Chapter 9 : Siblings and Cultists
It didn’t take long for the group to reach the mansion. When they arrived, Pockets chuckled in awe as the mansion was far bigger than what she had expected. “Looks like the house of a noble alright.”
The butler took it in stride, welcoming in the new Pokemon and cleaning up the little bit of dirt that was tracked in before they even left the room. They walked through the main hall and into the living lounge, where they found a buffy white unicorn with silky blue hair, deeply enthralled in a book. As the Pokemon entered, he looked up.
“Ah, Shadow, Valerie. How did your outing go?”
Valerie smiled and moved closer to Shadow, “Very well thank you.”
“That’s good. I see you’ve brought back more friends. I thought that the only ones remaining were bird and fox-like creatures.” The unicorn chuckled.
“Well technically the only one either of us knows is the Sylveon, Frederick, who is still passed out after accidentally getting poisoned by Val.” Shadow replied.
The Poison-Type broke out in a wide grin, a bit of moisture coming to her eyes. “He’s my brother. I never thought I’d see him again, but he’s here, finally.”
“That’s wonderful. It’s always important to be with family.” He looked to the Scizor, Sylveon, Flareon and Unicorn. “I suppose you offered them a place to stay while they’re in town?”
Valerie rubbed her leg uncomfortably. “Yeah, sorry if that’s overstepping boundaries or something.”
“We can find a hotel somewhere else if need be. We have plenty of bits with us.” Steven spoke up for the first time, pointing at the saddlebag the unicorn wore.
The unicorn, who at this point Steven assumed was Fancypants, slammed his book shut, making everyone in the room flinch. “That would be preposterous! How could I in good conscience turn away the family and friends of one of my own friends. It would bring dishonor upon myself and my family!”
“We appreciate it, sir” The Bug type nodded, “My name is Steven Stone from Rustboro City, in the Hoenn region of Earth: the unicorn next to me is Pickett Midnight, from Tall Tale, the pink guy passed out here is Frederick, and the Whismur behind Pockets is Wendy.”
“Wassup!” The unicorn chimed, giving a military salute to the fancy-looking unicorn in front of him. Wendy climbed the female unicorn’s neck and stood on her head to wave at Fancy Pants, “Oh, and this little trickster is Wendy!”
“My name is Prophet,” added the Flareon, mentioning his name for the first time since they met him.
The noble nodded. “Greetings to you as well.” He looked over to his loyal butler in the corner. Looking to the Flareon and Sylveon he asked, “Are those two going to be alright? They don’t look in the best of shape.”
“I should be fine, I’ve had worse. A little rest and I’ll be as good as ever.” Answered the Fire type.
“Same with Freddy, if you cure it soon enough my poison shouldn't have any long term detrimental effects.” The Veneon nodded.
“Hmm… well if you’re sure.” He clapped his hooves twice and the butler entered again. “Loyalty, could you please go get a few rooms set up?” He looked back to the group, “Have you three had anything to eat yet today?”
Steven and Pockets looked at each other in shock, they had forgotten that their dinner had been interrupted by Wendy, and their stomachs had been growling in anger for a while, yet the commotion had lead them to ignore them.
“...And they were already paid for too…” Pockets sighed under her breath,
“Apologies, but… would you mind providing us with a meal?” Steven sighed as well, ashamed of having to ask this from their host.
Fancypants chuckled. “Well why do you think I was asking? Loyalty, fetch Barnardo.” He looked back to the Pokemon waiting expectantly. “Come along, the dining room is this way.”
The Pokemon and Pony followed the white unicorn through the halls. As they passed through the entryway, a Flaaffy ran down the stairs to greet them.
“Hey guys! How’d the date go?”
Shadow nuzzled Valerie. “It went great.” He lifted his head back up and turned to the Scizor, still holding an unconscious Frederick. “This is Steven Stone, you’ve probably heard of him.” He pointed to the Sylveon the Champion was holding. “That’s Frederick, , Valerie’s long lost brother, the quiet Whismur is Wendy and the Pony is Pockets, or Pickets… or something... I dunno.”
“It’s Pickett, but just call me Pockets, don’t ask why” The unicorn shrugged, “Glad to meet ya”
The Electric type’s eyes widened to the size of teacup platters. “Steven Stone? The Steven Stone?”
“Uhm… indeed?” The former champion said dubiously.
The Flaaffy darted forward and held his plush paw up to the Scizor. “I can’t believe it! I… I’m honored to meet you again sir!”
“Uhm… pardon me, but I don’t think I recognize you… given our current bodies it’s hard to remember old acquaintances”
“You’re pretty famous, huh Steven?” The navy blue unicorn chuckled.
“My name is Tyler Watsky. We met once just south of Petalburg woods, but I doubt you’d remember me. You fixed up my Fennekin after I lost my first battle and gave me some encouraging words.”
“Yeah, forgive me. My memory is not that good, I’ve met many trainers in my journeys. But if I gave you some advice, it means I saw potential in you. So glad to see you’re here, in this planet that is.”
“You’re babbling mister Champion, can’t really handle fanboys, huh?” Pockets mocked, nudging him.
“That’s ok. I bet it’s hard to remember guys like me when you’re off saving the world and overseeing Pokemon Championships and such.” He clasped his paws behind his back and blushed slightly.
Pockets stomach growled loudly, interrupting the awkward pause after Tyler’s statement. “Can you guys leave the autographs for later? Seriously, we have not eaten all day long.”
Steven heard the rumble in his own stomach, and looked at the former human in front of him ashamed, “I’m feeling hungry as well, we can speak on the dining table, if that’s ok with you, Tyler”
“Sure! It’d be an honor.” He grinned.
Loyalty approached them again, “Excuse me sirs, and ma'ams. Your rooms are ready should you wish to get some shut eye. If you need any other assistance just ask.”
“Thank you,” Steven nodded at the butler, “We’ll dine first and then we’ll go take some rest. Although, I think it would be the best to leave Frederick resting, it’s no good to have him in my arms all the time, I’m sure a comfortable bed should help him out. “
“Of course, give him here and I will take him to one of the rooms.” The butler stepped forward to receive the Sylveon but Valerie stepped in front of him and shook her head.
“Thank you, but Shadow and I can take him up.”
The stallion nodded and continued onward, looking for some other service he could contribute around the manor.
Steven carefully placed the unconscious Pokemon on Shadow’s back, and the Umbreon, along with his mate, slowly made their way upstairs, Prophet following close behind.
