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Her mother, rather than upset, seemed inordinately pleased, though she sported a black eye. When her mother told her the news she had just run, not wanting to hear anymore.\n\nHer name was Alana Brackiel, a sixteen year old anthropomorphic fox from the city of Ecruteak in Johto. And she had never felt more alone than she did right now. She had no friends, as they had all left years ago to become Pokemon trainers. However when she was nine she had been diagnosed with a rare type of cancer of the brain. By the time she was ten and most of her friends were picking their starters, she was hospitalized, and her family feared she wouldn?t make it. \n\nIn fact, though no one believed her, she was sure she hadn?t. She clearly remembered laying on the bed, struggling to breath or think. Holding her mothers hand in her own, she had tried to squeeze but realized that she couldn?t move. She stopped breathing, and all thought left her. She laid on the bed as the darkness began to gather in her eyesight, and in the deafening silence of death, she could hear her heart beat its last. The darkness consumed her, and she felt a sensation of floating. \n\nAnd then, light and color returned, a blast of rainbow light and an intense, smothering heat. She saw a large, huge even, Pokemon with rainbow feather and eyes of flame. It spoke to her, but she couldn?t understand the words. And then fire engulfed her in blanketing warmth, and though it should have hurt, she instead felt jubilant. And she opened her eyes.\n\nThe doctors called it a miracle. The cancer had disappeared without a trace, and she was alive. She tried to tell them about the Pokemon, but they told her it was common to have strange, vivid dreams when one was as sick as she had been. Nobody believed her. \n\nAlana never quite recovered all she had lost to the cancer though. Even now, six years later, she was painfully underweight, not even topping a hundred pounds. Her fur, once a healthy orange like her mother and sister, was now white and ragged. She had dark circles around her blue eyes that never went away, and she was always tired. \n\nAnd so, she hadn?t been able to go on her Pokemon journey, and her friends all lost touch with her as they met new friends and had adventures that changed them. Her rite of passage stolen from her, she had shut herself away from everyone except for her family. She didn?t even get a companion Pokemon, not wanting to be constantly reminded of what had been taken from her. All she had left were her mother, sister, and father.\n\nAnd now her father was gone. Ripped away from her, just like her health, her friends, and her dreams. And so she was running, not caring where she was going, or the danger she was in. She just ran and ran and ran until her body couldn?t run anymore. After a time, not even that far down the Route, she collapsed, and laid there, sobbing between heaving breaths of air. \n\nShe cried until it hurt, and kept crying. Her sobs continued until she had no more tears, and she hiccuped in pain, groaning and moaning in pain and sadness. She cursed the world and its cruel way, and wished that the cancer had taken her. Night fell as she moped, eventually finding the energy to crawl across the ground, and curl up between the roots of a tall tree. \n\nShe fell asleep there, and in her dreams, she saw herself on an adventure, healthy in a way she?d never been, commanding powerful Pokemon allies against the gym leader of Ecruteak, Morty. Except after a time it wasn?t Morty, it was her father, and she began to lose the battle, her team falling one by one, while he laughed in cruel delight. \n\nHowever, her last Pokemon refused to fall, standing before her with its fur matted and stained red by the wounds inflicted on it. Beautiful white fur and a black horn coming out of its snarling black face, the Absol steadfastly endured blow after blow, protecting its trainer from harm. She reached out, begging it to stop, to let her go, and crimson eyes looked back at her, full of defiance and protectiveness. She knew that it would never let anything happen to her, and in the midst of her despair she felt a wild thrill of hope and... something else. Something she couldn?t identify. Her father laughed and shouted a command, and a huge beam of light flew from his Pokemon, and as it hit her vision went white.\n\nShe woke up, shuddering, that strange thrill still in her bones as she looked up and saw the moon, perfectly round and full, shining down on her. It illuminated the forest with its sharp white light, casting radical shadows all across her vision. \n\nAs she took in her surroundings, she heard a rustling in the bushes to her left. She turned her head, still sluggish from sleep, and saw step out from the foliage a oddly hunched figure. In the moonlight she could see the yellow skin tone, white plumage across its neck, and a hooked nose under shadowed eyes. She wracked her brain, trying to figure out what Pokemon this was, before she gasped loudly in realization. This proved to be a bad move, as the Hypno noticed her in that moment, a large evil looking grin stretching its face.