{"sf1_id":214278,"sf2_id":"rn64z2ze","title":"Stones in the Pond - Chapter Five","author":"tobiasfoxx","words":4770,"posted_at":"2011-01-18T17:15:00.000Z","tags":["Bestiality","M/F","Mild Abuse","NC","Oral","Plot Development","Pokemon","Violence (Not In Yiff)","Zoophilia"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/214278-stones-in-the-pond-chapter-five","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn64z2ze","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/54/3a/543adc23-eee2-4d33-969f-be77d716dc15","description":"#5 of Stones in the Pond","content":"Stones in the Pond - Chapter Five  \n  \nAuthor: Tobias Foxx  \nTitle: Stones in the Pond  \nPart: Chapter 5  \nUniverse: Pokemon  \nSummary: Kyle meets another Pokemon \"lover\"  \nKeywords: Pokemon, nc, mf, oral, fight, beast, zoo, abuse, plot  \n  \n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  \nPrior to reading the story, there is a bit of information that needs to be known. I don't like  \nthe world the Pokémon show is based in. It is too happy-go-lucky, the-good-guy-always-  \nwins, all-we-need-is-love, kumbaya sickly sweet. That's not how things work. Sometimes  \nthe bad guy wins, sometimes the good guy doesn't get the girl, and sometimes things are  \njust plain screwed up. That's the kind of world that I live in, and that's the kind of world  \nmy stories will take place in. This is intended to be a series, so hopefully I'll get some  \ngood feedback and will post more :). Also, I've never liked the fact that every single  \nPokémon comes from an egg, so the ones that deserve live births, aka the mammalian  \nones, are born live. Also, I figure that the fact that so many kids are out there with no  \nsupervision and all, there must be a law or something that makes it so they can basically  \nliberate themselves for the duration of their Pokémon journey, so that's how things work  \nin my world. Other than that, I've tried to match the Pokémon world rather closely, but do  \nbear in mind this is a fanfic, and I've taken a bit of poetic license. Enjoy, and tell me what  \nyou think.  \n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n\u0026nbsp; Miscalculations  \n  \nThere are a lot of bad people in the world.\u0026nbsp; I've had the misfortune to meet more than my  \nfair share.\u0026nbsp; There are plenty of good ones too, but I sometimes think there are far too few  \nof them to outweigh the opposition.\u0026nbsp; Perhaps I'm just a pessimist.\u0026nbsp; I've learned over the  \nyears that you can't just view the world in terms of black and white.\u0026nbsp; Sometimes the right  \nthing to do is wrong, and sometimes to get the right outcome you have to do the wrong  \nthing.\u0026nbsp; It's a screwed up world.\u0026nbsp; I recall, for instance, the first person I met when I began  \nmy Pokemon journey.  \n  \nI had been on the road for about a week, heading towards Slateport.\u0026nbsp; It was the nearest  \ncity and the largest I knew of, so I figured it would be a good place to get some hands on  \nexperience as a newly minted Pokemon Trainer.\u0026nbsp; I remember, I kept pulling out my  \nbadge holder and flipping it open to stare at the empty slots, imagining the sparkly little  \ntrinkets that would eventually nestle there.\u0026nbsp; Psylash, Darkling, and Candi were all in high  \nspirits, just as I was.\u0026nbsp; We were finally off to adventure, off to see the world, off to find  \nour destinies and achieve greatness!\u0026nbsp; We were taking the first steps to setting things right  \nand settling an old score.\u0026nbsp; That was a second reason I was going to Slateport.\u0026nbsp; I had no  \nidea where to find the red-coated maniac I intended to hunt down.\u0026nbsp; It was logical that the  \nlargest city would lend the largest chance of finding a lead.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It was evening on the sixth day of my trek when I met the first of many trainers along my  \npath.