The remaining Pokemon and Pony continued on to the dining hall, where Barnardo gave them some pasta that he believed to be a shameful example of his culinary skill due to him having to rush it before he left for home, yet for the trio of adventurers, it was heaven.
“Sweet Celestia this is good!” Pockets chuckled, muzzle full of noodles.
“Indeed, this is pretty tasty,” Confirmed the Scizor, trying to eat as slowly as possible, enjoying every little detail of the meal that was in front of him.
“Dude, if you keep eating like that you’ll finish up by the sunrise! Just grab a bunch of them and get them all in your belly!” Pockets grabbed a considerable amount of noodles with her fork, placing them all on her mouth at once and slurping them all with great force, which caused all the noodles to slap her face instead of directly going into her mouth, causing a chuckle in all the presents.
“So, how did you end up meeting Valerie and Shadow?” Inquired the Flaaffy.
“Well, the Whismur, Wendy, caused some chaos on the place we were dining at. Her ability caused a bunch of ponies to fall asleep, yet we ended up becoming friends, and when we went to look for something to eat, she spotted Valerie and went to greet her. Then things started… getting rather chaotic, but I believe we’re lucky to have found her, she seems to be a rather nice Pokémon.” Steven explained, before getting another bite of the meal, “What about you? I don’t think any trainer could just casually find a one of a kind Pokémon like her.”
Tyler chuckled. “She isn’t one of my Pokemon. We met her after the mass exodus. She and Shadow got put in a cage together when the guard was still rounding up Pokemon.”
“So the Pokemon were causing problems here as well? Damn you guys are troublemakers,” The unicorn joked, her mouth once again full of food which made it hard to understand her.
“We’re pretty much aliens in this world, so it’s understandable.” Steven deadpanned, before turning his head to the Electric type, “Tyler, once again, I am sorry for forgetting, but could you please remind me how we met?”
”Sure, I wouldn’t expect you to remember, it was like a year ago, and I’m sure you meet tons of trainers like me.” The former human cleared his throat, “I was just a few days into my journey, and was about to head into Petalburg woods. Up till that point I hadn’t battle any trainers, really just fighting wild Pokemon and rocks, heh. This snooty guy named Winston challenged me to a 1v1 between my Fennekin, Kenny, and his Zigzagoon. He ended up totally destroying me. The closest Pokemon center was miles away and he was too much of a stiff to give me any potions. Then you came out of nowhere and reprimanded him for not helping me, and gave me a full restore. My spirits were pretty crushed after the loss so you gave me a few kind words about believing in myself and then you were on your way.”
“Oh! The trainer with the Fennekin, I remember now. How did your adventure go? I did see potential in you, especially on the bond you had with the Fennekin.”
Tyler smiled, then sighed, “It was going great. I had six badges, and had just made it to Lilycove when all this” he gestured around “Happened. I was planning on catching a water type and swimming out to Mossdeep the next day but then Arceus did his thing.”
“I see.. Six badges? You’ve become pretty strong, haven’t you? That’s good.” Steven remarked.
“So what are you doing here in Canterlot? I showed up here and got a place to stay so I figured I’d go sedentary for a while.” The Flaaffy inquired.
“We’re going to the Everfree Forest” The unicorn interrupted, cleaning the massive amounts of sauce on her muzzle with a fancy-looking napkin, and yawning after finishing, “Steven wants to talk with your god, something like that.”
“I just wish to ask Arceus some things, Miss. Midnight here had some business in Canterlot, so we decided to stay here for the night. If Frederick is better by the morning, we’ll be planning our departure, after he solves some details with his… sister that is.” The former champion buzzed softly.
“Ok, makes sense. Valerie went to see Arceus immediately after his announcement and took Shadow with her. I don’t know what happened when they were gone but next thing I know one of my partners is in a relationship. I don’t mind that he’s settling down and all it just bugs me they won’t tell me what happened to bring that about.” He sighed. “I don’t mean to be nosey, but… you know. Shadow is one of my best friends, my first Pokemon to evolve. I just don’t like being out of the loop.”
“If I may, they seemed pretty happy together, and your Umbreon, Shadow, seems to care a lot about her. I know how hard it is when your own Pokémon hide things from you, but you have to remember that, they have feelings just like us. They have their own life, and still they decide to share part of that life with us, but it doesn’t mean we have full control over them. We are their trainers, yes, but we are also their friends, and we have to respect their decisions.” Steven took a sip of the glass of water that stood next to the now empty dish, “By the way, we appreciate the food. Tell our host that it was marvelous.”
Tyler smiled. “Thanks for the advice, and I’ll be sure to do that.” He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall between the two large windows to his right. The hour hand was nearing the eleven mark. “I suppose we should probably turn in soon, you probably have a full day ahead of you tomorrow with meeting Arceus and all.”
“Once again, thanks to both you and our host. If you don’t mind, could you lead us to our rooms?” The Scizor requested, before poking the suddenly sleeping pony at his side.
“Wait… what, what did I miss?”
Steven chuckled softly, “That explains why you were so quiet all of the sudden.”
“I would lead you to your rooms, but Fancypants has like twenty or something in this place. I don’t know which ones are prepped for your stay.”
For once Tyler didn’t flinch when an aged voice spoke up behind him, “I would be happy to lead you to where you’ll be staying. Come with me please.”
The Scizor and Unicorn followed the butler through the doors, and were lead upstairs. Pocket's room was the first on the left. “Thanks, sleep tight!"
“Aaaand I have sudden insomnia, great. That food must have done something to my belly.”
Pockets got off her bed, looking around at the huge room they provided for her and Wendy. “So many things but nothing to do. And Wendy’s completely asleep so I can’t ask for her help, it’d be rude. What… to… do…” Pockets opened the main door, and stepped outside. Just a couple of lights illuminated the hallway. “Maybe there’s a kitchen around here somewhere, maybe I can get some milk to help me out.”
The unicorn slunk downstairs, trying to avoid being spotted by those still awake, who were mainly servants. “This is going to be my biggest heist yet… a glass of milk in the house of a famous noble!” The unicorn chuckled under her breath, teleporting around and hiding in the shadows. “No one can spot the famous Robin Hoof of Tall Tale! Pickett Midnig--”
“Do you require anything ma’am? I’d be happy to fetch something to help you sleep.”
At the sudden interruption, Pockets, who was carefully standing on a shelf, found herself falling to the floor. “Gah! You came out of nowhere! Do you ever sleep?”
