[ The next day ]

Era found himself standing in front of a floral shop. School was done for the day and the Dance was going to start 5 hours from now. He wanted to change into his evening wear at the last moment, so he was wearing a simple pair of baggy jeans and a T-shirt; his usual garb minus any underwear as fireproof boxers were too expensive. A few passerby had looked at him funny, as he was clearly under-dressed for the winter, but he ignored them. As a fire-type, he’d never had a problem dressing casually in the cold.

“What am I doing here?” He asked himself. “I hardly know the girl and I’m standing in front of some off-hand flower store, like a love-struck fool. You’d think I’d been put under a spell or something, which I’d be perfectly inclined to believe, had I not known that love potions don’t exist.”

He stared, bedazzled, at the pair of tiger lilies in his hand. “For all I know she’s not even the flower type.”

“For me? You shouldn’t have!” Vol exclaimed, as she snatched the flowers out of Era’s hands. “I just love tiger-lilies. People that gripe to themselves, not so much. But, we can work on that.”

Era whirled around in shock. “When on Earth did you get here?!” He cried.

“Hmm?” Vol replied, raising an eyebrow. “Oh, around the time the random passerby started staring at you for your lack of proper winter attire.”

“Everyone’s a critic.” Era muttered, taking note of her fire-red ski suit. Apparently she’d had the same idea as him. “

“You’re staring, again,” Vol commented, with a chuckle. “Not that I mind, though. But, we do have some time to kill. So…what should we do until then? Do you wanna go someplace warm and cuddle?” She asked, with a wink.

Era flinched at that; his face heating up. Sheesh, every time she winked at him like that he blushed. He couldn’t tell if she was still messing with him or being completely serious.

“Hardly,” Era grunted. “That would go into the ‘intimate’ and ‘romantic’ category, which is a definite no-no. But, I wouldn’t say no to going to one of my favorite Cafe's and catching a bite to eat. I doubt they’ll have much more then finger food at the Dance, and 5 hours is far too long to wait, for that.”

“Sounds good to me, big boy,” Vol agreed. “Lead the way.”

As Era headed off down the street, blushing again when Vol slipped her hand into his, he failed to notice the slightly downcast expression on her face.

He also failed to notice the piercing gaze of a looming figure, lurking behind the corner.

[15 minutes later]

“No way! She ,literally, just sat there while you were standing there, watching her?” Vol asked, in disbelief. They had just reached the Café doors and Era had finished telling Vol about his most recent break-up.

“I still find it hard to believe. But, remember, I’m the one who experienced it. I don’t do drugs and I definitely wasn’t drunk that day. Therefore, it must be true.” Era said, sighing at the painful memory. He then frowned, as he noticed that Vol had become silent and withdrawn. “You okay?”

Vol jumped, as if she’d been in deep thought. “What? Oh yeah, I’m fine. That was a just a terrible experience for you to have gone through. Breaking up with your loved ones always sucks, no matter whose fault it is.”

“Indeed,” Era replied, curious now. “Have…you ever broken up with someone?” He asked her.

“Once.” Vol curtly said, and left it at that. She opened the door to the Café’ and walked in. Era hesitated a second, then followed her in.

The Poke’ Café’ was a clean, well-run establishment, that had dozens of branches throughout all the known regions. It was comfortably warm to both parties, and had a fairly good turnout today. Vol and Era smiled at each other and wove their way through the crowd, until they found one of the few remaining tabled for 2. After they both set down the Ninetales Waitress came over to them.

“You picked the busiest time of the year to duck in for a snack, honey.” The waitress said, addressing them both. “This place always gets loaded up with genuine couples, proud-to-be singles, and even a few clowns looking to get their dates drunk enough that they’d actually be willing to lower their standards for one night. It can be a genuine madhouse, and if you’re not careful, you’re liable to spill more than your drink. My name is Tanya and I’ll be your waitress for the afternoon. Can I get you both a drink?”

Both Era and Vol chuckled nervously, just barely managing to catch all that. Vol decided to hide her blush by ducking behind the beverage menu. “Um…I think I’d like the Irish Cream Latte. Could I get that with extra sugar?”

“You certainly can, honey, no extra charge.” Tanya responded with a smile. “As for you, Mr. Erebus, don’t even bother speaking,” Tanya said, with a knowing smirk. “I know exactly what you want as you get the same thing every time. I also see that you’ve got yourself a new Girl. Good on you. That Lopunny, Anya or whatever her name was may have looked pretty, but I always knew that there was something not right about her. As my mother always said, you can’t turn no Ho into no House-wife. Don’t bother explaining all the details, cuz I can guess what happened and I’m pretty good at that. Also, don’t bother saying nothing like ‘we’re just friends’ about your new girl here. I can see the truth from a mile away. I’ll be back with your drinks in a few minutes.” With that she slipped away into the crowd.

Vol looked after her, apparently flabbergasted. “Who….or what was that?”

“Old family friend,” Era duly answered. “She looks out for me, but can be a bit much if you’re meeting her for the first time. It’s easier if you don’t question it and go with the flow.”

“I see… I suppose I should be used to all the weirdness in this town. I was actually surprised that she didn’t question you, supposedly dating, a pretty lil kitty like me.” The Persian admitted.

“My first date here was with a Skunky. Tanya decided that mine was an acquired taste and washed her hands of it. She might have tried dating me herself, were she not more than a decade older than me.” Era brought up.

“No way!” Vol responded. “She looked hardly older than me! She must really take good care of herself.”

“More then you know, honey.” Tanya said as she reappeared with their drinks, startling Vol. “And don’t flatter yourself too much, dear. Even if we were the same age you’d have to really exert yourself to get some of this sugar.” She said, gesturing at her Fifth Hokage-like physique. “I’ve never had a whole lot of patience, romance-wise, for people who are too mad at the world to notice one of God’s gifts in front of them. That aside, I believe the lady had the Irish Cream Latte, and the gentleman had the Earl Grey Tea, with a shot of Cinnamon Fire-Whiskey.”

“True that,” Era murmured, as he accepted his drink. “Don’t mind me, Tanya, you know how I get.”
“Boy do I,” Tanya agreed, handing Vol her beverage. “What can I get you two to eat? Personally, I recommend the Chef’s special. Mainly, because it’s darn good, but also because it’s the only thing we don’t have a shortage of.”