\u0026nbsp; I was looking for a likely camping spot along the way when my trio perked up their  \nears and looked back down the path.\u0026nbsp; All I could see was a black spot on the trail and a  \nsurrounded by a small dust cloud.\u0026nbsp; Less than a minute later, I realized it was someone  \nriding a speed bike.\u0026nbsp; Less than a minute after that, whoever it was had zipped right past  \nme, leaving me hacking and coughing.\u0026nbsp; When the air had cleared, I saw him a few dozen  \nyards down the trail, propping his bike up with one leg as he appraised me with a critical  \neye.\u0026nbsp; I returned his regard in kind, trying to look older than I really was.  \n  \nHe was about six inches taller than I with dark hair that fell to his shoulders, held back by  \na red bandana, and blue eyes.\u0026nbsp; He wore a pair of khaki cargo shorts, a red vest over a  \nblack tee, and a pair of well-broken hiking boots.\u0026nbsp; On his back, a rather travelworn pack  \nhung from one strap, pockets bulging with items I could only guess at.\u0026nbsp; He was armed  \nwith a Pokenav on his wrist and a Pokedex on his belt, along with six Pokeballs,  \ndoubtless holding his battle team.\u0026nbsp; Everything about him screamed experience.\u0026nbsp; I, on the  \nother hand, was a blatant newbie.\u0026nbsp; From my sparkling new clothes to my rather empty  \nbackpack to my obvious lack of a full team.\u0026nbsp; The sly smirk that crossed his lips told the  \nstory.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Where ya headed?\" he inquired in an offhandedly friendly manner, his gaze falling to  \nmy companions.\u0026nbsp; \"Slateport?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah.\"\u0026nbsp; Not the most brilliant response of my life.\u0026nbsp; \"I wanted to check out the trainers  \nthere and see about starting my Gym Circuit.\"  \n  \nWith practiced ease, he dismounted and popped the kickstand into place, taking a few  \nstrides in my direction.\u0026nbsp; \"Howzabout I give you a little taste of things yet to come?\"\u0026nbsp; His  \neyes locked on something behind me and he gave a sharp whistle.\u0026nbsp; \"Get a move on! \u0026nbsp;  \nWe've got a battle here!\"  \n  \nGlancing back once more, I saw a charmeleon running towards us.\u0026nbsp; It passed by and  \nslumped into the dirt at his feet, for which ungracious entrance it received a nudge with  \nhis toe.  \n  \n\"C'mon, up and at 'em.\u0026nbsp; We're gonna show this newbie how things work on the road.\"\u0026nbsp; It  \npushed itself up and took a few deep breaths before turning to face us.  \n  \n\"Char!\" it offered, taking a battle stance.\u0026nbsp; I looked none too ready to fight, however.  \n  \n\"Why don't we wait until your charmeleon's had time to rest?\" I suggested.\u0026nbsp; \"Why'd you  \nhave it running behind you anways?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He crossed his arms over his chest with a deprecating shake of his head.\u0026nbsp; \"The road's  \ntough, newbie.\u0026nbsp; You won't always be at your best when a battle comes your way.\u0026nbsp; You  \nwon't always be rested and well fed.\u0026nbsp; You won't always have a full team at your side, and  \nyou won't always have the luxury of preparation.\u0026nbsp; You don't always have even the League  \nregs in play.\u0026nbsp; Not everyone follows them, though most of those serious about the Circuit  \ndo.\"\u0026nbsp; He popped the faceplate of his Pokenav and directed its sensor towards me.\u0026nbsp; \"So,  \nare we gonna battle or should I credit your forfeit?\"  \n  \nHe made sense, I had to admit, and obviously took his training far more seriously than I  \nhad.\u0026nbsp; My studied and theoretical approach seemed almost cavalier in contrast.\u0026nbsp; Still, it  \nseemed rather cruel to fight his charmeleon in its obviously exhausted state, so I offered  \nup an alternative.  \n  \n\"Why don't we do a double?