Rosa, a Unovan to live like a wild Pokémon - [Ongoing]

"It's over," N says calmly, as he turns his back on the cratered battlefield. "Come, Zekrom."

As Zekrom too turns away from the battle, its opponent, Reshiram, collapses, exhausted. Its trainer, Hilda, isn't faring much better. Drenched in sweat and covered in scrapes, she lies flat on her back, panting. She... wasn't used to losing. And her loss in this particular battle, and its consequences, were unthinkable. How could this have happened?

N glances back, his eyes full of pity. "Don't fault yourself. Your bond with your Pokémon was... impressive. I didn't think it possible for normal humans to have such a deep connection with Pokémon. ...Perhaps I need to rethink some things..."

Lost in thought, N fails to notice Hilda pulling herself from the ground. She's ****; Team Plasma will **** people and Pokémon apart, everywhere. And that's not the worst of it; in his naivety, N is unaware of his father Ghetsis's real goal of using Team Plasma to conquer Unova! And she's the only one who can stop him. She has to stop him.

Out of options, Hilda consigns herself to what she must do. She leans forward, whispering a command in Reshiram's ear, and Reshiram's eye snaps open. While its expression is initially one of shock; it doesn't take long to shift to disgust and disappointment. But Hilda is steadfast. "Do it."

Shakily rising to its feet, Reshiram shoots Hilda one more glare, now one of resentment, before opening its mouth and sending forth a powerful torrent of flames. N, feeling the heat on his back, whips around, but it's too late! He closes his eyes, bracing for the heat... and possibly the end.

But the heat never arrives. Tentatively opening his eyes, N sees a Seismitoad standing before him, shielding both him and Zekrom from the flames. "Seismitoad, take them down," a voice calls out. The Seismitoad dashes forward, almost to quick to see, and delivers a swift blow to Reshiram, felling the dragon. As the Seismitoad returns to its trainer, the owner of the voice is revealed: Ghetsis. "F-Father! You saved me..."

N turns attention back to Hilda. "Y-you... You! You tried to hurt me... hurt Zekrom! With a sneak attack! Even worse, Reshiram would never do something so dishonorable of its own volition! I can feel its despair from here... You **** it! Reshiram trusted you, and you **** it! I thought you had a bond with your Pokémon... was it all just a trick?"

"Of course it was you fool!" Ghetsis barks, jarringly. "Pokémon are tools, a means to an end. You threatened her way of living! How did you expect her to respond?"

N falters. "Father?! What are you saying?"

"I have raised you for years, a FREAK, as my own son. I gave you everything you could ever want, everything you've asked for! But apparently, I raised an idiot. You've disappointed me time and time again, and minutes ago, you were ready to give up just before the finish line! This girl's actions stirred your heart, and you were genuinely considering giving up your goal!" Ghetsis tightens his grip on his cane, and draws a Poké Ball. "You're a liability. A hinderance to my goal of controlling Unova. And just now, my Seismitoad proved that those legendary dragons aren't all that impressive! I don't need you anymore. Now, it's time to b-"

"ENOUGH!" N roars, as Zekrom blasts a crackling bolt of electricity across the battlefield, frying Ghetsis. "...You're right about one thing, father. Both you and that girl have... stirred my heart, and made me rethink some things."

N walks to Reshiram's crumpled body, and places his hand on its head. "Reshiram... I'm sorry. I've come to realize ideals aren't enough to change this world. I was blind to the truth... I won't stop chasing my ideals, but I now know that I must also address the truth of this world. Please, forgive me. We are allies."

N removes his hand, standing. "And the truth of this world is... that humans cannot live alongside Pokémon. At least, not as they do now... as masters, and trainers. At the end of the day, humans will always place their own wellbeing above that of Pokémon's. They will always see them as means to an end. Humans don't just deserve to be separated from Pokémon. They deserve punishment. There exists an inequality in this world; and I will correct it."

N looks down on Hilda, who has collapsed, her exhaustion and despair sapping every bit of energy from her body. "And you... don't think I've forgotten about you. I've decided on a more fitting role for you. But do not fret; you will not be alone in playing said role for long. It's only a matter of time..."

3 years later...

"Get 'er!"

"She can't run forever!"

