The Evil of Love Chapter 6

Story by PROKNIFER69 on SoFurry

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A strong human man, a cunning and perverted male lucario, and a thieving giggling female weavile all search for something in a land where men use shields and swords to protect their lives. They search for treasure, but end up with something more.


While Rulf was about to take a nap, Sarkis was down in the kitchen. The kitchen had everything needed for cooking. There was a table in the middle of the room, a fireplace nearby and a few counters to the side as well as various pots, knives, forks and spoons around the place. The hungry lucario walked over to a wooden door that led to the pantry and quickly opened it. He walked in and looked at the shelves of food and drink in the small room. He then picked up a big loaf of bread and took a sniff of it, quickly realizing it had only been recently made. He then grabbed some wine and then got out of the pantry and kitchen. He walked through the halls of the mansion as he nibbled and ate the big loaf of bread. He knew it wasn't exactly the kind of meal he expected to be eating when he became rich, but he didn't care. He just wanted something to fill his stomach for a while.

By the time he reached the doors to leave his mansion, he had finished eating the loaf of bread and quickly began to get to work on drinking down the wine. He opened up the front doors to his home before closing them behind himself, and walking off in the direction of town. As soon as he walked into town, he noticed something. "This town is dead." Sarkis mumbled as he walked deeper into the town, only seeing a few Pokemon and humans walking around the place. He walked into an inn, but there weren't many people in there. None of the people he was looking for were in there either. He quickly walked back out, and decided to get back to his mansion. "I hope things are a little more cheery back at home." he said to himself as he walked on.

It didn't take long for Sarkis at the doors to his mansion. Before he got a chance to even touch the doors, they opened up right in front of him. He saw Taleen standing there, with a smirk on her face and a letter in her claws. "Look what I've got!" Taleen exclaimed as she now grinned.

"Must be good if it has you smiling." Sarkis said as he grabbed the letter, and read it through.

'To whomever is reading, your region needs your help.

We have sent letters out to everyone close to Fordin Marsh, we need every sword and bow we can get to retake the keep that is used by many traders in the land. A runner from the keep has informed us that necromancy has taken place within the keep, and now every soldier there is struggling to fight back against the undead. We need to kill all necromancers there before they amass an army of the undead that we can not fight against later. All volunteers and soldiers will be well paid for aiding in retaking the keep.

  • From Carlos, Captain of the guards. '

"Well paid." Sarkis read aloud.

"Undead! We get to kill undead!" Taleen said as she grinned and fiddled with her claws.

"I've had enough of undead things for one lifetime. They smell, look unpleasant and... Well, those two are good enough reasons to stay away from them." Sarkis said as Taleen snatched the letter out of his paws.

"You're just a big girl! Come on! What are you afraid of? Getting your fur wet? Doesn't seem to stop you with your zangoose friends!" Taleen taunted him.

"I'm not afraid of getting my fur wet, I'm afraid that I'll lose something valuable." Sarkis replied as he crossed his arms and pretended to frown.

"Then wear a codpiece if you're so worried about it!" Taleen exclaimed.

"They don't protect the important parts very well, and they're quite uncomfortable." Sarkis replied.

"Speaking from experience?" Taleen asked before she grinned.

"Yes... Unfortunately. Now, is our handsome human up and about?" Sarkis inquired.

"He's sleeping, but we can just wake him up!" Taleen quickly responded. It was clear she was excited to go to the marsh and fight something undead.

"Let's not be rude, we can wait... Well, I can. I'm not really interested in blowing up some smelly, rotting things." Sarkis told her.

"But think! There could be a lot less attractive men and women coming down here because of the undead! Could even drive away those two guys that come around here!" Taleen yelled at him.

Suddenly, Sarkis looked a bit shocked. "Damn it, you're right! Fine! We kill the pests, get paid, celebrate with sex and drink, and pass out for a week." Sarkis said to her with a smirk. Maybe a little adventure would loosen up Rulf and Taleen.

"Good plan!" Taleen excitedly replied.

