xX Five Years Later Xx
N awoke into the beautiful scenery of the forest. He smiled and stretched. Then he got up, and left his moss bed, protected by thick reeds.
N then walked into the clearing, and let the sweet scent of the flowers hit his nose. It's nice that's spring's here. He thought. The winter at been harsh on him and the Pokémon, and he had to stay in his little reed bedroom for most of the time.
N then started too looked around for someone. Now where could that Zorua be-
"SURPRISE!" Z called, pouncing on N's head, making the boy fall to the ground.
N gasped in surprise. He then got onto his back and held the Zorua in the air. "Now what was that for?" N asked, slightly laughing.
Z then laughed also. "It's your thirteenth birthday today!" he exclaimed. "I thought you would want a surprise!" The Pokémon giggled.
N then started to laugh along with Z. "Well, thanks," he said. He then gently put Z down and got up.
N then looked at the forest. Some people had built a tournament right beside his forest home, and N would always hear the painful cries come from the Pokémon whenever they battled against each other. It sadly pierced N's heart. Why did people have to be so cruel to their Pokémon?
"You're thinking about the tournament too, huh?" Z asked, making N nod to the Zorua's question. Z then padded up to N's side. "Well, it's probably best if we don't deal with that stuff today-" Z then suddenly stopped talking.
N was getting ready to question the little Pokémon, until he heard a painful cry come from a Pokémon very close to them. He gasped. "Are there people battling in the forest?!" N asked in shock. People never battle in the forest.
"I don't know," Z admitted. "We should found out!" he exclaimed. He was getting ready to run to the sound, until N stopped him. Z then yelped in confusion.
"Go and get Lane," N ordered. Lane was a young male Oshawott who was almost done training to be a Pokémon stealer.
Throughout the years, Pokémon in N's forest, especially the Pokémon mothers, thought it was a little too much to physically hurt Pokémon trainers. So N and Z thought if they would steal the Pokémon from their trainers, the trainers would suffer enough from being separated from their Pokémon. Now N and Z train their Pokémon to be Pokémon stealers.
Z then nodded to the green haired boy, and ran off in the direction where Lane was at.
N then followed the pitiful cries of the Pokémon fighting. Finally he found the two trainers and their Pokémon. One was a huge powerful male Serperior, who seemed to have barely a scratch, and the other one was a small fluffy brown and cream female fox Pokémon, that N didn't know. She had some severe wounds on her side, and her trainer didn't even care.
"Serperior!" the Serperior's trainer called. "Use Bite!" he ordered.
N could tell that the powerful snake Pokémon looked pretty pleased with what his trainer told him to do.
Serperior then picked up the weak fox Pokémon in his jaws, and then he crushed her little body. She then wailed in pain and fainted.
"Eevee!" the Eevee's trainer yelled. She then stomped her foot down and growled. "YOU USELESS POKEMON!" the Eevee's trainer spat. She then kicked the small Eevee in the side, making the Eevee yelp in pain.
N then clenched his fists together. He couldn't wait on Z and Lane anymore. He then stepped out of the bushes and into the clearing where the two trainers were.
They barely even noticed him.
"HEY!" N called.
The two trainers then they looked at N and snickered.
"What do you want?" the Serperior's trainer asked, looking at N with scornful eyes.
N felt a little fear rise up inside him, but he did his best not to show it. "Why are you hurting your Pokémon?" he asked the Eevee's trainer. "She did nothing to you!" N growled.
The Eevee's trainer then laughed. "Are you serious?" she asked, with a wicked smile on her face. "You can totally tell the Pokémon's useless!" she stated, looking at her hurt Eevee.
N then clenched his fists harder, and then he took in a breath to calm himself down. "She's a young and inexperienced Pokémon," N said. "She has no chance against a Pokémon like Serperior."
"Hey," the Eevee's trainer hissed. "I've been training day and night, nonstop with that stupid Eevee!" she spat, making her Eevee flinch to her harsh words.
N then felt rage grow into his body. This girl was stupid! "Well, that's probably why she won't battle!" N growled. "She's tired of training, because of your useless care of taking her to a Pokémon Center!"
