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// Chapter 7 : A Troubling Act 
// Story: A New World, A New Dawn 
// by Uber Reaper 
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Everything come and go at a whim, nothing is eternal. Just like the rising sun and setting sun that is the part of everyday life. Ponies come and go into their workplace and home. If one were to look closely, no one, not even the gods themself is eternal. Nothing is truly eternal, as evident by the peace we experience sometimes go - Eric Angelo.

Play this as opening theme






The beach of Ingleton.

Ponies, griffons and other races alike come and go everyday. But it’s beauty is shown when ponies who were on their day-off from work come here just to relax, either with friends or with family.

Just like everything else, everything has an end. In this case it was symbolized by the setting sun, which told everyone that they needed to start going home soon and prepare for the next day. That was true for the current inhabitants of the beach as well, evident by their hurried packing or ushering their children, and even friends out of the beach. Strangely, some of their companions were actually Pokemon, though mostly the smaller and/or younger ones.

Not all of them were in a hurry to leave though. Among them, one familiar Hydreigon lounged in the open-folded chair with his Salamence curling up in the sand beside him, content with just remaining there for the time being, watching the setting sun. It was so entrancing as if one were to look toward the deep and realize the endless possibilities.

Realizing that it was getting late, he glanced at his watch, which he had already adjusted to the Equestrian hour. He knew it was time to get the one thing that kept him from getting restless in the beach today.

“Sally...”

“Yeah?” The Pokémon in question looked left to her trainer.

“Can I ask you a favor for a moment?” Eric said, not yet glancing at Sally.

“Sure, what is it?”

Looking downward to his left, Eric saw the object of interest that required his immediate attention. He grabbed it with an arm head. “I need you to bring this to Dawn,” Eric said before hovering said object in front of Sally.

Upon realizing what it was, she frowned before giving off a deadpan glance at the Hydreigon. “Eric!” Sally said in a whiny tone. “I thought we came here to relax, not read some books.”

“I am relaxing.” He said with a straight tone. “I did so, just in my own way, since I don’t really see the use of my new physiology in playing with sands.”

Sally facepawed. “You could just build a sand castle for crying out loud! Or do something like....I don’t know, play with children?” The Dragon pointed out, referring to her own experiences earlier.

“That’s out of the question, girl. I don’t have hands, so I can’t build sand castles. And I don’t really know how to deal with children. Given how quiet and stoic I am, choosing to play with children is not a good idea. Especially with how I look now.” The Hydreigon pointed out.

The Dragon had to prevent herself from burying her head into the sand again. “That’s....a good point...” Sally said in defeat. Her trainer never cease to make an excellent observation of things.

“And Dawn wanted this book returned so she, in turn, can return it to the library before sundown. You are the fastest of us all, girl. You’ll be able to reach the suburbs from here to there in a few minutes. Provided there’s no interruption along the way, since I’ll be needing your help again.”

Shaking her head at her failed attempt to get her trainer to relax, she gave up. “Fine. I swear, you can be so hard sometimes.”

As usual, the Hydreigon didn’t make any witty retort which Sally was thankful for sometimes. She shuddered to think what would happen if she did have to deal with this kind of prolonged discussion with Will.

She curbed that thought before biting down on the book and carrying it in her mouth. “Aiight! E aack oon!” With a solid beat of her wings, she took to the air once more before making a sharp turn that caused her direction to change toward downtown, and toward the suburbs in the end.

The sun had disappeared over the horizon as some ponies aww’d in disappointment at the fast setting sun. Most, if not all, had already began packing their things, to make their way home and rest for the next day.

The Hydreigon sighed, not out of being tired, but because of the serene feeling. “...looks like this day is over.” Eric looked upward into the blackening sky. He noticed the wind starting to pick up, but that was trivial compared to the stars that were starting to overwhelm the night sky. “....beautiful.”





As Eric thought of stargazing, another pony was busy doing his job just a little off the coast of the beach. A boat, or a barge, as the term would be more appropriate was sailing the waters, headed right for the docks of Vanhoover.

The captain of the barge, a stallion of navy blue coat and brown mane is happily munching on a chocolate as he stood on his hind legs and propped his forelegs on the steering wheel, driving the barge that is his precious boat.

Truly a splendid day to feel the wind blowing across your mane as you sail, through the stallion had other plans. Those other plans mostly involved delivering his cargo that needed to arrive in Vanhoover by tonight, despite how much the urge to simply sail gnawed at the captain.

He balled the paper and threw it away into the ocean,the paper landing right on top of a blue lump that has long since followed the small barge.

The blue lump with two unusual red lenses in it’s head followed the ship, angry that it’s home had been taken away. Anger at the wannabe god has practically thrown him into foreign seas on a whim.  At least there was something nearby to take his anger out on. No one would miss a small barge anyway.





The stallion whistled a merry tune. His day couldn’t have gone better, for the shipment was secured and inbound toward Vanhoover. He would dock in a moment and then he would be coming home to a nice hot cup of coffee after a hard day’s work.

