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Summary: A conundrum of events brings trainers of one world and a cast of outcasts in another world together in Ohfun. A mix of relationships to take place.


Comedic Soldiers

Chapter 1: Spread Thick, Apply Mixture


A forest. Series of trees which acted like a leafy lake from overhead. No, no one was drowning. However, a series of incidents had taken place prior to the view of the forest. Inside revealed an outcome. A plethora of kids and adults were scattered everywhere inside. In one spot was a raven-haired boy in a black vest over a white shirt and jeans. A red baseball cap was resting by a tree a yard away. Near him was a ponytail redhead female in a white school uniform shirt with a blue skirt. She also appeared taller than the boy. Both lied unconscious. In another part of the woods, a blue-haired girl in a white beanie cap was down near a tree of her own. Well, she wasn't aware that she was there yet. Near her was a big muscular raven-haired man in white. He was face down. One more piece, two more victims of something bad. One was a brunette young man who wore brown vest over a green t-shirt. Near him was a blond woman in a lavender robe. There was something distinct about her and it came from the pointy ears. Was she human? In another part of the forest...yeah, it's obnoxious, be patient. Anyway, there was another raven-haired, except this was a taller version and female. She wore a red theatrical suit. Not a dress, a full long-sleeve shirt/pants outfit. She was lucky. There were two creatures by her. One was a yellow mouse with a lightning-shaped tail and the other was a blue penguin chick. One more spot before everyone got the alarm. One more spot had a blond woman in black. Black coat, black pants, black...maracas? Those were in her hair. She was resting by a tank. What in the world was a tank doing in a forest? The turret on top was spinning around...the only thing that was moving at the moment. Back at the first sight with the raven-haired boy and the redhead, the boy was starting to stir. He looked around as he was getting up, noticing the woods he seemed to entered. "How did I get here?" he groaned. He saw the redhead, realizing it was someone he wasn't knowing. "Who's she? I know it's not Mars." Mars was a name of a girl? We thought it was the name of a planet which was the fourth closest to the sun. Hearing the boy's voice, the redhead began to wake up. The girl looked directly to the boy as he snagged the cap.

'Okay, he's far too young to be Junpei,' she thought. Would that have been one of the other two men still displaced? The boy turned to the girl. It's far too early for romance. The boy dashed over to the girl to see if she needed help standing.

"Need a hand?" A nice gesture. The redhead clapped hands and was pulled onto his red sneakers.

"Thanks. It might take me awhile since Junpei had to open his big mouth and denied us a way home." A plot has sprouted. "Besides, where are we? This isn't Japan. It's also not the Elven world." Two places and none apply to their setting.

"Tell me about it. My friends and I were sucked right out of Mt. Coronet." Three places now. "I highly doubt we came alone." A fear which pondered the redhead.

"I don't think any of my military training can help us without some outside intervention." That made the boy jump a bit. She was military? That's when a whistle of wind breezed passed. But there was no movement amongst the trees. "How weird. Wind...but nothing rattling the trees." The boy had a gut thought. This was a foreign world and maybe there was some rules that were altered.

"Let me try something." That's when he bent onto a knee and began to pray. "Please. We are children lost in this forest. We seek clearance from here." A grovel. The phantom winds dissipated. The grovel worked. The redhead was mesmerized with how quick the boy worked. Suddenly...

"So there are people smart enough to surrender when they get lost in the Eternal Forest of the Elves," another female voiced before leaping down onto the grassy floor. The new female was a pointy-eared blond, more vibrant in color than the other blond, not the one by the tank. She wore a blue sleeveless fatigue and shorts, not to mention sandals. The redhead gawked at the appearance of the new blond, thinking she knew her.

"Celcia, you're okay!" she greeted with glee. The blond gulped at the name she was given...which may have been the wrong name.

"Okay, first off, I do not know you." So much for that being Celcia. "And second, my name is Celecia. I get that you may be disoriented from whatever happened to you." Thanks for clearing that up.