Vol laughed in her drink, splashing herself with the hot liquid and yelping in shock. Tanya smiled and pulled a napkin out of the apron she wore, handing it to the splattered Persian.

“Happens every time I use that joke,” Tanya chuckled. “Lucky for you that drink matches your fur. I’ll be back in a bit with your food then, shall I?” She vanished again.

“That lady is going to be the death of me,” Vol muttered. She looked over at Era and met his eyes. She found herself unable or unwilling to look away, and he seemed to be suffering the same fate. After a moment he blushed and asked, “What?”

“I wonder...what you think of me.” Vol confessed.

“What should I think of you? We just met yesterday and you randomly asked me to dance, to which I said yes. I’ve mentioned that I was done with love and you seemed to have no real problem with that. I hoped that we could remain as friends, and just friends, after tonight, but I’ve never really envisioned you as a mate. I have no intentions of envisioning anyone as a mate, ever again, because I’m tired of being hurt. All my life I’ve been hurt, emotionally, either at school by stupid bully’s that hate me because I’m different or by ex-girlfriends who always felt I wasn’t good enough for them. Though, they always broke things off before giving me a chance to improve myself, so I feel that they are the ones who aren’t good enough for me. I don’t expect anyone will ever be, giving the way this world works.

I look at you and I see a beautiful, Persian-girl. An Anthro, like me, and probably the prettiest I’ve ever seen. I see a stranger; one I met the day before Valentine’s Day, barring some strange circumstances, but who I feel like I’ve known longer and who I hope I can know better in future. I see a cat, supposedly a mortal enemy, but one which I have no problem being around. And, when I allow myself, I see a potential love-interest had I met her earlier on and under different circumstances. I think of you as my friend. Do I ramble on?”

“Yes,” Vol answered, truthfully. “Yes, you do. But, we can work on that. Do you know what I think? I think that we did indeed meet just yesterday, but we stopped being strangers a while ago. We may not know everything about each other’s backgrounds and previous lives, but we now know all we need to know. I too was hurt badly in the past. My last boyfriend thought I wasn’t good enough, because I wouldn’t put out. He refused to believe that someone as pretty as me was actually still a virgin, who just wasn’t ready yet, and he kept trying to convince me to stop being so prudish and prove that I really loved him. He finally got tired of waiting on me and left. I thought he really loved me and it hurt so much that I very nearly gave up on finding love myself. This wasn’t too long ago and I’m still pretty broken up over it.

Which is why these emotions that I have now confuse me. Part of me feels that I’m eager to latch onto the first person that shows me any kind of attention, regardless of the circumstances, just so I won’t feel so alone. Another part thinks that I took what my ex said to heart, and am now acting like I’m easy in order to be more like the woman he wanted me to be. The last part of me thinks that I just truly have feelings for you, Era. I doubt it’s the fairy-tale, happily ever after kind of love, that human mothers tell their children at night. I don’t even know if that really exists. But, I think it could be, with time. I think of you as my friend. But, I also think I’d like you to be more.”

“And I think that you both should get to eating this here food, before it gets any colder than it already is. I’ve been standing here 5 minutes as it is!”

Era and Vol jumped, in shock, at the sudden interruption. “Tanya!!!”

[45 minutes later]

“Oh shoot! Era, can you wait here a moment, please? I forgot my purse in there!” Vol cried.
Era chuckled. “Sure, no problem,” he said. “Don’t take too long, though, we were going to head to the movies after this.” He reminded her.

“Yeah, yeah, I didn’t forget. We still have some four odd hours before the dance and that’s a perfect way to kill time. Just wait right here and don’t go anywhere!” Vol said, sticking her tongue out at him.
Era just shook his head, as Vol rushed back into the Café’. He leaned back against the cool wall, that led into the alley between the Café’ and the Bookstore next to it. He figured it be a lifetime before he ever understood girls, or had any inkling as to what women want.

Without warning a rocky hand shot out of the darkness behind Era, and wrapped around his muzzle. Era screamed in surprise and shock, but hardly anything came out. The grip was too strong.

“Now, now,” An amused, male voice chastised him. “Mustn’t scream like that. You’ll disturb all the cute little couples out and about, who are trying to enjoy their holiday. Come back here and talk with me for a bit,” Another claw-like hand shot out and wrapped around Era’s chest. Try as he might, Era was unable to stop Onyx from pulling him back into the dark alley, and away from any prying eyes and would be heroes.

~

The Tyranitar threw Erebus against the hard, snow-covered stone of the alleyway. The impact knocked the breath out of the fire hound’s lungs. Onyx’s eyes shone with a golden light as he activated his power. A sandstorm appeared around him and, with a gesture, he directed it toward the alleyway opening. It blocked the entrance and, mixed in with the fallen snow, it didn’t look a bit out of the ordinary on this slightly windy day. A dull roar filled the alley and, Era realized instinctively, that no one would be able to hear anything that was said or done here.

“My old friend, Erebus,” Onyx began. “Or should I call you Era? I see it didn’t take you too long to get over the loss of your last ex, Aya. You’ve already found yourself a new squeeze. It’s been what, a month or so? I must say I’m impressed by your rebound speed!”

Era stood up, with a bit of effort. He’d lain on the snow for a bit too long and his internal heat had melted it into water; water which was working to weaken him.

“The Persian and I are just friends. Actually, I’m still seething over my failed relationship with Aya. Not that it’s any of your business. I’ve actually given up on being romantically involved with females. I’m sure that makes you happy.”

“Oh it does, it does, I can guarantee it does. Really, there’s nothing that pleases me more than seeing a dirty, little, half-breed like you suffer. I’m sure you’ve already guessed that’s why I’ve never much liked you and always did my best to make life miserable for you, no? Ever since my Father lost his job because a half-breed complained about my father not serving him fast enough and Sister committed suicide because her drunk, half-breed of a boyfriend would always beat on her. She never told anyone about this of course, or I would have ripped that bastards nads off of him and force-fed him his nuts in a straw. But, I just so happened to find her open diary after the funeral. Of course I still did go back and do as I said, but it was far too late to help her out, no?

No, ever since those incidents I’ve found I can’t stand Anthro pokemon. I’ve wrote several threatening, black-mail letters to the Anthro teachers of our school. I wrote a story to the newspaper about how Half-breeds are the bane of a peaceful existence. And, after I’m done here with you, Era, I’ll be sure to take care of your pet cat, back at the Café’. I’m a nice guy after all, and I’d hate to have you die alone like my poor little sister did. So I’ll send your squeeze after you.”

