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"Reshiram, you can stop here." I told her, my voice dull and dead-sounding. The dark, cloudy skies resonated vibes of doubt and insecurity, just as I was.

"Child, stay strong and keep believing. That is the only way."

"Who said that?" I called out warily, my voice cracking due to the fact I didn't use it for a while. We'd flown in silence, lost in our thoughts (or so I as guessing).

"Child, it's me, Reshiram," she spoke calmly. "Awakening me awoke your dormant powers. You can understand pokemon just as well as N, if not better."

"I-I..." I stuttered, unable to speak for a few moments. "Oh, wow, okay..."

"I'll land in the trees," she decided and folded her wings back, causing us to slowly start descending towards the large clusters of trees that stood tall and foreboding. "It'll keep us hidden. I have no doubt that N is searching for you even as we speak."

"Why?" I asked her, getting off her back and jumping to the ground, landing on my feet. Clutching my backpack' strap, I turned to face her. "Why me?"

"From what I gathered, he was planning on forces you to...ah...bear his heirs." She sounded disgusted. "By force, if need be."

"Oh god..." I murmured, clutching my stomach; I suddenly felt extremely sick. Was N really that crazy? That psychotic? "Okay, you rest here, I'll go buy some supplies."

"Stay safe, child. Though our time together has been short, I still care deeply for you." Reshiram murmured, nuzzling my neck with her head softly. I smiled, before patting her snout and nodding. "I care for you, too, Reshir-you know what? 'Reshiram' is a mouthful. I'm gonna call you...oh! I got it! Riri!" I clapped my hands and bounced, ecstatic. It was the perfect nickname!

She chuckled (as much as a dragon could chuckle...), amused. "Whatever keeps you happy, child. Come back soon."

I nodded again, slipping my remaining 5 poke-balls into my pouch that hung against my hip. "I will. I just need to fill up on food, potions and revives..."

And I walked off in the distant of the sparkling lights, hoping for things to, for once, go my way. Hopefully. Thankfully. Fortunately.


"That'll be...quite a bit, ma'am." The clerk told me, sounding skeptical as he checked out all I threw onto the counter. It took quite some time to haul that all over. "You sure you have enough?"

Annoyed, I threw the right amount onto the counter and waited for the guy to pack it all up. He did, his eyes somewhat wide. "Yeah, I'm sure."

"Wow." The man mused, sounding vaguely impressed with all the money. His eyes strayed to my face as he handed me a receipt. "You from around here?"

"No." My answer was short; I wanted to get out of there. After fingering the handles on all the bags, I grunted and carried them out of the store. "Thanks."

"Thank you..." His trailing answer was interrupted by the door closing behind me as I walked down the path.

Yeah, I had a short temper. Sue me.


"Riri!" I called softly, walking back to the small clearing where we'd landed. "I'm back!"

"Welcome back, child. I must say, we have to hurry. We just barely crossed the border, and N's search party has circled over the area more than twice. Come along, now." Riri informed me, sounding worried.

"Ah, shit," I grumbled, jumping onto her back. "Sorry about over-using you and your wings, Riri. I thought we'd be safe once we crossed over."

"No, dear. It's fine, I don't mind." She told me airily. "Moreover, I hope you grabbed everything you needed; we won't be stopping for a while. Not until we get to Jhoto, where you indeed have help."

"How do you know?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"You are a hero, child. I know more about you and your family than you most likely know."

"Do you know who my dad is?" I blurted out the question before my brain processed the thought. I never spoke of him; him who abandoned my mom and I but still, apparently, sent presents and stuff over. I knew the Wii was really from my mom, but I didn't say anything. I never did.

"I do, child..." she paused, hesitant. "But it's not my place to tell you who it is."

"Alright." I sighed. "I guess I'm not gonna force you."

I wish I could, though.

"Thank you for understanding, Touko. I deeply appreciate it. Though, I assure you, you will indeed meet him in due time."

"I guess..."

"I assure you."

"I trust you, Riri. I really do."

"If you trust me, sleep child. Sleep, and sleep with no worries. I shall not let us get caught."

"Thank you..." I was already drifting off into the blackness.


"You have to understand that she's gone through a lot just recently. Harm her in any way and I will step in."

"I understand." A man stated calmly. "I'll hurt myself before I harm Touko."

"How can he be so calm when talking to that beast?"

"Reshiram's not a beast, Dawn, she's a pokemon."

With that, I opened my eyes, groggy.

