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N's PoV.
I turned around once I noticed White surveying me with an appraising look, a little embarrassed.
As the Ultra Ball slammed into Zekrom's chest, it engulfed its frame before plummeting to the floor, swaying about for a couple of moments.
As much as I liked the fact Zekrom accepted me as its friend, another side of me wondered if I were dreaming. But I knew I wasn't.
The Ultra Ball swung like a pendulum, moving in both directions once.
Then twice.
Adrenaline flooded my insides while the Ultra Ball moved for the third time.
"The moment of truth," I said mechanically, swiveling around to look at White, instinctively shrugging one of my shoulders against my jaw.
Tearing my eyes away from White's, I continued, "Either it breaks free or it doesn't."
As the Ultra Ball rocked back and forth for the final time, the air becoming stagnant, time feeling as if it stopped.
The capsule swung back to its original position.
CLICK!
All of my worrying was for naught. Tenderly picking up the Ultra Ball, I twirled it around, awestruck at how events had turned out. "Thank you for believing in me," I whispered, stuffing the Ultra Ball into my pocket.
I wheeled around, examining White for a split second, seeing her slip down the pillar, clasping her hand on her arm, her expression pained. I dashed over to her, nothing but concern flooding my insides. She needs help right away!
Chapter 8: I Fooled You Again
N's PoV.
As soon as I reached White, she fell down, huffing and puffing. At the same time, I fell down too, sighing.
"I feel bad," I told her, expecting White to fly off the handle. In fact, I even closed my eyes, preparing myself for her wrath.
White gave me a weak smile. "Hey, not everybody's perfect, you know," she replied, "and besides, I 'm the one who should be sorry, N." Her eyes softened a little, no trace of hostility inside them. "I don't want you blaming yourself for a choice I made, do you understand?"
"This is my fault, though," I insisted, guilt-ridden.
With as much as energy as White could muster, she raised her broken hand. "I made this decision, so quit beating yourself up for a choice I had made." She swung it back, trying to bite back a scream. "Anyways, I didn't mean to be so harsh earlier -" she paused, taking a deep breath, "but you haven't lost me forever. I only said that because my pride got the better of me."
I nodded. "Let me see your hand," I said, half-looking at White, half-looking at the heated battle between Ghetsis and "Dawn".
Confagrigus emerged, floating a foot above the wrecked floor, swirling around before facing "Dawn's" direction. "Dawn" glowered at it, her eyes developing a stare I've seen White have many times before.
Plucking a Great Ball from her belt, "Dawn" performed a pirouette, throwing the Great Ball out of her hand, yelling, "GO, DRIFBLIM!"
The Great Ball swerved back into "Dawn's" hand, the woman deftly catching it with ease.
Drifblim reminded me of a hot air balloon, except a living one. The color of the Pokemon was a soft shade of purple, two or more shades darker than lavender. The eyes were perfectly set apart, a medium red hue. Since hot air balloons were hemispherical, so was Drifblim.
The lower hemisphere appeared much lighter, a violent red color, also tattered and torn. The four limbs on the body were tipped yellow, twitching in a way reminiscent of rudders. As I examined the body, I'd noticed the grooves tracing it.
Atop the head was a snowy white puff, fluffy and pointed, with the pointed section pointing toward Confagrigus. A thick, golden-yellow X was slapped on the face, a faint trace of a mouth heavily cloaked by the X.
"I guess when dusk comes, swarms of these Pokemon are dragged by the winds," White announced, "but why would they vanish when spotted?" Upon her face was a clueless expression.
I frowned. "Both of these Pokemon are Ghost-type Pokemon," I grimly announced, "unless your mom has a strategy, I don't know who would win this one."
Ghetsis began roaring with laughter, seeing Drifblim bobbing up and down aimlessly. "I expected you to pick out a Pokemon with a type advantage, not one weak against my Confagrigus."
Drifblim, who was happily dancing around, stopped her moment of fun. She regarded Ghetsis with a malicious look, her eyes flashing. Swirling around, Drifblim flew toward "Dawn", staring at her with utmost respect and knowledge.
"Dawn" smiled. "I love it when Ghost-type Pokemon appear," she said lightly, balling her hand into a fist, an all-knowing look planted upon those timeless features. "My Drifblim trusts me . . . all of my Pokemon trust me, and understand my strategies and the importance of them."