Era moved quickly, calling on the Extreme Speed that he’d inherited from his Grandpa Arcanine. But, Onyx was expecting it and caught him a glancing blow with Iron Tail across his chest. Era flew back against the wall of the building, crying out in pain. Blood began to dribble out of his maw. Onyx lumbered quickly after him, energy surrounding his raised fist.

Era dodged quickly to the side; Onyx’s fist slamming into the wall where his head had just been a second ago. A huge crater was made as a result. Onyx’s fist had sunk deeply into the wall and it took him a moment to get it unstuck.

“Fire Blast!”

Era launched a human-shaped tongue of flame at the dark avatar of rock. Onyx grunted as he took the blast straight to the chest; which was strong enough to knock him back a few feet. He swiped at the attack with his claw and it dispersed. A blackened mark was now on the stone giants chest, and he growled in annoyance.

“Sand Tomb!”

Onyx activated his Sand Storm again, but in a new way this time. A solid wall of sand flew at Era and blinded him. When he reached his hands up to try and clear his eyes, the sand encased his arms and forced them to the side.

“Wha?!”

Sand also encased his legs and forced them apart. Once he was wide open, Onyx slammed him in the gut, chest, arms, legs, back, and even his groin with rapid Iron Tail attacks, until the hounds flesh bruised and his blood flowed. Era cried out in savage pain and collapsed; now hanging loosely within the sand trap. One of the Iron Tails had smashed the button on his jeans and they now hung as loose as he did, around his ankles. Realizing he’d won, Onyx laughed.

“That was far too easy. Hmm. What to do with you now? It’d be far too easy to simply kill you. Nor would it be humiliating enough for the likes of you. Hmm. Oh, that’s right! What was it you said? I believe it was that you’d given up on being romantically involved with females. Which would mean, I believe, that you mean you’ve given up on having sex with females?”

Onyx chuckled darkly, and gestured at the sand still holding the semi-conscious Era. It moved to position Era until he was in the doggy-style position; on his knees, his chest and face against the ground, and his hands tied behind his back.

Era spit snow out of his mouth and glared, murderously, at his captor. “I hope you rot in hell, with your sister, you asshole!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such language, Era. It’s a bit unbecoming of you, why what would your girlfriend think? And that cheap shot at my sister, that one was really uncalled for. But, Me, I’m not the ‘asshole’ you should be most concerned about.” Onyx chided, as he positioned himself behind Era, spreading his legs apart and pressing his already hardened prick against the fire-hound’s untouched entrance.

“This one is!” With that, he thrust himself fully into Era’s ass.

~

[ Poke’ Café’]

Vol had found her purse and was outside the Café’. But, she’d failed to see Era anywhere on the street.

“Where could that mangy hound have gone to?!” she asked, aloud. “I told him to wait for me right here! I was hardly gone for more than ten minutes!”

The wind was howling with despair, as if something inexplicably evil was going on. Vol couldn't see past the snow-storm kicking up in the alley. There was no one else on the street that she could ask about the Houndoom's current location. It was getting dark and she was starting to get worried.

“Era....why did you leave? What are you thinking?”

~

[ Side Alley ]

~ It was the worst pain I'd ever felt. ~

Onyx forced his studded cock between Era's ass-cheeks and into the, previously, untouched opening until their thighs met and the firedog's rear was ground tightly against the prehistoric rock's groin. Era cried out in pain, as his rapist's cock burrowed between his buttocks, but refused to allow any more hints as to how much pain he was in.

It hurt.

In more ways than one, Onyx really was the biggest prick in the city. Era, being fully straight, had never had anything up his butt before and Onyx felt stony and huge and like he was just too big for Era to handle. The captured fire-type could feel his rump stretching to accommodate the unwelcome intruder and he was sure that his ass would tear before long. Especially as Onyx's cock felt as if it was studded with razor blades.

It also hurt the demon-dogs pride that he could have ever allowed this to happen. Was his life really that pathetic?

Onyx pulled almost all of the way out of Era and then rammed back into him. Then he pulled halfway out of Era's bottom, before shoving his prick back into him as hard as he could. Era bit his tongue to hold back a grunt of pain as his foe began forcefully rutting him.

“Is it good for you?” Onyx chuckled, taunting the beaten dog. He hadn't bothered using any lubrication, as it would have spared the mutt far too much pain for his taste. He was deriving far more pleasure from this dry hump and he knew it would cause twice as much pain.

Era growled at him, though there was nothing he could do while in this position. The Dark-Rock hybrid continued to use him, thrusting into his captive fully and powerfully. Rather then accept the inevitable and relax himself, so as to derive some pleasure from this act of hatred, Era squeezed the cock buried in him as hard as he could. The pain he felt doubled and drove tears to his eyes, which the fire-dog fought to hold back lest his tormenter see them. He felt that his actions might be increasing the Tyranitar's pleasure, but Era refused to get off on this, even if he had to cause himself pain. He wouldn't give this bastard the pleasure of making him cum.

It was also painful being bent into the position which gave his assailant the easiest access to his arse, which felt like it was either burning or bleeding, for what was starting to feel like hours at a time. His legs were protesting having to hold up both it's owner and the guy now bending over his back in an attempt to get even deeper. His back was groaning as far too much pressure was now being applied to it. Era's backside was being rubbed raw against the sandpaper-like groin of the T-tar and his wrists and ankles were slowly being crushed by their sand tomb.

Onyx was getting increasingly annoyed as he continued to plow into his new fuck-toy. Era wasn't moaning in pleasure, though the Dinosaur-descended Pokemon hadn't really expected him to. But, he also wasn't groaning in pain. Onyx knew that he had to be suffering, wrapping his rear around his Master's prick so tightly and this being his first time. Onyx knew that this was the first time Era had been with another male, having watched him closely for years and knowing all his past lovers. But, he'd underestimated the fire-types resolve and determination not to show his enemies any weakness regardless of what position he might be in.

Era's effort's were increasing his own pain, to the point where any personal pleasure would be impossible to gather from such a situation. It was also indeed, increasing Onyx's own pleasure in a way as he hadn't felt since his last session with the demon dog's ex. But, Onyx wasn't here just to get his rocks off. That was merely a fun bonus. He wanted this pokemon to suffer as much as possible before he killed him.

