Hounds: Zombie Duke

Longsword, August 27th, 2009

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Duke awoke to find Spark asleep atop his head. He felt like he had been hit by a sedan. Of course, now that he thought about it, he was about as big as a sedan, now.

"<Spark, wake up.>"

"<No, no...I...don't want to eat...the tea-flavored...snacks...>" Spark mumbled.

"<What are you rambling about?>"

"<No...not Duke, too...how could you...make him a...tea zombie...>"

Duke, now slightly annoyed, stood up and began to shake his head violently in an attempt to throw the Pichu off with no avail.

"<You...can't win, Zombie Duke. I have the power...of the...Anti-Britishnese...Feeeeeeaaaaaaa...aaaaaaaarrrrr me...>"

"<AAARGH, GET OFF ME!>"

Without a second notion of thought, Duke charged outdoors into a field of tall grass surrounded by trees and various flowers. The scents of numerous Pokemon caught his attention. In fact, he had never sensed such a variety before in the wild.

"<Holy crap...it's like a trainer convention here.>"

"<Destroy...the braaaaain...>" Spark mumbled before biting Duke's left ear and causing him to yelp in pain.

"<AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!>"

Several of the wild Pokemon turned their attention to Duke, who was currently growling at the sleeping Pichu. Upon noticing the numerous glares, he became extremely anxious.

"<Oh...hi, guys.>"

A Ratatta from the wild group stepped forward, turned toward its companions and began shouting.

"<The crusade has begun! Let all who stand before us be washed in our divine light!"

"<For the horde!>"

"<YAR!>"

The End

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