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_ DISCLAIMER: All characters and properties are copyright their respective owners. All writing and original characters are copyright 2009 Zephyr Paws. The author is in no way associated or affiliated with any third-party. This original fiction was created with no intention of any copyright infringement against any third-party, and is purely for fan enjoyment. _

WARNING: This story contains sexual acts and descriptions of sex between Pokemon and human characters. It also contains first-person descriptions of rape (told from the victim's perspective) and the internal emotional turmoil that follows it, as well as the struggles in getting past it. If any of these things bother you - at least when reading them in a fictional story (real rape is awful!) - or if you are under 18 years old (or whatever it is in your area), then stop reading now and, um, do something else. Of course.

-~ Chapter 2: Evolution of Pain ~-

I'm not entirely sure when it was when I woke up again. So desperately I hoped it was all just a dream, just a really awful dream, but unfortunately that thick, bruised feeling in my throat and the worst taste in my mouth I'd ever had reminded me that it was a reality.

I opened my eyes to see that I was in the room I was before, but no one was there. It was just me.

Cautiously, I got up, feeling very achy and bruised from how the human handled me. As I sat up, I coughed and shook my head a bit. I just wanted that horrible taste out of my mouth! Water... was there any water anywhere?

I stood up and walked, though I found it incredibly painful to walk. My groin was still in a lot of pain from the stretching it had to endure earlier, even seeing a bit of blood on my body.

In looking around, it didn't look like there was any water to be found. There was that bed that I hid under in the corner of the room, the desk that he set me down on over in the other corner of the room, a few wooden drawers, and those two doors. There was also various clutter on the shelves and shirts and such hanging out of some of the drawers.

"It's so... quiet," I said softly, if for nothing more than to hear my own voice and reassure me that I'm alive. "I... I want to go h-... h-..." I couldn't even finish my sentence before breaking down, falling my knees and crying, letting those tears that had been building up pour down from my face in a barrage of emotion.

I wanted to go home so badly. It wasn't even because home was particularly nice, but just because it wasn't where I was. Anywhere but there... anywhere. I just wanted to run. I wanted to run from whatever I saw. I just wanted to be somewhere where I could run, like back in Mt. Moon, not the frightening human room I found myself in.

Why did life have to be so cruel? Why now? Why? Why? Why? What did I do to deserve this? I never hurt anyone... I'd never do anything like this... never... Why?

"W-why...?"

It felt like there'd never be an answer to my question. It didn't seem fair, that of all Pokemon, I had to be the one to fall into this. It wasn't fair... it wasn't...

"Why..."

My tears only continued, except I then realized I was crying myself empty. I didn't even know what the point of crying was anymore, because it only reaffirmed that I was the weak, powerless Pokemon that I believed myself to be.

Thoughts raced through my mind. I wanted to stand up. I didn't want to be weak. I wanted to stand up to Tom, to break free, to do anything to stop him from abusing me anymore.

But in the end I didn't believe I had the bravery and strength to actually resist him...

Suddenly, while I was crying my heart out, the door slammed open. It was Tom. My heart raced; I saw an opportunity to run. If I could just stop crying, run quickly to the door, and just escape, maybe I'd be free.

But when it came down to it, all I found myself doing was staring at Tom in fear. I looked up at the menacing human and became far too intimidated to act. Fresh memories of how he grabbed and molested me flew through my mind and terrified me.

"Don't you look happy to see me, heh heh," said Tom in a fake, smug way. "I've got a present for you and Whiskey. Picked it up back in Mt. Moon."

What? A present? I wasn't sure whether to take it as genuine or to be skeptical and worried over what his definition of a 'present' was. I blinked and cautiously continued looking at him.

"Get over here, you slutty little Clefairy." He beckoned me over. After I remained frozen in place out of fear, he added, "Now!" in a very loud voice.

I quickly and cowardly ran over to him, nervously looking up to see what he had in store. I saw him reach for his waist, which at first caused me to worry, but then realized he just reached for a Poke Ball. He threw it and out came Whiskey, the purple Nidorino.

