N. A number, a variable. I,
N, am a weapon,
A
Weapon to be used. I was a tool
For my "father", who
Disowned me for all of my life.
Kept me in
Isolation. Kept me in a
Room. But, there are a few
Positives: I can
Hear them. Yes,
The Pokemon, I hear them.
They understand, they listen.
I can
Only trust them. I can't
Trust anyone
Else. They don't lie, unlike humans. Humans
Lie. Humans cheat. They abandon, they kill.
That's why I talk to the Pokemon.
They care. They love me. I almost felt guilty for
Befriending Reshiram. I do now.
She made me feel guilty, Touko did.
She's not like the other humans. She
Cares about her Pokemon. I heard them talk, and they
Said the most wonderful things about her.
That's why
I don't want to leave,
Leave on
Reshiram's back. I want to
Stay, stay with her. I want
To be with her like Pokemon are with other
Pokemon. Friendly, caring, in love.
But I have to. I have to
Flee. I have to
Flee like a coward,
Make up for my deeds. I don't
Know where to travel,
But I know
It's far. Far away from Unova.
I will do good, do good for them. I will
Promise to do good deeds, for both Pokemon
And people, so
They won't have to suffer.
I used to think that
All humans were
Evil, cruel. The Pokemon I knew
Said so.
Now I know.
Now I know that
There are kind ones,
Ones that
Take care of Pokemon. I'm going
To go help them.
I'm doing it to apologize…
I will apologize for my deeds,
My "dad",
Bianca, Cheren,
Touko.
No regrets, I say to Reshiram.
I see the land now. The unfamiliar land,
One with
Strange looking Flying-types,
Yellow mice, and
Cities of
Antiquity.
I'm ready.
I will don the guise of
A new trainer,
Inexperienced. I will train
With Reshiram and my
New Pokemon.
Are you sure about this, asks Reshiram,
And I say
Yes, I will be
A trainer. I will help them,
And start anew.
This is my journey. I am N, and I am a trainer.