\n\nShe shook. This was surely a worst case scenario. Hypno were known as malicious Pokemon who were fond of kidnapping young anthros, though what they did to those youth were, to the public, unknown. However she felt she was about to find out as the Hypno began to plod over to her, saying its name slowly. She closed her eyes in fear, attempting to not let it hypnotize her. \n\nShe heard it step closer to her, until it was right in front of her, its foot touching her own. She felt strong fingers grip her snout, closing over it so she couldn?t make a sound and her eyes opened in panic. She looked right into its glowing eyes, purple psychic power running over her mind, slowing her thoughts. She stopped struggling and it smiled again. It?s breath smelled of berries and she found it pleasant. Its small ring, suspended by a length of string, came up. It moved back and forth in front of her eyes, each swing of the pendulum luring her deeper into a trance. Suddenly she could understand its muttered noises.\n\n``Thats it... good child. You will make a fine target for my frustration. But don?t worry child, I will make sure your end is pleasant. Let your inhibitions go now... yes, just like that.'' Something red poked into her view, and her eyes were drawn down, though the pendulum remained in view, ever swinging back and forth. \n\nIt was a red, tapered penis that protruded from his groin that had caught her eye. She idly wondered at how delicious it looked, how much she wanted to put her mouth on it. The only penis she?d ever really seen was when that man on the forums sent her a picture of his own in an attempt to get her to sleep with him. Where she viewed that penis with disgust, this Pokemons dick, bigger, thicker and redder than that one, ignited her long dormant desire for intimacy. She longed to play with it, to lick and slobber over it, but she had to wait. She hadn?t been given permission yet. \n\n``Ah, the minds of the young are so easy to manipulate.'' The Hypno, no, Master she corrected herself. Master spoke softly as his free hand, the one that wasn?t swinging that entrancing coin, wrapped itself around his rod and slowly moved back and forth. ``This will truly be a delight. Now girl, I can see the desire in your eyes, suck my cock like the little slut I?m going to make you.'' With the command given, she felt a rush of ecstacy as she leaned in and took the tip of his dick into her mouth. It was leaking a small amount of liquid, and she found the taste, salty and slightly bitter, to be something she?d craved her whole life. \n\nShe felt her mind slipping away as she began to lick his length. Her sadness, her grief, her dreams, all floated away to be replaced by a warmth that suffused her whole body, culminating in a moist heat between her legs. \n\nMaster pulled back, and she whined as his dick left her mouth. His hand came up, pumping his rod viciously as he growled at her to open her mouth. She did so, her tongue lolling out obediently as she awaited his next order. \n\nThe next moment became a blur as Master grunted, and white, sticky fluid she knew to be sperm flew out of his penis, coating her tongue and face in the fluid. In the same moment, something launched from the bushes, a snarled warcry ripping through the clearing as it smashed into Mas- no, the Hypno. She sat there in shock as his hypnosis broke, and suddenly felt the weight of the moment changing as the Hypno who had just used her mouth was taken down by a fierce white shape full of teeth and claws. It cried out once, and then there was a strange sound before his next cry came out warbling and weak. \n\nShe couldn?t react, still lost in a strange fugue of lust and sudden fear and loathing. Her loins burned while her mind tried to rationalize the last few moments. And then, the white shape stood on its four legs over the no longer moving Hypno, and turned towards her. A shock of fear pushed ice cold water through her veins as she registered the bloodstained white coat, the black horn, and the stunningly cold crimson eyes of the Absol from her dream stared down at her face, still coated in the Hypno?s cum. \n\nShe screamed, and tried desperately to flee. \n\nHer legs were cramped and could hardly hold her weight, and she found herself falling forward in her haste. She cried out in pain as she landed wrong, sharp pain shooting through her wrist as she sprained it. She heard the sound of slow footsteps and rolled over. Her undamaged left hand found a stick and she waved it back and forth in front of her in a feeble defense. It seemed to stop the Absol, though not as a threat, as its eyes looked to her with what she could swear was mocking amusement. \n\nShe tried to speak, and realized only now that in her haste she had failed to get the Hypno?s release out of her mouth. It sprayed out, bubbling around her mouth as she sputtered and spit, trying to get the disgusting tasting fluid out of her mouth. Her distraction cost her though, as the Absol took her lack of attention and pounced, pinning her below its superior weight. She cried out in fear as the Absol looked down at her, its dangerous presence pressing down on her soul. It leaned down and she began to cry, her tear ducts protesting from her previous cry. \n\nShe stilled as a rough tongue licked away her tears. Her eyes opened and met the red eyes of the Absol. The crimson orbs had softened as it looked down at her and she was stunned at the sheer affection in those pools of dark red. \n\n``I finally found you!'' The Absol spoke. It was too much for Alana?s weakened body, and darkness took her as she passed out.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"``Sometimes you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself and love yourself to become a new person.''
