Chapter 1 Hey here is the sequel I'm sorry it's up late I just was having a hard time writing because my brain decided to go to Hawaii and left me here. STUPID BRAIN!

Well anyway I am going to warn you this plot is kind of unoriginal…and we'll say a little redundant hell it's better than my first idea. Whatever I hope you like it anyway.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or the characters.


It has been about a month since the letter incident and the last time White had visited Ghetsis. Yeah remember when White got hurt by it. Well N had the biggest panic attack ever.


"White!" He yelled "Oh my gosh what happened to your face." He genitally touch near the cut, it was still bleeding. Her face still was in pain from the scratch and she flinched but stayed rooted to the spot. N took away his hand.

"It's nothing." She tried to assure him but he didn't buy it.

"Did Ghetsis do this? I swear I'll kill him." He was freaking out, N never made threats.

"Yes but I'm sure he is getting what he deserves." She was about to waltz out the door, she was ready to go home but N grabbed her waist and pulled he in close. He rested his head on top of hers.

"Well if you're okay then I okay." He nuzzled her.

'Not this again' White thought. 'Why does he insist on this? What does it matter if she was okay? Her father never cared she come home crying and he would say something like 'Suck it up.''

"N may I go home now?" White asked.

"Sure but first let's get you patched up." N let go and smiled at her.


White remembered that. The way N was worried over her bleeding face. What she had remembered about her father. The way he didn't even want White and just got up left her and her mother. Well he was gone and she could have cared less. But it still puzzled her why N cared. What was so great about her? She was a girl who was pissed at the world and most people. She sort of had a bad rep, detentions all the time and almost never did her homework. That is until she went out on adventure and defeated N and Team Plasma. Now she was known as a hero but she was still a bad person. When the paparazzi came she destroyed three cameras knocked out one camera guy and four reporters. What does he see in her? It made her head hurt.

Luckily the doorbell rang. Now White could stop thinking about this and focus on something else. Plus why the hell would she be thinking about this at 8:00am it was too early for her to think about this. Though she always trying to figure this out ever since she left and still couldn't figure out.

Anyway White rushed to the door expecting…well actually she wasn't really expecting anyone. Well anyone that wasn't N. He always tried to come over every once in a while but she generally slammed the door in his face. But this time it wasn't him it was some guy who looked about her mother's age (which not be revealed I don't feel like being hunted down.) His hair was black, short and messy. He had a bread that looked like it hadn't been shaved for two days. Though his face and hair looked terrible his clothes were clean and pristine. There was something familiar about him.

"Well aren't you going to let me in or at least say hello?" He asked rudely.

"Aren't you going to tell me who the hell you are?" White responded in the same tone.

"What you can't recognize you own father?" Wait…what? Her father, where the hell did he come from and…he is letting himself in how polite.

"You're not my father." White was stunned

"Yes I am see." He held up an ID card. There was her father name Mortimus, most people called him Mort, and a picture that was exactly the same as his face. This was her dad.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Is that the response you give after all these years?"

"Is it my fault you left us, suddenly reappear and then expect respect like nothing happened?"

"Well I expected that from you."

"Why the hell are you even here?" White was getting seriously annoyed.

"I saw you on TV and figured out where you were and came back. I mean when you were younger I never thought you would be anything that great and I didn't want to be the father of a failure so I left. Now that you've defeat an entire organization you've made me proud and here I am." White stared. What the hell? How could he say something like that without any emotion? He flat out told her that he thought she would be a failure, not sign of remorse.

"You thought I would be a failure?"

"Yes I did. You were always so annoying and you never wanted to do anything I was sick of it."

"Now you only came back for recognition." White was ready to slap him.

"No. Do you actually think I'm that cruel?" Yes. "I came back for your mother too. I've been looking for her…and you for a while now but I couldn't find you. Then when you finally made something of yourself I was able to pin point your location." White knew he wasn't actually here for her. He hated her. He never wanted her. But for mom…that was a possibility.

"How can you say those things to her face?" Called familiar voice.


Okay that's the first chapter! Well I'll say this I don't think it's a brain-buster who that was. Also I don't think this was my best work. Anyway I hope you liked it! ^_^