That is until a loud bang, accompanied with a small shake of the ship, decided to ruin his good day. “Wha-“ Then another loud bang was heard, this one shaking the barge and causing him to lose his balance and fall onto his back.

Any words he was about to say died in his throat when he tried to stand up, as he could hear some loud splashing. Looking at the offender that had damaged his precious boat, his eyes widened. Alien is not the correct word for it.

Another sharp bang rocked the ship like an egg on the edge of a blade. Steadying himself was not as easy a task due to the barge is shaking wildly to the left and right. But as any experienced seapony would do in this situation, they would keep himself steady by grabbing the railing, which seemed like the best option at the moment.. 

However at the moment the better saying was ‘A good captain goes down with the ship.’ The captain resigned to his fate, knowing he was going to die by the hands of...whatever it is that was attacking. It seems the hospital in the morning will have another addition to the morgue.

Either out of luck or fate playing around, the shaking slowly eased up. The stallion noticed this, but still held on tightly for dear life. Then just a few more seconds of rocking game and suddenly...

...the shaking stopped.

It  just....stopped. Silence overtook the scene, before a nervous chuckle followed. He would laugh into the stars at this close-call, but he seems to know that a simple chuckle is enough of a sign to know he’s alive and breathing.

“Glad that’s over and done.” Fate decided to prove him otherwise. Either it was bad luck or just inconvenience, the barge was tilted sharply to the left.

Of course, the results are the screams of a stallion as the pony fell into the water.





Of course, even one small scream is enough to catch the attention of anyone nearby. This one however, was loud enough to echo all the way to the beach.

This caused Eric, who was staring at the stars in deep trance, to register the faint yell. “Hmmm?” The Pokémon was sure now that his ears were not playing tricks against him. “What was that just now?” Curiosity overtook his mind, he foregone the stargazing in favor of looking at the source of the yell.

His eyes widened to dinner-plate sized when he and everyone else at the beach saw reason why the scream was screamed in the first place. The scene was indeed eye catching that even one with eye problem could see it from a mile away.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. But a quick treatment made sure it wasn’t an illusion. “...a capsized boat and a stallion in the water. Wait a minute, how did that happen?” Eric muttered. He had practically leaped from his chair out of shock earlier.

“No, how can a boat capsize? It’s impossible without-“ As if on cue, tentacles leaped out of the water and wrapped themselves around the boat, slowly bringing it to it’s watery grave. “....that explains it. Still, the situation are not looking good. And there’s only one who could help.”

“Where’s Will?” With his head swiveling like a carousel, he attempted to find the Psychic-type, but it was all for naught as there is no sign of the green bubble. “Dammit, why did he have to disappear now?” He asked himself in annoyance.

“What about lifeguards?” His eyes found him soon enough, though not in a way he wanted to: The lifeguard was practically struggling to inflate the lifeboat.

Looking around the beach, he could only see the occasional ponies and griffons as many have already left for home. But that wasn’t what caught his attention, though the fact that the ponies just stared....stared into the event that is happening before them without lifting a hoof or talon.

Shaking his head with a grimace on his face. “....dammit.” He took several deep breaths.... and he charged headlong on into the sea.

Many ponies or griffons were flabbergasted to say at least, no, shocked would have fit more. But none of them dared to move into the water in fear of the creature that had capsized the boat earlier.

“I don’t know if I can swim in this body, but I sure hope I can!” he said. Just as he neared the water, he closed his eyes and he hit the water.

Silence, complete silence in which he took it as a sign that something had happened, along with the fact that he realized he wasn’t wet. Opening his eyes, it occurred to him he’s not in the water. Looking below him with astonishment, he found out that he hadn’t fallen into the water.

He had floated instead. Eric would have gaped, but he knew he had no time for that now. “I never knew that I would actually float above water….Ah, I have time to think about that later. Here comes the hard part.” With that he continued his flight into the capsized boat.

Had the stallion known something like this would happened, he would never take the job in the first place. Panic head spread to every inches of his body as he took heaving breath and swiveling his head around in a vain attempt to locate whatever it is that had capsized his boat. The stallion silently prayed to whatever deities out there to help him.

This is it, this is the end of the line for him. No more cruising above the seas like the olden days.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans for him tonight. “Hey!” A voice called out to him, looking back over his shoulder, he could almost feel his eyes rolling out of it’s socket for in fact that a Hydreigon is floating over him.

“It’s okay, I’m going to need you to grab my ha...head!” Of course, the stallion had no way of understanding the creature that had offered a head to him. Eric, in fact, knew that, but he is hoping the stallion would understand the gesture.

The Brutal Pokémon expected different amount of reactions, from fear, to anger, to surprise. What he didn’t expect, of course, the stallion lashed out.

“HELP! A HYDRA!” He shouted his lungs out as he tried to scramble away from the fearsome-looking creature.

Acting on reflex, he floated to a level that his atrophied feet is dipping into the salty water. The Hydreigon tried to stop the stallion from scrambling, but his arms were continuously batted away. “Easy, easy! I’m not going to hurt you!” Eric tried to assure the trashing stallion out of reflex, but he knew that he wouldn’t understand him, not without a translator.