The Eevee's trainer then gasped to N's words. She then whispered something in the Serperior's trainer's ears, and he smirked.
"Serperior!" his trainer called. "Dragon Tail against that boy!" he ordered.
The Serperior smirked and slithered his way to N.
N stood there in shock. Are these teens really going to use a Pokémon against their kind?
The Serperior then hopped up and the air and smacked N across the clearing.
N yelled in both pain and fear. He then hit a tree, which knocked the wind out of him. He then slowly slid down the tree and onto the ground, pain going through his body. N then tried to get up, though it was unsuccessful.
The two trainers then padded up to him and laughed.
"You're so weak and stupid," the Serperior's trainer sneered.
"Why do you care about our Pokémon's welfare anyway?" the Eevee's trainer asked. "Maybe it's time you get a Pokémon of your own," she suggested.
N then shook his painful head. "That would lead me into darkness of hurting my Pokémon…" he painfully stated.
"So?" the Eevee's trainer asked in a scornful way. "Pokémon don't deserve love and care."
"Yeah," the Serperior's trainer agreed with his friend. "They don't listen to us like they did before," he stated. "They only want to act like a pet, when they're supposed to act like a fighting machine." The Serperior's trainer then wrapped his arms together. "Pokémon are very stupid these days," he sighed.
N was expecting the Serperior to attack his trainer for what he said, though the snake Pokémon didn't even seem to notice. Are Pokémon so loyal to their trainers that they'll let them say whatever they want about them? N then slowly got up. He had a couple of scratches on his arms and legs, but he was fine other than that. "You take that back," he growled.
"Or what?" the Serperior's trainer asked in a sneer.
N then grabbed the boy's wrist and yanked him closer to himself. "Or I'll show you what Pokémon are really supposed to be used for," he said in anger.
The Serperior's trainer looked confused for a second, and then he started to laugh. "Oh no!" he fake feared. "I'm going to be hurt by a Pokémon lover and his Pokémon!" he said in sarcasm.
The Eevee's trainer joined into the conversation. "Please don't make them love us to death!" She then snickered, as well as the boy.
N then gritted his teeth in rage. If Z and Lane don't make it here soon, I think I'm going to murder someone! He thought in anger.
The Serperior's trainer then yanked his hand from N's grasp, making the green haired boy stumble a bit. Then the Serperior's trainer dusted himself off and looked at his snake Pokémon. "Ok Serperior!" he called out. "Dragon Tail again!" he ordered.
The Serperior then smirked and had his eyes set on N.
N knew if he was hit again, he could die because of the force of impact against the tree he was in front of. He then stared wide eye at the Serperior, as it as twist in the air and was aiming at N. N then closed his eyes shut, preparing for impact.
"OSHAWOTT!" a cry came from the forest. Then a little white otter Pokémon hopped out of the trees and used Razor Shell on huge snake Pokémon.
N knew that the Oshawott was Lane, judging on a scar on the side of the Oshawott's face. The boy then ran and took cover in the forest, where Z was standing. The Zorua looked horrified.
"N!" he exclaimed. "What on earth happened to you?" Z asked in shock.
"Long story short," N stated. "Let's just say those trainers, aren't very nice…" N then shuddered, remembering the harsh words the trainers said about their Pokémon. "Just…just go help Lane!" he ordered, trying not to let tears run down his face.
Z knew N was upset, judging on the way he looked at the boy. The Zorua then dipped his head to N, and ran off to go help Lane.
N was getting ready to go to Whimsy, the healer of the forest, until N remembered the little female Eevee. I have to steal her from her brutal trainer…I just have too. N then slowly limped his way to a tree, near to the clearing, Z, Lane, and the two trainers were fighting at.
N then looked at how well the Oshawott was fighting. The boy smiled. Lane would become a great Pokémon stealer soon.
N then started to look around for the little brown fox Pokémon. Finally, he found her battered body lying near a bush. N then slowly started to walk along the border between the forest and the clearing, making sure to stay out of sight from the two trainers and the Serperior. N then made it to where the Eevee was laying at. Tears rose up in N's eyes as he looked at her.
