Obviously, I don't own any of this stuff, but the story, and characters are mine, even though I don't really see why anybody would want to steal this.





The last leaves of autumn came sparsely now, trickling through the lower canopies. In those days, the sun seemed to hug the horizons, jumping through the sky, as if afraid to stay aloft for too long before dipping back down below the ground. Gone were the textured and vibrant colors of scarlet and violet that graced the treetops; the only leaves that descended now were brittle and dull, curled up into small lifeless clumps. Passing through the forest, a stream trickled its way along, flowing just fast enough to keep one step ahead of the ice that threatened to set in. Running alongside the water was an Absol, strong and lean, young in years, but with a lifetime of experience behind his clouded eyes. Gabriel slowed to a full stop, and in that moment he saw himself, reflected in water. It should have been a familiar sight, but for an instant, he saw something else. Affrighted by the deceptive ripples on the surface, he started up again, running along the riverbank, not so much in fear as in shock.

That night, Gabriel had dreams again. In them, he was somebody else; he had to be. But when he looked down, there were his familiar forelegs, as they had always been through the same dull eyes. There was fire, heat, all around. Murderous cries and pitiful screams enticed the flames, and then his legs were moving. He was killing, murderously slicing and hacking and gutting with the gleaming scythe curved and perfectly positioned around his head.

And then he saw her. The one crouching, tears rolling slowly down her cheeks. She backed herself up against a tree, and didn't try to run or scream for help. She simply flattened herself, as if trying to hide behind her own dancing shadow. Gabriel stirred. He had always taken what he wanted; now was no exception. If she noticed his approach, she made no signal of it. With little effort, he was on top of her, pinning her to the ash-laden earth below. Gabriel had been cruel and spiteful in any way he could have imagined. Brutally ripping open her virginity, he was unable to stop himself. He was powerless to dry the tears, or calm the fires, or control his building rage. Gabriel was taken away in sensation, his cock swelling to its full length. Inwardly, he desired her, but perhaps not like this. It didn't matter. Only the pleasure was important.

Gabriel was sweating profusely now, the fire around them further igniting his anger. Nobody around seemed to notice, or maybe nobody cared. Either way, Gabriel drove his cock in deeper, smugly noting the small yelps that he could elicit. Other than that, she was silent. This enraged Gabriel, and he started thrusting harder, in hopes that she would cry out, or at least try to resist. There was definitely defiance there, and an insurmountable wall of self-discipline. Gabriel had experienced hardly a victim who could not end his rape in screaming orgasm.

He pushed his member in with increasing force, purposely angling himself so that he would be able to completely fill the female's cunt. Tension was building up in his groin; he would not deny it release. But he would wait a bit longer so his knot could reach its full size. She had to have felt it there, pressing against her walls, had to have been dreading it. Loudly grunting, and throwing his weight with all of his force, Gabriel forced the remainder of his exposed flesh into her cramped slit. She made no movement to acknowledge him. The Absol's orgasm was intense, and he sneered as his seed rushed to fill her crevasse. Behind the condescending gesture, he was disgusted at her reaction. Gabriel pulled back on his member with such force that it popped out of the female's vagina with a loud squelch, and dribbled cum into the dirt. Still, she said nothing, nor moved an inch. How he hated that about her. He quickly spat on her face, and without a word, slashed her stomach wide open from her left foreleg to her right hind. Now she could die alone and slowly, her pathetic womb never to hold any life of his.

Gabriel awoke to the familiar sounds of the night. His body quaked from the intensity of the dream, nauseated at the sight of his half erection. He struggled, even now, to regain full conscience over his thoughts and actions. He couldn't imagine a creature that would be awake at this hour, and yet the air was full of the soft coos of a Noctowl, and the gentle humming of the various insect Pokemon. Gabriel was troubled. The dreams came increasingly, almost every other night. In them, Gabriel felt hatred and shame-- more so than he did during his waking hours. Morning would find its way to the earth sooner or later, and when it did, Gabriel would search for a home. But decent territory was difficult to claim. Finding suitable land near the water would not prove to be an easy task.

As Gabriel had predicted, the sun rose once again to grace the earth with its warmth. The gentle rhythm of the night gradually gave way to the erratic, spontaneous sounds of day. Gabriel rose with the light, eyes sore from another restless sleep. Stumbling down to the waterside, he immersed himself up to his neck in the frigid liquid before instinctively shying away, shaking the lingering drops off of his matted fur. But finding territory was a daunting task. The Absol would run through territory after territory, narrowly escaping encounters several times, and refusing to fight for them. Now, as the sun approached its peak, Gabriel feared. If he didn't find territory by the time winter set in, he might never be able to last through the deadly cold months.

As the scent of a male Mightyena drifted away through the thick forest, the trees began to thin, and a new scent took over. Gabriel paused. The smell was clearly there, but it seemed... stale. As if this territory had been under control at one point, but its owner had left. Searching the area, and calling out for a claimer to the territory, Gabriel was slowly filled with a sense of security. He had a most desirable spot by the softly flowing water, but couldn't shake an uneasy feeling that the place was not his.

The sun began to droop lazily towards the earth. The Absol trotted around the boundaries of the capacious area, marking the borders where scents began to mingle. But even with the overwhelming smell of his own scent, his trained nose detected another presence. A familiar one. Spinning around to face the shadows, Gabriel beckoned for the visitor to reveal herself.

"You were damn hard to find," came the startling voice. "I spent weeks trying to hang on to your trail. You didn't do a very good job of covering up, you know."

"It wasn't my intention to hide, so you can just leave. Why are you here, Ivy?" A slim Leafeon emerged some fifteen feet away, flicking her tail casually. If it were not for the conditions of the encounter, Gabriel would have found her beautiful, as would any male with partially functional eyes.

"I think you know. They want you back, and they're willing to overlook some stupid choices made on your part. Must be pretty desperate too, with their number one out, and sending their best tracker to hunt you down." Gabriel growled.

"Rough times, that's all. But forget it. I'm not going back."

"I really don't think I'd be able to fight you and keep you down long enough to drag you off of this mountain and back to our clan. But if you resist now, they'll find you and force you back eventually." Gabriel stayed silent. "You're a killer. What does this place have to offer you? Just come back. Pretty please?" Ivy's eyes glittered with absolute certainty that she had won him back.

Gabriel said nothing still, just beckoned for the Leafeon to follow him. She tagged along behind him, still doubtful of his motives. Reaching the stream, Gabriel made his way through the water to a large flat rock. With such suddenness that Ivy visibly flinched from the shore, he threw his head at the rock with all of his might. Twisting to the right at the last moment, the blade parallel to his forehead cracked and chipped. Repeating the maneuver once more, it shattered into countless gleaming specks, large and small shards radiating in the feeble sunlight to be washed downstream by the water's steadfast flow.

Ivy was utterly shocked by the display of arrogance.

"I think I've been clear enough. I'm not going back. If they still want me now, a worthless cripple, then by all means, I'd be happy to return. Until then, I'll stay here."

Without another word, Ivy departed. Following the stream back down the mountain, she would, no doubt, have a story to share back home. Strangely enough, Gabriel felt unusually lifted that evening. By severing his last ties to his old affiliations, a small happiness welled up inside of him. Happiness he had never really known. That night, Gabriel would sleep in peace.Chapter End Notes:The sex was intended to be fleeting and a bit cut off. I do apologize for the disappointed. Rape isn't really the focus of this story anyway. Reviews and comments would be greatly appreciated. Obviously it hasn't been finished, but I might drop the whole thing if it sucks too much