“Calm do-“ But his day got worse when in the stallion’s mad scramble, he had hit his supposed ‘eater’ in the stomach. “Gyaa!” For the stallion’s wild thrashing only caused said ‘eater’ to fall victim of the ice cold water with a splash.

“HELP! HELP ME! SOMEPONY! ANYBODY!” The stallion continued to scream his head off out of panic. “HEL-“ Out of all the sudden, his trashing ceased and his entire form went limp. Then a dark grey furry arm looped around the barrel of the pony, preventing the stallion from drowning.

The culprit revealed himself to be Eric who’s just pulling his arm back. “....shut up....” Eric stared at the limp stallion, seeing as he is won’t be trashing anytime soon, he sighed with relief.

His short lived relief is crushed when he heard a splash. Glancing at the source, it seems that the Jellyfish predator had returned to finish the job.

“Dammit, of all times....”  Eric cursed his currently rock-bottom luck.

However, said luck up itself marginally when a familiar green-bubble thing flew over him and launched a glowing ball of green which hit the Tentacruel. “Someone requesting a rescue?” The familiar Reuniclus glanced behind him with a familiar grin.

“Will!”

“How rude of you not to invite me to the party.” Sarcasm mode is on once more. “Too bad, I could have prepared my amazing make-ups procedure if you just warned me in time.”

Choosing to ignore his sarcasm, Eric got into ‘trainer mode’. “Alright, Will, try to stall him as long as you can! I need to get this stallion out of the water!” After the command, he began to swim forward, using his wings to push himself forward with the stallion within his right arms. “Do what you think is best!”

“Whatever you say....And seriously, stall?” Will shakes his head in exasperation. “As fun as it is to stall a potential sea food, I have something much more fitting.”

“Okay, why don’t we prepare the fitting punishment for you my tentacle friend.” Will stared down at the Tentacruel who stared back with equal vigor as he prepared to give judgement. 

Then Will spoke like that of a judge preparing to give a guilty verdict, literally. “Ah, I shall read your crime Jellyfish man. First, you attacked a stallion. Second, you attacked my brooder trainer. And third, you tried to drag them into a watery dead, that is not your job to do. I would appreciate it if you shoo and go back to where you came from before I pass on your judgement, but let me read your punishment first..”

“The punishment....is a knock out. Prepare yourself as I deliver these punishments. It won’t hurt....much. You have two choice, either march your non-existent butt out of here or....” Will made a slicing motion across his bubbly body. “It’ll be a good day for a grilled Tentacruel.”

The Reuniclus and the Tentacruel had an intense stare-off before their imminent fight. Will kept his smirk while the Jellyfish gave off a hateful glare.

And the battle begun when the Tentacruel swam toward the Reuniclus, with the intention of bringing the Reuniclus down with him.

“Huh, guess you made your choice then.” Will tensed his body up in preparation for what is to come.





Play this during the battle


The tip of the beak-like appendage over his black face had taken a purple glow, signifying a Poison Sting attack.

Will for whatever reason, decided to remain there like he had all the time in the world as the Jellyfish closed in on him with every intention to bring him pain.

Then the attack hit, the Tentacruel would have chuckled in amusement if it has a mouth, but it has bigger thing to worry about. Mainly, the Poison Sting didn’t hit at all, in fact, it went through the Reuniclus form, followed by the Reuniclus flickering away.

“You missed me.” Collective of voices is heard around him. He starting to look around for his prey as soon as he heard it.

“Sorry if I forgot to mention this, but have you decided to look up? Or have you decided to become blinded by your satisfaction of hitting me in the face?”

Look up he did, then his eyes widened by a few centimeters when there is a not a single Reuniclus around him, but five, no, possible fifteen of them surrounding him.

He would’ve either spoke or hung his jaw off if he has a mouth. He realized that his opponent had used Double Team.

“Let’s see if you can find the real one! Wait a minute, you can’t, seeing as you won’t have the chance to do so.” The collective Reuniclus glowed blue with Psychic power. “Please, let me check your brain for any abnormalities.”

Out of nowhere, the Tentacruel felt a sharp pain that continued to assault his mind for some time as he himself also glowed blue. Not only the power of the Psychic attack is more powerful than he had expected, but having type-advantage over him is not helping.

Soon enough, the Psychic power subsided over his being, he still felt the aftereffect of that mental assault due to his typing.

The Tentacruel glared with utter vehemence toward the Reuniclus.

Will raised an invisible eyebrow that would’ve looked condescending. “What’s that look for? Don’t blame me when I thought you were a smart one when you decided to attack a Psychic-type. After that little mind probing, I came to one conclusion, it seems you lack the smarts one needed to form some kind of strategy before fighting an opponent with type-advantage over you.”

If Tentacruel could scream, he would if he had grown a mouth. The Jellyfish tipped himself so that his black underside faces upward. Without warning, the Jellyfish fired a high-pressure jet of water toward the Reuniclus. What surprised the real Will is that he spun around while maintaining it, hitting the nearby copies of himself as he spun full-circle.

