My Little Pixelmon: Friendship is a Warmonger

I slowly looked over the pills.  I had carefully gone about collecting these for a few years now, ever since I first arrived here.  That insufferable pink mare insisted on throwing me a party.  Come to think of it, I do believe that that was the last time I faked happiness.  I look back down on the pills.  I didn't know what would would happen if I took all of them at once.  I didn't care.  They were supposed to make me feel better, that damn Doctor kept saying so, but they just weren't working.  Happiness is not a state I can be in.  The simple fact is that I don't want to live.  That much can never be changed by pills.  I am not even convinced that they do anything.  Maybe the doctor just gives me fake pills because he think that Ill believe him?  The slightest hint of anger sparks within me.  It is all the emotion i am capable of producing.  I walk away from the sink in my bathroom and look over the room that I can see.  I dont know how, but i am going to end up dead, and soon.  Then I wont have to deal with myself anymore.  I hate myself.

I lived in a small house in Ponyville.  I have a vast amount of money, the result of years of travel and exploration through that palce.  Does it even have a name in Equestria?  Im not entirely sure they have discovered it yet.  I guess Ill never know.  I eat once a day and sleep for two hours a day.  I keep to myself, though I have a few friends whom I play games with and meet every so often.  But I feel no real connection with them.  I think theres is some psychology there, somewhere.  Maybe it has something to do with my parents hitting me at a young age.  Or with how I was bullied.  Or with how i have likely been depressed most of my life.  Twenty years is a long time to have untreated depression.  You know, there's just something different about ponies like me.  Its really too bad that I've never read any, and that I never will.

I step back into the bathroom.  I wondered how they would find me.  Who would find me.  What would their reaction be?  Apathy?  I will know soon enough.  Then my sorrows would be over and left behind.  Then I hear a knock on the door and pause.  I sigh.  Who could that be?  It is the middle of the night, after all.  I grumble to myself as I feel very slight anticipation.  I slowly march through my main living room and towards the door, where there is another knock.  I throw open the door in sudden fury to behold a purple, spiked, pissed off Nidoking pokemon.  My mouth drops open and I stare, while he stares back.  Finally, I manage to whisper "Sitzo?"

"Greetings."  Comes the deep, rumbling reply.  He looks briefly over his shoulder before returning his attention to me.  "Can I come in Master?  Its cold."  My eyes wide, I step aside as the purple behemoth enters my house with resounding steps.  I fall in behind him as he goes into my kitchen and looks around suspiciously.  He turns back and eyes me up and down for a long time.  I knew I looked like a mess, it was the last day of the weekend.  I hadn't been planning for anything beyond what should have been happening by now.

Nidoking started to speak to me.  "So, master, how are things?"  I looked away and sat on my rump.

"Fine."

"Wonderful to hear."  He said.  Then he made a face.  "But not even close to the truth.  Try again."

I returned my gaze to him and my eyes narrowed.  "I am the same as I have always been."

Nidoking made a snake-smile.  "Attmepting to outwit me?  Cute, but a waste of breath.  Tell me, in explicit detail, the your current overlook on life."

"What are you doing here, Sitzo?"

"I'm asking the questions here.  Tell me how you are feeling."

"No."

"Master."

"I said no, Sitzo."

Nidoking looked indignantly at me.  "Have it your way."

He turned around and I felt slight disappointment, though at what I had no clue.  Then Sitzo called out "Lepard!"

There was a rushing sound, and a Sceptile rushed in, slamming my door, and dashed over to Sitzo.  They nodded at each other, and then Sceptile immediately started trashing my house, removing all the knives from the kitchen, the bed-sheets from my room, the curtains from the walls.  He was removing anything I could hurt, hang, or kill myself with.  As I watched, Sitzo starring at me the whole time, my heart plummeted into my gut.

Sitzo walked closer to me and gave me a toothy smile.  "Everyone else wants is excited to see you again, you know."

I stared at him, and he closed his mouth.  "No."  I said quietly.

Sitzo didnt seem to hear me.  Lepard crept up to him and said "Pills."