"You see," said Tom, "I realized that I just can't have all the fun I want with something so goddamn small as you are. So the solution is to make my little Brandy a bit bigger... heh heh." He swiped the lock of black hair the covered his eye and bore a horrifying smirk on his face.

He then reached into his pocket and pulled out two long, black stones. "Who's first?" he asked. "I'll let my main man Whiskey go first, just because he's far more deserving of it."

The human walked towards the Nidorino, holding one of the black stones in his hand, and reached it towards the Nidorino. Whiskey looked at it curiously.

When Tom touched Whiskey with it, Whiskey immediately began glowing white. Strange flashing lights started emanating from the Nidorino. His entirety was completely consumed by that light. It was almost too bright to see his shape, but slowly, I could see his white silhouette stand up on two legs, grow a much larger tail, and begin to grow in size.

He was evolving! I was watching that Nidorino evolve!

With one final flash of light, the emanation faded and the light around what was once the Nidorino dissipated to reveal a much taller, upright-standing Nidoking in his stead. Whiskey had become a Nidoking!

The fierce Nidoking looked far more mean and dangerous than his previous evolution. He had a very large horn on top of his head and was built far more armored-like and muscularly than he was as a Nidorino.

"Ha ha, not bad, Master!" exclaimed the Nidoking proudly as he flexed his arms and let out a loud roar of excitement. He had a considerably deeper voice in his new form.

"Hmm, a much more fitting Pokemon. You look even less weak and powerless than before, Whiskey." The human was stroking his beard gently as he sized up the mighty Nidoking.

Whiskey was still a bit shorter than the tall human, but he was more than twice my size now. I was honestly just as scared of Whiskey as I was scared of Tom at this point just due to his new appearance.

Tom then faced me and looked at me with that same look on his face, still stroking his beard while staring at me. I didn't appreciate how low he appeared to be looking though... "Now for you."

He took a few steps toward me. Once again, rather than trying to stand up to him, I just stood there, paralyzed by my own fear. "You evolve into Clefable, don't you? Still weak and pathetic, but I may actually be able to have some real fun with you in that case..." He shot me a venomous grin. "You want that, don't you?"

I was too afraid of doing anything to respond. I didn't know if I should nod, shake my head, stick my tongue out at him and tell him to die, or if I should run.

"Answer me!" he shouted forcefully, clenching his fist and appearing demanding of an answer.

I shut my eyes out of fear and then proceeded to nod my head twice, still dreadfully frightened of the Trainer. "Y-y-yes..." I said reactively, without remembering that he couldn't understand me.

"That a girl... heh... heh heh..." With that, he took another step towards me, then threw the black stone directly at my face. "Take it, bitch!"

The stone hit me hard and knocked me back a bit, but it also had its intended effect: I felt a faintly familiar feeling run through my body again. It felt extremely warm and powerful, like I was encompassed in a glowing light and flying through the sky.

Parts of my body began changing, morphing, and growing. The light radiating from me blinded me from seeing Tom or Whiskey's expressions. For just one moment in time, it didn't matter. I felt my ears expand, my body grow taller, my wings spread out, and a surge of new power flow through me.

With one final flash, the light began fading away and I stood much, much taller - about twice as tall as I was as a Clefairy, now almost as tall as the Nidoking! I blinked and actually felt happy for a few seconds before I realized I was still in the room with Tom and Whiskey.

At least the room seemed a lot smaller now. I looked around and realized I'd now be able to turn the doorknobs if I had the chance. If I could just wait until Tom left... maybe I could get away now that I was taller. That was my thinking.

"Not too bad," said Tom, crossing him arms and approaching me. He circled me and examined my new form, seeing more of it than I'd even had the chance to see. "You're still my pet, you know that, you giant pink wimp."

The human meanly pushed me down onto the floor with one hand. It hurt and was a bit humiliating. So badly I wanted to try and do something to get him back for that. Maybe, just maybe now that I was a bit stronger, I would be able to do something about it. It was a hope, something that I was desperately hoping would be the case... but then I thought about his Nidoking, Whiskey, and how strong he must be. I didn't know how to fight... there was no way I could take him on.

