Alber
t Wesker and Hoofball, Part II
Author's Note: Why yes, I am still alive. Apologies for the massive delay, I have been freaking out about third year and really couldn't justify skipping work to write this story. However, despite the 2 assignments and 2 exams I have coming up, I have been feeling guilty about neglecting you lovely people and so I present to you a shining, glimmering (short) new chapter, incandescent in its glory and splendour! Seriously though, thanks for your patience and I hope you enjoy it. :D Expertly beta’d by REV6Pilot.
Wesker was hardly skipping with glee as he followed Rainbow Dash back to the hoofball pitch. Meeting the small foal known as Russet had brought back several unpleasant memories for the former human, and reflecting on his past woes and sins was not something that he made a habit of, for good reason: his constant goal was to drive forward relentlessly and leave his regrets and ill recollections far, far behind him, and reminiscing always threw him off the delicate mindset such an objective required.
That's kind of what happens when you talk to more than one person a day, Al. You remember stuff and feel things.
Fair enough: after he faked his death, he was lucky if, for weeks on end, he spoke in person to anyone other than his guard. Busying himself with accumulating viral samples and establishing a concrete base of power took precedence over worrying about who he had killed and what he had missed out on.
Did drive you a smidge insane, though…
Only a tiny amount.
"Okay, Al, get your head back in the game! I know you can do this!"
Wesker let out an exasperated sigh and trudged back towards his mark, while Rainbow Dash stood guard in front of the goalposts. "I live in hope, Miss Dash."
The former scientist took two steps back and let out a protracted breath, looking disdainfully at the ball that had been placed in front of him.
"Woohoo! Go Albert Wesker!"
Wondering briefly where Derpy had managed to obtain a novelty oversized foam finger from, the stallion bucked the inflated sphere with a great deal of force and watched as it smashed into the metal framework of the post, rebounding past him and sailing across the pitch. It came neatly to a rest into the corner of the goal on the opposite side of the field.
"Wow… Just, wow."
Frankly, Wesker was surprised that Rainbow had even managed to blurt out those three words. Her jaw had dropped in perplexed horror and her right eyelid was twitching dangerously, but he was never one to take the conciliatory approach. "Do I get extra points for that?"
A glare from the cerulean pegasus confirmed that what he had just accomplished was not encouraged in the sport of hoofball. "More's the pity."
Rainbow ran a frustrated hoof across her face. "Okay. Maybe you're trying to kick the ball too hard, so just focus on accuracy next time, okay? Make sure the ball goes on target. Now go get the ball."
The stallion complied, trudging across the pitch to retrieve the rebellious object. Whilst he resented being given orders by a simpleton, he could understand her frustrations. Here was an opportunity to reverse over a decade of humiliation and it turned out her potential star was so bad at hoofball that having him on the team would probably increase her woes.
Eventually, the wantaway sphere was rounded up and placed carefully and deliberately in front of the goal.
Wesker prepared himself for another shot. "Remember, Al: accuracy. Don't worry about how hard you're kicking it; focus on getting in between the posts and we'll go from there."
The stallion ignored the patronising tone of Rainbow Dash and the attempt by Derpy to start a one-mare Mexican wave, but took the words into account. A few careful steps back were taken and a slow breath escaped his lips as he prepared to finally show what he was made of.
Wesker went to strike the inflated sphere cautiously, but made a grave miscalculation. His standing leg landed messily in a pile of wet mud, causing him to slip in a very dramatic style, just as the other front hoof made contact with the ball. The result was the ex-researcher rising vertically with no control whatsoever over his limbs and the ball travelling a few feet to his left. Rainbow's frustrated cry of anguish was relegated in importance as Wesker prepared himself for the inevitable call of gravity.
THUMP!
Ouch.
Wesker remained lying down in the dirt, partly because he was totally and utterly fed up with having to partake in this ridiculous exercise, and partly because he didn't want to see the picture of apocalyptic fury that awaited him should he raise his head.
