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Deceptive Obsession	By : Hentasma_chan Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 2157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon clearly. All characters such as the OC and the tendencies of the main heroine are all of my creation. Please don't repost without asking. Otherwise, enjoy everyone! I make no profit from this.

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After the day that Zorua latched onto to Alric's sick desires for battle, the two of them did more training on wild Pokemon. Slowly but surely, Zorua devised patterns of attack that were the most effective for critically injuring, and occasionally, killing her target. To Zorua, killing and maiming meant that she would obtain more love from her beloved trainer, creating a twisted match equation that she began to live by. Starting their journey, Alric gave up on the Pokemon exams and tests and decided he would pave his own way to greatness with his now trusty Zorua at his side. Alric began telling Zorua time and time again that winning is everything, and that she needed to do anything to achieve it. It was these words as well that she began to live by.
"That's it Zorua! Finish them off!" Alric called out into the battle. Zorua smirked as it pounced and tore into Watchog's shoulder with its rabid teeth. As blood was drawn the opposing trainer returned it to its Pokeball. Zorua licked the blood from her fangs in victory as the opposing trainer ferociously eye'd the both of them. Fearing the worst for his Watchog, he felt that his words were well justified as the poured from his angry mouth.
"What the hell kind of battling is this!? Who let's their Pokemon run rampant during a battle? Can you not control it!?" the trainer yelled angrily. Alric simply shrugged his shoulders as Zorua slowly trotted over to his legs and rubbed lovingly against them. Alric reached down and scratched behind Zorua's ear for a job well done before returning his gaze to the infuriated trainer.
"I don't know about you and your Watchog, but I trust in Zorua's abilities. Me and her are in sync with our desires in battle, so their are no need for words between us. It's this bond that allows us to battle without hesitation and without mercy. Barbarous or not, there's always going to be a victor in battle, and we intend to stay victorious. Now, pay up!" Alric laughed walking his way over to the opposing trainer. The trainer growled helplessly to himself as he handed Alric his prize money. Putting his wallet back into his pocket, he spat at Alric's shoes in disgust.
"If you aren't capable of controlling it, it may just turn against you one day," the trainer huffed, turning his back to Alric to move onward. Alric threw on a cocky smirk as he snapped for Zorua to come follow him. As ominous as that trainers words were, it was that very fact that was now bringing them their success.
"That's what I was hoping for," Alric snickered as he put the money into his bag. Moving onward from Eurbank City, Zorua and Alric decided to try and take the Pokemon challenge. Knowing that not having a license would cause them to be refused, the decided to try anyway in hopes of a little luck coming their way. Both Cherim and Roxie both declined his attempts at trying to battle them, only to meet some very colorful language and arrogance from Alric. Regardless of not being able to battle in any gyms, it didn't stop Alric and Zorua from moving on. With every battle fought, Zorua grew more and more tenacious, aggressive, and relentless. It was all for the sake of her beloved trainer, who was now finally giving her the attention she so desperately desired for so long. At first Zorua wasn't sure about her raw instincts taking over her actions, but the more and more Alric showed her affection, the more and more she let go.
"I'm so proud of you Zorua, we have 15 wins straight under our belts! If we keep this up they'll be forced to let us battle the gyms, and we're going to do it together right?" Alric cheered off to Zorua, rubbing her head once more, making her sound off a happy yelp as they approached the ferry to Castelia City. Zorua and Alric hoped that the third gym leader Burgh would allow them to pass. In truth however, Alric didn't care about the gym leader challenges as much as he let on, no, he mostly just enjoyed watching Pokemon battles turn into near bloodbaths, especially from the monster in which he created. Watching the other trainer's dismay and their Pokemon's pain is truly what kept him going onward. Zorua of course was none the wiser, as far as she was concerned, these are what normal Pokemon battles were. She figured it was normal to look completely enraged to the point of violence every time someone lost.. Alric smirked as he pulled half his prize money out and flashed it to the ticket distributor for the Castelia City ferry that provided transportation to the mainland portion of Unova. Finding a nice and comfy seat for the both of them, Alric was ready to take a short nap as the ferry whisked them away to the big city. Drifting off as they were drifting away, it wasn't long before they awoke to the sounds of bells dinging to alert arrival to the port. Alric put up a long stretch as he shook Zorua awake, signaling that they had arrived.