"Now, we just need to pass the time..." Sarkis said to her as he began to grin.

"You're not getting me out of my shorts yet!" Taleen exclaimed.

"Yet? Ahh, so I just have to keep pushing until you surrender to my charismatic ways." Sarkis thought out loud before chuckling.

"Charismatic? Don't you mean perverted?" Taleen replied as she grinned.

"I prefer to be called charismatic." Sarkis replied with a sly grin.

"Call yourself whatever you like!" Taleen said to him as she now walked off towards the staircase.

"Where are you going?" Sarkis asked her.

"To wake Rulf up!" she happily told him as she now ran up the stairs.

Rulf was now in his big comfy bed. He was laying on his back when he felt something tickling his left cheek. In his half awake state, he turned onto his side. A few seconds later, he felt the same tickling sensation on his cheek. He rubbed his cheek with one hand as he rolled over again, so he was back to laying on his back. Just a second later, he felt something touching his cheek again. It was at this point he began to sit upright and open his eyes, and as soon as he did, he heard a familiar loud voice in his ears.

"Hi!" Taleen said very loudly, bringing her face very close to Rulf's.

"Gah! Damn it!" Rulf shouted as he opened his eyes a little wider to see that Taleen was sitting on one side of the bed and Sarkis was sat on the other side. "What are you two doing here!" he quickly questioned them.

"Came here to show you this!" Taleen stated as she now handed over a letter to him.

"If this letter isn't about something important, I'm not going to be happy." Rulf said as he looked at the both of them, before looking back to the letter in his hands. He quickly read through it, before then looking back at the both of them. "You think I'm heading out there to slash at some rotting things and a couple of undead raising weaklings just for a few coins?" he asked them.

Sarkis shrugged before saying, "I thought you'd be interested in a little adventure."

"I know I am!" Taleen quickly added. "It's boring here anyway! We need action! And not in the Sarkis kinda way!" she said.

"I'll think it over... after I've had some more sleep." Rulf said to them both. Taleen and Sarkis then got up to leave as soon as he said that. Rulf could see from the expression on Taleen's face, she really wanted to get out and fight. He began to think that she may try to get her revenge on him if he didn't agree to go along. Rulf didn't really want to bother cutting into dead things, but it looked like he had to now to keep her from doing anything stupid. He now closed his eyes, he decided he'd tell her that they'd go to the marsh when he's ready.

A few hours later...

Sarkis, Rulf and Taleen were riding away on horse back. Taleen and Sarkis wouldn't leave Rulf alone, so he quickly decided to get things over with, and head to the marsh. Rulf's and Taleen's horses were both brown, but Sarkis had a bright white horse. The horse was one of the first things he bought, and it was the fastest, nicest looking and most expensive horse he could have gotten in Fordin. Rulf was wearing the armor he wore when he was posing for the portrait in their home, minus the black cape. He still wore his dark leather boots, pants, steel plated greaves and his chain mail body armor that was covered in thick dark cloth. Taleen wore her usual fur shorts and shirt. Sarkis was only wearing his loincloth, which Rulf noticed a while back. "Why are you wearing that loincloth? Wouldn't it be more wise if you picked armor?" Rulf asked as he looked over to him.

"I prefer the freedom, I don't want to be covered in some uncomfortable armor and be barely able to move." Sarkis replied.

"Armor isn't for everyone I suppose." Rulf said as he turned his attention back to the path ahead of himself.

"You should try wearing nothing but a loincloth, I think you'd like it." Sarkis responded as he smirked.

"I think you're just trying to get me out of my clothes." Rulf said.

"The loincloth is optional." Sarkis grinned as he heard a little sigh from Rulf.

Taleen giggled a little before saying, "Sarkis, you're a pervert! Have you ever thought about becoming a male prostitute?"

"Many times, but I prefer to have a choice in who I spend the night with." Sarkis told her.

"That reminds me! I heard of another lucario looking for you at an inn!" Taleen said to him in her usual loud voice.

"Male or female?" Sarkis inquired with a smirk on his face.

"Male! Oh, and I think he's gay!" Taleen quickly told him.