"I-I'm sorry. You look like Celcia. She's also an elf." That would explain the confusion. Even Celecia understood the misidentification.

"I see. Is this Celcia in the forest as well?" That may be the other pointy-eared woman with the tanned brunette.

"She may be, but I don't know for sure. By the way, I'm Ritsuko." Uh, what about the boy? Celecia also noticed the grovler, the one who sought help.

"What about you, little handsome?" That made the boy blush a little.

"It's Ash," he, Ash, identified himself. Names accounted for, Celecia was ready to bail the two out.

"Well Ritsuko and Ash, I can guide you out and get you to Ohfun. It's not too far from here."

"We appreciate it." Acknowledging the comfort of getting out of there, Celecia began to lead Ritsuko and Ash from the tree river. Meanwhile the muscled brute was coming around. He seemed greatly upset with what happened to him.

"Damn, damn, damn!" he growled. "Celcia, I told you, you had to be naked to perform that ritual!" He was upset with a technicality? He peeked around to find himself in the forest. "I don't know if I'm happy to get out of the elven world. Sucks that it's not Japan." That's when he noticed the girl lying down. This should be good. "Did Miss Airi grow down?" What he believed was this Miss Airi reverted to being a kid. Gently...Ironic that a guy with muscles would be "gentle." Gently, he removed the beanie from the kid. Quickly, he reverted his thoughts. "That's not Miss Airi. If not her, where the hell did she go?" Before he began to think more, footsteps rustled his thoughts. Out came a dark skinned redhead woman who was also muscled head to toe. She wore a ragged cape over a black midriff and loincloth over her...unmentionables. Seeing the beanie, the woman began to believe she came at the right time to rescue her "attacker."

"Looks like I timed this encounter well," she murmured. "You might want to put the hat down and stay away from the girl. It's for your own good." The man seemed a bit outraged with this accusation that he was going to rape a kid he found himself.

"Already, you're getting the wrong impression. I just found her unconscious and wanted to see if she was okay." It wasn't flying with the muscled woman. She unlatched a sword sheathed on her back and the cape.

"You think I'm that gullible to believe that you just found her? I'm a mercenary and my consciousness depicts that anyone who makes advances on defenseless women." A favorable argument. The man wasn't ready to stand down to this challenge or the crime he was being accused of.

"You don't believe that I just found her? Okay, but you're up against a six-time World Martial Arts champion. Let's see this military action take me on." The two squared off. Expect bruising. Let's leave them alone to settle while the other elf was stirring. Chances are, that's Celcia. She looked around with the eyes still opening. Seeing the forest herself, she was angry.

"Dammit, Junpei!" she roared. "You and your muscle-headed dumb mouth of yours!" Chances are, the muscle-head back with the muscled woman was Junpei. That's when she noticed the tanned man in front of her. Already, she knew this wasn't Junpei. "Who's he?" She came over and checked the brunette. Her arm was extended and felt a presence there. "I'm not sure I can carry him anywhere." That's when she spotted a red/white marble and picked it up. "Wonder what this is?" Pressing the small button, the marble grew to a ball. Startled, she accidentally pressed it again. The ball opened and released something. It was an adorable round pink creature which had a tiny ponytail and over-sized red pants. Celcia was dumbfounded with what came out of something so small. The creature spotted the out brunette, panicked.

("Brock?") it shouted to try and wake the young man up. ("Brock, get up!") The brunette began to stir. His eyes were squinted so you couldn't really tell what colors they were. He glared at the little pink thing.

"Happiny?" he blankly groaned. "You let you out of your Pokéball?" That's what it came out of?

"I let it out," Celcia confessed. "I saw that little marble and got curious-" Before she could finish, Brock snagged her hands and began to...

"Don't mention it, my living angel!" He was in a swooning act. Brock thought she was someone to admire. "The fact that I was awaken by you proves that the heavens have guided you to me-OW!" Now what? How about a purple frog jabbing glowing fingers to Brock's side. Immediately, Brock fell pray to the frog and dragged the stunned man away, leaving Happiny with Celcia.

