• Published 14th Sep 2014
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A New World, a New Lifestyle - Omega_code



A Zoroark who lived his life as a human now has to adapt living with ponies.

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Chapter 2

A soft cord of music sung out from the strings off of a guitar through a radio sitting on top of a mahogany wooden desk. Stacks of papers litter across the surface, some flapping in the wind as a fan spinned around from the ceiling. It brought cooled wave of air upon the desk and the brown coated earth pony sitting next to it. Aging wrinkles folded underneath his dullish black eyes as he read a selective set of papers from on the stacks, frowning a bit in annoyance. Reports of monsters and ghost have suddenly been called in and causing a stir amongst the townponies.

And he only had one response to that.

“Uggh... it had to be my off day for things to go down crazy,” his rough southern voice said with a tired sigh. His right hoof reached out to grab a mug of coffee and he took a long sip of it. Ugh... since when did New Hope become like Ponyville? We’re not supposed have sighting of monster or ghosts, or anything abnormal. He let out a hard sigh as he took another sip and set the mug back down. Then again, I am talking about an impossible reality... I just hope my deputies can handle all these calls we are getting. He rubbed a hoof against his forehead, as he stretched out his stiff neck.

A soft series of knocks rang on his door as a mare’s high pitch voice spoke out. “Um... Sheriff Lone Star? Miss Meadow is back and she has some... occupants waiting to be placed in a cell. Do you want me to try and file them in or-”

“I will handle it Ruby, just keep track of the sightings of these ‘monsters’,” the stallion replied, reaching over to turn off the radio.

“Understood Sheriff, I’ll go inform her,” Ruby said as the faint sound of hooves clip-clop away.

Lone Star slided off his chair and stretch out his body for a short moment before he reach up to grab a cowboy’s hat and place it over his graying tan mane. Let get this started.... I hope we got enough room in our cells to house these ‘monsters’. He headed for his office door before swinging it open, entering the main lobby of his police department.

It was a large room with wooden floors and walls. There was a curved desk sitting out in the middle, were a red unicorn mare, Ruby, sat behind it. She was already in the middle of another call, writing down details on form of paper. Off to the right was a door leading to a hallway full of cells. The cells there were sized to house nearly every race from minotaurs to teen dragons (if they ever migrated this far down). However, Lone Star doubted the builder of this place ever thought those cells were going to hold creatures Deputy Meadow brought in.

The brown unicorn stood out in the large open area of the lobby, her horn glowing as it cast a dome over what seem to be a fox like creature and a large snake. The fox like creature was almost nothing Star ever seen before, standing up right like a minotaur, dark greyish blue fur covering it’s body and a red long mane reaching almost to the floor. Some black tips stuck out of the mane as well what look like a blue turquoise jewel wrap around near the end. It had three red claws coming out from both its hands and feet, though they didn’t look very sharp and almost looked as if they were dulled instead.

The snake on the other hoof was very long, the old pony estimating it to be around ten feet from head to tail and around three feet in diameter around the main center of the body. Its body look like it was cover in a grassy looking substance, evening having leaves growing out from the side of the tail. Its head was a bit more pointed than the average snake snout, making it look bit more fit for a dragon than a snake. Yet it still had some elegant curved to it, making it match the tall, imposing, yet delicate, stance it was taking.

“So... these are some of the ‘monster’ that were reported to us?” he asked Meadow, taking his eyes away and glancing at the mare.

“The snake one, yes... the fox isn’t,” she replied. “As I was approaching the snake, the fox just ran out from an alleyway and up to the snake. It was shouting something... Zoroark I think, but I’m confident they were talking right as I was capturing them.”

“And what were they talking about exactly?” he asked, glancing back at the two under the dome.

“I... couldn’t understand, sir,” she replied, her ears flattening a bit. “The fox keep saying Zoroark, and the snake only said Serperior as it replied back.”

Lone Star frowned. Well this is getting me nowhere... “Well... if they can speak, let see if we can get any answers from them about these reports of monsters. Keep that field up tight Deputy.”

“Yes sir,” Meadow replied with a nod of her head.

