Story Notes:
I would like to thank hironada AGAIN! Thanks man, didn't know that I would end up with such an awesome editor ^^I would also like to thank pokeflare back over at FF for the conversation that let to me actually writing this story! Oh, and I do not own Pokemon, if I did then something like this would happen in the movies. ^^
A bright painful day.
It was a nice, bright, calm and sunny day in Johto, in the woods. But it was not all calm, something very sinister was unfolding in those woods.
"Get off me!" The Zangoose screamed at the man on top of her, holding down both of her arms with both of his.
"Shut up you fucking animal!" The man shouted as he drove his knee into her stomach, watching her wince in pain. The man didn't understand what she was saying, it all sounded like whines and repeats of her species name. "Don't fucking resist!" The man ordered as he pinned down one of the Zangoose's arms with his knee so he could then use his hand to reach down to her private parts.
The Zangoose's heart stopped for a second as she felt his fingers at her vagina, she now knew what he had planned for her, he was going to rape her. "D-don't you fucking touch me!" The Zangoose screamed as loud as she could whilst trying to free her arms.
"Just enjoy it, you'll love the feeling of my cock in there." The man coldly said to her as his face drew closer to hers.
The Zangoose couldn't believe it. 'The man who is trying to rape me is also going to steal my first kiss? I don't fucking think so!' Her voice shouted in her mind as she waited til the man's face was close enough to hers, then, she headbutted him, breaking his nose.
The man let out a pained grunt as he then let go of her arm to hold his nose, his eyes widened as he quickly realized his mistake. The Zangoose quickly used her very sharp knife-length claws to slash open the man's chest, cracking through his ribs and tearing his flesh apart. The man fell sideways as he gripped the two large wounds on his torso as he screamed in pain.
The Zangoose stood up and shouted, "I'll fucking kill you!" She raised her claws and used them to quickly scratch across his face, peeling back the skin and revealing the skull beneath. She then cracked his skull open with the next strike of her two powerful claws, the next strike to his face made him practically unrecognizable, his skull had become badly cracked and broken. She had finished with his head, but she quickly then started tearing apart his torso, randomly scratching every part of it. She finished her rage fueled assault on the body by stabbing two claws into the man's genitals, making sure to rip out his testicles as she pulled her claws out.
The Zangoose backed away from the body as she spat on the dead man's face, for her, this was too good for him. "You destroyed my fucking life!" She angrily yelled at the dead man before she ran away. If she could, she would have killed him a thousand times over. But right now, she just wanted to be away from every single living thing around her.
Meanwhile...
An alarm clock rang out on a bedside table, but a very sleepy young man quickly silenced it before sitting up and quietly groaning to himself, "I think a cat shat in my mouth."
That young man then slowly got up and walked into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror over the sink. His light shortish brown hair was a mess and he had stubble on his face, his hazel eyes were bloodshot from not getting enough sleep. This man is Blake, he's 23 years old and he works as an accountant back in Goldenrod city. He quickly splashed some cold water on his face before looking over to the shower, and thinking if he should even really bother. It was his day off work and there would be no one around to see him if he decided to take a walk, after all, he was living in a small cottage in the woods.
He decided against having a shower, although something told him that wasn't a good idea, but he didn't care. Blake got dressed and then waked over into the living room where he then switched on the TV, and began his daily routine. After seeing there was nothing on TV, he then decided to go running outside, if there was one thing he was good at, it was running.
Blake stood outside his cottage, and got ready to run, he liked to see how far he could get before he was totally exhausted. "Go!" Blake shouted to himself as he began sprinting along the dirt path that he usually drove down to get into the city.
Blake hated his job, it payed well but he didn't feel like it was the right one. He wanted to be a firefighter, but he never really pursued that. That job would mean that he would have to live deeper in the city, and he hated the city, he hated the people. They all seemed the same to him, snobby bastards that wouldn't help a dying man. Men that just wanted to impress women, grab money and beat down anyone they thought they could because they were weaker, and didn't have any friends backing them. The women were worse, they would encourage the men, steal their money and go piss it all away as they laugh at the misfortune of others while they slap on a ton of makeup. They all seemed the same to him.
