Author's Note: This is another intercalary chapter.

N was a name of a special child who knew how to communicate with pokemon. Because of his powers, he is truly able to understand all the pokemon as individuals. N could've been a normal child, living with society and having a happy family. However, N's father was not so benevolent. Because of he was his father, he knew of N's power early on. Instead of keeping it a secret, he exploited it. He thought N as a valuable piece for his plan of world dominance, so he locks him up in his room for most of his childhood.

N grew isolated in that room, and eventually separated himself from normal society. He had time to observe the way pokemon were treated by the average trainer. His ambitions began to develop, and he was determined to set pokemon free from oppressive trainers. N told his father about his wishes, and his father came up with an unforgivable plan that would ultimately use N as a chess piece, that was expendable once he got what he wanted. Though N was unique, he was not one of a kind. There was another child who was similar to N, but did not meet the same fate.

There once was a little girl, around the age of four. She had a loving mother, but a father she never knew. Her mother would tell great stories about the girl's father.

"He was a great pokemon trainer. He won all the badges from multiple regions." said her mother.

"His occupation was an archeologists, therefore, he has to travel around a lot. This is why you don't see your father all that much." explains her mother.

The girl would spend days sitting by herself in the back garden of the house. One day, she saw a Patrat injured under a tree. The girl would run up and ask, "Oh, are you okay?". The girl would be able to hear the Patrat's response. She would understand that there are malevolent people who would fight completely harmless wild pokemon and leave them injured after the fight. She would then run to her mother and ask for her to heal the patrat with a potion.

"Honey, you can't just try and help every poor soul you see. The world doesn't work like that." said the mother. "Many 'people' get hurt and it will impossible to help everyone of them." The mother acknowledged that her child treats pokemon just like people.

Her mother was very wary of her child. She was kind, almost too kind. The child has this drive to help any pokemon that was in need. It seemed like a good trait, but it was very unrealistic. One time there was an injured Scolipede. The scolipede was, by no means, docile, but the girl would try to help it. Thankfully, a townsfolk nearby stopped the girl from approaching and reported the incident to her mother.

This girl was not your ordinary girl. She had a special power. She could understand pokemon. She can hear pokemon talk just like they were people. All pokemon are intelligent, and many people overlook this because they can't understand them. However, this particular girl grew up believing that pokemon were people, and that they should be treated with care.

The girl's family struggled to keep this fact a secret. Being able to communicate with pokemon is an invaluable trait, and if people with ill-intent find out about this child, it is quite possible that she would be taken away.

As the girl grew older, her views became more realistic. The world is full of good and bad people, and nothing can change that. She believes in the individuality of pokemon, but she also sees the value of pokemon bonding with humans. This was where this girl and N differed in beliefs.

When she was seven, her father made his first appearance in her life. It all happened in the afternoon when her mother called the girl downstairs. The girl was confused at first when she saw a stranger at their doorstep.

"This man is your father." her mother said. The girl looked up at the man. She began to tear as she ran up and hugged her father at the waist. Her father looked handsome and strong as well. He looked somewhat tired, but when he smiled at the sight of her daughter, the girl couldn't wait any longer. She needed to touch her father, to hug him, embrace him. Something like that should've been done much earlier in her life. But her father was never there.

"What are you doing, here?" asked the mother. It was strange for she did not sound as happy as the girl was.

The father whispered to the mother and then said, "I'm sorry about that, but I finally have time where I could return home. I'm sure that's what she would've wanted." said the father as she motioned towards the girl.

"Hey, let me show you something." he said as he brought his child to clearing. "Timburr and Pansage, come on out."

Her father asked, "Do you know what pokemon battling is?"

The girl responded, "It's when you take two pokemon and have them try to hit each other. I don't like it. It hurts the pokemon."

"That's where you're wrong, sweetheart. The purpose of pokemon battling is not to try and hurt the other, it is to help enhance the skill of both pokemon. In pokemon battling, you can help increase a pokemon's strength, speed, and accuracy. These are just the basic concepts. You can also help their focus, cognitive ability, and discipline." said the father. "Here, you try. Pick a pokemon."

The girl was hesitant, but eventually chose Timburr. "Daddy, why does this pokemon have a scar on his back and face?" asked the girl.

"I found timburr in the wild. He was supposedly hurt by trainers who fought him in the wild. But you can ask Timburr yourself, right?" asked his father.

The girl turned to Timburr. Timburr just said that what her father said was true.

"discipline"

The father showed the girl how it feels to have a pokemon battle. The father used pansage while the girl used Timburr. It was amazing how even when the two pokemon were fighting, it wasn't a battle to the death. When Timburr "fainted", the girl was scared for a moment that she had caused harm to a pokemon, but a few seconds later, it got up fine.

"When that happens, the battle will end and the victory will go to the other trainer. As you can see, Timburr isn't hurt that bad, and if anything, his skill has probably increased." said the father. The girl was surprised at how much she enjoyed it. It was exciting to battle.

The father continued, "It is also important to have good battling skills, because you might run into people who do not just want to fight for fun. In this case, your pokemon can protect itself and you at the same time."

The girl understood.

"Don't worry. You still have three years before you can start your adventure. I promise I'll be back to see that day when you start." said the father. "I'll be leaving later today."

"No! Daddy! I want you to stay. You just came back." begged the girl.

For a second, her dad's face became dead serious, and he replied, "I'm sorry. But I must go. I have an important job to do." he said as he walked back towards the house.

Later that evening, the girl said goodbye to her father as he was leaving. She pretended to run upstairs, but she quickly hid in a closet and eavesdropped on her parents talking.

"You just came back, can't you spend a little more time with the family?" asked her mother.

"I have an important mission at dragonspiral tower. It could take a couple of years." said the father.

"Our daughter has been living without a father, and she is very excited with seeing you. How could you just leave for work. Is your job really more important than your family?" asked the mother.

The girl began to dread as she heard her father hesitate to this question. But then, he said, "This will be my last mission. I will come back in two years and I promise to see my daughter off on her own pokemon journey. I promise I will spend the rest of my the family. There will no more missions after this. We will live to be a happy family when I come back. I promise." reassured her father.

The girl was full of joy. She already waited seven years. If two more is all it takes to be able to live with her father forever, she would gladly take it.

Two years passed and the girl was now ten. There was still no sign of her father returning. One day, a bunch of men came to their door and they held a note. The mother read the note and she collapsed onto the ground. Her husband has died from an accident at dragonspiral tower. She didn't want her daughter to find out, but it was too late. The girl was in the room with her. She grabbed the letter and read it.

Her heart sank. She began to cry as well. The dream to be with her father. It should've happened, but it didn't. She couldn't help but feel that she was robbed of having a happy life with her family together.

"Do you know the cause of death?" asked the mother through her crying. The man delivering the message told the crying mother and child the cause of death and who or what caused it. What the man said was true, for there were many witnesses who saw it happen. The mother was shocked. The girl as well, and a hidden anger began to build inside her as she was told of how her father died.

After the news and when everyone left, the mother talked to her daughter quietly. "Please don't go on your journey, now. I don't want you to suffer the same fate as your father. The world is full of dangers, and I just think you should wait." said the mother. The girl agreed.

In the end, the girl was still clueless to what her father actually did for a living, and she couldn't anymore. Finally, after three years, the girl began her journey. However, her goal was not to get to the Unova league, but to see that she gets revenge for her father.

Author's Note: Please review on how the story is so far. Do you think it's moving to slow, too fast? Do you enjoy it?