I dash off, away from my group onto the road, ducking Opelucid City. I run through the trees and finally arrive at my destination, Route 14. I look for the place we camped, and I finally find it. I toss my cap on the floor, and look around. Good. No grunts watching me this time. I strip my clothes, and begin to bathe in the waterfall like we all did last time. Arceus. The tepid water feels so good on my grubby skin. It feels like ages since I've had a bath. I stick my head under the waterfall, and immediately feel swelling pressure on my scalp. I yank my head out, and scrub down. I shake dry like a Herdier, and comb my hair with my fingers. I tug my clothes on over my semi wet body, and put my cap on over my head. I hike in the shadows along the rock, but am stopped by a rouge former Ace Trainer.
"Wow! You're Touko White! Leader of the Rebellion!" He cries.
I am about to break and run when he continues,
"Can I have your autograph?"
"Sure." I tell her, searching my bag for something to write with.
"Oh, here." He says, handing me a sharpie. "You can keep it."
The Ace Trainer pulls up his shirt sleeve, and I sign 'Touko White' on his upper-arm with a flourish.
"Wow! I have to tell my friend that I met the Touko White!" He exclaims.
"Please, don't. Team Plasma can't find me." I whisper.
He looks at me oddly, probably realizing that I can't just grab a newspaper.
"Trust me," he begins, "You have more supporters than you realize." Before he dashes off calling to his partner, "Stella, Stella! You'll never guess who I just met!"
I turn and dash, still hiding in the shadows when I see a sight that chills the marrow in my bones. A Team Plasma grunt, and he's staring at me. Fuck. He walks up to me, and grabs my arm.
"You, come with me, missy!" He barks.
"Hell no!" I yell, kicking him in the groin. He doubles over, and I whack him with a heavy branch lying on the floor.
He collapses on the ground, unconscious. I flip him over, grab my sharpie, doodle a mustache on him, and write on his forehead, 'Rebellion wuz here.' I pull his body erect, and cuff him to a tree using his own handcuffs. I pick the key out of his pocket, and toss it into the raging river. There we go. I skip down the path, and hurry to the Abundant Shrine. I tiptoe in, and dash up to the shrine of Landorus. I need to catch it. I attempt to summon it at its shrine by commanding,
"Landorus, appear!" Like I'd been told. In response all I heard was a very familiar laugh form a
very familiar green-haired guy.
"N." I say, turning to see him emerge from a patch of shadow.
"Looking for this?" N asks, opening a Pokeball containing Landorus.
"Damn! How many ledgendaries have you got?" I put it.
Ignoring me, N continues, "You can have it... if you give me the Dark Stone." He attempts to bargain.
A milla-second after he finishes speaking, I throw myself at him, and snatch the Pokeball.
"Where are your manners?" N chides me.
"Since I was raised without parents, maybe I don't have any." I say, blaming N.
The grunt I tied up takes that moment to burst to the shrine.
"King N, my lord," The grunt addresses N, bowing down to him, before continuing to speak, "The girl Touko White," he says noticing me, "Oh, you found her. Well, finish her, your lordship. Look what she did to my face!"
The grunt hysterically shows N the sharpie doodles on his face, while I innocently wave. The grunt, now incensed, marches over to me, and slaps me across the face.
I wouldn't do that if I were you-" N begins, but his warning comes too late.
I have already struck the grunt back.
"Learn how to behave around your superiors girl!" The grunt hisses.
"I think I know how to behave around the sick bastards who stole my parents and my childhood from me when I was four!" I spit back.
"King N, do something about this insufferable female." The grunt whines.
N sheepishly looks down at the floor before replying, "I can't she took my only Pokemon."
"Great. Mine are gone too." The grunt whines.
"Okay, now, you all have two choices. You can leave with nothing bruised but you oversized egos, or you can leave with more–shall we say– physical markings." I threaten.
They turn and run. I hear N mummer something that sounds suspiciously like, 'Her fire. I like it.' Before dashing off with the grunt. My fire? What the hell does he mean by that?