A/N: Hello people, this will be a short little story about the ending of the first Black&White games and what could have happened to some characters after a few years. I hope you like it. ;)
Edit: I've been slowly fixing and polishing my writing since it has been a really long time I started this fic and there were lots of grammar mistakes too, so there will be new small details here and there, but the story still remains the same. ;)
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Game Freak
Prologue
Three years have gone since Hilda challenged the Elite Four and became the Champion amidst a real turmoil of events involving Team Plasma and their so called king, N. As one would expect, things were different now: N was gone pursuing his own truth, Team Plasma disbanded at last and she was no longer the Champion. Unova changed.
Still, one thing was still missing. The one responsible for turning all the gears and setting the players in motion disappeared as soon as his plans crumbled down. Ghetsis Harmonia, the real leader of team Plasma, the seventh sage was never seen again.
Hilda sometimes wondered what could have happened to the man. He could be a threat anywhere he may be hiding. Perhaps, after all this time maybe he got tired of trying to conquer his place in the world, or simply started his life again.
"No." She thought. "He was too determined to give up." Much like his son, Ghetsis had a will that didn't waver, like a broken machine bent on fulfilling its purpose even with its pieces falling apart, destroying itself in that desperate attempt and hurting everyone that dared to get closer.
She couldn't really explain why, but she felt that was a sad way to go. The man had caused a lot of trouble and pain during those times, things she was not quite sure she could understand or even forget. But when that whole sequence with the clash of legendary dragons happened, someone could have tried to step up to Ghetsis and question him about that destructive path he was so determined to drag them all down, and more than that, her mind still hoped for answers about so many elements that led to that final encounter.
"Hilda dear, can you help me here for a moment?" her mother called, bringing her back to earth. She got up from the computer where she was reading news of the day. One being the mention of a possible sighting of N, far over the Kanto region, which brought all those memories back.
"I'll be right there, just a sec!" she answered while putting her shoes on. Her Samurott that was lying on her bed suddenly opened his sleepy eyes at the clumsy noise of his trainer's steps against the floor. "Oh, sorry to wake you up, Sammy." she caressed the pokemon's head playfully on her way down the corridor. He just let out a pleased growl and went back to his morning nap.
When she reached the living room, almost rolling down the stairs in her hurry, she saw her two friends sitting on the couch. Cheren and Bianca stared at her with a funny look, or at least Bianca did, Cheren looked somewhat amused.
"That was quite an entrance Hilda, care to do it again?" Cheren observed while pushing his glasses over his nose with one hand and reaching for his Xtransceiver.
"Oh my, watch out Hilda, you will get hurt running like that!" Bianca said while approaching her. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine guys. It's that stupid mismatched step, I miss it every time!" she shot an angry glance at the offending step. "So what are you two doing here anyways? It's still so early."
"Cheren, I think she forgot." Bianca laughed with an amused face.
"It seems like it." he grinned too, now resigned that he didn't manage to catch the former champion of Unova doing a rather spectacular stunt while climbing down the stairs, probably would be a hit among his students.
"Wait... I forgot what?" Hilda tried to think of anything important that she could have missed, but her mind was simply empty. There was something she was waiting for in the mail but it surely was expected to arrive by the end of the month.
"Hilda, did you forget your own birthday?" her mother entered the room carrying a tray. It held a decorated cake that looked like a pokeball. "Age sure is hitting hard, haha."
"Ok, shame to the max now!" Hilda exclaimed, hiding her now burning face in both her hands. "I'm such a loser, can't even keep track of my own birthday. That must be a new national record."
"Don't worry Hilda, you're not a loser, you have been just a bit air headed these days with all the waiting." said Bianca while giving her a big hug.
"Now look who's saying that."Cheren added with a disapproving look. "The one who left home wearing two different shoes. And they weren't even the same color!"
They all laughed.
That morning Hilda completed 22 years, technically she was still a trainer but since she became the league champion she started to help the others gym leaders, they even invited her to be on the Elite Four once when Marshal got injured while training but in the end she refused the offer and Alder replaced him instead. Being part of the elite meant she would have to be away from her family and friends for almost the whole year, and after all she went through she felt it was time to live her life a bit more quietly. At least for a while.
"So, what are you going to ask this time?" said Cheren looking at her, his serious attitude was now much friendlier. "Any plans for new challenges?"
