Pokemon: Rising Darkness

Chapter 2: A Hero?

Crystal Blue was running. She wasn't always running, but today she had several reasons for doing this. In fact they were chasing after her right now.

"That's it baby! Wear yourself down that just means less of a fight when we catch you!" Shouted one of the men chasing her.

Crystal frantically tried to think of a way out of this, but the only thoughts in her mind were: Oh god, oh god, have to get away! HAVE TO GET AWAY!

Unfortunately this was the moment that she tripped. The young trainer hit the ground hard, rolling over just in time to see her pursuers surround her. They were all smiling lewdly, and their Machamp was standing behind them menacingly.

"Please, why can't you just leave me alone?" The tearful girl pleaded.

"Oh we couldn't do that, could we boys? The woods are much too dangerous for a young, tender piece of flesh like you to be running around unescorted... You never know what kind of perverts you will run into..." The other men shouted and whooped in response as he reached down to fondle her breast.

Crystal did the only logical thing a terrified young woman in her position could think of. She kicked him in the groin, hard, putting sixteen years of playing sports behind it.

The man fell with a grunt and a whimper, clutching himself with a pained expression. His two friends just laughed at him, one of them leaned over and commented. "Jeez, Will, we told ya to be careful... Bloody amateurs."

The third man laughed and looked down at Crystal. "Nice kick, sweetheart, but we can't have you trying that again. MACHAMP! Grab the little bitche's legs and arms, make sure you hold onto her nice and tight!"

The large fighting pokemon moved towards Crystal. The girl tried to get away, but she was exhausted from running so long so the pokemon easily caught up to her. It hefted her into the air as it was instructed. It chuckled in it's fashion. "Ma ma ma ma..."

The third man, who was the obvious leader of this group, walked over. He grabbed her shirt with both hands and ripped it open, tearing off all the buttons and exposing her white bra covered breasts. Crystal let out a sob of despair as she started to cry again.

The leader, hearing this, just smiled and reached behind him. He pulled out a large knife and rested it against her cheek to make sure she saw it. Her blue eyes widened at the glittering blade. He smirked and pulled it away from her face and gestured with it. "Girlie, you do not know how much we are going to enjoy this, and once we're done we'll let good ol' Machamp have a turn... Just look how happy he is to see you!"

He gestured downward with the knife and Crystal's eyes followed the blade, widening as with horror as she saw what he was pointing at. She struggled and she started to cry even harder at the sight of the giant phallus that was emerging from the fighting pokemon. It was fully erect and was bigger around then her arm and just as thick.

The man smiled at her in a depraved way as she struggled against Machamp's massive arms. "But I really should warn you though... All the other human women we've given him have died from the experience."

Crystal continued to struggle and her sobs of anguish echoed through the forest. Her tormentor just smiled harder and reached for her breasts. Seeing this Crystal started to fight the pokemon's grip with renewed vigor. The man's smile wilted into a frown as she moved around too much for him get a grip on her tits. It was funny at first but now he wanted her to hold still damn it! He slapped her across the face hard enough to make her mouth bleed, then he growled at her. "Stop moving around, you little bitch, or I'll cut your tits off!"

Using his knife he cut open the young woman's bra, freeing her soft young breasts. As he palmed one of them Crystal whimpered, but stayed still. "Please... Not like this... I-I'm still a virgin, please don't do this. Please just let me go..."

"Ya hear that boys? We got us a little virgin!" The leader laughed as he continued to grope the girl. His hand started to drift lower, towards her belt. "Don't you worry, honey, you won't have that problem much longer. What do you say we get to the main event?"

Crystal's tear soaked eyes widened and she screamed. "NO! Please, someone help! I don't want this!"

The three men laughed at the poor girl but the leader continued with the violation, undoing her belt and rubbing against the crotch of her shorts. There was a soft rustle in the bushes that non of them, save perhaps the Machamp heard. A new voice spoke up from that direction. "I believe the young lady wishes to be let free. So I will give you one chance to give her what she desires..."