"Okay, that was awkward." That's when more footsteps echoed. Out came a brunette female. She was shorter than Celcia and not as rounded in the mid-section. She wore a tangerine ribbon in her hair and a blue vest over a lavender tank top and skirt. She also wore orange stockings. Seeing Celcia, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Celecia, you okay?" she incorrectly wondered. That made Celcia balk at the wrong name given to her.

"Who's Celecia?" Now it was the brunette who was befuddled. Ritsuko mistaken Celecia for Celcia and now this.

"Are you her sister?" It's getting ridiculous.

"Of course not. I don't know who this Celecia is?" It had to dawn on the new brunette that she wasn't Celecia or any relation.

"Sorry. You and she look rather alike. The name's Merrill." She had her hand out for a shake. Hearing the admission of the mix-up, Celcia understood.

"Celcia." The name had Merrill figuring how close both names were to each other.

"That clears everything. Anyway, was there someone else here a moment ago?" Celcia gazed back at where the frog took Brock away.

"Nothing to worry about." Merrill took her advice. Meantime, the last blond was stirring. She grasped her head in a headache. Was she injured somehow?

"What a ride," she muttered. "Pales all those roller coasters." She peered around, finding herself lost in the woods. "How did I wind up out here in the forest? I remember the kids fighting to stop Cyrus..." Then there was a meow. The blond looked around, not seeing a cat anywhere. Odd. Then another meow. It was sounding from behind her. She looked to find a tank. She leaped back, fearing the turret was loaded. It was still meowing. That's really odd. "Is there a cat in the barrel?" The tank meowed more, trying to be friendly with the blond. Something didn't make sense. Was there a cat in the tank? Or was the tank a cat? Something clicked within her. "I see. You're a spirit encased in the tank." Another meow, but it was a happier meow. A cat spirit in a tank? Poltergeist, anyone? The blond was amused that the tank was the cat. Or was it the cat was the tank? That's when...you guessed it...

"Now, hold on a minute!" a male shouted. Ha! You thought it was another female. Well, out of the shrubs, a blue-haired man in a red shoulder guard and green wool t-shirt came out. He was built just like the one in white battling the dark skinned woman. This alarmed the blond. "Are you saying that this steel chariot has a cat spirit inside?" That's what she's assuming.

"It's my presumption. I, for one, cannot explain all the details at this point in time. After all, I have just awaken since Cyrus of Team Galactic used the legendary Pokémon and the Lake Trio to open a portal in which we were all absorbed in." That told a lot. The man and the tank were greatly confused at all the information she gave out.

"Could you slow down a notch? I'm barely getting some of what you're saying but Pokémon, Lake Trio, Team Galactic...don't get me wrong but I'm not sure what you're talking about and who you are." Can't blame him...or the tank who meowed in agreement. The blond quickly realized her error.

"My apologies. I'm Pokémon Champion, Cynthia. My world is where creatures known as Pokémon reside with humans." It started to clue in on the blue-haired man a chunk.

"Nice to meet you, Cynthia. I'm Louie, an adventurer." Adventurer? Classify. "Anyway, my friends and I saw the formation of clouds overhead while we ran a delivery to the Elven Village. A few unusual bolts of lightning later, Melissa, Merrill, Jeanie, Celecia and I split to see what was going on. At least there wasn't a fire." Okay, so that's explaining how Louie and everyone else reached the kids so fast. It didn't settle well with Cynthia. She was worried.

"I sure hope your friends are easy on Ash and his friends." The tank also became worried. It's not real possible for an inorganic item like a tank to worry about anything but keep in mind about the cat spirit inside. Louie stroked the side of the tank. Remember, cat spirit.

"You have friends here, too?" Did Louie understand the spirit? So, how were they going to get the tank out of these woods. One more piece had the penguin chick coming alert. The chick peeked around, noticing the last woman that hasn't been mentioned too much...then the mouse. It ran over to the mouse.