The first thing I noticed was Riri's head sticking into a room through a window, as absurd as that sounded. Second thing was I was in a room. Third thing was that there were people in the room with me.

"Eh?" Was all I could say.

"You're awake!" The one with the dark-blue hair cried out in happiness, bouncing up and down in her seat on the couch that was tucked into a corner. Her eyes shone with delight as she clapped her hands together. The sound made me wince; it was too loud. "Thank god!"

"Troublesome, you're too peppy." The prune-head sitting beside her growled, but I could tell that he loved her; the fiery adoration was there in his eyes.

"Shut up Paul." The woman whined, giving him a pout. "I just met-"

"Both of you, quiet." The gray-hair elderly man spoke in a stern-voice. "You're going to scare her off before we can help her and Leaf."

Leaf? Who the hell was that? And what did they mean by 'save'?

"Ah. I'll shut up now, Professor Oak." The dark-haired girl stated solemnly, as if she was actually sacrificing something. She reminded me so much of Bianca; a little too much for me to handle, because a single tear slipped down my face.

"There, there child; don't fret. We'll save her and the rest of them." Riri murmured, as if she could read my thoughts.

"I..." I whimpered softly, about to let everything go to her, when I remember the people in the room, who were currently staring at me. "Yeah..."

"Doesn't seem like much of a hero..." I heard the prune-head mutter. "OW!"

Guess: prune-head just got pinched. Or slapped. Or both.

"Don't say those kinda things, Paul!" The woman scolded him. "It's not nice!"

"Don't worry." I told them dully. "He's right. I'm no hero, I'm a coward."

"Child-"

"No, Riri, stop." I told her firmly. "I can't do this. Please, for the love of Arceus, don't make me do this! I'm hurting my pokemon, Riri, and moreover the people I love! I should just hand myself in and let it be over with-"

"Don't speak like that, child. Your friends and family are counting on you. Your pokemon are counting on you. I'm counting on you. The whole Unova region is counting on you. NOW is that the time to be giving up!"

"Riri..." I whispered softly, giving her a look. "I...I need to talk with the others." Slipping my hand into my pouch, I started panicking when I realized the poke-balls weren't there. "Where are my poke-balls?"

"Here." The man with the brown-hair handed them to me, giving me a small smile of reassurance. "We took them out to heal them."

"Thanks." I told him, before grabbing my poke-balls and holding them close to me, cradling them. "Is there an open space I could let them out in?"

"Out back!" The elderly man spoke up, smiling. "I'd love to see some Unova pokemon!"

I smiled weakly at him, before untangling my legs and standing up, stretching all the while. "Riri, meet us out there?"

"Of course."


They led me out of the room and down a long corridor, them walking and chatting in front of me. Despite loosing myself to my thoughts, I could tell they were whispering about me. Their backwards glanced said as much.

"Ah, here we are." The old man announced, ushering me out the door. "Spend as much time out here as you'd like, dear."

"Thank you." I told him, before walking over to where Riri lay, waiting.

"Go ahead, child. Let us hear the words of your fam-wait, that's not the right word. Your pokemon...children." Riri chuckled to herself. "You understand what I am talking about."

I giggled. "Of course I do, Riri."

"She calls the legendary pokemon 'Riri'?" I heard someone scoff -prune-head, I'd bet- from behind me. Riri glared at said person over my shoulder, before returning her attention to me, watching attentively as I plucked out my poke-balls again. Watching them grow in my palm, I smiled slightly, before throwing them out into the air and crying out, "C'mon out, everybody!"

I watched the bright, white lights flash brightly, before my pokemon cried out in greeting; Samurott, Leavanny, Victini, Haxorous and Simisear.

"Touko!" Samurott called out happily throwing his front legs up.

"You're alive!" Simisear cried out in glee, jumping onto my shoulders.

"Yay! She's okay!" Victini yipped, jumping up and down.

"Thank Arceus." Leavanny murmured as she pulled her arms to her chest, her soft voice soothing my somewhat jumpy nerves.

"Yeah, I thought I'd have to go back and kick that N dude's ass." Haxorous growled menacingly.

I couldn't help but laugh; my pokemon were too adorable. "Hi, guys. How are you all?"

"Touko, we should be asking YOU that. Gosh, you're the one who had to go through all that! If I could, I'd bite off all their fingers! Yeah, that's right! EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!" Victini cried out, her eyes flashing. "You're safe, though, and that makes me so happy! I thought...I thought-thought..."

