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One Way Out

Hey guys, it's PokeCJG here, I recently came up with the idea for this fic a few days ago. I noticed the lack of Prison-themed Fanfics in the Pokémon community, and decided to cook something up to change that. I hope you guys enjoy this, as it will be a long project!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon, but I do own the Original Characters in this story.

I lived in Castelia City for as long as I could remember, and for most of my life... I had done nothing but steal to make a living, as I had no parents to teach me right from wrong. Employment didn't want my kind, as I was too out of line... Too snarky... and to some, I was just downright unlikeable... That's when I turned to a life of crime.

Most of the time, I stole little things like bread and berries, but one day, a Seismitoad saw my job and approached me, and offered me a job in his organisation. He asked me what my name was... and I told him with a tone as cold as ice: "Vito." He took a liking to my attitude and let me in. After that, life started to get a bit easier, with an actual house, a feel power, and a caring boss. Someone actually appreciated my talents, and that was all my child self wanted!

That however, changed one day when he gave me a task. A BIG task. This was new to me, and so I treated it with caution. I was supposed to rob a jewellery store, and make off with as many diamonds as possible. Usually I picked pockets and stole FOOD. Never before had I looted treasures. Fortunately, he gave me a Luger pistol to make sure I got out alive.

The job went mostly smoothly, with the guys at the store handing over the goods almost immediately after I pulled out the Luger, but I was stupid enough to exit the store in the clear eyesight of the cops. The second they saw me with the bag in hand, they knew something about me was wrong... And then one of those officers blew a whistle and gave chase.

"Hey, I think he went this way!" A voice behind me shouted to what was presumably his partner. I was sprinting for my life, with a bag of loot slung over my shoulder. This bag would be the one that would ultimately land me in the hellhole that I currently reside in.

I sprinted frantically, losing my energy gradually, and those two officers we catching up fast. One officer was a Meowth who blew his whistle like mad the second he saw me with the bag, and gave chase. Accompanied behind him was a Grovyle, who was slightly heavier than the average pokémon, as shown by the constant huffing and puffing of the gecko. "Stop! I said, stop!" he cried again.

The Meowth's words didn't change my speed at all. Due to being a servine, speed was normally my strong point. But that damn bag was too heavy for a lithe Servine like me! I soon found out the hard way by taking a sudden turn into an alleyway, and upon running down said alleyway, I was greeted by a metallic wall which knocked me to the floor like a sack of potatoes. The bag itself went flying in the air, and went over the fence.

Silently cursing to myself as I heard the footsteps grow louder and louder, I hastily got up and tried climbing the fence. I was halfway up, when I heard a deafening, rage-filled bellow: "DON'T FUCKING MOVE!" soon followed by two clicks. My blood turned to ice in a near instant.

I slowly turned to face the source of the bellow, and two figures greeted me, the same two I had been running away from. The Meowth had an M1911 pistol aimed at my body, and gave a cold look of sheer determination. He wasn't gonna let me get away. No way.

Beside him was the Grovyle - burlier than typical Grovyles - trying to catch his breath as one paw held a baton, made of blunt wood. Once again, the Meowth commanded: "Get off the fence and place your hands in the air! You keep climbing, and I'LL SHOOT YOUR ASS TO HELL!" Not having much of a choice, I slowly jumped off the fence, slowly placing my hands in the air.

I'd forgotten about the Luger in my right hand, and the Meowth called me on that. "Drop the gun! I don't wanna have to shoot ya! You're worth too much goddamned paperwork for me to shoot your scaley ass!" What a charming pokémon... But nonetheless, I dropped the Luger and place my hands in my air, knowing that they had got me.

The Meowth then got behind me and out of the blue, he gave me a powerful shove into the Grovyle's path, who anticipated this and he dealt an almighty blow to my stomach, and as you may expect, I doubled over in the sharp pain that greeted me. The Meowth laughed heartily as he kicked me in the back; I was on my stomach in that point, trying to cope with the pain.

"Consider yourself under arrest, grass-ass!" The meowth said in a snide, boastful manner. The grovyle then shoved my hands together, and cuffed them with together with a cold metal. But then, the grovyle came over to my line of sight, and glared down at me.

After an awkward moment of us staring at one another, he finally let open his mouth, and spoke with a deep voice: "Night night," and he stomped me in the head with his right foot, sending me into unconsciousness.

I spent about a month in the local police station, just sitting in a cell with some poor fools who were drunk 99.99% of the time. I tried to pass the time in that small cell by staring at the wall, examining the fellow cellmates (who were usually passed out in a drunken heap), and surviving off of sorghum, wheat and magikarp tails. These things tasted too salty most of the time, and the water was a must-have in order to swallow it. Things didn't pick up until one day, my boss sent me a letter, saying that he got me a lawyer for my upcoming trial, and that he was proud of me for at least trying.

About a week later, I was called up for my trial at the court. I was in Shit's Creek, but at least I had a paddle. The lawyer I had was good, but soon it became clear that he couldn't save me. It was a lost cause from day one. Two months down the line, they handed down the verdict.

"Vitorio Angelo, for your crime of stealing over seventy thousand pokedollars worth of jewellery, and for causing five thousand dollars worth of damage to private property, this court sentences you to eleven years in a Federal Penitentiary Facility. May Arceus have mercy on your soul." and then I was pulled out of the dock, handcuffed and thrown onto a bus outside the building.

