A/N: As always, Concrit and reviews are welcome. I love reading the reviews I get from my readers. It makes me happy and gives me motivation. The rating has been changed to T due to introducing an aggressive character, which might be changed to M, depending on content.
"Who's that Pokemon?"
"It's huge!"
"Think I could catch it?"
"It has a Trainer; look, it has a Poke Ball in its mouth!"
"I've never seen one before!"
"It looks like Zubat if Zubat went through a weird evolution."
Noivern's irritability grew with each comment she overheard with her enormous ears. It would have been extremely tempting to swoop down and scare the ignorant, had she not been sent on a mission. She mentally sighed, having to remind herself that she was not in her homeland of Kalos, but Kanto to which her kind was not present. She smirked, still finding amusement in frightening others; as the Poke Dex said, it was within her nature to be violent. She glanced about, looking for the infamous Pokemon Center roof, growling as she couldn't find it. She snorted and sent out her ultrasonic waves, picking up speed once it was located.
The Pokemon Center was busy as always; Trainers from all over gathered to trade battling tips and to share the latest gossip while they waited for their party to be healed. The sounds of padding paws could soon be heard combined with quiet mutterings of Trainers as a Pokemon, not native to Kanto, emerged from the treatment room pushing a gurney with a healed Ekans resting on it.
"Gambit, how many times must I tell you to wait for me?' an exasperated feminine voice called out from behind the sliding doors.
Gambit rolled his eyes and sighed as he tapped his foot on the tile floor impatiently. The girl gasped for air as she quickly came to a halt beside her partner. The pair glared at each other for several minutes and only broke apart once the Ekans started chattering happily. They barely had time to register the Trainer and yet, here she was, her mouth moving faster than a Rapidash on an open plain. The pair watched as Ekans jumped into its Trainer's arms and gave her a friendly headbutt.
"...Hey, did you hear me?!"
Gambit gently nudged his Trainer. "Uh wha? I'm sorry, you spoke too quickly."
The Trainer frowned. "I asked who is your partner?"
She smiled gently. "Gambit is a Lucario; they live in the Sinnoh region."
"Phoebe, Nurse Joy wants both you and Gambit in the back!" a male voice called out.
"Right!" she answered back and then turned her attention to the Trainer once more. "I'm happy to report Ekans made a full recovery. Please take care!" she recited before she dragged both her partner and the gurney back through the double doors. She groaned once the doors closed, tired from her long workday, then released Gambit from her grip. He took the point and led her to Nurse Joy's office. Phoebe eyed her boss curiously then glanced towards the computer screen out of habit. A frown set upon her features as she silently read the caption "aggressive, use caution" attached to a Pokemon she had never encountered before.
"She finally joins us!" a happy and familiar voice called out from the computer as another screen popped up.
"Professor Oak! Nice to see you, but what's with the sudden visit?"
"That's why I had asked you to come back here," said Nurse Joy "It has to do with the Pokemon you saw on the screen. One is being treated today and my knowledge of them is none. I asked the Professor if he could contact the Professor in Kalos for a short conference call. A Rhyhorn with saddle injuries is also accompanying it to which we need to know how to treat -"
"Someone… put a saddle… on a Rhyhorn?" Phoebe interjected "Who in the right mind -"
"Rhyhorn racing is extremely popular in the Kalos region, Phoebe. Perhaps, one day, you may see one for yourself." a new voice chimed in.
'Insanely foolish, more like it…' "You must be the Kalos Professor, but how do you know my name?" Phoebe asked as both she and Gambit took a seat in nearby chairs.
"That was my doing," said Oak "but, that's for another time. Onto the main event! Professor Sycamore, please tell Nurse Joy and her assistant about Noivern."
"Right. Noivern are a hostile Pokemon species and can be extremely aggressive; however, if you feed them their favorite fruit, they become quite tame. They are a Dragon and Flying-type; so, Ice-type attacks are super effective. They are nocturnal and highly territorial; having a battle with one at night is highly discouraged as you can imagine. As for saddle injuries, here is a list of medicine that will help you, Nurse Joy."
