I'd like for you guys to go back and reread the first chapter, if you haven't already read the new re-uploaded version, particularly just before Arch and Max come in. I added a bit more to that and did some editing. Again, thank you Farla for explaining the grammatical error and pointing out the flaw in aforementioned scene. I promise you can just go back and reread that part, I didn't particularly change anything else, so there's no need to reread the entire chapter. Just saying. Thanks and all that, now on with the story and this rather short update~
Keep Calm and OC' On!
"Is this your Pokemon?" Vincent looked over at Nurse Joy and smiled. The pink haired nurse never seemed to change anywhere you go. Some nonsense about twin sisters who all chose the same Pokemon, hairstyle, clothing, and career. Sure, whatever you say.
"Not really, my Houndoom heard its cries and saved it from one of that moronic Team Lava Rock grunts."
"Ah, well you should keep an eye on her. The Pokemon is a Victini, a genderless Pokemon, but it is distinctly feminine and approves of the feminine pronoun. You should watch out for her, being a victory Pokemon can't be easy, especially considering how much glass I had to pull out." Nurse Joy bowed slightly as Chansey opened the doors and a bandaged Victini floated out. Houndoom dashed over and barked happily.
"So she's a Victini? Do Victinis normally have musical instruments?" Nurse Joy turned slightly and smiled.
"It's probably something very important to her." a soft note drifted through the air and the two turned towards the weakened Victini.
"Vi~!" the Pokemon grinned, showing off two childish canines as it floated lazily around the Houndoom. Using its three fingers the Victini carefully played a playful tune, turning invisible and back again randomly until it crashed into Chansey's back, falling onto its back before blinking and flying around again. "Vi~!" Vincent chuckled at the carefree attitude. Vincent carefully walked over to the Pokemon to introduce himself.
"Hello, Victini. I'm Vincent and this is Houndoom. Would you like to come with us?" The darndest thing happened then. The Victini put the instrument down and shook his hand before smiling. Vincent smiled back and Houndoom let out a happy bark.
I looked into those translucent green eyes and oddly dark blue hair, weighing the options. Vincent, who couldn't be older than eighteen, wanted me to travel with him. The Houndoom, named Zorro, was quite the leader but was a softie despite his intimidating appearance. Nurse Joy had bandaged up what was left of my wounds before discharging me. I was quite glad someone could realize I was a girl despite my gender-neutral body. That was probably one of the only bad things about being Victini. Technically, I didn't have a gender. I smiled at Vincent, my decision made, and shook his hand. I just hope he didn't try to put me in a Pokeball. That did not look comfortable. However, if that happened, at least I'd finally know what happens in one.