Pokegirls - Dark Messiah

As I was about to leave again, I saw the injured girl staring at me, tears in her eyes.
Breaking free from the help of the Jenny’s, she ran over to me. I managed to catch her in my arms before she dropped to the floor before me.
“Fallen. It is you!” she said, her voice no more than a whisper. “Oh, I didn’t know what happened to you....”
I stared at the girl, puzzled. “Who are you?” I asked her gently.
She managed to whisper a single word before she fainted. “....Celiena....”
Holding her in my arms, I just looked at her. Could this be the girl from my childhood? I had no idea. My entire body became frozen in a state of shock at hearing the name.
The Jennies, accompanied by a Joy ran over to my side. One of the Jennies helped the Joy to lift the girl onto a stretcher, while the second helped me into a nearby seat. She disappeared for a moment before returning with a cup of coffee in her hand, which she offered to me.
To stunned to think of what to do, I accepted the cup, staring blankly into space.
“Do you know that girl?”
I blinked, shook my head to clear it, then looked up at the Jenny. “What?”
“Do you know that girl?” she asked me again, concern in her voice.
I shook my head. “I don’t know....”
“Well, it looked like she knew you.” The Jenny sat down beside me, placing a hand on my shoulder. At her touch, my body slowly recovered from the shock. I turned my head and looked at her.
“What happened to her?” I asked.
“A Tamer called in a report of a Widow in the area.” The Jenny replied, shuddering a little at the name of the Pokegirl. “He reported that he found a girl who had been attacked by something, probably the Widow.”
“A Widow?” I repeated. It couldn’t be the same one....could it?
The Jenny nodded. “Unfortunately so. I called it into the League, and they said they’re going to send in a team to deal with it.”
“Uh, I think that they won’t find anything out there....”
The Jenny looked at me. “What do you mean? Did you happen to get a look at that girl? She was defiantly attacked by a Widow!”
I shook my head. “I saw her, I even have her blood on my clothes. What I mean is that they will not find the Widow out there.”
“I’m still confused....” the Jenny shook her head. “Where is the Widow then?”
I reached into my coat and took out the Pokeball. I handed it over to the Jenny.
The Jenny looked at it, her expression a mixture of confusion and shock. “You...you don’t mean...to tell me....”
I nodded. “The same Widow attacked me. I put at least 16 tranquilizer darts into her, then my pistol was empty. I threw a Pokeball at her, not knowing what I had tossed a the time, since I was blinded by her attack...) I pointed to the new scar running down my face. “I guess the Pokeball caught her.”
The Jenny shook her head. “I still don’t believe it.” Taking out some sort of Pokeball scanner, she scanned the Pokeball...at least 5 times....her eyes widening in shock at the info that came up on the device’s screen. “This is the first time that someone has actually captured a Widow.”
She handed the Pokeball back to me. Returning it to my belt, I looked towards the doors which the Joy had taken the girl.
As if she could read my mind, the Jenny squeezed my shoulder. “I think she’ll be alright. Her wounds did not look life threatening.”
“I hope so.....”

I was awakened by a light touch on my shoulder. My eyes flew open. Before me, a little startled, was the Nurse Joy who had took the girl away.
“Um, Mr. Fallen...” she said gently.
I held up my hands in defense. “Please, just call me Fallen.”
The Joy blushed slightly at her mistake. “Oh, sorry. Well, Fallen, you’ll be happy to know that the girl is alright.”
“What girl?” I asked, my thoughts still a little groggy.
The Joy blinked. “That girl who knew you. She’s been awake for a while now, and has been calling out for you.”
“What had happened to her?” I asked.
“Her wounds appear to be inflicted by the claws of a Widow.” the Joy replied, her voice quavering when she mentioned the Widow. “Though they were near-fatal, we were able to heal them, though her body will still bear the scars of the attack.”
Getting up, I looked at the Joy. “I want to see her.”
The Nurse Joy nodded and lead me deeper into the Pokecenter.

We stopped in front of one of many white doors, room 666. The Joy knocked lightly before opening the door. I hung back for her to enter the room first, partly out of fear, partly because I was nervous at seeing the girl.
“Ms, Celiena....you have a visitor...” Came the Joy’s delicate voice from within the room. Swallowing the lump that had caught in my throat, I entered the room.
When I saw her, my heart nearly stopped. There before me, she lay in the hospital bed. Bandages covered both of her arms, the left one encased in a cast. Her chest was wrapped in bandages, and her left eye was covered with a piece of gauze, while a strip of bandage wound around her head.
