A Lampent's Lament in Equestria

by Iridescence T Wind

Chapter 13: Reoccuring pest (problem at sea part 2)

"You can't be serious..." Soul had stated for the third time in a row as Steven magnet had his little diva style look of repulsion at the small creature that was working furiously to get its small cuteness out of the jar.

"Oh but I am, these little menaces eat everything that’s even remotely related to food and multiply! Even if you don't give them food they will if resting in one place multiply to two or three more quickly!" Steven shouted, "They do nothing but eat, multiply, obstruct you, and make your life as disrupted as possible!"

Soul gave Steven a quizzical stare, "how many of them were in your dwelling when you left?"

"After the first night there was hundreds!" Steven stated emphasizing his statement by making a large circle with his hands.

"And how long has it been since then?" Soul stated, starting to understand why this diva of a sea serpent was freaking out.

"The situation is worse than I thought then, very well show me where they are. Though Remember I am going to use fire to purge it so any damages done to flammable objects will probably happen." Soul gestured for Steven to lead on, Lily hanging back for a few moments, looking around as if for something, before continuing on.

Meowth was plotting, he wanted that Lampent now. The thought of Lampent offering itself as a source of light for the boss to read and write in was irresistible fantasy that he could see himself being rewarded for such a useful and strong pokemon that he would make Meowth his personal assistant. As such he had told the Lions he needed information on this Lampent. Through the crows that had joined them months ago, he learned that Soul had pony friends of whom he could use to get to soul. Though he would have to study them first. In the meantime he had this portal back to his world to work on.

Soul found himself staring into the window of a house, built into the side of a cliff, complete with door and windows as well as an oil lamp hanging above the doorway that was more than three times bigger than him. A truly huge house worthy of being called a castle in size or a really large mansion if not. What struck him as odd was that it wasn't in the water as he thought but over it. Steven could apparently slither around like a giant snake while keeping his torso upward. He looked at his companion of wood then back towards the opposite side of the river was Steven was hiding behind a large boulder, then at the key that was bigger than Lily and him combined. It was rather surprising none of them escaped through the lock but then again the lock was a deadbolt. and the lock designed so that nothing small could come in or out of the lock.

Soul heaved the key into the lock and turned it with a resounding series of clicks and thuds turned and the lock came undone. Nodding to his companion he waved her off towards Steven, [Get back over to where he is hanging out, don’t want to accidently set you on fire as well. You and Steven can handle any that escape.]

[Got it boss.] Lily leapt onto the water, floating with her wooden body, and off onto the top of the boulder before laying down on it like a guard dog poised to strike.

Soul rolled his eyes and stated quite calmly,"Heat Wave" The air around him seemed to catch on fire almost instantly in heat while he opened the door.

Hundreds of Parasprites died at once in the intense heat as his head in, none escaping alive before he could shut the door behind him. Thousands upon thousands of the small insects were everywhere inside. Once lavish furniture for a giant now nests for the small creatures. What were once dark blue walls, covered in rips and tears showing the smooth stone beneath as miniature nests were formed. It was the Parasprite equivalent of walking into a hive of Beedrills, he compared. Several of the small bugs flew towards his flame drawn in before being burnt to death by the remainder of his heat wave. His eyes grinned in a dark way causing several of the creatures to shiver while emotionlessly maintaining their little smiles, "Well what's stopping you from eating you now? The fact that you’re out of food? Well here I am you little pests. COME AT ME!" soul shouted to the swarm of bugs.

Soul's yell had drawn the attention of almost every Parasprite in the room. As if one they all turned to face him and flew at him, each stretching their little mouths to many times their original size. Soul smiled with his eyes and fire formed around him as he started forward, "Flame Charge."

Soul spiraled though the small bugs with a covering of fire leaving several hundreds dead in his wake and the tightly packed swarm setting each other on fire as it spread from the proximity each was to the next. More than a tenth in the one room house had died now littering the floor in flaming corpses before they could unpack and spread out to avoid their flaming brothers. The swarm lunged again as Soul spun in a circle, spewing fire everywhere he looked as his internal flame grew from collecting the fallen, while miniscule, and souls of the Parasprites had offered a massive increase in mass numbers with the rate they had died in. With the collection Soul's inner flame grew quickly almost doubling in size as he continued on. Spinning to swat some of the sneakier bugs away from him he all but shouted, "Flamethrower!"

The Parasprites once again scattered in every direction from the pillar of fire that erupted from the front of his flame originating from his inner flame, while most got out of the way initially the cramped quarters of a single large room flooded with tens of thousands if not millions of Parasprites found themselves once again suffering heavy causalities, with more than half of their swarm gone they were getting more desperate. At one point they all tried rushing Soul from every direction to their own dismay as he carved another chunk out of the swarm, their flaming bodies bouncing off him harmlessly and the fires increasing his own strength as well. Several managed to try and bite him but failed to pierce his metal frame with their toothless jaws. Shaking them off Soul brought his metal limbs together in front of him before spreading them out a dark ball forming between the tips, "Dark Pulse!" he stated sending a scattering of dark fragments in every direction, felling the current front rank of Parasprites around him.