He wanted to completely humiliate him.

“I can see what the lovely Aya meant.” Onyx commented, slapping Era's right butt-cheek hard, earning another cry of pain from his victim. “Fucking fire-types really is hot!”

Era merely glared at his antagonist from over his shoulder. He knew what he was up to and refused to let it work.

“Good thing I can't say the same. I've felt bigger pricks in my Sewing class.” Era called back; half smirking, half grimacing.”

Onyx let out a barking laugh, starting to become happy that his prey was proving so hard to break, as it meant more fun for him.

Then he reached between Era's legs and began stroking him off.

This new attack caused Era such surprise that he nearly choked on his tongue.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Era cried out, glaring at the rock titan. Though, since the precise thing that was currently being done was quite obvious, a more fitting question might have been 'why are you doing that'. Onyx chose to answer as thus.

“You've been doing everything in your power to prevent yourself from getting anything out of this. Did you think I hadn't noticed? I may be a villain, but I'm a smart one! Sad to say, while the sight, and currently feel, of you being in pain and suffering really gets me off, I actually need you aroused. Impossible as it may seem, I actually need you to enjoy this enough that you blow your puppy-load.”

Era continued to glare at his tormentor; clearly thinking that this bully was far more insane then popular belief had originally let on, but curious despite himself.

“And just...why...would you need a fool thing like that?” Era wondered.

“Oh, it's all part of my plan to kill you. Or, more specifically, have you kill yourself.” Onyx stated plainly, as if pleasantly commenting on the weather.

Era's eyes widened, alarm bells going off in his head. He'd foolishly assumed that Onyx had just been planning to beat him into a pulp when the hybrid had first pulled him into the alley. He couldn't have expected this. He thought the rock hybrid had merely been joking at first, trying to scare him.

“It's not enough for you to rape, torture, and humiliate me? You really plan to kill me too?!” Era demanded.

“Of course. At this point in the game I thought that would have been obvious.” Onyx replied to the fuming dog, with the air that E=MC squared.

“You and your new, Half-breed kitty-cat. There's really no need for either of you to continue living, and possibly hurt some other innocent bystanders. I'll probably find out if Miss Vol likes her boobies sucked and fucked the most or if she's a closet Anal, like you, before I kill her. After all, that Half-Breed ass always screwed my sister before he really made her suffer, so it's only fair. But, if you'd been paying attention you'd have heard me say that you would be killing yourself.”

Onyx continued to make Era his bitch, while his left hand stroked his shaft with the same skill that the Tyranitar would use to jerk his own cock off. At the same time, his right hand flexed with the cracking of knuckles, razor-sharp claws revealing themselves, before coming to rest about half an inch from Era's throat. Era gulped at the sight of the blade-like nails so close to his windpipe, still struggling not to get off on any of this. Onyx merely chuckled.

“I'm sure I've mentioned how I've been watching you, closely, for some time now. I've seen you bounce from girlfriend to girlfriend, looking for that happily-ever-after they talk about in make-believe movies about Ogres. I've also, though it disgusted me at the time, watched you have sex with most of them at times when you thought your privacy was assured. But, it was well worth it. I found out something that I doubt you're even aware of yourself. You see, my dear half-bred poodle, every time you hit your pitiful climax, for whatever reason, you jerk forward about an inch. It happens so suddenly that no one, not even you, would notice it. Unless....they were looking for it.”

There was no need for Onyx to say anymore. Era became fully aware of his trap now. If Onyx succeeded in getting the fire-hound to orgasm he would, instinctively and reflexively, jerk forward an inch. And end up with Onyx's claws buried halfway into his neck.

~

[ Tanya’s Apartment ]

It may have been Winter, but it was still getting hot and stuffy. Tanya was on break in her apartment and not a moment too soon. The place had gotten far too humid after catering to so many people and after another hour or so, the Ninetales Server would have been at her wits end.

Originally, the foxy fem had lived about 3 blocks away from the Cafe' and hated every minute of having to walk to and from work 5 days a week. So she was only too happy when the manager had
agreed to let her rent the tiny apartment over the place. It would comfortably fit her, one other, and all the romance novels and movies she'd collected over the years. But, the fox was single right now, so it was just her and Linda Howard.

Her blinds were currently drawn, as they usually were when she was downstairs working. There was a window-enclosed balcony on the bookstore next door, with tables and chairs so people could enjoy a nice lunch while they read their favorite books. It was practically level with her window, that overlooked the alley between the two buildings, and she didn't want nosy people trying to peek into her apartment; especially on days when she was hanging her lingerie out to dry.

But, nothing like that was going on today and the place was too dark with the blinds closed. So, grabbing a cup of heat-itself cocoa, she walked over to the window and let the light in.

~

[ Side Alley ]

Era fought as hard as he could to break free from the desert chains that bound him. But, try as he might he couldn't escape. And, try as he might, he found himself starting to get aroused from the Tyranitar's treatment, despite the fact that the hard cock up his ass still hurt as much as it ever did. It was a little known fact that Era really liked having his cock stroked by another, though his current 'partner' would be his last choice for that job. But, a lot of his past girlfriends had noticed that was one of his favorites in bed, so if Onyx had really been watching him have sex then it would only make sense that he'd know too.

Though Era would die before admitting it, Onyx must stroke himself off quite a bit because the bastard really knew what he was doing. There was no other explanation for why Era was getting off on this, despite his body still being hit with a colossal dose of pain and humiliation. Era growled again. The punk probably masturbated while fantasizing about how and who to rape next.

Onyx had his entire hand wrapped around Era's, now stiff, prick. He was feeling out the veins that pumped blood to the dog's member and was firmly and smoothly stimulating them. Though he hated the thought of helping one he despised to get off, he could easily get over it for his plan to work. The entire time he never stopped burying his own prick in that tight, Houndoom ass, knowing that, while he was still causing the trapped doggie an ass-ton of pain, the added stimulation of a hard cock up the rump combined with the stimulation of his most sensitive body part would all help the dog get off.

Needless to say, he was the top of his Physics Class.

“You sure you never been with a guy before, Era?” Onyx called out, tormenting his 'captive' audience again. “You were looser then Aya ever was!”

“Go fuck yourself.” Era grunted, as Onyx touched a particular nerve vessel and Era realized that he was mere moments away from a climax.

