Note: S-EARL's Age Relations (Edition III) is confirmed to be inaccurate. However, S-EARL will continue using it due to their progress. SY and onwards will use the 4-Generations-accurate Edition IV. So for this story, all the age relations that do not involve Black and White are completely accurate.

Chapter 3: Impossible Odds

Opelucid City, 6:15 pm…

"Fusion Flare, Fusion Bolt, Glaciate."

The moment White muttered those attacks, the three Unova Dragons responded. Reshiram and Zekrom flew up to prepare while Kyurem stepped forward. The Boundary Pokémon unleashed a wave of freezing wind, instantly covering Black's entire team with a thin layer of ice. Black and White's Pokémon both tried their best to fight through the thickening layer of ice. They had to fight through, as the forming layer was greatly hindering their movement.

Black shielded his face with his arms and tried to focus. He had to focus. Kyurem's Glaciate wasn't the threat here…

The Reshiram fired a giant ball of orange fire surrounded by small flames swirling all around at Zekrom. At the same time, the Zekrom had formed a large ball of electricity over its head. With the Fusion Bolt in place, it turned to face the incoming Fusion Flare. The two attacks merged together, creating a giant ball of swirling fire and electricity. With the two attacks, the Zekrom charged straight towards Black's team.

Black stared at the coming attack. There was nothing he could do. His and White's Pokémon were half frozen and they weren't able to respond to the attack. He couldn't escape either. But he couldn't just sit there face death…

Just then, a large group of Pokémon attacks came from behind and clashed with the mix of Fusion Flare and Fusion Bolt. Black recognized some of the attacks as Shadow Balls from powerful Ghost type Pokémon. So it seemed that the Elite Four had arrived to help… But the assistance may not really matter.

The attacks created a giant explosion that knocked Black, his team, and White's team far away from the battlefield. White and her kidnapper were protected by an energy barrier formed by Kyurem.

During the explosion, White managed to fight through her mind control. She stared at the thick smoke and gasped. She stared intently at the smoke, trying to find any clues that proved Black's survival. But when the smoke cleared, she couldn't find anything. All she could see was Zekrom flying back to where Reshiram was.

"N – No! No!" she screamed out. "Black!"

She desperately scanned the area but couldn't find Black anywhere. She couldn't find his Pokémon, or her own either. Tears started to blur her vision as she believed that she had killed Black. When the psychic presence in her mind returned, she didn't put up any resistance as it tried to gain control over her.

Seeing that White was under his control again, the kidnapper let out a laugh. "Ah, the Elite Four has finally arrived! … Destroy them. I will be right back."

Just as the kidnapper turned away to complete his objective of coming to Opelucid, White pointed at the Elite Four and the gathered Gym Leaders and gave the next order to the three Unova Dragons.

"Triple Dragon Pulse."

…

Black blinked a few times. Was he still alive? … Yes, by the looks of it. Unless it was possible to feel excruciating pain after death. That would suck ass. The pain was burning. It snapped him into focus. Even though his ears were ringing from the shock of that explosion, he could still hear a chaotic battle going on between the newly arrived Elite Four and the Unova Dragons. Black forced himself to sit up. He immediately noticed that his clothes were on fire here and there (hence the literally burning pain) and quickly put it out as best as he could. He was still burned quite a bit, which made movement rather difficult.

Black ignored the burning heat all around him and forced his body to stand up. He could see that he was lying on the remnants of the warehouse in which he found White. The warehouse was obliterated by the explosion caused by the mix of Fusion Flare and Fusion Bolt. And the same explosion had sent him and his entire team into the walls of the warehouse. He'd ask how he survived later. There were more important issues to deal with.

All of his and White's Pokémon were scattered around him, all knocked out. Black returned all of them back to their Pokéballs. He turned his attention to the ongoing battle. Quite a lot of Opelucid citizens were gathered around the fight, but no one was going to do anything. Not that they could do anything against the three Unova Dragons. But they didn't seem to want to do anything. On one hand, there were the Elite Four and Gym Leaders who were fighting for good. But on the other, there was White. The girl's huge popularity was preventing anyone from attacking or even doing anything against her.