The sheriff walked in front of the two, his eyes shifting between the two. “My name is Lone Star, sheriff of this town. You two caused a bit of a stir in my town. I’m wondering if you could prove any answers of why you are here.”

The snake looked at him for a moment before glancing at the fox. “Ser, Serperior,” it said, in a feminine tone the stallion noted. “Perior ser Serperior.

The fox eyes widen a bit. “Zor... Zoroark!” it replied, in a male tone, shaking it head. “Zoroa, ark ark, Zoroark!?”

“Serperior,” the snake restated in a bit of a firmer tone. “Ser serperior, serperior. Serperior, ser.”

The earth pony glanced at the two of them with an inquiring eyebrow. “Can you two even speak Equish?” he asked.

The snake glance back at the fox, gesturing its head at the sheriff. The fox began to fiddle its claws on his hands for a while before taking in a deep breath and slowly let it out.

“Yes... I can at least speak... Equish...” he replied.


“You two caused a bit of a stir in my town. I’m wondering if you could provide any answers of why you are here,” Lone Star asked Scarlet and Xerox after his introduction.

Scarlet turned her head over to looked down at the Zoroark. “Well, go ahead. You’re the only one who can talk normally.”

Xerox’s eyes widen a bit at the thought of being the one solely responsible for communication between them and these Ponytas. What if I mess up... get us both in deeper trouble than we already are? “No... I can’t!” he replied, shaking his head. “What if they can’t understand me, what if the don’t speak our language, what if I offend them!?”

“Xerox,” Scarlet said in a frimer and commanding tone. “We have to at least try, we need to find out what’s going on. So please, talk.”

“Can you two even speak Equish?” they heard the Ponyta asked, catching their attention to see him glancing between them with an inquiring eyebrow.

Scarlet glanced back at the Zoroark, tilting it down slightly to single him to answered. Xerox hands shortly found themselves rubbing against each other nervously. ...she’s counting on me... I can do this. I can. He assured himself before taking a deep breath in and slowly let it out.

“Yes... I can at least speak... Equish...” he replied, deciding to play it a bit safe and not say english instead.

“Well... now we’re getting somewhere,” he heard the sheriff mutter under his breath before his focus shifted onto Xerox. “So, who are you two and what are you doing in New Hope?”

Xerox willed himself not to wilt under the Ponyta’s gaze, not wanting to let his nervousness get to him. “My name is Xerox... and her’s is Scarlet,” he replied, holding a claw up towards the Serperior as he introduces themselves. “And... we really have no idea why were here as a matter of fact.”

An eyebrow perked up on Lone Star’s forehead. “Oh?”

Okay... try not to sound like a raving nutcase, Xerox thought to himself as he took in a deep breath. “Yes... you see... we’re not from around here... or maybe even this world in fact.”

The Ponyta blink simply at them, his expression neutral and blank.

“We’re probably from another world and we have no idea how we got here and... and... you’re not buying this at all are you?” Xerox asked, his claws fidgeting with each other faster as his heart raced inside him.

“Do you blame me for not believing y'all are sort of aliens?” Lone Star asked with an inquiring rase of his right eyebrow.

“No... not really....” Xerox answered, his ears falling flat against his head. Good going there Xerox...

“Yet it is the truth, but what’s the point in proving it right now?” Scarlet spoke up, catching Lone Star’s attention. “Right now I think the main point we should get across is that we are not a danger to your town.”

The sheriff spared a glance at Xerox, awaiting for a translation.

“She said it is the truth...” Xerox started off, picking up on what the ex-human was trying to do. “But proving it now is not important matter. It showing you we mean no harm toward you or any member of this town.”

Lone Star glance back at Scarlet, nodding his head slightly. “Well you got that right... how you’re fixing to prove that miss?”

“By working with you, if possible,” Scarlet replied.

Xerox’s ears perked up with surprised while Lone Star glanced over at him with a raise eyebrow. “What did she say?”

“She said, ‘By working with you’,” he answered. What are you getting at Scarlet?

“Oh?” the sheriff stated, glancing up at the Serperior.