“I make myself available for any who may need assistance.” Replied Loyalty, his face still showing no emotion.
“No offense, but that’s creepy.” The unicorn chuckled awkwardly, “I was just looking for the kitchen, want to get some warm milk and whatnot. Do you think you can tell where that is?”
“Of course madame, follow me.” The old butler turned and led her through the dining room, into the kitchen through a side door. She stood awkwardly by the entrance while he retrieved a bottle of milk, and poured it into a glass. His horn lit up for a few moments and a bit of steam and bubbles rose from the drink, before handing it off to her levitation. “If you need anything else just ask.”
Pockets took a tentative sip from her glass, spitting it back in when she found it to be boiling hot still. She set the glass back down and looked around, but the butler had already disappeared.
“Geez, what’s wrong with that guy…” Levitating the milk, she decided to walk around the mansion while the milk cooled down. The wide windows let the moonlight come in, softly brightening the place up. She went upstairs, having a good look at the various fancy items in the mansion, wondering the value of each one of them. She reached the guest rooms, and saw the two Pokémon they met at the Donut Shop earlier standing in front of a room, the one she assumed was Frederick’s.
“Hey, sup.” The unicorn saluted, catching the attention of the cuddling duo.
“Oh, hi. Pockets right?” Valerie broke off from Shadow at the Unicorns approach.
“Sorry, if I’m interrupting anything I’ll just be on my way!” The blue pony chuckled awkwardly.
“No! Don’t worry it’s fine. Fredericks your friend so if you wanna check on him or something that’s fine.” The Veneon gave an equally awkward smile.
“I guess he hasn’t woken up yet… you doing ok? He’s your brother after all.”
Valerie smiled, “I’m fine. I honestly hadn’t expected to meet him so soon! I had been planning on meeting our parents soon. When I went to see Arceus he told me they were in a city called Las Pegasus. I would have probably gone in the next few days.”
“Your parents, huh.... Hey, do you mind having a walk with me? I have some… questions.” Pockets scratched her head, a bit embarrassed of doing such a request to someone she had just met.
Valerie looked to her mate. “I’ll keep an eye out while you're gone, if he wakes up I’ll come find you.”
The Poison type gave him a lick on the cheek, stood up, and walked over to Pockets, making a “lead the way” gesture with her head.
The two strolled silently through the corridor until Shadow was out of sight, and Pockets finally cleared her throat. “Frederick seemed… uneasy when he found out who you were, something about being his fault… sorry if it’s a delicate topic, but he’s my friend, and I’d like to know what happened to him… to you.”
Valerie’s ears flattened. “Well, I can’t tell you much about what happened after I was kidnapped, after all, I wasn’t around, but I do know that he’s different now. I only recognized him because he sounds so much like our dad, and his name is Frederick.”
“I see… he also mentioned… others? You had other siblings?” The unicorn asked, a bit saddened and ashamed by talking about the topic.
Valerie nodded. “Yes, two brothers. Marc and Eric. Both their deaths were… gruesome to say the least. You see, Shadow, Frederick and I all evolved from the same species, Eevee. Eevee has eight documented forms, and many believe there to be more. I’m proof of that, as the new ninth. The doctor wanted to discover more Eeveelutions, so he kidnapped us to be the ‘lucky frontiersman’ of our species. Marc died in his first attempt, and Eric… Eric was the first one I ever poisoned.”
“That’s… horrible… Sorry for bringing it up. Frederick sure had it hard then, explains why he hates humans so much.” Pockets sighed, “I guess you guys used to be really close, weren’t you?”
The Poison type nodded. “Yeah, he was the oldest out of all of us. He had a really bad case of overprotective big brother syndrome. He got in trouble once for beating up this Poochyena that was teasing me! I’ll never forget the look on that guy’s face when he came charging in with a swift attack.”
“Haha, that sounds like what he would do… No wonder it hit him so much… losing you must have been so painful…” She noticed a tear slowly rolling down Valerie’s cheek, and grimaced slightly. “Here, you want some milk?”
This earned a slight smile from the Eeveelution. “No thanks, I wouldn’t want to poison you, even if Shadow is nearby. Ingesting my poisons are way worse than having it absorb through your skin.”
“Aaaaand that is not something I needed to know.” The unicorn chuckled, “Thanks for hanging out with me, Valerie.”
Shadow watched the two girls depart, a small smile growing on his snout. It was good to see that she was still making new friends. Only Arceus knows what sort of emotional issues she could have ended up with after her experience. At least reclusiveness wasn’t one of them. Before he could reflect on it further, he felt something snaking its way along his barrel, before he could react another one covered his mouth, they both then simultaneously tightened and pulled him into Fredericks room.
“Well then, hello pretty boy. Finally we can have a one on one conversation, don’t you think ‘brother in law’?”
“Mmph, mmph.”
Frederick chuckled diabolically as he held him in his soft yet firm ribbons, “Easy there, you’ll have time to talk soon enough. You know... I don’t really like your kind, Umbreon, in fact you are on my top hated things in the world, just below humans, and just above babies. So you better answer carefully. What are your intentions with my sister?”
Frederick released the Umbreon, letting him breathe again.”I don’t know what you mean!” He sputtered, drawing in as much air as he could.
Not satisfied, Frederick covered his mouth again, and giggled, “No, no, not a good enough answer. You know, I’ve always wondered… some people say that Eeveelutions always fall on their feet... who knows, this place is pretty high up.. and with a couple of Moonblasts... “ Frederick grabbed Shadow once again, and looked at him with a dead-stare. “What are your intentions with my sister, I’ve met some pretty rotten Dark types before, give me one reason to believe you’re different.”
Shadow growled “Look man, she came onto me! And I’ve been helping her readjust to not living under the fear of a psychopath. I don’t have any ‘intentions’ other than to help her in any way I can.” He returned the Sylveons glare, “And don’t think that some stupid type advantage will mean too much in a battle. My trainer planned for encounters with fairies.”
“Oh, tough boy aren’t you? Trained as well… that explains the ‘creative’ name,“ Frederick smirked, “Listen, I’m just protecting my little sister, and I don’t really trust you, at all.”
“If you’re trying to ‘protect’ her, where were you when we were both tossed in a cell together just for being Pokemon? Or when she found out she killed someone and tried to get herself arrested? Huh? I’ve been protecting her too you know!”
