Hi there! Welcome to chapter 4! So as I said last chapter, this one will have a bit about N! Yay! It is right in the beginning, and I consider it a bit of a... like prologue to the chapter, kinda. Anyway, that's why the chapter title thingy isn't right below my A/N! So the first part is about N! I'm excited!

I hope you enjoy!

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Reshiram's ear perked, a high pitched sound slowly bringing the large white dragon out of its slumber. Its head rose, looking for the source and when he had found it, he sighed. His master, N, was once again listening to those damned voice messages.

The dragon heaved as it stood up, shaking its fur out and blinking a few times to clear its mind from the sleep. It lumbered over to where the green haired boy was sitting, peering over his shoulder.

"Hi N, just thought I'd call again, but you still aren't picking up. Don't know why I expected any differently." White, the girl leaving the voicemail looked to the side in disappointment before glancing back at the screen.

"I don't even know if you're getting these messages, but if you are, sorry for barraging you with them." A sigh left her mouth as she yawned, slumping over in her chair slightly.

Reshiram's eyes flicked to the back of N's head. The boy hadn't moved the entire time. He was torturing himself with these messages. Reshiram's heart went out to his master for a moment. N, throughout the four months since he had left Unova had been swamped with White's calls. She left copious amounts of messages and as much as N tried not to listen to them, Reshiram found him, every night, watching the girl he still loved so much on the tiny screen of his X-transceiver. N had saved every single message she had sent him, almost up to three hundred now.

Reshiram feared the day when the X-transceiver would run out of memory. He knew N wouldn't take well to having to delete some of White's calls.

The dragon's attention was back on the small screen as he heard White's voice pipe up once again.

"Well, today I found the second to last Sage!"

She looked rather happy. However her smile soon faded.

"I don't know if that'll make you happy or not. I never got a chance to ask you about where you'll stand with the other members of Team Plasma. I don't know if you're routing for me or for them."

Another sigh from White.

"I don't know why I keep rambling about the happenings in my life. I've pretty much told you everything since you left. I guess maybe I'm just trying to keep you updated in case you decide to come back."

A small chuckle left White's mouth. The laugh slowed and soon her mouth turned into a frown.

"I wish sometime you'd answer, N. That is if you even still have your phone. I'm still not convinced that you haven't thrown it away and some hobo is listening to my messages."

Reshiram couldn't help but smile slightly as White cringed at the thought of a stranger listening to basically what was her video diary. All meant for N.

"I guess that's it. Not much more to say. I guess I'll still call tomorrow…."

There was a long pause and the dragon leaned forward slightly, wondering if the video had frozen. But he realized it hadn't as White once again looked straight at the screen.

"I hope you'll come back soon, N. It's great here, and I really miss you."

She sighed.

"I hope you have a good night's sleep. Talk to you tomorrow, bye."

With that the screen clicked blank and a list of all the messages popped up on the X-transceiver again. Reshiram squinted at the small number at the top of the screen. Two hundred and twenty two messages. All from the same girl. A few members of Team Plasma had called N, but he had deleted the messages almost immediately. But not White's. For some reason N never touched White's messages except to watch them.

N shifted and swiveled around on the tree stump he was sitting on.

"Oh jeez!" he yelled, plopping off the small stump of wood when he caught sight of Reshiram.

Reshiram grinned, amused that he had caught his trainer by such surprise.

"Didn't see you there," N said, his eyes flicking back and forth as he tried to hide the X-transceiver behind his back.

Reshiram shook his head, "You really should stop listening to those things."

N scowled, stuffing the X-transceiver into his pocket before standing up. He sent a look at Reshiram that said 'none of your business' before he walked over to his sleeping bag and slipped in silently, his back toward the dragon as it lumbered over to where he had been sleeping, only a few feet away from N.

"You know I'm right," Reshiram almost teased, tucking in his wings and lying down once again, his nose almost touching N's back.

N glanced back over his shoulder, "No, you're not right. There isn't any harm in watching those and you know it."

