A/N- Hey guys, me again? I take it by the nice reviews that you guys liked the frequent updates? Yeah, luv you all, too. Just letting you guys know, but I'll be using more of the more recent OC submissions, just because I don't have the file with all of them on it. Just a heads up. I also have a plan: For all of those who submit an OC that I don't use or I feel didn't get enough screen time, I'll draw them for you, sort of like a consolation.

The incessant beeping of the nearby alarm clock woke me up the next morning. I groaned and rolled over, even more tired than I normally would be, thanks to nearly dying the day before. I had been excused from the last class remaining, Survival, and had been ordered to rest and keep out of trouble and all that other nonsense I was too busy thinking to worry about. Today was Saturday, the first weekend of the school year, as school had started on a Thursday, and I was confined to a bed. Of fucking course.

The good thing was that we could pretty much do anything on the weekends, as long as we didn't go into any of the classrooms besides the Training room and Pool room. Except for me, of course. I had the opportunity to sleep in as much as I wanted, seeing as I was stuck here, anyways. Why was the alarm clock on to begin with?

"Nate?" I called, my voice a little hoarse. "Nate? Nate!" Still no answer. I looked to the alarm clock on the desk, noticing a small note there for the first time. I leaned over and nabbed it, disabling the alarm clock as I did so. I studied it for a moment, my eyes narrowing.

"Joss," it read. "I had to go someware for a bit. I'll be back around noon, so don't werry. Damitry wanted me to wake you up, so I set the alarm, as you probabley notised. He wants you to turn on yore Exbox and get on line. See you later. Nate."

The note was riddled with spelling mistakes, and I spent a good two minutes picking through them and fixing them. I had to admit, I'm a bit of a grammar cop myself. When I was satisfied, I nodded and set it down, reaching for the TV remote and controller to the Xbox, turning said objects on. As the television flickered to life and the near-monochrome opening played, I wondered why Dimitri would want me to get on Xbox. Didn't he have a PS3? I shrugged and signed in, waiting for it to connect. When the starting menu popped up, I had went to my inbox, where a friend request and message awaited.

They were both from the same person, a gamertag of "Petrenk0", and the avatar was a sickle along with a hammer, in a cross of sorts. I played the message first, so I could get an idea of who it was, and I smiled as a familiar Servine's voice played from the mic I had put on.

"Joss...I finally figured out how to get onto Xbox Live and their games on my PS3...it vas tricky, but I got it. I'll be on for-" The message was cut-off, no doubt by the 15 second limit, but I still got the gist of it. I shrugged and exited the inbox, checking my friends list, and sure enough, he was there, the only one online. I sent him a party invite, and within seconds he was in.

"Dimitri! How?" was all I could ask at the moment.

He chuckled over the mic. "I patched my PS3. It vas tricky to find it, but all I had to do vas install it. Only problem is zat I have to delete everything off of the hard drive if I want to play anything for PS3, though."

"That's pretty sweet," I answered.

"So what happened? There vas a lot of talk about you and this Dragonair yesterday, and you vere missing from class," he asked.

"Well," I began, not too sure on the details myself. "I was eating my lunch yesterday, and this Dragonair dragged me into the ocean...I guess it had its way with me, and then tried to kill me. This Zangoose...Drake...he saved my life...he killed the Dragonair, and did...something, and I woke up. Everyone thought I was dead...I tried to test my body a bit, but...I can't fight..."

"Vat do you mean?"

"Every time I try to use a move, be it Ember or Tackle, it just doesn't work..."

"At least you don't have to worry about holes in the backs of your shirts, anymore."

"I guess that IS a good thing..."

"Cheer up. You don't have to take any Training class, anymore."

"I do...they hired a private trainer...they said it could be either a Hitmonchan or Hitmonlee..."

"And you chose...?"

"The Hitmonchan trainer. I prefer to go on the defensive."

"I see...so want to play some Halo?"

"Why not? I have to stay in bed all day anyways..."

"Meet you inside."

I booted up the game, and as the menu loaded, someone knocked on the door. "Come in!" I shouted. "It's unlocked." As the music began to play, with that odd, airy voice unique to Halo, Cass stepped, almost hesitantly.

"Hey Joss...just came in t-too check in on you...I'm glad to see that you're alright..."

I motioned for her to sit on the bed next to me, and she did so. "Yeah...could be a bit better, but that can't really be helped, can it?"

Cass cleared her throat after a brief chuckle. "So what happened? All I heard is that a Dragonair nearly killed you..."

I sighed. "Cass...even I don't know the details, but what I do know is that I was dragged away from where I was eating by a Dragonair...she pulled me into the water, and...well, she raped me..." Cass sharply inhaled at that. "When she finished...she killed me...or at least tried to...this Zangoose...his name was Drake...he saved my life..."

Cass pulled me into a feathery hug, and I blushed, but hugged her back, pulling her close. "I wish I was there...but I was trying to get to Link...that failed, too..."

"What do you mean?"

"W-well...he knew what I was trying to do...I guess he saw me with you earlier..."

"We'll find a way, Cass...we'll find a way..."

A buzzing from the mic interrupted me. "Joss? Who are you talking to?"

I sighed. "I'm talking to Cass..."

"Oh...in that case, I'll give you your time..." I could hear rustling, as if he had taken off his mic. Doing the same, I looked at Cass.

"So...anything new?"