“Hmmm. Maybe later, Dog-boy. Right now, I'm busy fucking your self.” Onyx laughed, eager with anticipation as he felt that Era was getting close.

“How many strokes, folks?” Onyx asked, impersonating a game show host, and giving an extra-firm thrust that made Era yelp.

Era was doing everything in his power, but he realized it was no use. He was gonna lose this one, the last game of his life.

“Five. Four. Three. Two. O- Arrgh!!”

Onyx found himself crying out in pain as a sudden Seed Bomb hit his outstretched arm from above. He stopped his assault, his arm falling away from Era's neck in shock at the random attack. At the same time a shadowy blur appeared in front of him and Era was suddenly gone.

“What the hell?!” Onyx cried out, looking wildly around for an explanation. “....Vol!”

The Anthro-Persian was staring defiantly at the would-be murderer, from the end of the alley. Era was crouched down, on one knee, behind her, looking at his dance partner and recent lunch date with more than a little awe. Though it was still too early to call her his savior, he was impressed nonetheless.

“How did?! …...of course. You used Thief, didn't you?”

Vol's smirk was the only answer the rapist needed, as she looked around at Era.

“For $500. Overall ass-wipe and biggest prick in any given city.” She stated, like a game show host.

Era raised an eyebrow at the cat, hardly believing she just went there. Then he smiled. “Who is Onyx?”

“Damn straight!” Vol confirmed, going into a fighting stance and turning her attention back to their mutual adversary.

Onyx burst out laughing, not minding this turn of events one bit. This would just make his job easier as well as making things a lot more fun.

“Interesting! Interesting! This is fun, Erebus!”

The Tyranitar took the time to look over the alluring form of his female challenger.

“This will be lots of fun, indeed. I don't really mind you being here, puss puss, though I admit I'm a little surprised you found us. Your hearing must be a lot better then I allowed for, for you to have heard us over that snowstorm in the entrance. Nor did I ever imagine that you would know grass moves. That itself was a bit awe-inspiring.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Onyx. As to my knowing Seed Bomb, let's just say I had a really good tutor. Hmmm? Surprised I know your name? Don't be. Era told me all about you and Aya, on our way to the Cafe'. I've never met that Slut-Bunny, but I can already tell that everything that ever went wrong in Era's life was all your doing. For today and before, I intend to make you pay.” Vol declared.

“Bring it, Pussy-cat.” Onyx smirked, his eyes glowing a deep yellow as a halo of rocks surrounded him. He then launched the Ancient Power at Vol. Vol spun, aptly in place, like a top and just as abruptly vanished. Era ducked down and the attack passed harmlessly over his head, smashing into the alley wall. Onyx blinked in confusion, then started when Vol burst out of the ground in front of him.

The feline raised a paw sheathed in ominous-looking purple energy, and thrust it at Onyx's chest. To her surprise though he deftly stepped back, with more speed then he should have been capable of, then, with the same speed, grabbed her by the throat. Vol gasped, but a moment later their positions were switched and Onyx found himself being held by the throat. Being so much bigger and thicker then she was this had little effect and he moved to bite her arm. She quickly let go of him, blasting him up close with a Power Gem attack. The resulting explosion sent him stumbling back and sent her flying through the air. She did a quick flip and landed on her feet.

Onyx stabilized himself, now looking at the Ivory Kitty with some annoyance. Seed Bomb, Dig, Shadow Claw, Switcheroo, and now Power Gem. She had quite the interesting Move Set and nearly all of them weren't naturally learned by Persian. This was one who had a liking for the human TM's and he had no idea what else she might know. Onyx knew that the most moves a Pokemon could learn was 8 and she'd used 5 already. He could handle any of the previously used moves, so that left 3 to worry about.

The hybrid pokemon summoned another Sandstorm and aimed it at Vol. She quickly shot another Power Gem into the ground ahead of it. The resulting explosion blew his attack away. Onyx growled and sent another Ancient Power flying at Vol. She quickly spun in place again, vanishing. Onyx laughed, having successfully predicted her move.

“Take this, Bitch! Earthquake!” The rock titan cried out, stomping the ground.

Vol was swiftly tunneling through the ground, towards the spot where she sensed Onyx was standing, when she felt the Earth move and the walls started falling around her. She screamed in fear, as the once passive dirt was starting to crush her and she became in danger of being buried alive. She quickly dug her way back out of the Earth, only to find herself pressed up against the ground upon exiting it, by Onyx's tail. Vol cried out again, at the sudden and brutal Slam attack.

“Vol!” Era shouted, in despair from across the alley.

“Gotcha!” Onyx declared to his pinned captive, reaching for her covered form with the intention of stripping her down and subjecting her to the same fate as her boyfriend. Upon touching her, however, she disappeared in a puff of smoke, leaving the dark-type choking.

“Damn it! I fucking hate Substitute!” Onyx complained. Too much more of this and he'd settle for simply killing the cat, without bothering to get his rocks off first. Vol reappeared, in front of Era, a second later, gasping for breath from 1 to many close calls.

“Fuck! How'd he get so damn fast?” The Persian asked out loud.

“Ancient Power.” Era said, dully, causing Vol to look around at him. “It's a strong rock move that has a chance at raising all the user's stats at once. He seems exceptionally lucky in that regard.”

“Is that so? Well, luck can just as easily be changed.” Vol stated, determinately.

“I have neither the time, nor the patience for this! I'm ending this now!” Tyranitar shouted, his yellow eyes turning white as energy rushed to his head. “Hyper Beam!” Onyx declared, firing a blast of energy at the two annoyances.

“Power Gem!” Vol exclaimed, her forehead jewel glowing a brilliant ruby-red before sending a beam of energy at the on-rushing attack. The two moves met each other halfway between the combatants but, after a moment of intense struggling, Onyx's attack began to push back Vol's, to her despair.

“Flamethrower!” A masculine voice said, from behind Vol. Onyx, having assumed that Era was in no condition for fighting, was quite surprised when he launched a powerful flame attack to aid his mate. The combined force of the lovebirds techniques overpowered the Hyper Beam and started pushing it back. Onyx quickly cut off energy to the move, before it made its way back to the source, and it exploded, filling the air with smoke. After it cleared, a moment later, Onyx was still standing, breathing heavily and unable to move after using such a powerful attack. Vol remembered the drawback on calling upon such power and knew it'd be best to take advantage of it. She flexed her claws, calling once more upon the powers of the Shadows, and rushed the T-tar. The sexual offender could only look on, in apparent terror, as those lethal looking claws once again sought out his lungs.

