetsis cooed to the large Pokémon and it growled in understanding as it started to lift itself upwards, moving towards the gaping hole in the ceiling courtesy of a hyper beam during battle.

"Wait, no!" she said starting to wriggle around, trying to get off the large creature. Ghetsis quietly and firmly held her in place and she began to panic.

Her breathing picked up and she contemplated what she could do. A flash of green caught her eye and she realized N was still standing in the room, looking at the ground, still shocked from the emotional drain he had suffered from both her and his father.

"N, help!" she cried, struggling to get off the dragon.

N wasn't listening, his thoughts far away, and stood unmoving.

"N please!" she begged as the dragon flew higher. She was pleading to a boy whom she really didn't know, they were just acquaintances, he seemed to be her only hope now; but N stood unmoving, unhearing.

The Hydreigon successfully made it through the roof and White continued to struggle. Ghetsis had remained quiet, pleased by her discomfort but spoke up out of annoyance and concern.

"If you actually manage to get off of him now, it won't be such a happy ending for you." he said, one eyebrow raised.

White looked down and realized for the first time exactly how high they were. She clutched onto the Hydreigon for dear life, now not attempting to escape.

They flew in silence for a while, both of them deep in thought before White spoke up.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked, not wanting to turn around and see his repulsive stare.

"To my castle." he replied simply.

"I thought that was your castle." she said pointing behind them, hazarding a glance at the man behind her.

His lips twitched into a slight smile, "I have two." he answered.

White knew that he was the true leader and King of Team Plasma. N had just been a pawn, yet another person whom Ghetsis used and then threw away when he was done.

She began shaking, realizing that her life would most likely soon be over once they reached the castle.

Ghetsis frowned, wondering why she was shaking, possibly it was because she was cold, they were flying rather high. He patted the Hydreigon lightly and it knew to move down.

Soon a large mountain was seen in the distance. Ghetsis' heart raced as the notion of White living inside his castle made him oddly excited.

'What is wrong with you Ghetsis?' he questioned to himself, trying to conjure up the images of the girl in front of him that made him angry, like when she destroyed most of his organization. He felt more comfortable when he was angry; as that was the only emotion he had felt most of his life.

Soon as they got closer White realized that a large building, which looked somewhat like a castle was built into the side of the mountain. Her eyes widened.

"Is that where we are going?" she asked, cringing away from Ghetsis as his chest touched her back.

"Yes" he answered simply, patting Hydreigon so it would fly down to the building.

"The police are after you, you know." she said, smirking at the idea of Ghetsis getting caught.

He frowned, "I know, but they won't find me here."

"Where are we anyway?" she asked, again hazarding a glance at the terrifying man.

"Not important." he said clearing his throat. They landed on a small platform and he returned his dragon.

"Come." Ghetsis said in a stern voice and began walking towards the door to the castle.

She remained unmoving and anger boiled inside of him. He snarled as he tightly grabbed her arm and pulled her along with him. She yipped in pain as she was dragged along.

His grip stayed firm, but at the sound of her pain he let up a bit, his heart wanting to ask if she was okay, but his brain telling him to squeeze harder, to break the arm of this wretched girl.

He listened to neither and continued walking in silence.

"Lord Ghetsis!" a grunt appeared out of a room and looked surprised.

"Where are Anthea and Concordia?" Ghetsis asked in a harsh voice.

"Right where you said for them to be." the grunt replied and bowed.

Ghetsis grunted and kept walking, White still in tow.

White had known about Anthea and Concordia; they were supposedly N's sisters, so that meant they were Ghetsis' daughters.

White again yelped at a surge of pain in her arm and Ghetsis finally gave into his heart.

"If I let you go, will you follow me?" he asked in an irritated voice.

She nodded and he released her arm, bruises from his grip already starting to appear.

She quietly followed Ghetsis through hall after hall, room after room, all the while rubbing her arm before he came to a halt.

"Here" he said pushing open a door. White looked inside hesitantly and saw a very lavish room, with a large white bed and white carpeting.

"What is this?" she asked, fearing for her demise in this room, her blood would stain everything.

"Your room." he replied in a monotone voice. She slowly walked inside and the door was shut behind her. By now White was very confused. She had not expected to have a room, not anything of her own, except maybe a prison cell, or a gravestone.

She shook her head, ridding it of these grim thoughts. 'If Ghetsis was going to kill me, I would think he wouldn't have wasted any time' she thought while gently setting her bag on the bed. She was startled when the door flew back open and two bubbly girls walked in.

"Hi there, you must be White." one said. She recognized them to be Anthea and Concordia; they were holding towels and blankets and set them on her bed.

"Welcome to our home!" they both said, smiling at White.

"But..." White started; utterly confused by everything that was happening.

"But what darlin?" one asked. White was eighteen and these girls looked to be in their lower twenties. White hesitated, and then asked the question she had wanted to for a while now.

"Isn't he..." she said motioning to where Ghetsis had been, "going to kill me?"

Both of the women burst out laughing and shook their heads. "No, he isn't going to kill you."

White was shocked, but oddly relieved, "Then why did he bring me here?" she asked.

Anthea and Concordia paused, looking at each other and turned back to the girl.

"We don't really know."

White widened her eyes as the two women started walking towards the door.

"If you need anything just let us know." they both said in unison, smiling, and closed the door behind them.

White hesitantly changed into her pajamas.

'What could he want with me?' she questioned to herself. 'If not death, or revenge, then what?'