Demon: Welcome back to Hell through Hoenn.

Creeper: Dude, what about AFIN?

ANBU: Or LSLV?

Demon: Shut the fuck up! I'm working on them.

Creeper: Prick.

(Creeper gets slapped from behind)

Creeper: Ow!

Snivy: Dumbass.

ANBU: Snivy? What are you doing here?

Snivy: Demon invited me here.

Demon: Yep. Creeper here shot May with a tranquilizer, and she's still recovering.

Creeper: Damn.

ANBU: Uh, where's May recovering at?

Demon: Nice try, perv.

ANBU: Damn. Well, maybe I can try other possibilities… (sees Snivy)

Snivy: Try it once and I'll rip your dick off and shove it up your ass!

ANBU: Backing off now.

Demon: (sweat dropping) Well, let's move on to the chapter.

Chapter 2: Decisions, Decisions

At the lab, professor Birch and Chris were walking down a long hallway. "So, you're starting here? Good choice. Hoenn's well known for the many different Pokémon native to the region, as well as excellent weather patterns." The professor explained to the trainer, who was smiling slightly. "Good to know," Chris said. "I was hoping this would be a good place to start, and aside from one thing, I think I chose right." Birch looked at Chris, confused. "What makes you unsure?" Chris sighed and pointed to his face, the red mark finally starting to fade.

Birch laughed and patted Chris's shoulder. "I get what you mean. Thing is, some people get a bit apprehensive about cursing in Hoenn. Of course, many people have no problems with it at all. The tricky part is figuring out who is who on that scale." Chris nodded and noticed they were at a door. "Well," the professor started. "Behind this door is the beginning of your journey." Chris smiled as the door slid open.

(Hell Through Hoenn)

May was relaxing at the bus stop at the edge of town, her egg in her arms. 'I wonder how Professor Birch is doing. I haven't seen him in a while. Not since Max got his Mudkip and traveled to find Ralts.' She smiled, remembering the Ralts and the pact Max had made with it so long ago. "Now, Max is off traveling and doing who knows what, and I still have yet to win a Grand Festival." Sighing, she looked at the egg. "I wonder what you'll hatch into." She said quietly as she saw the bus approaching.

(Hell Through Hoenn)

"Wow. This lab is very high-tech. It's even more advanced than Professor Elm's lab." Chris mused, impressed by the machines in the lab. Birch smiled. "Well, Elm has a habit of falling behind on upgrading his lab. Sometimes, he'll forget about the newest upgrade and wait until it's obsolete to install it." Both laughed a bit about the forgetful Elm. Birch led Chris to a table with three Pokeballs under a glass dome.

"Now, Chris. You'll get the choice between these three. You're the only new trainer today, so you can pick whichever you want." Birch explained, punching a few keys on a keyboard attached to the table. After three beeps, the glass dome opened, freeing the Pokeballs. "But, before I let you pick, I think you should get something else first. Just to help you decide." The professor walked over and picked up a device that looked somewhat like a Gameboy Advance. Handing this device to Chris, Birch continued. "This device is known as a Pokedex. It is a detailed encyclopedia, full of information about the Pokémon known up to date. Use it to scan the three Pokémon before you decide which one you want to keep."

Opening the Pokedex, Chris was blinded for a second as a flash came from the small device. A few seconds later, an image of the trainer appeared on the screen. A female voice spoke from the Pokedex.

"I am Dextette, a Pokedex designed by Professor Birch to aid new trainer Chris Carmo. I am to provide Chris with information related to the many known Pokémon. If lost or stolen, I cannot be replaced."

Chris was amazed by the device, but managed to hide it well. "Thanks for the Pokedex, professor. Now, let's see these Pokémon." He requested, his Pokedex at the ready. Professor Birch nodded and reached for a Pokeball. Picking the first up, he threw it up in the air. In mid-air, the ball opened, releasing a flash of white light that formed into a creature with large, yellow eyes, a red stomach, and a large, green tail. "Treecko!" the Pokémon said excitedly. "Chris, say hello to Treecko, a Grass type." Birch announced. "Awesome. Nice to meet you, Treecko." Chris said as he held Dextette up to scan the Pokémon.

"Treecko, the Wood Gecko Pokémon. Treecko is adept at climbing trees, and can walk on walls and ceilings using tiny spikes on its feet."

Nodding, Birch picked up the second ball, also throwing it up in the air. This time, the light formed into a small orange and yellow chick with a yellow three-feathered crest on its head. "Tor?" The creature said hesitantly, looking at the teen. "This is Torchic, a Fire Pokémon." Birch explained. Chris smiled. "I love seeing Fire types." He said as Dextette scanned the chick.