"Hey Zorua, after we see if we can battle with Burgh, what do you say you and I stir up the local trainers and show them how strong we are, would you like that?" Alric grinned as they rose to their feet, Zorua yapping happily in response. Whatever made Alric happy, is what Zorua was determined to do. Hopping down off of the ferry, the both of them made their way into the dazzling metropolis of Castelia. Its tall buildings and narrow alleyways signaled a life of small living spaces and fast paced living. Unlike most places, cars were actually common here. Since most of the cities and towns in Unova were more simplistic, most of them don't have a use for automobiles. While Zorua was amused by all the lights and sounds, Alric was already glaring around, sizing all the trainers up in hopes of finding a quick battle or two for some lunch money. Although there were street signs at every corner, Alric still managed to get lost on the hunt for Burgh's gym. Every street began to look the same as the two began to wear themselves out from miles of walking. Finding a bench next to the city fountain, they both them plopped down to have a rest.
"Ugh...this city is too freaking big! I can't find anything around here!" Alric whined as Zorua curled up at Alric's feet and began to nap. Some local kids began to dance around where they were resting, practicing dancing moves for God knows what reason. They laid a hat down on the ground as they began to perform, slowly pulling in a crowd to watch them. Alric couldn't help but grow annoyed by the fact that they were doing it right around where he and Zorua were resting so he decided to move to a differently spot. Alric went to stand up, only have a foot being flung in his face from one of the 'can't stop' break dancing routines before him. He quickly threw up his arm to block the kick then shoved it back, causing the dancer to twirl around and lose his balance. Catching himself, the young boy turned and gave Alric a dirty look, quickly approaching his way. Alric couldn't help but to let a sick grin grow on his face as the boy got in his face.
"Hey man! You could've hurt me there! What's your problem?!" The boy barked in Alric's face. Alric took the complaint in stride, knowing that a Pokemon battle had probably just fallen into his lap from 'good fortune'. Alric tilted his head up and narrowed his eyes down at the kid. With a twisted smile he snapped his fingers, calling Zorua to his side.
"You swung your foot at me first pal, I was just trying to get up so I could move to a different bench. So, what are you going to do about it huh?" Alric antagonized. The boy snarl in his face like a guard dog on a leash, ready to beat him up in front of the crowd that was watching. The boy grew hot headed as he resisted the urge to plant his foot on Alric's throat. His movements were rigid and aggressive as he signaled Alric and Zorua off to the side away from the routine. One of the four boys began to go crazy in front of the audience, showing off all of his dancing skills like it life depended on it while the other two dancers went off to back up their buddy. Each of them gave Alric and evil eye as they passed by, mean mugging him as they met up with their friend already at the stand-off.
"Alright punk, think you can take all of us on? It time for a 3 on 3 multi-battle. Are you going to man up or are look like a fool in front of all those people?" the middle kid taunted, Alric's horrific smile grew ear to ear as he signaled for them to bring it on with his hands. Immediately all three of them threw out their Pokeballs in unison. Flashing to life before Alric and Zorua were Pansage, Panpour, and Pansear, three popular start off Pokemon in Unova for those who can't travel to a lab or pass the trainer's exam. Alric's eyes glared down at Zorua and moved them towards the Pan squad before them.
"Make me proud Zorua, tear them apart…" Alric cackled as Zorua jumped to the front line. It quickly bared its fangs and growled viciously at the three. They all looked at each other and then back at Alric, wondering where his other two Pokemon were.
"Hey dog, where are your other two Pokemon? This won't be any fun if it's a handicap if its just 3 on 1," the boy called out, only to have Alric grin and shake his head.
"Zorua is my only Pokemon, and she is the only Pokemon I need. NOW BRING IT!" Alric shouted, getting Zorua psyched up for the fight. The boys all looked at each other and shrugged. All of them were thinking "it's his funeral" in unison as they got into their battle stances.
"Pansage Vine Whip!" the first boy called.
"Panpour, hit em' with Water Gun!" the second commanded.
"Come on Pansear, light it up with Incinerate!" the third ordered.