"Come on! Cut her off!"

You are Rosa, a 19 year old woman living in Aspertia City in the Unova region. At least you were, up until recently. Now, you're just Rosa the 19 year old Pokémon.

----Here you are, in a rare moment of cleanliness.

About a year ago, N, the enigmatic leader of Team Plasma, who'd mysteriously disappeared two years prior, reappeared and declared war. Using powerful psychic Pokémon, he projected a message into the minds of all Unovans. Apparently, he'd spent the past two years traveling the world, growing stronger and collecting allies. Among his allies were numerous legendary Pokémon, including the dragons of Unova, the Unovan Swords of Justice, and the wishmaster, Jirachi.

In his message, N announced his intent to use the power of his new allies to tear down Unova, and rebuild it as he saw fit. In N's absence, Team Plasma had continued its efforts relating to environmentalism and the release of Pokémon. Claiming that he'd granted the people of Unova ample time to accept the necessity that was the release of all Pokémon, N announced that all people still in possession of Pokémon would have their status reduced to be equal with that of wild Pokémon. Those who had complied with Team Plasma and did not claim ownership over any Pokémon would be allowed to come live in the few cities which N would not command his allies to destroy. And then, he did it.

Using the unparalleled might of Team Plasma, in conjunction with his legendary Pokémon, N overtook the government and instated himself as the new head. Then, he used Jirachi's wishing power. He used his first wish to move all children and anyone without Pokémon to his chosen strongholds. Next, he wished to obliterate anything of a level of technology beyond the stone age, including clothes, across all of Unova, besides his cities. Lastly, he wished to free all the captured Pokémon of Unova. Within hours, Reshiram and Zekrom had also scoured Unova, razing all man-made structures. N also employed the large scale use of psychic Pokémon to convince the remaining civilized population that wild humans were no more than beasts, of equal status to Pokémon, or perhaps even lower. His job done, N retreated into his castle, where he has not emerged from since.

Everything went downhill from there. After overtaking the Poké Ball manufacturing sites, Poké Balls were altered to be able to capture humans (outside the cities of course; inside the walls, disruption fields prevent Poké Balls from capturing anything), in accordance with N's wishes. Additionally, the capture and treatment of humans outside the cities as Pokémon was legalized. While the capture of Pokémon is still outlawed, it's not unheard of, and without the mystical powers of the legendary Pokémon which only N controls, Team Plasma has had a hard time enforcing it. Believe it or not, many non-believers in Team Plasma's mission statement managed to sneak into the cities. Despite this, life within the cities has remained pretty similar to how it used to be, besides the unavoidable presence of human slaves.

On the outside, however, it's like a different world. The humans of the wild have become like wild Pokémon. They live and travel in small packs, desperately trying to avoid capture by trainers from within the cities. Any technology they manage to rebuild is swiftly stripped of them by the Swords of Justice, Cobalion, Terrakion, and Virizion. These three legends have been entrusted to lead N's army, and have taught vast scores of wild Pokémon to destroy anything they see a human build or wear immediately. N's plan worked entirely.

Which brings us back to you. Last year, you'd been a fairly average high-schooler. Decent grades, a respected basketball player, huge Elesa fan, and a well-liked person. You had vague aspirations of going into medicine, but you weren't quite sure yet. You'd just received your first Pokémon, a Snivy, as a birthday gift from Professor Juniper, a family friend, when N's message rang out. Like, literally minutes prior. Within two hours, you were naked (other than your vizor, which had become a prized possession. It seemed Jirachi had missed a few things, perhaps as a consequence of the scope of the wish), separated from your family, helpless, hopeless, and homeless.

You'd managed to stick with a couple packs of people to survive in the time since, but they'd all been broken up by groups of trainers. You'd even managed to make a couple friends in some of them. You hoped someday you could find them again, but you knew it was likely that they'd been captured.

Which brings us back to the present. You've just been running from the group of trainers who'd broken up your current pack, and you currently are hiding behind a tree, hoping that they won't find you.

"...She can't have gone far, she's around here somewhere!"

"Hey! Don't wander off that way in that tall grass, these wild Pokémon can be dangerous! Who knows where this girl could be hiding..."

Please. Please let them move on.