As the Seasons Change

The fifth and final time she met him, the world had come full-circle. The winds of change and brisk competition filled the air with their crisp tidings. The leaves were falling again, just as the day when she'd first received a Pokémon, and first witnessed the boy that stood across the empty cavernous room now.

The world had come full-circle, as had their relationship. He'd challenged her to a battle that first day, observing her bonds, and just as back then, they'd battle again today.

However, some things for her seemed like they hadn't changed at all. She was still utterly intrigued by him, the way he moved, his past, his beliefs. He was supposedly her enemy but it was hard to call him that, especially after what she'd witnessed during her trek up the Plasma castle to confront him.

A child's room filled with toys and books full of numbers. It was eerie in a castle as grandiose as the one he was the king over, however it fit him perfectly, in a way. He was tall, lean, and moved with the grace of a seasoned being but there was something always off about him. And in seeing that room, his room, a child's room, it felt right. On the inside he was still just a scared child, afraid and confused and so sheltered from the world.

A sheltering she was about to destroy.

She was positive their battle was something to be remembered. She'd easily gained the trust of the other black dragon, and so battling with him then, even mere moments after awakening him, it felt like she'd been his trainer for years.

They moved as one, as did N and his dragon. It was a battle, devastating and violent, two things he abhorred, and yet at the same time it was beautiful.

A flurry of white feathers and black plates, colliding as brothers and heroes and completely similar opposites.

She wasn't entirely sure in the end if she'd won because of her own strengths, or if she'd won because she was right. Were her values right and so no matter what her strength she would've won? Or was she truly a prodigy who could fight for what she believed in? It was taxing and a little confusing but her mind relatively easily moved on, instead staring with an aching heart at the boy whom she'd just defeated.

He looked crushed, his eyes hollow and empty, unlike she'd ever seen before. As if his entire world and beliefs had been shattered.

Her heart beat once in her chest, a different kind of beat. It'd pumped faster around him since they'd met, it'd ached at times when she thought of him, but this beat… she knew what it meant. Not only was her heart going out to him, but it'd also made up its mind.

She'd won and he'd lost, but she was determined to give him something positive out of this as well.

She stepped toward him and he shook his head. He said few words, all heartfelt and pained and ones that would stick in her mind forever, before he turned on his heel to leave. He said he needed to find himself, and she stayed frozen to the spot as he called out his legendary partner to fly away.

She had everything now splayed out in front of her. She could become the Champion if she so chose, she had defeated Team Plasma and was a regional hero, however… those dreams that she'd had for so long, suddenly changed into one goal: help the poor lost soul that she'd somehow grown fond of.

That beat of her heart had meant one thing: she felt a connection. And it wasn't only a connection of heroes, it was a decision, made subconsciously, that perhaps they were made for one another, despite being on opposing sides of a war he would've never won.

And so with a skip and a surprising smile on her face, she ran after him, calling upon the dragon that was a personification of her values, and chasing after him with vigor.

She could make it right. She'd made things right in the region, so she could make things right with him. He was just a highly intriguing and oddly loveable boy, after all. She had handled much more difficult things.

And so she flew, following him wherever he'd take her in an effort to slowly change his outlook, slowly change his ideals to truths, or truths to ideals, as she was beginning to see that there wasn't such a difference between them, after all. She'd make his world a better place, and a place where he wasn't so alone.

Because now, he had her. No matter how many people had left him before, she was there to stay. And nothing was more rewarding than the gratefulness dripping from his eyes as tears as he looked over to see her on her dragon beside him, giving her a nod and turning over his world to her in an attempt to move on.

In the games I always saw White going after him, even though it wasn't an option for the player. She had a big enough heart that she'd go to help him and because maybe she felt a little more. ;3 At least that's my headcanon. XP

Anyway, thank you so so much for reading this short little story thingy. Just a little recounting of the B/W games based upon the seasons that were introduced to the games in the fifth gen. I sincerely thank you for the reviews and whatnot. They always make my day.

I hope you enjoyed~!

~Foxtail-chan