Blake ran, faster and faster as he thought of the people at work that he would just love to punch in the face, he ran until he could run no longer. He stopped, panting heavily as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked around, he had gotten further than he did yesterday, and for that, he decided that he would go easy on himself on the workouts when he got back home.
As he began walking back, he heard something, a faint whining noise, as if something was hurt, or crying. It came from the woods, Blake decided to follow that noise to its source. Blake moved quietly through the woods, just in case the thing he was searching for was dangerous, eventually, he found what he was searching for. Blake hid behind a tree, crouched and looked around it to see a blood covered female Zangoose whining. The nearby trees had deep scratch marks in them, Blake wondered what the hell was going on, why she was covered in blood, and why she seemed to be crying.
The Zangoose cried to herself, in her mind, she knew there was no one that cared about her, there was no one that didn't want what that man was trying to steal from her, and managed to steal from her sister. She hated everyone in this world and everything in it, she only stayed for her sister, and now she was gone, there was nothing from stopping her doing what she had tried to do before. She raised her claws to her own neck, and slowly dug them in.
Blake couldn't believe what he was seeing, she was about to kill herself, he couldn't just let that happen. He charged forward and quickly pulled the Zangoose's own claws away from her neck. "What the hell we-" Was all Blake managed to say, before the Zangoose acted in a very violent way.
"Get the fuck off me!" She screamed as she used her other claws to scratch into the man's chest before pushing him away and running.
"Fuck!" Blake shouted before he then tried to run after her. "Hey! G-get back..." Blake then noticed the two massive bleeding cuts on his chest, he couldn't believe it. "S-shit." Blake stuttered to himself, with deep cuts like those, and with his car back at the cottage, he didn't think there was much of a chance of him surviving this attack. But that didn't stop him from trying. He got up, and tried to move as fast as he could, back up to the dirt path. He couldn't stop looking down to his torn bloody shirt, seeing it get drenched in his own blood. His heart was pounding, he hated his life, but he still wanted to live it. He kept on moving up the now seemingly endless dirt road, he kept thinking about getting in his car and driving to hospital, but he knew that he would probably die of blood loss.
At the same time, the Zangoose was now sitting in another spot in the forest, she partly regretted her actions, but not by much. She hoped that man was just like all the rest of the people she had met, she hoped, she hated the thought of her hurting an innocent, and becoming like the rest. Zangoose then brought her claws up to her neck again... But she couldn't do it.
"Get off me!" The Zangoose screamed at the man on top of her, holding down both of her arms with both of his.
"Shut up you fucking animal!" The man shouted as he drove his knee into her stomach, watching her wince in pain. The man didn't understand what she was saying, it all sounded like whines and repeats of her species name. "Don't fucking resist!" The man ordered as he pinned down one of the Zangoose's arms with his knee so he could then use his hand to reach down to her private parts.
The Zangoose's heart stopped for a second as she felt his fingers at her vagina, she now knew what he had planned for her, he was going to rape her. "D-don't you fucking touch me!" The Zangoose screamed as loud as she could whilst trying to free her arms.
"Just enjoy it, you'll love the feeling of my cock in there." The man coldly said to her as his face drew closer to hers.
The Zangoose couldn't believe it. 'The man who is trying to rape me is also going to steal my first kiss? I don't fucking think so!' Her voice shouted in her mind as she waited til the man's face was close enough to hers, then, she headbutted him, breaking his nose.
The man let out a pained grunt as he then let go of her arm to hold his nose, his eyes widened as he quickly realized his mistake. The Zangoose quickly used her very sharp knife-length claws to slash open the man's chest, cracking through his ribs and tearing his flesh apart. The man fell sideways as he gripped the two large wounds on his torso as he screamed in pain.
The Zangoose stood up and shouted, "I'll fucking kill you!" She raised her claws and used them to quickly scratch across his face, peeling back the skin and revealing the skull beneath. She then cracked his skull open with the next strike of her two powerful claws, the next strike to his face made him practically unrecognizable, his skull had become badly cracked and broken. She had finished with his head, but she quickly then started tearing apart his torso, randomly scratching every part of it. She finished her rage fueled assault on the body by stabbing two claws into the man's genitals, making sure to rip out his testicles as she pulled her claws out.
