I had something typed up to say to you all, but it got deleted. I'm too lazy to write another so... yeah.
(ahem) Anyway, here is thee 11th chappie of my little story... YAY!!
Chapter Eleven: Dawn of a New Era
The moonlight cast a brilliant silver shine over the Espeon lands, comforting the sleeping pack members from within their caves. But one pack member was looking over all of them, his mind clouded by frustration and heavy thought.
"How will I get them to do anything I tell them to do?" he wondered out loud. "I will not let my brilliant plan go to waste!" Then, his ears instinctively turned backwards to an approaching sound. It sounded like... the rapid beating of wings. Just as it sounded a few feet away, he suddenly lurched backwards and caught his victim by the throat. He eyed his catch: it was a Zubat.
"What are you doing, Zubat!?" Ovän hissed angrily.
"Poisoning you!" The Zubat suddenly tried to jerk forward toward the Espeon alpha's neck, but Ovän was fast and he quickly pinned down its wings. It didn't stop the bat pokemon from struggling even more though.
"What's the matter with you!?" Ovän shouted at it.
"I'd like to see you act any different if you're constantly beaten by powerhungry jerks, you douche!" the Zubat screeched back hotly, his breathing heavy.
Ovän's ears suddenly shot up and he gasped. "... Powerhungry, you say? Give me more details and I may just spare your life!"
The Zubat clenched his fangs together while scowling sourly. "They want to rule my colony. And probably any other group for that matter. I'm all for it, but they're... jerks! I hate 'em! Hate 'em! HATE 'EM!"
Ovän looked up from the Zubat from a moment as he continued to rant angrily the same sentence over and over again and stared into space as he thought. Maybe he could persuade these pokemon...
"Alright Zubat," he hissed in his ear. "I'm going to release you, but I want you to take me to these 'powerhungry jerks' as you like to call them. Try to flee and I will shoot you down." His jewel glowed momentarily with the aura of a psybeam. He then released the bat pokemon and it remained hovering in front of him, his wings beating unevenly, frowning crudely at the Espeon. "Good. I also wish to get acquainted with you. I'm Ovän, alpha of these Espeon." He put an emphasis on his new title proudly and smugly.
The Zubat was still giving him a look of shrewd annoyance. "Atrox. Follow me, douche." He started flying in the direction of the tree that the snake pokemon dominated, Ovän strolling behind, smirking cruelly.
Jua sat at the cave's mouth, looking at the pale grey sphere known as the moon. She couldn't sleep, for she had this strange, terrible feeling in her gut. It twisted itself in a tight, uncomfortable knot, yet she didn't know what it was. Lunato exited one of the sub caves after having a friendly talk with one of the Golbat residence. He noticed Jua, walked over to her, and sat next to her.
"Hey," he greeted casually. "What are you doing up? You're usually asleep at this hour."
Jua looked over at him. Lunato studied her face; to him she looked very worried. "What's up?"
Jua sighed before speaking. "I just have this horrible feeling about my pack. Like... something bad has happened."
Lunato scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. "Why?"
"I don't know." Tears started welling up in her eyes. "And these feelings are making me think about my parents and Harcos and my friends... and how much I miss them..."
Lunato looked at the moon and sighed. Now that she mentioned it, he started to remember Amicus and all the good times they shared together and all the trouble they got themselves into. And even his parents. He started to miss all of them.
"Yeah. I miss Amicus." Lunato and Jua were familiar with each other's friends, family, and enemies.
Jua's tears flowed freely now, but she didn't sob. She leaned on Lunato's body. He felt her tears dripping down to his stomach. Then, he entwined his tail with hers, which caused her let out a silent gasp of surprise. She then hugged his tail with hers, and they watched the moonlight in silence, tears still streaming down Jua's face, just not as rapidly.
Atrox flew toward the nest, Ovän following smugly behind. They finally made it under the heavy oak branches. As Atrox flew over to Brilslang to wake him up, Ovän eyed the nest of sleeping snake pokemon. There were many of them, numerous more than there were Espeons. Ovän smirked in smug content.
"Why did you wake me at this damned hour, Zubat!?" Ovän turned to see a large Arbok towering over Atrox, glaring at him angrily. The Espeon strolled over to him in confidence.
"Good evening." Brilslang turned abruptly and hissed harshly at Ovän as he greeted him. "I bring you no harm, but Atrox informed me that you are... powerhungry and wanting to rule?"
The nest leader glanced over at Atrox, then back at the Espeon. He narrowed his eyes. "So?"
Ovän chuckled malevolently. "Well, I think you and I can get along. I'm the alpha of an Espeon pack that won't obey me. I think I need a little... persuasion. I also think... that we can help each other because of this flaw," he told him carefully, still using his new term proudly.
Brilslang flicked his tongue out curiously yet suspiciously. "What are you saying, Espeon?"
Ovän started to pace around as he continued to speak with Brilslang watching him like a hawk. "You want to dominate. I want a war. They won't listen. I need help. Join me, and you can help me rule over my Espeon. With you on my side, we can outnumber all of them and they'll have no choice but to obey us! I will provide you all with homes, don't worry about that. You can also help us in our upcoming war. There are much more of you than there are of them, so type advantage won't do any good. What do say? Deal?" Ovän stuck out his paw.
Brilslang narrowed his eyes in thought. He didn't think much about trust (the nest could easily thrash the Espeon to a pulp if he betrayed them) as he then turned to Atrox. "Nice job, Zubat." The snake pokemon suddenly wrapped his thick tail around Ovän's small paw and shook it roughly. "Deal," he hissed as a dark smile formed that showed all of his long, faded bloodstained fangs.
