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The sounds of screams and yells echoed throughout the night. The sounds of steel meeting flesh and bone could be heard of one listened close enough. Outside Rulf's tent was a small war, but inside was a different story. Rulf was sleeping like a log, snoring softly. As he felt someone on top of him, his eyes started to flutter open. Rulf awoke to see Sarkis on top of him, feeling the lucario shaking his body around. As soon as the human came to his senses, he sat up, almost headbutting the lucario in the process. "What in the name of-"

"We're under attack!" Sarkis yelled to Rulf as he got back up on his feet in a flash, holding his paw out to the human.

Rulf grabbed his paw, letting the lucario help him up. Right now, a lot of questions were on his mind, but one stood out amongst the rest. "Why were you on top of me?" He questioned the lucario as he pulled his sword out of his scabbard.

"Let's go kill those dead heads out there, and then discuss this when our lives aren't in danger." Sarkis quickly replied to Rulf as he used his foot to kick his own staff up into the air, catching it with both paws. Now armed, he ran out of the tent with the human by his side to see the horror and carnage outside. Out of the blue, they heard that gallade's voice.

"Cut their heads off! Go for the head! It is the only way to kill them!" Carlos yelled out as he led his men throughout the camp, carving a path through the armies of the dead.

There were tents burning, people screaming. There were guards fighting undead horrors, their steel making contact with their flesh, but even with the limbs severed, they continued coming. A few meters away, a disemboweled man was being feasted upon by a hungry undead machamp. The machamp himself had been mutilated, his hands were cut off and replaced with hammer-like blocks of metal. Rulf couldn't let such an abomination live. The man walked over to the undead machamp, seeing the creature now raising his head to stare at him with milky white eyes. Then, he saw the machamp's mouth opening to let out an unholy scream. The undead monster's scream was cut very short as Rulf cleaved his head in half horizontally. Blood spilled forth from what remained of his skull as the other half of his head hit the ground, the brain slipping out of that half. The vile stench of death that poured forth from the machamp was unbearable.

Sarkis gagged a little before looking a little surprised. "Hm, I guess I haven't lost my gag reflex." He said with a smile.

"Jokes? At a time like this?!" Rulf angrily exclaimed.

"It makes the fetor easier to deal with." Sarkis replied, seeing a confused expression on Rulf's face shortly afterwards.

"Fetor?" The human repeated to himself.

Sarkis liked confusing Rulf with strange words, but now was not the time for it. "It's the smell of something foul. So, shall we go find Taleen?" Sarkis casually asked as he spun his staff around, and walked away from the two nearby dead bodies.

"You don't know where Taleen is?! We have to find her!" Rulf said as he looked around side to side, looking to the fighting men as well as some of the damaged tents.

"I was going to find her just after I woke you up. You're welcome, by the way." Sarkis quickly added. Rulf was such a deep sleeper, he was lucky that Sarkis wasn't the type to take advantage of that, yet. He couldn't say the thought hasn't crossed his mind before.

Immediately, both men spun around as they heard a loud gurgling groan. Both of their eyes looked over the mess of gore and nightmares that made up the monstrosity in front of them. It was a snorlax. It's jaw was hanging open like a door broken off its hinges. Some teeth were missing from its gaping blood soaked maw. Both men couldn't even see all the way into its mouth. It was like staring into some macabre well filled with the blackest waters. From the wide open mouth spewed the most wicked smelling effluvia and sludge. It was mostly undigested remains, intestines, pieces of metal, cloth and bone as well as brown muck. Neither men could guess what the brown muck was, but they had a feeling that they didn't want to know. Jutting out of its back were many shards of metal that looked like they had been placed there rather than stuck into it during battle. The unholy creation stomped its way towards Sarkis and Rulf, causing the arms and legs sticking out from its exposed ribs to wobble about.

"Out of the way!" Sarkis yelled as he quickly side stepped the beast in one direction while Rulf went in the other.