The Zangoose backed away from the body as she spat on the dead man's face, for her, this was too good for him. "You destroyed my fucking life!" She angrily yelled at the dead man before she ran away. If she could, she would have killed him a thousand times over. But right now, she just wanted to be away from every single living thing around her.
Meanwhile...
An alarm clock rang out on a bedside table, but a very sleepy young man quickly silenced it before sitting up and quietly groaning to himself, "I think a cat shat in my mouth."
That young man then slowly got up and walked into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror over the sink. His light shortish brown hair was a mess and he had stubble on his face, his hazel eyes were bloodshot from not getting enough sleep. This man is Blake, he's 23 years old and he works as an accountant back in Goldenrod city. He quickly splashed some cold water on his face before looking over to the shower, and thinking if he should even really bother. It was his day off work and there would be no one around to see him if he decided to take a walk, after all, he was living in a small cottage in the woods.
He decided against having a shower, although something told him that wasn't a good idea, but he didn't care. Blake got dressed and then waked over into the living room where he then switched on the TV, and began his daily routine. After seeing there was nothing on TV, he then decided to go running outside, if there was one thing he was good at, it was running.
Blake stood outside his cottage, and got ready to run, he liked to see how far he could get before he was totally exhausted. "Go!" Blake shouted to himself as he began sprinting along the dirt path that he usually drove down to get into the city.
Blake hated his job, it payed well but he didn't feel like it was the right one. He wanted to be a firefighter, but he never really pursued that. That job would mean that he would have to live deeper in the city, and he hated the city, he hated the people. They all seemed the same to him, snobby bastards that wouldn't help a dying man. Men that just wanted to impress women, grab money and beat down anyone they thought they could because they were weaker, and didn't have any friends backing them. The women were worse, they would encourage the men, steal their money and go piss it all away as they laugh at the misfortune of others while they slap on a ton of makeup. They all seemed the same to him.
Blake ran, faster and faster as he thought of the people at work that he would just love to punch in the face, he ran until he could run no longer. He stopped, panting heavily as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked around, he had gotten further than he did yesterday, and for that, he decided that he would go easy on himself on the workouts when he got back home.
As he began walking back, he heard something, a faint whining noise, as if something was hurt, or crying. It came from the woods, Blake decided to follow that noise to its source. Blake moved quietly through the woods, just in case the thing he was searching for was dangerous, eventually, he found what he was searching for. Blake hid behind a tree, crouched and looked around it to see a blood covered female Zangoose whining. The nearby trees had deep scratch marks in them, Blake wondered what the hell was going on, why she was covered in blood, and why she seemed to be crying.
The Zangoose cried to herself, in her mind, she knew there was no one that cared about her, there was no one that didn't want what that man was trying to steal from her, and managed to steal from her sister. She hated everyone in this world and everything in it, she only stayed for her sister, and now she was gone, there was nothing from stopping her doing what she had tried to do before. She raised her claws to her own neck, and slowly dug them in.
Blake couldn't believe what he was seeing, she was about to kill herself, he couldn't just let that happen. He charged forward and quickly pulled the Zangoose's own claws away from her neck. "What the hell we-" Was all Blake managed to say, before the Zangoose acted in a very violent way.
"Get the fuck off me!" She screamed as she used her other claws to scratch into the man's chest before pushing him away and running.
"Fuck!" Blake shouted before he then tried to run after her. "Hey! G-get back..." Blake then noticed the two massive bleeding cuts on his chest, he couldn't believe it. "S-shit." Blake stuttered to himself, with deep cuts like those, and with his car back at the cottage, he didn't think there was much of a chance of him surviving this attack. But that didn't stop him from trying. He got up, and tried to move as fast as he could, back up to the dirt path. He couldn't stop looking down to his torn bloody shirt, seeing it get drenched in his own blood. His heart was pounding, he hated his life, but he still wanted to live it. He kept on moving up the now seemingly endless dirt road, he kept thinking about getting in his car and driving to hospital, but he knew that he would probably die of blood loss.
At the same time, the Zangoose was now sitting in another spot in the forest, she partly regretted her actions, but not by much. She hoped that man was just like all the rest of the people she had met, she hoped, she hated the thought of her hurting an innocent, and becoming like the rest. Zangoose then brought her claws up to her neck again... But she couldn't do it.