"Are you okay, Albert Wesker?" The uneven voice of Ditzy Doo greeted him.
He decided to do the polite thing and reply, "I just don't know what went wrong."
Derpy giggled, "I do! You fell over. I fall over all the time."
The weary blond slowly raised his head from the prone position he found himself in on the ground, and fixed the grey pegasus with a tired look, "Ah. I see, Miss Doo. I'll be sure to avoid doing that again in the future."
Accepting the offer of a hoof up from the dim but eminently fascinating pegasus, Wesker risked a glance in Rainbow Dash's direction. The multi-coloured pegasus was leaning her face against a goalpost, with her front hooves shadowing the visage of her head as she scrunched her eyes up and pretended desperately that she wasn't there.
"Miss Dash?"
She didn't shift from her defeated position. "What?"
"I'm no expert on this matter, but I am fairly sure that I am not the solution to your sporting woes."
Rainbow let out a long, world-weary sigh. "One more try. Maybe you'll suddenly become the best hoofball player in Equestrian history…"
Hopeful much?
Indeed, it was a long shot, but at least she was still hoping.
Wesker set the ball down for a final time and licked his lips nervously as Rainbow attempted to scrounge up what little determination she had left. This was his moment. He slowly and confidently strode towards the ball and planted his hoof perfectly on the underside of the ball, focusing on accuracy over power… and watched as the ball slowly, almost mockingly, trickled towards the middle of the goal and bumped gently in the hooves of the waiting, flabbergasted Rainbow Dash.
"Really?" The cerulean mare wasn't talking to Wesker now, she was asking the universe at large. "Are you serious? This is my chance to beat Canterlot?"
Letting out an infuriated shriek, she smashed the ball with all her might, unwittingly sending it at the speed of a rocket-propelled grenade straight back towards the equally irritated and wholly unprepared stallion.
An unprepared stallion whom effortlessly snatched the ball out of the air.
Blinking in pure surprise, Wesker slowly set his unresisting hooves apart and allowed the ball to drop from them, meeting the gaze of the equally astonished Rainbow Dash as he did so. Words failed the athlete; she merely pointed towards him with a hoof before pointing towards the goal. Wesker understood the mute gesture and took up position between the posts.
Rainbow Dash's first strike was powerful, but caught with ease by the former human. The second was met in similar fashion, and a small smile began to form on both ponies' faces. And Derpy's as well, though she didn't really understand what was going on. She just liked smiling.
The next few hours of hoofball, now with both ponies fully concentrated and Rainbow managing to score only a handful of goals against an inspired Wesker, who was seemingly everywhere at once, were conducted in near total silence. Finally, a beaming Rainbow shouted, "This is so awesome! Alright, one last shot and we'll call it a day."
Frankly, Wesker was amazed that the competitive instincts within the athletic mare hadn't been stoked by his goalkeeping skills. He was genuinely happy that he could actually contribute to the team in their battle against Canterlot.
A rocket of a shot greeted the contented stallion, dispelling any illusion of Rainbow being happy at the manner in which Wesker had kept her shots at bay. Still, he had saved the best until last…
Flexing his legs, Wesker sprung off his hooves into a full length dive, getting just enough contact onto the ball with a flailing hoof to push it onto the frame of the goal. "Wow, Al! Canterlot doesn't stand a chance of getting past you!"
Wesker smirked and picked up his glasses up off the ground after they had flown off during his acrobatics. "I suppose you always knew that I would have some skill at hoofball, and your breakdown was part of a carefully crafted plan to reveal it?"
Rainbow grinned sheepishly and rubbed an awkward hoof along the nape of her neck. "Kinda?"
Derpy appeared over Wesker's shoulder. "It was fun watching you guys play, but it's getting late so I'm going home. Bye bye, and it was nice to meet you, Albert Wesker!"
