New Allies (Day 1)
Most creatures in the world view being royalty as the easiest sort of life. You could do whatever you pleased, when you pleased. Problems would arise, yes, but some random hero would most likely come and save the day. A king could just sit back and relax.
King Trotankhamun used to live the life of luxury. He used to be able to do anything he wanted. He had the time of his life every day and every night. No one could tell him what to do and he didn’t have a care in the world.
That was when he a mere prince. A time he didn’t have to attend meetings, events, and play nice with foreign dignitaries all the time. Now he had no freedom. No time for himself. It was always something after something. His life was droll and it was killing the young king. He wanted action, excitement, something different. ANYTHING TO HAPPEN!
Of course, he finally was able to find some time away from politics. So he went to the most exotic, interesting place in Zebrica:
Bridleton
Originally nothing more than a small, military outpost, it had nothing of value. That is until Celestia and the previous king, Trotankhamun’s father, came to an agreement. You see, the two nations had always been distant. Zebrica was not exactly…welcoming of outsiders. That is, until his father. He changed everything. He hated the isolationist state Zebrica had become. So, he travelled the world and opened new avenues of trade and income.
Trotankhamun couldn’t help but smile at that thought. It was his father who helped bring the world together. During that time, Celestia expressed interest in trade with Zebrica. His father literally jumped for joy as he always wanted that. Equestria was one of the richest, if not the richest country in the world. He went one step further. He actually gave Celestia small territory to have as her kingdom. A lot of zebras were angered by this, but when the wealth started flowing in, many kept their mouths’ shut.
So Trotankhamun decided this was the best place to spend his day off. He rather loved Equestria and everything about it. In fact, he was planning a trip. That is, if he was allowed to.
Right now, he was sitting in a small café, drinking Equestrian tea.
“Ah,” Trotankhamun said, sighing in bliss. He set his cup on the table. “That hit the spot.”
The only thing keeping him from fully enjoying the evening was the zebra across from him who grunted in displeasure. High General Ahmos, leader of Zebrica’s entire armed forces. He was a crusty, old warrior. His years showed in his white and gray fur as well as the numerous battle scars that weren’t covered by his exquisite battle armor.
‘Why does he insist on wearing that at all times?’
He kept scanning the place, looking for any trouble. Trotankhamun couldn’t help but snort at that.
“Lighten up,” the young king said. “You mustn’t be so serious all the time.”
“And you mustn’t be so lax all the time,” the old general grunted.
Trotankhamun rolled his eyes. “Oh please, we’re perfectly safe.”
“Inside a town run by foreigners,” Ahmos scowled.
“Oh but you must admit they have their charms,” Trotankhamun couldn’t help but eye the light green earth pony maid who trotted by. She winked at him. Now, it wasn’t unusual for mare to flirt with the king. Beside his royal bloodline, he was a young, fit zebra that could win over even the most stubborn of females. He liked simple, such as his tunic. Of course, he still carried a sword around with himself, but it rarely left its sheath. Well, sometimes it did in order for him to impress mares.
‘I have to get that mare’s name.’
“They’re trying to lower your guard, Your Highness,” Ahmos said. “These ponies want nothing more than to wring us dry of everything we have.”
“Always a pessimist, Ahmos,” Trotankhamun scoffed. “Learn to live a little. Relax.”
“How can I relax when you’re disbanding the army?” Ahmos smashed his hoof on the table.
The king glared at him. “I am not disbanding the army. I am simply trimming the fat. We don’t need that many soldiers, Ahmos. The worst threat we have to deal with is diamond dogs and they aren’t exactly the most organized creatures. Our resources are better if directed elsewhere.”
“What about the griffins then?” Ahmos persisted. “You know how those blood thirsty fowl….”
“They aren’t blood thirsty,” the king sighed in agitation. “The Griffin Empire isn’t going to invade and they most assuredly aren’t going to eat us.”
“But Your Highness….” Ahmos tried to continue.
“Enough!” Trotankhamun said with finalty. “I came here to relax, not talk politics. The army shall be reduced and that’s final.”