Reshiram rolled his eyes, "Physical harm? No. But you always seem sad after you listen to them, you're torturing yourself."

N's eyes looked almost glossy as he contemplated Reshiram's words. It almost tore his heart in half watching White be so sad over his disappearance. However it was like some otherworldly force was pushing him to watch every message time and time again. He never got to see her or talk to her, and so those voicemails were the only thing still tying him to the girl he so cared for. He was worried she'd think he had abandoned her and Unova for good, but she always said she was looking forward to when he'd come back. He dreaded the day that she lost hope.

"Just something to think about," Reshiram mumbled as he closed his eyes, once again drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

N watched the dragon for a moment before looking forward again, resting his head on his elbow. He missed the times he would fall asleep with White's head resting happily on his chest. Watching her peaceful breathing as she slept, perfectly content being so close to him. He hadn't ever felt as close to a human as he did White. He was always a little awkward, stuttering over his words and avoiding people as much as he could; but when he was with White, he seemed to talk to her with ease. He always was the one to seek her out. He wanted to be with her.

He adjusted his head on his arm. But now that wasn't possible. They were regions apart. N knew that at any time he could go back and be with her again, but he wasn't ready for that yet.

He closed his eyes and promised himself he'd go back to Unova the minute he had finally figured out what was right. And he hoped to Arceus she'd still be there waiting for him.

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Chapter 4: Zinzolin

"Alrighty Talace, you about ready to go?" I asked from my seat at a picnic table, watching my Emboar frolic around like a tiny Tepig.

The large fire type turned my way, taking his attention off of the rock he was practicing Arm Thrust on to then look at me. He grunted, shooting a small ball of flame out of his nose before he began lumbering my way. I snapped the small pokeball off of my necklace and enlarged it, holding it up to return him but he raised a gigantic arm, telling me to wait.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Talace was always very compliant and never resisted being put in his ball.

He stopped only a few feet away and grunted again, pointing at the map in front of me. I glanced down at it. The map looked a lot different than when I had first set out to look for the Sages. There were red, blue, green, and black markings covering almost the entire surface. Five red dots signaled where I had found the five Sages I had located so far, and the rest were crossing out areas I had searched.

I looked back up to Talace, "No, I don't know where the last one is."

I had come to understand my Emboar to some extent, and I could tell he was curious as to where we were going to search next. Talace leaned forward tapping one claw on the map.

I leaned forward, squinting and realized he was pointing to Driftveil City.

"What's there? We already checked," I grumbled. Indeed I had checked just about every city.

Talace shook his head, rolling his eyes slightly before he tapped on the map again. I looked closer and realized he was pointing just south of Driftveil City.

"Cold Storage?" I questioned and a vigorous nod was the answer.

I pondered for a moment. I had visited Driftveil City near the beginning of my search and had come up with absolutely nothing. But upon further recollection I realized I hadn't traveled to the Cold Storage which was just south of the busy streets of Driftveil.

I shot an excited look at Talace. "That's where Zinzolin was when we first saw him wasn't it?!"

My Emboar crossed his arms, snorting out his 'yes', obviously proud of himself.

My finger smacked back down onto the map and traced all five of the red dots. I recalled each Sage's name that I had found, and sure enough Zinzolin was the one that was missing.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, jumping to my feet and stuffing the map back into my bag. I finally had the location of my last Sage. Hopefully anyway.

"Thanks Talace, you're the best!" I said, giving my Emboar a hug before returning him to his ball. I minimized it before snapping it into the necklace and then called out the other Pokémon with me.

Zekrom appeared with a roar and I quickly shushed him. We were basically in the middle of nowhere, it had been a miracle that I was able to find a picnic table this far out in the White Forrest, but I still wasn't sure what would happen if someone saw Zekrom.

When I was seen on the street people would form crowds, telling me what an amazing job I was doing and that they were supporting me all the way. They always asked to see Zekrom but I declined, figuring it wouldn't be good for the dragon to be in the public eye. Of course I knew the black dragon would have a heyday with it. He loved people and probably would gladly act as a playground for any kids present but I was secretly afraid he would underestimate his strength and crush someone. That sure wouldn't be an easy thing to explain.