Then several other pokemon burst into my house in different ways.  The head of a Gyarados burst up from under my feet, and a Charizard crashed in through my ceiling.  He landed next the others, and the light of his flaming tail illuminated the area.  I saw Sitzo and Lepard much more clearly, their faces full of concern.  I saw Garathon's (Gyarados) eye staring holes into my soul.  Veados the Charizard looked similar.  Thundering steps draw my attention to Typhon the Aggaron.  He looked disgusted with me.  It was apparent even through the jagged, metal plates of his face.  My Luxray, Meltdown, seemed completely indifferent to the situation.  Bored, even.  I hadn't even seen him come in.  Finally, through the hole Veados (Charizard) made crawled Sunfar, my Flygon friend.

"Why the hell are all you here?"  I asked.  Meltdown immediately answered "How did it come to this, master?"  He was always so good at hiding his emotions, even (or perhaps especially?) in the thick of battle.

I grumbled and looked him square in the eyes.  "Its complicated."

He gave me a cat-like smile.  "We've got all night, Master."

"And let me tell you," Said Sitzo, "Your not going anywhere until we say so.  You'll thank us for it eventually."  He seemed thoughtful for a moment.  "Or, you might not.  But you will be alive."

"Why do you care!?"  I shouted.

Sitzo seemed hurt for a moment, but he quickly recomposed after a worried look from Leopard and a determined look from Meltdown, both directed at him.  He quickly said "It is almost as if your current outlook on life isn't entirely accurate."

I stared him down, then made a dash for the door.  I hardly made it three steps before something green and hot crashed into me, causing me to fall on my face.  Then I started to scream.  I screamed that I hatred them all.  I wanted to die, let me die, kill me, please kill me!  I eventuall managed to stand up and started to hit Leopard in the side, in the leg, and several times in the stomach. He took every blow with stiff fortitude. I started to cry as he looked down on me in pity, intensified with blow I dealt him.  The others looked squarely at the ground, only returning their collective gaze to me when finally I stopped.  I stood there in front of the green reptile, and slowly he put his bladed arms around me, he closed his eyes.  I leaned away, but as he came closer I started to struggle against him.  I started to cry again, I made a move to hit him, but Leopard made he in a tight embrace.  I managed to pat him on the back.  I pressed my head against his belly and wrapped my two front hooves around his back, tears running down my face and his green scales.  He hugged me for what seemed like a moment, before he backed off.  I stood right where I was, hooves planted firmly on the ground.  A single tear dripped from my eye.  I had now cried more in this instant than I had in my entire life.  I simply had no more tears to shed.

Sitzo spoke back up after a moment.  "You know what we want."

I wiped my face with the back of a hoof.  My bruised and broken voice barely made enough sound to form "I'm not signing it."

They looked at each other for a moment before Veados said "We didn't offer you a choice."

I looked up at him.  "There's always a choice."

His orange face flashed with anger, but he said nothing.

Sitzo leaned forward and seemed hopeful.  "Do it for me."

"No."

"All of us?"  Said a melancholy Meltdown.

"Nope."  I said simply.

Meltdown looked down, defeated.

Veaod said "How about for Princess Celestia?'

"She means nothing to me."  I said weakly.

The six pokemon suddenly gathered together and spoke softly, Garathon partially leaning out of his filthy hole in my floor.

Each one turned to me.  "We've decided,"  said Veados, "That were going to bring you too her."

I eyed him.  "Why?"

His eyes narrowed.  "If Princess Celestia herself asks you to sign a no-suicide pact, will you sign?"

I looked away from those burning yellow eyes.  "I wouldn't do it if every Princess in this country asked me too!"

Veados tore his gaze away from me.  He hated how since his gaze made ponies uncomfortable.  When he was young, everypony wanted to be his friend.  Now his eyes only brought fear and fire, the result of his training.

Then he walked right up to me and leaned over me.  "I didn't say you had a choice."  He whispered.  He seized me in his arms and clutched me close to his chest, before a huge wingbeat sent us up into the hole and out into the sky.  I clung to him fearfully and he didn't seem to notice.  The wind ripped through my mane and my fur as i started to cry out, but only clung tighter to Veados.  Then I tried to struggle against him, and he wobbled, losing balance against the trashing.

He used to love flying with me, though Veados.

