10.
Molly awoke to the kisses of frantic Houndour. She opened her eyes slowly and let out a whimper of pain. Her body was stiff and heavy and something warm curled around her, Two somethings, actually. She opened her eyes and groaned. That really hurt to do.
Mary and Usa jumped her in an instant, hugging her and crying about something. She smelled like something burnt. Her brain wobbled in her head. "What happened?" Molly looked down. Her clothes were badly burnt, supplies barely salvageable and an egg by her legs.
The sight of the egg brought flickers of memories, the smell of flame and coughing up smoke. She looked to her side. Urgh, she had barfed in her sleep. From the smoke, it was likely. From a fire that she had somehow ended up in, and survived.
"How am I…?" She started coughing. "How am I still alive?"
Her Pokemon didn't seem to care, they were too busy hugging her close. As she sat up, the faint whiff of smoke faded away.
She looked around again and frowned at the sight of heavy prints in the dried mud.
"Molly!" a voice screamed in the distance.
"Papa!" Molly picked up the egg before she had realized it, waving. She didn't remember much of what happened, and her body still ached all over, but somehow… she just got the feeling she had had an incredible adventure! And she wasn't even a Pokemon trainer yet!
The egg in her arms made a tiny wobble.
And in the distance, a lion roared. In a sober state of mind, she would have known its name.
A/N: And that's the end of Molly's little adventure. It got away from me but I hope you all enjoyed it!