Tom then began removing his pants, sliding out of them and tossing them off to the side, exposing his manhood - which wasn't even erect yet - and his intentions along with it. I tried to get up as quickly as I could, but he then lunged forward and tackled me to the ground, forcing himself on top of me.

I was so worried, so scared of this evil person... I knew exactly what he wanted to do with me and I wasn't sure how I'd be able to protect myself from his advances.

He started by pinning my arms with his hands, slowly rubbing his developing erection against my belly. I knew what would happen if I didn't do something and I knew what would happen if I did, so barring the restraint and hesitation I'd previously shown, I used my rear legs in an attempt to kick him off of me. With all my might, I thrust the human off of me and flying onto his back.

I quickly got up and realized that it actually worked. A moment of confidence hit me and I needed every bit of it to run as quickly as I could to the one of the two doors. I went for the one closest to me, which was not the one Tom and Whiskey came in from.

Just when I was about there, I was tackled from behind and once again pinned to the ground, but this time by Whiskey.

"Where d'ya think yer goin'?" He pressed his body weight against my backside and effectively prevented me from moving at all. I couldn't do anything to break free from him. Worse yet, I started feeling something prod down by my tail... please, please no... please don't be his member, too...

"That's it!" shouted Tom. "You're so getting punished for this, you miserable, ungrateful piece of pink shit!" I heard his footsteps draw closer until I could see his shadow cast against the wall. Not good... "Bring her up, Whiskey!"

Giving one thrust into my fluffy tail, though not actually penetrating anything, Whiskey then obeyed and began getting up, wrapping his arms around my belly and keeping me from escaping. He then held me while standing up, holding me from behind while keeping me in his lock.

I could see Tom walk over to me with a very angry, enraged look on his face. He immediately slapped me across the face, which hurt so much both physically and emotionally. "You stupid cunt! I'm going to make sure that this hurts five times more than it would have... and enjoy every... last... minute of it..."

He shot me a very sinister look with that same evil, creepy smirk he'd bare at me. He slapped me two more times across the face before taking a few short steps closer to me so he was pressed directly against my body.

I felt him rub his erection against my lower belly before he took his arms and lifted my legs up, revealing to him my vulnerable girlhood. He had my legs restrained and spread apart a bit while Whiskey shifted his grip on me so he was now restraining my arms. I was completely incapable of moving or struggling now...

Tom wrapped his arms around me, still locking my legs along with them, and pulled himself directly against my body. I felt his penis prod and poke down at my groin, stabbing and jabbing, searching for the way inside me. He was dangerously close...

The next thing I knew, he thrust forward into me, penetrating my virgin girlhood as if it were nothing. I cried out as I felt him stab into me with his manhood, then begin to withdraw and thrust in several more times.

"Ohhh... yes, there, you slut, this is how you take your punishment...!" said the Trainer as he glared at me with a vicious look on his face.

His face... that was probably the most frightening thing of all, even beyond what he was doing. I kept seeing his face, every last facial expression, as he raped me without remorse.

He continued thrusting himself inside of me, with every thrust sending an empty shiver throughout my body. It felt overwhelming, what he was doing, violating me like he was.

The pain I initially felt had started to fade, but the shameful feeling of having that wicked human's erection sliding in and out of me was far more painful to me than physical pain. It was like he was taking away from me my emotions, my sanity, my dignity... anything that made me smile.

He started squeezing me tighter and thrusting even farther inside of me. I couldn't see any part of his penis from the angle I was at; the only sight I could see was his awful face and clothed chest. I had no way of knowing just how much of him was inside of me or how much more I'd have to take.

"Mmmn... Want to get in on this one, Whiskey?" asked Tom, glancing behind me to the Nidoking that still held me in place.

"You betcha!" exclaimed Whiskey in an excited sounding tone. That really didn't sound good for me...