All the eyes in the clearing examined the man who stepped into the clearing. He as of average height and a little on the slight side of average weight. His medium length hair was black and shaggy, his clothes a combination of blacks and greys. But his eyes were what held the attention. They were a highly pale grey, but it wasn't just the color it was the rage and darkness that existed there.

The leader released his hold on the girl and turned to face the newcomer. "We'll be giving her what she desires soon enough. Now just who the hell are you to tell me what to do asshole?"

He motioned to his two accomplices and they moved towards the intruder on their fun. The strange eyes glared at one then the other before their owner smiled. "You were warned..."

The three men laughed at this and the two moved to attack the stranger. There was a brief flicker of movement from the stranger's hands and both men fell with a grunt. the leader's eyes opened wide and he grabbed Crystal pulling her close as he pressed his knife against her throat as he shrieked. "What the hell did you do to them?! MACHAMP! Kill that motherfucker!"

The large fighting pokemon moved menacingly towards the strange young man. It growled out it's name and raised its four arms, it's prey however just smirked and said. "Razeon, use Razor Spin."

Suddenly a dark, saw-like shape flew out of the trees and ripped through Machamp like paper. The fighting pokemon's blood splattered the girl and her remaining captor, covering both in flecks of blood and gore. The man's eyes were huge with shock and confusion. "What the FUCK!?! MY MACHAMP! You slimey son of a bitch!"

Screaming with rage the man threw Crystal to the side and charged at the grey haired man. The other just stood there waiting for the would be rapist to attack. When the attack came it was a stab directly at his chest, but with a metalic ring it bounced off him. Suddenly the younger man moved his hand transforming it into a blade and slashing open his opponent. He smiled and whispered. "Your first mistake was choosing this life... Your last? Losing the hostage..."

The dying man slumped over twitching as he died, his killer bent over and wiped his hand on the dead man's coat. He looked at the girl, her top exposed and frowned. He shrugged off his coat and handed it to her. "Here use this to cover yourself..."

Crystal looked up at him slowly her eyes blank. Crap, He thought. Shes in shock... He reached out to touch her shoulder but she flinched away from him and her eyes widened in fear.

"It's okay, miss, I'm not going to hurt you..." He said in his most soothing tone, which honestly was not that soothing. There was no response from the girl, good or bad. He sighed and reached into the pouch on his belt, pulling out a pokeball he pressed it open. The pokemon that emerged was an Espeon.

Espeon, He thought to the psychic pokemon. See if you can calm her down...

The purple furred pokemon spoke back to him, her voice was soft, feminine and very soothing. Yes, master, I will try. Her eyes glowed bright blue as she focused her attention on the traumatized young woman. Crystal blinked twice, but her eyes grew clearer. She looked up at the young man, blushed very bright red and turned away, covering her breasts.

Her rescuer smiled at her, a kind smile not a mocking one, and offered her the jacket again, which she gladly took. He turned his back to give her time to put on his coat, trying to give her what privacy he could. He watched the forest and called out to his pokemon. "Razeon come out here."

The pokemon, who had been cleaning the remains of Machamp from it's body, head it's master's voice and came out of the bushes. It was around the same height as the other Eevee evolutions, but had several armored spikes along it's back and dagger like claws on it's forelegs. It's back legs had hooked claws for grip and all in all it had the look of a born predator. This was a creature designed for killing. The grey eyed man sighed, glancing back at the girl, who was doing up his coat. "Razeon, you can relax. Get outta your battle mode." The steel pokemon nodded and the spines along its back, along with it's claws withdrew, looking like spots on its body now. It made it look a little less fierce, and more like an Umbreon.

Crystal shifted her eyes before getting the courage to speak to the man who had saved her. "Hi... I'm Crystal Blue. Umm, thank you very much for helping me... I, umm..."

Her words drifted off as her eyes clouded over and she looked like she was going to cry again. Her hero smiled at her reassuringly as he thought at his Espeon. How is she, Espeon?