Frederick dropped Shadow, and grunted under his breath, “Oh… that was most definitely a wrong answer, you fucking asshole!” Frederick grabbed him once again and threw him in the air, before swiftly throwing two small Moonblasts at the Umbreon, sending him back.
Shadow managed to dodge one of the two Moonblasts, but the other impacted him square in the shoulder. The force threw him back into a wall, where he quickly threw up a protect to block the next two attacks. His tail glowed a bright white and he rushed forward, hitting the Sylveon in the jaw, drawing a bit of blood with the super effective Iron Tail.
“Oh ho ho. You fucking asshole, you represent everything I hate in life.... it’s going to be fun to beat you up!” Frederick released a strong Flash in the room, blinding Shadow for a couple of seconds, and just as he regained sight, another Moonblast hit him directly between his eyes.
The Umbreon stumbled back, before his eyes glowed a purple light, and a viscous bubbling liquid was shot at the Sylveon, infecting him with the toxin, causing him to shudder violently. Frederick chuckled, then copied the Umbreon, sending his own Toxic attack out. To his surprise, the Umbreon didn’t even flinch as he was infected.
“Sorry, that’s not gonna work. Thanks to your sister I’ve started to build up a resistance. Give me two hours and I might start to feel a little wobbly.”
“For Arceus’ Sake… you dirty bastard. I still have enough time to beat you up before the Toxic takes me down.” As Frederick grunted, he Moonblasted the Umbreon once again, who dodged it effortlessly, but was surprised when the Sylveon himself tackled him out of the window, and onto the roof. Shadow barely managed to hang onto the edge, and pulled himself back up onto the tiles.
He erected another Protect, blocking another few Moonblasts, and then healed himself with Moonlight. “That all you got?”
Frederick called for a Wish to heal himself as well, annoyed by the taunts of the Umbreon who until now had been able to take his hits with ease, “You piece of garbage… I won’t let you get close to my sister, no matter how, but I’ll stop you two from being together any longer… even if I have to kill you for it!” Frederick rushed to the Umbreon, tackling him. they both found themselves rolling around on the rooftop of the mansion, punching and kicking each other on the way down. Frederick was ready to send another Moonblast, and Shadow was ready to use another Iron Tail, but both were stopped when they reached a balcony, and a loud shout of anger and confusion called their attention.
The two were forcefully yanked from one another by a blue magical grip, and held there in the air, both panting and glaring at the other.
“WHAT IN ARCEUS’S NAME ARE YOU TWO DOING?” shrieked Valerie.
“Well I did say I’d let you know when your brother was awake.” He gasped out.
“Hey Sis, I was just having a small chat with your pesky boyfriend, we were just playing and whatnot.” The Sylveon chuckled with anger, hissing at the Umbreon with his sight.
“Somehow I find that doubtful,” Pockets glared.
Valerie turned to Shadow, “What’s going on Shadow?”
The Umbreon gasped for breath for a few more seconds, having taken a hard kick to the stomach right before they were separated. “Your lunatic of a brother yanked me into his room and started interrogating me! Something about him not trusting me around you. Words were exchanged, then blows, now we’re here.”
“Is this true?” She turned sharply to Frederick.
“That’s one way to put it, I just wanted to know if he could be trusted, and hey! What a surprise, he can’t be trusted at all, you should probably break up with him as soon as possible, you deserve better than.. that” Frederick chuckled, just now receiving the heal from the Wish he had called for earlier.
Valerie’s eyes darkened. “You think you have the right to tell me who I can and can’t fall in love with?”
“Kind of, yeah.” The Sylveon said dryly.
The Veneon growled, “Does that give you an excuse to attack and possibly harm my mate?”
“He got on my nerves! The idiot taunted me about not being with you for when you needed help! Freaking idiot…” The Fairy grunted under his breath.
“There’s a difference between taunting and citing examples of when I helped her instead of you.” The Umbreon shot back.
“She was taken away from me years ago you asshole! How was I supposed to help her?”
“Well I never accused you off not being there, I was just saying that maybe you aren’t the only one who can help her!”
“Oh, sure, that's totally what you meant back there, you idiot can go and suck a-”
“STOP FIGHTING!” Pockets interjected, “You two are both acting incredibly immature, and in your case, Frederick, that’s saying something!”
“S’not my fault…” The Sylveon snorted.
“He started it,” whined the Umbreon.
“I can’t believe you two, especially you Frederick. I would have thought that you would be more mature after five years.” She looked to Shadow, “I know it was probably mostly self defense from you, but there must have been better ways to deal with it than fighting.”
Before either could retort there was a sound of shattering glass from around the corner of the building. Pockets finally set down the two Eeveelutions, gave them a shushing gesture, and put an invisibility spell on herself.
“We’ll discuss this later, I’ll go check whatever that was.”
“I’ll go with you, just so I can get away from those idiots for a bit.” She gave a glare to the two rivals, “Don’t do anything even stupider while I’m gone.”
Frederick glared at the Umbreon, but before he could throw more blame at him, he felt a sudden pain hit his stomach, as the Toxic from earlier became stronger. “I hate you… gah.”
“Let me help you with that,” before the Sylveon could protest he felt the poison fade away with a glow from the Umbreon’s eyes.
“I’ll use my own damn move to heal my health next time if you don’t mind.” Was the only thanks the Dark type received, before Frederick jumped into a nearby roof, his feelers glowing softly while he prepared Flash to illuminate his way.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“What? Do you think I’ll just leave Pockets and Valerie to investigate whatever that was by themselves? As much as you hate the idea, I’m her brother, and I’m also Pockets’ Pokémon.”
“Fine, then I’m going too.” The Umbreon padded along behind the Fairy, as he reached him he lit up his rings, thus making the Flash pointless. The Sylveon grunted at his assistance, and advanced forward.
Both Valerie and Pockets walked slowly towards the origin of the glass shattering, careful to not call attention to them, and that was for a good reason, as in the distance, they managed to hear an extremely odd conversation.
“You idiot! I told you to open the window not to smash it!”
“Well how are we supposed to do that? We don’t have fingers.”
“You’re a Psychic-Type! Use your freaky mind powers!”
“Oh, right. Oops.” There was a light blue glow, and the sound of a window being opened.
“Well now that the glass is broken, we’re just making more useless noise!”
“You’re the one who’s yelling.”
“Gaah! My feet! Clear away all this glass before I skin off the rest of my foot!” A Luxio limped into view, and Valerie and Pockets shrank further into the shadows to avoid being detected by the intruders.