Victini then ran at me, jumping into my already outstretched arms. "Aw, mommy wouldn't leave her little babies all alone." I murmured soothingly. "I promise I'd fight to my last breath."

"Touko, I'm so sorry." Samurott whimpered, giving me a pleading look. "Don't hate me for losing to those snobs, please? Pretty please?"

"Sammy, I don't hate you." I cried out, giving him a stern look. "That was NOT your fault, and I will NEVER blame you for it, promise!"

"I told you so, dumbass." Haxorous mumbled haughtily.

"Hax, don't call him a dumbass." I scolded him, smiling.

"Hey, Dawn! Red! Paul! Professor Oak!" A feminine voice called out, somewhere from behind me. Turning around, I watched as a woman with brownish hair walked to to us, hand-in-hand with a man whom had green hair...oh, god.

"May!" The woman (who I presumed to be Dawn) squealed out in delight, before rushing over to her friend and hugging her tightly. "Oh, hi Drew!"

"Hi Dawn." Drew smirked, running his free hand through his hair. "Hey Red, hey Paul."

The two men greeted him back with a smile, before going over to chat. I felt...at the moment...so utterly alone. I knew none of them, yet my saviors all seemed to know each other; I only had my pokemon. But, eh; that would be enough for me. At least until I could go back...

"Touko!" A voice called out in happiness. "You made it here okay!"

I knew that voice; the blond hair woman walked over to me, a big smile on her face. My eyes widened and a smile lit up my face.

"Cynthia!" I cried out, before placing Victini on the floor and wrapping my arms around her tightly. "What're you doing here?"

"Well, as you know, I'm not from Unova," she explained, wrapping her own arms around me and rubbing my back soothingly. "I'm from Sinnoh. When I heard of Unova's downfall and all the hype about the missing hero, I knew Alder'd probably sent you to Jhoto. So, I left before they could confiscate my pokemon and traveled out here to help you out."

"Oh god." I whispered, my eyes brimming with unshed tears. "You did that all for me?"

"Of course I did." She whispered, patting my head with a smile. "Now, since everybody here probably has a really wrong idea about how you lost the final battle, how about you tell them what really happened?"

"Pfft." Paul scoffed. "She lost. End of story."

"Yes, but it was due to the fact Ghetsis is, indeed, a cheating bastard who got his stupid goons' pokemon to use lightning bolt on my Samurott from behind me. There were more than a dozen of them, too." I told him angrily, fed up with his arrogant attitude; it reminded me too much of Ghetsis.

Needless to say, they were dumbfounded. Especially prune-head (yeah, yeah...'Paul').

"He...cheated?" Red asked, sounding angry. "Cheated?"

"Where the hell is his pride?" Paul asked, sounding pissed off.

"Non-existent." I told them, staring at my pokemon whom were playing just a few meters from where Cynthia and I stood.

"Oh, god...Leaf..." I heard Dawn murmur.

"They captured her." Cynthia informed them sadly. "Using them as bait."

"THEY WHAT?" Everybody but Cynthia and I yelled, everybody sounding pissed off. All of their stances, immediately, went stiff as they stared at Cynthia with looks of rage and despair.

"Who's Leaf?" I asked, lost and confused. They were starting to annoy me, with all these unknown names and cryptic messages...

"Your mother." Cynthia told me before anybody could attempt to stop her.

"Eh?" I was shocked; my mom? Wait...that meant..."THOSE BASTARDS CAPTURED MY FUCKING MOM?"

My pokemon growled loudly; they were super fond of my mom, their 'grandma'. I had to admit, the thought almost made me chuckle, but now wasn't the time to be laughing.

"Yes, Touko." Cynthia sighed. "Don't go rushing into this, though. It's the exact opposite of what she would want."

I snarled under my breath and Cynthia gripped my upper arms, trying to calm me down.

"Red, I think, before this conversation goes any further, it'd be best to tell her who you are." Professor Oak murmured, giving the man a meaningful look. "Or...things'll get ugly."

"Tell me how things won't get ugly when he tell her now?" Paul asked.

"Paul, not now," May scolded.

Red, sighing through his nose, and nodded, before stepping forward. "Touko, I...I'm your father."


A/N: Derp. Derpalerpalerp. Touko's pokemon are adorable :D SHOCKER MUCH? XD Anyways, review with who else you want to see in this FF. Or just review! Thank you :D