As Tom continued thrusting into me, Whiskey repositioned me and tilted me just slightly. I felt another erection prod against my backside, making its way down until it rested at my other opening down there...

Without any further warning, I felt the massive Pokemon cock rip into my ass, penetrating it and going in several inches. I cried so loudly after he did that, because now I was in a lot of physical pain as well. The burning, searing pain of his member entering my rear caused me to grit my teeth and shut my eyes.

I just wanted the whole thing to end... but it'd just started...

"Oh yeah, yer ass is so tight!" said Whiskey in a stupid taunting manner, like the big, heartless oaf he was. Like I thought he was any different from his 'master.' How foolish I must have been...

The pain and shame of the two cocks violating my insides, tearing me apart, and thrusting in and out in a sick rhythm forced me to tears. It broke me down. There wasn't much else that Tom could punish me with... and I'd stayed so strong in trying to hold them back.

It was more than any Pokemon should ever have to take...

As one hilted me, the other began pulling out. My lower body was being pushed along with the two rapists members, pushing towards Whiskey whenever Tom thrust forward and pushing back towards Tom whenever Whiskey made his thrusts.

Minutes passed as slowly as days. It felt like I was trapped in some sort of time loop or something preventing me from getting out of this eternity of pain. I had no comprehension of anything else going on around me other than the excruciating pain and humiliation I felt getting raped by these two cruel individuals.

I just closed my eyes, let the tears roll down my face and cries fly out of my mouth, and prayed so hard that there would be something, anything, that would rescue me from this nightmare I was forced to live through.

I felt the thrusting into my vagina begin picking up in speed, sliding itself in at a much faster pace and sliding itself out far less than it was before. Tom was now pressing me against Whiskey, nearly crushing me as he was about to finish.

He let out a loud moan as I felt him thrust into me one final time, hilting me and filling me with a strange sensation. Unknown fluids were entering my body, squirming along my inner walls and coating them with his disgusting human ejaculate.

Tom remained inside of me for a few more seconds after he came, with Whiskey still thrusting into my rear from behind. "Heh... mmmm... I'm definitely gonna have to keep you around. Especially if you're so... naughty."

I opened my eyes just long enough to see him bring his face right up to mine and press his lips up to my own, joining me in a sick, twisted kiss that made me feel disgusted. I'd always have to live with the fact that both my first time and my first kiss came from that awful, awful human, and I didn't even really know what meaning a kiss had at the time.

Finally, Tom pulled himself out of me, taking a few steps back and allowing my legs to fall limp, wiggling forward as Whiskey continued assaulting my rear. It felt like some of that fluid was leaking out of my front... and worse yet, I realized that there was a subtle level of pleasure that Tom was giving me. I actually missed it, because it helped subdue the pain of the fierce Nidoking raping me from behind.

Whiskey then grabbed me firmly at the sides and forced me up and down onto his member, penetrating me a bit deeper than before and causing all that much more pain.

"Stop... please..." I begged, knowing that the only one left invading me could actually understand my pleas. "It hurts... please..." My voice was so weak that I wasn't even sure I said anything at all.

"Not before I'm done!" he answered back, adding an extra forceful pound to the mix. It hurt so bad that it caused me to elicit another heavy cry and forced me to resume my tears.

Several more minutes passed. Tom had exited the room, taking his pants with him, and Whiskey continued hammering into my rear opening... He wound up guiding me down onto the ground and pinning me there instead so he could thrust into me even easier.

The heavy Nidoking was on top of me like he was earlier, but now he really was doing what I so desperately hoped he never would. He was burying his massive phallus deep inside of me, leaving my front still dripping the aftermath of Tom's seed.

It didn't take too much more for Whiskey to finally reach his peak. The monster slamming into my backside let out a mild roar as he gave two more forceful thrusts into me, the second of which ended in a burst of warm, gooey liquid filling me up like the cream puff I was.

I felt the sticky cum invade my depths and squirm around similarly to the way Tom left me feeling, except in a different way, with a different sensation as my anal walls were more sensitive to the fluid lodged in them. Or perhaps it was just the pain intensifying it.

