I was currently stalking a bunch of innocent, little children as they ate.
That sounded a lot better in my head.
Okay, it didn't sound any better but I can explain.
See that one brat over there, with the black hair and lightning bolt things on his face? That's Ash Ketchum, the Boy-Who-Lived. If something interesting is going to happen anytime soon, it'd be around that guy.
Admittedly, I'd probably have been found out already if it wasn't for my Presence Concealment. After all, crouching behind a bush while holding a pair of branches to my head isn't really the best way to be sneaky.
Munch, munch
Not to mention Mommy Ralts happily, and noisily, chomping on a berry behind us.
If I remembered my anime right, this will be the day Tapu Koko decides to steal Ash's hat for some inane shounen protagonist reason.
Tapu Koko was a Legendary. The Big Boss of Melemele Island. We I wanted to see how a Heroic Spirit would fare against one of those.
▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅!
"Gah!"
A splitting pain in our head. A fear that's not our own. We spun around, eyes blazing, fists clenched.
Tracks leading away. Mommy's tracks. She wandered off? And got attacked?
Mist pooled at our feet.
"Mommy!"
The sound of falling bodies, spasming in pain and terror on the ground surrounded us. We ignored them. Someone hurt Mommy. Someone will die.
It was daytime and yet, the forest was dark and eerie, cloaked in sinister white mist. We ran, surefooted, towards where we could feel Mommy's anguish.
We arrived at a clearing. A small lake gleamed in the center of the place, sporting a massive spire of rock. Or it would have gleamed if it wasn't for the heavy fog that blanketed the area.
Mommy was there. Mommy was safe.
"Mommy!"
I knelt down to hug her as she sobbed, the cries of "Ralts! Ralts!" replacing the silence. Around us were bodies. Three humans and more than a dozen rodents.
The humans were fidgeting uncontrollably, eyes wide in their sockets, foam in their mouths. The Pokemon were the same, pained shrieks and squeals silenced by the heaviness of the fog. We didn't care. Mommy was safe, but Mommy was afraid.
We wanted to kill who scared her. Maim them. Rip them to pieces. A pair of knives materialized in my hands as we stood up and glared at the three fallen humans.
Team Skull, the tiny piece of sanity remaining in us whispered.
We didn't care. If our Mist didn't kill them...
Aura? Or just this world's humans being ridiculously durable?
...we will.
An ear-splitting screech ruined our plans. The world turned yellow.
We wanted blood, a dozen drops for each tear that Mommy shed.
It wasn't meant to be.
Our mist, dispelled. How the hell did Electric Terrain manage to overpower a goddamn Noble Phantasm?
Our blades, deflected. By wood, of all things!
Our foe moved, attempting to gain distance. We followed, lost in our rage, our bloodlust, the humans temporarily forgotten.
A flash of lightning was what we met.
We landed on our feet, relatively undamaged. We glared at the foe. It stared back, not with hatred but with expectation.
"Ralts!"
Mommy stepped in front of us, arms outstretched to the side. That is probably the most adorable thing I've ever seen.
We tensed as the foe turned its eyes - those expectant, judgmental eyes - on Mommy.
Don't worry Mommy, we'll tear him to pieces. We promise.
Mist shrouded our form, unable to expand outwards into the electrified terrain. Mommy - frightened, trembling Mommy - stood her ground, staring down the foe, her horn glowing. The foe watched us silently.
"Tapu Koko!" a voice cried out from the edge of the clearing.
Our eyes darted to the new threat, a group of-
And cut, that's enough out of you Little Miss Stabby, I internally declared, as my Mental Pollution shifted from murderloli to my recently created Obligatory waifu Obsession (OwO) mode.
On that note...
"Is it lolicon if we are also a loli?" I blurted out as I pretty much undressed Suiren with my eyes. Or was it Lana here, considering we were speaking English.
"H-huh?"
Thank god for English dub anime and the characters not understanding Japanese terms.
"Never mind." I spun around, glaring at Tapu Koko, now perched on top of the really tall rock on the lake. Now that my mind was clear, I finally managed to come to a conclusion regarding our earlier battle.
It was bullshit.
My Mist was a Noble Phantasm, a crystallization of the legend of Jack the Ripper, the Legendary Serial Killer herself. There was absolutely no way that bastard's Electric Terrain could have overwritten it.
Not to mention the bastard's wooden shell not even taking a single scratch from my knives.
Like, what the hell?
Was it simply because it was a Legendary Pokemon? Was it sheer power that allowed it to do all those things?
Or was it something else?
This world had no Gaia or Alaya. It had Arceus. That might change the rules of everything.
If that's the case, then Tapu Koko's Electric Terrain might have overwritten the mist because his "Territory Creation" held greater conceptual weight on this world than mine.
As for him shrugging off everything I threw at him...
Arceus.
Plates.
Types.
No, that can't be it. I refuse to believe that it's something like that.
Tapu Koko tilted its head as I trembled in rage and indignation.
The reason I found it hard to hurt it was because of what I am.
Heroic Spirit and Serial Killer. I'm a...
"Dark type!" I yelled, pointing a finger at the Foe accusingly. It floated silently but I knew, oh I knew, it was laughing at me on the inside.
"Umm..."
Right, I was hugging Lana. And rubbing my cheek to hers. And her classmates have been sniggering all this time. Except for one.
"Tapu Koko! I challenge you to a battle!" Three guesses who that was.
"Pika!"
The Foe just floated down casually in front of us and threw something at me, my Servant reflexes easily swiping it out of mid-air.
A bracelet and a small, diamond crystal.
The Z-ring that Tapu Koko would have given to Ash and the Darkinium-Z that Team Rocket would have obtained.
Welp, there goes canon.
I ignored all the curious stares as I watched The Foe disappear into the sky.
I didn't ignore Mommy coming over to hug my leg.