Ahmos scowled, but said nothing. The old general had been persistent at keeping at keeping Zebrica’s large army. He even suggested growing it, in case of rebellion. The young king didn’t think much of that last cause. His subjects were happy and that was all that mattered. Yes, there was some unrest in the army itself, but that was no concern of his.
He just wished something of interest happened.
“MONSTER!” A random zebra stallion came chargin into the café. “MONSTER IN TOWN!”
“Monster?” Trotankhamun’s ears perked. A little tinge of happiness lit his soul. “Something exciting. How glorious.” He ran up to the stallion, who bowed. “Where?”
“Just a block away, Your Highness,” the zebra stallion answered.
“You hear that Ahmos,” the young king grinned. “Adventure awaits.” With that, the king ran towards the disturbance.
Ahmos didn’t follow immediately. He just glared at where the king used to be. “Young fool is going to get himself killed.” He let out a small smile and chuckled. He then took off after his king.
The two eventually came to a large intersection and saw something rather strange. It looked like an armored rhino. It had large armor spikes on its back.
All around it were random militia. Some of them were zebras, wearing standard white tunics and spears. Others were the golden armor of Celestia’s royal guard. All of them had their weapons trained on the creature and kept a circle around it.
This just seemed to anger the creature as it pawed the ground. It kept grunting and roaring, almost like it was trying to speak. Given its tone, it was obviously nothing good. The creature finally charged. Spears were thrown at the monster, but none of them found their mark. They either pinged off the armor, or broke in the case of the weaker zebra spears. The zebra soldier he was running at jumped out of the way, nearly missing the creature’s horn.
The creature turned around once again and roared. One of the pegasi tried bucking it in the head….All he succeeded in doing was ticking the monster off more and obviously hurting himself. He swore loudly in his native Equestrian language. The beast roared and grunted, stomping the ground hard. Nearby buildings shook and the guards fought to keep balance.
‘Sure is a heavy whatever it is,’ Unsheathing his blade, Trotankhamun grinned. “Fowl beast, take up your fight with me.”
The beast turned and glared at him. The young king ignored his glare and charged. The beast did the same. Just as the two combatants were about to collide, Trotankhamun quickly slid beside him. Now normally any sword wouldn’t do anything against armor as thick as this creatures. But the sword the young king possessed was no ordinary sword. It was his kingdom’s finest blade: Finality. With a hefty swing, he sliced across the creature’s leg. The sword….broke.
“Oh right,” the young king came to a stop. “I left Finality at home…” The creature turned to charge again. “That was pretty stupid of me.”
As the beast charged, the young king sighed. “Well, this is the end.”
Of course, the universe seemed to be on the king’s side, for before his doom came, his savior came rushing in. “METAL CLAW!” Another creature, even stranger than the one before him, came and slashed at the armored rhino across its neck and face. The rhino screamed in pain and fell on its side.
“Partner, yer in for a world of hurt,” the creature said in that Equestrian country accent. He was an odd creature. He looked like a bipedal, blue fox with a spike it its chest. It wore some sort of blue uniform befitting military and had a cowpony hat and a straw it its mouth.
It was highly unusual. ‘So exciting.’
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*Rio*
Ever since he had woken up in this strange town, the country Lucario had kept to himself. He didn’t know what to make out of these new Pokémon, but they didn’t seem like fighters to him. Oh yeah, some of them had weapons, but he wanted to look around the place first before he picked a fight with them. That was a strange way of thinking for him, but he was a bit disoriented at the moment.
So when he heard screaming, he came to investigate. He nimbly jumped from rooftop to rooftop. What he found was some Rhyhorn screaming at the top of his lungs, “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!”
The hooved Pokémon weren’t exactly answering his question with their spears. Rio thought it was a good attempt, but it wasn’t going to get through to the thick skulled Pokémon. ‘Maybe if they had one of those fancy armor piercin’ guns. Always wanted one of those.’
“Stop fucking shoving spears at me,” the Rhyhorn hollered. “Just Arceusdamn tell me what the hell is going on.”
The other pokemon didn’t respond to him. They kept talking amongst themselves.
“That’s fucking it,” the Rhyhorn yelled. “I’m just going to have to beat the intel out of you.” He charged.
