Surprisingly, I got this done. Huh, I expected to finish this chapter within what… 6 months? Considering my slow pace, it's entirely possible. But somehow I'm finding myself motivated with this story. Now if I can keep it up is what I should mainly worry about.

Though finals week has officially murdered me. Like per usual.

snowwolf12132 - I actually was considering on letting the kid stay alive, but then decided against it. I had actually written a draft for that, but I just couldn't get the ending right… The something just seemed missing or whatever. So I decided to end it with the kid dying and voila! Worked out surprisingly well. And hopefully I can keep this story interesting for you!

maycontestdrew - Why thank you, I should hope my writing style is engaging. I'm still trying to work it out though, and I'm sure there's going to be quite a bit of errors in this chapter, so apologies on that end. And I hope you'll enjoy this story (assuming I can keep up with it haha)

ShadedLyht - Unexpected? The end was unexpected? Haaaahhh, I honestly thought the end was pretty predictable. I'm glad that you thought so! And thanks for the support, hopefully I can keep up with expectations!

Farla - I'll have to thank you for the criticism. I was pretty aware of plotholes then and it was bugging me a bit, so your review really helped me out in that department. I'm honestly happy that you took the time to write out that entire part and elaborated it clearly for me. So thank you! I really appreciate that :)

PBComplextion - Thanks! I'm glad my writing style intrigued you, and I hope I can keep it up. And much thanks for reading the rules too. And welll, one of your Pokemon is rather overrated, but as long as there's a justification (and a good one at that), I'm rather ok with it. Thanks for the support, it means a lot.

SnapshotSilica - Thank you for the support! And yea, like I said I was honestly going to let the boy stay alive, but decided against it, because once again, I couldn't get the ending right. What else could the boy have done? Cry? I mean I wanted to created an impact of sorts, and I felt that sparing him wouldn't... create that? I'm just confusing you am I. Well enough of that, I hope this is a good chapter for you!

And without further ado, here's the first chapter!

2138:

11 years ago

The smell of the fresh air in the tiny town never failed to relax him.

As the man walked down the dirt road, he stared up at the sky, glancing at the rising sun as it gradually brightened it up, colors blending together to make a magnificent sight. He could hear the enthusiastic chirps of passerby Pokemon, whether it be a trainer's Pokemon or a wild one. It was rather relaxing, and he could feel the tension at his shoulders leaving as he passed by trainers ready to start their days.

It had been a long three days. Three, long, stressful days. Days that had him working for entire nights, which he usually never had to do. As a Pokemon doctor, it was his duty to take care of the injured at the Pokemon Center, and he was well aware of his job. However, it was one of those rare nights that had him running around the center, hopping in different rooms every few or so minutes to tend to each and every individual Pokemon. His eyes were heavy, he noted as he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and he just wanted to collapse on his bed and take a long nap.

Well. That and greet his beautiful wife and daughter at their home of course. He hadn't seen or heard of them the entire time he was working, as he was cooped up in the center.

He gripped the handle of his suitcase harder and picked up his pace a little, eager to finally return to the warm household.

There was a gentle breeze and another wave of fresh air, one that Verdenturf Town was famous for. He was rather glad he and his wife decided to move into this town. One that was remote, wasn't urban. Just one that was fresh and pure. It was one of those towns that just radiated happiness. Townspeople always seemed to have a content smile on their faces. Children were always roaming around the town, laughing and giggling as they played games with each other. It was common to see a group of Pokemon under a tree, lazing around under the cool weather.

He definitely preferred a countryside town over a metropolitan city. The content environment was something that he craved.

He soon reached the doorstep to his small house and smiled to himself at the familiar sight. "I'm home!" he called as he opened the door.

When he went inside and closed the door, he could hear the small pitter-patter of tiny feet running towards his direction. "Dad! You're back!" a young 12 year old girl shouted, as she threw her arms out to him. He hugged her in return, noting at how she seemed to be growing taller day by day. His Castform floated to him from behind his daughter, letting out a squeak as a greeting. When he let go of his daughter, the man patted Castform's head, as it laughed and nuzzled him in return.

"How was work?" his daughter asked, bouncing on her heels, as he hung his coat on the hanger next to the door and set his suitcase down. She hadn't started her Pokemon journey yet, as she had opted to stay at home. She still felt too attached to her home, and didn't feel the need to leave so early. Instead she felt like she was too young, and the blonde wanted to fully prepare herself for her journey. She didn't even want to be a trainer or coordinator. If anything, she wanted to be a nurse or doctor, just like her dad.