White, who was allowing me to examine her hand, said, "Have you seen Drifblim before?"
"Yes," I responded, carefully grasping White's broken hand, taking enormous measures not to squeeze it too tightly. "They are native to the Sinnoh region, but I've seen some migrate through Hoenn. Every now and then, they come through Unova."
Drifblim waved her limbs wildly, glaring at Confagrigus and Ghetsis, their auras sinister. It was impossible to tell who hated who more, Ghetsis or "Dawn". Unlike Confagrigus, Drifblim was confident in "Dawn", almost as if they had a trick up their sleeves.
Both "Dawn" and Ghetsis stepped forward, saying, "GO!"
Drifblim and Confagrigus swam through the air, darting at each other with incredible speed. "DRIFBLIM, USE FLY!" "Dawn" screamed at the top of her lungs, motioning her balled hand high into the air, grinning.
Ghetsis outstretched his hands, his eyes narrowing. "CONFAGRIGUS, USE SHADOW BALL!" he roared, drumming his fingers in mid-air. "PREPARE YOURSELF, POKEMON CHAMPION OF SINNOH!"
As Confagrigus launched his SHADOW BALL attack, Drifblim darted high into the air, evading SHADOW BALL by a hair's breadth. Confagrigus bobbed up and down, horrorstruck.
"Dawn" chortled, her eyes probing the irked expression on Ghetsis's face. "You're so predictable," she taunted, opening her fist, "but I'm still not going to underestimate nor overestimate you, because times are different."
Drifblim skated through the air, the limbs jumping up and down happily.
I was pretty sure if I could see Drifblim now, she was wearing a happy-go-lucky smile.
"She can do it," I muttered, putting my faith in the woman.
White laughed heartily. "So you're rooting for my mother, N?" she asked, seemingly ecstatic at this.
I bored my eyes into White's, saying shortly, "Yes, why wouldn't I? I sure as hell wouldn't root for that man over there." Seeing the brunette arch her eyebrows, I said, "That's because he is all but dead to me."
White's PoV.
Although the planes of N's features were emotionless, his eyes were alight with sincerity. I half-wished I could see N smile, but so far, it looked as if all he could do was twitch the corners of his lips. That bothered me, although I was okay with it.
I recalled the battle I had with the bastard, remembering Ugly Number Three fighting my Zebstrika. Ever since I came into contact with a Confagrigus, I always wondered whether or not the coffin would open, a mummy waltzing out of it, its decaying hands being wrapped with gauze, thinking that was Confagrigus's true form.
This was also my first time encountering a Drifblim. For a split second, I thought the bottom of the Pokemon would suddenly become immersed with flames, and a bulletin board protruding from somewhere within Drifblim's body. I know if I told my mother that, she would burst into laughter, tears cascading down her luminous spheres.
"So, are they both Ghost-type Pokemon?" I hated feeling as if I knew less about Pokemon than N, even though it was true.
N nodded. "Confagrigus is a pure Ghost-type Pokemon, but Drifblim appears to be a dual-type." Withdrawing his hand from my broken one, he started glowing red, bowing his head down.
"Okay, so do I have to find a doctor or not?" I pressed him.
N said nothing, enraging me. I can never get anywhere with this teenager! I wanted nothing more than to stomp my feet again, but N probably would pull me down again, saying we should stay out of sight until the battle was over.
RIP!
"Yes, but right now, I have an idea," said N pompously.
He grasped my arm, his other hand suspending a strip of fabric belonging to his long-sleeved shirt. Looking down, N slipped my glove off, an almost inaudible sound escaping from his mouth. "Other than being broken, your hand seems to be discolored." The way N was speaking was as if he were a doctor, except doctors don't talk that quickly.
"I'd rather have my hand -" I was cut off mid-sentence when N looked up, boring his eyes into mine, wearing a stubborn expression. "Okay!" I conceded, pouting.
N's features relaxed. Before I knew it, N's hand flew down to my wrist. The other one holding the strip of fabric waved it around. "This might hurt because I don't know how to do this properly or not," he confessed.
Before I could protest, N wrapped the strip of fabric around my hand, encasing each of my fingers with it. The way he worked on it was timid yet nimble at the same time, and so adorable. Relaxing my hand, I allowed N to transform my hand into a mummified one, save it wasn't decayed or embalmed.
