Author's note: Point of view change will be indicated byxxx. Also, this is version specific. If you don't like the idea of N being the Hero of Truth or my OC Angel the Hero of Ideals then oh well.

Prologue

2 years after the White and Black Chapter: The Unova region has lived in peace for the past two years. Because of me, who the residents have dubbed the Heroine of Unova, and the International Police, most of the important figures in Team Plasma were arrested. The only ones left are their leaders N and Ghetsis, and other grunts who are making new lives. N and I are now dating, but we only meet up every once in a while since the Police are looking for him. I have tried to convince them that all N wanted to know was the truth and since he found that, he isn't going to cause any more trouble. All we managed to agree on is that in another two years if they haven't heard anything else about him then they will stop their search. Bianca is now one of Professor Juniper's main assistants and Unova has expanded. Aunt Sam, Cheren and I have moved to the new Aspertia City and Cheren became a gym leader there as well as the teacher of the trainer's school. I challenged Alder and became the champion, and after passing the task of finding Ghetsis to the International Police, I am now living quietly in our new home, occasionally flying out somewhere to meet up with N. I would've gone home to Pallet Town, but Mom thought that it would be a good idea for my little sister, Kamlyn to start her own journey and wanted me to stay here and run her through the basics of being a Pokemon Trainer. I told Mom that Ghetsis was still out there and anyone related to me was in danger, but she said that my Pokemon have always protected me so Kamlyn's will too. She has one Pokemon, a little Pachirisu that I gave her for her 11th birthday, arrived a few months ago, and is attending the Trainer school. She quickly became top of her class with little guidance and was seconded by Hugh. Professor Juniper decided to give both of them a Pokedex and a starter Pokémon. Cheren and I decided that when Kamlyn defeated him in a gym battle, she would finally start her own journey. And that's where this story begins.

Chapter 1: Discovery

(starts in Kamlyn's POV)

"Ok... Yea, I'll be sure to tell her. See you tomorrow." My sister was on the phone with someone. Ever since I arrived in Unova, she's been acting different. She's being more social and goes out with friends often. In the past, she didn't go out a lot.

"Who were you talking to?"

"Bianca. She wanted me to tell you that she's bringing over the Pokémon tomorrow. You and Pachirisu will be able to start your own journey."

"Cool!...so what are the three Pokémon I'll be able to choose from?"

"Oshawott, Tepig, and Snivy." Angel tells me. "As for their types..." She opens her mouth to continue, but then a ringing noise comes from upstairs, "Let's leave that part a surprise." She then rushes upstairs without another word.

"Angel!" I follow her and arrive at her door, only to find that it is once again locked. Every time she hears her computer or Xtransceiver or something ring, she would go to her room and lock the door, and I'm getting tired of it. One minute she would be talking to me, and the next she would be talking to this mystery person from her locked room. I've managed to figure out that it is a boy, but nothing else. I am going to attempt to eavesdrop again, but Pachirisu begins pulling on my leg. I never even realized that she followed me up. "Hi, I suppose you want dinner, huh?" She nods her head and scampers downstairs. I admit I was thrilled whenever Angel came home from her Sinnoh journey just in time for my birthday. I was her main correspondence throughout all her travels, and when she saw a new Pokemon, she always sent me a picture of it. I had wrote numerous times in my letters that I thought Pachirisu was the most adorable Pokémon ever, and I was so excited when she handed me a Pokéball for a birthday gift. I asked her what it was and all she told me was to stop asking and open it up already. I opened up the Pokéball and squealed with joy when I saw the little white and blue electric squirrel appear. Two years after that, mom suggested that I go on my own journey with Pachirisu and that I should start training in Unova with Angel. I was so excited to hear that my own sister would be showing me the ropes of being a Pokémon trainer and left right away, but the fact that we almost never had long conversations because of some mystery boy was tiresome. Besides, I had a nagging suspicion that this person was a boyfriend, and no one was dating my sister without me at least seeing him. Finally giving up, I head downstairs to feed Pachirisu.

xxx

"So how is Kam's training going?" The green-haired boy on my computer screen asks me.

"Pretty good, she's at the top of her class. I think she'll be ready to take on Cheren soon. As a result, I'm not so much as teaching as just watching now."

"Well, that only makes sense, I mean you're both related to Norman from Hoenn and you're the champion of five regions, so she would have a natural talent for battle too right?" N is still getting used to accepting that my entire family is involved in the art of Pokémon battling and he can't quite completely hide his disgust at them. You have to give the guy credit for trying though.

