[Author's Note: whups hi this is a rewrite of the first chapter, the previous version was really bad (this one is still probably going to be pretty bad too but w/e)]

The sun was setting in the land of Unova; colors fading from yellow, to orange, to pink, to red, and so on. The silence was peaceful, but it didn't last long. A large, white dragon was soaring through the sky. On its neck, a young man. He had green, long hair tied up into a ponytail, flowing in the wind. His name was Natural Harmonia Gropius, but everyone called him N, for reasons.

He placed his hand on the large dragon's neck, stroking the soft had met Reshiram, the dragon of truth, about a year ago. He had linked with Reshiram, learning its secrets, seeing through its eyes. He could have created an ideal world, but there was someone, someone who he had never met before. Someone

"Special? Different?" he thought to himself.

Someone more. N thought she was an enemy,
(?wanted her to be?)
but she was something else. She was the one connected to the dragon of ideals. She was the enemy, but how did she win? The protagonist is always supposed to come out on top, but he didn't. What was her name again? No. Don't try to remember. He didn't want any more unwanted memories. Who else was there? Ah yes, Ghetsis. N's father. He trusted him; put every ounce of trust into his father's words. But what did he do? He threw it away; he threw it all away. He was really manipulating N, using him for his own power. After that he just….. His thinking was interrupted when Reshiram began to descend.

N patted Reshiram's neck and it looked at him, its large blue eyes connecting with his mind. N immediately knew that Reshiram was tired. It was about a year since N saw anybody that would recognize him. He knew Unova was a big region, and the chances of seeing someone were quite low, but he was still quite careful about it. So far nobody had seen him, but tonight, things were going to change.

The sun was setting over the horizon, only about a half an hour until it would be dark. As N and the N and the dragon descended he could feel the wind starting to pick up pace. His long uncut hair began to float up. He set his hand on his bangs so they wouldn't become ruffled. It was only a few seconds until they hit the ground so N braced himself. Reshiram landed in the dreamyard, right next to Striaton City. This place. N recalled when part of Team Plasma tried to capture Munna. Of course they didn't succeed.

A small question started to form in the back of his mind. "Why didn't they succeed though?"

N pulled away from the thought immediately. He knew the answer and he told himself not to think about her. That would just cause more trouble for him. He recalled that they both agreed to go their separate ways; he would do what he wanted, as long as it didn't hurt anyone.

"No! Stop thinking about her."

He called Reshiram back into its pokeball and began walking into Striaton City. He walked past the buildings, all looking too familiar. He looked down at the grass, hands in his pockets. He kept his eyes on his feet, moving forward and then back. Before he knew it he was in front of the pokemon center. He walked into the large orange building, out of the humid summer air and into the cool air. He walked up to the nurse.

"Hello and welcome; may I take your pokemon?" the nurse asked with a friendly smile.

N nodded and took his pokeballs out of his pockets. Three in each hand, he gave them to the nurse. As he placed them into her hands he could feel her skin; soft yet worn.

She took them and said to N, "Your pokemon should be healed in about 5 minutes; please come back then." N nodded and walked to where they were selling pokemon food.

"Hello, what would you like?" the woman over the counter asked with another smile.

N smiled back and responded, "Could I get a few pounds of pokemon food?"

The nurse said, "Of course," and left to get the food. A few seconds later she came back and handed it to the young adult. She pressed a few buttons on the register and a receipt started spewing out. She handed it to N and he smiled and left to sit down. He still had a few minutes left to wait so he thought he might as well. N sat at the seat closest to the door, behind the fauna, so anyone came in, he could see them, but they could not see him.

N looked up at the clock on the wall. It was a Friday. It seemed like there was something he was missing. He shrugged it off when the nurse called for him. He walked over to the nurse and she gave him back his pokemon. "Thank you! Please come back soon!" she said. N walked out of the pokemon center, the warm summer air embracing him. N walked back to the dreamyard in a hurry, something gnawing at his gut. The humid air telling him something he could not hear. He finally got to the place where he had landed only a few minutes before. He let out all of his pokemon, allowing them to eat and stretch. He felt that another thing wasn't right; that someone was watching him. He turned around.

"Shit."