A/N: Hehe hi everyone, did you miss me? It's been a long time since I submitted a story here. I'm doing more drawing than writing nowadays, but I came up with this idea so I decided to submit it. This one isn't anything big, it's basically just a retelling of the game with some of my own oneshots mixed in, but I figured you guys would enjoy it. ^.^ The chapters will be pretty short and sweet, and I'll update each one as soon as I can. I'm actually writing this AS I play the game so that the scenes are still fresh in my mind. XD

Well anyway, enjoy!

(Oh and I'll be putting another version of this story with pictures included up on my Tumblr, which I'll put the link to on my profile. ;D) Enjoy! 3

White shielded her eyes from the sun as she walked through the gate to Accumula town, looking around in amazement. This was her first time being outside her small hometown of Nuvema, so it was a lot for her to take in. Not too long ago, she had been given a task by Professor Juniper along with her two best friends, Charen and Bianca. The professor gave them each their own Pokemon and asked them to complete the Pokedex, a high-tech Pokemon encyclopedia. In order to do this, they had to leave home and travel around the region, battling trainers and gym leaders along the way. White looked down at her Pokedex and the Pokeball containing Oshawott in her hands. She couldn't help but feel like this was the start of a huge adventure, and she smiled proudly.

"Well, it looks like Bianca's run off again." Cheren sighed, walking up beside White and scratching his head. "Honestly, that girl can never sit still. Well, while I look for her, you can go ahead and heal your Pokemon at the center, alright?" He pointed to the large, orange-roofed building nearby.

"Okay," White nodded. "I'll meet up with you afterwards then."

"Call me on the X-Transceiver if you can't find me." Cheren waved as he ran off in search of Bianca, and White walked into the Pokemon Center to heal her Pokemon.

"Thank you, and please come again!" The nurse called as White exited the Pokemon Center, waving cheerfully at the nurse behind her. But she quickly became puzzled once she saw the state the town was in. When she entered the town a few minutes before, it was calm, but now there was a huge crowd of people gathered in the center. It was too big for White to see what was going on.

"Huh...what's all this...?" she muttered curiously.

"White! Over here!" White turned to see Cheren waving at her from inside the crowd and she ran over to him.

"Cheren! Did you find Bianca?"

"Not yet, I got distracted by all this." Cheren adjusted his glasses uncomfortably and led White to the front of the crowd so she could get a better look. Standing before the crowd of townspeople was another large crowd of people, but they were obviously not part of the town. They all wore strange clothes that reminded White of medieval knights, and their leader was the strangest of all. It was obvious he was the leader because of the long, brightly colored robe he wore and the eyepatch covering his right eye. The group was holding banners with a logo of the letter P on them. The same logo was on the leader's robe.

"Who...are they?" White asked Cheren, confused.

"No idea. But that guy in the robe looks like he's about to give a speech." Cheren nodded towards the man, who was lifting his arms up to silence the townspeople and allow him to speak.

"Good morning, people of Accumula town. My name is Ghetsis, and we are Team Plasma. Today I have come here to give you all a message. Everyone...should free their Pokemon."

"What?" Cheren and White's jaws dropped, and the townspeople seemed to be in shock too, but they continued to listen to the rest of the speech.

"We humans live together with Pokemon, and we think that we coexist as partners who can rely on each other. But...is that really true?" Ghetsis's gaze turned stern as he continued. "Have you ever thought that only we humans believe that? Trainers command their Pokemon to do whatever they want, not once thinking of the Pokemon's feelings. They force them to do hard work and treat them badly. We humans should do something for these Pokemon we have so wrongly abused: release them and let them live free! Only then will humans and Pokemon be equal!" The townspeople were all still shocked and looked at their Pokemon, confused about what to do. Before anyone could react, Team Plasma had already left and the people started to disperse. Cheren was the first to pipe up.

"Well, I don't care what that guy says, I just got this Pokemon! There's no way I'm giving up on it already!" He crossed his arms determinedly. White nodded slightly and looked down at the Pokeball in her hand for a few moments, then opened it and released her Oshawott, who looked up at her confused expression curiously.

