Explorers of Origin: A Pokémon Mystery Dungeon Fanfiction, Volume 1

Chapter 22: Bloodbaths

Between darkness and light lies chaos, the only true balance.

"There's Flussufer. It ain't looking so hot, that's for sure."

"Yeah. I can see many Yungoos seemingly yelling at a crowd of Pokémon, but I can't really make out what they are trying to block from them. That idiot Gumshoos is there, too."

"Why can't those annoying turds shut up and leave already? Aren't they wasting their breath?"

"That's their tactic: irritate humans and Pokémon into fighting each other. It's a fearmonger, basically."

"Where have I heard about this before..."

"Is this something common where you come from, Pikachu?"

"Way too common. It ain't normal at all, yet society somehow made it part of the system. Pathetic."

"So the world of humans share many problems we do..."

"Yep."

"In any case, we have arrived. We'll land just outside the southeastern entrance, so be ready to disembark."

Pointing his finger to the ground, the lead Dragonite mailer motions his colleagues to flutter downwards to land their passengers. Upon placing their feet firmly onto Flussufer territory and allowing their riders to jump down, they find a short flower-like Pokémon scurrying towards the entrance.

"Oh! Thank Arceus you all showed up!"

"Who the hell's this? Is it even a Pokémon?"

"Hey! Now's not the time to ask stuff like that! Hurry and come inside! There's townsfolk dying left, right, and center!"

"What!?"

"It's true! Get in now!"

Dragging Pikachu's left arm to fully illustrate the direness of the disaster at hand, the Pokémon's hurried expression forces everyone else to follow suit and blitz towards the interior of town. What they discover send absolute-zero chills down their spines: a pile of dead Pokémon dumped in the heart of the community, with several Yungoos circled around it while facing the angry crowd before them. In front of the carnivorous pack, Gumshoos furiously argues back and forth with the protestors to force their compliance.

"...don't care about what fake news you blow at us! You killed several of our own, so you deserve to suffer the consequences!"

"Why are you not understanding!? Are you all stupid!? Humans created the purple shadows! They are the ones who caused destruction to us all! They must die in order to restore order in our world and make it grand again!"

"Says who!? You don't have anything to back that up!"

"Fine! Killers, attack!"

At the vile command of Gumshoos, the carnivorous Yungoos charge at the Flussufer townsfolk for the purpose of a 'proper cleansing.' One by one, they crunch the bodies of younger Pokémon to enforce their malicious will upon the town. Flailing the small figures like a bullet train on steroids, the attacking Yungoos toss the bodies onto the pile while other Yungoos blocked incoming protestors attempting to save them. Wailing voices of agony invade the collective consciousness, forcing the local populous into a frenzied panic. To make matters worse, the incoming group is blocked off by even more Yungoos from behind, in front, and on the sides of the entrance, forbidding them from taking action. Mawile clenches her fists in frustration as she is forced to watch the barbaric aggression of the Killers.