Congrats guys. I've combined every OC (including Elfleda and my other two, unrevealed OCs) onto one document. It's a little over 14,000 words. I believe we have a little near/at fifteen... So confusion will be cleared, Terra's POV in this chapter starts a little before Krista's POV from Destiny. Also my lovies, if you are to send more OCs in, I request you do it over personal message. I'm still in need of villains (remember: three OCs per person). No more heroes unless I specifically request you to do so!
ALSO: Not everyone's OC will be revealed in the first three chapters. Some may come later in the story. Do not worry. They'll come at some point. For those of you who can't understand Western dialect... I'm sorry... Oh, by the way, Tumpelo made up a group of bandits. Thanks :)
Chapter 2
Mischievous
Terra's POV
"Thank you so very much, madam!" The old lady in front of me thanked me. She was rather short and wizened, her voice crackled with her age. I smiled but I didn't need this. "No need, madam. If you were to thank anyone, thank Firebeam and Armordash." Armordash happened to be out. He boastfully held a steel chest up and gave a sharp smirk. I was in front of an inn on the outskirts of Goldenrod, talking to the lady who had owned it.
The people I had chased after had stolen from her. I saw it happening, so I quickly went after them. I had brought them to the police and saw them being put behind bars. After some conversation, the lady tried to offer me an award. "No thanks. I'll be fine, miss." I had spoke to her before turning around and walking down an immense hill. You could see the sun setting in the corner, making it obvious night was coming soon.
"I might as well check out the town. Maybe I could get something to eat." I had gotten the bounty from the shield. Why not use it? Strolling down the path made it evident it was a busy town. I could see people swarming like Combee up ahead. Building and businesses of all kinds lined the street ahead; inns, banks, lawyers, Pokemon caretakers, Pokemon groomers, Pokemon feed stores, groceries, farmers' markets, so and so forth...
As I came closer to the busy city, I could hear the constant chatter of busy people more clearer. The sounds of laughter, chatting, and Pokemon's cries filled the air. I felt like a loner without Armordash by my side... I was growing tired and hungry. My eyes caught onto a sign that said "INN—We serve food!" I shrugged my shoulders. "Well that's convenient." I thought. I went into the inn. It was ominously empty... The front counter had no one. No one sat at the chair that were around the bar-like room. No one was in there. I was tempted to let my fingers entangled into my pistol.
"Hello?" I tentatively asked for someone. I looked around. Still no one. I was about to go upstairs to see if anyone was up there. I halted when I heard a creak. It came from behind a door that was next to the counter. Sneakily, I went up and let fumbled fingers open to door. I was shocked when I saw a man—who appeared to be the innkeeper—tied to a chair. With wide eyes and a worried expression, he tried to say something behind the confinement of a band. I was surprised when a Cacturne appeared behind me and tossed me to the ground.
Suddenly, the sound of mischievous chuckling filled the room. I looked to see a man. He was about six-four and slightly lanky. He had slightly tanned, rough-looking skin, proving his outlaw-like nature. He acerbically bore dark gray eyes at my metallic gray ones. His short, wavy blonde hair was also dirty. He wore an aged tan duster coat and leather gloves. On top of his head, he wore a matching gambler hat. He also attired of a dark red shirt and jeans with tears and holes in them. On his feet were black cowboy boots with silver stitching.
"You oughta be quiet, sir. You see here, I was just politely comin' here to collect my money from this man... And you know what he does? He punches me. You don't fight James." He taunted the innkeeper with a wad of money, shuffling near the cashier's face. "You see... I'm not the one to mess with. Right, Saguaro?" He asked to his Cacturne. "Cacturne." The Cacturne responded. I shuffled underneath the Cacturne's (who was supposedly named Saguaro), weight. As I did, it caused my hat to fall off.
I guess it must of revealed my feminine features because the outlaw's eyes went wide and his teeth began to grit against each other. "You're notta sir! You're a ma'am! Saguaro, take care of this girl before I have to." The outlaw ordered. Saguaro pushed me harder onto the floor and lifted an arm to send it to my head. The action caused one of my Pokeballs to open, releasing one of my Pokemon in a beam of bright red light. Suddenly, my Gardevoir, Warpstrike, appeared.
Her calm, blood red eyes grew big. She held a light green hand in shock, covering the scar on her lower face. "Warpstrike! Use Will-O-Wisp!" Warpstrike formed a blue blaze in her palms. She shot it at the Cacturne. He got off of me, grunting in pain as he did. "Cacturrrneee!" He screeched in the pain he received from the burn. I swiftly got up, pullling a pistol out from my belt and pointing it at the man. "Jokes over, boy." I madly spat at him, making him flinch.