"Don't be so curious, Cheren! If she tells you what it is, it won't come true, everyone knows that!" Bianca poked his ribs. They soon started the usual never-ending quarrel that was almost their trademark. Hilda sighed as she dragged them both to the chairs at the table.
"Ok, ok, calm down you two." she said as she made way for them to sit down. "Let's not start a fight so early in the morning, shall we?"
After all this time they knew each other, it was just recently that Cheren reunited his courage to ask Bianca to be his girlfriend, which the girl happily accepted right away. It was one of those situations everyone around them was already more than aware the pair had feelings for each other but never said it out loud. Since then Hilda had a new way to taunt her already short tempered friend, as she had been telling him that now she couldn't keep running bets anymore on how many years he would take to finally confess his feelings.
"Well… what can I ask…" she thought as the flames from the candles swayed silently to a small current of air. It was both a hard and silly decision, she couldn't think of something right away. "Oh maybe I can…" she trailed off without completing her musings.
Finally she blew the candles in just one go at the sound of the clapping hands. Her Samurott gave a mighty howl, cheering in his own way.
"So, it was a good one this time?" Bianca whispered in her ear, as Cheren was busy with his slice of cake.
"I-I guess." Hilda replied a bit embarrassed.
"Professor Juniper said you should ask for a boyfriend." the girl giggled as Hilda turned a bright shade of red and looked quite contrariated..
"Oh great, even the professor is fond of pointing that out now." Hilda laughed. "That woman is getting impossible now that the new guy at the lab asked her out!"
"I know, I work with her every day." Bianca winked at her.
"Maybe I should call one of the Subway bosses one of these days to hang out, just to prank her. Remember them?"
"Mr. Ingo and Mr. Emmet, of course I remember them! Mr Emmet is always so kind and funny. His brother seemed so different, a bit too serious and he rarely smiles.
"Nah, Ingo's face is just like that. Once he gets used to you he will show his gentle side."
Hilda kinda missed the twins, Bianca and her spent months battling at the Battle Subway last year. She wondered about visiting them at Nimbasa later. Emmet would cry tears of joy at her sight, since she was his partner in most of his pranks on his brother.
But then the small party was soon interrupted by the sound of the ring at the front door.
"I wonder who it could be now." said her mother looking really surprised as she got up from her seat at the table. "Your father said he couldn't be here before new year."
But the mystery didn't last long as two more people joined the meeting. Hilda barely had time to see who they were as something tackled her to the ground as soon as the door was opened.
"Happy Birthday!" exclaimed the cheerful voice of Iris, who attached herself to Hilda in a spine breaking hug.
"Ah, thanks Iris!" Hilda tried to breathe when the girl released her. "Keep going like that and you will be stronger than Drayden!"
"Did you hear that, grandpa?" Iris asked, looking up to someone behind Hilda. "I'm getting stronger too!"
A pair of gloved hands seized Hilda and Iris from their spot on the floor and lifted them effortlessly.
"I know that." she heard Drayden's deep voice with a hint of amusement as he set them back on their feet. "Just don't split our friend in two on her birthday, my little dragon." he laughed.
"Hi Drayden!" Hilda greeted the dragon master and gave him a hug too. Luckily, Drayden knew how to control his strength. The man trained battling dragon pokemon with his bare hands, his hugs were actually lethal weapons.
"Hilda, we brought this especially for you." Iris handed her a light blue flute. It was made of wood and looked handmade.
"Wow, thank you very much!" She held the curious instrument with care.
"Drayden carved it and I decorated it!" Iris pointed to the small figures along the flute.
"It is a typical flute from Opelucid, it is said to bring peace to those who hear it." she heard Drayden explaining while Iris was already halfway on tips on how to play it.
She remembered once after she defeated Iris at the Opelucid gym, she saw Drayden training with his pokemon at their house. When the sparring session was over, Iris and her joined to listen to him play a similar flute. It really had a beautiful and soothing sound.
As the day went on, the group celebrated and shared stories. Iris spent most of her time playing with Samurott. Cheren and Drayden were absorbed discussing the latest challengers of their respective gyms at some point. While Bianca, Hilda and her mother tried to learn how to play the new flute, which rendered the most out of harmony symphony one could ever see. It was a good reunion.
Then, after some time passed, Hilda felt someone tugging at her sleeve. It was Iris.
"Can I ask you something?" she asked, looking a bit ashamed.
