Ponies to Trainers:
An Unexpected Journey:
New World:
Sinnoh
“Ah love that gal, but I swear…next time I see Twilight Ah going to buck her so hard she will be walking funny for a year,” vented a very angry Applejack. “What was the whole point of making a rule if nopony is going to fellow it?”
With a heavy groan the apple farmer looked straight ahead. Ahead of her, just pass a road, was a grove of trees, to small to be classified as a forest but to big to be counted as just a group of trees. Though she could barely make them out the apple-bucker could see critter running around the trees.
With an irritated sigh Applejack looked down at her body, frowning as she took in her appearance. Instead of the orange coated pony she had awoken to every single day, she saw a fully dressed, two-legged body. She wore a pair of denim pants that had tatter ends exposing the worn-in, brown faded work boots. Tied around the young mare’s waist was an orange jacket with black trimmings. Applejack could see the pocket where she put the work gloves she had on her hands when she had woken up. On her upper body was a white, sleeveless shirt with orange trimmings. She still had her hat, but it has been altered a bit, now spotting the farm mare’s cutie mark.
Applejack sighed again as she let her mind wonder to her surroundings. As far as she could tell she was in some kind of road, but beyond that, she was lost, she didn’t recognize the area in the least. She growled as she felt some of her anger returning. She opened her mouth to began another rant, when-
“Darling, can please you settle down?” a familiar voice asked gingerly, “The poor dear had just fallen asleep.”
Applejack looked to her left and spied a bench with two creature of similar design to her on it and studied the two. The first one, with purple hair in a familiar style, was dressed in a single white dress with a knee high skirt, and a silver/white elegant white coat over the dress. She also wore a purple scarf around her neck with a familiar mark on the front. She wore purple, knee-high boots and a stylish beret. Finally she was loaded down with bracelets, earrings, rings, and a necklace with a purple gem in it.
Even with the changes to her body there was no mistaking Rarity and all her elegant glory. Though, applejack noted, her eyes seems heavy as she stared down at the girl in her lap. The farmer frowns in concern when she noticed the dried tears on the girl’s cheeks, and immediately felt a twitch of sympathy go through her as she stared down at Fluttershy.
The transformed Pegasus was wearing a yellow sweater with sleeves that nearly covered her hands, and a grass green skirt that went below the knees. She also has on white socks that went up to the knees, and brown shoes that the farmer couldn’t place. Finally the timid pony had two large, transparent hairclips in the shape of her cutie mark.
With a heavy sigh Applejack walked up to the bench, feeling uneasy of how quickly she was able to adjust to her new body. She reached the bench and stared down at the timid pony. Fluttershy was crawled into a tight ball, her right hand gripping the rim of Rarity’s skirt. The farmer’s sigh again and looked around once more.
She knew it was useless, but part of her was hoping that the rest of her friends would come galloping over the horizon, safe, sound and in their natural pony bodies. More importantly, she wished Twilight was here so she the young princess a stern talking to and maybe that bucking she promised.
A noise, barely hearable, caught the farmer’s attention. She looked at the bench and noticed Fluttershy quietly sobbing in her sleep. Applejack felt sympathy go through her, and she lean down and gently stroke the timid pony’s hair, in a similar fashion that she used to do when her sister was very little. The gesture seems to work, to a small decree, Fluttershy calmed down enough that her sobs disappeared, but her tears still fell silently.
“Poor dear,” Rarity said sympathetically, “She’s scared and worn out.”
The apple farmer aimed a scolding glare at her said as she said softly, “and whom felt is that, sugar cube?”
Rarity looked at her friend with a sheepish smile and began to play with her hair, a tell-tail sigh that the designer was nervous. But Applejack was patient, waiting on her friend to speak on her own behalf.
“Well, can you really blame me, “Rarity said after a long pause, “I woke up in a strange body, in clothing I have never seen before, and you don’t expect me to lose my composure.”
“Ah don’t think running around with Fluttershy in your magic counts as “losing your composure”, sugar cube,” Applejack said with a sour look, only to frown as a new thought popped into her head. “How did you do that without your horn?”