Each form flickered away as the high pressure water beam hit them, until the last one remains who had thrown back head over heels from the attack instead of flickering away.

Righting himself quickly, he smirked as he rubbed the cheek where the attack had hit him. “Oh, now you can hit me? Honestly, I’m surprised.” He had given little reaction to the fact he had gotten hit earlier.

And that fact caused the Tentacruel to growl silently. The target still had that grin plastered on his face. Oh, how much he wanted to wipe that grin of his opponent’s face. The intense stare-off caused the atmosphere around to tense, but Will acted nonchalant as ever. 

Seeing the opponent not going to make any move soon, Will decided to take the initiative.

“C’mon,” Will spread both arms out while slightly leaning forward. “What are you waiting for? Are you just going to stand there and look pretty while I had business to attend to? Mainly, kicking your butt.”

The Multiplying Pokémon got his wish, though in a way he had not expected since a blur jumped out of the water toward the bewildered Reuniclus. A moment later, a splash is heard that echoed across the ocean like rippling waters, a familiar Tentacruel slowly floated up with his hate-filled glare. The glare is partly from the fact that his impromptu attack had missed earlier to only one reason.

It turns out, the Reuniclus had leaned aside and stared at the spot where the Jellyfish blur had nearly Poison Stung him earlier. Then the expression is replaced with a familiar grin. “That was close! Too bad, if only you were much more spry, old mon!”

The Reuniclus slapped his arm together in mock realization. “Oh, I get it, you haven’t been exercising these few years, no wonder you move like a Goomy. Quite the atrophy you got there. I shall offer my heartfelt sorry for your case.”

Now, he’s contemplating the various ways he could make this Reuniclus go down in the most painful ways possible. One idea came to mind.

Tilting slightly upward, Will raised an eyebrow, expecting another Hydro Pump to come out. What he not expecting is the Screech Orchestra the Tentacruel decided to take part in.The blast of sound died down soon enough with no permanent damage.

“Oww,” Will mockingly cleaned out his non-existent ear. “Is that what you call a song? Man, what a beautiful voice you have. If only girls were around to see, you would’ve become quite the celebrity.”

That did it for the Tentacruel, for his temper had reached the boiling point. He lifted the tips of his various tentacles and they glowed a menacing purple. Will tried to say something, though the Tentacruel had other plans because that time, the tentacles  shot out at once.

The Reuniclus whelped as the tentacles came dangerously close to hitting him. “Whoa, hey, you tried to make me into a pincushion there? ” If the Jellyfish had given any of hearing him, he let it out during his rage induced Poison Jab.

The Reuniclus had been forced to make several awkward dodges that caused him to bend his two limbs at awkward angles. It would have been funny, except for the fact that he was grinning as he dodged around. “I see, lowering my Defense before going to make me into a pincushion. Nice job, looks like you finally put your brain cells to good use.”

The Tentacruel never ceased his attacks. He wanted to hit the Reuniclus as hard as he could, to inflict as much pain as he could, but the Reuniclus’ devious mind had a scheme in play. “Unfortunately...” His body glowed blue again, another headache came into the Tentacruel’s poor brain.

This in turn caused it to clench his eyes shut as he shot out the tentacles repeatedly in an attempted to hit the sarcastic Pokémon. 

The Tentacruel feeling one tentacle stopped dead in it’s track, if he had a mouth he would’ve grinned in satisfaction. He let the rest of his tentacles slack and opened his eyes, turns out he’s wrong. He had seen one tentacle is missing, not because it has decided to have a life on it’s own and run away, but because said tentacle is right in front of the Reuniclus mere inches away from his face, being held up in a Psychic grip. He had seen why one tentacle stopped dead all the sudden.

“Have you ever known what’s it like to play roller coaster crash course? If no, then you better hold onto your lunch less we would experience a case vomiting as we play roller coaster. The joys of having a mouth, unfortunately for us, you don’t have one.” Without waiting for a response by the Tentacruel, that’s when the Reuniclus jerked his arm back.

This in turn, caused the Jellyfish to find that he’s no longer in the water, but in the air sailing over the Reuniclus with one tentacle frozen in a forward position. A huge splash that look like he’s being slapped by his mother sounded as he slammed into the water behind the Reuniclus. His wish of being let go is dashed when the Reuniclus jerked his arm forward, causing him to sail forward and slam into the water for a second time. Again, again, and again for the fifth time until Will decided to show mercy.

The Tentacruel just lay there while facing upward, his mind still in a haze after being literally feeling numerous slaps on his body. The Reuniclus responsible for this had a smile etched on his face. “Oh, that must’ve hurt.” Will quipped in satisfaction, but he’s far from done. “Please allow me to compensate by allowing us to play a game, called yoyo.”

The word ‘yoyo’ set off alarm bells in the Tentacruel’s head. If he could, he would throw a protest, yet it was too late. The feeling that gravity has left him occured again. 