She didn't need to leave the house in order to be a doctor. She could just learn from him.

"Tiring," he answered. "But rewarding, like always," he smiled, ruffling her hair as he walked by her, in search of his wife. The girl pouted as she tried to refix her now mused up hair.

He found his wife in the kitchen, next to the stove as she was making breakfast for the family. Her Bellossom was on the counter, as it seemed like the grass type Pokemon was keeping track of the toast in the toaster oven to make sure it didn't burn.

"Well… Were you too busy to even say hello to your dearly beloved?" the man drawled teasingly, draping himself over her back as he hugged her, her back against his chest. He could already tell what her reaction was going to be though.

The woman rolled her eyes at his action, flipping over the omelet in the pan as she did so. "I could've said hello sooner had I not been a good wife and made you and the family breakfast." She nudged his side with her elbow, glancing to side to smirk at him playfully. "I mean I could just leave this up to yourself, but we all know how horrible you are in the kitchen."

He raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

She turned back to face the stove, deeming the omelet perfectly fried before turning the stove off. "You're excused, darling," she said, only to be answered by a good-natured chuckle. She felt his grip around her waist tighten as the dark-brunette nuzzled his head into the curve of her neck. "Did you miss me though?" he muttered, placing a small kiss on her neck.

The blonde woman sighed once again and smiled softly. "Don't be so full of yourself," she said, before turning completely to face him, his arms still around her. "But I did miss you. I guess," she looked into his eyes as she said so, pulling him in for a quick kiss before shoving him lightly away.

"Now get going, you still got a table to set up. I mean, I can't do everything around here all the time y'know? I still got some frying to finish up here."

The man laughed to himself, as he proceeded to do so. His eyes were locked onto his wife's back, pondering to himself at what he even did to deserve such a person. He always wondered why and how the woman fell in love with him. What he even did, he didn't know. But he was glad to have her and their daughter and Pokemon in his life.

He heard his wife shout for their daughter to come help her out with breakfast when he was done setting up the table. His daughter flew into the kitchen, Castform following close behind her. The Pokemon had a certain attachment to her, even though he was his Pokemon. The man would make an exception though, the Pokemon had been with her ever since she was born.

His daughter made her way to her mother, soon enough bickering with the woman about the differences between chocolate and vanilla, as she preferred the former over the ladder. Her mother couldn't understand her child's fondness toward chocolate ice cream for some reason. Their bickering continued on for a few minutes, and the man laughed to himself again. The woman's Bellossom turned gaze away from the toaster oven, to send an annoyed and resigned glance at the duo, before glancing at the man. She rolled her eyes as she gestured to them, but the man knew better. The small smile creeping its way to the Pokemon's face clearly gave her away, but he decided to indulge her anyway as he nodded at her.

It was times like these where he could completely forget just how tired he even was because of the wonderful people and Pokemon that made up his family.

Once again, what did he do to deserve them? He had no idea. But he was just so so glad he could spend the rest of his life with his family and Pokemon.

However, as he gave his full attention to the humorous argument in front of him, the man didn't notice the sudden quietness that fell around the town.

Chapter 1: Beginnings

2149: Present

Kaitlyn Brooks was in a tight spot. Definitely, in a tight spot.

Currently, the nineteen-year old girl was scavenging around the abandoned town in the middle of Route 103, looking for something, anything, to eat. Whether it be a loaf of bread or a small Oran Berry, she didn't care. Her stomach definitely wouldn't complain. She just needed something to eat. And some water would also help her predicament a lot as well.

Though it would help more if she could get some food for her Pokemon first. Surely they deserved the food more than her, for all the hard work they even do. She probably could last for another few more days without food.

Her Petilli hopped around next to her, just as desperate as Kaitlyn was, as he scavenged around as well. Looking to the side, he saw his trainer glancing around the vicinity, before eyeing the broken down Pokemart store. Well, whatever remained of it anyways.

Walls were cracked and the ceiling looked like it was about to inwardly collapse. The Petilli floated over to the door of the Pokemart, observing it. He noted that it was jammed shut.

He heard his trainer's footsteps behind him. She placed her hand on the jammed door, looking for any way to open the jammed slide doors. She sighed and put her hand down, noting that there wasn't any use. The Petilli continued to nudge her, encouraging her to try and find another way, but she only shook her head.

