Hilbert fell to his knees, facing the ground as he stuttered in shock. He bearly took note of the approaching footsteps.
He had lost to N.
He felt a hand lift his chin, bringing his gaze to that of N's. The taller boy was crouching down and slightly smiling.
"I see that I am victorious. You know what this means Hilbert.", N spoke in his calm intelligent voice.
"N, please don't do this!"
N shock his head and frowned. The green haired boy brought out a strange stone and pressed it to Hilbert's forehead, with a sad look. "Please forgive me."
Hilbert was confused, but suddenly became overcome with a strong dizziness. As his vision blurred, Hilbert could've sworn he saw N's head moving further up. Opening his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the familar wall of green in front of him. Looking up, he gasped as he saw a giant palm coming down at him!
The hand scooped him up, making him fall onto the warm flesh. He was brought up past the brown trousers, black and white shirts, and finally the giant face of N. The giant gave Hilbert a gentle smile.
"I must say Hilbert, you look a little shorter then usual.", N chuckled lightly all while the shrunken boy looked up in shock.
"N...what are..you?"
"I'm sorry Hilbert. I need to keep you out of my way.", N's smile dropped and he gained a serious tone.
Just when Hilbert was going to rebuttal, the fingers around him began to curl. The boy panicked as the giant appendages shrouded him in darkness and covered N's face. "N wait!"
Hilbert was cut off as he was imprisoned in the warm darkness of N's fist. The trainer felt the hand shift and heard footsteps as the King of Team Plasma walked towards his castle.
N had wanted Hilbert to join him, it seems now he'd be doing it unwillingly. After all thier encounters and the ferriswheel ride, Hilbert felt a warmth in his stomach whenever he talked with N. It broke his heart when he found out the man had been the leader separating trainers from thier Pokemon.
Tears formed in his eyes as Hilbert thought of his situation. He let his friends down, he didn't become a hero. In his sadness, Hilbert found some comfort laying down on the soft warm palm. Sleep soon fell upon him.
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Opening his eyes Hilbert found the soft palm had been replaced with a carpet. Looking forward he saw the giant sole of a green sneaker propped up on it's heel. Further up, the sneaker's owner sat on a throne. Right foot propped up on his knee and leaning his face on his left palm. N looked down with a smile, as if nothing was wrong.
"Ah you are awake! I hoped you had a good rest.", The king said giving a closed eye smile.
"What did you do N!?"
N simply hummed before bringing his other foot down to cross at his ankles. Hilbert's view consisted of the giant shoes and N's nonchalant face looming above.
"I knew that if you lost there would still be resistance to joining Team Plasma. I had to ensure you'd stay, so now you are all mine."
Hilbert's face heated up. It was either because of anger or how controlling N was being right now.
"Why would I join a group that tears friends apart? I'll never join you N!"
This outburst sparked something, as the feet uncrossed and planted themselves side by side with a THOOM. Hilbert wobbled at the sudden shake. Bringing his eyes up he saw N standing, looming over him with his new titanic height.
The giant had a serious look as he gazed down at the speck between his shoes. Hilbert realized that the way N looked at him meant this was no longer a battle between a trainer and a king.
It was a god, deciding if he should take mercy on a bug.
N sighed, he knew this would difficult. There had to be a way to persuade Hilbert.
Eventually, N decided to......
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