When the Reuniclus said ‘yo-yo’, it was almost literal because he had spun the Tentacruel in the air around himself with his right arm doing the spinning motion. The Jellyfish has no time to dump his lunch when his opponent threw the giant jellyfish like a broken toy a considerable distance away, causing yet another splash to occur.

In another moment of silence, Will floated closer to where he had just flung the Tentacruel. His vision found a blue mount gradually float above the water and revealing a pair of eyes glaring with contempt toward the Reuniclus.

“Did you enjoy the ride?” Will asked with a condescending grin on his face.

From his position, he glared at the Reuniclus who looked down at him with the best impression of a snob who looked down at everything.

That’s when his peripheral vision decided to assist him in his rage-induced endeavour when he spotted just a little to the right of the Reuniclus, a form that is rapidly shrinking away from his sight. He realized what it is just from the cargo it hauled.

With narrowed eyes full of determination, the Jellyfish decided that there are better fish to fry, he splashed his entire being against the water, causing some of it to spray outward.

Will covered his face by reflex to prevent himself from getting splashed with water. He uncovered his eyes to see again, only to his surprise, the Tentacruel is nowhere to be seen, only a small ripple where he once were.

The Reuniclus came to one conclusion. “Huh, surprise, surprise. Looks like he’s smart enough to dive underwater.”

Looking around below himself, he tried to spot the poisonous Jellyfish that had decided to dive underwater. Seeing nothing in the immediate vicinity, he decided to extend his area of search to the waters around the battlefield for any surprise attacks.

That’s when he spotted a blueish thing sticking out of the water and what seems to be heading somewhere and parting the water as it went.

“Ah, so that’s where you were.” He quickly put both arms forward as a ball of darkness form itself between his bubbly palms. “Please stay still and be pretty when I-” Given his view from above and his field of vision is greater, his eyes decided to also find wherever it is the Tentacruel intended to go. He just floated there when he laid his eyes on it, causing the ball to dissipate.

“Oh....” He floated frozen for a few seconds before his brain kick in it’s gear and realizing where the Tentacruel was heading. “OH!” He floated toward his set destination as fast as he could.

The Hydreigon who is in charge of hauling his precious cargo back to the beach was getting tired. While he could swim back even with the fact he’s lacking legs, he could do so by regularly stroking his wings backward in a set of pattern. But it was still tiring nonetheless.

But the exhaustion is set aside because his mind is set on one thing. As if the beach is calling out to him in alluring voice, he swam forward as fast as he could. “Nearly.... there....” Safety is near.

But fate is not so kind.

Something happened in which he felt something wrap around his third-right wing. He like to think that it’s not what he think it is, but to make sure, he glanced behind him. As expected, one tentacle tightly wrapped around one of his wing as mentioned before.

“Crap! Not good!” He cursed as he tried to fight his way free.

But he felt a solid tug that nearly caused him to splash his face into the water had he not tugged at the same time. Feeling that he had no choice right now, he attempted to use his one good left arm to pry the tentacle free.

He expected that the Poison-type won’t let go that easily either, but for some reason he did the moment the head snapped shut on the tentacle, followed by a loud ‘crunching’ sound. Then the Jellyfish let go as he waved the tentacle that had been bitten by the Hydreigon back and forth. The prey had dared to fight back now.

“What the...” Questions filled the Hydreigon’s head. As quickly as it came, Eric had a dawn of realization, a moved had been used. “...Crunch...” He muttered. But hearing the splash of the angry Tentacruel served as a wake-up call for him to haul his cargo as fast as he could.

The Tentacruel is closing the distance, faster than the Hydreigon could swim. The many tentacles raised into the air threateningly over the Hydreigon.

Just as those went down, then they all stopped dead in it’s track. The Jellyfish’s eyes widen of the familiar sensation that had overtook all of his multiple body parts.

“Oh no!” An admonishing voice is heard just as his previously abandoned opponent floated down to block his path. “I’m your opponent! Not this brooder right here! He’s not that good when it comes to emergency face rearranging.” Holding all of the tentacles in his Psychic grip at once, he threw the Tentacruel like an imitation of a sack towards the distance away from his trainer, and of course, coupled with the seventh splash today.

“Ready to give up yet?” The Reuniclus asked with his signature condescending grin. “If so, then please wave your white flag.”

Tremble, tremble with rage, that is what the Poison-type is feeling right now. Not only was his second prey is taken away from him, now the annoyance had returned. But giving up? The Jellyfish had other plans. Without warning, the Tentacruel unleashed a deafening cry that caused Will and Eric to flinch at the sheer intensity of it.

It died a few seconds later, causing Will to sigh with a shake of his head. “I swear, are you really trying to become a singer? I give you an A for effort.”

But Eric had a dreaded feeling instead. “The Tentacruel cry.....what is this feeling I have?”

The answer to his question came in when his eyes found several large blue mound that appeared from inside the water. “Son of a....Of course, like any cornered Pokémon, they would call upon their buddies to back them up.”

“Oh.” The grin of the Reunicles had disappeared as if it had ran away out of fear. “Wonderful, now it had decided to call buddies to join in the punishment. Since when do I get this many convicts in one day?”

