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While Sleep was ever so slowly claiming her from this heat. The Ariados stood guard valiantly. But like any good spider, he had spread his thin threads through the building. A move that now paid off as the sensation of something stepping onto one announced itself to him.

He hurried off in the other direction, intent on sneaking around to see what or who it was. In doing so it avoided the presence of the giant Metallic monster which was currently checking the rooms though it worked for him as well since he did not notice the Aggron either.

It didn’t take long for him to find the intruders, a Totodile and a Cubone. Though something seemed off, he had felt more than a single tug on his strings. With a sigh, he realized that there was naught to do but scare them off. He could not let these dangerous wild Pokémon get too close to Priscilla. From his perch atop the ceiling, he shot a small ball of web forth, which quickly burst out into a big wall of STICKY WEB, halting the two Pokémon from progressing. While he made some angry chittering noises and gestures!

Meanwhile, the happy chittering noise of the rest of the Bug-types had come to a halt. They had heard the talking and sneakily peeked out of their room. Their eyes spotted Isaac, and they collectively realized a trainer had come here, clearly in hopes of catching them. They wondered what they ought to do. They whisper-chittered among each other for a short second, and then came up with a plan. They would ambush him. In best horror fashion, they closed the door that they were peaking out from, just enough to catch the attention of the trainer, while they all hid on the ceiling behind the door ready to ambush Isaac when he would walk into the room.

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Priscilla v Giant Murder Kaiju

Ever tried to sleep while someone is watching you? The strange pressure of eyes gazing upon you from the unknown. Even in her dreams, she sensed it. Wondering where it came from. Maybe it was just her Ariados? That’s the excuse she went with as she continued sleeping until a low rumbling caught her attention.

“Five more minutes please.” She asked in her sleep. At first thinking it was Ariados. But then her mind caught up. That was not the rumbling of a Bug-type Pokémon. She opened her eyes and in the limited lighting that her feeble human eyes caught, all she saw was the tail of a giant monster looming above her ready to consume her. Had she maybe spent a few seconds to think about why she was still alive if that was what it wanted? She might’ve figured it out.

Alas in her sleep-addled brain, that was not what happened. She had had enough of those dreams to know what would happen if she thought about it. “M-m-m-m-MONSTER!” She screamed loud as she sprang up from the bed with surprising agility, dragging the duvet with her in one hand as she sprinted past the Aggron, not even bothering to give it a second look, and out of the room down the corridor straight to towards where she remembered her Bug-pals had been.

Ariados v Totodile / Cubone ( + Aggron )

They weren’t attacking him. It seemed they were trying to intimidate him? Most curious, the Ariados had to admit. Perhaps they had a purpose here. Still, he spent a few more minutes doing chittering charades against the Totodile and Cubone trying to scare them off before deciding that it wasn’t having the effect that he wanted.

Though before he could ask them what brought them here. A horrifying scream reached his ears. True fear was painted upon his face. Had this been their purpose all along? To get him away from Priscilla so whoever they worked with could get to her.

Loudly he sneered some rather foul curses in his bug-type language and stormed off in the direction from which he came, reaching the room just in time to see Priscilla storming off. From his position, he could just barely glint at the shine of something huge in the room. His fears had been confirmed. Before thinking further about it he shot a ball of TOXIC THREAD, which quickly exploded into a web that covered the doorframe, hopefully halting the monster inside.

Isaac V Horror-trope
The Bug group was waiting in almost eager anticipation. It was not often they got to fight like this. More often than not they would all be scattered and too weak to fight. But not this time. This time they could handle this intruder, this time they would be the ones to feaster and not the feast.

But alas the high-pitched beating of wings announced the presence of another bug-type, a traitor among them? No, it wasn’t Ariados. He didn’t have wings. The leader of this group, the Larvesta looked from one member to the other. Nobody besides Ariados was missing.

There was only one thing to do now. If the enemy wasn’t going to come to them. They would have to go on the offensive. The Larvesta made some wiggly moves, explaining the plan quietly. They all nodded in agreement.

The Larvesta began to count down from three. But before he even reached zero, they all heard a scream echoing through the building. Fearing the worst, they bravely charged through the door. Larvesta led the way by DOUBLE-EDGE’ing the door of its hinges as they went through. The others quickly began to swarm Isaac trying to overpower him if the Combee allowed them to get close enough.

Priscilla Running

While everyone was reacting to her previous scream in one way or another. She ran down a corridor at full speed duvet dragged along with her, she had no idea why she kept holding on to it, but maybe it would prove useful in this nightmare. Because that was what this was, right? There was no way such a giant monster had sneaked past her Ariados.