Immediately all three of the pans surrounded Zorua in a triangle formation, setting up for their attacks. Zorua hopped around in circles, figuring out where each pan was located as they readied their attacks. A pair of vines shot out from behind Pansage as it lunged forward with a swing attack at Zorua. Zorua quickly ducked around them, now coming face to face with Panpour opening its mouth wide. As water shot from its mouth, Zorua quickly spun to the side to avoid it but now coming face to face with a pillar of fire. Like an acrobat, Zorua jumped back onto Panpour's head then launched off of it, grabbing Pansear's arm with its vicious teeth. Zorua spun and flung it to the ground, immediately releasing it to turn and use its sharp claw to cut down Pansage's second Vine Whip attack. The one remaining vine caught Zorua by surprise, clasping around his neck like a collar. With a yelp of pain, Zorua used all of its strength try and claw itself free. With every slash mark that Zorua's claws took at Pansage's vine, the more Pansage cried out in agony. Pansage winced in pain as it released its grasp on Zorua, giving Zorua an opening to chomp down on it in response. Pansage cried out loudly as it tried to retract its vine once more, only causing Zorua to tighten her bit down on it viciously. The boy quickly returned his now injured Pansage, giving Panpour and Pansear more spacing . Zorua reared back with a claw to its front, gripping its sharp claws onto a crack in the road. It licked its chops as it grinned down the other two, ready for the next assault. Their battle began to attract the crowd as the other boy finished his dance routine. It was quite the spectacle to see a 1 on 3 Pokemon battle where the 1 was actually winning.
"What's with you? You're Pokemon seriously injured my Pansage!" the boy hissed. Alric just shrugged his shoulders as another smart ass smile curled on his lips.
"Hey now, you're the one who agreed to fight me 1 on 3. How my Zorua chooses to handle the battle is fine by me because I trust it. So come on guys, quit complaining and fight!" Alric stalwartly put as Zorua made a dash for the Pansear. Pansear and Panpour split apart as Zorua made a lunge for it.
"Pansear Incinerate!" the trainer called once more.
"Panpour Water Gun!" the other ordered.
Alric shook his head at their futile attempts to constantly throw the same attacks at Zorua over and over again. Firing at Zorua from both sides, it quickly juked out of the way, causing the attacks to clash and explode in a smoking mist. The two boys held up their arms to keep the smoke from getting in their eyes while Zorua howled wildly. Cries of pain and agony were masked by the sounds and smoke of the instance, giving Zorua a major advantage in the battle. As the smoke cleared, the trainers looked on in horror as Zorua licked over blood that it had on its teeth. Behind him, panpour was a mess of scrapes and cuts, bleeding lightly on the ground. It was quickly retreated as well, leaving Pansear to go 1 on 1 with Alric's little monster. The Pansear stared into Zorua's eyes in terror. With every step forward from Zorua, Pansear made a cautious step back. Zorua's eyes began to glow an eerie blue shine as it stared at Pansear like it were prey instead of an opponent. Pansear pressed its hands to its head and began to shriek in agony. The final boy shouted angrily as he retreated Pansear as well. The crowd was in a mixed uproar; while half were excited to see the victory the other half was mortified at the gruesome display that they just witnessed. Snapping his fingers, Alric called Zorua over to him, giving her pets of praise on her head.
"Get your sorry butts out of here before I have Zorua take a bite out of you too!" Alric growled aggressively, sending the three boys who were sobbing and staring angrily at him to take off to the Pokemon Center. As Alric fastened his bag to his back, a loud, authoritative voice blurting out from the crowd demanded his attention. Turning around, they saw none other than the eccentric dresser himself, Burgh; he had a little girl yanking on his arm and talking to him about what Zorua had done as she pointed at Alric and Zorua. A cocky smile from Alric slapped itself in Burgh face as their eyes met. Alric finally found that he had caught a big fish to eat.
"So I heard that your Zorua is a savage battler. Letting one's Pokemon fight madly like a wild animal is no way to enjoy the elegance and true nature of battle. Battles are more than just a fight between Pokemon, it's a ritual of respect as well as a thing of beauty. I can't allow your vile display of poor sportsmanship go unpunished, especially displaying it in such a way in front of the young children of this city. So I, Burgh, the leader of the Castelia Gym challenge you to a Pokemon battle! I will show you what it means to truly have a battle worthy of a crowd!" Burgh's face was more serious than it had ever been seen before. Normally Burgh is such a kind and gentle gym leader who treats both his opponents Pokemon and his own with the highest respects and praise. But right now, Burgh looked as if he were a town sheriff about to round up a villain terrifying the streets.