“ERIC!” It is a voice that the trainer and the Reuniclus recognized. Cavalry has arrived.

“What perfect timing,” Will chuckled without bothering to glance behind him, knowing who had arrived. “I’m sure you enjoyed basking in the moonlight, but we have matters to deal with, mainly concerning a lot of angry Tentacruels wishing to play!”

A familiar Salamence stopped dead right before her trainer, huffing as she attempted to catch a breath. Meanwhile, Eric is inwardly glad because for his Salamence’s sudden reappearance. “Sally...good to see you.”

Then Sally went from tired to business-like in a second. “Eric, quickly, tell me what to do!” Sally asked with urgency evident in her tone.

Eric opened his mouth to say something, but closed it quickly enough when he realized what he’s been carrying all this time. He knew what having a battle here would mean.

“What should I do? If we all get on Sally’s back, then we all will be fine, but....” Looking over to the horde of Tentacruel, he grit teeth in frustration. “Dammit, there’s a high chance they might follow us out of the water....because....Tentacruels could do that. Stopping them within the vicinity of civilians will be bad as they might get injured. But if we don’t get out of here quickly, this stallion might get injured.”

The Hydreigon found himself stumped on his next move. “Shit, this won’t bode well for us. C’mon, there has to be a way out of this.” He knew he had to think fast, with how the horde is closing in on them like a noose tightening on a neck.

Trying to wrack his brain quickly enough for any solution, he found it soon enough in the form of what kind of creature Tentacruel is and realizing quickly enough where he is. “...that might work, but.....” He chewed his lips as he formed the one plan that might work. Closing his eyes as the world around him go into slow motion, he had made the decision and opened his eyes. “No choice, then, either now or never.”

“Sally!” Calling upon the Dragon’s attention, she craned her neck downward to look at her trainer in confusion. She was about to, but instead, she was presented with the stallion he was clutching to his side the whole time with both arms. “I’m going to need you to take this stallion to the beach!”

Her eyes widened by a few centimeters just as Will did when they heard said order. ”Are you crazy!? No way I’m going to leave you two here!”

“If this is one of you ‘brilliant’ plan, I don’t really see how all of us will go from there, if not for the fact it will get us badly maimed or killed it would have been great. Otherwise you need a check.” Will quipped.

Of all the time for Will to have his sarcastic quips, it had to be now. “Will, shut up! It’s not the-“ She was quickly cut off.

“Quit it you two, now’s not the time to argue!” Eric admonished, before glancing over his shoulder toward the floating Salamence. “Just trust me on this, girl! Take the stallion out of harm’s way!”

“But...” Sally tried to argue. No way she would abandon her trainer.

“Trust me. I know what I’m doing. But I need you to help me with this, Sally!” The urgency on his tone could be heard.

Sally chewed her own lips in hesitation. In all her life, her trainer had never led her astray. What possible reason he would now? Just as Will said, there is always a reason for what he do.

The Dragon shakes her head in submission. “Fine!” Sally said hesitantly. “Bring the guy over!”

The trainer don’t need to be told twice. Eric quickly turned the stallion around so the guy would be facing him before trying to hoist the stallion as high as he could toward Sally. “Here, bite down on his scruff!”

Sally bit down on the pony neck scruff and with a simple flick of her head, the stallion sailed over her head and landed onto her back with an ‘oomph’. Nodding at her successful flick, she turned her eye toward the back of her teammate. “Will, take care of Eric! I don’t want to see a single hair missing from his head!”

“What do you take me for, an overgrown mutt wanting to lick it’s master? Of course, I’ll protect the brooder.”

“You better!” And she soon followed with the command, making a sharp bank before flying back to the beach.

With the stallion out of the way, Eric turned to look at the looming threat, the horde is closing in. His eyes shone with resolution as he took a deep breath to signify the moment where the painful part will come. “Will, use Thunder on the water!”

The moment his trainer said that, Will slowly glanced toward the Hydreigon in question with a horrific look on his face. He knew now why Eric sent Sally away, to prevent the electricity to arc out of the water and shock Sally. In turn, this would send her into a spasming fit and into the water. “W-what are you saying? Oh goodness, I’m going to think that is a good idea, as long as you’re still not in the water to experience the shock therapy!”

“Will.....”

The battlefield had gone silent to the point where one could hear the ‘ping’ of something dropping in the water. “I think you needed a check because I hear that electro-shock therapy is really nice way to get yourself killed tonight.”

“Just do it, we don’t have a lot of time!” Eric shouted at the top of his lungs, knowing that the horde had already closed in. 

Will the Reuniclus, the one Pokémon who is usually nonchalant about everything like they were some passing winds....is worried. “.....if I do that, Sally’s gonna have my hide which I don’t have. Seriously, can’t you use that big brain of yours think of a more sensible plan?” He said with surprisingly small amount of sarcasm.

“Will, look at me!” Eric yelled. The horde is now circling them.  “I’ll be fine! You’ll do well to remember my typing.” The Hydreigon had no time for hesitation with the horde poised to attack.