She reached the main entrance area where Isaac and the rest of the Bug-troupe were, just in time to see them trying to charge the man. The sight itself was so unreal, that her mind just disconnected from reality for a brief second. She spoke not a word, she just watched as much as her eyes allowed her to without glasses, which wasn't a lot.

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A conspiracy! That was what this was, and Priscilla was the target. Ariados was sure of this. So much were his fatherly instincts going off that he didn’t much care for the fact that it seemed the other Pokémon was trying to handle her spectacles rather gently. After all, what use was fake eyes if those to whom they belonged were hurt? And so he stormed off, with the nimbleness of a spider climbing the ceiling down the hallway.

The rest of the Bug group fought valiantly against the giant invader. Alas, Isaac’s physical strength was superior to their feeble bug-type strength. And when the traitor-Combee joined in using its amazing bug powers, it would be all but a lost battle, had it not been for the sudden appearance of a barely clad Priscilla.

They felt the tide of battle turn as this person’s attention was drawn to the beauty that they knew Priscilla was. Larvesta, being the smartest of them all, quickly deduced that their human invader was a male, and though his words said otherwise, they would have to do something about him before he overpowered them and had his way with Priscilla. A sense of pride welled up in the Larvesta, as he was sure the Ariados would give him lots of head scratches for his detective work.

With a few chittering words, Larvesta informed his merry band of bugs of the new plan. Quickly Wimpod jumped off and scurried over to Priscilla, ready to defend her. Meanwhile, Larvesta, having reached up and around to the abdomen of their intruder tried to bite him right then and there, but he wasn’t sure if it was merely clothes he caught in with his BUG BITE.

Meanwhile, Sewaddle and Weedle were trying to quickly use their string shot to bind Isaac’s feet together so that he couldn’t move and hopefully toppled. And last, but certainly not least. The Joltik joined in on the physically harming Isaac plan and used its tiny Joltik legs to try and SUCKER PUNCH Isaac in his holiest of places.

Almost blind and confused did Priscilla perceive the world around her. Isaac was even at this length an unidentified smudge of colors to her eyes. Still, his words reached her loud and clear. Something about the voice seemed familiar, also the way it almost spoke her name. Though the latter made sense if this was all just a nightmare she was experiencing.

His words began to take effect, realizing now that a guy was looking at her most privates. She screamed louder than ever before, as she tried to cover herself with the duvet that she had dragged along “WHO ARE YOU!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!? AND FOR ARCEUS’S SAKE LOOK AWAY!” Her words were spoken with the speed of a charging Arcanine, made possible only by the fear and embarrassment that only Ecchi fanservice scene of a B-rated Horror-anime could produce.

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Ariados was off. Alas, it seemed he wasn’t allowed to go far. As he tried to storm off as only a spider could, he felt something heavy suddenly latching onto his thorax, disrupting the carefully cultivated suction he applied for moving on the ceiling. With his ability to stay upside down disrupted, he fell to the floor, hitting it with a heavy thud as it rolled onto its stomach.

It shook its head, shaking away the dizziness that hitting the floor caused it. It seemed these two were not about to let it get to Priscilla, so it would simply have to deal with them first. Luckily, in the bug world, it was eat or be eaten. It would not be the first time he took on more than one opponent at once. His shadow began to wiggle before shooting forth like tendrils of hardened darkness. One tendril aimed at the Totodile and another at the Cubone. Ariados was confident his double SHADOW SNEAK, would be more than enough to handle these two.

Meanwhile, Priscilla was covering herself up creating a makeshift toga with it while she saw the man struggle, or rather a blob, for she could honestly not identify Isaac’s gender from here. All she saw was a person struggling against her bug friends, and the bugs were winning through their continued struggle. The longer it took, the more string Weedle and Sewaddle succeeded in using. Larvesta kept on biting, and the Joltik? Well, surely Isaac would be able to feel the tingly slowly building up as Jolting was charging up its electricity for a good shot of ELECTRO WEB unless something quickly removed it from him.

Now no longer as panicked by her lack of clothing she had time to assess the situation. If only she could see what was happening. As if on cue she felt something fluffy grace her. She turned her attention to it, and her eyes fell upon the cutest little Eevee. It seemed to wave its fluff around, she noticed something shining in its fur and gently took it. Wait, that’s my glasses! She thought as she then put them on, resting them gently against the ridge of her nose.

Suddenly the world became clear to her. She saw the hilarious sight of Isaac being overpowered by her bug Pokémon. But with the clarity of the world appearing, so to did his words finally make sense, though outlandish as they were. “Well because this was the…” She halted mid-sentence as she was about to answer the question before having processed the last part of his sentence. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN BLOW UP!” Her voice raised naturally in alarm.