-Gerard way
\tThey always say, if you don?t have your own pokemon to protect you, don?t go into the tall grass. Every child in their world of Ourus knew this. As much as Pokemon were integral to their survival, many Pokemon were feral until they bonded with someone. However, to the sixteen year old fox with the white fur running through Route 37 in tears, that piece of information was irrelevant.
She had just come home to find out her father, after many years of bitter fighting with her mother, had abandoned them. Her mother, rather than upset, seemed inordinately pleased, though she sported a black eye. When her mother told her the news she had just run, not wanting to hear anymore.
Her name was Alana Brackiel, a sixteen year old anthropomorphic fox from the city of Ecruteak in Johto. And she had never felt more alone than she did right now. She had no friends, as they had all left years ago to become Pokemon trainers. However when she was nine she had been diagnosed with a rare type of cancer of the brain. By the time she was ten and most of her friends were picking their starters, she was hospitalized, and her family feared she wouldn?t make it.
In fact, though no one believed her, she was sure she hadn?t. She clearly remembered laying on the bed, struggling to breath or think. Holding her mothers hand in her own, she had tried to squeeze but realized that she couldn?t move. She stopped breathing, and all thought left her. She laid on the bed as the darkness began to gather in her eyesight, and in the deafening silence of death, she could hear her heart beat its last. The darkness consumed her, and she felt a sensation of floating.
And then, light and color returned, a blast of rainbow light and an intense, smothering heat. She saw a large, huge even, Pokemon with rainbow feather and eyes of flame. It spoke to her, but she couldn?t understand the words. And then fire engulfed her in blanketing warmth, and though it should have hurt, she instead felt jubilant. And she opened her eyes.
The doctors called it a miracle. The cancer had disappeared without a trace, and she was alive. She tried to tell them about the Pokemon, but they told her it was common to have strange, vivid dreams when one was as sick as she had been. Nobody believed her.
Alana never quite recovered all she had lost to the cancer though. Even now, six years later, she was painfully underweight, not even topping a hundred pounds. Her fur, once a healthy orange like her mother and sister, was now white and ragged. She had dark circles around her blue eyes that never went away, and she was always tired.
And so, she hadn?t been able to go on her Pokemon journey, and her friends all lost touch with her as they met new friends and had adventures that changed them. Her rite of passage stolen from her, she had shut herself away from everyone except for her family. She didn?t even get a companion Pokemon, not wanting to be constantly reminded of what had been taken from her. All she had left were her mother, sister, and father.
And now her father was gone. Ripped away from her, just like her health, her friends, and her dreams. And so she was running, not caring where she was going, or the danger she was in. She just ran and ran and ran until her body couldn?t run anymore. After a time, not even that far down the Route, she collapsed, and laid there, sobbing between heaving breaths of air.
She cried until it hurt, and kept crying. Her sobs continued until she had no more tears, and she hiccuped in pain, groaning and moaning in pain and sadness. She cursed the world and its cruel way, and wished that the cancer had taken her. Night fell as she moped, eventually finding the energy to crawl across the ground, and curl up between the roots of a tall tree.
She fell asleep there, and in her dreams, she saw herself on an adventure, healthy in a way she?d never been, commanding powerful Pokemon allies against the gym leader of Ecruteak, Morty. Except after a time it wasn?t Morty, it was her father, and she began to lose the battle, her team falling one by one, while he laughed in cruel delight.
However, her last Pokemon refused to fall, standing before her with its fur matted and stained red by the wounds inflicted on it. Beautiful white fur and a black horn coming out of its snarling black face, the Absol steadfastly endured blow after blow, protecting its trainer from harm. She reached out, begging it to stop, to let her go, and crimson eyes looked back at her, full of defiance and protectiveness. She knew that it would never let anything happen to her, and in the midst of her despair she felt a wild thrill of hope and... something else. Something she couldn?t identify. Her father laughed and shouted a command, and a huge beam of light flew from his Pokemon, and as it hit her vision went white.
She woke up, shuddering, that strange thrill still in her bones as she looked up and saw the moon, perfectly round and full, shining down on her. It illuminated the forest with its sharp white light, casting radical shadows all across her vision.
As she took in her surroundings, she heard a rustling in the bushes to her left. She turned her head, still sluggish from sleep, and saw step out from the foliage a oddly hunched figure. In the moonlight she could see the yellow skin tone, white plumage across its neck, and a hooked nose under shadowed eyes. She wracked her brain, trying to figure out what Pokemon this was, before she gasped loudly in realization. This proved to be a bad move, as the Hypno noticed her in that moment, a large evil looking grin stretching its face.