A Bronzong floated over the glass, picking it up and depositing it outside the window, making light clinking sounds as it hit the ground.
The Luxio spoke, “Oh come on! Now you’re just blocking the way for the others! Go open the next window over, and don’t smash it this time!”
The Bronzong obeyed, and opened up the next window, thankfully the one opposite from the thief and her friend. Several more Pokemon came inside, a Vileplume, an Arbok, a Mightyena, and a Bibarel.
The Luxio, obviously the leader, began issuing commands again. “Find the Flareon, do not engage on your own. If you find him, make the signal. You all remember the signal right?” There was a general nod of confirmation, and a few let out ridiculous ca-caw sounds. “Good, now, Steve and Barbie, you check the second floor east wing, Cabbage, Six, you two get second floor west wing. Mighty and I will check the whole first floor. Move!”
“Sure thing Sparkles!” The Mightyena barked happily
“I’ve told you… don’t call me that, I’m Sparks!” The Luxio grunted back.
The Pokemon scattered, the snake and bell Pokemon luckily passing by the two hiding without noticing them.
“Geez, these guys must be newbies, telling their names loud and clear during a heist. Let's follow them and see what they do.” Pockets chuckled, as she once again casted the invisibility spell on herself and Valerie, and followed the leader and his annoying sounding partner.
“Shouldn’t we go wake the others?” Questioned Valerie.
The pony smirked. “Nah, with noobs like these guys, we got it in the bag.”
“Just because they don’t know how to efficiently break and enter doesn't mean they can’t handle themselves in a fight. They could be dangerous.” The Veneon replied.
“Fine… We’ll wake up someone when we get upstairs, let’s follow them some more, this’ gonna be fun.” Pockets giggled, rubbing her hooves together in anticipation.
“If you had listened you’d know this is the group in charge of the first floor.”
“Gah, you’re right…” The unicorn rolled her eyes “You wanna go warn the others? I’ll keep an eye on them.”
“Got it,” The Veneon stepped out of the range of the invisibility spell, and padded silently down the corridor, turning the corner and quickly going up the stairs in the main entryway. Once she made it to the top, she checked to see if the Arbok and Bronzong were there. The two were just entering a room, a luckily empty one, and she quickly went up the final step and made a rush for Steven’s room. Before she could she found herself in a psychic grasp.
“Well what do we have here huh?” The Arbok slithered over and took a good look at the strange Pokemon before her. “You aren’t our target, that’s for sure.”
“Maybe it’s one of those weird creatures that roam around, ya know, like the ones we beat up mercilessly to get a place for our base!” The Bronzong joked happily.
“Put me down!”
“Oh so it is a Pokemon, or at least one of the intelligent local species. I think it’s most likely the former, you look a lot like an Eeveelution,” She hissed. “Some sort of freak I suppose.”
There was the sound of another window shattering, and a shadow ball flew through the air, impacting the Bronzong. causing him to drop Valerie. “She. Is not. a FREAK!”
Frederick landed in front of Valerie, hissing at the two intruders, even with the obvious type disadvantage.
Shadow ran in behind him, also charging up a Shadow ball. “If you know what’s good for you you’ll go find your friends and leave. Now.”
The Arbok let out something between a hiss and a laugh. “The Umbreon could be a threat, but a pretty pink little thing like you? Go play with some dolls.”
“Heh… you snake freak underestimate me. I’ve dealt with things three times your size, I’ve been the ruler of a freaking forest infested by the ones like you. For me, you’re nothing but a weakling. Type advantages make me laugh.” As the Fairy boasted about his abilities, he released a strong Flash, blinding the Arbok, and sending it back with a Shadow Ball.
Shadow quickly sprang into action, also sending out a Shadow Ball at the Bronzong, who shrugged it off with his high defense. “Looks like this’ll be fun,” he grunted.
Arbok hissed, and yelled “Toxic!!” Three blobs of poison were sent out, impacting all three of the Eeveelutions, the only one affected fully being Frederick. The Sylveon flinched, and conjured another Shadow Ball, which sent the snake flying into a door. She righted herself, hissed, and lunged at the Sylveon, who dodged out of the way, and used Double Team, the room filling up with ten more of him.
Shadow and Steve were both taking turns protecting, throwing attacks, using heal moves, and attacking again.
“Hurry up little kitty, I don’t have all night.” The Bronzong then took a Dark Pulse straight to the face.
Meanwhile, on the first floor, the sounds of the fight could be heard clearly, as the explosions and the hits alerted the Luxio and the Mightyena that their partners were found.
“It’s probably the buffoon Steve. Let’s go, maybe if we get up there fast enough, we can end the battle quickly.” The Electric type growled.
Pockets panicked at the sudden order of the Luxio. She thought for a few seconds, trying to get an idea of how to distract them, until the bulb in her head lighted up. The unicorn teleported in front of the pair of Pokémon, with a fancy-looking dish equilibrated on her hoof.
“Hello gentleman, welcome to the mansion, what can I do for ya? You sneaky intruders.” She said calmly, on a slight sensual tone.
“Another one of those Ponyta creatures! Get outta my way, or I’ll bite you!” The Mightyena growled, taking a defensive stand.
“Easy there, bud. I’m not here to stop you from doing whatever the hell you guys are planning to do.” Pockets dropped the plate, and with her levitation spell, she rolled it towards the wall. “I’m here to help you. You see, I’m a professional equestrian thief, and I saw how you and your friends got inside the mansion, and I gotta say, you Pokémon did a terrible job!” Pockets teleported next to the Luxio, who began charging sparks of electricity on his tail, trying to do a menacing stand. “Now, you big boy, you seem to be the leader. Isn’t it annoying when your group just doesn’t follow your orders?”
“Don’t taunt me Ponyta, we have a job to do!” The Luxio growled menacingly at Pockets, sparks coming out of his mouth, before advancing towards the staircase.
“Think Pockets, you need to keep these two around.” The blue unicorn teleported between the two Pokémon, and with a cool grin, she attempted one more time to convince them to stop and chat, “Come on, no need to be aggressive.I’m just trying to help you. Just imagine being able to sneak inside any house without even being detected, believe me it’s the most glorious feeling in the world. I can help you become the stealthiest group in this entire planet.”