Realizing what the Hydreigon is getting at, Will facepalmed. “Typing....yeah, what an idiot I am for forgetting that.”

With his hesitation gone, he took a deep breath before proclaiming. “Alright, let’s get the show on the road!” Raising his bubbly arms upward as if praying to Arceus himself for deliverance, he call upon the attack and gained a bit more altitude in the process.

Then a rumble is heard. Everypony in the vicinity of the beach had stared into what seems to be a black cloud gathering in the sky. They were made to flatten ears against their forehead as several rumble and flashes could be heard within the thundercloud, though, the cloud wasn’t just there for show, it is here to bring judgement down upon those who dare attack the innocents.

“THUNDER!” Will brought down his judgement.

With a bright flash, the lightning came crashing down.

What the Hydreigon felt, wasn’t what he had expected. The electricity that came coursing throughout his entire being was like a gigantic and shocking wake-up call where one is being stung by angry tiny Durants all over their being. It died quickly, allowing him to gasp for breath. 

Not to say that getting shocked as a Dragon-type is a comforting thought, but it wasn’t as he expected. Painful, not so much. Eric shuddered to think what would happen if he’d been either a Flying-type or Water-type.

That reminds him, realizing that there is one more matter to be dealt with, he took a slow glance toward his poisonous attacker. The that had the intention of dragging him down into an icy grave had been knocked unconscious by that super-effective Thunder, if the closed pair of eyes is any indication to Eric. The buddies suffered the same verdict, thus bringing us to their current state.

He watched on as the Tentacruel horde sank like a capsized ship into the icy water below, bubbling as the they did so.

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He sighed in relief, unknowingly letting his muzzle dip into the water. Still alive by the looks of things.

“Eric?”

The voice of Will caught his attention again. He lifted his head to address the Reuniclus. “Hmmm?”

“Are you okay? That Thunder...”

“Hmmm, I’m surprised he actually speak straight for once....” Eric thought, before shaking his head to get his head back on the main matters, he spoke. “Don’t worry about it...”

“Eric...” Will had managed to surprise himself when he spoke without adding sarcasm into it.

“I told you, I’m fine.” Eric said with finality.

Will shakes his head in compliance. “If you say so. Well, let’s lug you back to the beach. Never mind freezing to death, if you have anymore deathwish plans.“ Sarcasm mode is turned back on.

“I’ll swim back to the shore myself.” That caused the Psychic-type to stare in shock. When Will is about to argue he quickly raised an arm head to cut him off. “Will, you can’t carry me with Psychic, I’m part Dark-type. Also, you’re not big enough.”

Will tried to argue more, but...he realized that his trainer does have a point. He merely replied by facepalming. “Yeah, right, and I’m a Psychic-type.”

The Reuniclus’ trainer ignored his sarcasm. ”And since you can’t carry me to the beach. I need you to head back to the beach. Check the stallion, I want to know he’s okay or in critical condition.”

“Swim back by yourself? Okay, are you asking me to get mauled by Sally? I love my life you know, so I’m gonna beg for mercy if she decided to maul me.”

Eric shakes his head with a sigh. “Just tell her that you can’t carry me since I’m a Dark-type. Nothing else.”

“Man, whatever. While I like the look on your face when I apply that shock therapy, I won’t like seeing you drown either. Either you march your butt back, or Sally will kill me.”

Eric nodded. “I’ll see you on the beach.” For once, Will floated off without saying a sarcastic reply.

With a sigh, he used his wings to paddle himself forward, onto the beachhead. “...the story of my life.”





Drenched and wet, drenched and....wet. It is the only thing that could be described for poor Eric’s situation right now as he floated up the beach after the unwanted swimming lesson as a Hydreigon. The fact that the winds aggravating his cold is not helping. One wouldn’t need to look closely that his expression had annoyance radiating off him.

“Looks like I’m still alive and well….barring the well part, I don’t know if I’m should be happy about the latter or not. Shaking his head to get rid of such thoughts, he added. “Need to get back to the matter at hand.” The mind of the former human is now set on the crowd that had been formed near the entrance to the beach, where one stallion lay.

“Hey, hey,” That caused Eric to glance to his right, revealing yet another pony who addressed him and in turn, made him nervous. “...hey...a-are you okay?”

Eric nodded his head in reply and waved him off, knowing that if he spoke, he would probably be speaking in more Pokéspeak unless he got a proper translator. The stallion wisely left him alone seeing as how the hydra didn’t even speak to him or the fact that he look ticked off.

As he made his way up the beach toward where the stallion is being taken care of, his eyes couldn’t help but notice what seems to be paper right in his path toward the crowd where the stallion is the center of attention.

He was about to ignore the paper entirely in favor of going to check on his team and mostly the stallion. “Hmmm?” But one thing is out of place.... a clipboard is near it. He started to get suspicious with the two objects on account of seeing a clipboard attached to the stallion’s clothing when he handed him over to Sally.