“I honestly can’t say, darling,” Rarity replied meekly, and then fell into a silence as she looked down at the sleeping girl in her lap. For the next minute neither talked both lost in their own thoughts. That silence was quickly broken by Rarity, “But I most say, this outfit is simple divine. Look at this seam! I can tell that it was sewed with excellent hooves-”
Applejack rolled her eyes and toned out her friend’s words as she looked around, for the forth time. She was trying to see if she could spot any familiar land marks. She couldn’t find any, sadly, and that put the thought they were farther away from any known landmass then she first thought. Still…she continued to look, hoping against despair that she fined something she was familiar with.
A sudden twig snapping caught the farmer’s attention and she looked towards the trees. Applejack narrowed her eyes as she tried to make out a figure rapidly approaching from the trees. She could also hear a faint stomping sound getting closer as the creature got closer. A sudden scream startled Applejack slightly and brought Rarity out of her thoughts, the transformed pony looking in the direction she believed the scream came from. The noise also woke Fluttershy, causing the young mare to bolt up from her position with a quick “eep”.
The timid Pegasus looked ready to pop a question when a creature suddenly jumped out of the woods roaring a mighty and angry roar. Three things happened at once; the bear-like creature with a crescent moon on its stomach mouth glowed with energy. Fluttershy, startled by the creature’s fearsome appeared, jumped from the bench, reaching a high that should be impossible without wings. Rarity also got to her feet, but kept her composure as her right hand became lit with magic as she grabbed the frightened Pegasus and ran. Applejack also decided to listen to her flight instincts instead of her fight instincts, and took after the unicorn, just as the creature let loose with a powerful attack of some kind. The farmer dared a look over her shoulder, and watched as the bench was blown to splinters by the attack. The earth pony quickly looked forward, and tried not to think about what the creature could do to them if it caught them.
“What in Celestia’s name is that?” Rarity asked frantically.
Applejack decided to ignore her friend for the time being. She dared another look behind her and saw the creature preparing another attack. The farmer’s brow narrowed when she realized what was happening; the creature was aiming that strange attack of his skywards, in other words, at Fluttershy.
Not if Ah can help it, Applejack thought determinedly.
Skidding to a halt Applejack faced the creature with a glint of determination. The bear-like creature stood near a foot over the farmer, but she didn’t care. All that matter to her at that moment was keeping her friends safe even if it that meant making a target out of herself.
The transformed earth pony let out a small scream that was drown out by the creature’s own roar and she charged, keeping herself low so she could spin around and gave the critter a good bucking. Time seem to slow as a ball, red on the top and white on the bottom, got between the two, and opened with a small pop.
Time returned to normal as energy rocketed from the opened ball to the ground, the energy taking shape and solidifying into a gray cat-like creature with a spiral tail and slight triangular face. The bear, the energy dieing in its mouth, and the farmer stared down at the creature between, puzzled. That didn’t last long as the bear roared and began to charge up that attack of his. Applejack also readied herself, getting into position for a good bucking.
“Glameow, use shadow ball, and aim for Ursaring’s mouth!” a young voice, calmly female, commanded.
The creature, Glameow lowered its head, a sound close to purring coming from it as dark energy built in front of her mouth, faster then anything Applejack has seen. The new creature was certain faster then the bear-the Ursaring-could hope of being. Glameow finished preparing its shadow ball and fired. The attack meant it target and collided with the Ursaring’s mouth just as it finished preparing its own attack. The ball exploded which in caused the energy the bear was using to use explode, dealing double the damage to the creature.
“Good going, Glameow,” the voice said satisfactorily. “Now use scratch!”
The cat-like creature obeyed the voice and rush forward, its front paws glowing in the area claws normally are located. With a grace and speed that would put even the most graceful creature to shame the cat-like creature darted to the right and took a slash at the Ursaring’s leg. It next used the same speed and grace to repeatedly attack the body of the creature in rapid succession. The bear-like creature roared in mix of pain and angry as it took wild swings as the rapidly moving creature, the cat avoiding the blow by a hair. Glameow finished things up by jumping on and driving its scratch into the creature’s chest, generating a small explosion.