Whiskey then pulled his shrinking member out of my rear entrance. It was a very strange feeling, him pulling his malehood out of me like that, and it left me in a relieving yet painful way. It was such a relief that it was finally over, but the pain lingered on so much that I couldn't even get up or move even the slightest bit.

"Yep, that was good. Thank 'ya!" said the Nidoking as he swatted my ass before walking away from me.

I wasn't exactly sure where he was going; my eyes were closed and I was too exhausted to bother opening them. I didn't care. I didn't care about anything. The only feeling I wanted to feel right now was relief that that horrible, awful experience was finally over for now.

Too drained to even sob, I just let the tears soak my face on the wooden floor. Why...? Why did I have to go through that? My tears picked up as I asked myself those sorts of questions over and over, realizing that there was no answer that could justify why I was ever subjected to that cruel torture.

My heavy panting and crying began to dissipate. For just being filled by two males semen, I felt so empty on the inside. It seemed like once again, my consciousness was about to fade. I'd had enough... I couldn't take it anymore... and just like that, I passed out on the floor, knowing that nothing much worse could happen to me while I slept.

***

I woke up after who-knows-how-long to see nothing. Absolutely nothing. It was completely black and felt very stuffy. As my eyes adjusted, I saw a sliver of light peek through from underneath a door. I was stuffed inside of some sort of closet, trapped inside.

I managed to stand up, enduring the pain in my legs, back, and groin, and walked over towards where the light was creeping in from. I fumbled around looking for a doorknob and managed to find it, but it wouldn't turn. It was locked.

Not knowing what to do, I tried pushing on the door to see if it would open. No luck. It didn't budge at all. Then I tried pounding the door to see if I could open it that way. No luck either.

A few seconds later, the door clicked and then flew open. The frightening silhouette of Tom stood before me, one hand on the opened door and the other clenched tightly. "You shut up right now or I'm going to punish you again!"

I cowered and covered my face with my hands. That wasn't the response I was looking for... but at least it looked like he wasn't going to do anything else to me if I obeyed. At least for the time being...

"Good." With that, the human slammed the door closed and locked it up again, leaving me trapped inside of the dark closet once more. "And if you make any noise, I'll come in and shut you up."

The sound of the Trainer's footsteps creaking across the wooden floor signaled he was leaving the room. I heard the sound of another door opening and then shutting, most likely the door that he usually took on his way out of the bedroom.

Not that it really mattered. I was stuck in here, locked in, with no way to break free. Darkness wasn't as scary to me as one might think, as Mt. Moon was fairly dark at times, but it was just the being trapped part that caused me to worry.

Mt. Moon... oh how I missed home... I couldn't help but think what daddy would think now, shortly after he left me on my own, I was captured, abused, molested, raped, and thrown into a closet to be forgotten about.

Why, daddy? Why did you have to leave me? Why did you think I was grown up enough to fend for myself? Why?

***

The next few days passed without any saving grace from my hopeless situation. I stayed silent inside of the dark closet, listening to Tom as he would go through things in his room, shout mean things to me from the other side of the door, and head off for several more hours.

He pulled me out of the closet twice during that time, making me beg for food and resort to letting him do more awful, awful things to me to get it. I was starving, though... I had to, and I knew he would abuse me anyway... so I let him abuse me those two more times, pushing himself in and out of my girlhood in two different positions, as well as sucking on his penis once more per his demands.

It was horrible. Absolutely horrible.

After his last advance on me, he locked me in the closet once more, just as I'd grown used to. It was just another night... it was just another night that I'd grown used to.

It was just another night... just another awful night. That was what I had to keep telling myself. Someday, it'll stop. It has to stop. He has to... Someday, life will be better. Someday, the pain will dull. Someday...

Someday hadn't come just yet. It was just another of those days... The feelings I felt tonight and for the past several nights were feelings that I didn't think I'd ever have to feel.

