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((I got really bored and decided to poke fun at the Doom fanfiction. If I got any references wrong, I haven't beaten gen V, but I am working on my progress in White 2 right now.))
N waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were Pokemon in the base. He didn’t shuffle for them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Ghetsis were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
N was a Pokemon trainer for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the castle and he said to dad “I want to be friends with the Pokemon daddy.”
Dad said “No! You will BE KILL BY RESHIRAM”
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the N castle of the Team Plasma base he knew there were Pokemon.
“This is Anthea” the radio crackered. “You must fight the Plasma grunts!”
So N gotted his Boldore and blew up the wall.
“HE GOING TO DEFEAT US” said the Plasma grunts
“I will make eye contact at him” said the leader and he threw the Pokeballs. N Darumakaed at him and tried to release his Pokemon. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to release.
“No! I must free the Pokemon” he shouted
Concordia on the radio said “No, N. You are the Pokemon”
And then N was a Zoroark.