"AH so there you are! I must say this place is so confusing and I couldn't find your gym anywhere. I am so glad my little show called you to me! I accept your challenge Burgh, I'll show you the trust and respect that Zorua and I both share at an unspoken level!" Alric cried out, signaling Zorua back to the front line. Zorua found it a little tough to move forward after the last battle seeing how it wore her out. Trying her best to stand tall, she hopped onto the line with confidence. Burgh noticed Zorua's stagger as it stood ready to battle.
"Young man, I'd suggest taking your Pokemon to the Pokemon Center to rest before battling me. Your poor Zorua looks like it's about to fall over at any moment," Burgh ordered. Alric just snickered and shook his head, laughing at his words.
"The more wore out my Zorua gets, the more fierce she grows. We've fought many continuous battles like this before and have yet to be bested. So I suggest that you refrain from telling me how to do my training and show me yours!" Alric snapped at Burgh. Burgh sighed heavily and shook his head. It was clear to him that this child before him was completely delusional. He looked down at the poor Zorua that struggled to stand then back it his wicked trainer. Knowing now that their was no way to get through to the boy he grabbed his first Pokeball from his outfit.
"Know now that I am not challenging you as as the leader of the Castelia Gym. I am challenging you as the strongest Bug Type trainer in all of Unova! I'll be sure to end this quickly, because I do not like seeing Pokemon suffer in this fashion. Now, go Heracross!" Burgh called throwing his ball to the front line. As Heracross emerged from its Pokeball, it looked down upon Zorua, towering over it like a building. Alric's cocky attitude refused to flinch as the battle begun. Zorua, anxious to try and give it her all to win as fast as she could, immediately charged forward, jumping up and biting onto Heracross's arm. As it growled and shook, Zorua noticed that Heracross's expression didn't show pain at all, but rather, pity for her from what was going to happen this battle.
"Heracross, use Counter," Burgh said casually, seeing absolutely no need to raise his voice. Heracross grabbed a hold of the tuft on the back Zorua's neck and plucked it from his arm. It then raised up Zorua and used its full strength to smash her to the ground in a vicious throw. Zorua cried in intense pain as she rolled along the ground towards Alric. Zorua's eyes caught a hold of Alric's, which were glaring down at her angrily from the pitiful display. It was the very look that hurt her the most and also the look that lit her fire of anger. Zorua clenched its teeth and trembled as it raised itself back onto its feet. Heracross stood back with its arms crossed, waiting for Zorua to make a move. Barking and howling in both anger and pain, Zorua limped towards Heracross the hardest it could to get back into the battle. Burgh shook his head with pain in his eyes as he watch the poor Zorua as it refused to back down from a match that it clearly couldn't possibly win. It went to tackle at Heracross, who simply stepped aside. Falling off its feet, it growled louder, hopping back up to go for another. Once again Heracross shifted to the side sending Zorua to hit a wall due to its complete lack of control. Alric's hand gripped so tightly that they began to bleed, furious at how pathetic his Zorua had become in this fight. He clearly didn't know that fighting AND bug types were the number one type for knocking out dark types, which would have made any normal person decline the fight. Letting out a sigh disgust, Burgh looked back to see people dispersing from the pitiful display of the battle and what it was turning out to be.
"Heracross, Arm Thrust," Burgh command. As Zorua leapt up to bite it, Heracross met its injured jaw with a strong strike of its palm. Knocking it to the ground, it proceed to hit her over and over again, sending it grinding along the ground with its final strike. Growling furiously, Alric began stomping his foot in frustration.
"Zorua! Don't be that pathetic piece of crap you used to be! Now get up! I swear if you give up on me now I'm going to leave you here to suffer on your own!" Alric cursed at Zorua. Burgh's eye's hurt from the horrific display of this poor Zorua's trainer. He couldn't believe someone so stupid and arrogant even deserved a Pokemon to begin with, much less one as rare and special as a Zorua. Ready to put an end to this, looked at Heracross.