Then, in another burst of superhuman speed, he reached out, grabbed her glowing hand, forced the attack away from him and her arm behind her back, and pulled her backwards and up against him, swiftly grabbing her other hand as well.

Vol looked over her shoulder at the opponent who continued to defy all logic, in surprise. It was then that she noticed the berry juice dripping from his maw; recognizing from the dark-green tint that it was Lum. The one berry known to cure all the known ailments including, apparently, the freezing effect of moves like Hyper Beam.

Vol growled in continued annoyance that this guy wouldn't go quietly, like a good villain, and used Substitute. Or, at least, she tried too. But, the sudden pain in her captured wrists from a rush of dark energy caused her to flinch.

“Mm-mmm. This time, pussy-cat, you're mine. If one takes my Dark Pulse attack from this range they can't help but flinch. Which means you can't call on a Substitute to take your place anymore. I can do this all day.” Onyx laughed, licking her neck.

The captured kitty shivered in disgust, as the rapists tongue passed over her skin. “Get the fuck off me, you Motherfucker!” She screamed, struggling to break free. But she was finding it too hard to focus any of her attacks, especially Substitute which always took a lot of focus, while he was still sending Dark Pulses into her form.

“Such a mouth on you, pussy-cat. What mothers have you seen me fuck?” Onyx questioned her, with a chuckle.

“You probably fucked your own!” She declared, causing Onyx to sneer.

“Oh, you're definitely getting it up the ass, after that one.” He promised her, upping the dosage he was sending into her and causing her to cry out in pain. “Hmm. Can't have you squirming around too much now, so let's try this.”

He swiftly bit her, with a Thunder Fang, in the place between her neck and shoulder. The shock of the sudden attack paralyzed the heroine, leaving her all but helpless in her captors grasp. Onyx smirked at his victory and started pulling down her pants.

“Vol!” Era shouted, rushing to her aid. Onyx was expecting this, however, and swiftly waylay-ed the wounded hound with another Sandstorm. Era found his arms and legs trapped again and screamed his frustration at the Armor Pokemon. But, try as he might to break free, he was still too weak from his earlier ordeal.

“Don't get all bent out of shape, Era-bus. Just enjoy the show. I promise it'll be a good one.” Onyx laughed again, shoving the Classy Cat's pants and fire-red panties down to her knees with one hand and grabbing her chest with the other. In a few moments his rising member, that he was currently rubbing between her ass-cheeks to her continued disgust, would be hard enough for him to party. This would be his first time with a Persian; female or male, anthro or otherwise, and he was really looking forward to it. He was so completely focused on the firmness of her breast through her top, her cream-colored ass, that he could just barely glimpse between their bodies, and what he was going to do to it in just a minute, that he stopped using Dark Pulse on her.

Vol smirked as soon as she felt it, and quickly broke free of his grip. Before he could respond to her sudden animation he got a Thief attack in the crotch. He yelled in pain and fell back from her, losing his focus on the Sandstorm holding Era.

Onyx staggered back, holding his nuts, in agony. He was a dark-type so it shouldn't have hurt nearly as much as it did, even though a males groin was generally sensitive to any type of attack.

“Damn it! Bitch! How the hell did you get un-paralyzed?!” The Armor Pokemon demanded.

Vol threw her hair back and scoffed. “You know nothing about me and especially nothing about my species. I was never paralyzed.”

“What?! Then why..!”

“Persian’s are born with a natural ability known as Limber. It prevents us from ever getting paralyzed, no matter what the situation is. I was pretending to be, knowing you would eventually drop your guard.”

“Shit! What the hell did you do to my junk? That was too powerful for a Thief attack! Wait, don't tell me!”

“Indeed. The second natural ability of Persians, Technician. Any attack 60 strength or lower is increased by 50%.” Vol confirmed.

“Fucking Bitch. Damn your shrewd tricks. But, I'm still standing!” Onyx declared, standing back up. “It'll take a lot more than that to keep me down!”

“Not too much more.” Vol stated, looking around at Era to see if he was okay. That was when she noticed that Era was looking away from the fight, a red tint across his face, and it was then she realized she was still naked from the waist down and had been effectively flashing her date for the past three minutes.

Vol shook her head as she bent over and pulled her clothes back up; noticing Era twitch, in her peripheral vision, as she did so.

“I'm surrounded by perverts.” Vol scoffed.

“Sorry.” Era quickly apologized, still stoutly staring at the side wall of the alley.

“You I forgive.” Vol reassured him. “That creep, however, not a chance in hell. It's time we ended this.”

“I'll support you as best I still can.” Era promised, facing forward again. “I'm still really messed up from before, though, so I can only guarantee it three times.”

“Three times will be perfect. Let's do it.” Vol stated.

“Enough of this!” Onyx shouted. “I've had it with both of you, bloody Anthros! I'm taking you down! Ancient Power!”

Onyx hurled another ring of glowing rocks at the pair. Vol stood in front of Era and shot it down with another Power Gem, causing a small explosion.

“Sandstorm!” Onyx shrieked, hurling another wall of swirling sand at the pair, hoping to ensnare them both. Vol felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and then the two vanished.

“Dig again! That move is useless! Earthquake!” Onyx screamed, stomping the ground around him. The earth rumbled and shook around him, but they didn't resurface.

“Not Dig, Pebble-brain. ExtremeSpeed!” Vol clarified, reappearing in mid-air and flying at Onyx. He quickly looked up at her, growling in anger. “I'll drag your ass out of the air and break your scrawny neck!” He promised, raising a claw to catch her.

“Fire-Blast!” A human-shaped wave of heat flew at the Tyranitar's front, catching him in the chest and badly burning him. “Arrgh!” Onyx grunted, glaring at the determined-looking Era. “I won't rest until you two are dead!” He declared.

“You've been a very bad boy, Onyx.” Vol declared, drawing the hybrid's attention back to her. “Molesting innocent people outside of the ring, and using stat-raising moves inside the ring. Now it's time for your Punishment!”