I became more anger when he commenced to chuckle again. "You think you'll laugh when I shot you?" I snapped at him. He smirked before he whistled. A red beam of light came from his duster coat, releasing a Machamp who stood in front of him. It suddenly started to charge towards me. I didn't want to shot the Machamp, so I just began to order Warpstrike after it. "Warpstrike! Use Hypnosis!" Warpstrike leaped in front of me. She sent spiral waves at the Machamp.
As soon as it hit the Machamp, it fell to the ground—asleep. "Now, use Dream Eater!" Rays of purple aura formed around the Machamp's head. Warpstrike began to eat the dreams out of the Machamp, making the Machamp thrash around in its sleep. "Saguaro, use Pin Missile!" I looked behind me to see the burning Cacturne hold his arms out. Suddenly, spikes came shooting out of his arms—some even on fire. They hit Warpstrike, making her fall back. Due to her low defense, she had suffered a lot of damage.
However, she somehow floated upward. "Warpstrike, use Magical Leaf!" Using her powers, she made radiating leaves. They all hit the Cacturne. However, he suffered little damage. I gritted my teeth. I heard rousing coming from the Machamp. It got up with a raged expression. "Breaker, use Strength to toss the Gardevoir out of the way!" The Machamp ran towards Warpstrike, easily tossing her light body onto the ground. This action caused some of the planks of the floor to come out of place.
She still had some energy. Without my command, she used a last resort. Pink aura surrounded her as she fainted. The aura went back to me and into the Pokeballs that were in my belt. "Healing Wish. Good job, girl." I returned her. But when I looked up, they were all gone. I looked to see the innkeeper trying to untie himself. I looked around, trying to find the outlaw. "Where did the varmint go?" I asked in an angered tone.
The innkeeper pointed his head towards a door in the back of the room. I quickly ran after the outlaw, my fingers brushing against my pistol. "You're going down..."
Ariel's POV
Goldenrod proved to be busy in the morning. People were heading to work—some to the mines to try and find whatever gold was left, some to work at the bars, so on and so forth. Oh. I should do a proper introduction, right? I'm Ariel Fairfield. I'm seventeen years of age. My occupation? Nothin' really. Some people call me the... "Flirty Thief"...
"Y-You come back here!" A man yelled at me, his Mightyena growing fiercely at me. In my hand, I held a wad a cash. Smirking, I deviously put it in my dark blue, knee-length skirt's pocket. I was around six feet tall at the time and was an average weight. As I dashed ahead, my light brunette hair was teased by the wind; making it hard to notice that it went to my shoulder blades.
I wore a cyan sleeveless blouse that day. Along with that, I wore a white belt that had silver clasps for my Pokeballs. My chocolate brown, high cut boots kicked up dust as I ran down the crowded streets of Goldenrod. I didn't dare look back with my light blue eyes. I was sure the sunlight made the little silver in my eyes noticeable.
You see, what had happened was... I was on one of my thieving sessions again. That guy's face was red enough to make him pass for a Voltorb! His Mightyena was high on my tail along with curious and cornered locals. Turning a corner, I found myself in a less crowded area of the town. However, I could still hear the vicious barking of the Mightyena. I knew that if that Pokemon caught me, I would be in a load of trouble.
Fumbling fingers onto one of Pokeballs, I turned on a heel towards the Mightyena. It still charged at me as I released my Pokemon. Out came a colossal Torterra who held her head up high. Her brutal and bulky appearance scared the Mightyena. Before it could run back to its master, I ordered my Torterra. "Aspen! Use Razor Leaf!" As the Mightyena commenced to run off, Aspen shook herself, making leaves fall off of the tree that grew on her back.
She shot them forward, hitting the Mightyena successfully. It yelped, scurrying along faster. Aspen and I laughed, finding it funny how weak the poor Pokemon was. I walked up to her, petting her head and smirking. "You did great, Aspen! Thanks for savin' me, girl!" She smiled as she wagged her immense tail around. I returned her. I looked around to see that the few locals were oblivious to what had happened. I shrugged my shoulders.
"I should probably use this money to buy some food..." True. I hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon. Why not? Or I could of stolen the food instead...
Elfleda's POV
"Ya did what?" My boss snapped at me. I completely saw this coming... My boss was a lanky man and stood at six-five. He bore dark eyes at me. He wore a red-plaid button up and a pair of blue jeans. He also wore a tan vest with matching boots. I eyed the scar running from his eye to his chin. He had messy black hair that shone gray in the scarce light of the bar. The messiness proved his busy lifestyle. I fiddled with my sweaty hands, nervous to be speaking to my boss. Thankfully, it wasn't visible that I lightly shivered because my body was relaxed on the chair I sat on.
"S-Sir! I-I-I didn't ask him to! I didn't cause it! It was that rude man! He..." I was interrupted rudely by my boss. "No! It's because of you that I'm losin' business! Now... We got a few options. I could fire you and you could work for someone else. I've heard the other bosses of the bars in this town are much, much meaner than me... or I could send you to work in the brothel down the street, hun." He practicality spat in my face.