"Heracross, Megahorn. Let's finish this!" Burgh ordered. Heracross took to the air and charged towards Zorua and Alric, its horn now shining as bright as the sun. Zorua tried to get up but cried out in pain. As the Heracross charged in like a wild bull, Zorua felt something snap inside of her, just like it had when she first attacked Alric. It was a feeling of despair, an intense fear of being abandoned that began to fuel the furious rage that it housed deep inside. After all the work and praise Zorua had put into its fighting, she feared abandonment more than losing her own life. As Zorua shrieked in pain, she began to glow brightly, blinding Heracross to a stop. Slowly, the ball of light began to grow and shape out into a brand new form. As the glowing body rose up on to its four paws, it gave out a battle cry, shattering the light to pieces. Growling and glaring down Heracross on all fours, was the embodiment of Zorua's desires. Zorua had evolved into a Zoroark to defend the desires that she held so dear. Alric gazed on in excitement as Zorua changed, giving him a renewed energy to get everything together in this fight.
"Zorua...I'm so proud of you!" Alric cheered. Zoroark glared back at him, both happy and mad at the provocation to its change. The smile Alric gave her felt warm, and it felt as if it gave her more energy to get back into the fight. Burgh watched in amazement, wondering how it would even want to evolve for a pathetic trainer like the one she obeyed. Burgh issued the order for a Megahorn once more, which shook Heracross from its gaze of surprise. Scraping it's feet on the ground, it lifted off into the air and charged once more like a bus into oncoming traffic. Zoroark's eyes began to glow as a wicked smile formed on its face. Heracross felt it's balance waver as feelings of pain shot through its head. Try as it might, it continued its charge, only to have Zoroark swiftly dodge it. Heracross tried to turn around but to no avail; unable to stop, its horn had enough force to crater the wall it was charging to attack Zoroark. As Heracross recovered, it turned to meet a terrifying face from Zoroark; licking its chops, Zoroark began slashing its claws into Heracross over and over again, refusing to stop until it was down.
"Heracross, Counter!" Burgh shouted. During one of the slash swings, Heracross then grabbed a hold of Zoroark's wrist and used its pure power to turn it around and slam it into the ground. Blood coughed up through Zoroark's clenched teeth as it rolled back onto its feet. Heracross was finally showing signs of a struggle as it took hefty breaths to regain its composure. Zoroark rose up on its two hind legs; She began to wobble and shake from the lack of balance as hard as she tried to stand proudly. Never having the ability to stand on two legs before she fell back onto all fours to maintain her balance.
"Your Pokemon can no longer stand. Give up the fight now!" Burgh shouted in frustration. Alric regained his jerk composure and shrugged his shoulders.
"What's wrong? Can't stand the fact that my exausted Zoroark is slowly taking down your mighty Heracross? How pathetic!" Alric spat as Zoroark leapt onto Heracross, knocking it to its back. Burgh furrowed his brow at the cheap trick of distracting him so that his Pokemon could gain the upper hand. Zoroark growled and barked loudly as it went to claw and bite at Heracross's odd face. Heracross then grabbed a hold of Zoroark's wrists and threw her off of him, allowing him to stand.
"Bullet Seed!" Burgh said as Heracross glared Zoroark down. Immediately, seeds of light began to fire away from Heracross's back towards Zoroark, who couldn't move and was forced into defending. Each small barrage pushed Zoroark further and further until she was knocked onto her back. She trembled and howled in pain as her body refused to move. The scrapes, bruises and wounds all over her body began to pulse with pain as she rolled back over onto its feet. All though upright on its feet, it couldn't bend its limbs to raise her body up without whimpering in agony.
"I'm absolutely astounded that your Zoroark is even still able to move after my assaults. Not only are you being negligent about its safety, but you are wildly overestimating your Pokemon's ability to handle super effective attacks. As amazing of a Pokemon as it is, I can tell you right now that it will not be able to continue. Now, call the match! If not I will be forced to finish off your Zoroark. I personally don't want to do it, I pity the poor thing, but I have to make an example of trainers like you and how much of a monster they all are!" Alric shook his head in disgust, signaling that he wasn't going to give an inch. Burgh closed his eyes, a small tear edged out of the corner of his eye before returning his sights to the battle. Hesitating to call the order only for a moment, Burgh then grabbed a hold of his words.
