A Sacrifice

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It's hard to walk along paths these days, with evil teams everywhere, there's no telling if they are breathing on your neck. N clearly was leading me into a trap when we walked through the Petalburg Forest. I told Zinnia to care for Mew while me and N had a chat.
"Gods N. Why are we wondering so far?"
"I'm not sure, I just need to make sure no one spots us." N said carefully.
"Why? Is your father here?"
N stayed silent.
"Er-"
"Yes, actually. He wants you dead."
"Because of her?"
"Because of you...and her."
"Oh." I bit my lip. Then suddenly I fell to the ground.
I started screaming, "GET OUT OF MY SOUL YOU-" N turned around and tried to help me up.
"You still help each other? While Ghetsis is trying to kill your girlfriend? That makes total sense." She said.
"She's not my-" N cut himself off. "Actually she is."
"Aw. So cute. You're blushing."
N actually was. "N-No I-I-I'm not."
"Hm. It would be a shame if one of you died." She said as she looked at me.
She slowly came to me as her dark "magic" created a knife as she tried to stab me in the leg, again. She kept swinging as I fell over, defenseless. I knew it would be an end, so I gave up. But then N shoved her out of the way, and he got hurt instead. N fell down to the ground motionless. She scoffed as she disappeared once again. I heard Team Plasma coming again, and I needed to help N.
"Please no. Don't leave me!" I kept screaming. He didn't move at all.
"He's dead, admit it." I heard a voice behind me.
Ghetsis grabbed me by the arms as he pulled me backwards. I realized that the chain fell of my neck. I couldn't breath, as I went into the darkness once again. When I opened my eyes, I was back in the forest, N was okay. It was like this never happened.
"Kaley? What happened? You were day-dreaming again." I heard N say.
"N-Nothing." The same events did happen, except the whole death thing, and Team Plasma, and her. Was it a daydream? Or was Mew using Future Sight again? Who knows? Fate will decide.

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