Senhora was inside of her darkened cave, shaking uncontrollably. She wanted to see her son's shining face again. She wanted him home. She regretted the forcing words she had said to him. Another teardrop rushed down the wet, salty trail on her cheek, dripped off her chin and fell in the small, murky puddle of salty water she had been creating.
She heard the footsteps of someone entering, and turned around to see her mate with a look of defeat in his face. "No luck." His voice had become shaky. He took a seat next to Senhora. "You were right. I was too hard on Lunato. I should've never done that."
Senhora leaned on Causeur. "We were too hard on Lunato. It was both our faults. You can't put all the blame on yourself."
Causeur licked the top of her head comfortingly. "We just have to stay optimistic." He got up on all fours. "Let's search together."
Optimistic, Senhora repeated in her head quietly.She sighed longingly. "Very well." The alpha female hadn't left the cave in days. Causeur was happy to see her walk alongside him into the light of night. They ran down the cliff and into the woods.
The morning sun caressed the fur of the Espeons as they went about, minding their own business and chatting with one another. All of them had just had breakfast. Ovän looked over them all from the cliff side. All of the Arboks and Sevipers were hiding amongst the foliage, waiting for Ovän's signal. He then called all of the Espeon's attention. As soon as they all gathered around the cliff, Ovän began to speak.
"Alright, I've made my decision," he began to announce smugly. Raad had a bad feeling about this as he sat at his side. "We are going into war with those bloodthirsty Umbreons tomorrow, in the morning, when the sun is strong and on our side and against them!"
Raad rolled his eyes and sighed. All of the Espeon started protesting again.
"We're not going to do it!"
"It's too risky!"
"The Eevees might get hurt!"
"It's a stupid decision!"
"Stop doing this!" Raad shouted over the complaints. "You can't force us!"
Then the strangest thing happened. Ovän started to laugh. Loudly and deviously. The crowd immediately stopped their comments when they heard this cruel cackling and stared at him with confused looks.
Raad gave him a suspicious look. "What the hell are you laughing at!?"
Ovän finally stopped and gave the him and his fellow Espeons a sinister look. "You all will obey me whether you like it or not!" As soon as he finished his sentence, the nest of snake pokemon rapidly surrounded the crowd, hissing rapidly. They all continued to snarl and sneer as they surrounded the now panicking Espeon as they all huddled together.
"You may have the advantage in type, but we have the advantage in numbers! And that kills your advantage by a longshot!" he shouted cruelly, seeing as there were about thirty-five more snakes than there were Espeons alone.
Raad looked at him in disbelief. "You know these snakes!?"
"Why, yes I do. They're going to help me run things around here the way I want them to," Ovän answered darkly, his eyes still on the terrorized Espeons and the threatening Arboks and Sevipers.
"You can't do this!" Raad shouted.
Ovän turned around and slammed his paw against Raad's head, knocking him to the hard, dirty ground. "I can do whatever I want now!" he snarled.
Raad got up and was about to ram into him when two Sevipers joined the alpha's side and snarled at him menacingly.
"Don't touch him, scum!" one hissed. Raad glared at Ovän, who had an extremely smug look on his face.
"You will obey him!" the second one snapped in agreement.
Raad scowled before saying, "And what happens if I don't?"
That was the wrong thing to say. The Seviper that spoke first suddenly coiled around Raad and squeezed him hard enough to feel great pain, but not die. The advisor winced as the scaly skin wrapped around him stung like a thousand Beedrill stings and harshly pushed the wind out of his lungs.
"That happens!" the second Seviper spat with a sinister smile that matched the tyrant's and the strangling Seviper.
Raad gasped for breath as he glared at Ovän. "Y-you're... s-sick..." he choked out.
Ovän only smirked wider as he watched Raad struggle for air. "I'm just doing my job." He then faced the crowd who were panicking even more as they saw what the snake was doing to Raad. Avi was sobbing her tender heart out. Kangen and Atama gasped fearfully and were scared of what was to come as tears poured down the latter's furry cheeks. Harcos simply didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore as he merely casted glares at the surrounding snakes. The rest were either watching the tragic scene unfold or avoiding the snakes circling them.
"This, my minors," announced Ovän, ignoring the fact that Raad was still being strangled, "is the brilliant dawning of a new era! From this day forth, you will address me as King Ovän or Your Highness! Nothing else! Now, prepare for the new rules I am going to set!"
The Espeons were shaking at this moment. Eevees were cuddling into their mother's chests and mates were huddling against each other, shivering fearfully.
"Alright, first, you will do as you're told, or you'll end up like this silly minor." He snapped his forked tail and the Seviper released Raad and slithered over to Ovän's side. Raad laid on his side, coughing up a storm and wheezing for much needed air. When he got up, he rushed down the cliff path clumsily and comforted his daughter, who was still crying madly. "Except you may possibly not be breathing afterward."
More mass gasping and dark cackling filled the atmosphere.
"Second! Now that my reign has started, no one is permitted to leave! I want to rule all of you! And if one is caught escaping, the punishment is torture and death!" The snakes hissed in delight as the crowd quivered in fear.
"Well, that's pretty much it. Any protests?" All of the Espeons were too scared to say anything at this moment, with Arboks and Sevipers snapping at them. "Good. Now, ready up, my minors! We ambush the Umbreons immediately when the sun rises tomorrow morning!"
Le GASP! Twisties and turnies galore. YAY!!!
Peace out,
Kenzay-San