Rulf quickly slashed right into the back of the left knee of the beast, causing it to quickly fall onto its stomach as it clumsily tried to slow itself down. As the undead snorlax's belly made contact with the floor with serious force, blood and viscera sprayed forth from the creature's gaping mouth. It created a small horrific river of crimson red liquid and entrails. Sarkis then brought his staff down onto the undead thing's head over and over again, the skull fracturing before the bone completely gave in. A shard of the snorlax's own skull ended its unholy life.

"Whew! You're quick with that thing when you want to be. Do you have lot of practice handling weighty weapons?" Sarkis inquired with a cheeky smirk.

"My sword isn't that heavy." Rulf replied, completely ignoring the dirty undertone with which the lucario said those words.

Before they could really let their guard down, both men saw a horse charging right towards them. It looked like it was about to knock them down. The closer it got, the more they began to realize that it wasn't just a horse, but a rapidash. The flames coming off the four legged beast's back gave it away, as did the firey tail behind it. At one side of the rapidash's face, the skin had been stripped away around the left eye socket. The eye itself was missing too. The rapidash's body was stained with blood, big gashes exposing the male pokemon's innards. it charged right in between both men, both of which dove out of the way.

"Ew!" Sarkis yelled as he quickly got back up to his feet. Blood clinged to his fur, having landed in a pile of gore. "I hate these rotting creatures!"

Rulf was about to say something, but then he saw Taleen quickly running towards them, looking like she was out of breath. "Taleen? Are you alright?" He immediately asked the panting weavile.

"No! I wanted that rapidash!" Taleen exclaimed with a very dissatisfied look on her face. She watched the undead rapidash run away into the distance, running far away from all the carnage.

Rulf was a little shocked at her words. "You wanted to ride that thing? What's wrong with the horse you've already got?" He questioned her.

"It's boooooring! Imagine the looks I would get if I rode into town on that rapidash!" Taleen replied before then letting out a sigh.

Sarkis chuckled as he shook his head. "I would imagine no one would mess with you if they saw you riding that rotting beast. But imagine the smell. You would smell as bad as that homeless person you stole from." The lucario said with a smile.

Rulf still couldn't believe that Taleen stole from a homeless person. "Don't you ever feel bad about stealing things that don't belong to you?" The human asked.

"Nope! Let's go kill some more stuff!" Taleen enthusiastically said to the two men.

Rulf wasn't about to object to that, but before he could even say anything else, she already started skipping towards some more undead creatures. "Wait for us!" He yelled as he then chased after her.

Sarkis shuddered as he tried getting the blood off his fur. "I'll catch up with you two! Stupid undead monsters, making me smell like a rotting piece of meat..." He mumbled to himself as he made his way to a river he knew was near by.

Throughout the entire morning, there smell of burning rotting flesh filled the air. It was an evil smell, most of the survivors covered their noses and mouths with any kind of cloth they could find. Sarkis was watching nearby, this nose and mouth covered by some brown fabric. His fur was clean after about an hour of trying to wash the gore off himself. He sat on a wooden bucket, looking over the men in the broken and burnt camp. Nearby, there was a man with tanned skin. He was dressed in a yellow shirt with chain mail over it. The exotic man began pulling down his trousers, unintentionally giving Sarkis a good look at his length. The lucario's eyes were fixated on the human's slightly larger than average length. Sarkis smirked for a moment, until he saw the man urinating onto some rags. When the man stopped urinating, he pulled up his pants and then proceeded to use the soaked rags to cover his nose and mouth. "That can't smell good." Sarkis thought aloud.

The man looked back to the lucario with a dissatisfied look on his face. "It does not, but it stops the poison in the air from entering your lungs." He replied in a deep tone of voice.

Sarkis was a little surprised at what he had to say for himself. He knew that breathing in the ashes of the dead was not exactly healthy, but was it really equal to poison? "Poison in the air? Is there something you know that we don't?" The lucario questioned him.

