Truth Route [5]

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Nimbasa City is bustling with people as usual, and you have to try not to bump into anyone. It's very loud too, with music blaring from speakers, and the constant buzz and chatter of everyone around you.

You pass the Musical Theatre, where people sign their Pokémon up to be in plays of sorts. You think it's a little silly, since Pokémon have no say in the matter, just being dressed up and kicked onto a stage.

That being said, the trainers and Pokémon entering and leaving always seem so happy.

You wander around some more, passing by the subway, the sports field, and the Pokémon Center. Eventually you make it to the carnival, where there are even brighter, flashier lights than the main part of the city, as well as huge Pikachu balloons and carnival games. You walk past the Gym, then your eyes fall upon the big ferris wheel decorated with neon pink lights.

It's somewhat mesmerizing to watch it slowly turn as the lights fade to a different but equally bright colour.

Just as you begin to wonder where N might be, you see a flash of movement in the nearby trees. You go over to the small terrace, where there's a bench and a fountain, as well as a group of the aforementioned trees.

"N?" you call. "Are you...there?"

Nobody else appears to be around, and the only sound is coming from the flowing water of the fountain.

Suddenly, there's a cold hand on your shoulder. You turn around with a little yelp, but it's just N.

"Whew... You startled me."

He doesn't say anything, simply looking down at you with narrow eyes.

"Um...N? Why are you just...standing there?"

His lips curl up in a smirk, and he pushes you against a tree. He grins at your surprised expression, then you notice a knife glinting in one of his hands.

No way! Is he going to murder you??

It looks like that's the plan as he raises the knife and presses the cold metal against your neck.

Just as you're about to scream, a second N comes out of the trees. He looks a little startled, then sighs. He comes up and pulls the first N away.

What in the name of Arcoos is going on?

"Seriously Zoroark," the second N says. "I told you not to scare them."

The first N bursts into silent laughter, then does a flip in the air, landing back on the ground as a Zoroark.

"Sorry about him," the real N tells you. "I told him to look for you, and explicitly not to scare you." He says that last bit glaring at his partner, who only laughs at that some more.

Zoroark is about a head shorter than N, with a wild mane of black and red fur. His eyes are narrowed with red accents and its snout is curled up in a sneaky grin.

N apologizes once again, and returns Zoroark to his Pokéball.

"So...um...why did you want to meet me here?" you ask, still somewhat recovering from Zoroark's little prank.

"There's a lot I want to say." He takes you to the ferris wheel, and the two of you sit across from each other in an empty cart.

The cart door closes, and you and N are alone in the small space.

N sits still, gathering his thoughts. "I believe I was unfairly cold to you, just because you're a member of Team Plasma. That was immature of me."

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