"Leo, it's ok. We can always try food in another town or store anyways," she said to the grass type Pokemon. Both of them however, knew that chances of doing that were low.

The last time Kaitlyn and her Pokemon had a meal was probably a week ago, and the last time they even had any water was two days ago. Kaitlyn had always had a scrawny and gangly build. Everyone knew about that. People had always compared to her to a fishbone back then, much to her dismay.

Add that to the current situation she was in, and she was severely malnourished. Leo wouldn't be surprised if people started comparing Kaitlyn to a skeleton rather than a fishbone.

She may be determined to give him whatever rations they found, but she obviously forgot how stubborn he could be. He already promised to look out for her and Kit, the Vibrava who was currently resting in Kaitlyn's Pokeball, and he intended to keep that promise.

No matter the circumstances, he had vowed to keep a smile on their faces. The Petilli never wanted to let either Kaitlyn or Kit down. Ever. Again.

The girl however, didn't seem to notice his reverie, as she turned to walk away, ready to find another place to search at, dull green eyes hopelessly scanning around the area again. Leo immediately snapped out of his thoughts, and quickly made his way over her, tugging at her dark turquoise jacket to stop her from walking. He pulled at her jacket pocket, gesturing toward Kit's Pokeball. Kit's right here, just have him break down the door! he thought, trying to convey his thoughts as best as he could through his squeaks.

She continued to look cluelessly at him, but understood that he wanted her to take Kit out of his Pokeball. She took out the Pokeball and enlarged it, before throwing it up in the air.

The Vibrava was released into the air, settling down onto the girl's head, briefly musing up her auburn hair. Did you need something?

Kit glanced at her, expecting her to give him a command to do something, but she shook her head, gesticulating toward Leo instead. Leo cleared his throat lightly, catching the Vibrava's attention. Apparently, Kaitlyn forgot that you could easily bust down this door, and gave up, thinking that there's no hope left or this Pokemart. That silly girl. Mind proving her wrong? He was answered with a slow nod in return.

The Vibrava was about to power up to unleash an Earth Power, determined to break down the doors that would promise their own survival. Kaitlyn's eyes widened, becase much to the Pokemons' dismay, still having no idea what he was doing. "W-wait, Kit. What are yo-"

And then, the silence that surrounded them stopped.

A tell-tale snap of a twig underfoot. Someone was behind them, and he or she was getting closer. She hoped to Arceus that the said person hadn't seen her.

She couldn't deal with a confrontation. She could afford a confrontation.

Kit had stopped powering up his Earth Power and was looking nervously at the direction of the noise. Kaitlyn seemed to be about to get into a panic attack. The only one in the group to keep a level head was Leo, and he ushered everyone as quickly as his little form could to the side of the building, behind a bush. It really was the only place that provided any protection at such an open area.

It was a young man. One with extremely pale skin and raven black hair tied back into a slight ponytail with some strands of hair framing his face. His skin and hair a complete mess, probably because he hadn't washed himself for a long time. He had surprisingly different colored eyes, his left eye blue and right eye green. He was extremely tall compared to her measly 5'5 too as he seemed to be at least 6 feet tall. Perhaps taller. Kaitlyn was intimidated already.

But that wasn't all.

If anything really really intimidated her, it was the nasty scar over his right eye. She had no idea what the young man ever did to even get that scar in the first place, but she didn't even want to know. She didn't want to involve herself with him. She had no idea what he would even do with her if he found her out.

What could he even do? Demand supplies from her? Demand her to hand over her Pokemon? Mock her for her current situation? Injure her with a weapon or with his Pokemon?

Take advantage of her? She shuddered to herself at the horrid thought.

The opportunities were endless. And see here, this is why she didn't want to involve herself with anyone ever again.

She had no idea if the man had seen her hiding behind the sad excuse of a hiding spot, but it was the only thing she had. She could only just hope that he had not seen any sign of her and move along. Or hope that he had at least some pity to let her go. If the food in the Pokemart was all he wanted, she would gladly hand it over. Really. She would. Whole-heartedly.

Two Pokemon followed him by his side. A bipedal, gray, fox like Pokemon with crimson and black accents, smirking to himself as he trotted alongside his trainer. The other Pokemon looked rather similar to him, except having yellow and white fur rather than shades of black, gray, and crimson. She had a long snout, with giant yellow and red ears. A Zoroark and a Braixen.