She had bite and claw marks around her body, some new, some old. The little Eevee's tail looked bent, almost like it was broken. N didn't know how the poor thing was still alive.
N then slowly and gently picked up the Eevee. She groaned, but to N's relief, she didn't wail. N then slowly started to walk back into the forest.
"RETREAT!" he called out to Z and Lane.
N then started to run back to Whimsy. He started to feel footsteps behind him. N then looked over his shoulder and his thoughts were correct. Z and Lane were right behind him.
Z then ran up to N's side. "What's that?" he asked, looking at the Eevee.
N then looked at his Zorua friend. "This belonged to that female trainer," he stated. "She kicked this poor Eevee," he panted, out of breath.
There was some shock in Z's eyes. "You better get her to Whimsy, quickly," he stated.
"I am!" N snapped, making the Zorua flinch to his change of attitude. N then looked back in front of him and sighed. "Sorry," he stated, still running with the Eevee in his arms. "Just those trainers gave me a hard time-"
"I understand," Z stated, interrupting N.
Finally, N had made it to Whimsy's little medicine den. "Whimsy!" he called, as Z padded to his side, panting.
The female Whimsicott then walked out from her den. "Yes-" A gasp then replaced her sentence, as looked at the Eevee and N. "What happened?!" she asked in shock.
N panted for a moment before replying to her. "Long story short," he stated, still out of breath. "Just please help her," N pleaded.
Whimsy nodded. "I want you to come in also," she ordered to N. "Your scratches look pretty nasty," she stated.
N nodded to her, and then he followed the Whimsicott into her den.
"What do you want me to do with Lane?" Z asked. "Today is his day to become a Pokémon stealer, you know," he stated.
"Go and let him rest," N ordered. "I'll make him a Pokémon stealer, as soon as I'm out of Whimsy's den," he called.
Z then nodded, and he left with Lane on his heels.
"Here," Whimsy said, pointing to a little moss bed. "I know it's small, but you may have to stay in it for a while," she stated. Then she went to a different corner of her den.
N wondered if she was getting the herbs ready for them.
The Eevee then started to scramble around in N's arms. She then gasped and whipped her head in different directions. "Who, what, where?!" she asked in both confusion and worry. "Where am I?" she fretted.
N then gently started to pet the Eevee, which calm her down instantly. "Shh," N said in a hush voice. "You're safe now," he stated, holding the Eevee tighter.
The Eevee then winced with pain. "Why do I hurt everywhere?" she asked in pain.
"Your cruel trainer did this to you…" N stated, thinking about the little's Eevee's trainer.
The Eevee shuddered. "Her name is Martha," she corrected. "I've been that stupid human's toy ever since she got me from Kanto!" she hissed.
Kanto! N thought. He's heard a little bit about Kanto before. There was supposedly some different Pokémon there that N didn't know. No wonder I didn't know what Pokémon this Eevee was at first! He thought.
The Eevee yelped in pain. "This is the only feeling I've only felt since Martha's had me…pain," the Eevee mumbled.
N then started to pet the Eevee again. "Don't worry," he stated. "My pal Whimsy here will patch you up in no time!" he assured, hoping his words were true.
The Eevee smiled. "Thank you for saving me," she thanked. "What's your name?" she asked. "I'm Sophie," she said she a smile.
N smiled back at her and closed his eyes. "I'm N!" he said.
The Eevee then rubbed N's hand with her head. "Nice!" she murmured.
Whimsy then came back with some leaves in her hands. "Ok, eat this and you two should feel better," she stated, giving both N and Sophie, bitter smelling leaves.
N then stuck his tongue out in disgust, but ate the leaves anyway.
Whimsy nodded. "Good," she stated. "That stuff will make you sleepy, so when I'm operating on your wounds, you'll be asleep and won't feel any pain!" she stated in happiness.
The Eevee then cuddled up more in N's lap. Then she fell asleep.
N then started to feel sleepy also. He didn't fight it; he was very tired after all. N then surrendered his body into a deep and peaceful sleep…