As I stared into the blackness of the closet I was locked inside of, memories of the last several days rushed through my mind. It was almost dizzying how quickly they were going by, but equally painful reminding myself just how much I'd been through...

Just as the tears started forming again at the base of my eyes, my ears became alert and my eyes wide as I heard a distant banging sound. It felt like the room I was in vibrated a bit, but the source of the noise was still far off.

What was that? I had no clue, but I was rather worried for some reason.

As I continued to listen, I heard footsteps along the floor. The door into the bedroom opened and quickly slammed shut. It must have been Tom on the other side of the closet door.

"Dammit, dammit dammit dammit, fucking dammit, think, quick, think," the human said frantically, pacing around his room at a speedy pace. He sounded genuinely worried about something. I wasn't sure whether to be equally worried or relieved to see him worried and panicked for a change.

I opted for equally worried as I heard him pick something up, throw it across the room, and it shatter all over the room. "Dammit. I can't kill her, it'd take too long." The pacing stopped. "They'll know for sure what I did. They cannot, can-not see her!"

Suddenly I heard the worried human begin sliding heavy wooden objects towards the closet door. I saw some of the light seeping through the hole in the bottom fade. What was going on?

"I'll just have to hide her, that's it! Dammit, it's not going to work!" A lot more noise was made directly on the other side of the door as Tom moved some of the objects blocking the light. "I'm screwed, fucking screwed. I should have known that guy was undercover! Dammit all!"

It sounded like Tom was resuming his pacing around, stomping the floor and mumbling to himself a lot. "I'll just have to run, that's it. They're gonna be here any minute now. They'll track me if I run with any Poke Balls..."

I heard the sound of Tom opening up a Poke Ball and releasing a Pokemon. "Whiskey," said Tom to the Pokemon he sent out, presumably a certain Nidoking, "the police are on their way, some of the pictures I took got out and they tagged me, and now I'm screwed."

"Whadd'ya mean, Master?" asked Whiskey in his usual slow, somewhat twangy voice.

Of course Tom couldn't understand that. "You're going to stay here and tear this whole fucking house down. Just rip apart anything and everything!" He stomped his foot loudly on the ground and stopped in his tracks. "I'm gonna get the hell out of here, so I'm never seeing you or that bitch again, you stupid oaf!"

All of the footsteps and frenetic mayhem going on just beyond the closet I was stashed into was really rather frightening, but it didn't sound like it really affected me as much. The police... could that mean that help was on the way? I wasn't exactly sure.

After Tom ran over to various sides of the room, making sounds like he was picking things up, his footsteps led him over to the door he came in from. "Good riddance! Smash the whole goddamn house for all I care!"

"Master! Don't go!" cried Whiskey, taking a few loud steps away from my closet and towards the door where Tom was at.

I heard the sound of something hitting something else and then a whimper, which certainly wasn't Tom's whimpering. "Fight the police when they get here! That's an order! And kill that Brandy bitch before they ask her anything!"

That was it. The door slammed and I heard Tom's footsteps walk further away. Not knowing what the rest of the house looked like, I had no idea if he made it out or was still getting through the house. I honestly had no clue.

All of a sudden, I heard the Nidoking approach the closet door. With a click, he unlocked the door and then forcefully opened it, revealing a very menacing silhouette. "You heard Master!" he said, sounding like he was almost holding back tears of his own.

I should have been more afraid of the Nidoking in all honesty, but it was one of those rare moments in life that I actually felt empowered and emboldened. Tom ran, he was gone, he never wanted to see me again. All I had to do was just get past this Nidoking, run out of the house, and then flee as quickly as I could back to Mt. Moon.

It was no longer some sort of a never-ending cycle of rape and abuse. There was hope again. I didn't want to die, but I didn't think that the Nidoking - despite being the terrible rapist monster he was - had it in him to actually kill me. I could only hope I guessed right...

Using every bit of courage I could muster, I decided to surprise the Nidoking by being the first to strike, jumping forward and tackling him! However, as I hit him, his thick plated body completely absorbed the hit and he didn't budge one bit.