"Of course you can, Iris!" somehow, Hilda knew what the girl was going to ask her.
Hearing that, Iris opened an ear to ear grin.
"Can I see your Zekrom, pretty please?"
"Sure, but we will have to do this outside. You know, he is a big guy with a soft heart, he would feel really bad for tearing our house to shreds."
The legendary pokemon was just like the ancient story described him, a huge, intimidating red eyed black dragon at first sight, but Hilda could say it actually was one of the gentlest beings she knew.
Everyone gathered outside, Nuvema was actually just a small town that consisted of only four buildings, the result of being an area of preservation and research, which also explained why the lab was located there and how their families all lived and worked there in varying activities and specialties. It was the perfect place to let her pokemon enjoy nature without half the country staring at him.
"Ok." she held her pokeball from her belt. "Time to join the family Zekrom!"
For a moment, everybody looked thrilled at the sight of the legendary dragon. Zekrom spread his set of dark wings with a roar. He was as tall as their house.
"It's good to see you too." Hilda patted his face when he caught her in one of his massive claws. The dragon gently touched her forehead in what looked like his way to greet her. "We have some friends here that will love to meet you." she told him, he promptly answered with a deep growl.
"Wow, he's beautiful!" Iris exclaimed with her mouth wide open. It wasn't the first time she had seen him, but the awe of seeing a living legend was always present.
Needless to say that in a few moments later you could see what it looked like an amused dragon with a girl perched on its shoulders while a very worried Drayden watched over them.
"I think he's happy with his fans." Cheren said to her as he leaned beside Hilda on the wall. "You can see that even Drayden is enjoying that as much as Iris."
"I told you that Zekrom is a pile of muscles and electricity with a big pink heart inside." Hilda never saw him enraged, only when she was forced to fight N and his Reshiram that she noticed a hint of sadness and anger emanating from the pokemon. The two dragons once were a single being long ago, so it must have been hard to fight and hurt your own half.
"We never heard anything about that guy again." Cheren muttered looking at the sky.
"Yeah, but maybe that's a good thing." she added after a while. "Reshiram will take good care of him."
"I wonder…" the boy crossed his arms over his chest. "His father or whatever he was is still out there. One day he might come back and start all over again." he said in a worried tone. Cheren still dreaded the moment when the seventh sage escaped just before his eyes when the Shadow Triad came to his aid.
"I think Ghetsis won't harm anyone now." she stated. Cheren looked at her like she had grown out a second head like a Zweilous.
"I don't see how you can say that. The man is crazy! You saw what he did and what he was going to do if he had the chance!" Cheren exclaimed a bit loudly, everybody looked at his sudden outburst. "Sorry, I got a bit carried away." he said before resuming their conversation.
"I see your point, Cheren. But he's alone now." Hilda explained as she sat down. "He lost his pokemon and his pride. The people who supported him left and so did his family, as far as we know he has no one now. I don't even know if I could go through all that and stay sane." Again, it made her a little sad that there was nothing she could do to help with some of the outcomes of that day. If N had a chance to change his point of view, why did they have to simply lock Ghetsis away and pretend that all those things never happened? Or why did they even happen in the first place? A selfish curiosity perhaps, but she also wanted to understand how it all connected.
"...If you say so." He sighed and then proceeded to join Bianca, who was now trying to offer a slice of cake to Zekrom.
"What am I doing, defending the bad guy now?!" she said to herself, closing her eyes and pinching her own forehead. Sometimes Hilda wondered why she still believed that if someone could at least try, things could change, even when everything is against it.
"Zekrom accepted you as his master, it's not a surprise that you hold onto your ideals that he represents." Drayden's voice and his golden eyes staring at her startled the girl's inner turmoil.
"Don't worry I was just mumbling some thoughts." she excused herself. "Really crazy and deranged ones I might add."
Without saying a word, Drayden ruffled her hair and offered his hand. Hilda smiled, taking his hand to get up. Even without saying it out loud, she knew what he meant. But for now, she was not going to worry about that.
"Now look at that, it isn't the most spoiled dragon we ever saw!" she said and the man beside her nodded with a soft expression.
In an attempt to lessen the height difference between them, Zekrom now was sprawled on his back, with her mother, Bianca and Iris caressing his belly as if he were a giant scaly Liepard.
A/N: So, this is the beginning, two more chapters to go.
Thanks for reading it. ^^
Next chapter, Ghetsis returns. :3