When N was finished, he stared at it, unsure. "If those idiots didn't rob me of my supplies, then you'd be taken care of much better," he said guiltily, "but you don't need this right now." Waving my glove in front of my eyes, N slipped it into his slack pockets, before motioning for my Pokedex. "I told you can't get this back until that hand of yours is fixed."
Growling, I handed it over, my moment of glee vanquished. "How -?"
N stared at me. "I didn't feel you digging into my pockets, but you gave yourself away when you were reading the data from that nifty Pokedex of yours." A wicked gleam was in his eyes, making my blood boil.
As N separated himself from our questionably intimate hold, I said, "Thank you. But why did you go through the trouble of doing that for me?" I searched N's face, adopting the usual expressionless look.
"I don't know," N said, shrugging. "I care about your safety, in case you haven't noticed."
It was the first straight answer I extracted from N, thus leaving me with happiness.
Swerving around, I craned my neck to see Drifblim floating high in the air, her shadow shielding my mother's slim frame. Her eyes were fixated on Confagrigus, no doubt.
Drifblim zoomed downward at the speed of light, aiming straight and true at Confagrigus, her fluffy appendage starting to develop a disheveled look.
"You fell for my bluff," Ghetsis taunted. "CONFAGRIGUS, USE PROTECT!"
"No!" I cried, attempting to get up. N pulled me down before I could blow our cover, although it was probably already blown when Ghetsis's piggy eyes surveyed Zekrom, N and I.
My mother's face contorted with fear, her lips forming a silent no: Drifblim collided with Confagrigus, an invisible skin of protection forming between the two Pokemon. "DRIFBLIM!" my mother cried, her eyes widening with fright as Drifblim was thrown back a couple of feet, doing somersaults in the air.
Ghetsis threw his head back, roaring with laughter. "Did you think it would really be that easy?" he told her, swinging his hands back to his undeterminable sides. "How foolish can a Pokemon Champion be?" He shook his head, disbelief on that face of his.
My mother gazed at Drifblim, worry etched onto her face. "Actually, how foolish can you be, Ghetsis?" she snapped, rolling her eyes. "With a Pokemon like that, I knew it was going to have either PROTECT or DETECT." Her eyes spoke the truth: She was testing the waters around Confagrigus, in order to see whether or not PROTECT was in Confagrigus's arsenal.
She shook her head, unsurprised. "This is the first time I fooled you in this match of ours," she admitted. "I'm looking forward to your future blunders." As Drifblim turned around, looking at my mother, she said, "Drifblim, you did well. Now, I want you to use OMINOUS WIND."
Drifblim nodded happily, waving her limbs out of utter delight. Turning around, she locked her eyes on Confagrigus, who was waving his rotting hands covered with shadow around lazily. His hungry-looking eyes tried to look intimidating, but if there was seriously a mummy inside Confagrigus, then the intimidation was pretty pathetic.
Ghetsis waltzed forward, his hair appearing to crackle with electricity, corresponding with the evil glare he had. "Confagrigus, use PSYCHIC," he demanded, sweeping his hands through the air.
Drifblim seemed to develop an ominous aura around her, but not evil. Either way, it kind of freaked me out. Unthinkingly, I grasped N's hand for reassurance.
Confagrigus twirled around like a top, before pausing, stretching out his hands in order to unleash PSYCHIC. Fortunately, both attacks met in the air, matching each other with equal strength. "UNBELIEVABLE!" Ghetsis shrieked, balling his meaty hands into fists. "THIS ATTACK WILL BREAK THROUGH YOURS!"
My mother had a confident expression, shrugging her shoulders. "I know it will."
Drifblim and Confagrigus were both irate their attacks were at equal strength. The magenta light protruding from Confagrigus was trying to break through the misty violet wind Drifblim had unleashed. I heard grunts coming from both of them, their eyes flashing with determination and stubbornness.
Confagrigus tried to slap Drifblim with one of his hands in order to break her concentration, thus allowing PSYCHIC to inflict my mother's Pokemon with damage. Drifblim, expecting the dirty move, ducked. Her body seemed to enlarge, as if she were upset or something.
Drifblim bowed her head, driving the wind into the PSYCHIC attack, hoping to slam it away from her and render it void so her attack could pass through, damaging Confagrigus in the process. "You can do it," my mother encouraged, her voice thick with conviction and confidence.