"Heracross, Close Combat!" Burgh issued the command like an executioner. Zoroark squinted it's wounded eyes in complete torment; all it could see was a flying blue blur as it quickly approached her. The blur then turned clear as Heracross met her nose with a strong punch. Zoroark tried to scratch and crawl away from Heracross, only to have its back and side pounded on with a flurry of blows like a punching bag. Tears began to well up from Zoroark's eyes as she watch Alric, the one she gave her life for to please, walk by her, Burgh, and leave the battlefield. She howled desperately and raised one claw up to grab Alric's leg. Alric simply glared down at her like a piece of garbage and groaned loudly. He shook her paw free of his pant leg and kicked it aside.
"You are useless…" Alric growled as he walked away. Those were the last things that Zoroark heard as she began to lose consciousness. The last thing she saw was Alric disappearing through the crowd as a team of Audino's quickly approached her with a stretcher. Her sad face turned to one of furious anger before she finally lost all of her strength, blacking out. Zoroark found herself sitting in complete darkness. Without warning, all of the cruel and kind words of Alric began to scream, filling her mind with complete a complete madness of words flying around like bees. She felt it all as if she were in a torture chamber, with all the words being scream acting as tools of torture. She felt her body physically scream out in pain, she glared around in the darkness, trying to find the source of the voices only to find more and more darkness around her. Finally, the image she last saw of Alric appeared in front of her. She watched in frustration as he shoved her off and walked away. After he was gone from sight she began to tremble and howl like a mental patient, all of the stinging words, visuals, and intense finally breaking her mind apart. Alric's final words, "You are useless…" edge into her ears like needles, causing her to shoot wide awake in the medical hammock that she had been placed in.
With a setting sun from another day shooting through her window, she looked around wildly, trying to analyze her surroundings so that she could try to ease up. She felt her heart pound in her chest, feeling like it was being strangled as panic surged through her system like electricity. Trying to move from the bed she howled out in intense pain. Re-analyzing herself, she saw patches of fabric all over her cuts and wounds that she had received from her last humiliating battle. Looking around then looking down at her paws, she couldn't help but to whimper and cry; she found herself all alone. The one thing that she fear more than death itself had now plagued her soul; She had been abandoned. As her tears began to fall, her sadness slowly grew into frustration as she visualized everything she had done for Alric to make him proud. Then that frustration soon grew into hate as she remember the feeling of every kick and hit into her system no matter how hard she tried. The harder she tried for Alric the harder she was left falling to the floor by him, leaving her a broken mess on the floor. As she visualized his final words, her eyes grew cold, and lifeless. Her body felt like it was going numb. The feelings of pain she had been devoured by suddenly vanished like a blown out candle. Her heart felt like it was on fire, constantly being fueled in her chest the more she thought about Alric. She paused for a moment then looked down to stare in confusion at her claws; they were now in the shape of a human's hands. She felt over her body, soon realizing that something wasn't quite right. She looked into the small nightstand mirror next to her hammock only to see Alric staring her in the face. She jumped and growled viciously at the mirror, but at a second glance, she realized that it wasn't really Alric, it was her starring in the mirror. As she let Alric leave her mind, she then shifted back into her normal form. She laid back in the hammock for a moment to let her racing heart rest, slowly realizing something new that she could do. A toothy grin formed behind her lips as she made sadistic growling noises that resembled laughter. Only one thing was on her mind now, it was the original instincts that both scared her yet made Alric so proud. It was the thought...of killing.
"I'm coming in to check on you Zoroark," the kind voice called through the door. As she turned the knob, the shattering sound of glass echoed on the other side, causing her to throw the door open quickly. All that was left were bloody bandages on the freshly used bed with the window above it shattered into a million piece. Small streaks of blood were on the jagged edges of the windows shards, a trail of it vanishing into the grass out the window. The nurse stepped and covered her mouth as she cried out, quickly charging out the door and crying out for the doctor inside the center.
