After I said goodbye to Marina, Mew popped up as usual, ready to teleport me back to Nacrene City. When I arrived at the house, I looked around and saw my parents. Panicking, a lot. I flew up to them and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mom replied, "You have to get out of here. A bunch of rare collectors are going from house to house looking for you. It's not safe in the city."

"Now there's a small crowd at our entrance and they've all got Ultra Balls!" Dad added.

Sure enough, one of the trainers saw me inside, and now the crowd was frenzying to get in even more. I went up to my room, took Goomy and Ferroseed's pokeballs in a panic, and flew out the window past the borders of Nacrene City. I felt bad for leaving my paremts here, but at least the crowd spotted me and attempted to follow, even letting out some Flying type pokemon to keep up with me, but I was zooming through the air way too fast to even know where I was going.

By the time I was absolutely sure I lost them, as well as blasted the various Flying types after me with several Psychics, I looked around at where I was, recognizing it as Pinwheel Forest. The pokeballs I had were shaking, which told me Goomy and Ferroseed wanted to come out, so I released them. It felt really nice here. I stared at the two once again tumbling around and sliming everything, and then back at the pokeballs that I had them in. That took me back to what Ghetsis said... "They deserve more than being confined to obey our every whim." With that, I threw away the pokeballs with all my might, never to see them again. That's when I spotted a figure within a patch of sunlight.

Sitting on a rock in the patch was a man with long green hair. He looked familiar. Like Ghetsis, but younger. He turned to me and then stared in shock. "Celebi, isn't that unexpected. I've heard about you," he said, now with a sly smile. Wait a second. I hadn't established a telepathic link with this person yet. Was he directly talking to me? I asked him this, and he replied, "Everyone asks me that. Yes, I can understand pokemon."

"What? How could that be possible?" I questioned him. The mysterious man sighed and looked down.

"Truth be told, I don't exactly know. I've been like this for as long as I can remember," he answered. "You know, I never did introduce myself, did I? Call me N."

"N? That's an odd name. Also, you talk too fast," I told him.

"I doubt it. I go by N because my full name is too long for most people to memorize. It's more convinient," he explained. Then his attention turned to Ferroseed. "Ferroseed, I can hear its voice."

"Really? I've never had Ferroseed tell me anything before." I replied.

"No, its voice," he corrected. "Every pokemon has one, even the ones that can't actually talk. That's what I meant when I said I could understand pokemon. You do realize I'm well aware of your actual origins?"

Well, that was nice to know. "You're probably still getting the ropes of being a mythic. It would be hard to hold any mistakes against you. Nevermind that. Try touching Ferroseed. You mind moving Goomy?"

"Why would you want me to do that?" I asked him. This was random, even for N, who smiled some more.

"You'll see."

Ferroseed stared at me. I didn't know what exactly N was hearing, because it sure wasn't telling me anything. Nevertheless, I floated over and placed Goomy on the forest floor, now scowling. I then reached out my tiny hand, and rested it on Ferroseed. Suddenly, it was enveloped in a white light and I flew back quickly. N was only smiling even more. Ferroseed began to flatten out yet grow a bit, then sprouted three huge vines. On the end of each of these a thorn pod grew in. Then the white light faded, and standing there was a newly evolved Ferrothorn. Goomy was struck in awe, and so was I. "Woah... incredible."

N laughed. "This should make sense to you. You're the lifeblood of Pinwheel Forest, after all."

I told him, "Wait. That could be true. Didn't the old Celebi have a connection with the Ilex Forest in Johto?"

N nodded. "That's correct. Just like the original Celebi had this special connection, you probably developed this same sort of connection with Pinwheel Forest. I think you should live here."

That sounded a little controversial to me. "Are you sure?" I questioned him. "I do have a family and friends. I can't just leave behind the people I've known for so long. That's why I chose to keep my memories."

N sighed once more. "Must be nice to have a family like that, but think about it. Literally this entire forest and to an extent all the rest rely on you alone. This is where you belong."

I looked around and saw the trees. Only now did I notice they looked more alive than I've ever seen them. I felt filled with all the energy I could ever have, but it only began once I entered the forest. The fallen logs and widespread ponds throughout, the shadows and afternoon sunbeams scattered around... even the pokemon themselves. Venipede hid themselves under the rotting logs. A few Deerling could be seen bounding through the trees. Even Goomy and Ferrothorn, back to fooling around as if nothing had happened. As messy as it was, it really represented the beauty of balanced, controlled chaos. I always felt comfortable inside my own house, but now... now was the most I've ever felt I was truly at home. Could N be right?

I decided to change the topic from there, asking him, "So do you know Ghetsis at all?"

He grew expressionless. "Oh, I see you've met my father." Father? That explains a lot.

"Do you think what he says is true? About liberating pokemon?" he continued. "I'm a trainer myself, and most pokemon I come across seem happy enough. But then, then there are the pokemon with truly terrible owners. They are in sorrow. I can't help but feel awful for these pokemon, and pure hatred for their 'trainers'. But is that really enough to justify the release of all pokemon?"

That made me think. Could I even call myself a trainer anymore? The experience I used to have as one did tell me something, that pokemon lived for battles.

"I'd say pokemon like battles a lot," I attempted to answer. "They've been a thing for ages, likely even before humans were around. Most trainers seem to love their pokemon, and they love their trainers back. Some pokemon do need to be freed, but I'd say Ghetsis carries it a little too far."

"That's reasonable enough, even if it is my father talking," N replied. "You know, I think we'd make good friends."

"You're probably right, honestly," I complimented.

"By the way, what was your original name? You know, when you were human?" N asked.

"My name was Hano Shijian before then," I answered. "Don't get me wrong, living like this is cool. But I have way too many distractions thrown in my face to ever spend time with my family or friends anymore, and it's only been a few days. And now there's a bunch of collectors swarming my house because they want to catch me, and on top of that I was asked by Arceus to abandon my family as well... it gets lonely."

N replied, "I feel bad for you, although I do feel Arceus has a point, as he likely wants you to just live in the forests. As I've said, it's where you belong. I've always wondered about the creator, though. What's he like?"

Chuckling, I said, "He's a bit harsh. Very scary too, but he's fair. I think he's fine. I still wish I could live at my house, but for now I guess I'll have to stay here."

N then told me, "Well, I did enjoy meeting you. Perhaps we'll see each other more often later."

As a nodded in response, a purple portal of energy popped up right above the rock we were sitting on.

And out of that energy, who else but Mew appeared. She flew right in my face and started screaming, "HANO, I THINK I'M ONTO SOMETHING!" As usual, she was the expert at giving me a heart attack. I seriously hope she never finds out what sugar is.

"Slow down, Mew! What are you talking about?" I replied.

"I think I figured out who possessed Dialga and Groudon!" she answered.

I looked at N, who said, "Seems like your friend's little investigation is kinda important." He chuckled. "Oh well. Please return to the forest soon if you can. We'll be waiting." I attempted to say something back, but Mew was literally dragging me into the portal at this point, and before I knew it, we were both sucked in.