'Shit!' Onyx thought to himself. That was her seventh move?! He had to stop it. Though it was a Dark move, which he had natural resistance to, after the long battle and all the Ancient Powers he'd done, the damage would be staggering. He raised his arm to block it, but he was too late and her energy-shrouded claws struck him in his flame-broiled chest. He screamed in pain as the force of the attack drove him into the wall of the alley, bricks falling down around him.

Onyx felt his head start to ring and felt his armor crack, as he stood embedded in the wall, gasping for breath.

Era was crouched down, behind Vol, looking on in awe. “Is it over?”

“Not yet,” Vol said, shaking her head. “But, it will be. I've saved my most devastating move for last. Not that I had any choice, as it only works after I've tried everything else. It's my move of Last Resort.”

Vol stood with her feet spread apart and her head bowed. Her hands were placed together as if she was praying for divine judgment. Then she formed the sign of the Lion. The sign of the Bear. The sign of the Wolf. The sign of the Tiger. A swirling circle of stars appeared around her form and her body started to glow with an angelic white light. When she raised her head her eyes were brimming with power. She raised one paw and leapt at the embedded Tyranitar.

“Bitch.” Onyx murmured, before her attack hit him, with yet another mass explosion, and his world exploded into pain and darkness.

There was now a large hole in the wall where Onyx had been stuck, and Era found it amazing that neither the Bookstore nor the Cafe' had been disturbed by any of this. Amidst the dust from the crumbled bricks and the disturbed, swirling snow, they could just barely make out the prone and unconscious form of Onyx. Era found himself, bitterly, hoping that if the attack hadn't killed him it would at least put him in a 10 year coma. But, that wasn't important. The important thing was that this painful ordeal was finally over. And he owed it all to the Anthro Persian crouching down in front of him. He'd never expected she'd be that good in a fight, and because of her arrival he hadn't been killed off by his rapist. This may have been further proof that the universe had it out for him, but it was also proof that fate was willing to throw him a bone every now and then.

Era had a strong desire to kiss Vol after that ordeal. Or take her someplace warm and cuddle with her. Or bury his face between her ass-cheeks. Okay, whoa! What the hell was that? That last part was probably brought because he'd actually seen her backside, creamy and curvaceous and tight, mere moments before. But he needed to get a hold of himself. All of this was falling under the 'romantic and intimate' category and he'd given up on love. Women might be nice in the beginning, but they would all find a way to hurt you down the road. Like Miss Su, for instance. She'd given him some of the best foreplay of his life, albeit unwillingly on his end. But, during class today she wouldn't meet his gaze. He'd like to believe that Vol wouldn't be like that, but, he'd have also liked to believe that Aya wasn't a slut-bunny who liked them big or not at all. Era half wondered if Aya would try crawling back after she heard about Onyx and how much he, himself, would care.

“Era,” Vol began, looking at him with concern. “I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner. Will you be alright?”

“Yeah, I'll be okay. It only hurts when I live.” Era said, with a sardonic little smile. Vol just frowned at him. “That's not funny and you know it. I can't believe that bully did that to you.”

“I can. But, only because I've known him a lot longer then you. This was the worst thing he's ever done to me, but at least I'll live to gripe another day thanks to you. But, I'm still in so much pain that I don't see myself atte-”

Vol frowned in confusion, turning around to see what had caught Era's attention. Then she froze in complete horror and disbelief at the Hyper Beam that was mere inches from her face.

~

Officer Shawna, The Luxray Anthro and Vice-Captain of the Sinnoh Heights Squad, sped around the corner on her way to the alley between her favorite Cafe' and Bookstore. The Captain had just sent out a bulletin of a loud disturbance there; including street fighting, defamation of public property, and even possible deaths. She had hoped to enjoy the holiday with her Dragonite superior, and she'd be damned if her night was filled with paperwork because of this.

~

Onyx finished off his second Lum berry, which negated the frozen state that he normally would have been in, after using a Hyper Beam. He was still in a colossal amount of pain and was still very close to passing out. But, he was far from dead. Far from beaten. And he was quite enjoying the look of abject terror and shock his adversary was giving him.

“One down.” He stated, flicking his eyes over at the crumpled form lying against the far wall. After taking his Hyper Beam to the face he doubted they'd be getting back up again. Ever.

“You're probably wondering why I'm still conscious after that last attack.” Onyx said, before gesturing at his midriff. Upon closer inspection, one could make out the thin belt wrapped around his waist, the same color as his currently cracked scales. “Focus Band. If an attack would knock me out, this baby can keep me in the game. Though it never works twice in a row.”

Onyx snickered and dragged his self over to the middle of the alley. When he was knocked out the sandstorm that was blocking the alley from the view of the passerby had vanished. Now, without the roar of his makeshift snowstorm and unless his ears deceived him, then those were police car sirens he heard in the distance. He was in no condition to fend off police officers, so he needed to end this now and get going. He had one Lum berry left and planned to use it wisely.

“It appears my time here is almost up. But, I'm not leaving until I've killed at least one of you damnable anthros. Hmm. It may be slight, but I can see that your mate's chest is slowly rising and falling with their breath. So they're still alive and you have a choice to make...Pussy-cat! You can stand right where you are and take my next Hyper Beam directly, which will still be strong enough to kill you. Or, you can move out of the way. In which case Era, who is directly behind you, and who used the last of his energy to Extreme Speed himself in front of your ass before my attack hit, will get it instead and will most certainly die.”

Vol looked back at the fire-hound who, as promised, had aided her three times in her fight against Onyx. Now, it would all be for nothing. It was still too risky to use Dig and she had no other attacks that might have gotten her there in time. Plus, if she moved to attack him he'd probably just target Era out of spite. Which was not something she could risk, now that the situation had turned out like this. She couldn't let Era get hit by another attack, no matter what happened to her.

“I'm sorry, Era.” The cat whispered, as Onyx powered up for his final attack. “You went to all that trouble to save me, when you should have just let me die. It would have saved you so much physical pain and torment. This was one destiny I wasn't meant to escape.”

“So long, Pussy-cat!” Onyx declared, power flooding from his mouth. “Maximum Power! Hyper Be-!”

“Iron Tail Barrage!” A figure cried, flying down at Onyx from the Heavens. Onyx just had time to notice this new threat when he was hit by an extremely powerful Iron Tail. Twice. Three times. Five times. Nine times!

“Urg! Guh! Arrgh! GAAAAAH!!!” Onyx was sent flying back from the vicious assault and was knocked out on the spot.