Soul collected their souls as well as he backed away as a wave of the creatures tried to ram him. The creatures instinctively backed away as his voice started again defending by scattering everywhere, "Calm mind," Soul's concentration increased exponentially and the Parasprites seeing no attack incoming dared another attack only to get halted at once by Soul with his almost deadly quiet, "Psychic" wrapping the remaining masses up together into a ball covered in a light pink glow.

Gathering his energy for a final attack Soul gathered his power and seemed to grin at the squirming rainbow of ball shaped Parasprites, their noises were gibberish showing a lack of true sentience of that of a single cell organism in degree. This wasn't murder, it was pest control. He was going to finish this in the next attack, his internal flame, a tad bit too large at this point to fit comfortably into his frame shrunk as he began his next move,"Overheat." His frame turned red as a pillar of pure white destructive hungry fire with red spirals around it shot out of him like a Sharpedo after its prey and rammed into the masses blowing a hole through it.

The resounding explosion of flaming bugs broke his hold over them as death took the masses of parasites that were called Parasprites in a blinding and deafening roar of white light. The windows shattered and the front door was thrown off its hinges as the explosion took hold and when it cleared the room was a barren cave with several feet of ash covering the floor like a black beach. He felt weakened from using such a destructive move, but then again it was vital none of these creatures had fled elsewhere to cause their havoc. His soul however was still a good deal taller than it once was however.

As he turned to leave he didn't notice an act of a Parasprite, badly burnt, eating the ashes next to its decaying form and spitting out a new one before it died. The new Parasprite taking to the air after he had left and heading off and away unknowingly towards Ponyville.

Meanwhile in the room of judgment...

"What in my name are these things and why are there millions of them in my court room!" Arceus shouted, blasting aside several hundred of the bugs that had attempted to land on him for the umpteenth time.

"I don't know boss but I think they are dead awaiting judgment!" Giratina shouted unsuccessfully trying to shake off all of the Parasprites that had landed on him as well, the scene was completely ridiculous.

Giratina looked like someone had glued a rainbow made of tennis balls and small wings on him and Arceus had to keep shaking the things off as they kept landing on him in an imitation of undergarments that he deemed highly inappropriate. Dialga and Palkia, visiting on Arceus's behalf were no better, an argument sparking up while they developed afros and mustaches made of the Parasprites. Order had been broken completely and Arceus's patience wore thin. As yet more of the creatures did as they pleased rather than listen to any orders given by the creator of the pokemon universe, he finally lost his patience with the small things, "Judgment. Guilty." At once all of the bugs vanished into the plane of greed, leaving the room depressingly normal in gold and red hues and leaving nothing but Arceus, Giratina, Palkia, and Dialga in the room present.

With a curt order from Arceus, Dialga and Palkia shut their newest argument for later and Giratina sighed, "Next one boss?"

"Yes, though if it is another of those bug things I am going to take the rest of the day off."

It was yet another Pidgey, "Okay this is getting ridiculous." Arceus stated with as much of a ticked off expression he could pull without a mouth, "Who keeps killing these things. This bird is an endangered species in all but one region now because of how many have been killed off by trainers. Who killed you?"

[Oh? I died by suffocation when I tried to eat a Weedle.] The Pidgey stated with slightly crossed eyes.

"What?"

[I died choking on a Weedle?]

"..."

[Lord Arceus?]

That day many Pidgeys were slapped in the face by their creator whenever they tried to eat the poisonous bug pokemon known as a Weedle.

Looking back Soul noticed that the house had a green like gas leaking out of it, a after effect of burning countless amounts of things made of something not quite flesh or plant. The expressions on Steven and lily's face confirmed it for him. The place must stink of burnt material and death currently. Even though he had succeeded and wiping the swarm from existence in this world the house would probably stink for several years before something that could smell would even consider going in there.

"Well, they are dead now." Soul stated, wiping some soot off his lid.

Steven sighed, "As well as my house, where will I live now..."

Soul shrugged, "You could always move into the castle with us in the Everfree, it is not so far away after all."

Lily nodded backing a few more feet away to avoid the smell a bit better with her sensitive nose, [Agreed here boss though I think that was a tad bit overkill for a swarm of bugs.]

"Didn't want any of them escaping and causing havoc for somepony else." Oh how wrong Soul would be.

Steven Magnet, the sea serpent of the river spoke up, "Would you mind if I moved in and built a hut next to the castle? I need my own space for crafting and I dislike the way bricks feel on my scales. I will give you my services if you need them when I move in however, I am a master of designers among my kind. Mostly because a majority of us tend to be fishermen of a sort for a country far far west of this land."

"Would be honored, welcome aboard." Soul nodded bodily towards the giant sea serpent. Maybe not all water creatures were that bad. Maybe, Soul reminded himself, maybe.

Meanwhile less than three miles away the new Parasprite floated towards an picnic basket only to be intercepted by a yellow mare with a pink mane, putting on its best cute face he was adored by the mare, "My aren't you the cutest thing ever!" Fluttershy began.