"Those creatures are evil, it is best we leave nothing to chance." The man replied before then walking away. He knew that it helped to stop harmful gasses from entering the lungs, but he didn't feel like having to explain himself to the lucario.

Meanwhile, a certain weavile was swinging a short sword around. "Eh, too heavy!" She thought to herself as she threw the sword over her shoulder.

Rulf ducked, dropping to his knees barely in time to avoid the sharp blade smacking into his face. "Watch where you throw dangerous things like that!" He yelled at her with a very dissatisfied look on his face.

Taleen looked back to him with a devious smile. "You're alive aren't you? Don't complain! You should thank me for keeping ya on your toes!"

"Thank you?!" Rulf angrily exclaimed.

"You're welcome!" Taleen said with a giggle. She then walked away from Rulf, looking for more shiny things she could possibly sell.

The human shook his head before then walking back through the camp, seeing some of the fires dying out as they ran out of bodies to burn. He walked towards Sarkis, who was currently checking out some of the soldiers. "Having fun?"

Sarkis looked back to Rulf with a sly smirk. "Not yet, want to help with that?" The lucario replied as he parted his legs suggestively.

Rulf caught a glimpse of Sarkis' loincloth covered groin before turning his head, averting his eyes. "No! Now close your legs before I throw up!"

"Oh, you're such a prude." Sarkis replied with a chuckle. The lucario was confident that eventually, Rulf would give in. He was sure of it.

"I just do not want another glance of your staff again!" Rulf defensively exclaimed.

"You should have knocked." Sarkis immediately replied with a chuckle. "Besides, I think you liked seeing me polishing my crimson staff. Your face went as red as lava, it was quite cute."

Rulf's cheeks started to heat up for a moment, feeling frustrated that he continued to talk like that. "If we did not buy our home together, I would have kicked you out by now." The human crossed his arms and looked away from the lucario.

Sarkis noticed the human was blushing once again, he couldn't resist trying to make him blush even harder. "What's wrong? It's the size of my staff isn't it? You don't have to be intimidated by it."

"I am not intimidated by it, you pervert! I just don't want to see it ever again." Rulf replied as he crossed his arms. His attention was then drawn over towards some new volunteers heading towards the camp, at least he thought they were volunteers.

"There's something you don't see every day." Sarkis spoke as he stood up, stretching his legs and arms for a moment.

Both men watched as a group of around ten strange humanoids walked towards the camp. They all walked in on foot, and all appeared to be covered in some sort of soft scaly skin. Their eyes varied in color, some being red, blue, yellow, green, brown. All of their eyes shared the same black slitted pupil. Their heads were similar in shape to that of an octopus, only more humanoid. Their nostrils looked like they were nothing more than slits. Their skulls had a big round sphere shape to the back of it, similar to what one would find on an octopus. That part of the skull however looked quite ridged, as well as round and smooth. Their mouths where hidden by eight strange tentacles about two feet in length. The underside of their tentacles were usually a lighter shade of their skin color, and always held powerful suckers. The average height for the race was five foot nine. Their skin colors appeared to vastly differ. There were some with green, blue, brown, even black scales. Their bodies seemed very similar to that of a human being. The females had breasts, and were generally smaller in height. The males appeared to have the muscle mass and bodies similar to that of a normal human man. They did however appear to have small black claws, and webbing in between their strange toes and fingers.

"What are they? Do you know?" Rulf asked Sarkis, guessing he would probably know.

"Nahtai, and they can do some amazing things with those tentacles of theirs. I am serious, you should ask one on a date after this. You won't regret it." Sarkis said with a smirk.

Rulf looked back at the lucario, his face contorting into an expression of disgust. "What? I... I don't think I would be into that." He said as he watched the nahtai walk by. Some of them casting glances their way as they walked towards the captain of the guards. Their weapons seemed to mostly consist of spears and javilins, their clothing and armor seemingly made up of bones and cloth.

