Blindness Is Not Powerlessness (A Pokespe/MCYT Crossover)

Chapter Two: Philza

I wrapped my coat around me, stretching out my grey-feathered wings in preparation for flight, then paused as I noticed the chat.

Ender_Gold has joined the game

Crystal_Clear has joined the game

Emo_Boy_Silver has joined the game

What the hell? I wondered, folding my wings. Who are these people? I've never seen them before.

I walked down the Prime Path to see a boy with honey-colored skin and thick black hair staggering to his feet in the middle of the Path. He wore black sunglasses that completely blocked out his eyes, black jeans, an orange hoodie, and a black-and-gold cap with a pair of black, smoky goggles strapped to it. He was barefoot.

"Wh-what the hell..." The boy turned his head towards the sound of my voice uncertainly.

"Who's there?" the boy asked. "Speak up if you know what's good for you!"

It was then that I realized the boy, who couldn't have been much older than Tommy, was blind. I'd suspected this as soon as I'd seen the boy's sunglasses, but it wasn't until then that my suspicions were confirmed.

"H-hello?" The boy was sounding nervous. "Who's there?!"

I snapped out of whatever trance I'd been in and said, "My name is Philza Minecraft. Right now, you're in the Dream SMP, in a nation known as L'manberg. If I might ask, who are you, and where are you from?"

The boy turned his body towards my voice, and I noticed a nasty scar on his temple that disappeared up into his hairline. I also noticed that the boy was shivering, which was expected ever since a seasons mod had been installed on the server. It was winter here, still very cold even though it was a mild winter in L'manberg.

"I-I'm Gold Hibiki," the boy said. "I'm from a server called Johto. I came here with two friends, I think. I'm not sure how I got here. I remember feeling some sort of pull, and then I blacked out."

I stared at Gold, then walked towards him and placed my hand on his shoulder. He gasped and stiffened, possibly not have expected the touch.

"I'll take you to my home," I said. "You can get warmer clothes there, and a pair of shoes, then I'll take you to the president. Is that all right?"

Gold hesitated, then nodded. "Okay," he said softly. "Okay..."