"Alright, let's head on over to Driftveil, Zekrom!"

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I kicked the side of one of the large metal bins in Cold Storage, muttering stray curses to myself. Empty. All of them that I had checked so far were empty. Maybe Talace had been wrong.

I sighed, leaning against the metal crate and slid down into a sitting position. This was hopeless, I had searched almost all of Unova and yet I somehow couldn't locate the final Sage.

A loud sound abruptly pulled me out of my wallowing. A high-pitched sound. A bird chirping? No. I looked around, trying to locate a Vanillite. They made a similar sound, but I didn't see one anywhere. I shoved myself into a standing position and creeped around to the other side of the bin I had been sitting behind. The sound was getting louder.

I walked around carefully, putting my ear to every crate until I found the one it was coming from. I made my way to the two small doors leading in and with a large heave I had them open.

I stifled a laugh and a cheer of joy at the same time as I saw, huddled in the back of the crate, the last Sage.

I jumped up and into the metal box, my feet clanging on the metal as I made it back to the old man. He looked up to me quickly, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.

"You came all the way out here?" Zinzolin hissed to himself.

I could tell he was internally beating himself up about not finding a more desolate place to hide.

"What a meddling trainer," he whispered, shaking his head.

My hand, for the final time, reached into my bag, and dialed Looker's number on my X-transceiver. He would be overjoyed to hear that I had found the last one. Once I had successfully called him I sighed, relaxing and sliding down into a sitting position across from Zinzolin.

"I have to give you credit, you found a pretty good hiding spot," I admitted, pulling my arms around me for warmth.

The bins in Cold Storage were used to transport perishable goods across Unova. And you could tell by the frigid temperature inside of them that they were good at their job.

"Tch," Zinzolin scoffed, rolling his eyes, "Apparently not good enough."

I shook my head, "Nope."

There was a long and awkward silence between the two of us as we shivered. I realized the sound from before was actually Zinzolin's teeth chattering, and I seriously doubted he could last in this cold for much longer.

"If it makes you feel any better, the jail cell you'll be in will probably be warmer than this," I said, a large shiver wracking my body.

A sharp growl hissed out of Zinzolin's throat. "I won't be going to jail anytime soon."

I cocked an eyebrow, "Oh? Why not?"

I had to admit Zinzolin was my least favorite Sage. Aside from Ghetsis of course. When Cheren and I had to go looking for him when we had inadvertently allowed him to enter Driftveil City, the Sage had been short and rude with us. It was clearly obvious he was the closest to Ghetsis, and he intended everyone to know it. He believed Team Plasma was godly, and it was obvious in only his expression.

Zinzolin shook as he attempted to stand. Was he going to run? He was too cold to move too awfully fast.

He sent me a sly grin before quickly scampering toward the end of the crate. Well, not too quickly. He acted like he was running when in all reality he was barely moving.

I shook my head and quickly called out a Pokémon.

My Emboar appeared with a roar in front of Zinzolin, putting on his most intimidating face.

It apparently worked because Zinzolin halted in his tracks, cowering away from the fire type almost as if he expected to be hit with an attack.

"Sorry, but you aren't going anywhere, old man," I said, standing up and making my way toward Talace. He was warm, the flames around his neck acting as a radiator, and I'm sure I looked just like a Yanma to a light as I traipsed toward him, holding my hands out like I was near a campfire until I was at his side.

Zinzolin huffed, crossing his arms and putting a frown on his face. But it didn't last long as he was apparently as happy to find a fire as I was. He drifted toward Talace and I slowly, seeking out the warmth.

I peered behind Talace and to the opening to the crate. No Looker yet. I was starting to worry, he usually got to the scene within about five minutes.

I almost saw the light bulb above my head. I hadn't asked Zinzolin about N yet, and I definitely needed to do that before Looker arrived.