None of the spears that were thrown could pierce the armored Pokémon. Seeing one of the Zebstrika, at least that’s what he thought that one was, dodge the Rhyhorn’s charge nearly made him jump into the fray right then. These little Pokémon weren’t going to stand a chance if they didn’t buck up use their abilities.
Still, he wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt. That is until another Zebstrika tried to attack the Rhyhorn with a blade. It broke, but Rio was impressed by his bravery none the less. When the Rhyhorn made to skewer him, Rio made up his mind. Jumping from the rooftop, he struck.
“METAL CLAW!”
Naturally, given both the type of his attack and his power level, the Rhyhorn was sent tumbling to the ground in pain.
Rio took a battle posture. “Partner, yer in for a world of hurt.”
The Rhyhorn grunted as it got back on its feet. “Wait a moment. You’re one of those terrorist Pokémon.”
“Ah aint no terrorist, ya rocks for brains,” Rio snarled. “How am ah one of those yellow livered cowards? Ah’m not the one attackin’ innocent Pokémon.”
“They threatened me first,” the Rhyhorn snarled. “Besides, your little Pokémon army has made my life a living hell. I mean, turning me into a Rhyhorn? Seriously?”
“What the hay are ya on about?” Rio asked.
“I was a human,” the Rhyhorn pawed the ground, readying to charge. “That is until you fuckers turned me into this.”
“Nobody can just turn into a Pokémon,” Rio was rightly confused. ‘Maybe he hit his head when he ended up here.’ Of course, he found it strange that he was using such ‘human’ language. Most Pokémon didn’t use those vulgar words. Usually only the human owned ones learned them.
“You fuckers did,” the Rhyhorn snorted. “And you’re going to pay.” With not another word, the armored Pokémon made a run for him.
Rio grinned. Now most Pokémon would know better than to meet a Rhyhorn’s charge head on. Rio saw it as a challenge. He took off. “POWER UP PUNCH!” His right fist grew with great intensity, showing off a smidge of Rio’s warrior spirit.
Rio’s attack hit the Rhyhorn dead on its snout, sending it flying into a nearby building. The Rhyhorn lay still, obviously knocked unconscious. Rio sighed. “That there was just a sad display, boy.”
Suddenly, he heard somemon clapping behind him. Looking back, it was the one who tried to attack the Rhyhorn with a sword. “Brilliant display and such power. From where do you come from, strange creature?”
“Hoenn born and raised,” Rio smiled, touching the brim of his hat in greeting. He used his telepathy to translate his speech, since for some reason the Pokémon here talked like people. “Y’all don’t mind tellin’ me where that hay ah am?”
“You’re in the fair kingdom of Zebrica,” the young Zebstrika said.
“Zebrica?” Rio rubbed a paw on his snout. “Don’t rightly know any place like that.” Turning around to look at the Rhyhorn, he grimaced. “Sorry ‘bout the damage. Couldn’t resist punchin’ his lights out. Ah get carried away sometimes.”
“Don’t think anything of it,” the zebrstrika waved a hoof to quell his thoughts. “You saved lives today.”
“Shucks,” Rio blushed and rubbed the back of his head. “Taint nothin’ really.”
“RIO!” A familiar voice raged.
Rio’s eyes widened. “Ah nuts.”
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*Commander Sev*
“So let me get this straight,” Lightning said. The trio were nearly upon the town she had called ‘Bridleton. “You both are pokemon.”
“Correct,” Commander Sev snorted in agitation. He didn’t like answering questions. He was the one usually asking them and demanding the answers. The only reason he tolerated Lightning asking him was because he wanted to get to know this fiery mare. He had a thing for girls who could hold their own and she most certainly fit the bill.
“Even though you don’t look anything alike,” Lightning clarified.
“That’s right,” Sev nodded.
“And you’re a part of an organization that fights big, hairless apes,” Lightning looked at them skeptically.
“I am not a part of it,” Sev glared at her. “I AM THE COMMANDER! I rule over the PLA with an iron tail.”
“Uh-huh,” Lightning rolled her eyes. “Just try to keep from shouting. We want to make a good first impression.”