“Yes,” Scarlet replied with a nod of her head. “You see, I heard your assistant writing down reports of more ‘monster’ sightings, and I can help you deal with them. I am a Pokemon Ranger, and it’s part of my job to deal with wild pokemon and keep the law in order. Xerox and I can served as advisors in how to deal with the Pokemon.”

Xerox translated, Lone Star frowning slightly as he ponder her offered. “Well... I have to say that does sound like a fine offer. But that would only open a more can of worms for for me.” He closed his eyes and his right forehoof tapped lightly on the wooden floor. “Deputy Meadow, you can let them go.” The mare nodded her head slowly as the glow from her horn faded away and the dome faded away. “You two, I would like to speak to y’all in private in my office.”

Scarlet nodded her head once while Xerox nod his several times. The sheriff turned around and walk back to his office, Scarlet slithering behind and Xerox taking the final lead.

“Close that door will ya?” Lone Star asked him as he took a set behind his desk. The Zoroark did so, closing it quietly with a soft click. Xerox then walked up to stand next to Scarlet who had coil herself in front of the desk. Lone Star glance between them as he lean onto his desk. “Okay... so you say you will offer to help with these so-called monsters, but first you need to answer some questions of mine.” The Serperior nodded her head. “Alright... first off, what’s a Pokemon?”

Scarlet glanced over at Xerox, figuring he would be best suit to answer such a question. The Zoroark cleared his throat, getting rid of some nervousness building up in his chest. “Well sir... we’re Pokemon,” he answered, gesturing a hand between himself and Scarlet. “Err... she was a human... but I guess she’s a Pokemon now too... I guess.”

“Human?” the sheriff question with a raised eyebrow.

“A race that lived beside us back on our world... to put it lightly,” Xerox replied, his claws rolling over each other, fidgeting with one another.

“Right....” Lone Star said slowly, shaking his head. “Do all Pokemon look like you two, or are there more in variance?”

“More in variance definitely,” Xerox answered with several nods of his head. “Pokemon can be almost any shape, size, object you can think of.”

“...that’s a bit hard to swallow you know,” the sheriff stated.

Xerox shrugged lightly. “I’m just answering your questions... I mean we have a Pokemon that looks kind-of like you, known as a Ponyta... save for your mane and tail not on fire....”

Lone Star blink expersionessly. “Well we don’t have ponies like that around here, I can assure you that,” he stated before shaking his head. “Now what about being a Pokemon Ranger?”

“Well... they’re a group of humans who enforce the laws on humans who’d break them,” Xerox answered. “More specifically... the laws to do with Pokemon Abuse and Pokephilia... but we’re also involved in a lot of other things too...”

“So they’re like Guards but also work with Animal Right too?” Lone Star stated.

Xerox winced a bit, thankful there weren’t any other Pokemon here with him. “Yes... but we are not animals... and I advise you not to say that to other Pokemon either. Many see it as an insult to their intelligence and sometimes act... unpleasant around those who call them such.”

“Duly noted,” Lone Star replied with a simple nod. “So... both of you were part of these, Rangers?”

Xerox shook his head. “No... only Scarlet. I’m... more into a different aspect of the law... I consider myself more of a detective than a Ranger.”

“Well at least that’s one term I do recognised,” the pony muttered. “What kind of crimes have you solved before?”

“Well... none,” Xerox replied, his ears flattening a bit. “I... haven’t really... passed my course to become a detective...”

“But you do have the skill of one,” Scarlet spoke up, mostly at Xerox than the sheriff.

Xerox glanced up at her with an indeterminate look. He knew she meant well... but he wondered if he truly had the skills.

Before the Lone Star could ask for a translation or anything else, a loud bang rang from the door.

“Sheriff Lone Star... you’re needed,” a young male voice spoke out loudly. “We just stumbled upon a murder scene and... I think we apprehended the murderer but... well you need to see for it yourself.”

The earth pony frowned as he slid from his seat and walked up to his office’s door, quickly opening and walking through it. Xerox and Scarlet both glanced at each other as they peered through opened door and looked down to the other side of the room.

Scarlet’s eyes immediately widened in shock. “Lance?!”