Not too good Master... The purple pokemon replied sadly. But luckily you stopped those bastards before they could complete the foul deed! He raised a questioning eyebrow at the pokemon, unused to her using such language. If not for her fur, he would have seen Espeon blushing under his scrutiny. As it was he could feel her embarrassment through their psychic link. He smiled and turned to the girl.

He felt a small trace of his own embarrassment as he felt required to introduce himself in turn. "My name is... Grey." He said softly.

"Thank you, Mister Grey..." She began before he cut her off.

"No. Just Grey." He said in a slightly cold tone. "We can't stay here for long, it's getting dark and this carnage will draw predators."

Crystal nodded and got unsteadily to her feet. Grey looked the young woman over and sighed. "We'll go back to my campsite, you can rest there since your in no physical or mental state to travel." He turned and started to walk into the forest, Razeon following him closely. Crystal followed tentatively, Espeon walking alongside her broadcasting feelings of comfort and safety to the young woman. After a brief walk they came to Grey's camp.

It was small, with a tent that looked barely big enough for one person. A small pot of food simmered in a tiny fire pit. The whole camp appeared as if it could be packed up in a few minutes or less. Grey walked over to the fire and sat down, reaching into teh pack that sat beside the fire he pulled out two small loaves of hard bread. He tossed one to Crystal. "Here, just wait until the stew is done. It'll soften as you dunk it..."

The girl took the bread and stared at the fire for a long while. Grey went to his pack again and pulled out a small bowl, he filled it with stew and handed it to Crystal. The girl took the bowl and watched him pull out a pokeball. "Glaceon, come out here."

The ball opened and and the light from within it formed into the blue Eevee ice evolution. Grey pulled the pot of stew off the fire, he held it up to the ice pokemon. "Glaceon, cool this off for me will you?"

Glaceon opened it's mouth and blew a small cool breeze at the pot. Once it was sufficiently cooled Grey held up his hand, signaling the pokemon to stop. He set the pot down in his lap and reached into his pack once more, pulling out several containers of pokemon food. He opened the food and gave it to Razeon, Glaceon and Espeon.

Crystal sat silently watching the other trainer eat as she chewed slowly on her own food. Once Espeon was done with her pokechow she walked over to the girl and curled up beside her, offering a comforting presence. Crystal gave a sad smile as she watched the female pokemon for a time, tears begining so fill her eyes. Grey watched her for a bit before he spoke. "Why didn't you use your pokemon to protect yourself?"

Crystal looked at him and quickly averted her gaze, she spoke softly as tears trickled down her face. "They killed them... We were supposed to be having a pokemon battle, but they killed my Chansey first, then the rest of my pokemon... My last pokemon tried to hold them off so I could escape, but they ripped my poor Squirtle out of her shell..."

The tears were flowing abundantly now as Crystal relived the memories of her pokemon's death. Grey's Espeon nuzzled her face and the poor girl wrapped her trembling arms around the gentle and supportive pokemon.

Grey witnessed this all silently, but Razeon could see the dark rage growing in him. The armored pokemon moved beside his master and nudged his hand snapping Grey out of his spiral of anger. He shook himself, then motioned towards his tent. "You can sleep in there with Espeon tonight..."

"But thats your tent!" The girl protested. "I can't just take it fr..."

Grey cut her off in mid sentence again. "You need it more then I do tonight. Besides I still need to finish cleaning the blood off Razeon." Crystal blanched at the reminder of Machamp's gruesome death, but she still went to the tent and climbed in.

Grey pulled out rag out of his bag and gestured to Razeon to sit in front of him. He started polishing the smooth parts of his pokemon, and when that was done he gestured for Razeon to unsheath his claws and spines. But before he started to polish those he glanced towards the tent. Poor girl, to lose her pokemon and almost her innocence in such a fashion...

The dark young man sighed. The days of battling for fun are over. Now only madness remains...