To be the Very Best (Pokémon X Male Reader)

Black & White Part 2 Chapter 10 - The Madness of Ghetsis Harmonia

The base of Team Plasma's castle loomed above us like a twisted monument to everything that had gone wrong. The towering spires seemed to claw at the sky, casting jagged shadows across the grounds of the Bell Tower. The once-sacred place now felt like a mere footnote to the dark fortress that had emerged, swallowing the horizon whole.

I knelt beside Mewtwo, my heart heavy as I took in the sight. The once-powerful Pokémon lay still, its body lifeless and cold, drained of every last ounce of energy in its final act of power. I clenched my fists, fury boiling inside me. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. Mewtwo didn't deserve this—a death exploited for someone else's twisted vision.

Gretel stood beside me, her expression solemn but resolute. I didn't need to say anything. The anger in my eyes must've been enough. She simply nodded, understanding. "We've come too far to call it quits now," she said, her voice firm despite the lingering tremor.

I stood up, casting one last glance at Mewtwo before I activated my Poke-VR device. The familiar holographic interface flickered to life, and I quickly connected to Colress. His image appeared, hovering in the air before us, looking as calm and analytical as ever.

"Colress, we've got a situation," I said, cutting straight to the point. "N's got the Rainbow Feather. He used Mewtwo to summon Team Plasma's castle. We're standing at its base now."

Colress's expression tightened just slightly, a sign of the gravity of the situation even he couldn't hide. "That's...unexpected, but not entirely surprising," he said, his voice carrying the weight of urgency. "How long do we have?"

"Before this whole situation escalates beyond control? Not long," he replied, typing rapidly on a console that only he could see. "MissingNo's wave is due to sweep across Johto in just under an hour. When that happens, every Pokémon, every surviving trainer—it'll be the end."

I swallowed hard, the reality of the situation sinking in. We were running out of time. "What's your status? Can you hold out until we get back?"

Colress shook his head, his expression grim. "I'm heading back to the future to prepare for the next phase. You need to stop N and reclaim the Rainbow Feather, or everything is lost. You've got one shot at this, Y/N."

I nodded, understanding the stakes all too well. "We'll make it happen," I promised, ending the call.

The hologram flickered out, leaving us in the cold shadow of the castle. I glanced down at my Zorua, who looked up at me with determined eyes, its small form ready for whatever lay ahead.

"We're going in," I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging inside me. "We end this. One way or another."

Gretel didn't hesitate. She stepped forward, her resolve as strong as mine. "Let's go," she said, and without another word, we started our climb up the castle's jagged walls.

The structure was an intimidating maze of dark stone and steel, but we moved with purpose, our steps sure as we scaled the fortress. The air grew colder the higher we went, the atmosphere thick with an oppressive weight, as if the castle itself was alive, feeding off the chaos and despair that surrounded it.

I could feel the pulse of the castle, a dark heartbeat that resonated with every step we took. This was the heart of Team Plasma's madness, the culmination of all their twisted plans. And at the centre of it, all was N, holding power to reshape the world—or destroy it.

But we wouldn't let it come to that. We'd fought too hard and sacrificed too much to let this be the end.

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The castle's dark corridors stretched out before us, each twist and turn revealing more of the eerie, oppressive atmosphere that pervaded the place. The air was thick with memories—Gretel's memories, I could tell. She walked beside me, her eyes scanning the walls as if she could see something beyond the cold stone. Something from another time.