"Hey Oshawott...do you hate me? Do you not enjoy battling? Would you be happier if I released you?" The Oshawott immediately looked scared and clung to White's leg, which she took as a no and it made her smile. She bent down to pick up the little otter and hug him, and it was at this moment that she heard a voice from in between the crowd.

"Your Pokemon...just now it said..." White turned towards the source of the voice and found herself staring at a strange-looking man. He was tall with long, tea green hair tied back in a low ponytail. He wore casual clothes, and a baseball cap which covered part of his face since his head was lowered. His style was that of a normal person but what was strange was his demeanor. He stood with a slightly slumped posture and his hands in his pockets, his face fixated on White's Oshawott. And did he just say...that the Pokemon spoke?

"Wha-What did you say? My Oshawott...spoke?" White questioned the stranger, confused, and the man stepped closer.

"Yes, it was talking." He lifted his head up and turned his gaze to White, examining her puzzled expression. "So you can't hear it either? How sad." He straightened up a bit more, fully revealing his face, and managed a smile that was a bit more like a smirk. "My name is N."

Cheren adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat, deciding to speak up. "Well I'm Cheren and this is White. We are on a journey to complete the Pokedex for professor Juniper, so if you don't mind, we'll be-"

"The Pokedex?" N turned to Cheren, his smile becoming a frown. "So you're going to confine many many Pokemon in Pokeballs for that then? I'm a trainer too, but I can't help but wonder if the Pokemon are really happy that way." N looked thoughtful for a moment, then turned his attention back to White. "Your name is White, is it? I like it...it's pure." N snapped his fingers and a Puurloin jumped down next to him from a nearby tree. "If you wouldn't mind, battle me and let me hear your Pokemon's voice again!" White nodded determinedly and set Oshawott down, preparing for battle. As the fight ensued, N watched White and her Oshawott's moves carefully. Their battle tactic was almost seamless, and even though they had only been together for a short while, they were already very much in tune with each other. N's Puurloin was taken down fairly quickly and Oshawott recieved only minor damage.

"Good job, Oshawott!" White praised her new little friend on his win and gave him some berries to munch on. N stayed quiet and picked up the fainted Puurloin, staring off into space as he did so. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see White holding out some sort of object to him. "Here, this is a revive...for your Puurloin." N looked surprised at first, then smiled slightly and took the item from her.

"I never expected...to hear a Pokemon say such things..." he mumbled to himself.

"Huh? You mean my Oshawott? What did he...?"

"But still, as long as Pokemon are confined in Pokeballs, they can never become perfect beings. I have to change the world for Pokemon...they're my friends." N stood up and finally snapped out of his thoughts, turning to White. "Thank you for the battle, and for the medicine. I'm sure we'll meet again sometime." And with that, he left.

"Hmph, what a weirdo." Cheren scoffed. "What was all that about Pokemon talking? That guy's got a few screws loose." He turned to White, who was still staring off in the direction N had left. She seemed to be lost in thought. "White? Don't let all this get to you okay? That N guy...Team Plasma...what they said about us harming Pokemon isn't true. Our Pokemon work hard for us and we take good care of them in return. I mean just look, your Oshawott loves you."

"Wha? Oh...yeah, I know." White smiled brightly. "Thanks Cheren."

"Don't mention it. Now then...I'll go on ahead. I want to go to the next town and fight the gym leader there. You should battle gym leaders along the way too. It's the best way for trainers to get stronger."

"But what about Bianca?"

"She'll be fine on her own, that girl has enough energy. And if she needs our help, she can just call us."

"Haha that's true. So I guess we go our seperate ways from here then?" White looked a little down.

"Hey, come on, you have your Pokemon with you right? The next time we meet, though, you better be ready for a battle! I'll want to test our skills!" Cheren smirked and White laughed lightly.

"Hehe okay Cheren, it's a deal! I'll be seeing you around, then."

"Yeah...see you." Cheren took off towards the next town and White was left alone with her Oshawott for company. She didn't mind that much though, because the feeling she'd had earlier was returning. This was the start of her biggest adventure yet.