I kept my eyes shut tight until we landed with a thud!  and I fell to the ground, confused.  That sure seemed like a sort flight.  It looked like i was on top of some kind of tower or spire.  Some of watching post, maybe?  I looked around to see a confused Princess Luna looking at me.  I looked over at Veados, who shrugged.

Luna scowled and marched up to the fiery lizard with and immediately pressed a hoof into his belly.  "By what right doth thou fly here, Warmonger?"  She asked him.  "I don't know how things are run across the sea, however thou art not welcome to act as thou please in Equestria!"  She huffed and turned away from Veados, who looked merely bemused.  He had no doubt in his own mind that he could crush her with merely a thought.  I hoped there wouldn't be a reason to test that.

"Art thou injured?"  She asked me.  "I haveth thou now.  The behemoth can no longer harm thou."  She said that last part with a sideways glance at Veados.

I shakily got to my hooves as she watched me.  I started to talk, but was cut off by the sound of yelling and hooves stomping.  Several guards took up positions around me and her, pointing spears at Veados and shouting commands at each other and questions at Veados.  Luna quickly said "Hold fast!  Ensure it cannot attack!"

Luna approached Veados again as I stood there, slightly bemused.  He scowled at me before he started to speak.  "My master is in trouble!  We need your help!  You have to talk to him!"  I smiled at him as the guards recoiled from what they heard as roaring and hissing.  It was only as a result of my years of training with Veados and the others that I could understand that way the pokemon talked.  Luna looked at me.  "Art thou capable of pokemon speech?"

"No."  I said innocently.

Veados looked surprised at my betrayal.  He did as we had always trained to do in this kind of situation.  He flew a mile high into the air, leaving a trail of smoke behind as he stained himself.  I was briefly fascinated.  Could I really leave him behind?  I shoved the thought aside as the guards around me turned towards me and started asking questions.  Luna started barking orders and answers.  "He hath arrived by the pokemon!  Take him under and debrief him, that he may enlighten us!  I shall be by soon for a report, now begone!"  Then she too lept in the sky, presumably chasing down Veados.  Of course, nothing can possibly fly faster than my old friend.

After Luna's speech,the guards scrambled around in every which direction, a few of the pushing me towards the stairs on the side of the tower.  They hurried me down the stairs, and through several hallways before slowing down to a more brisk pace.  "Sorry about that, citizen, but Princess Luna likes efficiency.  Are you hurt?  You don't seem to be."

I looked down.  "I'm fine."

"Good" He said, satisfied.

...

Charizard hurriedly flew over the expansion between Canterlot and Ponyville.  My flaming tail swished as I adjusted my course in the air.  I had to find the others so that we could regroup and come up with a new plan.  My actions had been hasty, as was not uncommon for me, but the others were going to be furious.  How had I let the Master escape?  Worst of all was that we have no idea what was going to happen to him now.  If only he had talked more about equestrian society during our journey together...

I was shaken out of my thoughts when a black blast of magic drilled me in the back, pain erupting and my wings giving out.  My head started to pound with pain, as it always did when I was hit by a magic attack.  My back started to tingle before I did a simple roll and looked behind me, not even slightly shaken by the attack.  I was quite used to them, though I silently cursed myself for not thinking that the Princess of the Night would give chase to me.  From her view, I probably looked pretty suspicious.  Looking around for a moment, I identified her, above me and the south just a little.  I smiled to myself when I thought about incinerating her like I new I could.  She would join a legion of fallen foes as nothing more than memories and experience.  Of course, that's also what I thought about Articuno...

She was already readying herself for another attack, that horn of hers glowing.  I met her fierce expression with a snake's smile, and when she let out her magical attack, I launched forward an weak bout of fire.  Judging by the strength of her last attack, this would be more than enough to completely overwhelm her, just short of killing her.

She easily dodged to her left and flew up above me, the flames passing harmlessly by her as they passed through her attack.  I grunted to myself.  I may be a little out of practice...