Both Rainbow and Wesker wished the scatter-brained pony farewell and looked around at the darkness that had fallen around Ponyville. The pair shared a glance that revealed they were both thinking the same thing; it was the mare who voiced it first. "Wow, it's pretty late, huh? We must've been here for a while…"
The male of the duo pushed his shades back to the bridge of his nose. "Indeed. At least we both know that Ponyville has a chance this year, defense-wise."
"You said it, Al!" Rainbow chuckled and wiped a hoof along her perspiring forehead. "I've gotta go back off to Cloudsdale. I'll see you tomorrow."
Wesker raised a hoof in valediction as the rambunctious mare soared into the air and left him alone… in pitch darkness, on the other side of town from where he was living. Wesker sighed and started walking. It was going to be a long journey home.
FUARK SON. Awesome chapter, Wesker shall insure victory! While screaming "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" whenever a ball comes at the goal.
Wesker shall now be named:
"The Wall"
Specifically one of pain and shame
It's nice to know that Rainbow is as loyal as ever
If I'm not mistaken, 'Boast Busters' is the one after 'Griffon the Brush-off'. I wonder how Wesker will react to Trixie.
Hmmm... Do I dare...? Do I? ...................... Maybe later...
I'm sorry, these days I'm skeptical of any kind of HiE, "magically turned into a pony" stories... But you put Wesker in it, which just the thought of Wesker with ponies makes me chuckle a little. I'll read this when I have some free time a little later on.
Maybe this will join my extremely tiny list of HiE stories. If it does then I'll have... (quick math check) two that I like.
Now imagining a human wesker yelling "You are NOTHING to me!" while humorously bouncing around the inside rim of a goal post, blocking hundreds of soccer balls being kicked at him by all other members of UMVC3.
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I know that feel with balancing work and chapters, bro
Anyways, this chapter was hilarious with how Derpy was just thee
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I call your knight and raise you one wizard.
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Hehehe, now he's gotta be worried about Twilight when she wakes up from her coma of stunned silence. She's not gonna be happy that they just walked off and left her.
MEET PONYVILLE'S NEW HOOFBALL PLAYER...
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Albert Wesker
1651084 LOL
Great Chapter. I think you did a really good job event through your under stress and really busy, im proud of you sir
OH GOD ANOTHER CHAPTER!
YES FINALLY!
JUST AS AWESOME AS BEFORE!
It would most likley be the best for Mr Wesker to not ponder to much of his past, considering everything he had done.
Me when I say this had a new chapter.
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Wesker is slowly becoming a happier person. I guess Equestria is starting to really rub off on him.
woot the fic lives!
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I know, it's been pointed out that I'm a little comma happy, that's the main reason I got a beta for my work. The quality of writing noticeably improves from the point that he comes in. Hope you'll commit to reading the rest of the story; your feedback is very much valued.
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Excellent. You've fallen right into my trap. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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Indeed it does my friend. You cannot kill that which cannot die.
Alright, so we have a Charlie brown moment, a moment where Albert becomes the greatest goolie in history, and a Derpy moment... Congratulations, you succeeded my expectations. Keep goin and stay golden^^
How I feel without a good story to read: rlv.zcache.com/my_life_has_no_meaning_without_you_shirt-r2fc17cfb8bd94c3faeb35254f41ce9eb_f0cj3_512.jpg I forgot how much I loved this story. 1651699 I do believe the word you're looking for is Goalie. 1651676 Was it a Trap Card?
I hope this isn't Chris' blood...
You used both "Derpy" and "Ditzy Doo", Author.
You cannot believe the amount of excitement that went through me when I saw this updated. I even put my sunglasses on.
1651692 Yeah, I mean, just look at HUNK.
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Ditzy Doo is her real name. Derpy is a nickname.
At least, it is in my brain.
^EPIC WIN^ that is precisely what I have been thinking.
oh and Woohoo NNnnGGGOOOOOAAAAALLLL.
Keep it up 1652246
Heh boast busters
Excellent.
New Chapter........My head just exploded from the force of my smile!