The Mightyena spoke up then. “Hey Sparkles, isn’t this the Pony that Digger told us about from before? The one that was with the green Scizor”
“Sparkles” turned around and growled at his partner. “Don’t call me that. And yes, now that you mention it I think you’re right. Ponyta, by the order of our great Lord Helix you are under arrest for interfering in his godly business.”
Pockets was scared and confused, her cover had been blown up, and the two Pokémon were probably going to kill her, if she was lucky that is. “Ok, yes I was with the bug guy, but I was just… uh. I was just eating donuts?”
“You are still guilty Ponyta. Come quietly or else....”
Pockets walked back, as the two Pokémon slowly got closer to her, fangs showing and claws ready. “Oh boy, this is not going to be pretty.”
“Hey assholes, you’re on private property you know.” Before the two could advance any further, an orange blur impacted the Mightyena, flinging him into the Luxio. Before either could react, a Scrafty used a Poison Jab, hitting the electric lion this time. The Mightyena latched onto the Scrafty’s tail with Crunch, but he quickly turned around and hit the invading Dark type between the eyes with a drain punch, knocking it out for good.
He felt a shock hit him on his back, and he turned around again and replied with a Head Smash, sending the Luxio flying. Before he could finish the lion, it quickly jumped up and ran off, howling in pain and tucking his star tipped tail between his legs.
Once the coast appeared to be clear again, he turned back to Pockets. “Sup, I’m Damian. I don’t know you, but you looked like you were trying to help, so I won’t beat your sorry ass quite yet.”
“Kinda rude, but I appreciate the help, dude. Name’s Pockets, and I’m friends with the purple cat and the sheep guy.” The pony replied, holding out a hoof.
Damian accepted, and looked up the stairs, the sounds of the battle still raging. “I suppose we should go help out now huh. Oh and also, thanks for buying me some time to charge up with Dragon Dance.”
“Didn’t know I was doin’ that, but you’re welcome!” Pockets chuckled, advancing towards the staircase.
“Hey Cab. What are we looking for again?”
“The Flareon traitor, we have to find him and bring him to Lord Helix.”
“Right. And how are we going to find him?”
“Searching every room, he must be asleep.”
“Makes sense. And why are we-”
“I swear Six, just be quiet and keep looking, or I’ll Giga Drain you. Check in that room ahead, I’ll guard the door.”
The Bibarel turned the doorknob with his teeth, stepping inside carelessly to search for his target.
“Hello, any Flareon here? “
“You dumbass! Don’t announce yourself! Just check if the room actually has sheets on the bed, and if so see if it’s the Flareon!”
“Oh, sorry.” The Bibarel then smacked the door with his tail, causing it to slam closed loudly.
“You’re hopeless…” Sighed the Vileplume, “Why were you even selected for this mission?”
The Bibarel stood up on his hind legs and clapped happily. “The disciples of Helix all deserve their time to shine!”
The Water type walked into the room, looking around to try to find any clues that could aid his ‘special mission’. He then saw that the bed, unlike many others in that floor, was actually occupied.
“I found something!” The Bibarel chimed loudly, but all the answer he could hear was a loud smack from a facepalm. The Normal type climbed the wooden nightstand, dropping many different objects on the floor. Luckily for him, the creature resting on said bed was a heavy sleeper.
“Ok… so how does a Flareon look like? Flare… that sounds like… Seed Flare. That’s a Grass type move, so he must be a Grass type. Yes, makes sense. So, let’s see who’s under these sheets.” The Bibarel uncovered the one sleeping in the bed, to reveal a large, slim, bipedal, lime-green Pokémon, “Ok, this guy is green, so he’s totally a grass type. And the ‘eon’ in the end of ‘Flareon’... That sounds modern and technological, and this guy looks like a Steel type. Yeah, green and technological, this guy must be the Flareon!”
The Bibarel took a deep breathe, before releasing a loud “CACAW!”
As the call was given, the Grass type walked in with an alarmed look, “You found him?”
“Yup! I’m the best tracker ever!”
“Good, make sure he doesn’t wake up, we gotta leave. There’s a fight going on down the hall! We need to take the Flareon out of here and deliver him to Lord Helix!”
“I dunno, he looks pretty big and heavy. We might need Steve to get him out of here.” The Bibarel looked back to the “Flareon” with a concerned look.
“What are you talking about, idiot? Flareon are like a third your size?” The Vileplume wasn’t liking where this was going.
“I believe the correct term is ‘Scizor’ “ A voice said from behind them. As the large lime-green figure began getting up, grabbing the Bibarel by the throat with one of his pincers, “And you just woke me up from my much needed slumber.”
“YOU IDIOT! THAT’S NOT A FLAREON, THAT’S A FREAKING SCIZOR!” Said the Poison type panicking.
“Don’t… worry.. Cab. I got- I got this!” The Bibarel’s body started glowing red, and so did Steven’s eyes. The grip became stronger, as the Swagger started acting on the Scizor.
“You idiot! Scizor are known for their physical strength!” Panicking, the Vileplume grabbed a ceramic jar that was laying around yelled “Fling!”, and threw it at the angry Scizor, causing him to drop the Bibarel on the floor. “Lets go!”
Running away from the Steel type, the two Pokémon could hear the fights going on the other side, and now the first floor. Their group was being demolished, and there was nothing they could do about it. Another sound joined the battles, as a loud buzz got closer to the Vileplume.
“Where do you think you’re going, intruder?” The Scizor was now next to him, his eyes still a violent red. Steven swinged his right pincer to try to strike the cultists, but failed the hit due to his confusion, hitting nothing but a wall and hurting himself. “Gah! That’s so annoying!”
“Hey! My Swagger actually worked! See? I know what I’m doing!”
“Uhm… Six, look behind you!”
Steven once again followed the pair, as they reached the stairs. But a Tailwind let him catch up with the intruders, and before they could even reach the first steps, they were already in the Scizor’s grasp, as his eyes turned to normal, revealing that the effect of the Swagger was over.
“You two better have a good explanation for waking me up.”
The cultists gulped. “W-we were just honoring the wishes of the great Helix!” The Bibarel whimpered. “We didn’t mean any harm to you! Please give us the Flareon and we’ll leave.”
Stevens eyes hardened. “He is under my protection. And he shall not be harmed in my charge.” He then opened up a window, and unceremoniously dropped the two would be kidnappers.