“What on Earth!? ...Tanya!” Vol exclaimed, at her savior. The Ninetales made sure that Onyx wasn't getting back up again, before turning around and walking over to Vol.

“You okay, sugar?” Tanya asked her, with genuine concern. “I would have been here sooner, but I couldn't see what was going on in the alley with all the sand & snowstorms whirling about. I live just above the Cafe' you see. As soon as I realized what was going on down here I called the police, so they should be here soon. I hit that big palooka over there with my best so you won't have to worry about him ag-”

Tanya broke off her explanations, with a startled cry, as Vol suddenly launched herself at the waitress, wrapping her arms around her waist and burying her face in her cleavage.

“Whoa, whoa, easy there sugar! Tanya gasped, blushing at this unexpected action. “I like you too, but I don't really swing that way.”

“I'm sorry, Tanya. I was just...so scared. I've never been in a situation like that, where I was afraid for my life, another's life, and everyone’s chastity. I've never seen someone with that much hate nor been a victim of it. But, I was mainly scared for Era. He's been through so much already and then this happens? What if he starts hating the whole world and everyone in it because of people like him?!”

Vol's words came out a bit muffled since she was still nuzzling Tanya's breasts, but the Ninetales had been able to catch it. The fox-fire pokemon smiled and rubbed Vol's back.

“I know what you're going through now, Classy Cat. I was in a similar situation myself, a long time ago. I was dragged into a dark alley much like this, beaten until I was near faint, and then fucked in all my holes until I was near death. Coincidentally, he was also an Anthro hater. After the guy finished and tried to strangle me, in case I found out who he was and testified against him in court, I managed to learn Iron Tail and escaped. That was a long time ago and I've long since recovered from that ordeal. Things do get better and there will always be good times after the bad ones. You haven't known Era nearly as long as I have. Trust me, it'll take a lot more then this before he gets that emo and sulky. Though, I wager he won't be the most pleasant company for the next few days or even weeks, but I know that both he and you will recover from this.”

“You had to go through all of that?!” Vol mumbled, shocked for the 16th time in an hour, into the Nintales chest. “That's horrible! What ever happened to that guy?!”

“That jerk? He's dead. An Iron Tail crushing your skull will do that. Coincidentally, he was also a rock-type so I guess history loves repeating itself in this here town. Annoying as a scratched CD in my opinion. But, that's all ancient history. And now, sugar-cat, unless you want me to start swinging that way I'll have to ask you to unlatch yourself from my breasts. There's a fire-hound over yonder, who's waiting for me to fix him up.” Tanya stated, giving Vol's rear a quick squeeze causing her to jump.

“Oh, right. Sorry about that.” Vol gushed, blushing herself now, and letting the older woman go. “I feel better now, Tanya, so thank you. I know I'll be alright.”

“Of course you will Sugar, there was never a doubt.” Tanya chuckled, handing the cat a Sitrus Berry which she quickly devoured. “My Era leans a bit on the eccentric side, but he has an eye for picking out women that are made out of stronger stuff. Everyone of his past dates and mates knew how to hold their own in a fight and you're no exception.” Tanya knelt down beside the fallen Era, feeling his forehead and skin, accessing the damage he'd taken.

“Dear me. It looks as if one more strong attack indeed would have finished my friend here. Thank the stars he had someone capable of self-sacrifice looking out for him. But, at this point even a Sitrus berry won't be enough. Now, don't be looking all devastated like that, sugar-cat, them's the facts. But, it doesn't mean I can't help him. It's a little known fact that I used to be a nurse, but that was also a long time ago.”

Tanya placed her hand on Era's chest and energy surrounded the two of them, as Vol looked on in bewilderment.

“Pain Split.” Tanya stated, her power activating. Immediately about half of Era's visible injury's disappeared from his body, reappearing on Tanya's. Her stomach, hidden by the apron she was still wearing, became lined with pale scars as if she'd been battered with Iron Tail not too long ago. Her face took on a slightly marred and bruised look, as if she'd taken a Hyper Beam to the kisser a day or so ago. Then the fox-fire pokemon groaned in pain, as her ass started throbbing as if she'd just given anal to a Rhyperior. Or a Wailord.

“Legends forsaken.” she swore. “Is that guy named Onyx? I think he must be the biggest prick in this city, if this is half of what my Era felt.”

“You've no idea.” The fire-hound pokemon said, opening his eyes. He still felt like he'd been trampled by a pissed off Tauros herd, but with half of his problems gone he'd regained, and was able to keep, consciousness.

“Era!” Vol exclaimed, rushing to his side and hugging him. Era blushed at the affection, but didn't stop her. After all that, he could use a little affection.

“Hey, Vol. I'll be okay now, thanks to this foxy lady here and you.” Era smirked, accepting a Sitrus Berry from Tanya and swiftly downing it. “By the way, what do you mean you don't swing that way? What about that one time, at Band Camp?”

Tanya blushed and looked away, taking an Oran Berry which was all she had left. It helped, but she knew full well her ass would be sore all weekend. “Humph. You know full well that your Mother and I were drunk that night, Erebus.”

Vol burst out laughing. “Wait, what?!”

“Heh. Drunk she says. After one shot each. And what are the odds that if she'd molested you for another five minutes, you'd have taken Vol right here in the street?” Era chided.

“Exceptionally high.” Tanya exclaimed unabashedly, to Vol's shock and embarrassment. “But, only because she's so darn cute when she's acting all innocent. Just like you tend to be so darn handsome when you're acting all manly.” Having said that, the old family friend leaned over and kissed Era with all the skill of a French Escort. Vol eeped at the open display of affection, not sure if she should be jealous or not. Era's eyes widened in shock, this being completely unexpected of Tanya, but, like with Vol, he made no move to stop it. Instead, he ran his tongue along the one dipping into his mouth, deciding that even if he never learned to understand females he might as well learn to enjoy what was freely offered.

Tanya unlocked their muzzles, as a cop car pulled into the alley. “Not bad, hound-dog. I'm sure that Vol's going to have a very good time being with you. And don't bother saying that you've given up on love or that you and the pussycat don't know each other well enough. I can already see where this is going and I'm pretty good at that. Vol, I'm going to need your help explaining things to the officer and afterwords you two can rest up in my apartment. You still have a dance to attend, don't you?