("Pikachu, wake up!") the chick beaked. The mouse, Pikachu, heard the call of the bird and turned to it.

("You okay, Piplup?") it squeaked. Piplup lightly cawed in relief. Pikachu began to peer around, realizing that he, Piplup and the woman were somewhere not normally known to them. ("Did Cyrus knock us out of Mt. Coronet?") Yes, Pikachu, Cyrus did. That's when they took stock of the woman. Dare they wake her up? They approached her but she began to come around on her own. It took her a minute to get her look and notice the location that they were in.

"So much for my return trip to Hollywood," she mulled. "Junpei, you had to mess up again." Again? Apparently, Junpei seemed to be none too bright for him to blow moments of returning home.

("Hollywood?") The woman heard Pikachu's squeaking to notice. It's a good chance that neither Pikachu or Piplup knew about Hollywood.

"You're rather unusual to be mere woodland creatures. And normally, penguins live in cold places." While she had a point, it wasn't the issue in the moment. That's when it dawned on the worried face of Piplup. "I get it. You're owned by someone who's probably somewhere in this wooded area." Where did she establish that? Even Pikachu was shocked. Suddenly, more rustling. The woman, Pikachu and Piplup heard it. "Who's there?" Pikachu and Piplup jumped in front, ready to protect the Hollywood girl. That's when a blond in a green/white robe entered. She wore a mushroom hat and held a staff.

"I'm sorry for startling you and these creatures," she apologized. The woman had taken stock of the outfit the blond wore.

"A high priestess, I assume?" The blond was stunned. She figured out right away what she was by the clothing.

"Y-Yes, I am. I'm Melissa, a priestess under the watchful eye of Mylee, God of Battle." Introductions were quick. "Was the robe a dead giveaway?" The raven-haired woman nodded, saying it was pretty obvious.

"I played a couple roles back home so I know what each costume presents." Roles? Now that Hollywood bit made sense. She's an actress. "By the way, the name's Airi." The two were quick to being friends. "Actually, I woke up to these two who've lost their owners. I have a pretty good hunch that they're in this forest as well." Either she was highly intelligent or she went to the writer's trailer and copied the cliff notes to make us feel like we need to lock our homes everyday to prevent more incidents like that.

"Nothing appears to pass you without knowing what it is, right?" Airi huffed a chuckle. "Well, let's get out of this forest and see if we can find the owners." Good plan. The four began to walk out but Pikachu wanted to see what it was like on Melissa's head so it leaped onto it. Airi chose to pick Piplup and carry it out. Back with the muscle-heads and the down girl, the fight was already escalating. The two were holding each other back on the shoulders. Neither backed down and already there was bruising and blood spilled.

"For someone who claims to be a six-time champion, you're not doing half bad," she huffed. "Not even Louie could last this long without more wounds."

"Thanks, I guess," he praised. "You're the first real fighter to give me a run for my gold, let alone a woman." Unsure if that was an insult to match the compliment, the woman kept her grip firm when...

"What's going on?" the girl groaned, waking up from her time out. The man took his eyes off the woman. Bad move. The woman tossed the man into a tree, head first. Ouch! He was out, once more. Finally, the woman, relieved that her fight was finished, turned to the girl and picked up the beanie.

"Sorry about that," she murmured. "Stopped a muscled guy from possibly raping you." The girl wasn't sure if she wanted to believe her. Having her headgear back, she sighed.

"I appreciate it. The name's Dawn." She and the woman shook hands. At least she befriended a kid.

"It's Jeanie. My comrades were coming from the village inside this forest when we saw unusual weather and investigated it by spreading out." Dawn was relieved to know that she was being protected.

"Have you seen Ash, Brock or maybe Piplup?" Not Pikachu? Jeanie looked but saw nothing.

"I'm sure the rest are searching." Hoping, Dawn tried to remain positive. Jeanie opted to lead Dawn out of the woods. There's a big reunion going to happen...but how can Brock and Junpei get out after their knockouts? Stay tuned...


TO BE CONTINUED...