If a computer was capable of feeling annoyance, then Trojan was overdosed on it right now. In the beginning of this ill-advised venture to an unnamed island, he had been grouped with Leila, a wonderful medic, Lana, a wonderful musclehead, and some Dedenne shmuck. A good distance into the feral jungle that covered at least 90% of this forsaken land, he witnessed the Dedenne become a massive Seviper’s dinner, lost Leila amidst the greenery, and lost sight of Lana because she was an idiot and decided to rush ahead.
The tropical jungle around him was teeming with fauna, loud chirps and squeaks drowning out the faint whir of his levitation. The air around him was heavy and thick, the humidity heating up his interior. He felt hot and bloated all over, sweat beading on his skin underneath his thick attire. It was quite the brilliant idea to wear his usual ostentatious attire into a tropical jungle. A thick trench coat, a pair of dress pants, and a blazer was most definitely the proper attire for an expedition such as this. Absolutely ingenious.
This brush was thick, enormous bushes towering over him. Their enormous leaves obscured the already faint path in front of him like thick green curtains. The mud beneath him was no obstacle however, his levitation thankfully keeping him just out of reach from the viscous quicksand-like mud.
The infinite expanse of green around him offered no aid in direction. Everything simply appeared identical, from the thick towering trees, to the exotic bushes and its enormous leaves. Not even a feral animal made its appearance.
In fact, the only thing that signified that this land even had living creatures on it was the constant droning of wild screeched and cries. The seemingly infinite journey through this untamed land brought a lot of time to muse.
He could not help but wonder: Were there even enemy soldiers stationed on this island?
The only guardians he had seen throughout this entire Arceus-forsaken journey were his own allies. To be truthful, he could not help but wonder if Fire and Water had led them astray. Perhaps the enemy had fed them false information, just to divert Earth’s and Air’s manpower to a desolate tropical jungle? It was not a farfetched idea in his computerized mind. Throughout his historical readings, these methods were used by warring nations, and the thing is, these methods actually work.
Trojan huffed. The humidity was suffocating. With a dulled thought, he pulled up the HUD installed in his eyes. With a flick of his eyes, he pulled up a temperature reading of his body. The result was not encouraging. The holographic image of a human figure glowed bright orange all over, with the torso radiating an angry red colour. He could see a small alert at the corner of his vision. ‘Alert: Body Temperature Increasing’ it said in large red letters.
Biological sweat was not enough to keep his body from overheating. This was an unfortunate side effect of having computerized components installed inside you. He cursed his creators for neglecting to install a cooling system inside him. He could install it himself, as it was not inconceivable, but he still had not found a method to install such a large physical component without accidentally killing himself.
Oh the limitations of what one can do alone.
With another flick of his yellow eyes, the temperature readings disappeared. Further heating would probably not bode well with his components, and engaging in physically strenuous activities would not be good. Reducing energy consumption was of the utmost priority at the moment, and one of the biggest energy consuming processes he had was levitation.
He slowly lowered himself to the floor, the whirring of his levitation slowly dying away. The damp ground beneath him squelched to accommodate the sudden weight. Trojan peered at the dirt, and shook his head at the splotched of wet dirt smearing the plain white leather of his boots. He would much rather take an hour of cleaning over crashing due to overheating. The latter would be disastrous.
He felt slightly cooler for a few moments after he shut down his levitation. However, that relief soon faded away into suffocating heat thanks to the hellish humidity.
“The sooner I leave this hell, the better.” He muttered, displaying a rare case of him talking to himself aloud.
He continued on foot, each step slow and deliberate. Sweat poured down his face in droves, as the sickeningly warm air around him thickened. The thickets of fauna around him seemed to thin down, the elephantine leaves parting aside to reveal a crude path through the jungle.
With no other leads as to where he was going, he grudgingly followed the path. The towering canopy thinned as he continued, allowing thin streams of light to penetrate into the dim forest floor. Moments later, he pushed aside of pair of massive green leaves to tumble into a vast clearing.