\"  \n  \nHe grinned, flipping his 'Nav closed.\u0026nbsp; \"I don't think you're ready for that, newbie.\u0026nbsp; But I'll  \ngive you a taste of Road Rules, if you want.\"\u0026nbsp; At my blank expression, he continued.\u0026nbsp; \"No  \ntime limit, no field limit, no move limits.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I shrugged my acceptance.\u0026nbsp; \"Alright, should we back up a bit?\"  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n\"Nah, this'll be enough space.\u0026nbsp; Who ya usin?\"  \n  \n\"My espeon, I guess.\"  \n  \n\"Alrighty, Flare, use Iron Tail!\"  \n  \nAnd just like that, the match was begun.\u0026nbsp; I was caught off guard by the suddenness of his  \ncharmeleon's charge, but sent off a mental command to Psylash.\u0026nbsp; The gem on his  \nforehead winked in time with his response, and he dashed forward to meet his opponent. \u0026nbsp;  \nHe leapt upwards to avoid the attack, rippling energy around him to catch and focus the  \nsunlight in a Flash.\u0026nbsp; Momentarily blinded, the charmeleon stumbled to a stop, blinking as  \nit tried to focus.  \n  \n\"Behind you, Flare!\"  \n  \nHis call came too late.\u0026nbsp; Psylash landed a solid Headbutt against the charmeleon's back,  \nknocking it to the ground, before dashing out of range then coming back for another. \u0026nbsp;  \nFlare was ready for it, though, rolling out of the way and landing a Slash down Psylash's  \nside.\u0026nbsp; He let out a cry of pain and put a bit of space between them.\u0026nbsp; The pair squared off,  \ncircling slowly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Quick Attack!\" my opponent called out.  \n  \nThe charmeleon struck only at empty space, however.\u0026nbsp; I had saved up my allowance for  \nmonths to get a single TM.\u0026nbsp; It was a move every guide said was infinitely useful but one  \nthat espeon's didn't learn naturally.\u0026nbsp; Flare's confusion was therefore understandable when  \nPsylash executed a perfectly timed Teleport, leaving the charmeleon to stumble to a halt  \nin the space he had just occupied.\u0026nbsp; Unfortunately, it was also left wide open.\u0026nbsp; Flare ate a  \nsecond mouthful of dirt as Psylash slammed her with another Headbutt.  \n  \n\"Time to end this,\" my adversary growled.\u0026nbsp; \"Flare, use Fire Spin!\"  \n  \nWe countered with Confusion.\u0026nbsp; Psylash's eyes shimmered with a purple sheen for a  \nmoment, quickly fading as the charmeleon's took on the same cast.\u0026nbsp; It stumbled back with  \na startled shout then fell onto its back, scrabbling at the air above it as though pinned by a  \nlarger opponent.\u0026nbsp; Psylash dashed in to land half a dozen Bites while Flare fought invisible  \nenemies before the trainer called the match.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Alright, alright, enough!\" he cried, dashing forward to scoop up his Pokemon.\u0026nbsp; I called  \nback Psylash and she calmed, gazing up at him with piteous shame.\u0026nbsp; \"It's okay, girl,\" he  \nsoothed, rubbing her stomach as he cradled her.\u0026nbsp; \"I guess I underestimated him.\"  \n  \nMy 'Nav let out a beep as it registered the victory and siphoned some of his credits into  \nmy no longer empty account.\u0026nbsp; I was amazed to see I had won nearly ten thousand Poke. \u0026nbsp;  \nHe checked his own and let out a curse.  \n  \n\"Maaaan...\u0026nbsp; I was saving up for a new evolution stone...\"\u0026nbsp; He juggled Flare as he  \napproached with extended hand.\u0026nbsp; \"My name's Tony Hunter.\"  \n  \n\"Kyle Nurture,\" I answered as we shook.\u0026nbsp; \"Is Flare gonna be okay?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, I got a super potion in my pack.\u0026nbsp; Second pocket on the left side, if you wouldn't  \nmind?\"\u0026nbsp; I obligingly pulled it out as he set his charmeleon down.\u0026nbsp; \"Nurture, huh?\u0026nbsp; Like  \nNurture Ranch?\"\u0026nbsp; I nodded.\u0026nbsp; \"Man...