Once he was sure those two wouldn’t be causing any more trouble, he began heading back to his room. “Oh… Wait. There’s the battle going on over there. I guess I should help.” He groaned thoughtlessly. “I don’t even know what time it freaking is…”
BANG. The Bronzong fell to the ground after taking a final Shadow Ball.
Shadow was panting, that was a much more intense battle than he had expected from the Psychic-Type. He looked over at Frederick, still fighting with the Arbok. He gave one more look to the downed bell pokemon before running over to the Sylveon and offering his assistance. A few more hits and the Poison type was down for the count.
“I don’t need your help, smartass.” The Fairy grunted in annoyance, “And that was rather annoying, these idiots weren’t even able to give out a proper fight.”
Shadow, trying not to make the Sylveon angrier with him, held back his sarcastic comment. “We should probably go wake up some of the others, and check if there are more of these thugs around.”
“We can do that later. First, are you hurt, Valerie? If these idiots did anything to you…” The Sylveon asked softly, taking a good luck at the Poison type to check for any major injuries
“I’m fine. The Arbok hit me a few times but I’m immune to Poison-Type attacks. It’s part of my ability.” She shot a glare at the two. “And don’t think that just because some morons broke in we won’t talk about what happened earlier.”
The males flinched under her gaze. “He started it... “ Mumbled Shadow.
“I’m just protecting you. I can’t sleep calmly knowing that my little sister who I haven’t seen for years is in a relationship with a guy I don’t know at all. What if he ends up being a pervert?”
“He’s not a pervert. If anything it’s me since I’m the one that kissed him the first time.” She growled.
Frederick remained silent. His eyes darkened, and he let out a loud growl, “YOU’VE KISSED HIM!? HOW LONG HAVE YOU TWO BEEN TOGETHER!?”
“Uuu… about a week now.” Shadow contemplated for a moment. “Actually I guess it’s more like five days. Tonight was our first real date together.”
Once again, the Sylveon remained silent, before forming a small Shadow Ball in his feeler, and throwing it at the Dark type, “YOU BARELY HAVE A WEEK AND YOU LET HER KISS YOU!? I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DID FOR HER. TRUE LOVE NEEDS WORK AND TIME. YOU DON’T JUST SKIP FRIENDSHIP AND GO DIRECTLY WITH THE CHEESY STUFF YOU PIECE OF FUCK!”
Valerie rubbed her shoulder with her tail. “Actually that’s how the relationship started really.”
“It was on the second night in Equestria.” Shadow added. “She had just found out that she had accidentally killed someone with her poison, and I was comforting her, and… well… she kissed me. And I guess I kissed her back. Since then I don’t think we’ve actually done anything more than light nuzzles and kisses on the cheek though .”
Frederick let out a loud grunt of anger, charging a large Shadow Ball in front of him, and throwing it through the window, breaking it, his eyes not deviating from the couple “Valerie I swear… I know you had a hard time these past years, but at least freaking try to control yourself! Comforting is easy, loving is not! You don’t know how painful love can be! You may think you love that smug fuck, but when you least expect it things go down the drain and you end up like a sad and angry piece of shit like me!” In sheer anger, Frederick’s ribbons emanated a strong red aura, as his red eyes left out a single, yet small tear surrounded his cheeks.
Valerie’s gaze softened somewhat. “Freddy… Is that why you’re so different than when I last saw you? Someone hurt you didn’t they.”
Frederick turned away, ignoring the question. “Take these idiots downstairs and fucking leave me alone. I need some air…” He whispered, loud enough for the couple to hear, before turning around and jumping through the hole in the recently broken window.
“I’ll assumed that he’s friendly since you two weren't beating his ass like the snake and the metal guy.”
Shadow turned to the source of the voice. “Hey Damian. Yeah, he’s… relatively friendly. He’s a guest at least.”
Steven finally made it to the scene of the battle, babbling random sounds and softly cursing the intruders for interrupting his sleep. Damian struck a defensive pose before the Scizor waved him off. “I’m with the Sylveon.”
The Scrafty looked to the two Eeveelutions, who nodded their heads in confirmation, and he then relaxed. “Sup, I’m Damian.” He held out a hand to the metal bug.
“Stone, Steven Stone.” The Scizor replied, returning the handshake, “Where’s everyone? I went to check on Pockets to see if she was OK, and she was gone, same with Frederick.”
“The blue unicorn? Yeah she’s fine. Had a nasty run in with a Mightyena and a Luxio, but I took care of em before she was hurt.” He looked down the stairs and called out, “It’s all clear up here now. You can come up.”
A navy blue blink of light sparked on the handrail, before revealing a short unicorn striking a pose, “Pickett Midnight has arrived!” She announced, before slipping on the waxed rail, and falling off towards the first floor. There was a collective gasp, and then another flash quickly brought the Unicorn back to the worried spectators.”I’m fine! Geez, that looked way better in my head.”
“Pockets... do you ever run out of energy?” Steven facepalmed.
“Give me a break, you guys all have awesome powers, i just wanted to look as cool!” The mare chuckled in return, “So, what did I miss?”
“Was about to ask the same thing. I woke up to find two intruders my room, and now I see two other Pokémon unconscious on the floor” The former human said, pointing at the Bronzong and the Arbok. “What exactly happened?”
Valerie spoke up. “I think there are only six. A Bibarel, a Luxio, these two, a Mightyena, and a Vileplume.”
“I already took care of the Mightyena, but the Luxio ran off.”
“The Bibarel and the Vileplume are currently out of the house, and most likely unconscious on the bushes outside of the mansion. We can still grab them if we need to. “ The Champion said dryly.
A nearby door creaked open, and a drowsy Flaaffy hobbled out. “What the hell happened out here?”
“Some cultists broke in and are looking for the Flareon we brought back with us.” Shadow clarified.
Tyler blinked twice, only half registering the implications of the Umbreon’s statement. “So where is the Flareon?”
The whole group paused for a moment. “Did anybody think to go see if Prophet is ok?” Valerie asked tentatively.
Another voice spoke up. “Well to be honest I think it’s a good idea to make sure the people here looking to take him should be dealt with first. But now would be a good time to see if that friend of ours is alright.” The Pokemon turned to the middle hallway dividing the two wings of the second floor, a white unicorn in a fancy white pajama shirt stood, with his monocle on.
Tyler nodded in agreement. “Yeah, Fancy is right. Where is the Flareon staying.”
Loyalty, as usual, seemingly came out of thin air once again to assist.
“He is staying in the third room in the west wing. But it would appear that the remaining invader has already taken him. It would be prudent to interrogate the remaining to determine the location of their base of operations.”