He stood in awe, glancing up at the bright streamers of sunlight peeking through the thin canopy. Turning his head, he peered in wonder at the towering trees surrounding the clearing. They were massive size, pillaring towards the heavens like skyscrapers. His eyes glowed brightly for a moment, him scanning them for a brief moment. The sloppy mud beneath his dirty boots was no more, and was now replaced by cool green blades of wild grass. He took a deep breath, the air around him no longer sickeningly humid, instead being soothingly cool.
He tentatively stepped forward, the grass crunching softly underneath his feet. The clearing was silent, devoid of even the cries of wild animals. Trojan’s eyes whirred, as he panned his eyes around the seemingly empty clearing.
A beep sounded in his head, his ears registering a faint pitter-patter sound in the distance. Trojan twisted his head in the direction of the sound, his eyes scanning the area.
He saw nothing.
The glow in his eyes faded as he shut down his visual scanners, before a frantic beep blared in his head. He turned his head towards back towards the area where he sensed the sound.
For a moment, he spied a yellow blur screaming towards him. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a small fist smashed into his chest. His chest throbbed as he reeled into the air. The air rushed in his ringing ears, as the clearing around him dimmed into green hazes. The cool grass greeted him with a smack, as he crunched into the dirt back first. He skidded to a stop, his ears still ringing from the impact to his chest.
He stared at the light streaming into the clearing, his vision hazy and unfocused. Through the fading ringing in his ears, he heard the soft crunches of footsteps on the grass nearby.
Then, it stopped. A woman’s voice, a melodious heavenly voice pierced the tranquility of the clearing.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little lost Earth soldier…” The voice cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice.
His chest throbbing, he slowly raised his head, blinking blearily. His hazy vision slowly focused in the feminine figure before him. A pair of piercing yellow eyes stared back at him, filled with arrogance and glee. A sassy smirk tugged at the woman’s pale face, as if saying she was victorious, and he was the loser. Long, electric yellow locks poked and pricked at his face, making him blink and squirm ever so slightly. Large yellow ears poked out from the top of the woman’s head, twitching back and forth. A warm metallic sensation poked at his neck, as he gazed stoically into the woman’s eyes. He twitched his eyes downwards, and spied a small pistol in her hand, muzzle pointed at his neck.
His eyes whirred faintly, as he ran brief scans on the woman standing over him. His heart skipped a beat, as he could see the lethal amounts of electricity coursing through the woman’s body.
‘Bugger.’ He thought. ‘Jolteon.’
“So, Noriko, what do ya say we should do to him?” The Jolteon asked, turning towards someone behind her.
Trojan could barely crane his neck towards the one named Noriko, but there was no need to. The name was strikingly familiar, sending shock through him like his Taser.
‘Why am I surprised? I’ve always known she was of an enemy kingdom….’ He mused, as he continued to stare into the Jolteon’s eyes.
“C’mon, just leave him be. We gotta get to that stone before the enemy gets there.” Trojan raised an eyebrow as he could sense small bits of fear lacing Noriko’s voice.
“Maaaan, Noriko, ya such a buzzkill. Let’s have a little fun!” The Jolteon berated, shoving her gun harder against Trojan’s neck. “Yo, Xiongmao! Whuddaya think?”
Trojan winced slightly at the force on his neck, as he craned his head. A few meters behind the Jolteon stood a massive man, dressed in thick red cloaks and an Oriental straw hat. Through the shadow of the man’s hat was a small piece of bamboo, held in place by the man’s pursed lips. He replied with a simple grunt.
‘Pangoro.’ Trojan thought darkly. The situation was grim at the moment. The statistics he quickly ran through his mind offered no consolation.
His thoughts were interrupted by the Jolteon’s voice once more.
“Alright, I’ll take that as a yes!” She turned back towards Trojan, reaching her empty hand to her back. “I call dibs on his skull….”
Horror slowly boiled through his being as he watched the Jolteon pulled out a terrifyingly long knife. The gleaming metal glistened in the streaming light, the sharp edges seemingly shuddering with the excitement of spilling his blood. His eyes widened as she lowered the knife blade, and placed it at his neck.