\u0026nbsp; I should've known.\u0026nbsp; No way a regular newbie would  \nhave an espeon and umbreon.\u0026nbsp; No way.\"  \n  \nWith a huff and not a little grumbling, he proceeded to liberally slather the curative salve  \nover his injured companion while I checked on my own.\u0026nbsp; Psylash had a pretty bad cut  \nfrom the Slash he took, but Tony passed me the Super Potion.\u0026nbsp; A few spritzes had him  \nhealing nicely, so the rest went to Flare.\u0026nbsp; I made sure he held still while the nanites  \nactivated and stitched him back together.\u0026nbsp; My compatriot did not apply the spray directly  \nfor the most part, like I had.\u0026nbsp; Instead, he sprayed it on a rather dingy cloth which he then  \nrubbed all over Flare, except for a few of the deeper Bites.\u0026nbsp; Those got the direct  \ntreatment.  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n\"Something they don't tell you in the guidebooks,\" he explained once he was done.\u0026nbsp; \"For  \ngeneral rejuvenation, Potions work best when applied in an even layer.\u0026nbsp; You should only  \nreally spray deep wounds unless you're in a hurry.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; We spent an awkward few moments in silence as our Pokemon recuperated, until he said,  \n\"Well...\u0026nbsp; I guess you're lookin for a spot to spend the night?\u0026nbsp; If you wanna borrow my  \nbike, I know a place a bit further down the road.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n\"Sure, but what about you?\"  \n  \n\"I got a spare,\" he replied, setting his pack down and popping open one of the larger  \npockets.\u0026nbsp; He removed what appeared to be a jumble of connected metal bars.\u0026nbsp; With  \namazing speed, however, he assembled them into an Acro bike.\u0026nbsp; By the time he was done  \npumping the tires, Flare was ready to go.  \n  \n\"That's pretty cool,\" I commented admiringly.\u0026nbsp; \"I wish I had a bike.\"  \n  \n\"Well, wait til you get to Slateport.\u0026nbsp; There's a shop there.\u0026nbsp; You can get one.\u0026nbsp; Use mine  \nuntil then.\u0026nbsp; We're headed in the same direction, we might as well travel together.\u0026nbsp; Who  \nknows?\u0026nbsp; We might even get to do a doubles if we're lucky.\"  \n  \nIt was all rather exciting.\u0026nbsp; Unfortunately, I had never ridden a bicycle before.\u0026nbsp; After a few  \nfalse starts, however, I got myself into a wobbly rhythm at a slightly-faster-than-walking  \npace.\u0026nbsp; Tony kept beside me, showing off the whole time by popping wheelies and doing  \nother tricks.\u0026nbsp; With his coaching, I just about had the hang of it by the time we pulled off  \nthe trail.\u0026nbsp; The spot he had told me about was a small stand of trees overlooking a  \nflowered field.\u0026nbsp; While I set up our tents, he gathered firewood, and we soon hand a very  \ncomfy camp.\u0026nbsp; We shared a meal consisting of fire-roasted weenies and some of his trail  \nbread then sat watching the stars come out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I can't believe I got busted by a newbie,\" he chuckled.  \n  \nCandi and Flare were playfully tussling on the other side of the fire whilst Psylash and  \nDarkling played hide and seek out in the field, occasionally popping up above the long  \nstalks to snap at a firefly.\u0026nbsp; Tony pulled out his badge holder and popped it open,  \ndisplaying five badges that glistened in the firelight.  \n  \n\"Man...\u0026nbsp; I'll never live this down.\"  \n  \n\"Well...\"\u0026nbsp; I considered his position for a moment before continuing.\u0026nbsp; \"I wasn't planning  \non bragging about it.\"  \n  \n\"No kiddin?\"\u0026nbsp; He glanced at me sidelong.\u0026nbsp; \"You wont' tell anyone?\"  \n  \n\"Not if you wanna keep it between us.\"  \n  \nHe nodded slowly, then peeled the first badge from its slot and offered it to me.\u0026nbsp; \"Here. \u0026nbsp;  \nYou'd get this easy as pie anyways.