“Then get ready for a brawl,” Lia piped up. She patted Sev on his side. “My big brother isn’t the best at first impressions.”
Sev snarled. “And my little sister doesn’t know when to shut her mind.” Lia just giggled in response.
‘Keep that up and I’ll throw you in a dungeon.’
“We don’t have a dungeon,” Lia pointed out.
Sev hissed angrily. “What did I tell you about reading my mind?”
“Not to,” Lia said.
“And what did you do?”
“Read your mind.”
“Are you going to do it again?” Sev put his face in front of hers.
“Yes,” Lia poked Sev’s snout and giggled. Sev grumbled and that fueled her laughter.
Even Lightning and Blue Skies started laughing with her.
“You two really are siblings,” Lightning said.
“Much to my chagrin at times,” Sev muttered.
“Oh you know you love me,” Lia said.
Sev didn’t answer, because he didn’t need to. Lia knew the answer already as she hugged the older Seviper. He sighed.
It didn’t take them long afterwards to enter the town. Most of the citizens were ponies like Lightning. Well, except some had horns and no wings and other had neither. There were a few striped ones that Lightning had called zebras. Not many, but enough to notice. They all stared at the group with a look Commander Sev was all too familiar with.
He was a predator after all. He knew the look of fear anywhere. The townsfolk were wondering whether they could flee or not. He almost licked his lips, he enjoyed the feeling so.
“Now remember,” Lightning said. “Make a good first impression.”
Sev nodded and cleared his throat. Taking a look around, he pointed his bladed tail towards the ground. “KNEEL BEFORE COMMANDER SEV!”
In an instant, his command had been answered. Just not in the way he wanted. They all screamed at the top of their lungs and bolted.
Lia and Lightning face-palmed/hooved.
“Mister Snake,” Blue Skies piped up. “Did you mean to scare them?”
“It is Commander Sev,” Sev corrected. “And no. No I didn’t. I simply wanted them to kneel. WHY DIDN”T THEY KNEEL?!!”
“Maybe, I don’t know, you scared the living hay out of them!” Lightning shouted at the snake.
“Nonsense,” Sev waved his tail about. “All the world knows of the glory of Commander Sev. Surely, word has gotten out of my deeds and heroism.”
“Yeah,” Lightning said. “No one’s heard of you, or Pokémon before.”
Sev gaped at her. ‘Humans are one thing, but no pokemon or any knowledge of me?’
“Oopsie,” Lia said. “Forgot to tell you that.”
Sev hissed in anger, but before he could yell some more, they heard a commotion. No, this wasn’t the commotion caused by ponies frightened off by Commander Sev’s brilliant opening speech. This was something else.
“POWER UP PUNCH!”
Sev snarled. “That idiot is starting up trouble again.” Sev raced further into the town with the others on his tail. With great speed, the lot of them came across General Rio talking with some of the locals.
“RIO!” Commander Sev roared as he raced towards his subordinate.
Rio immediately turned around and stood at attention, saluting his commander. “General Rio, reportin’ for duty.”
Sev stopped in front of Lucario. He took a look at his surroundings. “Why is there an unconcrious Rhyhorn in that building?”
“Ah put him there,” Rio smirked. “Nasty varmint wouldn’t listen to reason.”
“Oh?” Sev eyed his subordinate warily. “Was it the old ‘one-two’ persuasion of yours?”
“Yes,” Rio said with pride. “Always works.”
Sev was about to say something, when someone interrupted him. ‘Why Arceus, why?’
“If I might interject,” one of the zebras spoke up. “This creature saved the lives of myself and everyone present. If you take issue with him, you take issue with me.”
“Oh?” Sev hissed. “Who do you think you are, speaking to me like that? Do you know who I am? I am Commander Sev, the mighty leader of the PLA! None dare oppose me.”
“How dare you address King Trotankhamun like that!” An older zebra in ornate armor brandished his sword.
Sev’s eyes widened. “King?” The king nodded. Sev turned to Rio. “You saved him?” Rio nodded. Sev grinned deviously. “Rio, I think your rashness has gone in my favor for once.” He gestured for the general to follow him a ways away.
“Do you know what this means?” Sev asked in a hushed tone.
