Prisoners of Heaven

Fairy: I’m posting chapters…and nobody is freaking reading! *Tears out hair* Ah oh well, I know my friends are reading, and I just love writing…and freaking people out.
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Chapter Five: Tears are not Enough

Rain fell on the windowpane. Though I could have gone outside and wash my problems in the rain, but it was falling down to heavy and Rachel told me stay in. Rain is one of simple pleasures of life. To feel’s its cool touch on your face…many people take the sense of touch for granted. I know I will never do that again. I sat silently, in the warm room, after my training, I decided to relax and eat some baked orange skin while Osiris was silent. I felt like I owed him, not only as a friend, but as…something more…something I hope we would be able to achieve.

I slid my paws down the cold monitor and sighed.

“You still can’t feel that?” I asked. I knew the answer and anything different would be a lie.

“No,” the voice droned, sounding as melancholy as ever.

“Please, just think about it,” I said softly. I sat next to the monitor and sighed. “Do you think I’m selfish?”

“Sometimes,” Osiris said. “You act if every emotion belongs to only you. You refuse to interact with other pokemon, which is either selfishness or fear.”

“Oh,” I said, parting back my black fur.

“Do you think I’m always cold?”

“Nobody is always cold,” Osiris droned, “You just need to be warmer.”

“How the hell do you know so much?” I said incredulously. “You don’t feel anything, but yet you know so much.”

“I was programmed to interact. Everything I know was just pre-programmed.”

“Do you know everything?”

“Of course not. Humans designed my program, and they are far from omminscient.”

I laughed about this, “That’s for sure, like when I snuck crackers in my room without Rachel knowing.”

Osiris did make a sound. I’m not sure what it was, it could have been a laugh, but it sounded more like a mixture of buzz, static and beeps.

“You’re laughing at me,” I said, and I couldn’t help but laugh too—not a cruel or haughty laugh, a real laugh…like when I used to be with…”
“You don’t have to say it,” Osiris said simply.

“Yeah,” said softly. I walked up to the computer screen and stared. I wonder how he saw me. Was I just glitch static boxes like a Missingno.? Or was a real, living being in his eyes. I wouldn’t wait. I kissed the screen. My tongue slid down the computer screen and sighed. I knew he didn’t feel, but I did. He knew what I was trying to do. I didn’t care if this was unnatural. At this moment, I did not even care if Rachel caught me.

I have finally fallen in love, with something that isn’t even real. But why…I couldn’t explain. I would never be able to. Things happen, and I want it to happen now. Strange things always happen to others who were trapped.

Trapped, I thought. Nobody would think that a beautiful, well-groomed Ninetails was trapped, despised, overvalued and undervalued at the same time. But here, I knew I was at the right level of value.

I used my tongue daintily, licking the sides of the monitor. I let spit dribble slowly down my mouth slowly wiped it on the keyboard. I leaped up on the sides of the screen and pressed my cunt near the edges of it, beginning to ejaculate when I pushed it near the prongs near the screen. The small, tube shaped dial slid into my insides, jamming through a membrane. Blood and cum splattered on the computer screen (which was made of some soft, elastic material). It actually felt good.

I eased my nipples between the tiny openings in the keyboard, stimulating myself by squeezing the tight spaces. While my paws crushed the keyboard, random words appeared on the screen, such as “bglkafha,” and “gauhwgaba,” or, “wiwhga.”

My nine tails wrapped around the edges of the computer. The wiring that was used for connection, I stuck it between my legs and pushed it against my hips, beginning to cum. I pulled it out and laid on my back, arching over the monitor. I stuck a paw up my cunt, rummaging around in it as I used my other paw to feel my nipples while imaging Osiris—as an Umbreon: A real live, breathing Umbreon.

Soft wet, clear puss ran down my paws as I licked it slowly with my tongue, arching my ass towards edges of the monitor. I lifted my tails all the way up, letting warm, thick cum slide down the monitor.

“Ugh…” I moaned in self-derived pleasure.

“You obviously have an abnormality with in you,” Osiris beeped.

“I’m not an Abnormal,” I said defensively.

“Apparently you must be,” Osiris said, now projecting himself in his holographic form. I stopped what I was doing and sighed.