\u0026nbsp; Might as well save yourself a trip.\"  \n  \nI marveled at the tiny ornament.\u0026nbsp; \"Really?\u0026nbsp; Are you sure?\u0026nbsp; Can we even do that?\"  \n  \nHe snapped his case closed and pocketed it, then forcibly set the badge in my hand. \u0026nbsp;  \n\"Yes, really.\u0026nbsp; I can always get another one.\u0026nbsp; And yes, it's League legal.\u0026nbsp; You can  \nchallenge any trainer for his badges.\u0026nbsp; It's just not that smart a move.\u0026nbsp; After all, if they can  \nbeat the gym leaders to get them, they're probably stronger than you.\u0026nbsp; Easier to go tackle  \nthe Gym Leaders than try to snag badges from other trainers.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Still in awe of my good fortune, I slipped the badge into my own case.\u0026nbsp; My 'Nav bleeped  \nconfirmation that it accepted the badge as valid.\u0026nbsp; \"Wow...\u0026nbsp; Thanks!\u0026nbsp; I dunno what to say!\"  \n  \n\"Just keep your mouth shut and we'll call it even.\"\u0026nbsp; His eyes fell back to the field and his  \nbrow furrowed.\u0026nbsp; \"Is it just me, or are your Pokemon getting frisky out there?\"  \n  \nI followed his gaze and double-checked through the link I shared with them and blushed  \nfuriously.\u0026nbsp; \"Um... yeah.\"\u0026nbsp; I had been so caught up I hadn't even noticed.\u0026nbsp; Candi had,  \nthough.\u0026nbsp; She was nuzzling at the erection that tented my shorts as Flare looked on with  \ncuriosity.\u0026nbsp; I shooed her away with a silent chastisement, and dropped my hand into my  \nlap to hide it.  \n  \n\"Hey, no worries, Kyle,\" Tony calmed me, though there was a slightly nervous edge to  \nhis voice.\u0026nbsp; \"It's all natural, right?\u0026nbsp; No reason to be embarrassed about it.\u0026nbsp; If it gets you  \ngoin, no reason to hide it, right?\"  \n  \n\"Wh-whadda ya mean?\" I inquired, giving Candi a bap on the nose to shoo her away a  \nsecond time.\u0026nbsp; The hurt look she gave me made me feel even worse.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I mean, um, y'know.\u0026nbsp; Psychic Pokemon get in your head, I hear.\u0026nbsp; S-so you can sense  \nthem and, like, feel what they feel, kinda.\"  \n  \n\"Uh, yeah, th-that's right!\" I stuttered, noticing suddenly that he had a pup tent of his  \nown.\u0026nbsp; \"Um...\u0026nbsp; Wh-what...\u0026nbsp; What about you?\"  \n  \n\"I...\u0026nbsp; I, uh...\"\u0026nbsp; Flare had moved to his side and settled against it in the mean time.\u0026nbsp; \"Well... \u0026nbsp;  \nAh, fuck it.\u0026nbsp; Look, I mean, if you...\u0026nbsp; Um...\"  \n  \n\"You, uh...\u0026nbsp; Like Pokemon?\" I ventured, glancing down at Candi and offering her a  \nconsoling pet.\u0026nbsp; She accepted with a soft mewl, sending mental inquiries and  \nchastisements of her own.  \n  \n\"Er...\u0026nbsp; Yeah.\"\u0026nbsp; He glanced at me then back out to the field.\u0026nbsp; \"You?\"  \n  \n\"Um...\u0026nbsp; Yeah.\u0026nbsp; I, uh...\"  \n\u0026nbsp;  \nHe turned back to me, deadly serious.\u0026nbsp; \"A lot?\u0026nbsp; I mean, a LOT?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah.\u0026nbsp; I...\u0026nbsp; I really love Candi.\"\u0026nbsp; My blush deepened at the admittance.\u0026nbsp; \"Really.\"  \n  \n\"Good.\u0026nbsp; That's good.\"\u0026nbsp; He glanced around swiftly as he shifted with discomfort.\u0026nbsp; \"Then...  \ndo you mind if...\u0026nbsp; I mean, you can't be very comfortable either...\"  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n\"Er...\u0026nbsp; right here?\u0026nbsp; Together?\"\u0026nbsp; I had never heard of anyone else having the same kind of  \nrelationship as I had with Candi.\u0026nbsp; Somewhere in my head it was implanted as WRONG,  \nbut I had rationalized that it couldn't be wrong if we both loved each other.\u0026nbsp; I was rather  \namazed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Why not?\"\u0026nbsp; He shrugged.