"Ohh, are you sure he is?" Sarkis asked as dirty thoughts began to cloud his mind.

"I saw him looking at some of the guys, and he tried pretty hard to hide his hard thing!" Taleen told him with a smirk.

"Hmm, how big was his thing?" Sarkis inquired with a devious smile on his face.

Rulf decided to try and shut them up before they said more things that would just put unpleasant thoughts in his head. "Do you have to talk about this now?" Rulf asked them.

"Just block us out, I wanna know how big this man is!" Sarkis exclaimed before looking back to Taleen.

Rulf sighed as he overheard every dirty thing they said to each other. He tried to block out their words, but it was a long ride to Fordin Marsh. Eventually, after hours of travel, or what felt like hours to Rulf, they reached Fordin Marsh. They now rode towards a camp filled with soldiers and mercenaries, both Pokémon and human. They wore armors of all types, but most of the soldiers wore chain mail with blue cloth over their torso that had golden emblem depicting a lion and an Arcanine face to face and growling at each other. Rulf, Sarkis and Taleen were halted near the camp by two of these guards before they were allowed to pass after hearing who they were. Rulf got off his horse, and almost as soon as he did, he was approached by gallade in a guard's uniform. "Glad to see you could all make it here." the Gallade said to them.

"Are you in charge here?" Rulf asked him.

"I am now. My name is Carlos, and we all need your help." the gallade told them as he turned around and walked back to camp.

Rulf and the others followed on. "There's a lot of soldiers here, why don't we just take the keep back?" Rulf asked the Gallade.

"Because I still don't think we have enough men. All the men we've sent to the keep have came back dead and tried to kill us, my own guards are trying to cut my head off with claymores!" Carlos exclaimed as he walked past a few big tents.

Sarkis chuckled before saying, "I'm guessing you're not that popular with them."

Carlos looked over his shoulder, back at Sarkis. "I've heard about you, don't go thinking I'm jumping into bed with another man." he told him.

"Know any other men that will?" Sarkis asked with a smirk.

"My men are not rent boys." Carlos firmly stated as he now walked into a big tent that could easily fit twenty people or more. In the tent were a few guards and important looking people, standing around and talking. "Please, take a seat." Carlos said as he sat down on a chair and rested his arms on the table in front of him.

Rulf, Sarkis and Taleen sat down around the table. Rulf decided now would be a good time to ask Carlos exactly what the situation is. "How bad is it in the keep?" Rulf asked.

"I think it is safe to say that anyone who hasn't escaped that place by now is dead. We think that the necromancer inside that keep is using the forge in there to craft weapons that are fixed onto the bodies of his minions. Don't be surprised if you find a dead guy trying to swing his new blade arms at you." Carlos said to them.

"There's only one necromancer?" Rulf asked him.

"Correct, this makes things easier for us because once that necromancer is dead, so are the rest of his minions." Carlos stated with a smile.

"Then let's kill a necro!" Taleen exclaimed.

"Very enthusiastic I see. I guess after killing a lich, this doesn't seem like a big deal." Carlos said with a smile.

Rulf guessed he must have heard that story before, he wasn't surprised. "We're here to fight. We're ready when you are." Rulf confidently told him.

"Good! We'll strike tomorrow then, hopefully we'll have a few more men for the attack by then. Meanwhile, I'll show you to your tent." Carlos said before getting up out of his chair and walking out of the tent. A few moments later, they were shown to their tent, it was quite small, but there was enough room for the three of them. There were already sleeping bags in there, so Rulf wasted no time in getting into his. After having to listen to Sarkis and Taleen all day, he just wanted to have a few moments of peace, but unfortunately for him, Sarkis and Taleen also decided to get into their sleeping bags. They were talking for a while, but somewhere in between their conversation about a nidoking's orgasm, he managed to fall asleep.


Author's notes: Now things are really gonna get interesting! Let's hope Sarkis does not lose anything valuable in the upcoming battle! ** I wanna thank BigBossSonic for editing this, and you readers for reading!**