“You satisfy your needs through masturbation and…whatever you call this, when you know I cannot feel.”
“I won’t just be with any pokemon for the sole sake of producing offspring,” I snapped.

“And what if Rachel was to catch you?”

“If Rachel was to catch me, I wouldn’t care, what can she do?”

“I am your friend, I am your teacher, I am only a program made to teach you battle tactics and interact with, nothing more.”

Some tears ran down my dark fur.

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I was in the kitchen eating while Rachel was chatting with Starlet. While I was listening, Starlet brought up the subject of me being a cold-hearted snipe.

“Don’t call Sovereign that,” Rachel defended. But it was more like a joke than a real defend.

“Has she even gotten better a battling?”

“I hope so; I’m taking her to the fields right now. Have one of your pokemon ready.”

“Roger that,” Starlet joked before hanging up. Rachel turned to me and smiled.

“Osiris says you have gotten better in your abilities and listening.”

I snorted at this. Rachel beckoned to me and we went outside in the fields, waiting for Starlet to arrive. When she did, she brought her Arcanine. I hoped I wouldn’t have to see that asshole again.

“Ready to battle?” Starlet challenged.

“Yeah,” Rachel shouted, “Sovereign, let’s go!”

“Arcanine, use Extreme Speed!” Starlet announced. That Arcanine broke into a jog, then a run, then a sprint, until he became a blur of orange and black. He zoomed right past me and then tackled me. The speed did extra damage and nearly sent me flying. I rolled on the ground and crushed my paw. I moaned.

“Sovereign,” Rachel hissed, “Use Confuse Ray!” She shouted.

My eyes glowed and multi-colored waves came from my eyes. With that, the Arcanine became delusional and began to trash, hallucinate and suffer from quick-term fatigue.

“Get over it!” Starlet shouted to the Arcanine, “Use Flame Thrower!”

Any smart trainer would realize that flamer thrower on a Ninetails would only make it stronger, and anyways, Arcanine was so delusional that he shot a flame thrower at a nearby pebble, thinking it was me. I sniggered at this pathetic attempt.

Suddenly, he snapped out of his delusion.

“You little twat! Don’t think I don’t know your problem you cold little whore!”

Anger boiled in me when Arcanine barked that towards me. I used take down without listening to Rachel’s command.

I charged head first into Arcanine, tackling him and pinning him down. I sunk my teeth into his shoulder and tore some flesh, and twisted my teeth like a jackknife, until blood squirted out onto my fur.

“Get her off of him!” Starlet screamed.

Arcanine didn’t play. He pushed me off of him and gave me a broad strike across the side, sending me back flying against a weak tree, snapping it and the splinters dug into my skin.

“Use Overheat,” Starlet hissed.

Now, Overheat was a move that could affect me. Arcanine used it. Everything around the asshole looked like it was melting. He shot a spiraling fireball towards me and it hit my directly. It was so hot it charred some of my fur and sent me flying—again—into a nearby puddle, hitting my head on some pebbles. Blood freely flowed from the side of my mouth.

I could have thrown the match like I did with the Venusaur, but not this time.

“Sovereign, get up and use Confusion!” She screamed. I weakly got up, shaking from the impact. I used confusion and Arcanine began to float in the air and with a huge impact, he was sent hurling into the wall of Rachel’s house.

There I charged and I went up to him.

“You know nothing about me,” I growled.

“I know you love something you can’t have,” he bitterly said, laying down, beginning to bleed.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t think I don’t know. How your trainer doesn’t know, it’s far beyond me. Hours upon hours in that computer room—not all the time you are practicing battle tactics. When you come out, you smell like you just had sex. A holographic, interactive program…? Withdrawal from leaving that room for a road trip…? You refuse to be with me, Persian or any other male pokemon that has shown interest and kindness? It’s so obvious…you fell for a computer program—an object that isn’t alive.”

Anger flashed in my eyes and I went to sink my teeth into his neck. I wanted to kill him. But he simply pushed me off and struck me again near the stomach.

I didn’t want to battle anymore. I threw the match. I was too tired anyway.
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Fairy: It seems like that Arcanine found out about her little “affair,” with Osiris. Will it go so far as to Rachel finding out?