Replica
One-shot
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He was Natural Harmonia Gropius, self-proclaimed Lord of Team Plasma and a dear lover of every Pokémon known to Unova.
N was a kind and curious young man, oblivious to most things in life, due to his withdrawal from the real world. Every smile looked like a beautiful flower sprouting in the middle of spring, and every laugh was like music to deaf ears. His tangled green mane fell over his strong and defined cheekbones and down his back, where it rested almost to his hips. Green eyes curious and excited, N always jumped into a Pokémon battle with heated enthusiasm, causing the opposing trainer to be a bit startled. With shoulders broad and head held up high, N took the Unova region by storm. Manipulated unknowingly by his father, Ghetsis, N plowed through every innocent trainer and gym leader, demanding the freedom of all Pokémon. The true motive to this plan was not freedom for Pokémon, but instead, world domination. Power surged through his veins. N was a wild beast to be tamed, but not just anyone had the strength to hold him.
To her, he was a new excitement, and she wanted him for various reasons.
Love?
Possibly.
word count: 200
Touko, N knew was her name. She showed even more power and prowess than he, in which he was surprised. At every meeting with her following the Nimbasa City Ferris wheel incident, she had never smiled, and had never once tried to talk kindly to him after the arrangement. Pure anger seemed to radiate from her very skin, but it drew him closer, unlike what she had most likely expected. Some sort of shield pushed N away from those beautiful, her icy blue eyes, her long and messy chestnut hair, those scandalous and too-short clothing she chose to wear…
Yet N wanted her. Yes, he wanted her but not because she was a beautiful girl, or an amazing trainer, but because he knew that she had the qualities to make a precious friend. All he ever longed for and needed was a friend. He wanted to know who her family was, who she saw as friends, why she loved to battle and how she had taken his heart, locked it up and forced him to play this game. He kept chasing after her, not only for the sake of Team Plasma, but for himself.
To him, she was a necessity.
word count: 200
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I didn't realize I had this until I was strolling around my folders, looking for a good story to write.
Apparently, this was supposed to be written for this year's Nanowrimo, but I had forgotten all about it, so I'll just be posting it up as a one-shot for now. I remember all the ideas I had supporting this into a multi-chapter story, but I'd rather not work on that right now. If you want it as a multi-chap, just holler, and I'll think about it.
The only minor change to this is that his real name is "Natural Harmonia Gropius" and I've changed that. It used to say "He called himself N Harmonia..." but it is now "He was Natural..."
~anime-heroine
As I expected before, this would most likely have been better without the word count challenge (which was a challenge given to me by a friend for NNWM). Like I said. This is late. xD
Happy holidays.