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Sorry it's taken so long to update!! Here is a chapter, but it's short. Please leave ideas in the comments, I'm running out of them for this!
~Poke
Chapter Five
I crunch down on the hard, dry poké food N had given Fitch and I. It was better then eating rotten food or half-eaten garbage.
N had led us into a room protected by a secret button in the wall. The room was cozy, and I suspect it was where N and Fitch lived.
The room was filled with paintings of team plasma, pokemon, and even the legendaries.
"Do you think team flare as found me?" I asked, a bit nervous. I still wasn't up to trusting N, and my trust for Fitch has gone down a bit.
N shrugged. "They might have. You can never tell." He smiled, but his eyes showed no emotion.
I shuddered. N was, well, creepy.
Fitch smiled gently. "I'm still surprised you feel for the 'weak pokemon alone in the woods' thing."
Wait, what? He tricked me?! Scratch trusting that stupid fur ball!
"I can't believe you! Why would you trick me?"
N and Fitch shared a look. "It's all for the plan." N said, smiling.
Then they said something that nearly shocked me out of my fur.
"Team flare will be here in one hour."
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