"S-s-sorry!" I cried out in apology reactively, not really realizing that apologies were a pretty stupid idea right now. Regardless, though, he seemed so dazed by the fact that I actually attacked him or something that his only response was a clueless look on his face.

I tried sneaking past him and, to my avail, managed to slide around him.

"Wha- wait, get back 'ere!" he yelled, turning around and chasing me through the door Tom fled from and down a narrow hall.

I could see the outside - moonlight, real moonlight, shining in through a door about twenty feet away! If I could just get there... if I could just...

Before I was able to even finish my thought, I heard a loud crash behind me. Whiskey must have used Earthquake, because the entire house started shaking violently, unsteadying my balance and causing me to trip.

Things hanging on the wall in the hallway fell onto me, hurting a bit, but nowhere near as bad as I'd been used to. But the real pain was just about to begin; Whiskey caught up to me and promptly crushed me from behind, presumably after jumping into the air to Body Slam me.

I cried out in horrendous pain as the Nidoking's weight came crashing down onto me, pinning me on the ground and causing a dent in the floor beneath me. The position he had me in was too haunting to me, sending shivers of fear and worry down my spine that he'd rape me again, though this time killing me when he was done.

"Stop! Ple-e-ease!" I begged, feeling pressed against the ground and finding it harder to speak. He took a bit of wind out of me when he landed, it seemed.

His response was taking his fearsome claws and pinning me down to the ground with them, then repositioning his hips. "Yeah right, not fer you!"

That was it. I could feel it emerging from his sheath and probing my back, traveling south of my tail and lunging wildly for the entrance. He was going to rape me again... Maybe I really had failed... Maybe it really was over now...

I felt him pierce my ass with a forceful thrust, causing me to scream out in pain. He had me pinned to the ground and was now having his way with me once again.

No sooner than one fair-sized thrust inside of me, though, and I heard someone shout from outside. "Get off that Pokemon right now, Nidoking!" A light immediately shined in from the open door, blinding me and causing Whiskey to stop thrusting entirely.

Suddenly two or three humans entered the room, restrained the Nidoking, and pulled him off of me. I was still on the ground, but I could hear him flailing around before giving out a cry and then quieting down.

"Nidoking has been tranquilized, it's safe to come in," one of the humans said from behind me. I looked in front of me and saw two more humans wearing blue clothes walk in and kneel down right in front of me.

"Are you okay, Clefable?" asked one the humans, a female one with green hair and a blue hat on her face. "It's okay, we're not going to let that Nidoking or Tom Collins hurt you anymore."

I looked up at the human and blinked, tears quickly forming from my eyes - not due to sadness or pain, but due to hope. Maybe things were finally looking up for me. Did she know everything that happened?

The lady rolled me onto my back and then rested me on her lap while several of the other humans ran about the house, wielding guns and flashlights. "My name is Officer Jenny. I'm here to help, don't worry."

Jenny started rubbing behind my sensitive ears, which felt rather nice, though I had to admit I was very skittish and nervous around the human, regardless of her intentions. It was just plain and simple against my nature.

"Jenny," said a man as he walked into the house from the outside, "just got word in that we caught him trying to escape southbound to Vermilion."

"Take him into custody," ordered Jenny, glancing over at the man before looking back down at me. "We'll lock him away, don't worry, everything's going to be better now."

She reached around with her free hand into one of her pockets and pulled out a syringe. "Clefable, I'm going to give you a tranquilizer to calm you down and help your body rest, alright? It might sting for a moment, but you have to trust me, okay?"

I didn't like the sound of it stinging and wasn't exactly sure what exactly that 'tranquilizer' was going to do, but Jenny didn't seem to have any intentions of harming me. I could run later... I just wanted to put this whole thing behind me.

I lightly nodded my head in approval and let the woman give me a shot in my arm. It quickly started growing numb and fell limp onto the floor. Before I knew it, my eyes were too heavy to stay open, and within seconds I fell unconscious.

-~ End of Chapter 2 ~-