《Pokemon Black & white: The Complete Story》Chapter 3: When paths cross
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Kuro arrived in Accumlua town, as he looked around he noticed it was a peaceful city, but he overheard two people talking as he walked inside the town. "Hey, you hear that? Something's going down in the Plaza!"
"Oh, well let's go check it out."
Kuro: T-The Plaza?
Kuro looked at Oshawott, who which he was holding in his arms.
Kuro: Let's check it out, shall we?
Oshawott: Osha!
Kuro walked towards the front of the Plaza, where there seemed a couple of people. There were two people wearing gray hoodies with 2 signs at the end that had a Light Blue P in the center with a line going through it in the form of a "Z". On the left of the P was white, the right was black. Then a man with some sort of gadget around his eye and a cane in his hand stepped forward.
Ghetsis: My name is Ghetsis. I am here representing Team Plasma. Today, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to talk to you about Pokémon liberation.
The crowd would begin to whisper. "Huh? What? Pokémon liberation?"
Ghetsis slowly paced his way to the right of the crowd.
Ghetsis: I'm sure most of you believe that we humans and Pokémon are partners that have come to live together because we want and need each other. However...Is that really the truth? Have you ever considered that perhaps we humans...only assume that this is the truth? I am a strong believer in the ways of life that were custom to the ancient past is the true way to live...and in those times, no man woman or child enslaved their "partners" in Pokeballs.
Ghetsis walked back to the spot he was standing in before.
Ghetsis: Pokémon....subjected to the selfish commands of their trainer's. They get pushed around when they are our "partners" at work. They are beaten, bruised, taken from their homes, and are even traded or sold off and yet we believe this is acceptable? Can anyone say with confidence that there is no truth in what I'm saying?
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The crowd longed around among themselves, looking down. Some of them were too terrified to speak. "I...I don't know. . ."
"No way."
Ghetsis made his way to the left end of the crowd. Ghetsis: Now, ladies and gentlemen, Pokémon are different from humans...they are the superiors. They are living beings that contain unknown potential, knowledge, and power. They are living beings from whom we humans have much to learn. Tell me, what is our responsibility toward these wonderful beings called Pokémon?" "To be trainers? Look after them? Protect them? Liberation? To come to an agreement with them through speech, not force.
Ghetsis formed a grin on his face, as he went back to the center of the Plaza.
Ghetsis: That is why we must literate Pokémon! Then, and only then can humans and Pokémon truly be equals. Everyone, I end my words here today by imploring you to consider the relationship between people and Pokémon...and the correct way to proceed. We sincerely appreciate your attention.
The People behind Ghetsis, all with matching clothes, grabbed the signs at the end of the twelve of them and walked Away with Ghetsis in the lead.
Everyone was left speechless. They didn't know what to say and some just clutched their pokéballs...others just walked away. Kuro just looked down, holding Oshawott close in his arms.
Kuro: Oshawott....Do you think...What Ghetsis said....Is true?
Oshawott reached out to Kuro's head and took his hat, placing it on its head. The hat was too big for him and covered Oshawott's body as he nodded his head left and right. A smile made its way on Kuro's face Kuro: Yeah...Thanks....Oshawott!
Then, a sound was heard. Like to Bell's clanging into each other. Kuro turned around to where the sound was coming from and another person had made their way to the scene. He had a hat, gray top and the flap was black, and he had a necklace on, which seemed to be a Black Jupiter, with a light blue ring, and a Golden cube pinned around his pocket. He slowly made his way towards Kuro. ???: That's a refreshing sight to see the bond you and your Pokemon share...there seems to be real love growing between the two of you.
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Kuro jumped Little and took steps back. He was -- scared, nervous, confused.
Kuro: W-Who are you??
Kuro took another step backward but before his foot touched the ground. The boy in front of him placed his hands in his pockets, and a small smile would carve its way on his face.
N: My name...Is N. I am a Pokémon Trainer, just like you...I'd like to see you around someday to see if your bond with your Pokémon is stronger than it is right now.
N moved his hand from Kuro's head and walked away. Before long, he was out of sight.
Kuro sighed, he was shivering a little bit but stopped Kuro: That...was close.
Then a loud rumble was heard behind Kuro. When he turned around to see what it was, He Kicked into the Pokémon Center front Doors!
Shiro: Peeerfect ten!
The voice was a girl's voice, as she balled her first then looked at Kuro, laying in front of the Pokémon Center front Door's as his head spun around in circles. Kuro: Wee....
Oshawott: Osha...
Shiro: Wha!?? O-Oh my bad! Did I kick you? I'm sorry! So so soooooooo sorry!
The girl stopped, and she saw Kuro's Oshawott and pulled out her Pokédex.
Shiro: Hey, A hat...An Oshawott....A boy....! Is your name Kuro?
The girl asked as she jumped up and down in place.
Kuro: Y-Yeah....My name is Kuro.
He picked up his hat from the ground, and placed it back on its head, holding Oshawott in his arms.
Shiro: Nice! I found you! My name is Shiro, Shiro Veritas. The Professor told me to find you and give you this.
Shiro handed Kuro the spare Pokédex in her pocket, he grabbed and looked at it rather confused.
Kuro: What's this?
Shiro: It's a Pokédex! Like the professor told me....!
She made her voice deeper, trying to mock the professor. Shiro: It's a high-tech automatic device that automatically records the data of any Pokémon you've seen or caught!
Shiro laughed and smiled. Kuro stared at her and, started to blush. He used his hat to cover his face, but she grabbed his hat and moved it backward. Kuro: Hehe.
Red turned into the new color of Kuro's face, he was blushing from the interactions he and Shiro are sharing. Kuro: T-T-Thanks for the P-Pokédex...S-Shiro
She closed one eye and stuck her tongue out at Kuro
Shiro: Anytime! Well, I'll get going, see you around, Kuro!
Shiro laughed a little bit and ran off. Kuro reached out his arm towards her, he wanted to say "Wait!" But, he couldn't. The words didn't come out, and she was long gone.
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