A/N: HI~! I'm new to the fandom, since my best friend got me into pokemon after Black and White was released. This is my first pokemon fanfic. I'd appreciate it if people reviewed!
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri.
Summary: "I wonder…" Touya began to think aloud as he slumped backwards onto his bed, looking up at the light-green colored ceiling. "What would it be like if N wasn't part of Team Plasma?"
~Prolouge~
He looked around the area with a confused look on his face. 'A rally? Why would they hold a rally here?' He thought as a group of people with Medieval-Knight styled clothes filled the area. He tried looking through the incredibly large crowd of trainers, trying to get a peek at the man who was going on and on about freeing pokemon. With the medieval cloak and that red eye, it was no doubt that it was Ghetsis, Team Plasma's leader. He blinked in confusion. "B-But… If Team Plasma is still here, then—"
"Your pokemon… Just now it was saying.."
A cold chill went down his spine. 'That voice!' He thought, freezing in shock upon hearing that line. It was the same line that N had said before, but… it sounded….different, yet familiar. "W-Who are you?" He asked the unknown being while trying to figure out where he had heard that voice before. As he turned in the direction of the voice to face the being, his eyes widened upon seeing his features. "It can't be…," Touya stared in disbelief at the figure. The figure was male, only a couple inches taller than him. His eyes were covered by his long dark bangs and his long hair was pulled in a loose ponytail. He wore the clothes that N had worn when Touya had first met him. Nonetheless, Touya could saw a glimpse of the male's face, which was hidden by the shadow of his hat. As soon as he had recognized this man, a feeling of pure horror spread throughout his body. "You're…"