She dived straight towards me, her horn lighting up again.  The night itself seemed to wrap around her and form a spike in front of her, then she started to gain on me.  I allowed myself to start smiling again.  It was quite the trick, but the powers of even the weakest pokemon far outshine even the most trained pony.  It was simply the law of battle.  I kept thinking these kinds of arrogant thoughts as I swirled and dodged through the sky, Luna gaining on me slowly.  I rolled left and swooped right, flew upside down, performed u-turns and spins to out-maneuver the Princess of the Night.  Her attacks were starting to get closer to their target, the spike of darkness getting larger and ever closer.  I was done with this.  She should have known better than to challenge Charizard to anything.

I stopped my maneuver and started to fly straight again, flapping my wings more quickly now as my path became a drag race.  I knew that she was gaining, but I just needed a moment.  The ever preset flame on my tail started to grow.  Power surged through me and I clenched my jaw.  I loved this part.  I flipped onto my back as my fists became infernos all their own.  That spike of darkness seemed to want to gore me, i could even feel it start to claw into my mind.

It was of no matter.  Luna charged straight into my fire, pushed onward by previous success.  Far too many foes had felt this same way before I overwhelmed them with my fury.  Rage boiled within me as my smile faded and i became one with my flame.  The entire mountainside lit up bright as day as Luna dashed into my waiting lava.  I flew forward, a entire star condensed into the size of a moon, and then it all went pop.

Flames burst in every direction, lighting up the night sky.  The ground beneath us for miles was seared into ash and stone, vegetation burned to nothing.  The entire side of mountain was charred black, sizable portions blown off entirely, collapsed on the ground.  The entire area was now desert hot and smoking.  It also smelled like soot.  I hovered for a moment before descending to the ground to admire my handiwork up close.  My smile re appeared as I looked straight up at the moon.  I did fell a twinge of sorrow for the family of that pony.  I may have to apologize for this in time, but the master comes first...

I was interrupted when a magic attack struck me full in the side, toppling me over.  I roared with malice and turned to face Princess Luna, standing not twenty yards away, her expression one of determination.  I immediately fired my flamethrower attack at her, but a magic shield blocked it completely.

Ponies have magical shields?

"I can do that fifteen times!"  I roared at her.  She didn't seem to react to my words.  She dug her hooves into the ground and fired again, but this time Veados caught the attack on his wing, effectively blocking it.

We stared at each other for a moment, neither of us moving.  I slowly leaned down to place my hands on the ground.  She didn't deserve fire.  What I was going to give was far more guttural.

My wings flapped as I launched at her, my claws swinging for her neck and back.  Everything stopped.  I struggled in the air for a moment, wondering why I was shrouded in purple energy and why I was just hanging in the air, almost ten yards from the enemy.  Her horn was glowing.  Did she just catch me full in a charge?  Impossible.  I heard a noise to my right and turned my head slightly to see five other shapes in the darkness.

...

"I'm not going to ask you again to explain yourself,"  said the irritated Guard.

I gave him a cheeky smile from my chair.  "Your ugly."

He stood up from his own and strode around the interrogation room.  "Look, i don't know why your being so uncooperative.  Princess Luna herself has asked to provide a report of your recent actions.  If you do not comply, we will be forced to imprison you until she returns.  And she wont be happy if we have to do that."

I sighed.  "Shes no princess of mine."

The guard marched over to me.  "Excuse me!?"

I looked up at him.  "If i attack you right now, will you be forced to kill me?"

He seemed taken aback.  "Well, no.  I would be forced to imprison you, however.  Now then..."

I was about to interrupt him when there was a knock on the door, and without waiting for a reply, in strode Princess Cadance.

The Guard started to sputter and babble before he straightened into a salute.  "Princess!"  He cried simply.  She looked suddenly sullen.  "There is a situation," She said. "Your presence is required.  Just got outside the castle, you'll know what to do.  I'm taking over for the citizen."  Before he could question her, she strode by him and sat down in front of me.  I just stared at her.  He lingered for a moment, his gaze bouncing between the two of us, before he dashed out of the room.  I wondered briefly how horribly Veados had managed to kill Luna, before she dropped her head and looked at me with pity.

"You poor thing,"  She said gently.  "Whatever ails you?"

I hated being talked to like a sick animal.  "There is nothing wrong with me!"  I yelled.