I whirled around, facing the Sage head-on with a determined look. "Do you know where N is?"

Zinzolin looked shocked, my question obviously taking him by surprise. However his disbelief soon morphed into a cocky grin.

"And why would I tell you?" he asked.

I bit my lip. All of the other Sages had been rather compliant, just like Rood had been. I hadn't considered that the last Sage would act any differently. However this was Zinzolin we were talking about.

All of a sudden another shiver wracked my body, the heat in the room disappearing almost immediately. I looked to Talace quickly and realized he had switched off the flames around his neck, and the warmth had vanished just as quickly.

"Hey," Zinzolin whined, wrapping his arms around himself in an attempt to keep any heat he had gotten.

I grinned up at Talace, realizing his strategy.

"Alright, he'll turn his fire back on, only if you tell me where N is," I said, presenting my ultimatum. Sometimes I thought my Emboar was smarter than I was.

"I don't know where he is," Zinzolin growled.

"Eeeee," I huffed, sounding like a buzzer, "Wrong answer. Try again."

He rolled his eyes, "I said, I don't know."

"Oh come on, you have to know something," I whined. None of the other Sages had had any helpful information and I felt my heart begin to sink as I wondered if this one didn't either.

"Well, I do know one thing," he said, another grin creeping across his face.

My heart leapt, "Really? What?!"

Zinzolin frowned, "Oops, forgot it. Maybe a little heat could make me remember."

I gritted my teeth in annoyance and put my hands on my hips, ready to yell but was beaten to the punch by Talace.

A deafening roar flew out of his mouth, along with a few balls of smoke which collided with Zinzolin's face, making him cough. My Emboar obviously wasn't taking Zinzolin's taunts well.

Talace's hands came together, a ball of light forming in the middle, a tell-tale sign that he was about to unleash his Heat Crash attack.

"Woah woah woah, stop!" Zinzolin squeaked, apparently startled by my Emboar's sudden rage.

The ball between Talace's hands grew larger and I could see a bead of sweat form on Zinzolin's forehead.

"Tell him to stop!" he yelled, obviously already knowing exactly how devastating a Heat Crash attack could be.

I knew that Talace wouldn't actually hurt Zinzolin. He was incredibly strong and ruthless in battle, but when it came to humans he was very tame. Especially when it came to me, as he had always been overly protective.

I looked up to Talace's face. Was he doing this to protect me? I couldn't imagine it. He had never cared much for N, and he made it clear from the time he was only a Pignite that he never really wanted the green haired boy around. But now, he seemed angry because Zinzolin was withholding information about N. It seemed odd to me.

"Alright!" Zinzolin yelled, holding up his hands in surrender, "I'll tell you!"

The glowing orb between Talace's arms disappeared in an instant and he straightened himself back up, getting out of his battling position.

It was quiet as I waited for Zinzolin's answer.

"N said," Zinzolin panted, the scare taking a lot out of him, "He had always wanted to go to Kanto to meet Professor Oak. He thought maybe he'd have some insight on how humans and Pokémon reacted together."

The news hit me like a ton of bricks. N had been interested in what Professor Oak had to say about Pokémon-human interaction? This was perfect! My mind was already in Kanto, mapping out where N could be. I had traveled there a long while ago when Professor Juniper had suggested that I send my Pokémon to Professor Oak's facility. I had been catching them like crazy and she had worried her area wasn't going to be large enough. She had said that Professor Oak had an amazing lab, big enough for any Pokémon I could send and so that was exactly what I had done. My fifty some odd Pokémon were still residing there to this day. I hadn't visited Kanto in a while now, only talking to the Professor and my Pokémon over the phone, and I figured it would be another exciting journey. Especially if there was a chance I could find N in the process.

Zinzolin rolled his eyes when he noticed my smile, crossing his arms and muttering to himself. An unexpected shiver coursed throughout me and in an instant Talace's flames were back on, steadily heating the area.

