AHA hello there reader :3 this is my first fanfic so please bear with me . Oh and I made the Black character kinda wussy-ish (nono too harsh…) Well not too wussyish..ugh…anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer:I do not own pokemon or the characters, but the plot is indeed MINE

One

The earth trembled underneath his feet as he ran. Everyone he loved, all his friends, everyone was risking their lives for the sake of the region. His thoughts provoked him to run faster, but his muscles were sore and aching. He stood at the foot of the stairs. So many, there was no way he could make it up there in time. It would all be too late.

"I need your help Braviary!" A large winged creature emerged from the pokeball. The boy flew on its back up the staircase. At an incredible speed the bird flew into the castle looming overhead. Inside the castle he saw the gym leaders battling the sages of team plasma, his dear friends were helping too. There was no time to stop and help. The boy signaled his Braviary into the throne room.

Focused on one place he flew straight for the gaping hole in the wall. There stood a young man with green tea hair. The moment the boy was in the room, the green haired man had jumped…

Several Months Earlier

Sun rays beamed through the parting clouds, making Nimbasa light up more than ever. People were happily enjoying their time at the amusement park. Sitting on a bench in the middle of the park were two boys. One with short black hair and glasses and the other with short messy brown hair with a Rufflet sitting on his lap.

"Seriously Black," started the one with glasses "you should really start catching more Pokémon, and maybe win a badge or two."

"I already have two badges Cheren. Besides, I don't feel like training. I'd prefer to just take in the sights right now 'ya know." Black stroked his Pokémon, as it rubbed itself against him.

Cheren scoffed. "Yea and the rest of us already have four."

"Where is everyone anyway? It's starting to get late…"

"Bianca's competing in a musical" he glanced at his Xtransceiver "though it should be nearly finished. As for White, she's at the ferris wheel."

Black stood up stretching his arms and legs from all the exploring of the city. Rufflet chirped as it perched itself on his shoulder. "You go get Bianca and I'll get my sister, then we'll meet up at the Pokémon center 'kay" he said with a big grin on his face.

Cheren muttered a 'see ya' and the two headed on their way. Black began thinking about what he had said. His whole life he had dreamed of becoming a Pokémon champion, but now that he's on his journey the only thing he wants to do is hang out with his friends and Pokémon. Maybe that was it. It wasn't battling that he was interested in; it was being with his Pokémon that made him really happy. Besides, he was perfectly content with his only Pokémon Rufflet.

The sound of Pokémon cries startled Black as he entered the ferris wheel area. A few feet away his sister was battling a somewhat familiar face. Behind them were two men dressed in armor suits, like knights. He's seen these people before…back in Accumula Town!

"Team Plasma?" The two grunts swiftly turned around to face Black.

"Hey kid, beat it" the first one ordered.

"Or we'll snatch your Pokémon right out of your hand." The second one threatened, in a more menacing tone. Startled, Black jumped back a bit, clutching onto Rufflet. He tried to keep his stand, but he knew his pokemon was too weak, and hadn't had enough training. I'm beginning to think Cheren was right, he thought to himself.

"Stop." The familiar young man from Accumula pushed aside the two grunts. "We have no business here." His tea green hair flowed gently in the wind as he walked, so gracefully, so majestically. He stood in front of Black and stared at him eye to eye. He began to feel and warm sensation flood over him. The man's eyes looked so sympathetic and gentle and warm. It was as if the worries of the world just vanished while just looking at him…

Rufflet began growling at the man, its feathers bristled, ready to attack in case the man layed even one finger on Black.

"So that's how it is," the man smiled, only for a second. He briskly walked away with the grunts loyally trailing behind. He held his hand out with his parting words, "Till next time then White."

Black watched the man as he walked away. Why did he give him such a strange feeling? It's not like they ever met before so what-

"You okay?" White said leaning in for a close inspection of her brother. "You're as red as Bianca's Pokabu!"

"Yea fine. What happened with you? Getting yourself in more trouble as usual?" Black teased as he walked off.

"WHA-. Hey don't jump to conclusions like that." She ran after him until they were evenly walking together. "Quick decisions like that are what set bad trainers off from good ones."

Black stuck his tongue out at her in response. White laughed.

"Seriously Black, I don't see how we're twins at all." She said while still giggling.

Black got a little more serious. "Hey white. Who was that guy with the green hair you battled?"

"That's N. We met him in Accumula Town. Well I did anyway. He told me on the ferris wheel that he was the king of Team Plasma. Their goal was to separate humans from pokemon….."

N…Black ignored whatever else White was telling him. N, the mysterious man who gave me that mysterious feeling. I can't help but feel like I want to meet him again or something. Maybe it was the hair….

They arrived at the Pokémon center. Inside their rooms White told the others about N and Team Plasma. Lying in the top bunk Black thought about N and Team Plasma, furiously trying to remember what it was they were ranting about back at Accumula Town. They were up to something strange. Knowing his friends, Black knew they would find themselves getting caught up in whatever was about to happen.

I hope we meet again…N…