Author's Note: This is the retelling of Pokemon Black Version with a mix of White Version. This is my attempt to dramatically tell the story in a way that the anime never could. I hope you enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: Pokémon is owned by Nintendo, Game Freak, Creatures, and Satoshi Tajiri.
Prologue: The Rise of a King
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Long ago, in the young days of Unova…
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There lived two brothers, one who sought truth and the other who sought ideals.
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These brothers would hold their beliefs into ruling over the land, with a single dragon who represents both, bringing peace and harmony among people and Pokémon.
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However, the two brothers could not agree on how they ruled the land and start to argue. Their arguments erupted into a war that will determine which belief is right and which is wrong.
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The dragon, conflicted by their fighting, split into two dragons, each one accompanying the brothers:
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Reshiram, the dragon of truth & fire, & Zekrom, the dragon of ideals & thunder.
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Through the flames & lightning, the dragon's destructive power threatens to destroy Unova and all of its inhabitants.
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Until one fateful battle, the brothers died in their own hands and without them, the dragons have ceased fighting and disappeared as stones, putting the war to an end.
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Now the dragons have all but become myths in the eyes of the good people. However, there was an old prophecy that one day, when a hero of truth or ideals is revealed, the dragons will return to resume their fight.
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And to this day, the stones have yet to be found. N thought as he read an old storybook of the legends of Unova. He couldn't help but wonder who the heroes could be…
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Knock!
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He turns to see his bedroom door open, revealing a Team Plasma grunt peeking from outside.
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"It's time." He bows as he closes the door, awaiting his arrival.
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"So it is." He closes the book and puts on his robe, making his way to the throne room, where his destiny awaits him.
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Within the underground castle lies the throne room, where the seven sages are lined up across the stoned walkway as they eagerly wait for the arrival of their new king. Ghetsis, especially, is keen for N to finally be crowned. All these years of preparation have finally paid off, and now he walks towards the throne chair, a crown in his hand, to deliver his speech in front of the crowd.
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"Gentleman. Today is a day we all long for. The day in which Team Plasma move to new heights."
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He dramatically held out his hand to the end of the walkway, where N now enters the throne room. He gracefully walks towards Ghetsis, acknowledging that the sages are bowing to him in each step he takes. He blanks out a bit, remembering himself as a small boy, alone in the woods with all of his "friends".
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Zorua… Darmanitan… Woobat…
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Don't worry, my friends. You will all be free. Soon...
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He now bows himself in front of Ghetsis, ready for his coronation. Two women, one with blond hair and the other with pink, smiled at him to be crowned, but secretly, they both are a bit saddened of what he will be to his "father".
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"Natural Harmonia Gropius. By the power within me, I now bestowed upon you this crown as King." He declares, gently placing the crown on top of his green hair. N rises and turns to the sages.
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"Rise for your new ruler! Rise for the king of Team Plasma!" N raises his hand out to the crowd, as he fully accepts his role as their king.
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"Long live the king! Long live Team Plasma!"
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An army of Plasma grunts chants out in declaration for their new ruler, a day in which changes will be made for the benefit of Team Plasma.
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The change in Unova has just begun.