The Elite Four and Gym Leaders were getting thrashed. The only way to fight against Legendary Pokémon was to use other Legendary Pokémon of equal strength. When the three strongest in Unova were joined together… well… everyone's screwed.

Black tried to think of something. A plan. Anything. But with his Musharna down and his mind only partially intact thanks to the devastation and explosion, nothing came up. All of his Pokémon were down. And he was barely able to walk right now. At best, he could… throw rocks and hope that a big one nailed the kidnapper in the head. But if he screwed that up, the rocks might hit White and that would be a travesty.

Speaking of which, where was the kidnapper? Behind Reshiram, Zekrom, and Kyurem, only White was standing. The kidnapper was gone. That meant he was doing something that he planned to in the city. And whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

White gave another order. Black couldn't hear it due to the constant ringing in his ears, but the response of the three Unova Dragons implied that it was going to be devastating. The Kyurem stepped forward again and unleashed a massive wave of freezing cold wind and snow. Blizzard. The pattern was always the same. Kyurem would use some Ice type move that either froze or simply slowed down its targets. Then Reshiram and Zekrom would bring in the massive firepower. And this time, that firepower was simply devastating.

Both tail-generators of Reshiram and Zekrom powered up. The Reshiram attacked first. With its tail-generator powered up to maximum, flames started to erupt from its tail. With all the power it could muster, it opened its mouth and blasted a group of opposing Pokémon with a massive burst of blue hellfire. Blue Flare. The moment the Blue Flare hit, Zekrom followed up. With its entire body covered in a giant ball of electricity sparking all over the place, the Zekrom charged towards another group of opposing Pokémon. Bolt Strike.

Black watched the carnage unfold. "… Impossible," he muttered as he slowly shook his head. "This is impossible…"

But thankfully, this one-sided slaughter did not last forever. The kidnapper soon returned from wherever he went and stood behind White. The moment the girl turned to face him, she tried to punch him. He tried to block, but it was unnecessary as the girl stopped on her own. Black watched from afar and tried to understand what was happening. Clearly, White was still struggling. She probably thought she killed him with the mix of Fusion Flare and Fusion Bolt. And now that her kidnapper was nearby, she was probably very, very angry. Enough to temporarily break through her mind control.

The moment White threw that first punch, the citizens of Opelucid began to react. Now that White appeared to be on the same side as the Gym Leaders and Elite Four, they now had an acceptable target. The kidnapper.

The kidnapper realized that too. He quickly got the three Unova Dragons to return and after forcefully grabbing White by her throat, he got his Elgyem to use Teleport to escape from Opelucid. Although the three Unova Dragons granted him superior firepower against all of the Opelucid citizens put together, crushing them all would take time and energy. During that wasted time, the Gym Leaders and Elite Four were bound to recover enough to attack again. And if this pattern was to repeat indefinitely in every city in Unova, things wouldn't go nearly as well as planned. Keeping White under full control was necessary.

…

An hour later, undisclosed location…

…

White stared at the floor of her cell/cage in despair. She couldn't believe Black was dead. And technically by her hands too. That thought haunted her more than any other. She loved him so much, and now he was gone. And she technically killed him. White pressed her hands against her temples and shut her eyes. She couldn't handle the thought. There was no way she'd live the thought down. And what would she even do if this whole crisis ended? Without Black, there really wasn't any enjoyment in her life.

The girl frantically shook her head. No, she didn't kill Black. She was under control. Her kidnapper was the one who killed him. If she was going to blame herself, it would be for falling under the mind control. Black's death wasn't her fault. It wasn't her fault. It wasn't…

White looked up when the door to her cell suddenly opened. Spotting her kidnapper, she immediately jumped up to her feet and lunged at him in anger.

"You killed him!" she cried out. "You bastard! You killed him! He was my closest friend, you bastard! I – I loved him!"

The kidnapper grabbed the girl's wrists so that she couldn't punch him. "Why are you pissed off at me for? You're the one who killed him. You're the one who decided to use Fusion Flare and Fusion Bolt. I only ordered you to work for me. I didn't specifically tell you what to do. You decided it was necessary to kill your own boyfriend. What say do I have in this?"

"Shut up!" White screamed. "Just stop! I didn't want to hurt him! It was all you!"

"Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better. But you know better. I never told you to kill your own boyfriend. That was your choice. If it's any consolation, once I'm done with you, I'll send you to him."

White clenched her teeth and tried to maintain her glare. But she couldn't for long. Thoughts of Black flooded her mind and the sorrow of losing him was too much. Her vision blurred as tears started to well in her eyes. White closed her eyes and let out a sigh. "… Hurry up then."

"As you wish."

White held her breath and prepared herself for the sudden wave of intense headache that would follow as a powerful Psychic type attack would gain complete control over-

…

Meanwhile, Opelucid City…

…

Black stared at the ground with a blank look as a small crew of paramedics treated him for his burns and injuries here and there. He looked up and took a brief scan of the area. Things were pretty damn hectic. There was an army of paramedics dealing with injuries sustained by all those who participated against the slaughter while a large pack of citizens were busy trying to clear the debris on the streets. There was even a small group of employees from the BW Agency who came upon hearing rumors of White.

One of the employees started to walk towards Black. The Unova Dex Holder looked at him and noticed that he looked the same age as him. The employee had yellowish green hair and green eyes and was kind of good looking.

"You must be the one who used to work for White in order to work off a debt," he said the moment he stood in front of Black.

"And you are?"

The employee extended a hand for a handshake. "My name is Curtis. I work for White in the BW Agency."

Black tentatively shook his hand. 'You work for Miss President yet you call her by name? Huh… Even I don't do that, and I don't even work for her…' "What do you want?"

"We need to save White," Curtis said. "And I saw the results of you trying to save her with all the help Unova had to offer. It wasn't nearly enough."

"… And your point is?"

"Our only hope is to get help from other regions. On several instances, I was sent to the other regions in order to investigate possible business partners. In that process, I've heard about quite a few stories about powerful trainers who helped save their respective regions from disaster. I suggest we get their help."

Just then, Skyla came limping over, having heard the conversation from nearby. "That's a great idea. You could go and get help while we distract our enemy."

Black looked back and forth between the two and shook his head. "I don't see how a handful of trainers can do much against this kind of power."

"They aren't just normal trainers," Curtis assured. "They have more experience in battling Legendary Pokémon than all the other trainers put together. If anyone can make any difference, it's them. Besides, I believe White told you about them at one point. You two are Unova Dex Holders. The trainers I'm talking about are the Dex Holders of their regions."

Black looked at Curtis. "… How do you know all this? How do you know that Miss President told me about them? Are you the vice president of the BW Agency or something?"

Curtis laughed. "One day, maybe. But not now. I'm his son. And I'm… close to White."

Black stared at Curtis, unable to fully comprehend what he just heard. Close to White? And she never mentioned Curtis before. What could this mean? … This was irrelevant currently, so he'll let it slide. … For now.

"So what do we do? Traveling all the way to the other regions is going to take quite a bit of time."

Skyla nodded. "Normally, yes. But since this is an emergency, I'll lend you one of my jets and two of my finest pilots."

"I don't think the other Dex Holders are going to like being crammed into a cargo plane," Black said as he looked over at the Mistralton Gym Leader. "And your pilots?"

Skyla let out a laugh then winced. "Ow, it hurts to laugh… Anyways, don't worry. The plane I'm lending you is more of a private jet that I've been using for small commercial airline purposes. And by my pilots, I mean my best two co-pilots who have been training to become full pilots. They'll be just fine. And in the meantime, we'll regroup and attack our enemy while avoiding a frontal assault. We'll try our best to maintain the status quo until you return with help. We'd be in a much better situation if the people of Unova were all helping us, but with White being controlled by the enemy, her popularity is really going against us. No one really wants to do anything that might harm her."

Black sighed. "I know. I can't fight her either. And that's why we need to get help."

"I will go with you on this trip," Curtis said. "I will give you my reports on the other Dex Holders we will be trying to recruit and you can decide who you want to meet first."

Black stared at Curtis again for a few seconds before he slowly nodded. "Let's do it."

Yes, the Curtis here is the same Curtis from the BW2 games, just with a different job. His father is merely a creation within SY. No, Curtis will never be in any of the OTHER stories of S-EARLY.