"Yeah, I suppose so. I guess that I just never pictured her going on her own journey. But she wouldn't of been happy just staying home, hearing about everything I've done, and then being told that she wasn't allowed to do the same. I just wish that Mom had her start out in Kanto like me. Heck, I would have been okay with her going to Hoenn where Dad could look after her. Anywhere but here. I wouldn't be surprised if Ghetsis is plotting something again, and I bet that he would love to have the opportunity to hurt me by harming her." Oops, there I go ranting off again. I'm so lucky that N is the type of guy who will just let me talk and wait patiently for me to finish. If he wasn't, then we probably would've broken up a long time ago.

N looks at me with a little concern, "I wouldn't put it past him either, but as long as she doesn't tell anyone that she's related to you than you shouldn't have to worry about that. You have told her right?" N's tone becomes more serious and and he raises his eyebrows at me.

"No, not yet. I plan on telling her all of that tomorrow before she leaves. That way it will be the last thing she hears." Kamlyn already knows about everything that happened here; it was practically the first thing she asked about when she got here. There are a few things I have kept a secret, though, and I haven't warned her what the dangers of being related to me are yet.

"You could've told her a long time ago had you kept writing to her. That's probably a major reason why she didn't object to coming here; you didn't warn her ahead of time." he says critically, "Do you plan on telling her about me then, too?"

"Nope. I want to tell her eventually, but right now, us dating is my little secret. And I do feel bad for not writing to her, but I knew that had I told her about my situation back then, she would have relayed it back to everyone in Pallet Town. I didn't want to worry anybody."

"Hey, she's your sister, so it's your call. Not much you can do about it now anyway." I know that he still disapproves of my decision to keep Kam in the dark for so long, but I also know that he doesn't want to anger me by being too critical.

"Besides, what would she have said if I told her that I fell in love with the guy I was fighting to save Unova from?" I laugh a little after saying this and see him smiling back.

"Probably the same way Ghetsis reacted when I said that I fell in love with a Pokémon trainer. Not to mention the one who could stop me from achieving my dream at the time. Complete and utter shock, with nothing short of confusion as well." He then laughs along with me. We keep on talking for a while until we hear a clang from his side of the screen. "I have to go now, but I'll call you as soon as I can in the morning." He's starting to get a little panicky and says this hurriedly.

"Okay then, good night, love you." I don't want him to get off, but I also don't want him to get caught either, so after getting a 'Love you' back, I end the call and stand up. I wish that he didn't have to stop talking with me so suddenly sometimes, and it worries me when he doesn't call back in a while. If he couldn't call, he would usually send me a text saying that he was alright though. I look at my clock and realize that it is already ten! I unlock my door and go brush my teeth, wondering how early he will be able to call tomorrow. Hopefully either before Kam gets up, or after she leaves the house. She's been trying to find out who N is for the longest time; she doesn't think I know, but every chance she gets she's always listening in, probably hoping to at least get a name. As a result, I started locking my door, and I'm careful to not say his name when we talk to each other.

Kam bumps into me on the way back, "Who were you talking to all evening?" There is a note of suspicion in her voice. Here we go again, every single day she asks this question, and my answer never changes.

"Same person I always talk to." I reply nonchalantly, I walk back into my room, turn off the lights, and walk to my bed. "Goodnight Vulpix." I whisper; she fell asleep a long time ago, but I still tell her anyway.

xxx

"Today's the day!" I leap out of bed shouting. "Come on Pachirisu get up!" Pachirisu also jumps up and starts scampering around excitedly. "Let's get ready!" I throw my clothes on and bound out of my room. I'm about to dash past Angel's room when I hear talking coming from inside.

"Officer Jenny apparently got word that someone was hanging out by the old warehouse that Team Plasma once used as a base. So I ran out of there and flew away on an Unfezant." It's that same voice that I always hear. A boy with a gentle tone.

"You were in the warehouses!? You must have been so cold, N!" I hear my sister's voice exclaim. N? I thought that was the guy who tried to take everyone's Pokemon away two years ago. Why would she be talking to him? I test the doorknob and it turns.

I burst into the room and shout, "Why are you talking to N?!" Both my sister and the boy with green hair on her computer screen look stunned.

The boy, who must be N, chuckles. "Busted!" He says though a laugh. Angel turns back to me, horrified. N is right; she is definitely busted.