“Shhh….now shut your eyes…I’ll make it quick...” She cooed, as if she was ironically a mother trying to placate her child. “Shut your ey-“
“BUCKSHOT!!!” Heavy footsteps rocked the ground like an earthquake, as someone came running out of the brush. The Jolteon looked up, her eyes filled with confusion, only to see a pair of sharp antlers smash into her gut.
Trojan watched in awe as the Jolteon flew through the air like a ragdoll, her screams slowly fading away as she flew deep into the jungle. He turned his head back towards his saviour, staring in surprise and somewhat awe.
The newcomer straightened up and stretched his neck. The man’s messy hair clumped around his tall antlers, and his tall figure towered over Trojan. Small ears could be seen, twitching and turning like a deer on high alert. The man leaned down over Trojan’s fallen form, and lowered a hand.
“Need some help?” He asked, his eyes somewhat bored.
Trojan stared at the man for a moment, unmoving. The man was unfamiliar, his bored expression rather. With a reluctant slowness, Trojan grabbed the man’s outstretched arm, and pulled himself to his feet.
The man smiled slightly. “My name’s Guy. Saw you surrounded by these fire douchebags, so I decided to just stop by and help.”
“Thank you.” Trojan answered shortly, brushing the dirt off his blue trench coat.
“No problem. I’ll be glad to help you out a bit. Let’s see, Uzek should be popping in in three…two…one…”
At that moment, a mighty roar shattered the silence in the clearing. Trojan jumped slightly, quickly turning his head to the Pangoro. A gash of red manifested on his chest, red blood gushing from the wound. A smaller green form stood in front of the larger injured guardian, a small sword in his hand.
“Hey, there’s Uzek.” Guy smiled slightly. “So you wanna take care of the Zorua?” He turned to where Noriko was standing. Instead, he only saw a small depression in the long grass. “Well, she’s gone. I’m gonna leave that to you, alright? “
Trojan nodded, still saying nothing. Perhaps he would be able to avoid Noriko completely? That would be preferable. Turning on his heel, he started towards the thick dimness of the jungle. Suddenly, at the edge of the clearing, a sensation of his hairs standing on end made him stop. He turned around, bamboozled by the odd sensation, to glance at Guy.
The crackling of electricity echoed through the clearing. A dark shadow hovered over Guy, as he looked around confused. He looked up, only to see an ominous purple storm cloud hover over him.
“Oh deer.“ Guy gulped.
A thundering clap burst the calm air, as a wicked bolt of electricity blasted from the storm cloud. It struck Guy with a vengeance, charring the grass around him. The smell of charcoal and burning filled the cool air, as smoke billowed from smoldering grass into the sky. An angry scream echoed throughout the clearing, as a yellow streak whizzed across the field. With a fury only hell knows, the Jolteon tackled Guy, fangs bared and crackling with electricity.
Trojan took the incentive, and bolted into the thick jungle. He leapt over fallen rotting logs, through thick mud, and past curtains of leaves. Around him, he could hear the pitter-patter of footsteps and the rustling of leaves.
He slowed his sprint to a halt, dropping onto the cold wet dirt. The mud seeped into his pants, and was cold against his skin. The faint footsteps around him faded away, leaving only the faint sound of rustling leaves and chirping of wildlife. He huffed, wiping away the beads of sweat on his forehead.
The piercing voice shattered the all too brief tranquility, as a small black blur rushed towards his kneeling form. He could not move. He could not will his muscles to move, not even an inch. In seemingly slow motion, a small fist slammed into his chest. He winced, his ears ringing faintly, as he splashed into the mud once more.
He slowly pushed himself to his knees, his arms trembling ever so slightly. He raised his head, his eyes flashing dangerously, towards the woman clad in black standing over him.
She held his Taser in her hand, her body trembling slightly. She pointed the Taser at his head, a look of reluctance dancing in her eyes.
“Noriko.” Trojan muttered.
