Finding love - Chapter 1
Hi, I thought I'd write another story since I'd been a bit inactive in story writing (I haven't really it's just I have 4 drafts for stories that I can't think ideas up for XD). This one will be quite a bit different from my last one so if you wanted something like it then I'm sorry but you'll have to wait. My characters were invented by me, are property of me and has had no influence from anyone else. If you believe that they are very similar to yours then it's totally incidental.
Wasn't sure whether to call it an intro or a prologue so I stuck with chapter 1.
Jason is the Espeon/Umbreon hybrid morph. Black fur, bright green eyes, dual forked espeon tail, espeon gem on his forehead, umbreon rings around the thighs, upper arms, around the espeon gem and about half way down each of his tails (the split is near the base of the spine).
Damien is a very strong Vulpix morph but more move wise and intelligence than physical strength. He looks like the normal depiction of a Vulpix.
"Hey you gay faggot. Get back here." Came the shout from behind Jason as he ran. Panicked he used his psychic power to throw anything not sealed to the ground behind him to try and slow the bullies down. His breathing became laboured as he found himself loosing energy, and fast. He managed to keep it up for a couple of moments before tripping. For a moment time seemed to stop before he crashed to the ground, getting his short black fur dirty in the process. His rings glowing with weak light as he slowly began to run out of energy. The gem on his forehead dulling a little as well.
It was night time so he didn't expect anyone to come and help him, he'd be surprised if anyone was out here anyway. Or at least anyone who didn't want to hurt him or wouldn't stand by whilst he was beaten up. When he was beaten up that is.
Jason quickly scrambled up and tried to take off but ended up running into someone. This person grasped both of his arms and held him still, he thrashed for a couple of moments before giving up and looking up with fear in his eyes at the person, who looked obviously male judging by the muscle tone and body shape, in front of him. He saw that the other was a vulpix morph, naked from the waist up. A shocked look came over his face when he felt the other press him against his body.
Damien was walking down the street when he saw a morph like him hurtling down the street, obviously panicked. He didn't seem to notice him as he continued to run. After a couple of moments he saw the other trip, he rushed over to try and help before the other scrambled up and ran into him. With him taking most of the force of it but he remained standing as he grabbed the kids arms.
Damien saw the kid struggle for a couple of moment before relaxing. He was surprised to see the fear in the others eyes as he was looked at. Not long after Damien could hear the pounding of other feet and the kid became frantic once again. He shushed the other morph for a moment, holding him against his body as the group ran up and surrounded them. He held the kid closer to him and took a more defensive stance. "It's OK kid you're going to be safe. My name's Damien." He told the kid softly.
"Give him to us kid. Our business is not with you." One of them said, obviously the leader. A murmer of agreement ran through the group, some of the more enthusiastic ones actually saying 'yea' and 'give him to us'. Damien looked around and counted the number of people, there were about 7 of them, spaced evenly around the duo.
"Isn't this a bit much. I mean seven against one is a bit unfair, for you. You should have brought more people." He said a grin splitting his face, he normally wouldn't interfere with something like this. But he felt something special around the younger kid. He didn't know what but he wanted to find out.
"So you won't hand him over..." The leader growled taking a step forwards, obviously trying to look menacing but failing to do so in Damien's opinion. He held the kid tight against him and focused. 7 balls of blue flame appeared around them, will-o-wisp the move was called.
"Play with fire and you're going to get burned." Damien grinned softly as some of the bullies became a little nervous and backed away. Not many could produce and sustain large will-o-wisp's for a long time, especially not 7 of them. Each of the tips of his 6 tails light up with blue fire as well and a 7th appeared on his forehead.
"Now come at me." He growled as two of the bullies ran away with the rest of them charging at him.
Jason looked up at the vulpix in wonder. No-one had protected him like this or made him feel this safe in a long time. He wondered if Damien, he'd just been told the others name, had some sort of ulterior motive. Something he wanted in return for saving him. But he would worry about that later.
He flinched into the soft, warm embrace when the bullies rushed at them and he closed his eyes. Awaiting the incoming blows but they never happened. Only a couple of flashes of light.
After a moment he looked up and around at the area to see all the bullies on the floor and unconscious. With only the leader of the group having been left smoking. Jason looked up in awe at Damien, his gratitude showing in his eyes as he hugged against the Vulpix. He buried his head against the others soft chest, taking deep breaths as tears formed in his eyes and went onto the fur he was snuggling against.
Damien let out a soft comforting purr as, what was quite obvious to him now, the hybrid snuggled against him. He moved his tails round to embrace him in fluffiness. "It's OK. No-one's going to hurt you anymore." He told the one he was holding in his arms.
"M-my name's Jason." He heard the eeveelution say after a couple of moments. He was about to move Jason away from him when he heard a soft whine. "Don't move, it feels nice." The hybrid said before blushing a little and looking up at him with a cute look on his face.
Damien chuckled softly before moving back and hugging the other morph. "C'mon, let's get going. I'll carry you home if you want and if you tell me where you live." He offered to Jason a soft nod was the response he received.
"OK." He said, "Its a couple of blocks that way. My apartment is number 21 on the third floor." Jason said to Damien as he was picked up. He snuggled his head into the others chest as he was carried. Slowly falling to sleep in the Vulpix's arms.