She didn't react to my outburst.  She just looked at me with warm feelings and empathy.  I scowled back.

"I am princess of love.  I can feel the lack of it in your life."

"you know nothing about me!"

She smiled at that.  "I know your type.  always roaming around, causing trouble when you cannot find it.  Wandering from place to place, hurting feelings and draining the populace dry.  You scourge the land and train Warmongers, while staying out of the fighting yourself.  You only settle when you realize its not enough, and slowly, once the stimulation has stopped, depression takes you.  There aren't many of you kind left in Equestria.  Most of them left long ago.

She paused for a moment to examine my hateful expression.  "If only you would let love into your life...  How many hearts have you broken, trainer?"

I briefly remembered many nights spent alone or the company of warriors.  I remembered villages full of ponies, full of money and full of hope.  I remembered doing my best to support and raise those villages, prosper with them.  That was when I would meet somepony...

I looked down in sorrow, then immediately my head jerked up as the all-too-familiar response came over me.  I gave a lustful smile and cooed "your next."

Her smile faded.  "Is that an admission?"

I lowered my gaze to stare at her chin, my most dis-alarming smile plastered on my face.  "You"ll know exactly what I admit."

She seemed to grow slightly more tired.  "Indeed."

I took in a sharp breath, and my expression returned to sullen.  "You can feel it, can't you."

"It is as if far away, but yes.  You are indeed in a lot of pain."

My eyes grew wet as I considered telling her the truth.  Instead I asked "Why are you here?  What happened?  Did Veados do something?"

She seemed concerned.  "The orange dragon seemes to have caused a explosion.  The guards are headed there now.  Me and my auntie were alerted and she sent me down to talk to you.  I didn't expect to see a depressed pony"

"Have their been sightings of any others?  A green dragon perhaps, or gigantic sea serpent?"  My excitement grew slightly.

She eyed me for a moment.  "No."

I smiled.  This conversation has about an hour before it ends, I thought smugly.

She suddenly seemed very suspicious of me.  "What horrors have you managed to bring to Equestria?"

I once again gave her a cheeky smile.  "Come a little closer and Ill show you."

This time she seemed repulsed by my implication.  She shook her head.

"What are those things?"

I grew serious.  "Those things are my friends, and they are trying harder to help me than anypony else in the entire nation since I've been here."

"How long has that been?"

"Three years."

She gazed at me.  "Those things are warmongers.  All they want to do is become powerful so that they can prove some kind of horrific point about life."

I returned her stare.  "And let me tell you something, Princess.  You you exactly nothing nothing of the real world.  Not of how it works.  Not of how to work it.  All you do is lay around on your nice couch, cuddling with your perfect little husband, and whisper sweet nothings while barking orders.  You have no idea what how you got here, where your going, or why you do it.  You do ,exactly what feels good, Princess of love.  Your a cheat over the thousands of us who battle to get food, battle to stay alive, battle to stay healthy, battle to feel happy!  In one moment, you catch feelings like a locust, and then proceed to tell me what is and isn't moral!  You matter nothing to the world, and when your gone, nopony will care.  Even your husband can find a new mare, because brains and bodies like yours are so replaceable that you may as well be made of dirt.  I have friends with the will and power to shape this entire nation, and if you don't start treating me like a pony and not a sick animal, well, i'm going to take away your precious powers, your husband, and your life so that you can see exactly what the real world is like! and then we'll see exactly how long you last!  It would take me an hour to destroy this place!"

Her face was twisted with dark anger.  "Don't you ever speak of my husband like that."  She whispered.

I grew even angrier, and then suddenly my emotions fell flat.  I huffed and stared at the ground.  Words could never get through to somepony like her.  "That's what you got from that?"

After a moment of silence, I looked up to see her looking as exhausted as I felt.

"I think were done here," she said calmly.

I smiled at her.  "We're done when I say we're done."

She looked me quizzically.  I continued "And I say we're done when my friends arrive."

She looked around randomly, then turned her head back to me.  She nodded briefly, before she turned and walked towards the door with her eyes closed and her nose pointed up.

She then bumped into an enormous, purple, spiky, angry mass of scales and claws.

"Sitzo!"  I said cheerily.