"Thank you, Professor. Phoebe, do you have Milo with you?" Nurse Joy asked.
"No, he's at Oak's lab."
"Wonderful idea, Joy! Milotic has the ability to soothe angry hearts," said Oak "would you like to do a transfer?"
Gambit's head snapped to the nearby window as a loud snarl could be heard before he ran out of the room to head outside.
"I have no choice! I'll send Seviper," she replied in a hurry before placing the Poke Ball on the nearby machine and ran after Gambit.
"Those two are so much alike," said Joy.
"Indeed," replied Oak.
Noivern hummed to herself, pleased she had found the Center after roaming around for it seemed for a long time. Fuschia City was big; even as a Noibat, she had problems navigating. However, she did notice more people paid attention to her as a Noivern because of her larger size. The hassle of avoiding conflict was stressful, especially when she had to land occasionally for a break in a dark alley only to have random Pokemon shoo her out of their territory. One day, things would be different; it would be her doing the chasing.
"Hey, who's that Pokemon?" she heard someone say for the millionth time.
She let out a mixture of a growl and a hiss as she landed, her head turning in various directions only to see a crowd slowly gathering. Tired and in pain, she was in no mood to deal with curious Trainers. Those who tried to get a closer look were immediately met with snarls and a deluded Whirlwind attack. Poke Ball in her mouth, there wasn't much else she could do. The crowd blocked her path to the Center's entrance. She eyed the Trainers and their Pokemon warily; some appeared to be innocently curious while others appeared ready for a battle. She glanced behind her, only to see more people closing the gap. She widened her stance and released a less deluded Whirlwind in an attempt to scatter the crowd and bit her tongue in an attempt to hide her pain.
The Center's entrance doors opened yet no one paid any attention, except for Noivern who glanced in that direction. A blurry figure was all she saw as it ran down the stairs and did an acrobatic leap over the crowd, landing a few feet away from the agitated Pokemon. She emitted a low growl in warning to which Gambit responded by forming Bone Rush. He nodded and gave a slight smile before turning his back to Noivern and onto the crowd. The Center's doors opened once again to reveal Phoebe and a Milotic.
"Show's over! This Pokemon came here for treatment, not to be harassed," she shouted to the crowd. "Gambit, crowd control."
The crowd jerked towards Phoebe, a familiar face within the community, and slowly started to disperse after Gambit went to work. She flew down the steps with Milotic trailing behind her. The crowd parted for the pair while Noivern raised her wings as a warning. Phoebe raised her hands in surrender as she slowly approached to which Noivern responded by growling and stepping forward. Both Gambit and Milotic quickly jumped to her defense and stood in front of her.
Phoebe sighed. "Guys, it's ok. Noivern will not hurt me."
All three Pokemon looked at her as if she had lost her mind while she gently pushed her Pokemon out of her way and continued on her way. She lowered her arms and then extended a hand in greeting.
"My name is Phoebe; I'm one of Nurse Joy's assistants. May I please have Rhyhorn's PokeBall? You must be tired from your flight. I know the perfect place for you to relax once your treatment is finished. Would you like that?"
'Behave for Nurse Joy.' Eirwen's words echoed in Noivern's head, much to her disapproval; however, Phoebe was not Joy, and thus was exempt from special treatment. If she was in peak condition, she was certain she could take on both of her partners with little trouble. However, as that wasn't the case, she had to tread carefully. She took a few steps forward, to which both Gambit and Milo tensed, and growled close to Phoebe's face. Noivern tilted her head in confusion as this girl was not moving, unlike her partners who were tight as a spring. She did not act like the others. It didn't in the end, she decided; she didn't have time to deal with an assistant who was trying to earn points with Joy. She shoved her out of her way. Everything became hazy after that; the last thing she saw was Milotic using Hypnosis before she painfully dropped to the ground and trapped Phoebe beneath her.
Phoebe groaned. "Why me?"