Ghetsis's hideous face contorted with disbelief and outrage. "I will not lose again! Bouffalant and Seismitoad came up short next to your power! I was merely testing -"
Drifblim seemed to budge Confagrigus a little, although her happiness was short-lived, for Confagrigus pushed his PSYCHIC attack more, his eyes crackling with malice.
My mother laughed. "Whatever," she said. "What's the next step, Harmonia? Your Pokemon climbing out of the sarcophagus? Is it a mummy or not?" She seemed to be getting underneath Ghetsis's skin, for his face turned redder than lava at the comment.
I smiled. "I always wondered the same thing," I murmured, letting go of N's hand, embarrassed big time, "but this is very strange. Why aren't the attacks going through?" I wondered, unable to grasp what was going on.
N sighed. "I think Ghetsis trained his Pokemon after he defeated you," he surmised, "but they're on the same level, which could be dangerous, especially if they're both Ghost-type Pokemon."
I nodded in agreement, yet I was disappointed with the formality N had expressed at the moment. "Act like a regular teenager," I said, examining both N and the heated battle between Drifblim and Confagrigus.
N sighed in response. "I am a regular teenager," he told me, irritated.
"Well, you sound like a geek," I blurted out.
N's mouth twitched. "Maybe I am," he shot back. "White, all I did was read books, study and played with Pokemon. How else am I going to act?" A smile crept across his face. "At least I'm smarter than you."
Immediately, I flew off the handle. How dare he rub it in my face that he was smarter than me? "I'm stronger than you," I reminded him, drawing myself proudly.
N pointed at my hand. "Then why did your hand break?" He raised his eyebrows, trying not to laugh. "Something tells me you never hit anyone before."
"My parents never taught me how to," I spat. "You're making me mad with that conceited tone of yours." Oh my God, why is he so stubborn and obnoxious? I'd rather be with Cheren than N right now.
"Girls," N mused. "They're so complicated and sensitive."
I rolled my eyes. "Boys are so annoying and simple!" I snapped, "and to think you were kind and gentle." Not willing to engage in another argument with King Annoying, I glued my eyes to the battle.
Drifblim and Confagrigus were moving their bodies around, as if they were dancing to some music we couldn't hear. The expressions on their faces were beyond furious, and both of the Pokemon ducked the other's physical blows, beginning to miss each other by a hair's breadth.
Slowly, both of them started to tire out, yet hid it with their dogged determination. "I can't handle this anymore," I said underneath my breath, closing my eyes. "Tell me when -"
"DRIFBLIM!" my mother cried at the same time Ghetsis boomed, "NO! NO! NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!"
Opening my eyes, I saw both Drifblim and Confagrigus suffered the blows, both of them rocketing through the air at incredible speed. My mother sprinted toward Drifblim, her eyes swimming with tears, her dark hair fanning behind her.
On the contrary, Ghetsis froze in place, his monocle flashing dark red when Confagrigus landed flat on his back, his arms swaying wildly about. "Fortunately for you, you and Drifblim are still in the fight," he growled, swinging his robes around. "Now, get up and fight Drifblim!"
N's PoV.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "Dawn's" Drifblim and Ghetsis's Confagrigus had given into their exhaustion, both of them taking the full force of their respective attacks. On the bright side, both Pokemon were still in fighting condition.
Drifblim skated through the air, before performing a pirouette, her limbs swaying about wildly. "DRIFBLIM, ARE YOU OKAY?" "Dawn" screeched, holding her hands across her chest. "I didn't expect for this to happen -"
Drifblim skated downward, her body jiggling. I noticed how she tried to look happy, even though her profile was exhausted and wounded. Even "Dawn" seemed to notice how badly Drifblim was hurt, because she made for the Great Ball.
Meanwhile, Confagrigus was flat on his back, hissing. His hands, consumed with shadow, were swaying wildly through the air. "GET UP AND FIGHT!" Ghetsis thundered, stomping his foot in protest, amazingly missing the hem of his robes.
"Dawn" raised the Great Ball, about to recall Drifblim when the Pokemon turned around. She seemed to be distraught at "Dawn's" change of heart, meaning that there was definitely a strategy between "Dawn" and Drifblim. But what kind?
"Mother," White croaked. "Drifblim is hurt badly . . . heal her with a Full Restore or recall her into the Great Ball."
