Noire.

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People can be amazing, nice, pretty, happy or anything. But a few can be unique, you could say. That's the case with Noire; she was unique, but in a horrible way. She used her advantages in life wrongly, while she wiped her hands on others, leaving the stains on the rest.

She knew that being the twin of a leader was more than a blessing; rather an advantage. Noire used to pretend she was Blanche sometimes for fun, just to mess up her team. Sometimes, she would get caught, but she would blame it on someone else and it just ended there.

But sometimes when you play with fire, you're going to get burned. And it's not an easy burn, it's a painful one when you receive it, when you look at it, think about it, cry about it.

That's the case with Noire; the looks she had sometimes would give her great advantages, yet severe burns.

Noire's POV:

She.

She was the beggining of all of this.

She's the center of attention, the center of love, the center of wisdom. In the meantime, there's me. Noire, the loser, the sucker, the imbecile that thinks that she can pull off anything.

That was my problem; she was the center, and I was the sides. She was the loved one; I was the hated.

"Boss, you alright? You haven't touched your food" Amelie said, pushing my plate closer to me.

"You know what? I'm not hungry" I said pushing back the plate, leaving the room.

Amelie was my most trusted trainer. She was the best in her specialty, and she had her ways of doing business with Team Mystic. Since she was a trainer in their team, Amelie could pull off essential details of them.

I was pleased with her work, but her ongoing friendships with trainers from Mystic was taking time off her schedule, meaning that Team Rocket was on a second plan.

I hated it when the team went on a second plan.

We planned on a attack to the Valor campus, while the trainers were hosting a small graduation for their Pokémon or just training them. It was the perfect opportunity to strike an attack; they were distracted, in a big area and the Leader was there. It was a brilliant idea indeed!

In my head.

"Oh, so you've finally noticed the chaos around you, Candela?" I said, lifting her chin up.

"I have" "But it's gonna be over pretty soon" Candela responded as she lit up a fireball on her hand.

She called some trainers to help, while she planned a small attack on our group of Team Rocket trainers. We were ready for anything she would throw on us, but the number of trainers we had weren't enough for a good combat.

"Guess you don't have many trainers, eh?" Candela said as she pointed the trainers to attack towards us, while we gathered up our Pokémon.

"Maybe" I responded. "But quantity isn't better than quality"

She opened her mouth to say something, but then closed it. I launched my attack, followed by Team Rocket trainers that were catching other trainers, for witnesses purposes and just to scare them off.

We kept fighting and using our Pokémon until Candela got hit by one of the Dragonite in my team, which resulted in her collapsing on her knees, while the other trainers ran to her, carrying Candela to the medical.

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