I wrote this while listening to deadmau5. House is awesome.
My first Pokemon fic! Hoo-rah!
And I do own the story; nothin' else.
I sit on the grass between our fork in the road. I often do this in the birthing hours of day, usually four or five.
I only do this to meditate for mindfulness and tranquility. And also for the calming qualities that come with meditation. This often takes hours at a time.
And while this goes on, I hear the faint sounds of my mother screaming my name.
"N! Natural! Natural Gropius!"
I open my eyes. Wait, she really was calling my name.
"N! They're taking you away! N!" she continued to yell. I grab my Lillipup from my holster, and let him out of his Ball.
"Lillipup, follow me."
"Lilli! Pup!"
We ran to my house, and a man with what seemed to be an artificial mechanical eye in a black tuxedo with a dark red cape took ahold of my mother.
"Ah, well I'd like to think your a strong Trainer, but by the looks of your pitiful Lillipup you seem to be a Pokemon Coordinator. However, you can join me, and become Champion of Unova-no, Champion of the whole Pokemon World! Do you wish to possess this power?" the man said.
"C'mon, N! Don't! This man is of evil background! Do not!" shouted my mother. To shut her up, the man electrocuted her with his cane.
"Your answer, Natural Gropius?"
"Sir, I'd be glad to join you."
"Very well then."
So yeah. This whole fic is just my theory on how N joined Team Plasma. R&R