I walk just walking around Saffron City with my Gardevoir, when I bumped into someone. The person was wearing such strange clothes, a black sort of outfit with a bright red "R" on the front. Even more strange, my buddy, the Gardevoir immediately stood between me and the person.

While, I've mostly gotten used to Gardevoirs protective streak, She acts as if I'm some sort of clueless child she has to protect somethimes, but I didn't expect such a fast reaction. I gently pat Gardevoir's shoulder and glance at the person.

"Oh, sorry about that. My Gardevoir is a little... nervous around new people. I'm Grace, what's your name?"