Even if they were found and stood their ground to fight, Kaitlyn knew it would be hopeless for them. She wasn't even a great fighter, let alone a battler. And the type-disadvantage was discouraging as well.

The raven-haired man slowed his already slow pace, pulling to a stop right in front of the Pokemart doors. There was a pause, as he studied a door, and then he eyed the dark-type Pokemon next to him. The said Pokemon seemed to know exactly what to do.

Getting his paws in position, the Zoroark got ready for a powerful Focus Blast, intent on blasting open the door as he proceeded to do so. The door soon enough gave away, leaving an opening that anyone could follow through. The man was about to crawl his way through, but first gave a look to the fire type Pokemon behind him, and she nodded in return. Steadily, the man made his way into the Pokemart, the dark-type Pokemon following close behind him. The Braixen stayed behind, standing right in front of the Pokemart store.

The Pokemon was keeping watch. Oh dear Arceus, Kaitlyn was screwed.

The Pokemon patrolled around the front of the building, her orange cat-like eyes observing everything around her. Moments after looking, her gaze rested on a bush. The very same bush that Kaitlyn and the others were trying to hide behind.

Kaitlyn knew what this meant. They were seen. If only she had a good escape route. But if she even stepped a foot out of her sad hiding spot, she would be out in the open. And who knows what that Pokemon would do.

She quietly returned Kit into his Pokeball, ignoring his protests to stay out to support his trainer. She tried to do the same with Leo, but he refused to even do so, defiantly glaring at her, daring for her to even try doing so.

What could have been minutes felt like hours. Hours that the fox like Pokemon spent staring. Just staring. With no signs of doing anything otherwise.

The man carefully stepped back outside, carrying a few bags of food and supplies in his hands, and approached the silent fire-type Pokemon, Zoroark following close behind. He stopped in his tracks when the Pokemon faced him, raising an eyebrow, as if he was silently communicating with her.

He took a step toward the bush. Kaitlyn stiffened up, huddling herself as close to the bush as possible. Her knees were pushed to her chest as she wrapped her arms around them, head buried in her knees as she shivered in anticipation. Leo tensed up as well, readying himself to jump out and fight if he needed to.

There was another long silence.

Then a voice. "... I know you're there," the man softly said.

Her breathing shifted into something more extreme. Leo could tell Kaitlyn was hyperventilating now. The man and the Pokemon could probably hear her erratic breathing even from there, as it gradually got even louder.

The Petilli knew he had to do something. Hadn't he promised he would look out for her and Kit no matter what? What type of Pokemon would he be if he couldn't?

At the moment, one thing was clear. Kaitlyn was in trouble. And she didn't have any idea what to do. It was that man's fault. It was his fault she was in this state in the first place. He was a threat to them. He was a threat to their safety. He was a threat to Kaitlyn's safety. The Petilli had no idea what he had to do to get the man to leave them alone but he -

And then suddenly the Pokemon felt… content. There was a reassuring voice that he could hear from the back of his head, just talking to him. A calm, soothing voice. He didn't know where it came from, but he felt like he was at peace.

Don't worry. The faint voice said, quietly speaking to him. It sounded a little muffled, and he could barely hear it, but he still managed to decipher the words. Trust your instincts. You and your trainer will be safe. Don't fear what's ahead of you. There's nothing to worry about.

Strangely enough, he believed the sincere voice. He could feel himself relax, and he got up a bit from the ground, rustling a few stray leaves as he did so. It caught Kaitlyn's attention, as she lifted her head from her knees. They exchanged a look, and her eyes widened when she figured out what the Pokemon was going to do. "Leo, what are you-"

He carefully stepped out of the bush, facing the man and his two Pokemon. The man was crouching down to be leveled with Leo, as if to show that he meant no harm. The two other Pokemon were still standing, but they didn't seem to be in a battle position or anything. If anything, they seemed to have their guards completely down The Zoroark was nonchalantly glancing at the sky, not really caring about the situation presented in front of him while the Braixen had a rather gentle smile on her face.

Leo felt more reassured. He still had his guard up a bit, but he felt better about the situation.

The Braixen took a step toward him. He stiffened again.

The Pokemon started to speak to him. You're still worried? Don't worry, Warren wouldn't hurt anyone.

Leo eyed the man's burn scar on his face. The Braixen cringed slightly and sighed. Well. Without reason.