\u0026nbsp; \"Not like I'm gonna brag about it.\"  \n  \nI thought a moment, then nervously unzipped my fly and fished out my erect shaft. \u0026nbsp;  \nCandi pounced on it immediately, lapping along my freed length with urgency.\u0026nbsp; Tony  \nquickly followed suit with a sigh of relief.\u0026nbsp; I noticed with further embarrassment that he  \nwas much larger than I, which earned me an arrogant grin when he took note.\u0026nbsp; Candi  \ncontinued to lap vigorously at my length, pulling a few soft moans of pleasure from me  \nand a foretaste of the treat she would eventually earn.\u0026nbsp; Tony, meanwhile, crooked a finger  \nat Flare and beckoned her over.\u0026nbsp; She approached somewhat reluctantly, which seemed  \nodd to me, but obediently settled between his legs and took his length between her claws. \u0026nbsp;  \nI watched amazed as she began to stroke along his length with those agile digits, much as  \nhe would have done himself, her thick tongue slithering against the head of his shaft. \u0026nbsp;  \nCandi followed my gaze and made a rather poor attempt at imitation.\u0026nbsp; Eevees don't have  \nhands, after all.\u0026nbsp; I petted her between the ears by way of consolation as we continued to  \nwatch Tony and Flare.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He had leaned back, legs spread wide around Flare, hands supporting him as he let out  \nsoft moans.\u0026nbsp; After a few minutes of preparation, she bent her head down to wrap her lips  \naround the first inch of him, hands continuing to stroke as her cheeks hollowed with  \nsuction.\u0026nbsp; Candi imitated the last, if not the first, and soon had my toes curling from her  \ntongue running over my tip, caressing the ridge beneath my head.\u0026nbsp; It took all my will  \npower to hold back at the new sensation, but Tony was a practiced pro at this as well.\u0026nbsp; He  \nwas only just getting warmed up and urged Flare to continue.\u0026nbsp; The charmeleon obliged by  \nbeginning to bob her head up and down.\u0026nbsp; She was able to take most of his six inches into  \nher blunt muzzle, leaving only an inch or two at the base to her hands.\u0026nbsp; Her pace slowly  \nincreased with Tony's breathing.\u0026nbsp; I myself was only able hold out for a slurp or two  \nbefore blowing my load.\u0026nbsp; Candi sucked it down with obvious pleasure, enjoying the salty  \ntaste and radiating happiness at having given me such elation.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It left us free to watch the rest of the show.\u0026nbsp; So, we were both paying rather close  \nattention when Tony's hand came from behind his back to rest atop Flare's head, and we  \nwere both equally appalled when he forced it down onto his shaft until her nose met his  \ngroin.\u0026nbsp; He held her there for several moments, her eyes bugging as she gagged and  \nchoked, releasing her only to plunge her down once more.\u0026nbsp; If not for the obvious  \ndiscomfort the act caused her, I would have thought nothing of it.\u0026nbsp; She did not even  \nattempt to fight back, hands falling against her sides as she let him choke her time and  \ntime again.\u0026nbsp; After a few minutes of this, he shifted to kneel in front of her then resumed  \npulling her against him, the new angle allowing him to literally fuck her face, hips  \npistoning against her with bruising force.\u0026nbsp; When he finally came, he held her tight against  \nhim, forcing her to swallow or drown, pressing her away at the last to let some of his  \nspunk splash against her face and chest.  \n  \nShe fell onto her back, panting and crying softly, radiating unhappiness so forcefully that  \nI could feel it even with Psylash out in the field.\u0026nbsp; My penis had withered at the show, but  \nTony was ready for more.\u0026nbsp; Without even a warming her up, he scooted up to Flare and  \nplunged himself into her cleft, heedless of her pained cry.