I clenched my hands, slamming them on to my knees. "I hate to break it to you, White," I said sadly, "but Drifblim and "Dawn" have a strategy, and it seems as if Drifblim wants to carry it out, no matter what "Dawn" thinks." In spite of myself, I smirked. "This Drifblim, along with Luxray and Weavile, loves and cares about your mother passionately, to the point of dying for her."
White bowed her head down, directing her eyes toward the linoleum floor. "Don't say that," she said quietly, "because the N I know -"
I stared at her coldly, annoyed at her constant claims of her knowing me. "Whatever N you know is gone, White," I informed her, my voice straining. "He's never going to come back." Unconsciously, I delved my hands into my pocket, fishing out Zekrom's Ultra Ball.
The surface was so shiny I could practically see my reflection, which spoke a lie. In fact, I wondered if that who I really was. You're human, a soft voice said in my head. Pokemon and White will always bring out the humanity in you, no matter how much you want to deny it.
That was so ridiculous. How could I show emotion when I had permanently detached myself from them? Whatever humanity I had, it had to leave me. But on the other hand, I didn't want it to disappear, either.
Then there was White. She was unlike anyone I've ever met, and I felt bad for lying to her about not being the same N anymore when my actions contradicted my words. But I found it hard to properly express my feelings, even to her. She sees through me, I realized.
Shaking my head, I wheeled around, surveying both Pokemon ready for battle again. Ghetsis seemed to revel in the fright "Dawn" was displaying, although I had the distinct impression "Dawn" was putting up a façade.
"Dawn" bowed her head down, her hands twitching. "That was an improvement on your behalf, Harmonia," she said, snapping her head up. "I wouldn't deny it was a fluke or luck, because then, I would descend to your level." Drifblim bobbed up and down once more, her expression determined, the atmosphere all-knowing.
A weakened Confagrigus stumbled in the air, trying not to fall down whilst Drifblim's head was drooping. "Dawn" and I were thinking the same thing: Drifblim was pushing herself to the limit.
Slowly, Drifblim glided toward Confagrigus, who threw her a venomous look. Being attuned to Pokemon emotions, I could tell Confagrigus held a grudge toward Drifblim, a very hazardous one at that.
"Dawn" sighed. "No matter what happens, Drifblim is my championess." She glared at Ghetsis, who glared right back. "I have full conviction in her."
Ghetsis held his chin, flummoxed. "Then heal her," he suggested, "or do you not have any Full Restores with you?" When "Dawn's" expression didn't fall, Ghetsis sighed, "That's so unlike you, my friend."
"Dawn" adopted an emotionless countenance. "First off, we're not friends anymore. Second off, I won't lose." As Dawn sauntered forward, she said, "Last but not least, I will get my daughter back. DRIFBLIM!" "Dawn" paused for a moment, considering an attack, "GIVE IT ALL YOU GOT! USE SHADOW BALL!" She retreated a few steps back, her eyes examining a wobbling Drifblim summoning a ball concentrated from darkness, the Pokemon's limbs flying around at breakneck speed.
"CONFAGRIGUS, SHADOW BALL!" Ghetsis screamed, his mouth twisted with pleasure. "You have no chance with this round." For emphasis, he pointed at Confagrigus, who was skimming through the air, a ball of shadow energy coursing through its hands.
Both Drifblim and Confagrigus launched their attacks, which hit both of them. "NO!" "Dawn" and Ghetsis roared, extending their hands out.
Both Pokemon were spinning uncontrollably through the air before being pulled down by gravity. Drifblim landed hard on the ground, trying to get up. Oh no, I thought before seeing Drifblim faint before my very eyes. There was a tug on my sleeve – the one without a rip – and I gazed at White, both of us devastated and befuddled.
Confagrigus flipped around like a coin in mid-air before he landed on the ground. Unlike Drifblim, he was still in the battle. To my disgust, it darted over to an unconscious Drifblim, cackling just like Ghetsis was.
"Dawn" collapsed onto her knees, her hair cloaking her face. Seeing her shoulders shake, I imagined her feeling devastated and hurt at these turn of events. Next to me, White was burying her head into my chest, crying silently yet profusely, wetting my shirt.
Suddenly, Confagrigus collapsed, his arms flailing about wildly. "GET UP!" Ghetsis roared. "YOU DEFEATED DRIFBLIM, SO -" Confagrigus attempted to rise, except he fell down, his arms starting to spin around more slowly before falling limp on to his sarcophagus-like torso.