I slowly walked to the bedside, my eyes never leaving hers. Slumping down in a chair, I just stared at her, unable to speak.
Her deep blue eyes were filled with tears. She said something, her voice barley above a whisper. I moved in closer, so that I could make out what she had said.
“Fallen....I thought...that I would.....never see you again....” she whispered, a single tear ran down her cheek.
“I don’t know who you are, or how you know my name. But one thing I do know is that you should save your energy to heal yourself.” I told her.
Her right hand reached out and grasped my hand, squeezing it. “Fallen....you don’t know who I am?”
I shook my head.
“It’s me! Celiena!” she exclaimed, causing her to cough violently. Grabbing a glass of water on a side table, I brought it to her lips, helping her to take sips of it. When she had stopped coughing, I eased her back onto the bed.
Standing beside her, I looked at her. “Celiena? I had a childhood friend named Celiena...or at least I thought I did. She disappeared years ago...”
“That’s because my.....father....when I Thresholded....he....” she began to cry.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I put my arm around her shoulder in an attempt to calm her. She placed her head against my chest. After a few minutes, she had calmed down a bit.
“He beat me....then told me to leave and never return....” her voice quavered as she spoke. “I wanted to see you once more....but....I was afraid that he would beat you for my seeing you.”
Soon, I began to believe that this was my Celiena. My trusted friend, the only person I had ever known who I completely trusted...and deep down...ever loved.
“Celiena. I’m sorry.” I began to stroke her black hair, soothing her. “I thought that I would never see you again....”
She looked up at me, her eyes burning into my very soul. “I never gave up hope...of ever...seeing you....again....” Her left hand reached up and touched my scar. “What happened to you?”
I told her what had happened to me, from the time she had disappeared, up to her shouting my name in the lobby. She winced when I told her about my battle with the Widow, her own wounds still healing.
When I had finished my tale she just looked down at the covers on the bed, playing with a loose thread with the fingers of her left hand. I reached out and took her right hand in mine and gave them a squeeze.
She turned her head, tears in her eyes, and looked at me. “Fallen....please don’t leave me....”
Bringing her hand to my lips, I kissed it softly. “I will never leave you.”

It was a week until Celiena was released from the Pokecenter. The Joys wanted to make sure that the Widow did not leave any poison in her wounds. No one, other than Celiena, myself and the one Jenny, knew that the Widow that had attacked us was safely stored inside one of my Pokeballs.
When a Nurse Joy was filling out the release forms for Celiena, there came a dilemma.
“Fallen...” the Joy knocked gently on the door to Celiena’s room. Walking to the door, I opened it, letting the Joy in. “Uh, there is something I must ask you...”
“What is it?” I asked.
The Joy looked down at the clipboard she held in her hands. “Um, well...Celiena has no Tamer...”
“Tamer?” I asked. “You mean she’s a Pokegirl?”
The Joy nodded. “Yes. From our scans, she Thresholded around her 16th birthday....” she scanned the reports. “She became a Dark Lady.”
I turned and looked at Celiena through the crack in the bathroom door. Her hair was longer and darker than I remembered it.....as well as her eyes.....and her skin....
“...I was wondering.....” the Joy began.
“...If I would become her Tamer?” I finished her sentence. Turning, I looked at the Joy. “Well, to tell you the truth....I’m not a Pokegirl Tamer...”
The Joy blushed slightly. “Well, I discovered that fact when I checked the ID on the Pokeball you had in your possession. The Tamer ID came up negative on all League databases....”
“So, are you going to turn me in to the League?” I asked her plainly.
The Joy shook her head. “No, I would never do that! I have watched you with Miss Celiena....You seem to care for her very deeply, I could never tear you two apart....”
“Then what will you do about this?”
The Joy blushed again. “Well, I had a VideoGirl friend of mine...create a Tamer License for you....You’re now a Mountian League-sanctioned Tamer. We used as much information as we had on you, then just filled in the rest of it ourselves...” The Joy looked at me with fear in her eyes. “I hope that this is ok with you?”
I nodded. “Yes it is. Thank you.” I kissed her softly on her cheek. “Thank you for everything you’ve done for us.”
The Joy nearly fainted, but quickly recovered herself. “Uh...yes....it was nothing.”
Just then Celiena walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a long black dress with an equally long black cape. Her lips were stained crimson and her long black hair was tied neatly back behind her, flowing down her back. “How do I look?” There was no traces of her previous injuries anywhere on her body, though her skin had a white hue to it.
After picking my jaw off the floor, I answered. “You look amazing.”