\u0026nbsp; Candi's amorousness died as  \nwell as Tony pumped himself into Flare.\u0026nbsp; Neither of us knew the word rape, had never  \nheard of it and would not have understood if we had, but we were being treated to a first  \nclass demonstration.\u0026nbsp; This was very, very wrong, but neither of us knew what to do.\u0026nbsp; I  \nhad no experience in this kind of situation.\u0026nbsp; If he had been simply assaulting her, I would  \nhave done by best to beat him senseless.\u0026nbsp; This was something different, and I was at a  \nloss.\u0026nbsp; She just lay limp and unresisting beneath him, letting out weak cries while he did  \nhis best imitation of a jackhammer.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When at last he finished his second round, I was zipped and doing my best to pretend that  \nthe fire was the most interesting thing in the world, Candi snuggled protectively in my  \nlap.\u0026nbsp; I could feel Psylash and Darkling making their way back, upset by the feelings I was  \ninadvertently projecting, and I let them see the cause in my mind.\u0026nbsp; I was unprepared for  \nthe wave of volatile rage that slammed back at me.\u0026nbsp; Candi and I let out twin gasps of  \nshock and fear.\u0026nbsp; Tony turned to us with a start and followed our gaze, straining his eyes in  \nthe twilight to see what danger might be coming our way.\u0026nbsp; He saw nothing but my  \nPokemon racing up the path from the field and so shrugged and proceeded to clean  \nhimself up, leaving Flare where she lay.  \n  \nPsylash and Darkling were beyond anger, beyond fury.\u0026nbsp; The force of their emotion, the  \nsheer heat of their sudden unreasoning hatred seared at my mind and brought tears to my  \neyes.\u0026nbsp; I could barely keep from flinging myself at Tony and tearing him to shreds myself,  \nand I felt Candi trembling in my lap.\u0026nbsp; It was a terrible thing that I struggled to throw off. \u0026nbsp;  \nIt touched on my own feelings, recalling to me the shared dream of the espeon's torture. \u0026nbsp;  \nThen I -did- understand and felt my own anger threatening to bubble over.\u0026nbsp; Still, this was  \nnot the way things must be handled.\u0026nbsp; With Red Coat, things were different.\u0026nbsp; He was  \nuntouchable in any meaningful way; untrackable, untraceable, unknowable.\u0026nbsp; Tony, on the  \nother hand, was very easily tracked and trapped.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As much as it went against my every instinct, we could not take on Tony ourselves. \u0026nbsp;  \nThere was no telling what his team consisted of nor how strong they were.\u0026nbsp; He could  \nhave a dragonite and a gyarados for all we knew, an agron, a metagros.\u0026nbsp; There was also  \nno doubt that if we attacked him, he would throw everything he had at us with no  \ncompunctions.\u0026nbsp; It was obvious that he cared not a bit for his own Pokemon other than for  \nwhat they could do for him.\u0026nbsp; I had no doubt he trained all of his Pokemon as hard as he  \ncould, pushing them until they broke and then pushing yet more.\u0026nbsp; It made me sick inside  \nto realize it, and I hated him, but I refused to put my own friends in danger just to hurt  \nhim.\u0026nbsp; No, we would have to wait, go with him to Slateport and give him over to Officer  \nJenny.\u0026nbsp; As much as it rankled, we had no choice.  \n  \nPsylash and Darkling did not see it that way, but I was able to stop them.\u0026nbsp; I knew that  \nthey would be angry with -me- for it, but I drew out a pair of Pokeballs and caught them in  \nthe red glare as they entered the camp, imprisoning them in the nebulous confines.\u0026nbsp; The  \nhaze of rage faded slowly, but I got it under control as quickly as I could.\u0026nbsp; Tony was  \nlooking at me funny, but I gave him a weak smile and explained that I really got caught  \nup in my Pokemons' feelings sometimes.\u0026nbsp; He shrugged and dug a small tent out of his  \npack, setting it up in short order.