“That random violence is the answer to everythin’?” Rio said, before getting conked on the head by Sev’s tail.
“No,” Sev grinned. “You saved the life of the king. A king, Rio. With someone like that on our side, there is no telling what resources we could muster. Imagine it. With an entire nation backing us, Hoenn will fall within days. Then, the rest of the world will be within my coils and far away from those retched humans.”
“So ya want us to get buddy-buddy with ‘em?” Rio asked.
“Yes,” Sev answered.
“And what about that Rhyhorn?” Rio asked. “He kept sayin’ he was a human ‘fore someone turned him into a Pokémon.”
Obviously he’s insane,” Sev answered. “Most likely a human experimented on him. Possibly forcing memories into his brain, the rotten species.”
Sev huffed and slivered back to the king. He bowed before him. “King Trotankhamun, if I had known it was you, I would never have said such inconsiderate things.”
“No need to apologize,” the young king said. “I’ve heard worse boasts in my lifetime.”
“Of course,” Sev said.
“I’m just worried about creatures like that thing,” King Trotankhamun pointed to the Rhyhorn. “I’ve never seen anything like it…Or you before today.”
“We are Pokémon, my liege,” Sev answered. “You need not worry about us civilized ones, but there are some who have been…corrupted.”
“Corrupted?” The young king asked, looking especially nervous.
Sev’s grin grew. “Oh yes. Corrupted by the vile race of humans, or are too wild for their own good.”
“Are there more?” Trotankhamun asked.
Sev could see concern in his eyes. No doubt he loved his subjects and wanted them to be safe. That was good. He could use that, but he also saw fire within him. Something he saw all too often within Rio. This king was not one to let a challenge go un-faced.
“Hundreds, thousands, millions,” Sev lazily scratched his chest scales. “Who can say how many have winded up here? The one laying motionless over their isn’t even the most powerful of us. He is but a foolish youngster.”
King Trotankhamun was silent for a moment, before he steeled himself. “Then I want you to help me deal with them.”
Sev raised an eyebrow. The king was quick to make that decision and the Commander respected that. The king was out of his element here. He wasn’t a Pokémon, so he could not face the powers that they could possess.
“Nothing would be greater than to aid the king,” Sev said. “For now on, the Pokémon Liberation Army shall serve King Trotankhamun well.”
Trotankhamun smiled. “I’ll hold you to that.”
‘Of course you will, you fool.’ Sev thought, chuckling. ‘Soon, I shall have you wrapped around my tail so tightly, you won’t have any choice but do as I command. And with your nation under my sway, my cause shall begin anew. Stronger than ever before. The humans will shiver in terror at the horrors that I shall thrust upon them. It shall be glorious, I tell you. GLORIOUS!’ Unbeknownst to himself, his laughter had broken out into full blown evil mode.
Everyone took a step back from the laughing serpent.
Lia sighed. “Brother, your evil laugh is showing.”
Instantly, Sev shut up. He blushed in embarrassment. “Err…IGNORE ME!"
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O poor Sev.... Is he ever gonna flip when Arceous makes his speech.
4922226 I know can't wait to see that it'll be funny
I SHOULD be worried, but honestly, Sev feels more like a Pokemon version of Invader Zim
4922563 Wow, that is a perfect description.They just need a GIR, except Sev might end up killing it.
Yugioh abridged ftw!
4928970 That's great to hear.
Hopefully, my future chapters will leave you wanting more. (And smiling.) {Mind telling me which ones you liked?}
And to your question:
Yes. I couldn't resist.
Okay, so now I'm done reading this and I will give my verdict.
More please! This fic is great and Sev is awesome. I can't wait for some of the other characters to show up.
4929209 Working on the next chapter now. Will be up soon, possibly tomorrow if I can pull it off.
4929215 - Whoo!
I love Sev!
Such an old school villain.
His like zim XD
I sense Cobra Commander
Oh that's the most hilarious way to make a good first impression. Nobody in-universe may like him, but I find him hilarious. You've written his character well to have such an egotistical character be genuinely hilarious.
Hahahahahaha
Ok Sev is easily my favorite character at this point.
Should be "foul".