“ You bring out the power of your POKéMON with respect and love! “
NATHANIEL FULBRIGHT, ‘nate’ for short, was a trainer who’d spent most of his life living with his mother in aspertia city. he flirted with tragedy, but it always befell someone else — like his childhood friend hugh’s little sister, who lost her purrloin to team plasma. nate was a good friend, and so he’d offered to help hugh catch her a new one. but that wouldn’t have solved anything, and a part of him knew it. so instead the two of them would stay up too late on the phone, bouncing off each other as they fantasized about going out and getting revenge on the whole lot of them.
he’d never really thought it’d come to that, though. when he left on his journey at the age of sixteen, it wasn’t with a grand and glorious purpose nipping at his heels. he was going out on his journey because that’s what every kid does. POKéMON were cool. he’d always thought he got along with them better than he did people, and a chance to befriend a team of his own was like a dream come true.
in virbank city, he detoured. got caught up in the limelight of POKéWOOD STUDIOS — established himself as an actor, even if every single film he starred in was criticized. bad script, bad effects, bad acting. 2.9 stars on imdb. he didn’t care, though. he took to the big screen like a ducklett to water; he could’ve hung up his visor and closed the book on his journey right here. he probably would’ve, had hugh not insisted that they chase the vestiges of team plasma to unova’s mainland. nate’d hesitated, but agreed nonetheless; he was a good friend. but he’d come home to the silver screen soon.
( it was a trap. there was no going home after this—!! )
from there, it was a story that everyone came to know; the boy from aspertia city got swept up in the aftermath of someone else’s war. the knights of team plasma had been felled two years earlier, but now men and women in black took their place. after the first encounter or two he did everything in his power to avoid plasma, to stay out of their way, to let someone else take care of it. THAT TRAINER FROM TWO YEARS AGO... this was his mess to clean up, why should any of it fall onto nate’s shoulders? but it was too late. the shadowy faces of neo-team plasma had taken an interest in him — THE TALL DOCTOR IN THE CLEAN WHITE COAT had taken an interest in him — but the doctor was different, the doctor sympathized with him and listened to his plight in ways that no one from team plasma, none of the gym leaders, and no one else had ever tried. the doctor offered his advice and offered his aid, but it wasn’t enough. nate’s fate was like quicksand; the more he struggled, the further he sank.
before he knew it, he was facing down the doctor who smiled and said ‘fascinating, fascinating,’ as he absently piloted the flying plasma frigate, and looked much too satisfied at his own defeat. and before he knew it, he was facing down a man in robes with eyes painted on their surfaces, slick and shimmering, and it was a chess game of universal proportions played on a cosmic board. he nearly died — nearly was murdered — and he remembers that it must’ve happened because even now he wakes up in a cold sweat, but if he tries to remember specifics, everything comes up blank.
the international police found out, one way or the other. found out the role that nate had played in bringing down their leader. invited him to join them, but phrased in such a way that he didn’t really have much of a choice. maybe this was the price to pay for still being alive — his heart was still beating, but his life had been ripped away from him, hadn’t it? that’s what joining the international police is like. give up on your name. give up on your family. give up on the silver screen, give up on ever acting again, because that’s not how things work here, kid.
hugh’s little sister got her purrloin back, hugh got his revenge, and what did he get?
a hole in his chest where his heart used to be.
AGENT 002 is an officer of the international police. very few people know much about him, because very few people can squeeze more than a few words out of him. but there are stories.
once upon a time agent 002 was part of a mission to detain one of the seven ex-sages of team plasma, and he completely lost it. argued and rallied for days that life in prison was too light a punishment for someone like him. nearly assaulted the superior that told him to get back in line. and that’s why agent 002 isn’t involved with missions involving the ex-members of plasma anymore.
once upon a time agent 100kr was regaling a story about knowing the young man who’d defeated plasma the first time, having given him standard-issue interpol fishing gear. and while the rest of the agents hooted and hollered, agent 002 looked visibly agitated and left the room.
and once upon a time, agent 002 saw a tall doctor in a clean white coat walking free in unova, and...
well. the stories differ about what he did. some say he screamed — loud, incoherent, murderous. others say that he launched himself at the doctor and had to be forcibly removed from the premises. others still claimed that he was rendered catatonic. unresponsive for several minutes.
the tall doctor in the clean white coat could tell you what really happened — but honestly, he’d find the way that the story changed and dramatized over time much more interesting.
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