"I know you would love it. The nahtai that I bedded drained me really quickly! I am telling you, you're missing out of you don't go for one of them!" The lucario excitedly said. "If you don't go for one of them, I will."

"Go right ahead, don't complain if they start throwing javilins at you for target practice." Rulf replied with a chuckle, already imagining them all angrily chasing him away.

"I will try to bed one that is single this time." The lucario replied with a big smile on his face as he went right ahead and approached the large group of strange humanoids.

"That man has no shame." Rulf thought aloud with a faint smile on his face.

Meanwhile, Taleen was poking a dead body with a stick. "You better stay dead." She thought to herself as she now dropped the stick. Her kleptomania quickly kicked in, she began searching the dead body for any valuables, but found none. The weavile then immediately got into a fighting stance as she heard what sounded like talking. She dropped her guard when she saw it appeared to be some group of people in the distance. It was dwarves. They appeared to be mostly clad in heavy platemail armor. There also appeared to be a few scouts amongst them wearing chain mail and leather. "I might not be the smallest one around here!" She optimistically said to herself before then hurrying away, trying to find anything else that might have been dropped in battle. She just couldn't resist hunting around for something of worth. As she hunted around for things to take, she noticed Rulf and that gallade speaking.

"So we push back tonight. You may want to tell your friends to be ready. Once we're in, there is no telling what we will find." Carlos the gallade told Rulf. He figured that it was best to strike back as soon. Already the volunteers had boosted them back up to full strength.

Rulf liked the sound of that. It sure beat waiting around to be attacked. "I will tell them as soon as I-" As if out of nowhere, he felt something leaping onto his back.

"Gotcha!" Taleen giggled as she brought her claws to his neck.

"Shit! Taleen?!" Rulf exclaimed, breathing a sigh of relief after realizing that it was just her.

"You gotta watch your back! Anyone can sneak up and slit your throat, leaving me to steal that pretty armor off your corpse." Taleen told him with a bright grin as she jumped off his back.

"If I am constantly watching my back, then I am not watching what's happening in front of me." Rulf responded. He was just starting to accept the fact that Taleen was going to constantly sneak up on him and in some cases, give him a scare.

"But if you don't watch your back, you could get a dirk in your spine!" Taleen quickly retorted.

"And if I don't watch what's in front of me, I could get an axe to the face." Rulf told her before then realizing at some point, the gallade must have walked away. He couldn't blame him, Taleen did seem unstable to many people. "We're heading out to retake the keep tonight. If you see Sarkis around, can you tell him that?"

"We're getting back into the action?! Good! I was getting bored doing nothing for so long anyway!" She excitedly said to the human. She liked fighting almost as much as she liked stealing.

Later that day, just as night fell, everyone gathered on a dirt path that led up to the keep. The flames from the torches illuminated the many different races. The dwarves had brought with them a big battering ram. The end of the ram had a big steel rhyhorn head on it. The rest of the battering ram was nothing more than a huge log with rope handles to get a good grip. Wheels made of wood, reinforced with metal. It was clear that those dwarves had done their fair share of breaking into heavily fortified buildings. There were only a few uniformed guards amongst the crowd, most of what remained were volunteers and sellswords. Small droplets of water started falling from the sky, signalling the start of what might be very heavy rain. Rulf, Taleen and Sarkis all stuck together.

"Do you smell fish? I smell fish!" Taleen said to Rulf.

"I smell it too.." The human replied before turning his gaze towards Sarkis, who stayed suspiciously silent.

Sarkis looked back to the weavile and human, smirking a little. "That's the smell of time well spent... Speaking of spent, wow, those tentacles."

Taleen giggled a little in response, knowing he must have made friends with those octopus people. Eventually, she turned her attention to the gallade. Carlos, the captain of the guards stood out in front, giving the signal to charge. "Now the fun begins!" Taleen almost yelled excitedly.

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Author's Note: Things are only going to get more exciting from here! And again, thank you for the comments, votes and views! And thank you to BigBossSonic again for editing this!