"Torchic, the Chick Pokémon. Torchic is warm to the touch due to the flame inside its body. Torchic are able to shoot fireballs at over 1800 degrees Fahrenheit."

Birch threw the last ball, which released a blue Quadra pedal creature with a large blue fin on its head. "Mudkip!" the creature cheered. Birch looked at Chris. "This is Mudkip, a Water type." Chris smiled at the Pokémon as Dextette spoke again.

"Mudkip, the Mud Fish Pokemon. Mudkip can use the fin on its head to detect water flow, and is able to move heavy boulders effortlessly."

"All three would make an excellent starter Pokémon for sure." Chris said as he looked at the trio standing in front of him. Kneeling down, Chris tried to get a closer look. Treecko and Mudkip smiled sweetly at that moment, while Torchic seemed to freak out. "Tor!" Torchic screamed, firing a number of fireballs at Chris. "Ow! Ow! Damn it!" The human shouted as the flames burned him at close range.

(Hell Through Hoenn)

May was watching the scenery pass by, sitting peacefully on the bus. "I wonder if Professor Birch is even at the lab." May said to herself. "I know he tends to go off on field work." She shrugged her shoulders, clutching the egg case carefully. "Attention. Birch Laboratory approaching." The driver announced to the passengers. Being the only one heading to the lab, May stood up and headed for the door. After leaving the bus, she walked through the front doors of the lab. 'I hope he's here.' She thought as she walked through the lobby.

(Hell Through Hoenn)

"I'm sorry about not telling you about Torchic's temper." Birch said as he handed a Burn Heal to Chris, who was currently behind a dressing screen. "For some reason, Torchic has a nasty temper at times. Because of that, he's been left here for over a month. The Treecko and Mudkip were brought to me just yesterday." He explained.

Chris sighed, his silhouette hunching over slightly to spray the medicine. "It's alright. I should have figured a Fire type would be such a spitfire. Still, right now I'm less pissed about being burned and more pissed about my clothes. I bought those clothes and that hat only a couple months ago, dammit!" The silhouette picked up a shirt hanging on the screen and dressed himself.

"I'm really sorry about that. If there's anything I can do…" Birch said before being cut off. "Don't worry about it. I should have watched out for Torchic's Ember attack. I'm at fault here." Chris finally walked out from behind the screen. Instead of the blue jeans and sleeveless blue shirt he wore earlier, the trainer was now wearing a pair of black jeans with a vertical purple stripe and a purple sleeveless shirt. A black short sleeved vest jacket was covering his shoulders and hid the purple shirt's lack of sleeves. On his head was a purple Dratinis hat, which covered most of his brown hair, leaving his blue eyes exposed slightly.

Walking to the end of the hall, Chris tossed what remained of his jeans, shirt, and blue Dratini hat into the trash bin, reluctantly walking away afterward. "Well, at least I know which starter I want." He said, trying to forget his ruined clothes. Birch smiled as they headed back to the lab. "Good. So, should I prepare Treecko's or Mudkip's ball?" He asked, walking to the table. Chris walked to the table and retrieved his undamaged Pokedex. "Neither. Professor, I choose Torchic." He said confidently.

Professor Birch did a double take as he stared at the trainer. "Are you sure? Even after what just happened?" He asked skeptically. Chris nodded. "Torchic may have a serious temper, but seeing the fighting spirit it has convinced me. I feel like I've been challenged to rid Torchic of his asshole attitude, and I can only say, 'Challenge Accepted.'" The professor nodded in understanding, picking up Torchic's ball.

"Okay, then. Here you go." Chris received the ball and shrunk it down to its smaller, Ping-Pong ball size. Birch walked over with a small box containing five more shrunken Pokeballs. "You can use these to capture new Pokémon and build your team. Hoenn has a wide variety of Pokémon you can choose to train." He told the trainer, who clipped the six balls to his belt. "I guess I should get going then. Thanks for everything, Professor. And also, thanks for not having a problem with my cursing." Birch chuckled and patted Chris's shoulder. "Don't worry. I've heard worse than that in Unova."

Chris headed back to the lobby when a young woman entered the hallway, clutching a case with a green egg. "Professor Birch, I'm back for a visit! How are you?" May said excitedly. She opened her eyes to see Birch with a young man with six Pokeballs on his belt. Unable to help themselves, each asked the other curiously, in unison, "Who the fuck are you?"

Demon: Chapter 2 is finished.

Creeper: Yeah, maybe now you can work on AFIN.

ANBU: No, LSLV!

Snivy: No, both!

(All three begin arguing with each other)

Demon: God damn it, guys. I'll work on them soon. Read and Review everyone!

(All three begin scuffling in a dust cloud of violence)

Demon: Damn it, guys!

~DemonFiccer~