Her troubled expression then cleared up as quick as it had gone away. He's a gentle soul, I promise. I know he seems like he wouldn't be with how intimidating he looks, but he's anything but that. If anything, he was wondering if you guys needed anything. She gestured to the bags on the ground with a sweep of her tail.

The Petilli weighed his were food. Supplies. Everything that they had needed for the past week was in those bags. Only a fool wouldn't accept them.

But then again. How could he risk his trainer's safety if the Pokemon was lying?

The voice inside his head spoke again. Don't doubt yourself. The answer is right in front of you. You are safe. There's nothing to worry about.

The Petilli found himself slowly nodding, agreeing with the voice. It sounded much more clear, not as muffled as it was before. There was that sincerity and clarity that had him convinced that the voice was speaking nothing but the truth.

He decided to take a gamble. He took a step toward the man.

He knew he was pushing his luck. His instincts were telling him that the man had good intentions for whatever reason, and he decided to trust them. However, if his instincts were wrong, then it could be all over for them. They could be dead in seconds. It was a risky move.

But it was a risk he was willing to take.

There was no reaction from the man. He was still crouched down. His physical features still frightened him a little, with his big build and everything. But there was a certain aura around him. Something Leo couldn't explain. Is aura was anything but intimidating. Trusting.

He took another step. And then another step. Until he was right in front of the man, making eye contact with him. Then a long silence.

A tall man, a tiny Pokemon, and a long silence.

The man brought his hand up, hovering a bit over Leo's head. Watching from behind the bush, Kaitlyn tensed up again. Leo didn't move.

What happened next was surprising to Kaitlyn, yet not so astonishing to Leo.

The man smiled softly. And pat Leo's head. The voice at the back of Leo's head once again spoke. See? You were worrying too much. You are safe. You were worrying about nothing.

And then Leo understood.

"Wait.. Leo?" He heard Kaitlyn's voice from afar, her voice sounding slightly betrayed. Breaking eye contact with the man, the Pokemon bounded back toward his trainer, nudging her out of the bush in the process, intentionally doing so to force his trainer to meet the man. The raven-haired man wasn't a threat, and he didn't want his trainer to fret any longer. Though easily said then done, he thought, as Kaitlyn cowered slightly from the man's rather terrifying height as he stood up.

He could've sworn he heard the Zoarark's snickers a few feet away, only to stop after a hard shove from the Braixen. Yeah. Serves him right.

Kaitlyn stood in front of the man and felt like she was shrinking under the man's steady gaze. Yes, she generally trusted Leo's judgement. His judgement was normally a lot better than her's, but that didn't mean she wasn't careful. She cleared her throat a little, and winced at how loud it was. "Um.. hello."

No reply.

"Um… I'm Kaitlyn, and this is Leo," she introduced awkwardly.

A long pause. And then a reply. "Warren. The Zoroark is Vex and the Braixen is Vera," he said curtly. Both of the Pokemon nodded.

There was another long awkward pause. Kaitlyn was too nervous to easily execute the conversation and Warren too unused to talking to others to do so.

With bags of supplies still in one of his hands, he took out a separate bag and gruffly held it out in front of him. Kaitlyn flinched at his sudden movement, but calmed down when she realized what he was doing. She eyed the bag, raising an eyebrow slightly. What am I supposed to do here?

Warren sighed in slight exasperation. His arm was getting tired holding out this bag for the auburn-haired girl. Slowly, to not startle the girl, he placed the bag of supplies into her arms and stepped back, not knowing what else to do. Vex snickered at his trainer's awkwardness.

She looked through the contents in the bag and smiled, her green eyes slowly brightening. Everything they needed was in here. From first-aid supplies, to cooking equipment. There was a map, matches, rope, and so so much food. She never expected such a gruff man to be so… kind. In a world like this, it wasn't uncommon for people to steal from each other or even kill each other for whatever contents they had. In a world like this, it was hard to find such kindness from other people. Frankly, she was lucky she managed to come across this guy out of all things. "Thanks," she smiled.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he turned around, making his way to leave. Wait. He was leaving already?

"W-wait!"

He turned around to face her, eyeing her carefully. For a moment Kaitlyn was intimidated again from his demeanor, suddenly well aware of the burn scar on his face again. Granted his burn scar seemed to take up most of his face, though it was mostly centered around his right eye. For some reason she had completely forgotten it was there for a while.

It was with that she remembered his generosity. His surprising gentleness. And suddenly she wasn't so scared anymore.

"Um… if that's alright with you… could I join you?" she asked quietly.

