The Mysterious Hidden {4th Place in Romance (Pokemon Watty Awards 2015)}

Chapter 16

Touko~
The sun kissed my face, causing me to wake up. A feint ache filled my body along with a strong relief as I got up and looked around, finding ice and crushed stone everywhere. I noticed that my cuts were all healed and had a warm feeling to them when I touched them. No one was in the room, which gave off an suspenseful feeling. I moved my hand next to me and felt a leather fabric brush my skin. My bag! I quickly searched through my bag for my pokeballs, but they were nowhere to be found. Soon, I found them near the gigantic hole in the wall, broken into pieces. No! This can't be happening!
I thought as I ran over and gathered the pieces into my hands. Ghetsis must have succeeded in liberating all of the Pokemon! I noticed that one purple Pokeball was more farther away from the others. When I took a closer look, I realized that it was Zekrom's pokeball, a masterball, shattered into many pieces. I slowly walked over to it and reached out to touch it. Suddenly, a painful shock emitted from it and my memories began to flood back into my head. One memory caught my attention. I was in this exact room, battling Ghetsis with Zekrom. Zekrom blasted the huge hole in the wall and Ghetsis's Pokemon attacked me, sending me staggering through the hole and falling from Team Plazma's castle. Then, as I was falling to my demise, I saw N jump out too, quickly catching up to me and pulling me close to his chest. He flipped over so that I was on the top and he was on the bottom as we plummeted to the ground. And with a sudden impact to the stomach, all went black. That's what happened... I thought. That's probably why his memory loss was worse than mine... N... Saved my life... N! I ran to where I last saw him: in the corner of the room, dead, but when I got there, all I saw was his black and white hat covered in dirt. I carefully picked it up and dusted it off, looking at it with teary eyes. N is gone... Ghetsis probably took him away and accidentally dropped his hat here... A tear drop fell onto his hat, leaving a dark wet mark. It was all alone. Like me. Suddenly, a burning feeling of rage filled my chest. I screamed as I grabbed the pink hat on my head and threw it out of the hole in the wall. I watched it flutter down into the grass that was just starting to grow and roll away in the wind. I sank to my knees and began to cry. I miss him... I miss him so much... I just want him to be here with me, holding me close to him... I yearned in my head. I knew crying wouldn't help, but I couldn't help it. The hat in my hand felt warm, like N was still there in a way. I hugged it to my chest and placed it on top my head, hiding my eyes under the shade of the rim just like he did so many times before. "Serpirior!" I suddenly heard a voice cry. I turned to the entrance and to my surprise, I saw my Serpirior slither in with a happy face. Relief filled my heart as I saw the rest of my team appear too.

"You guys are alright!" I cried. They toppled me over as I pulled them into a hug. "Is Zorua okay?" Zekrom nodded and I sighed. I'll miss the little guy... But at least now it's happy. I thought to myself. I looked at the crushed pieces of pokeballs in my hands. "But your pokeballs... They were broken!" My Stoutland came over and licked my face as my Simipour rummaged through my bag and found six more pokeballs. It trotted over and handed them to me.

"Simi Simipour! Sim!" it said.

"You... You want me to catch you all again?" I asked.

"Simi!" Simipour beamed, nodding. I smiled and tears of joy filled my eyes.

"You guys really like me that much, huh?" I whispered hugging them closer. Just then, I heard footsteps approach the room. They sounded like they were running.

"Touko!" a familiar voice called. I looked to see my mom peeking her head to look into the room. When she spotted me, she gasped and ran over to me. "Touko! Oh my dear, are you okay? Did they hurt you?" she asked, hugging me to her.

"Mom! Yes, I'm okay. I'm so glad you're safe!" I replied breathing in her pecha berry scent.

"I thought I heard your voice in here!" she said.

"But... How did you escape?" I asked.

"Oh, I didn't escape." she said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, a nice young man got me out." A nice young man? I thought.

"What did he look like?" I feverishly asked.

"He was wearing a white sweater, brown pants, long spikey green hair, and I've got to say he has a pair gorgeous light blue eyes." she teased. "Also very injured, frozen bleeding chest and all. He came into my room where I was being held captive by those Team Plazma people and told me to find you in this room." My eyes widened. "I asked him if he needed any help, but he told me not to worry about his condition. I hope he's okay..." No... This can't be... I thought. Can N actually be alive?! The description fit him perfectly! It has to be! I scoffed.

"He's alive... That jerk is alive..." I whispered loudly.

"What, do you know him?" my mom asked.

"Oh! No, not at all." I lied quickly. I turned to my team and they looked dumbfounded, I guess they didn't remember N at all, but I could see Zekrom grinning, like it was hiding something from me. My mom touched his hat on my head.

"That's a nice hat, where did you get it?" she asked. I smiled and turned to look at the hole in the wall.

"Oh..." I said. "A nice young man gave it to me." Suddenly, I saw a white figure fly away into the setting sun. I could tell someone was on its back, his green hair flowing in the wind. I felt a tingling sensation on my lips, like someone touched me gently there and closed my eyes. It's you. You're alive and well. I'll let you go, but I know we will see each other again someday... N.