“Thank you!” she replied, walking over beside me.
“Uh, if I can just get you to sign here, then you are free to leave....” the Joy handed the clipboard to me. Signing it, I picked up my pack and with Celiena by my side, we left the Pokecenter.

As we were leaving, Celiena stopped me with a hand on my arm. “Fallen....”
Turning, I looked at her, her eyes filled with worry. “What is it Celiena?”
“Uh, I overheard that Joy and you talking...about a Pokeball...” she began.
Reaching into my coat, I withdrew the Pokeball. “This is the Pokeball we were talking about.”
“So, there is someone else....” her voice began to quaver.
Reaching out, I took her into my arms. “No, there is no one else....”
“...then what’s in the Pokeball?” she asked, pointing to the device in my hand.
“...well....” I began. I looked around for a second. Spotting the woods not far off, I took her hand in mine and led the way. Once we were deep into the trees, I stopped.
“Fallen...what’s going on?” She asked me.
Pulling her behind me, I pressed the button on the Pokebal.
White beam of light flashed out of the Pokeball, slowly forming the shape of a Widow. as the light dissipated, the Widow stood before them. She was curled up, her arms wrapped around her body, and she was shivering violently.
Celiena gasped when she realized what I had just released from the Pokeball. “T-that’s the Widow that attacked me!”
“She attacked me too.” I pointed to the scar running down my face. “But somehow, after pumping her full of tranquilizer darts, I was able to capture her.”
“Why would you want to capture a Widow!?” she cried out.
“I didn’t want to....when the pistol ran out, I was partially blinded. I did not know that I threw a Pokeball at her.” Turning, I looked at the Widow, who was still curled up and shivering. But her eyes had become fixed on me.
“What’s wrong with her?” Celiena asked, griping my arm tightly. As I tried to move closer to the Widow, Celiena held me back. “Don’t go near her! She’ll kill you!”
Turning, I touched Celiena’s cheek softly. “If she wanted to kill me, she would have done it already.” Releasing her, I turned and walked towards the Widow.
The Widow’s eyes followed my every move. When I got close enough to her, I knelt down before her. Slowly, partly out of fear, partly to try and not frighten her, I reached out and gently touched her forehead. Her skin was abnormally warm, though no one has ever been able to touch a Widow and live to tell of it.
When I removed my hand, the Widow looked deep into my eyes, her own filled with fear and lust. Gently, I stroked her cheek. “I think she was scared being trapped in that Pokeball for so long....” I called back to Celiena over my shoulder. “She is feral, but being caught has calmed her wild instinct.....I think.....”
“So, what are you going to do?” Celiena called out to me, her voice still full of fear.
I looked at the Widow, her eyes never leaving mine. “I can’t leave her...that would be too cruel.” Looking at her, a thought occurred to me. “I don’t think that she is a wild Widow....”
“What do you mean?” Celiena asked.
I shook my head. “I can’t explain it....when I look into her eyes, I do not see a wild beast staring back at me....” I looked into her dark eyes again. “She looks like a frightened little girl. I think she is a Threshold-girl.”
“What?” Celiena came up to my side. “There have never been any cases of a girl Thresholding into a Widow...”
Pulling the Pokedex out from beneath my coat, I scanned the girl.
....WIDOW, THE ‘RUN FOR YOUR LIFE WHEN YOU SEE ONE’ POKEGIRL....ADVANCED SCAN.....UNABLE TO PROCESS DATA.....CONSULT A POKECENTER FOR MORE DETAILS....
Putting the Pokedex back, I looked at the girl. “So, what do we do now?” Celiena asked.
“Well, if she’s feral....then she needs to be Tamed....” I replied.
Celiena looked at me. “You’ve got to be kidding.....”
I shook my head. “If she is a Threshold case, then I can’t let her remain in this state of mind.” Slowly I approached the Widow. As I neared her, she looked at me with fear. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you....”
As I got closer, the Widow seemed to relax a bit. When I got close enough, she whispered something in my ear. “Please...me no like this.....Tame...please....me no want to hurt you....me sorry.....”
I kissed her lips softly. “Don’t worry. I understand.” I began to plant kisses on her neck, trying to make her loosen up a little. Slowly, as I earned her trust, she began to uncurl her legs and arms.
Behind me, Celiena watched with fear....and slight arousal.
As I lowered my path, I reached her pert breasts. Cupping them gently, I planted kisses on her nipples. Working from one breast, then the other, I could feel the lust brewing within her. Nibbling on her right nipple brought a moan of pleasure from the Widow’s lips.