She shook. This was surely a worst case scenario. Hypno were known as malicious Pokemon who were fond of kidnapping young anthros, though what they did to those youth were, to the public, unknown. However she felt she was about to find out as the Hypno began to plod over to her, saying its name slowly. She closed her eyes in fear, attempting to not let it hypnotize her.
She heard it step closer to her, until it was right in front of her, its foot touching her own. She felt strong fingers grip her snout, closing over it so she couldn?t make a sound and her eyes opened in panic. She looked right into its glowing eyes, purple psychic power running over her mind, slowing her thoughts. She stopped struggling and it smiled again. It?s breath smelled of berries and she found it pleasant. Its small ring, suspended by a length of string, came up. It moved back and forth in front of her eyes, each swing of the pendulum luring her deeper into a trance. Suddenly she could understand its muttered noises.
``Thats it... good child. You will make a fine target for my frustration. But don?t worry child, I will make sure your end is pleasant. Let your inhibitions go now... yes, just like that.'' Something red poked into her view, and her eyes were drawn down, though the pendulum remained in view, ever swinging back and forth.
It was a red, tapered penis that protruded from his groin that had caught her eye. She idly wondered at how delicious it looked, how much she wanted to put her mouth on it. The only penis she?d ever really seen was when that man on the forums sent her a picture of his own in an attempt to get her to sleep with him. Where she viewed that penis with disgust, this Pokemons dick, bigger, thicker and redder than that one, ignited her long dormant desire for intimacy. She longed to play with it, to lick and slobber over it, but she had to wait. She hadn?t been given permission yet.
``Ah, the minds of the young are so easy to manipulate.'' The Hypno, no, Master she corrected herself. Master spoke softly as his free hand, the one that wasn?t swinging that entrancing coin, wrapped itself around his rod and slowly moved back and forth. ``This will truly be a delight. Now girl, I can see the desire in your eyes, suck my cock like the little slut I?m going to make you.'' With the command given, she felt a rush of ecstacy as she leaned in and took the tip of his dick into her mouth. It was leaking a small amount of liquid, and she found the taste, salty and slightly bitter, to be something she?d craved her whole life.
She felt her mind slipping away as she began to lick his length. Her sadness, her grief, her dreams, all floated away to be replaced by a warmth that suffused her whole body, culminating in a moist heat between her legs.
Master pulled back, and she whined as his dick left her mouth. His hand came up, pumping his rod viciously as he growled at her to open her mouth. She did so, her tongue lolling out obediently as she awaited his next order.
The next moment became a blur as Master grunted, and white, sticky fluid she knew to be sperm flew out of his penis, coating her tongue and face in the fluid. In the same moment, something launched from the bushes, a snarled warcry ripping through the clearing as it smashed into Mas- no, the Hypno. She sat there in shock as his hypnosis broke, and suddenly felt the weight of the moment changing as the Hypno who had just used her mouth was taken down by a fierce white shape full of teeth and claws. It cried out once, and then there was a strange sound before his next cry came out warbling and weak.
She couldn?t react, still lost in a strange fugue of lust and sudden fear and loathing. Her loins burned while her mind tried to rationalize the last few moments. And then, the white shape stood on its four legs over the no longer moving Hypno, and turned towards her. A shock of fear pushed ice cold water through her veins as she registered the bloodstained white coat, the black horn, and the stunningly cold crimson eyes of the Absol from her dream stared down at her face, still coated in the Hypno?s cum.
She screamed, and tried desperately to flee.
Her legs were cramped and could hardly hold her weight, and she found herself falling forward in her haste. She cried out in pain as she landed wrong, sharp pain shooting through her wrist as she sprained it. She heard the sound of slow footsteps and rolled over. Her undamaged left hand found a stick and she waved it back and forth in front of her in a feeble defense. It seemed to stop the Absol, though not as a threat, as its eyes looked to her with what she could swear was mocking amusement.
She tried to speak, and realized only now that in her haste she had failed to get the Hypno?s release out of her mouth. It sprayed out, bubbling around her mouth as she sputtered and spit, trying to get the disgusting tasting fluid out of her mouth. Her distraction cost her though, as the Absol took her lack of attention and pounced, pinning her below its superior weight. She cried out in fear as the Absol looked down at her, its dangerous presence pressing down on her soul. It leaned down and she began to cry, her tear ducts protesting from her previous cry.
She stilled as a rough tongue licked away her tears. Her eyes opened and met the red eyes of the Absol. The crimson orbs had softened as it looked down at her and she was stunned at the sheer affection in those pools of dark red.
``I finally found you!'' The Absol spoke. It was too much for Alana?s weakened body, and darkness took her as she passed out.
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