Chapter 5: N

"That speech, its totally out of my understanding! Pokemon and humans have lived with each other for such a long time, why would they be unhappy? Hey, do you have people giving such speeches from where you come from, Meng Jiao?" Cheren asked.

"I never heard of anything like it, " I said lamely. Think of it, if someone said "liberate all the animals!", that would be mission impossible. How would I liberate the mosquitoes that bite me when I'm sleeping, anyway?

Cheren turned, "Well, I'm going." He walked away. I can see that Cheren was the kind of person who does not let anything block his way. Good for him.

Snivy and Rufflet came down and landed in front of me, Faolan raced beside them. I asked, " I don't really have a solid answer if what Ghetsis said was true. I'd rather hear your answer. Is it true that…pokemon are unhappy with humans?"

"Can't you see,? Your pokemon are talking to you."

Who's there?! I whip my head around frantically. No one.

"Oh, what a pity, you can't hear them either," the same voice spoke again, this time right beside my ear.

" Show yourself! " I demanded as I retreated two steps and looking around .

Instantly, a purple cat shot out from…well, nowhere. I twisted to avoid colliding with it.

The cat watched me with its sly eyes. I'll have to be wary of it! Calm down, think like a bystander, try to asses what's happening.

"Snivy, dodge!" I ordered. Snivy leaped to the air as the purple cat came charging over with claws extended.(I have been scratched by a cat, and it was terrible)

" Snivy, use Vine Whip! " Snivy lashed out with its vines from its neck, amazingly, the cat was unscathed.

"You can't win, " the voice said, and this time, I saw who he was.

He was a young man maybe seventeen years old, he had a mane of tea green hair tied into a ponytail(Is it a ponytail?) and a black cap rested on his head. He had a cube that resembled a menger sponge which hung from his trousers, it had unrecgonizable symbols on it. What frightened me the most was his blank grey eyes. They seemed to be completely devoid of emotion . It's as if, he's a robot of something similar. He would be capable of anything, including severely injuring anyone that stood in his way. And the "anyone" now would be me.

"Purrlion, Sucker Punch"

Snivy screamed in pain. My heart twisted with guilt of letting him get hurt so easily.

A if the situation was not bad enough, he had a pigeon, a tadpole(which was the biggest tadpole I'd ever seen) and a evil-looking hare holding a metal construction pole or whatever it is. The odds are absolutely not in my favor. In desperation, I whipped out my pokedex.

"Is that… a pokedex?" The young man asked.

Then I found my arm with the pokedex was in the man's iron grip. "My name is N," he said," So many pokemon, my friends, are imprisoned in poke balls just for this device."

Suddenly, anger raged through me like sudden fever, razing through any sensible thought in my mind. Why? The speech, attacked for no reason, saying that humans are cruel, what is wrong with the people of this world? Why? That's it, I'm a person who knows nothing. I'm TIRED of this, I DON'T UNDERSTAND any of this! WHY?!

"Don't touch me!" I twisted away from N's grip. "What is all this about? Are you telling me, that poke balls, pokedex and humans... cause pokemon to suffer?"

"As a trainer, I wonder," N continued calmly "Are pokemon truly happy this way?"

His voice took a darker tone," Or do trainers just cause their pokemon to be hurt, just for their own satisfaction?"

There was a pregnant pause. Thoughts raced in my mind. I've seen what pokemon could do. These powers, they would certainly be a great source of power over those who don't have them. Is there...something...something that the people I just knew, hiding from me?

"What is it...that is beyond what I know of this world?" I whisper shakily. You let Snivy get hurt by Purrlion so easily... You don't belong in this world...You are not fit to be a pokemon trainer...shame on you... Part of me told me cruelly.

Then pain exploded in my chest, that Purrlion had slashed me with a Shadow Claw attack! A horrible feeling, like poison, started spreading through my body where Purrlion had slashed me with. Darkness snaked through my mind. What's happening? Of course, it did nothing but to fuel the fire of my rage. But my murderous anger was instantly replaced by fear and guilt when a savage snarl rang out from behind me.

Faolan, with his hunter's prowess, had the cat between his razor-sharp teeth. He was going to bleed that pokemon's life out of it.

I do not want this to happen. No creature deserves to die by another life's hand. (Or teeth, for this situation)

" Stop!(canine)" I bark before sinking into darkness.

" You will not hurt my pack-sister" the strange pokemon had growled menacingly before N left. What a strange pokemon. N had never seen anything like it before. He could understand half of what it said, it was as if...it spoke a language that was different from pokemon speech, but yet the same. The next queer thing was that the other two pokemon had been desperately trying to wake the girl. Why would pokemon be so worried for those heartless trainers?

N spoke to himself, "I have found another yet unsolvable formula…"

Purrlion agreed. "That was a very strange trainer."

Back where Meng Jiao lay , an elderly man placed one hand on the unconscious girl.

In front of the eyes of Snivy, Rufflet and Faolan, they vanished.

I'd like to thank the person who gave this story a review. It was very encouraging as I was unsure if I could write a fanfic in English properly. The next few chapters would come out more slowly as my end-of -year examinations are coming. But I'll try my best to upload new chapters as fast as possible.