The bear-like creature let one more roar as he went falling to the ground, swirls in its eyes. Applejack stood flabbergasted at the sight before her. Not only did she witness a creature take down another creature twice its size, but done it in such an elegant way it reminded the farmer about a ballet that Rarity forced her to see once.
It was both fascinating and little frightening at the same time.
“Oh, that poor bear,” Fluttershy said sympathetically, startling the farmer enough to cast a glance over her right shoulder.
Her friends must have stopped when she stopped, no doubt to try and stop her, only to witness what she had also seen. It was a wonder that Rarity was able hold her friend in her magic. Speaking of Fluttershy…the timid pony was looking at the creature with the kind, caring and sympathy one would expect for her.
The farmer opened her mouth to say something, only for an eerily familiar voice to cause her to freeze up.
“Good work, Glameow. Take a good rest.”
Applejack snapped her head around in time to see a young female holding up one of those strange balls, a red light connecting the creature to the ball. The farmer watched Glameow turned into energy and was absorbed into the ball, the girl smiling at the ball as she put it into a bag hanged around her right shoulder.
The farmer studied the new creature as she want up to Ursaring, examining what appears to be a rather large splinter in the creature’s right paw. She was dressed rather plainly, wearing black boots, denim pants, a read shirt under a brownish vest, and a pair of sunglasses on its orange hair. Despite the simple way the girl dresses, she had a sort of elegance that stood out as she carefully took the splinter from the creature’s paw and then took something out from her bag, a stray bottle, and spray something onto the creature’s injury. Once she was sure that the bear was good to go, the girl took out another ball and aimed it at the bear. Like the cat, a beam shoot out and hit the bear, turning it into energy as it was absorbed into the ball.
The girl suddenly turned to the others, a sheepish smile on her face. “Sorry about that, my Ursaring and I was doing a little practicing in the woods when it steps on a splinter and it want wild,” the girl’s eyes widen slightly when she noticed Fluttershy. “Wow, I heard of this, but I never seen anyone use telekinesis before.”
Rarity, realizing that she was still holding the timid pony in her magic, let her down gently. Once she was on her feet, Fluttershy send a smile in her friend’s direction, one that Rarity whole-heartedly returned. Suddenly, all three of the ponies-turned-whatever looked at the mysterious creature, eyes blazing with questions as they all spoke at once.
“What the hay was all that about?”
“Darling, not that I mind the rescue but what’s with that outfit? The color may not clash, but they’re not exactly fashionable.”
“What about those critters? Are they ok?”
“Whoa whoa,” creature said, holding her hands out in front of her, “Everyone just settle down, and take it one step at a time.”
Like sliding into a single mindset the three former ponies exchange glances that seem to send a message between the three. They looked back at their savior, and spoke as one voice (Though Fluttershy’s voice was slightly drown out by the more vocal members) “What were those critters/creatures?”
The creature seemed confused by this question as she looked at them with a small frown. “What? My pokemon?” the girl asked with a bit of confusion.
“What’s a pokemon?” the group asked together, though Fluttershy’s voice was once again drowned out slightly by the others.
This only seems to confuse the creature farther as she stayed at the trio with slightly wide eyes. “You’re not joking,” the girl said plainly, “You really have no idea what a pokemon is, do you?”
At this comment the entire group looked at the ground, meek expression replacing their confused ones. The creature frowns once again, but waited until the trio in front of her was ready to talk.
Finally, Applejack titled her head up in a manner that hid her right eye behind her hat but kept the left one exposed. “Would you believe we’re not from around these parts?” the farmer said meekly.
Suddenly the creature laughed catching the former ponies off-guard. Applejack felt a silver of anger go through her, but before she could do anything, the creature stopped laughing and looked at the group with a casual smile.
“I can tell. I don’t know a lot of people who wouldn’t know what a pokemon is,” the girl said as she took out one of these balls and lazily tossed it into the air. “But...first things first. My name’s Zoey and if you let me, I can tell you about the wonderful world of pokemon.”