"Not really," she said. "Not much to do...my roommate isn't there, so I'm pretty bored for the time being."

"You could stay here for a bit..."

"Sure..."

I smiled at Cass. "Cass...thank you...not very many people care about me that much..."

"Don't sweat it...so what'cha doing?" She asked.

"Not much, not much," I answered. "Just confined to this bed all day..."

"That sucks..."

"Yeah...it does...well, it's not all bad...gives me an excuse to play videogames all day..." I yawned and stretched. "Speaking of which, Dimitri's waiting for me..."

"Sure he is...sure he is..." She smiled warmly. I grinned back and replaced the mic on my head.

"Dimitri, you there?" There was a rustling on the other end before he picked up.

"Finally...you two took your sveet time...so want to play online or just on Forge?"

"Either is fine," I replied, stifling another yawn. "Well...I have this idea for a map...we could make a field with random objects scattered throughout, place spawn points and guns, and test it."

"Joss...zat is so uncreative, yet so original...it doesn't even make sense...be right back, I found something."

Cass stared at me. "Wouldn't that be...I don't know, a bit bland?"

I looked at her. "When it gets down to it, it's really the cover and weapon placement that makes or breaks a map. Besides, that's really what all the pre-made maps are when you think about it."

"I guess you're right..."

I shrugged, and loaded the game. I tapped my foot against the bed while I waited. Every few moments I checked the screen, even though the announcer would let me know when someone joined. I was starting to grow impatient. "Dimitri, you there?" No answer. "Dimitri! Put on the mic!" I waited a few moments before pausing and putting the controller to the side.

I pushed the white blankets off of me before swinging my foot-paws off the side of the bed. Cass tried to push me back down. "Joss! They said you have to stay in bed and recover! What are you doing?" I pushed her wing to the side.

"Cass...somethings up with Dimitri...I'm going to check on hi-WHOA! Put me down!" I flailed for a moment as Cass scooped me up and held me bridal-style. "What are you doing?" I asked, repeating what she had just said seconds ago.

She grinned, which was odd seeing as she had a beak. "You said you needed to see Dimitri, and there's the fact that you shouldn't get out of bed. I take that as you shouldn't be running around, so I'll carry you. No harm done."

I shrugged in defeat. "Okay...his dorm is 223." Cass nodded, and with her foot swung the door open, stepping out into the hall. Being the weekend and such, there were some students milling around aimlessly. Upon seeing Cass and I, they would either wave, chuckle, or burst into raucous laughter, namely Garth and Zach doing the latter. Link stared at me, silent. It unnerved me to the point of shuddering. Cass seemed to notice, but didn't say anything.

When we reached Dimitri's dorm, Cass held me up to the door so I could knock, seeing as her hands...erm, wings were full. There was a grunt. I looked to Cass in slight confusion, and when she nodded, I twisted the nob and swung the door open.

Dimitri sat on the bed, his paws on his face. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching the television with a depressed look on his face. He sighed and motioned us inside, which we...well, Cass obeyed. The Prinplup set me down on the bed as gently as possible, and I placed an arm around his shoulder. "Something wrong, Dimitri?" He sighed. Nodding, he pointed to the TV, which was playing what looked to be a rerun of an old broadcast.

O.o.o.O.o.o.O

A Gardevoir sat behind a desk, speaking. Next to her, a small clip of a blazing forest played, showing hundreds of different Pokemon fleeing from an unknown force.

"The purge of Pinwheel Forest began early this morning, at approximately two-thirty in the morning. Thousands of Pokemon have been forced to flee from the blaze, causing mass disruption and over two-hundred casualties thus far. The fire was planned and started by none other than Team Plasma, the leading force in the Unova region. However, since the disbanding of the human force of Plasma, the Pokemon still remain,and making their own standards, purge parts of a region, slaughtering anyone who doesn't fit them. So far, some of these species specify being under a certain age, having a certain height to weight ratio, having a certain standard of living, not being shiny, and the last known trait is being heterosexual. ...this just in! According to several locals, Team Plasma had a motive for purging Pinwheel Forest before the next area on the list. The leaders of the Rebel Army, the Petrenkos, were rumored to have been hiding there. When the blaze began, Niko Petrenko joined the rebel army to attempt to fight off Plasma. Team Plasma outnumbered them twelve to one, and knowing it was a suicide mission, still honorably fought for the people. No one escaped. When detectives went to investigate the rumored home of the Petrenkos, Eva was found dead inside, presumably suicide. Team Plasma is rumored to have started moving out of Unova and spreading to other regions. We advise you to be careful. We will release more as we find out.

O.o.o.O.o.o.O

Dimitri sighed and turned the TV off, the screen flickering briefly before going black. "So now you know..."

I wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulder. "Look...I...I know that nothing I say will make you feel better, but know this...me and Cass...hell, everyone...we'll all be here for you, whenever you need us. Life goes on, and your parents are with Arceus now, watching you...protecting you...and they want you to be happy...just know that..."

He sniffed after a moment. "Thanks, guys...this means a lot, to me..."

Me and Cass smiled warmly. "Don't sweat it!"

Dimitri looked up at us, smiling, the tears now dried up. "Say...why don't you bring Joss back so ve can vork on zat map, aye?"

A/N- That's all for now...had trouble uploading because FFN's server crashed...anyways, I know that you can't wait for an update, but please don't check your inbox as every two seconds...I mean really, I can't update that fast.