Ariados watched the Cubone parried one SHADOW SNEAK, Totodile wasn’t quite as skilled. It barely missed the shoulder. But Ariados figured it would serve as enough of a warning for them both to know that if they continued, they would have to fight.

Alas, neither of the dynamic duo moved on the offensive, something he would’ve assumed they would do. Instead, the Totodile seemed to halt its compatriot from attacking, just before it began on some intimidation threat display. Ariados listened to the screeches, and though his water-type speech was a bit, lacking he noticed the subtleties of threats but also inquisitiveness.

For a brief moment, he was confused. Why do they not attack? Such questions roamed his arachnid brain. And for once during this whole situation, he figured he might ask them. For what reason doth thou break our peace? Of course, it was all asked in a thick chittering bug-type accent. So whether the pair understood him was debatable.

Larvesta was the first to be lobbed off. He flew a bit before hitting the floor. Alas, that did not stop him, he quickly charged back into the fray. Next up was Joltik, flying a considerable distance further, but like the Larvesta he ran to join the fray as well.

Priscilla listened to his words, though hard-fought they were. She had not thought to stop the battle, as his words had confused her enough that the battle wasn’t even on her mind. It was only when the bright light of an evolution startled her that she was pulled out of her confused daze.

Priscilla’s bug-pals had not thought to end the battle, even upon request. But with the presence of a Vespiquen and her royal demand for a ceasefire, they could do naught but oblige. Reluctantly the Weedle and Sewaddle climbed off of Isaac. And the Larvesta and Joltik changed course quickly moving over to Priscilla to take a defensive position, one which the Weedle and Sewaddle soon joined.

Now that the situation had calmed down she could return to questioning this person and their motives. “Why is this place going down?” She asked though she didn’t give him much time to answer. The masked nature of his appearance gave her some suspicions, about whom he belonged. But his voice was rather familiar, and it wasn’t a voice she would associate with thugs. “And who are you?”

Sure her bugs had relented and taken a defensive position around Priscilla. But their eyes still stared daggers towards Isaac, ready to unleash hell upon him once more.

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The duo began to explain. Though for whatever reason it seemed they decided on charades rather than words. Perhaps they did not speak The Arceus-given-common-Pokémon language or perhaps Ariados was merely 5-heading too much. Either way, it didn’t matter. He got the gist of it. And the sight of the metallic beast having escaped his trap made his defeat inevitable.

And yet, with his spider eyes did he notice a peculiar detail. The Aggron carried Priscilla’s clothes diligently. One would most certainly have assumed that clothing would be the least of a hunting predator’s worries. Ariados decided that aggression was no longer the answer. And so followed the trio to where Priscilla was.

He had barely entered the Hallway area when a Majestic-looking Vespiquen, one whose beauty was rivaled only by a beautiful bug-lady of the same species, one he had not seen in ages. He wondered what had become of her, his childhood crush, though he dared not admit so. He was quickly pulled back into the world of the present as this Vespiquen took his forelimb between her royal hands. Had his exo-skeleton been able to betray him, it would’ve blushed, but alas it did not even if he still felt the heat welling up.

M’lady, t’is I who must apologize. Had my brethren and I, but approached with diplomatic intent, I believe the situation would not have gotten so out of hand. Of course, to all whose ears did not understand bug speech, his words were but meaningless spider-chittering. Still, his deep bow would convey the message to those that did not understand his words.

While Isaac told his story, Priscilla looked at him skeptically. Something told her that this masked person wasn’t inclined to the truth. Perhaps this was all an elaborate ruse to forego squatters’ rights, of which she barely knew anything about.

And then he gave a name, which all but confirmed her fears. “Blackjack? As in the card game?” Her voice conveyed the mistrust that her mind was filled with. “Well, excuse me for not believing someone named after a card game,” Priscilla said.

This was the point where the Aggron approached her. She took a step sideways trying to put some space between the intimidating creature and her. Though like the Ariados, she quickly noticed something peculiar about its behavior. For starters, it carried her clothes and handed them to her while covering its eyes, kind gestures not befitting its wild appearance. She gave it a thankful nod as she took the clothes, though she was now mostly covered by her self-made duvet toga. But then the Aggron sat down and something clicked in her. She had seen this Aggron before.

“Wait a minute.” She turned to Isaac. “That Aggron, and your voice…” Her brain was quickly coming to the realization, but she still wasn’t sure she wanted to voice it, to make it real. Still, she did it. “Isaac?”

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