Darn it all!! Yet another story that I have caught up with, and now have to wait for.
:) it's nice to see an actual good story after the shitstorm I just read.
1652246 Same. *re-reads your comment*
Ah, channeling Zecora, I see. It would be unwise for me to get in a rhyming battle with thee. Damnit, I already did this to someone else!
i'm just waiting for wesker to finally snap
Hm. Took me a whole day full of distractions to finish this story as of now. Though I am definitely intrigued. You've managed to span not even 2 whole episodes in THIRTY-EIGHT chapters. That's quite impressive, even if they are only 1-2k word chapters.
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Haha, I hadn't thought of it like that. Jeez... I am going SLOWLY.
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1656426Hey, that's a good thing. Just means you can keep this fic alive for quite a while. On the other hand, it might also be bad. People might get bored. Though I seriously doubt it. If nobody has left yet because of this reason alone, there's really no reason why people would do it in the future.
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Ah, I see your picture contains the colour orange
............................... Door hinge?
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I call your Wizard and raise you one... erm, animal!
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1656453 Maybe you should leave the rhyming to professionals like us. We wouldn't want you to get into such a fuss. I'm not saying that you shouldn't take a stab at it. But beware, this is no ordinary rabbit.
Geez guys, knock of the "you shall not pass" jokes.
The Goalie stops them from scoring, not passing.
*pff* ...some people.
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1662931 Then just replace it with soda comrade and leave the other guy to handle the vodkaliciousness.
Its back! Hurrah!
Y'know it just occurred to me that it's real easy for Wesker to be an evil manipulative bastard with a god complex, considering he shut himself off from the world for so long and followed only his mind. Now that he's actually re-integrated with society at large, makes sense we might start to see some glimmer of another part of his personality. Although it's very likely he'll still remain an evil manipulative bastard.
Eventually he'll want to get back into bio-weapons research... I wonder what will happen, hehehe.
I tip my hat off to you dear sir. You show great aptitude for writing, and as such have my thanks. You make this entertaining without turning it into a porno, as I know some writers too do. Also, I am writing my own fanfic, Etherial Dawn. I was hoping if I could entail Albert Wesker ponified in it. As entailed by this amazing read.
1692722 Yeah, I read a lot of fiction(mostly in the Resident Evil and Halo lore) but even those "legit" stories published by REAL authors and in real physical form just don't compare to this. I don't read stories from Dean Koontz or James Patterson or whatever, but I mean so far as the internet is concerned this is quite possibly the best story I've ever read.
1692897 Well to each his own I suppose. I do find this story pretty interesting, but not quite so much. Though if nothing else, I do recommend taking a look at The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher. Hell if you want it with ponies there are a couple of MLP crossovers on this site called The Dresden Fillies which are probably worth a peek. It's got some really good stuff, not to mention the main character is hilarious.
1651669 And with reaching the (current) end of the story, I will say this much for it: Pretty damn good. You managed to keep me interested for 38 (albeit small) chapters so far. One thing that I will give you some major applause for: writing Wesker the way he would be. Beneath all the supernatural abilities, Wesker is a calculating tactical genius, and thats all he really has to rely on in this world for the most part, and he knows it. Mind you, I'm not a writer, and what you got here would probably trump anything I could make up, but I can still recognize a decent story. You do need a little work; always remember that no matter how good you are, you can do better. I'm not gonna bother trying to point out every little mistake you make, but I will say that there are still some issues with missing words or the occasional misspelling, as well as some just generally bad conveyance due to odd wording. All in all this is a respectable story you got going here, and I'll definitely keep watching how this develops.
On a side note: That kick to the head that Gilda got?
DESERVED
Ok I'm good
I see you haven't updated to the revised version yet...
"Are you okay, Albert Wesker?" The uneven voice of Ditzy Doo greeted him.
He decided to do the polite thing and reply, "I just don't know what went wrong."
oh my god seriosuly xDD He quoted Derpy <33
Fix the heading in this chapter.