Ghetsis, White and I were all amazed and shocked when Confagrigus fainted next to Drifblim. "Stalemate," I breathed, "but how?" Taken aback, I slipped the Ultra Ball back into my pocket, exploring the inside for the Pokedex.
"Dawn" snapped her head up, smirking. "I fooled you again, Ghetsis." The woman regained her footing, procuring the Great Ball. Her facial expression was proud although saddened. "You did a good job, Drifblim." Lifting her arm up, "Dawn" tapped the button, the hinges flinging open.
A tsunami of light engulfed Drifblim, her frame becoming evanescent. When Drifblim went back into her Great Ball, "Dawn" stared at it, seeming guilty at what had just transpired. Her hands shaking, "Dawn" minimized the Great Ball, clipping it to her belt once more.
"CONFAGRIGUS!" Ghetsis screamed, flinging the Poke Ball at Confagrigus's still form. The capsule opened wide, devouring the fainted Pokemon before zooming back into Ghetsis's hand. "Yes, you fooled me again!" he admitted. "AFTERMATH, I believe?"
"Dawn" nodded grimly. "AFTERMATH," she agreed. "A handy Ability Drifblim has used time and time again." Pointing at Ghetsis, "Dawn" continued, "For being a scientist, you should've known AFTERMATH was one of two Abilities a Drifblim can possess."
Ghetsis slipped the Poke Ball into his robes, producing another one. "You should've saved that for later," he retorted, hiding how ashamed he was of forgetting Drifblim's AFTERMATH Ability. "Now, you have to suffer the consequences, because you have no Full Restores. GO, EELEKTROSS!" With one flourish, Ghetsis summoned Eelektross, before the Poke Ball boomeranged back into his hand.
"Dawn" selected a Master Ball from her belt, tossing it up and down. "GO, MESPRIT!" she cried, doing a magnificent spin before letting the Master Ball fly free from her hand, releasing a Pokemon I had never seen before.
As she caught the Master Ball, Mesprit – in a fetal position – flew down before unfolding itself. Mesprit, though tiny in appearance, radiated unimaginable power and oldness from it.
It appeared eerily like a fairy, with cool gray skin much lighter than "Dawn's" eyes. As it dramatically wheeled around, I noticed that two long and slender tails protruded out of the small of its back, each bejeweled with one lurid red gemstone. Its head was shaded magenta and cool gray, four lengthy appendages drooping heavily attached to it. Another vivid red gemstone was plastered to its forehead.
Mesprit opened its eyelids, revealing sparkling amber eyes, round and large.
It cast a crooked but cheery grin at Ghetsis and Eelektross, spreading happiness and joy throughout the room, affecting even me. "I'd never seen this Pokemon before," I told White, extracting the Pokedex out of my pocket.
"Dawn" and Ghetsis stepped forward at the same time, both of them narrowing their eyes. "I know your remaining two Pokemon," Ghetsis told "Dawn" coldly. "In fact, I would love to see one of them once again." Dropping the amiable attitude, Ghetsis growled, "EELEKTROSS, USE CRUNCH!"
"MESPRIT, ATTACK EELEKTROSS WITH PSYCHIC!" "Dawn" screamed.
I was about to announce it was Round Four to White when all of a sudden, I heard her scream, "N!" I wheeled around, seeing White was gone.
Getting up to my feet, I scanned the darkness, searching for White.
Despite her remarks and sarcasm, White wouldn't pull a stunt like this, which was bound to give me a heart attack. "White?" I said, breaking into a run.
"N!" White yelled, her voice thick with fright and panic. "HELP ME -" Her words were cut off by someone or something. I did hear her making muffled sounds, but with the semi-darkness, I couldn't pinpoint her location.
Just as I was about to take a step forward, someone or something clasped my arm.
Despite my efforts, I was overpowered easily. "Unhand me this instant!" I snapped, adopting my demanding tone, fit for a king.
"Did you get White?" the person restraining me asked.
"Of course I did."
"Excellent, because I've found King N Harmonia, meaning our work here is done."
I felt miserable, because we were on our way back to being imprisoned.
Each echoing step from my captor proved that.
A/N: "I Fooled You Again" is finished. Read and Review! I would love feedback, reviews and constructive criticism. Anyway, if you haven't voted yet, now is the time!
This chapter has been reedited for grammatical mistakes without affecting the plot. The reason for this is to promote the upcoming sequel of History, Eventide.
Edited On: 11/01/15