\u0026nbsp; I had not yet used my own and was too weary from the  \nwash of emotion to bother unpacking it to try, so I just lay back and let my pack cradle  \nmy head, drifting into a troubled slumber.\u0026nbsp; I woke sometime during the night to hear  \nFlare's soft cries once more, coming from inside the tent, and I did my best to ignore  \nthem and get back to sleep, but I was unable to do so until they quieted.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; In the morning, I was groggy and still mentally exhausted, but did my best to act  \nnormally as we broke camp and headed on our way.\u0026nbsp; Tony let me continue to borrow his  \nbike and we made good time toward Slateport.\u0026nbsp; He chatted about this and that along the  \nway, mostly inanities that required no comment.\u0026nbsp; What caught my attention was the  \nmention of an \"underground\" club that catered to people with \"our\" interest in Pokemon. \u0026nbsp;  \nPeople like \"us\" went there and could rent a Pokemon for some \"fun\" or for their own  \nPokemon to \"play\" with.\u0026nbsp; It was expensive, he said, but worth it.\u0026nbsp; I made mental note to  \nfind it after I had dumped Tony off with Officer Jenny.\u0026nbsp; That kind of establishment I  \nwould have no problem trashing and it would assuage Darkling and Psylash.  \n  \nI made an excuse to stop by the police station that sounded flimsy even to me, but Tony  \ntook little notice.\u0026nbsp; He was eager to hit up the Vulpix Hole, as he called it, and waited  \noutside whilst I went in.\u0026nbsp; Officer Jenny stood at the desk, just like always, but when she  \nasked me what she could do, my voice failed and I broke down into tears.\u0026nbsp; I did not have  \ntime for this, I told myself; I had to tell her before Tony became suspicious, but they  \nwould not stop.\u0026nbsp; It took several minutes before I got myself under control and managed to  \ngabble out my story.\u0026nbsp; I made no mention of my own affairs with Candi.\u0026nbsp; I knew Tony  \nwould probably say something, but I had to hope they would chalk it down to mud  \nslinging.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When I was done and calmed, Officer Jenny strode outside and came back in shortly  \ndragging a trussed and gagged Tony.\u0026nbsp; She was none too gentle, her own anger evident in  \nthe set of her expression, but she dutifully read him his rights before shoving him into a  \ncell.\u0026nbsp; I had to stay a while longer to give my statement and had to agree to stay in town  \nfor a few days.\u0026nbsp; I told her that I would be staying at the Pokecenter for the night and  \nwould let her know about any other arrangements I made.\u0026nbsp; She asked me to take Flare  \nand Tony's other Pokemon along with me, and I agreed.\u0026nbsp; Nurse Joy did not ask any  \nquestions, and I guessed that Officer Jenny had phoned ahead.\u0026nbsp; She took the Pokeballs  \nfrom me and showed me into one of the recovery rooms to sleep.  \n  \nI let Psylash and Darkling out then, and nearly got jumped.\u0026nbsp; They were furious with me,  \nalmost as much as they had been with Tony, though it was tinged again with the feeling  \nof betrayal.\u0026nbsp; I explained to them as best I could why I had done things the way I had, but  \nit was only when I mentioned the Vulpix Hole and my plans for it that their anger cooled  \nto a low rolling boil.\u0026nbsp; It was past midnight before we finally went to sleep.\u0026nbsp; Again, my  \ndreams were troubled, horrible images of what we might find floating through my mind. \u0026nbsp;  \nIn the morning, we set out on the first steps of what was to become a crusade against  \nhuman cruelty and abuse towards Pokemon everywhere.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Stones in the Pond","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/108429-stones-in-the-pond-chapter-four.json"}}