The woman screams when her houndoom was defeated by a new comer, a tall green haired man with his pokemon that she had not seen before. "Who the hell are you?" She asked rudely, as she returned her pokemon into its pokeball. The green haired man glared at her, "Thank you, Zoroark." He said to his pokemon before withdrawing it. He tucked the pokeball back to the holder around his waist. He ignored the woman and made his way towards the direction the young girl who had collapsed behind her. The woman bit her lips; she did not liked being ignored. "Hey, I am talking you, who the hell are you?" The tall man, side tracked to pick up the bag which the young girl threw aside before being attacked; he slings it on his shoulder before walking to her side.

The man placed two of his fingers on the young girl neck; it was weak but steady pulse. She fainted out of shock, but beside that, she should be fine…but still…Without waiting for another second, he placed his arms around her and lifted her up, resting her head against his chest.

The woman stomped the ground angrily, she had been ignored twice. This was not a good day, and her dignity cannot take the fact she was ignored by a stranger who defeated her in battle. The green haired tall man began to walk away from the scene when he was stopped by a slap on his back. He turned around.

"I asked for your name, how can you a mere person ignore the orders from me; the representation of Team Flare, the beauty of this world." She said causing his eyes to narrow dangerously.

"The beauty of this world is more than you can ever imagine. YOU on the other hand have no right to be standing in front of me. Get out of my way." He said, in a low voice.

All of the sudden, he stopped. "I see, you wish to do that?" The woman raised an eyebrow, it seemed as though the man was not talking to her anymore. "Come on out then." He said gently. For a moment, she did not know what was going on. A few seconds later, the light from his pokeball burst sending Zoroark out. The pokemon decided to come out on its own will.

The woman clenched her teeth, "Come out, houndoom." She responded, the dog like pokemon tumbled out, it could no longer stand up properly but it was trying its best. "If you attack me now, this pokemon will not live to see another day."

The man walk passed the woman, surprising the latter. Zoroark gave a loud screech before running towards the woman. "WHAT!" she cried out before turning to run. She threw her pokeball aside and dashed away as fast as she could.

Zoroark tail began to emit a dark aura; it spun in the air and strikes the pokeball. A short sharp snap could be heard, the pokeball had split into two. Zoroark landed gracefully on the ground, and the useless pokeball fell beside it. Houndoom on the other hand peered left to right, unsure what was going on.

"Your trainer does not deserve to have you, please go now and may you be safe from such people ever again." He said to houndoom. The large dog nodded as though he understood, it came to his side and Yvonne's fingers gently and rubbed his body against the man's leg before racing towards the bushes nearby, disappearing quickly.

"Yes, I will tell her that you are sorry for what you have done…" The man whispered, he peered down and looked at Yvonne's unconscious face. "You certainly resemble her…"

Zoroark on the other hand stood quietly by his trainer's side, when he looked at it. The creature nodded and disappears into the pokeball.

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Yvonne sat on the bench nearby, her head was still slightly aching from the confrontation she had with members of Team Flare earlier on. She glanced at Doublade, Riolu and Bagon playing together at the field nearby. Presently, Riolu had jumped on Doublade, causing the latter to screech at him. Bagon on the other hand was gathering berries that were abundant in this area. "Please be gentle with each other, okay?" Yvonne called out, her pokemon responded in their different cries, in a way that assures her that no one will get hurt.

"Are you feeling alright?" Said a voice from behind her, Yvonne turned around and caught the eyes of the young tall green haired man from the poke centre. She nodded quickly. The man takes the seat beside Yvonne "A drink?" he asked, it was soda pop that Yvonne was quite fond off. "How, did you know I like soda pop…?" she asked curiously. The man removed his hat and placed it on his lap, he breathed in deeply before looking at Yvonne with a kind look. "Your Doublade told me"

Yvonne gripped the can hard, she grinned a little. "My Doublade told you…? Oh, I did share my drinks with it when we were travelling in the early days…Did it speak to you…?"

"Yes, indeed." The man ruffled his hair a little, and placed his own can on the bench next to him. "You are not surprised, that I can hear pokemon talk?"

Yvonne glanced at the man slowly and back to her pokemon who were playing not so far away, "I have always imagined pokemon talking to us, being able to tell us their thoughts and feelings. And after a long journey with my pokemon, I believe that they can talk…Most of us can't hear them talk but there must be someone who can."

She turned and smiled a little to the man, "You can talk to them right…?"

He nodded, "That must be nice…" she added on with an afterthought.

Yvonne sipped her drink, and glanced at the dark clouds which were hanging over the nearby down. She felt the temperature get slightly colder than usual. "I have to go now, thank you for your help earlier. And thank you for the blanket at the pokemon centre." She said to him before reaching for her pokeballs. She walked towards her team "We have to go now." One by one, her pokemon returned to their pokeballs.

She slings her bag over her shoulders, and at the same time retrieved an umbrella. "Do you need this?" she asked the man, handing to him a green umbrella which he shakes his head to.

"What is your name?" He asked her, the wind was picking up and the trees rustled against the breeze.

"Yvonne." She replied, to which and to her surprise, the man shakes his head…"Your real name."

"How did you know…?" Yvonne stared at him then she remembered what he told her earlier, "Oh, Riolu must have told you….My real name is Serena…" she tells him half-heartedly, as though not proud of her name.

They began to walk together to the next town, the pick have picked up too quickly, now there were leaves blowing from the trees nearby. "What is your name then?" She asked him when they entered a transit building from a route to the town.