I almost felt the urge to thank the Sage. I didn't know if he had been telling the truth or not, but it was more than I had gotten out of any of the other ones, and for that I was grateful. I took a deep breath, ready to push down my pride and thank the Sage in front of me but he beat me to the punch.

"Remember one thing, White," Zinzolin said, his voice raspy. "Ghetsis is a smart man. Don't ever doubt for a moment that he doesn't have something up his sleeve."

I blinked, the statement taking me by surprise. Was that some kind of warning? I didn't see Ghetsis as being much of a threat now. He was in jail, along with five, soon to be six, of the other Sages. I just couldn't see a way for him to be plotting something feasible when he was behind bars.

Before I was able to ask Zinzolin exactly what he meant I heard someone enter the bin from behind me. I peered over my shoulder to see Looker, along with three of his men. Looker gave a few hand signals, not saying a word, and his men roughly carted Zinzolin off within moments.

It was quiet for a long while. I was mulling over what Zinzolin had said, and Looker was just watching me carefully. He didn't speak up, and it seemed odd to me. Looker was always very talkative.

"Well, that's all of them," I sighed, attempting to get the conversational ball rolling.

Looker nodded, "I really do have to give you my deepest thanks, White. I couldn't have gotten all of them without you."

I gave him a smile. Looker had never said something so heartfelt to me before. It almost felt weird.

I nodded, "No problem. Let me know if you ever need any more help."

I returned Talace quickly, my mind suddenly back on N and Kanto, and began walking toward the entrance to the storage unit.

"White!"

Looker called out to me and I jumped, turning back around. He had seemed frozen in place, so I had assumed he was done talking and wanted to investigate the area or something. But it appeared he did in fact have something to tell me.

"Hm?"

"Where are you going?"

My eyebrows knitted together, "Kanto, why?"

Looker nodded to himself, "I had a feeling you might jump to another region…"

He seemed sad, his sentence trailing off.

"No, I'm just visiting," I clarified. I knew a lot of trainers, when they beat the Champion but didn't wish to become one would 'region hop' as they called it and attempt to conquer the different leagues. But I had every intention of capturing Unova's Champion position.

"Oh, really?" Looker asked, excitement scrawled across his face.

I realized in that moment he would feel guilty if I left Unova. It had been him, in essence, that had stopped me from becoming Champion. And he, as well as everyone else, knew that it was my dream. He would feel guilty if I didn't try again because he would feel like it was his fault. I smiled. Looker really did have a good heart deep down.

I gave him a nod and turned to leave but once again he called after me, this time more like the Looker I knew.

"Oh White! Just thought I'd tell you before you left, Alder said he wanted to meet with you."

That sure took me by surprise, "Really? When?"

Looker shrugged, "He just said to meet him on the Marvelous Bridge. Um, just east of Nimbasa," Looker said, quickly giving me the location.

I hadn't ever been to the Marvelous Bridge. Apparently it lived up to its name in every aspect so I figured it wouldn't be the worst place to stop by before I headed on over to Kanto.

"Thanks," I called with a wave, jogging the rest of the way to the opening of the storage bin and hopped out onto the grass. The sun felt amazing compared to the atmosphere I had been in.

"No," Looker called out, "Thank you!"

I smiled, finally giving into the urge and saluting the man before jogging off to a larger area to call out Zekrom. Marvelous Bridge to meet Alder, and then Kanto to try and find N. I had my plan, now all I could do was follow it.

So there it is! I hope you liked it! She found the last Sage! So I did her finding the first and the last. I hope that it wasn't too hard to realize it was the last one, I did have her mention something about it to N on her voicemail, so I hope you caught on to that!

I seriously want to thank all of you who are reading this! The reviews are lovely and I adore each one! I'm so glad that you are liking it!

(Also to the anon reviewer RandomFemale: Holy moly! I'm glad you're liking it but why I'm saying something is because you have some master ability of prediction there! I have this story planned out all the way to the end and you predicted a few of the things I'm going to do. Kudos to you, you psychic. XP)

Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful week!