When Black and White Worlds Collide

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Cobalion x Reshiram

Chapter 1

Black POV

Autumn

It was a bright, sunny day in Nacrene City, the city of art and culture. Today Drayden would like to see me for some reason. I already beat Alder and the Gym Leaders but Drayden said it was a special thing he would like me to see. It is strange though, I have already seen him two days before this, I wonder what he would like me to see.

I pulled out a Poke Ball and threw it into the air. 'Reshiram, come out! There are no Water-Types around!' Reshiram appeared in a ball of green light.

'Fine.' it said.

'Reshiram! Fly!' I hopped onto its warm white back and commanded, 'To Opelucid City!'

As I flew, I saw Twist Mountain and the high green hills and trees of Unova. We finally landed in front of the Dragon type Gym. Drayden is my father.

I found out about that when I battled N and won. Reshiram sighed and remembered the final battle.

Flashback ( 7 years ago )

Reshiram POV

N shouted to Zekrom 'Thunderbolt, Zekrom!'

Zekrom leaped into the air and its black tail started turning blue.

The place creaked as if two-hundred Bouffalant were charging through.

I was feeling bad because it looked as if N's dream would come true.

Humans and Pokémon were going to be separated forever.

Then, without thinking, I charged into Zekrom.

"You can't do this!" I yelled desperately at Zekrom.

I unleashed a wave of red flame and the flame attack slammed into Zekrom knocking the beast over.

Zekrom got up from his fall and looked coldly at N.

N glanced at Black coldly as well. Black stood his ground though and he returned the gaze back at N.

'You have won the battle of the two dragons. I am going to Kanto and the other regions to stop people like you from ruining my plans. We shall meet again, Black Kyremo.'

He hopped onto Zekrom and flew away, never to be seen again.

I sighed and moved my sharp grey claws on my great white arm.

'N needs to learn that humans love and work alongside Pokémon,' Black said calmly like his usual self. 'I wonder whether he will ever learn that life lesson.'

End Of Flashback

Reshiram POV

Black has always been different from my other trainers. He is fast minded, quick, not so easy to judge, kind and many more things. He has changed much since I first saw him as a stubborn ten year old.

Black jumped from me and landed on his two feet, perfectly. Black looked around, shifty and looked a bit edgy to his usual calm self.

'I wonder when they will come out,' Black said looking around with a stern look on his face. 'Normally Drayden has someone here to greet us but this place looks as if it hasn't been used for over ten years,' Black crouched down to think. He was there for a second then with a look I have never seen before appeared on his face. 'We need to get you out of here and fast,'

'Why?' I demanded off from him. He got up and turned around. 'Because-'

A silver dagger slid through the air like a slithering snake, slid right through Black's chest and straight into his heart.

Black fell to the ground in a big pile of blood.

His eyelids were closed and he lay still as a stone.

Blood was trickling down his chest and the dagger lay on the ground dripping blood.

I gathered the dead corpse of Black in my arms and cried.

'Noooooooo!'

Every human came to watch the passing of Black Kyremo.

2 Weeks Later

A funeral was on.

Every Trainer and person my best friend knew were there. None of them actually cared for him but was really there for the after dinner.

I was dressed formally in a black dress with a black veil fit for a funeral but since I was a Pokémon that really didn't work out for me.

A priest were there, clearly to say those 'sad' words that signed the afterlife contract that led Black to the graveyard that soon was going to be his resting-place forever.

'We are here to commerate the passing of Black Kyremo. He was a calm, kind, quick person who gained everyone's support and trust. May he rest in peace.' The priest prayed to Kyrem to keep Black safe and bowed his noble head.

Three Gurderr and five Sawk carried his coffin to the graveyard and dug a hole. The workers lowered Black's coffin into the hole and filled the emptiness called a hole with dirt.

Chapter End