The man brushes off the droplets of water from his shirt, he looks at her before answering to that question. "My name is N, I am from the Unova Region."

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In a town even further than usual, a girl prepares to leave her house for a second journey into an unknown world.

"Mum, I will contact you when my plane land in Kalos. So don't worry alright?"

After being fussed by her mother, Hilda makes her way to her friend's house just a corner away. She carried a large box with her, gifts which she wants to share with her friend's before she leave home for a long time in fact.

She rings the door bell, almost immediately, the door creaked open.

"Hilda! Oh, I heard the news!" Said a sharp voice before the rest of the person appeared into view, It was Bianca hugging Hilda around her shoulders. "Why are you leaving already?" She asked her in a tone as though reprimanding the latter.

"Bianca, Let go of Hilda already, she is going to fall over." Said another voice from the living room, It was Cheren, him and his new contact lenses. He have recently went for a makeover, someone said that he looked much better without those glasses. That someone was a potential girlfriend for Cheren much to the happiness of his friends but not him.

"Oh dear Oh dear, I am so sorry! Let me get those!" Said Bianca hurriedly, before rushing both the gifts and her best friend to the sofa in the living room, cheren took the sofa across the girls.

Cheren grinned at Hilda, "So champion of Unova, where are you heading towards now?"

Hilda frowned deeply, "Come on, don't call me that now. I may have got the title of champion, but I am still me." She said, putting her fingers nervously together.

Bianca pouted and glared at Cheren, "Yeah, she is still our friend not just a champion. In fact, she is the girl who saved the world!"

Cheren smirked and Bianca looked happy with herself for saying so, all those just caused Hilda to frown even more "Stop it, you guys. No more about these okay? I am home now and team plasma is getting rounded up as we speak. I did not do many things. It's the police efforts and the various gym leaders efforts, i…."

"But you were the one who convinced N to stop right?" Bianca chipped in. Hilda glanced at her friends then to the wall opposite her, there was a picture. It was a postcard from N just a few months ago. He had gone to another region far away to increase his knowledge of the world. He is so much a kinder person now, clearer about his goals and has even stronger determination to find the truth and ideals of the world.

"N is a strong person, I might have battled him to stop. But if his heart did not softened, I guess even I can't stop him." Hilda replied softly. Bianca and Cheren nodded in unison.

"Okay, my dear friends. All those events put behind us. Tell me what are you planning to do now?" Hilda spoke up first; she crossed her arms together and smiled at her friends.

"Well, Ta Da!" Bianca announced happily, as she pulled out a white envelope from her bag. "I got accepted!" she said, passing the envelope to Cheren who wanted to read it.

"Woah! You got accepted to be Professor Juniper's assistant!" Cheren nearly shouts, while Bianca twirled her fingers happily at the shocked expression Cheren had.

"Uh Huh…I applied after all those things happen, you know very well Cheren…I can't battle as well as you and Hilda therefore I thought to myself why not I put my talents in something else…Such as research. Just like what Professor Juniper said, there is never enough Professors and scientist in the world. SO I decided that this path might be suitable for me… I mean of course I have to go and get a change of clothes and maybe a hair do done over. But I will be a good assistant…Just wait and see alright?"

Cheren nodded happily while Hilda smiled at her, she reached over and raised her hand to hi – 5 a well done. "you will do great, Bianca! I am sure of it…But I won't be around for 4 years….so you have to show me plenty of pictures of you at work and around in your life okay?"

"OH….Hilda….I will miss you so much…" Bianca hugged her friend tightly, she began to sob. Shocking both Hilda and Cheren."Come on, don't cry."

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After a few minutes, in a town so much further then here. A boy reveals his future to his friends.

"WOAH! Cheren! YOU a gym leader?" Yelp both Bianca and Hilda, both equally shocked of their friend's achievement. "How on earth, did you?" blabbered Bianca, who was deeply interested in his ascension.

"Well…A while ago, I was pursuing strength with my pokemon…and from the many defeats I had faced throughout my journey, I came to realize that strength is not the only thing that I need to enjoy my time with my pokemon. The other thing was the bonds we have to pokemon and the process of the journeys we have together, without those bonds, there is no point in pursuing strength. Therefore I want to be the test for young trainers to prove to me that they have the correct amount of bond with their pokemon in order to advance. That is my thought about this arrangement…What do you think?" Cheren asked his friends, but was equally surprised that his two friends have come to his sides and have their hands over his.

"We both think it is a wonderful idea, Cheren. With more trainers thinking like you, we will never have the sadness that happened to N and team plasma, reshiram, and zekrom. And that what we want to prevent in the future isn't it?

"Yeah…." Cheren replied after a while…" Thank you my friends…"

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"Bianca! Cheren! You will do well! Have a great time, and do your best! Have more confidence in yourself Cheren and be happy always Bianca! I love you both very much; see you in four years' time!"

Hilda turned away with her bag pack and entered through the gates, with the well wishes of her best friends who sent her off at the airport that nice sunny day.

When Hilda managed to find her seat, her tears began to fall uncontrollably; her friends were the best thing she could ever wish for.

In a moment later, the plane had taken flight with Hilda on board heading to Kalos region. Midway through the flight, there was a terrible turbulence that affected the plane very badly, Hilda peered out of the window and noticed a familiar shadow covering the plane temporary going in the opposite direction. "Reshiram?" she whispers to herself. "N…"