I flinched at the thought, feeling my body being taken over by cold chills. "P-Please don't, Dominic—I mean, I-I mean, sir!" My teeth chattered now. I was tempted to grab my Braviary, Joey, to get my boss away... But I would be fired if I did. Or worse... I could've been thrown in jail... His features roughened even more. There was a silence between us. "Tell ya what. I'll give ya a warnin'. But anymore of this, I'll have you down the street in no time. Alrigh'?" He forgave me thankfully. I nodded, too afraid to answer.
He spat at the ground in front of me. I flinched, appalled at his rude action. "You can go now. But you're working overtime again tomorrow!" He spat at me again before I rushed out. It was late at night. There was only a few people walking on the street. I could hear the laughter of a few drunk men sounding the street. The casino was still open, the sound of people hollering and laughing filling the streets.
I looked up to see a full moon. The stars were bright and they covered the immense sky above. I smirked, happy to see the beautiful sight. I walked down the steps of the bars patio and onto the dirt of the street. I pulled out a Premier Ball and released my Braviary. Joey flapped his wings, making some dust fly around. I laughed, happy to see Joey. He was a gargantuan Braviary. He was taller than me! He was strong, too. I stroked his muscular shoulder, as he nuzzled into my touch.
"Hey buddy..." I timidly spoke. He squawked, drawing close my stomach. I felt some tears rousing to form in my eyes. He looked up with eyes akin to the ones he would give me when he was only a Rufflet—adorable and loving. His beak had pliant a frown. "I'm okay, buddy. Just... take me home. Please." I mused. He squawked once again, ignore my plea. He nestled my stomach again. "C-Come on..." I shyly mused. He drew back, tucking his monolithic wings in as he did. He squawked weakly. His face showed nothing but worry and concern.
He finally gave in, lowering down so I could climb onto him. I did so, gripping my hands in his feathers as he flew up. Dust flew up along with us, causing a small dust cloud. He flew above the city, flapping his massive wings as he did. We finally came to a small hill on the outskirts of Goldenrod. Trees surrounded a small cabin—where I lived. The lights and sounds of the city barely reached the cabin, making it easy to sleep.
Joey landed on the stone path in front of my cabin. I got off of him and mused a thank you to him. He followed me into my cabin. My cabin was a two-room house. I had a living room and kitchen. That's where most my Pokemon slept. My Mightyena and Floatzel noticed I was home. Both slept on a Mareep-wool blanket my mother had made for me long ago. Once I walked in, both of their heads popped up.
Cassie was my Mightyena. She had brilliant, sky blue eyes. Instead of the natural black fur that a Mightyena had, Cassie had golden, short fur. Her mane was a golden brown and matched her sock-like fur patches on her legs. Her white claws tapped on the floor as she commenced to walk over, sniffing me with a nose that matched her eyes. My Floatzel, Lily, lazily went back to sleep. I smirked at her, laughing mentally. I released my Jolteon from her Luxury Ball, who excited brushed up against my leg.
I went into my bedroom. I looked outside of the window beside my bed, seeing the stars up above. I smirked, feeling a bit of happiness at the beautiful sight. It was nice to have something relaxing after that long day...
Krista's POV
I saw those flames. They were burning down that familiar house... I heard the painful screams of my parents who burned in the collapsing house. How could I be here? This is part of my past... You can't be in your past. Not like this. I'm older now. My mother never got to hear me speak. I was too young. But I can still remember her loving expression and attitude... My daddy was no different. I felt my heart pacing as I watched my house burn down. I saw a man, sneaking past with what was probably a Fire-type Pokemon. "C-Come back here!" I yelled at him. I started to dash towards the man who was running away from me now.
"Why? Why did you...?" I cried aloud, but he didn't even slow down. I fell with rickety and trembling knees. Noting the commencing trembling of my body, I clutched my arms. Tears streamed down my face and onto my dress below. "No..." I mused. "No, no, no..." I started to feel poking at my side. I roused to awaken... I felt a bed underneath me. I felt a wool blanket on top of me. "Just a dream..." I mused. But I also felt something... tepid. I then looked to my side to see a sharp toothed Houndoom, cuddling to my side.
"Hound?" It said in confusion. In shock, I almost leaped out of the bed (if it weren't for a bruising pain in my leg, I would of!). I started to make worried cries before screaming. I felt the familiar poking from earlier. I looked to my other side to see a familiar boy poking my waist. "Well, howdy. I wouldn't think ol' Casper there would be that scary."
Well, okay. Keep in mind, it's late at night and I'm working on this. This chapter debuted the following: an undefined villain OC and Ashley Eon's Ariel and Dominic. It's a work in process. :P Keep reading guys and merry Christmas!
IMPORTANT NOTE: If you have not made three OCs yet, please make some villains! I really need more!