“Holy shit Loyalty, you’re effective.” Pockets chuckled, “I second his idea“
Damian poked the Arbok with a foot. “I’m pretty sure these two are down for the count. Let’s try one of the guys that safety scissors here tossed out a window.”
“As I said before, the two intruders I faced are probably unconscious. Yet that isn’t an issue.” The Champion replied, before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
“What is he doing?” Shadow asked with curiosity, receiving a shrug from Damian.
“The big guy is coming” The mare laughed dryly. Suddenly, a metallic silver saucer carefully entered the hallway through the balcony nearby, two unconscious Pokémon floating next to him, a Bibarel and a Vileplume.
“Greetings,” The Metagross saluted in a robotic deep voice, “My name is Layton, Steven’s partner”
“
It’s nice to meet you Layton, I’m Fancypants. Please be careful not to chip the floors.” The stallion grimaced slightly.
“I shall try.” The Steel type nodded curtly, “And I hope you don’t mind, but I did a superficial mind check to see if you were trustworthy, and you seem to be.”
“Layton had some bad experiences with rich ponies in the recent past.” Steven added, “And don’t worry, superficial checks leave memories and knowledge intact.”
“Does that mean they aren’t always superficial, and they aren’t always benevolent?” Shadow asked with a raised eyebrow.
“I try my best to respect the mental privacy of others, but experience has shown me that not everyone can be trusted, and my main priority is Steven’s safety.” Layton explained impassively, “Living creatures, human, Pokémon, ponies, not everyone can be trusted.”
“I suppose that makes sense. So, with your mind powers can’t you simply pull the location of these trespassers allies?” Valerie spoke up
The Steel type nodded his whole body. “I already have. They’re in a warehouse in the poorer district of the city. We should go there as soon as possible, they seem to have a plan involving sacrifice in store for him.”
“We should go now then,” Tyler spoke up. “I’ll go wake BBK, she could be handy.”
The Flaaffy waddled over to another room, and went inside. There was the sound of yelling, screaming, cursing, and apologetic pleas. After all this was over a very grumpy Klefki floated out of her room, followed by a frazzled looking Flaaffy.
“Let’s get this bullshit over with. Just because I don’t have a complexion doesn’t mean I don’t need my beauty sleep.”
Meanwhile at the cultists base…
A grumpy Delphox sat on an inflatable mattress in a cleared out bathroom. The cultists had “remodeled” it just for him, the “beautiful bride” for the “great Lord Helix.” This was probably the worst case of mistaken gender he had ever experienced.
“I swear when I get my chance…”
Before he could finish the threat, the door to the locked off room was unbarred, and an Omastar came in. “Hello beautiful! How are we tonight? One of the guards told me you haven’t tried to break out in more than four hours now, I think we may be gaining headway with you my love!”
The Fire type simply grunted in response.
“Please dear, if there is anything you need, just tell me.”
The Delphox glared at a puddle on the floor. “I want my stick back.”
The Omastar sighed. “You mean that old table leg? My craftsmen are already working on a beautifully carved staff for you to use. Why would the object of my affections ever hold that brutish club as the object of her affection?”
“It has sentimental value. Just give it back already. I promise to stop trying to burn shit with it.” He tapped his fingers impatiently on the tile floor, which was much closer than he preferred considering how dirty it was.
“I suppose I can give it back to you,” the extinct Pokemon put a tentacle to his cheek, “With one condition. You must make a prophecy using it regarding our most glorious marriage.”
“No”
“Please my love. Just one teency little prophecy.”
“No means no.”
“If you do I may let you wander the compound some more.”
Kenny was about to deny him again, but realized the major chance he had been offered.
“Fine. But I get to keep my stick.”
The Water type could barely suppress his glee. “Perfect, guards, fetch Kendra’s stick.”
“I already told you my name is Kenny.”
“Pish posh. Kendra makes much more sense.”
A Nidoking lumbered in, and handed a worn table leg to the Omastar, who in turn handed it to the Delphox.
“Now my love, look into the flame, and tell me what you see.”
“I see…”
“Yes?”
“I think I see.”
“Tell me!”
“I SEE MYSELF BASHING YOUR FUCKING SKULL IN!”
The Delphox hit the Omastar in a downward curve with his “stick” as hard as he could, sending the Water-Type flying backwards. The Nidoking quickly came back in and took back the table leg and subdued the Delphox, who was now yelling and screeching profanities at the Omastar, who was picked up and moved back out by a female Dragonite.
“I think we’re making progress.” Was all the “god” could supply.
And so, our heroes' adventure in Canterlot continues!
Hope you're enjoying this crossover with Snek, author or a New World, A New Identity. Tune in for next week to find out exactly what happened to Frederick! Or well... at least half the story 
Fun Fact: The members of the cult of Helix that have and will be mentioned in this crossover, are based on actual team members from several of the Twitch Plays Pokemon runs! Yes, I used to be a huge fan of that, and watched it all the way to the Black and White run.
Special thanks once again to my editor, Eonflare, and proofreader Evowizard you guys rock!
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Steven Stone is the pony in the cover art, right?
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Ehrm... no.That's Pockets, an OC from this story. The Armaldo used to be Steven, but I changed him to be a Scizor, yet the picture was so good, I decided to keep it.
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Add an Armaldo who gets killed off same chapter
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What, no that does not happen stop with your lies
is every Mon in this 'Cult' a complete moron? because it really looks that way...
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For the most part yeah. It does explain why later though.
...erm...dude. I never even saw this chapter before it was published, so...yeah, I can't claim credit for editing anything here.
I remember crushing him! I enjoy rematching him because he's an easy fight and gives me a lot of cash when I do destroy him.
Hope ya had some dark types or at least Pokemon that were either Flying type or had Ground nullifying abilities, seriously, most of the time, the twins just use Earthquake, just get a Salamence with Crunch and another Flying type with a good moveset, grind a little, and crush them. Easy.
You dense motherfucker...
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If you were paying close attention you would notice he does in fact have two dark types, and Fancy makes reference to a "bird like creature"
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Good point, he didn't make many changes to the chapter from my version so it was technically Thadeus who edited.
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Nice, so he'd be able to beat them without suffering Earthquake damage.
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Well damn. It wasn't Thad nor TDN who edited it, but Eon. Got confused :p
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Thad edited before I posted my side, and you didn't make too many changes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