On this bus, were several pokémon, all handcuffed and staring directly ahead of them. They ranged greatly in size. From small Patrats to huge Emboar. I was shoved into a seat by a policeman on board, and sat next to me was a large Samurott, but once I looked at him, he paid no attention. The expression on his face was one of steel. After a while, I slowly faced the front. The bus driver got on board and started the journey to what was presumably the 'penitentiary'.

After about an hour, the bus started to slow down, and in the distance, a building came into view. This building looked huge, and offered a miserable, dank, and dismal look to it. A fitting look to such a horrid prison. A few passengers on board looked out the windows to see it, but they were shoved back into their seats by the police staff on board. Then... we stopped.

The bus had stopped just outside the building, and several dozen pokémon were to our right, enclosed in caged fencing. This was probably the de facto welcoming committee, consisting of thieves, rapists, murderers, and the like. As soon as the bus door opened, the pokémon on the first rows were shoved off, and were greeted by several large pokémon lunging at the cage fencing, growling and murring lecherously at the "fresh meat".

As I looked at those new arrivals lining up in front of the prisoners, I was suddenly grabbed by an officer and thrown off the bus. I landed in a heap, and this attracted several cheers and whistles from the delighted prisoners. Unbeknowst to me, they had spotted a submissive-looking pet.

After the bus was emptied, a Monferno walked in front of us and commanded: "Okay, new arrivals. Form a single file line and follow me. And NO monkey business, or else!" We simply did as we were told, as we started to hear the jeering, catcalling and taunting coming from the prisoners. The Mankey in front of the line was nudged by the Monfeno and the trek to the building began.

As we walked slowly into the building, we saw several guards lined up each side of us, armed with M1 Garand rifles. Behind them; the prisoners who glued their paws and claws to the fence and taunted all sorts of obscenities. I shot ONE look at them, and was greeted by an Aggron and Feraligatr, each giving me a lustful smirk before the Aggron pointed at me and whispered to his companion. They wanted me.

Then, the line stopped just at the doorway, one of the newcomers was stalling. He was a weak-looking Bayleef, shaking with fear. The Monferno saw the stalling and barked at the grass llama: "You wanna cause problems, you son of a bitch?!" This comment only worsened the shock of the Bayleef.

"N-No, please! I don't wanna go in..!" he said in a near whisper to the Monferno; But this drew no sympathy from him. He simply snapped: "What's the matter? No speaka da English?" He then drew out his baton, "Here, let me teach you!" and then the Monferno smacked the right leg of the Bayleef, who fell over, and smacked him one again in the chest. Each blow generated a cry of pain from the grass type, and once the fire monkey was done, he picked the Bayleef up by the neck and shoved him into the building, barking: " MOVE IT."

After this, I shot the Monfeno a disgusted look, and he walked up to me, saying: "Hey smartass, don't make me repeat myself!" And then he belted me in the gut with his baton. "Back in line!" This blow caused me to fall over, and this generated a cheer from what I assumed to be the same guy who stared at me earlier. As I looked up, I was greeted by a punch to the face, and was grabbed by the Monferno and thrown into the building as well.

Soon, I was greeted by the owner of this wing of the prison, and he basically told us that our asses belonged to him, and that if we fucked with him, he'd make our lives as friggin' miserable as possible. This little rant lasted for about twenty minutes, and we were finally freed of our tight handcuffs.

We were brought into the mess hall, and were given dinner. It consisted of cold vegetables, a meat which was dry as a desert, and a glass of water. It was as bland as you think it'd taste. But eh, it was either that, or go hungry, and I'm already lithe enough.

About an hour later, we were placed into these orange jumpsuits. They were oversized, and smelt like sweat. I looked down and noticed a number on my right chest. Number 879. That's when it hit me. I was no longer a free man, I was the property of the police.

After another speech from the prison warden, we were finally escorted to our cells. I walked past on the second floor of the cell building, and was greeted by several large pokémon, each staring at me with intent, some even giving lustful growls... I was gonna be _really_popular here, by the looks of things...

But just before I got to an open cell, a hissing voice stabbed into my mind. "Mmmm... I can smell you, snake boy... And you smell good..." I turned around, and saw a huge Haxorus staring at me with a heinous smirk.

I continued to stare at him, before I was smacked forward by an officer accompanying him. "Hey! You two can have your fun tomorrow in the showers!" Cocky little bastard...

Soon the officer in front of me stopped, and directed me right, into an open cell. He jokingly said: "Welcome home, grass ass... Now get in." and then he shoved me into the cell and closed the door, locking it shut. And in front of me... was a large Samurott. He looked about seven or eight years older than me, and greeted me with a strangely bright smile.

After a minute or two of staring at each other, the Samurott finally asked me: "Are you new to this place?" I replied by saying, "Yeah. First day in this lovely new place..."

The Samurott chuckled at for a few seconds, before walking up to me and locked his gleaming ruby eyes with mine, and spoke ever-so-calmly:

"Welcome to Hell."

So that was the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading it, and make sure to leave some feedback! Just make sure you give constructive criticism!

Until next time, have a nice day! ^_^