Azezal p.o.v.
As a demon, it doesn't help that some of us are born with more energy than others. In a semi-form of a human and a bat, day time is fine with me. I flew about the forest we were surrounded in. What was it called again? Destroyed Forest? Designated Forest? Whatever. It's about 20-30ish kilometres minimum to get from one end to the other. I glanced downwards to see a few humans were inbound to our base. "I suppose I should tell the others."
Elliot p.o.v.
I yawned. Never was an early riser, never will be. "Morning..." I muttered as I entered the kitchen area.
"Morning, Elliot. Pancakes for breakfast?" Tim asked. His body had changed from an expected Pikachu body to a body of an adolescent. He had taken spare clothes that we had lying about and opted for a white shirt and jeans.
"I shall take you up on that offer then." I reply as I sat at the counter. "Do you know what happened?"
"Not a clue. We seemed to change into a more human form during our sleep." Tim half-shouted as he tossed the pancakes onto a plate. Thank goodness the drug works.
"If so, you guys could pass off unnoticed in the Pokemon Forest." I absentmindedly said as I sliced the pancake into strips.
"That place? Amearend and Fushamira had a bad reputation for associating with them and they outed the princesses of Amearend." Tima sighed. "Why did we have to get kicked for being like this?" Tima, from what I checked, was a dickgirl. A body of a girl with a dick and identifies as a girl, simple as that. Body also of the size of an adolescent. Since we had no clothes for females, she had worn a pair of loose jeans and cut one of our shirts into a crop top.
"How long has it been since the animatronic restaurant was created?" I asked them, a bit worried.
"About maybe 30 years since it opened. Henry and the night guard seem to be the only humans there. What are they? 50? 60?" Tina came from the front entrance. She seemed to have grown into an adolescent as well and chose her outfit by ripping one of our jeans and a singlet.
"Why did you-"
"Sorry to cut short." Azezal cut me short as he flew in through a window. "People are coming. Any idea who?"
"Oh shit." Tina bit her fingernail. "Knights."
"Insufficient explanation. Explain better." I yanked out a blade from its sheath.
"Ever since fear of the Pokemon Forest began, persecution of any resemblance to Pokemon started. Amearend being a strong persecutor of them to the point of banning Pokemon games." Tima had prepared a spell. Shock bolt, it seems.
"And now we are on the run from those guys." Tim placed the frying pan into our sink.
"Any spare weapons?" Tina asked me.
"Here. My spear." Azezal said as he passed her his spear. She raised a finger to ask a question, but could not as he flew at the enemies.
Tim p.o.v.
I glanced outside. There were bodies of knights littered about the front lawn. "Are you done?" Elliot shouted at Azezal.
"All done!" The bloodied demi-human shouted back.
"What did he say?" Tina whispered to me.
"He said he's done. Do you not understand him?" I went back to the sink to wash the many unfinished dirty dishes.
"It's all nonsense to me. Sounds like you when you chant a difficult spell."
"I suppose he speaks only magic tongue. I guess are a few folks who do so." I muttered as I scrubbed the oily plates. "I'll translate for you each time he speaks."
"Let us be off. We should get some connections." Elliot ordered.
"With this look? How the hell are we supposed to roam around with our looks?" Tina shouted.
"Be thankful I can create magic items." He said cockily as he put collars on our necks. "With this, it serves as an identification as a slave."
"Remember, slaves have no rights. They follow their master's orders without question." Azezal sneered. "Sadly, hesitation still exists."
"So where to?" Tima asked.
"Shinglelend is where we go first." Elliot said as he left some syringes on the counter top.