Curiosity filled the Hydreigon, but he hesitated. Either he just ignore it or just try to satisfy his curiosity, the latter won. “Ah, screw it.” He turned around and picked the paper up, ignoring the clipboard entirely.

He was about to read the paper, but then something got in his way...again. “ERIC!”

Eric sighed, knowing what is to come. Just as he expected, Sally came flying like a bullet out of a gun before landing right before his face. He didn’t flinch the whole time.

“Eric! Are you okay!? Did the Tentacruel bastard hurt you? I was about to fly back, but I saw the Thunder and I was afraid, then Will came back and told me, you’re fine. So glad that you didn’t drown. And I thought Will had the common courtesy to not left you there, when I get my paw on that garbage mouth I’ll-” She literally shot out words at the speed of sound, but the Dragon was cut off when there’s something blocking her attempt to spew more words.

Turns out Eric used his wet right head to silence her. “Sally....calm down, girl. As for your first question, I’m okay....”

“But, but, you’re nearly drowned. I wasn’t there to help you. How can you be okay with that stunt you-“ She was cut off when Eric sharply looked into her eyes.

That final stare silenced her. “I’m okay, girl. Don’t get your head in a knot over it.”

The off-handed manner he dismissed her had caused her to nearly facepalm. “You’re so hard sometimes. Seriously, is there something funny with me caring for you?”

“There’s nothing wrong with it,” Eric said, still knowing that he clutched the paper. “I was simply okay, so there’s nothing to get worked up over.” Sally was too much in a panic-like state to notice the paper her trainer was carrying.

Sally facepalmed. “Eric, anyone sane would probably get worked up over it. Now....why don’t you just stay here....and I’ll tend to the pony for you? How does that sound?” Sally emphasized by raising her eyebrow.

“We’ll get to that later, right now, I wanted to see the stallion. We need to make sure he’s okay.” Eric said in an all business-like manner.

Sally was about to say another word, but knowing how resolute her trainer can be, she slightly bowed her head with sigh. “Fine...”

Eric nodded. “Alright, Sally, as for you, I’m going to need you to look around the sea for any Tentacruel that might still be around. It might be nothing, but the last thing we need is another rampaging Pokémon in the middle of civilians.”

With a nod, Sally went into guard duty as she dutifully looked around the sea for any potential Jellyfish threat that hadn’t been dealt with.

With one problem finished, he turn to float toward the other. “You can rant at me later if you want, right now, we still have work to do.” The Salamence’s trainer offered.

Taking that offer to heart, pre-planning a ranting is in order.

Meanwhile, a certain Reuniclus is surrounded by crowds at a reasonable distance as he got to work. Concerning the state of the stallion, he is forced to use Psychic in order to scan for any life-threatening injuries just like Eric had requested. Full concentration is in order.

As quick as he did the scan, he finished it, signaled when he opened his eyes.

“How is he?” The voice caused Will to glance behind him to find that Eric is wet with water dripping occasionally, but okay. Although, looking closely and his face says otherwise..

“Had a nice swim?” Will grinned. “I think some birds told me that the water is nicer this night. With some deathbringer Jellyfish prowling it, of course. Next time, try to strap a swimsuit before pulling off such a magnificent stunt.”

If Eric gave any indication of hearing the sarcasm, he didn’t show it as he instantly focused on the stallion. “Is he okay?”

“Besides the fact he had been knocked out by some Hydreigon out of nowhere and unconsciously drinking a lot of seawater, anymore stupid question you want to ask?”

Eric stopped himself from asking further after the yet, another sarcastic reply that hints the stallion’s condition.

“Alright,” Wiping more dripping water off his forehead, he added. “Tell me if the ICU is here. And keep a close eye on him.”

“Yeah, if this place even had an ICU.” Will mumbled. “Good thing too, since Doctor Will is here to treat the sick and injured.”

After Eric gave the command, he shook his head. He was in no mood to deal with the sarcasm.

He just resolved to float away in thought. “Damn, from bad to worse, this is what happens if I put too much hope on things. It’s up to the stallion now to take care of himself.” Resisting the urge to rub his forehead, he still remembered the small piece of paper that is found during his path toward the crowd.

Realizing he hadn’t even got to reading it, he reopened it.

His eyes had seemed to find some consciousness within themselves as it glued to the paper in an attempt to scan every single piece from one end to another. The contents of the paper revealed, and his eyes slowly narrowed at the curvy words he’s reading. In the end, he had widened his eyes.

But what made him lose his cool for a moment, was that this world wasn’t as peaceful as he thought.

He was so deep in thought that he didn’t realize he had clutched the paper within both mouths tightly. “What does this mean, then?” Staring at the paper in question, Eric slightly gritted his teeth at the prospect of the existence of criminals in this city, or possibly, this entire new world.

“Should I.....follow this information....or just leave it be?” The Hydreigon knew where his own train of thought leads, and it wasn’t as good as he thought it would be.

“Dammit, just when I thought that we had finally found a peaceful world.” Eric cursed in frustration. “Just.....what am I supposed to do now?”

His answer will come much sooner than later which is unknown to him at this moment.





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