“Trojan.” She answered, shifting her eyes. “Hey, no hard feelings about this, but, you know, enemy kingdoms.”
Trojan said nothing. He lowered his head once more, as if submitting to her. Inside his mind, he was laughing. How glorious. Did she really think she could disable him with his own weapon? Silly little mortal. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Glee danced across his eyes, as he eagerly waited for Noriko to pull the trigger.
She did just that. However, the sound of electrified probes bursting from their cartridges never came. Instead, a faint click echoed through the trees. Trojan smirked, slipping his hands behind his back. He focused what little energy he had left into the air behind him. The sensation of chilling air, intense heat, and tingling electricity sent satisfying shivers up his arms, as he wrapped his hands around the yellow and red one. Trojan looked up, spying Noriko’s look of utter bewilderment.
“Safety is on my dear Noriko.” He smirked, pulling his hands from behind his back. “Now do me a favour.”
He squeezed the orbs in his hands, his left hand igniting into flames and his right hand exploding into crackles of electricity. The third freezing orb hovered above him, pulsing with ice cold energy.
He charged, his feet barely hitting the ground. The distance between the two closed in a flash, as Trojan pulled back his flaming fist, ready to drive it deep into her face. Noriko scoffed, unintimidated by the charge. She ducked, Trojan’s flaming fist whizzing over her head, and dove through his legs. She released the Taser from her grasp, it rattling against the mud. She continued to slide over the slick mud, putting distance between the two. She rolled back onto her feet, pulling her hook-and-chain from her jacket.
Trojan whirled around, a fire dancing in his eyes. With a mechanical whir, he pointed his electrified fist at Noriko. His frozen orb pulsed once, before flying at Noriko like a bullet.
Noriko ducked, the orb flying over her head. There was a blast of cracking ice, the tree behind her impaled on a large icicle. She stared incredulously at Trojan, dread beading inside of her. She clutched her hooks tightly, and slowly lowered her body towards the slick mud. With a growl, she launched herself forward, charging bullishly through the thick air.
Trojan stared. She was blinding fast, his vision reducing her to a black blue. He could barely maintain a lock on her, as he tried to aim the two pulsing orbs in his hands at her. As the distance between the two disappeared, Trojan hastily thrust his hand forward, the crackling yellow orb in it launching forward like a bullet.
Almost automatically, Noriko spun to her right, twisting her body out the path of the orb. It whizzed past her, the electrical energy barely grazing her jacket. Unfazed, she continued her charge. She pulled back her hooks, readying a blow to his chest.
His eyes flashing, he raised his flaming fist, the orb within blazing with conviction. He thrust it forward as Noriko rushed towards him. A muffled ‘oof’ resonated through the trees, as the sensation of fist against stomach sent shockwaves rippling through his arm. At the same time, a searing pain shot through his left shoulder, the sound of tearing flesh echoing in his ears.
He clenched his teeth, trying desperately to block out the pain in his shoulder. Through his blurring vision, he could see Noriko fly back, her gut smoldering. She hurled through the air, and, with a faint crunch, smashed against the trunk of a tree. She slumped over with a faint groan, her hooks clanging onto the ground. In the dim light, he could barely make out fresh red blood on one of them. He placed his hand on his throbbing shoulder, instinctively cringing at the warmness gushing from the wound.
He slowly dropped to his knees, clutching his shoulder tightly. Warm blood seeped through his fingers, painting his hand red. He slouched over, clenching his eyes shut. He had not felt something like this in years, this painful sensation. He felt light-headed, his vision blurring in and out of focus. His heartbeat thumped like drums in his head, quickening with each second.
As his vision began to fade in and out of blackness, he could see a familiar pair of antlers tower over his fallen form. He glanced up, the beaming eyes of Guy gazing into his own. He felt Guy’s hands pull him to his feet, as he pulled his uninjured arm over his shoulders.
Through the ringing in his ears, he heard Guy grunt.
“I’m getting you out of here.”
As Trojan’s world slowly faded to darkness, his own voice echoed in his ears.
“Thank you friend.”