“Mmmmm...me....like.....that...” cam her voice between moans.
Once again, I lowered my kisses, heading towards her crotch. Kissing my way down her stomach, I flicked my tongue into her belly-button, causing her to giggle...something no one would ever think of hearing from a Widow.
Reaching her crotch, I could smell her arousal, from both the Taming I was giving her, and her feral state. Running my fingers through her thin black muff, I ran a finger along her slit, causing the Widow to moan in pleasure. Sitting down on the ground, her pussy was at level height with my face. Kissing the outer walls of her pussy, I gently parted her well-lubricated lips.
As a breeze of cool air hit her clit, she gasped in pleasure, her juices trickling down from deep within her pussy. Sticking out my tongue, I tasted her love-juices. Though not as sweet-tasting as the mysterious woman who visited me in the Pokecenter, the Widow’s juices sent my head spinning. I began to lap at her pussy, nibbling and sucking on her lips and swollen clit.
The Widow began to grind her pussy against my face, in an attempt to quicken her release. Sticking two fingers into her cunt, I began to pump them in and out in time with my licking.
Hearing a moan from behind me, I glanced over to see Celiena staring at us, lust in her eyes. Her dress was hiked up and her hand was down her panties, a large wet stain quickly spreading through the thin fabric.
With my free hand, I motioned her over to us. Smiling, she ran over to me, planting a deep kiss on my lips. Reaching down, she un-zipped my pants and took out my cock. Positioning herself in front of me, underneath the Widow, she bent down and began to give me a blowjob.
Needless to say, I was in heaven. I returned my attention back to the Widow, pumping and licking in time with Celiena’s treatment on my cock.
Soon all three of us were really getting into it. The Widow was the first to orgasm, sending wave after wave of juices flowing down my arm and onto my face. Feeling myself close to orgasm, I stopped Celiena. Rolling her onto her knees, I pulled down her panties and slowly slid into her.
Celiena cried out in pleasure as I entered her, feeling my hard cock within her. Slowly I began, but soon sped up my pace as her moans became louder and louder. Looking up, I caught the gleam of lust still in the Widow’s eyes. Slowly moving, trying not to step on us, she positioned herself in front of Celiena. Leaning down, I whispered something into Celiena’s ear.
Smiling seductively at the Widow, Celiena motioned her to come closer. Sticking out her tongue, Celiena began to lick the other girl’s pussy, while the Widow moaned in pleasure and began to fondle her own breasts.
Within minutes, the three of us could not hold back any longer. I screamed in pleasure as I thrust my member deep inside of Celiena, filling her tight cunt with my hot seamen. Groaning, then screaming, Celiena’s vaginal walls clamped down on my cock, squeezing every drop from my member. With a cry of pleasure, the Widow came all over Celiena’s face.
Collapsing on top of Celiena, I kissed her neck softly. “That....was....incredible....” I whispered softly, nibbling on her earlobe.
Celiena giggled. “Well, I’m glad someone had fun...” Suddenly, her expression turned serious. “So, what do we do with her now?” she asked, motioning to the Widow, who had passed out.
Getting off of her, I picked up the Widow’s Pokeball. “Well, she didn’t kill us....and I still have a feeling about her....” Pressing the button, the capture beam shot out and the Widow was slowly absorbed into the red light.
Helping Celiena up off the ground, I placed the Pokeball back into my belt. Gathering up our clothing, we helped each other to get dressed, our hands pausing every now and then to touch each other’s skin.
Once we had finished, I picked up my pack and flung it onto my back. “So, where should we go now?” I asked Celiena.
“I have no idea....” she replied, looking around the woods. “One thing we do need is money....”
“Well, I have been thinking about that...” I replied. Walking up behind her, I wrapped my arms around her. “We could go around doing odd jobs for people; actually become a Tamer and go around challenging other tamers, for fun and profit.”
Leaning her head back against my shoulder, she kissed my cheek. “Sounds good. Why don’t we do both?”
“Eh, whatever works.” I replied, kissing her forehead. “So, there is another thing we have to decide....”
“What is that?” Celiena replied.
“Do you want to be my Alpha?”
Turning around in my arms, Celiena looked at me, tears in her eyes. Leaning up, she kissed me. “Of course I do!”
Smiling, I returned her kiss. “Now, there’s one last thing....”
Celiena looked at me, puzzled. “What would that be, Master?”
Laughing at that last bit, I squeezed her gently. Reaching into my coat, I withdrew the Pokeball containing the Widow. “What do we call her?”

To Be Continued.....