There was an inexplicable sort of emotion she could see in his eyes as she had asked the question, she realized, as if he was in some sort of turmoil. She immediately regretted it. She obviously did not think this through and cringed at her… eloquent words. Even if he had been incredibly kind, he probably wouldn't appreciate her intrusiveness. Oh Arceus, what if he just preferred to spend his time alone? She really screwed up here.

Kaitlyn took a step back, ready to make a quick retreat, stumbling across her words. "I-i mean, if that's ok with you, b-but if it's not then that's totally fine. I mean, it's not like I'm going to be offended, if anything you're the one who's probably going to be offended. Oh gosh, you are offended are you, I'm so sorry about th-" she stopped in mid-babble when she felt Vex nudged her slightly, cackling under his breath, probably because of her embarrassment.

Warren's back was facing her again his head still turned to her though. Without any words he gestured her to come with him as he continued walking to the direction he was heading to before. It was acknowledgment. It was acceptance.

It was his confirmation.

And that was more than enough for her.

So without any words either, she picked up her pace to catch up with the silent man, Leo following behind her with Vex and Vera following Warren's lead.

The glaring sun. The blue skies and white clouds. The unpredictable landscapes. The rustling of the leaves. The shifts of the wind patterns. The cries of the wild Pokemon.

The calls of the wild.

It was something that Aster Drake always craved for if he was being honest with himself. It was the one thing that seemed to remain a constant because if anything, there was never a chance that it would disappear.

The world that was now was an unstable one. He could still remember when everything crashed down around him, and even then he still had no idea how such a innocent world turned into something like this. It was like something that only happened in fiction. He could still remember a video game that he had played as a child that had an eerily similar plot to this, but even then he could never finish the game due to it's difficulty. But nothing about that.

Dwelling on the past wasn't going to change anything. This was a literal game of survival. And at the moment his life was in peril.

As if she could read his thoughts, his Gardevoir, Celestine, looked at him exasperatedly.

Okay, so maybe he was exaggerating. But even then, he was caught in a dead end.

His supply stock was reaching to an all new low, and it was beginning to worry him. The place he was at was also leaving him more apprehensive than ever as well. Not to mention, his need for some food. A readjusted his backpack, wincing at it's lightness.

He needed to find a new client. Anyone really, he didn't even care. As more time passed he had less and less clients. Probably because they either died or just never felt the need to come back. Population patterns and all that crap. The black-haired teen tensed up again. Celestine shoved at him in an attempt to calm him and break the tension. It was a rather horrible attempt though, as it had nearly knocked him over, causing him to uncharacteristically stumble on his feet. She smiled sweetly at him, as he whipped around to glare at the Psychic-type Pokemon, and he noticed how overly sweet it was. He narrowed his eyes at her. She laughed. Mhm. Yeah, sure. How hilarious.

He knew what she was trying to do though, and appreciated her actions, knowing full well what her actions meant. He thanked the Gardevoir after she was done laughing with a simple pat on her shoulder. In a way, she was right. He was more determined than ever before

No matter the circumstances, he wasn't going to give in. Not a chance.

After all, he was the Devil. And the Devil had a reputation to uphold after all.

Kaitlyn Brooks - Leo (Petilli) and Kit (Vibrava) - SnapshotSilica

Warren Monger - Vex (Zoroark) and Vera (Braixen) - W. R. Winters

Aster Drake - Celestine (Gardevoir) and (?) - PBComplexion

And with that is the first chapter! I'm not sure if this was the best writing, as some parts felt choppy, but ehhh it'll do. I'm pretty happy with how long it was though, I've never really written long chapters before. My max was always like 2K and that was it. I definitely had lots of fun writing this chapter though, and I have lots planned for it. Hopefully I can keep up at this pace or something, and hey, maybe I might even be able to update faster. Who knows as of this point.

Thanks so much for the OC's submissions! They're all really great characters and I can't wait to start working with them. It might take some time to introduce new characters and get the plot going, so please bare with me.

As of now, I think I mentioned this before, but I'll say it again. There's one more male spot that's open as of this point, though it'll be rather difficult to get him in. So, new readers if you're reading this, feel free to submit one and be creative with this OC! I'll be looking forward to seeing them.

And without further ado, we close off this chapter. If you have any suggestions with this writing style, feel free to criticize me again. I feel like I had wayyy to many awkward words here, but that could be just me. Who knows?

Bye for now!