"Damn it! I can't believe how badly I was beat. Tch...it was all Zoroark's fault, it's not my fault that she can't battle worth a damn!" he said to himself. Unlike normal internal conflicts, he did hold himself somewhat accountable for what had transpired in the city or anything for that matter. His whole perspective on life had twisted to the point to where nothing could possibly be his fault. It wasn't until he approached the Pokemon Center to rest the following day that he was shooed away by police, stating that he was suspended from visiting Castelia City for a whole month. It was to be expected, but it only served to piss him off even more. As day turned to night, It seemed like forever as he made his way all the way home; it was easily 8 hours from the city to his home. Knowing the front door of his home would be locked He briefly thought about what could happen to Zoroark, then shook it from his mind. As he jumped the fence into his backyard, and glared at the ground where Zorua would run and play, where she suffered from his wrath, where she attacked him just the other day. In frustration he picked up a sizeable rock and threw it into the forested area behind his yard. Sighing heavily he turned to reach under his doormat for his spare key to get into the back door. Suddenly, a rock smacked right into the back of his head, causing him to blow up in a raging fit.
"WHO THE HELL IS THERE?! COME OUT!" Alric yelled. He slowly approached the supposed source of the trajectory, his eyes swooping around in hopes of finding the source. Suddenly the sound of emergency sirens rung through the area, slowly heading his way. As his attention turned the other sirens, some broken branches sounded to his front. He shifted his eyes to back in front of him where he was met with a disturbing sight. A pair of sharp, blue eyes were glowing from within the forest, slowly increasing in size as it grew closer. Alric's eyes opened wide as Zoroark's terrifying face emerged from the darkness. He cried out like a girl as he tried to turn to run, only to hear shrieks in his head that paralyzed him with fear. His face began to distort with the worst fear for he had ever felt in his life. He couldn't move. There was no escape as Zoroark moved in front of him. She leaned down to his face until she was centimeters away from his own, smirking with her eyes wide open.
"Z-Zoroark I-I'm so sorry! I'm so so sorry! I-I shouldn't have treated you like that! P-Please forgive me! I b-beg of y-you!" Alric pleaded like a scared little girl. The noxious smell of his urine pouring onto the ground steamed up in front of her as her eyes grew brighter. She dug her claws from her left paw into his shoulder, causing him to scream in pain as she pushed his back to the ground. Zoroark crawled over top of him until she was practically straddling his waist. Crude human laughter leaked from her mouth, causing Alric's to shake violently and sob like a lost child. She then raised up her claw and without hesitation, and then jammed her claw into Alric's neck, causing a splash of blood to fly off onto her face. The awful gurgling sound of blood oozed out of his lips as he struggled to breath and speak, his face slowly growing pale and bloated. With another gruff snicker Zoroark began to drag him off to the woods as he croaked and gag'd. She left him up against a tree out of view, the very same tree that the both of them used to nap under when they were both in a happier time. As she re-approached the edge of the forest leading to his yard, flashlights shined into her face, catching her off guard. Immediately she thought of Alric as she had before, which caused her body shape shift. They lowered flash lights to her chest which was now the same as the clothes that Alric was wearing at the moment. Moving in between the two officers, a female approached, the name Officer Jenny was on her badge.
"Excuse me. We are on the lookout for a crazed Pokemon in the area that we believe has gone completely feral. We are in pursuit in catching it and sending it into extreme Pokemon care to try and attempt to domesticate it so that it won't be harmful to others. It's a female Zoroark that escaped a Pokemon Center within Castelia City. Have you seen the Pokemon? You are its trainer right?" Jenny interrogated. Barely able to hold her form, she put on an innocent smile and looked Officer Jenny dead in the eyes.
"She...went….that….way…" her voice croaked pointing back to the road. Speaking like a human was like having nails slashing across her vocal chords. It stung to say the least but she had to do everything in her power to remotely sound like him. Officer Jenny then smiled and wrote down some notes in a notepad.
"Thank you for your cooperation, if we find your missing Zoroark, we'll be sure to contact you first. Have a pleasant evening," she said as she turned and retreated with the two other officers with her. With a hefty sigh of relief she changed back to her normal form, now encroaching back into the forests again. Her heart raced faster than any Pokemon could ever hope to run. She felt it beat in her throat like a drum while it was accompanied with the feeling of adrenaline shaking her entire body with excitement. What a wonderful thing that she discovered she thought. It felt like the first time Alric showed her any affection, except amplified to the 10th degree. She then returned back to the forest where Alric was almost at his last breath. With blood oozing from his throat and mouth, his tears drizzled down his face endlessly as she shifted back into his shape before his terrified dead fish eyes. With a devilish smile on her face, she moved her lips right next to his ear. A few gruff snickers lead into her words.
"You are useless…" she said in a scratchy whisper as he gagged to death. She couldn't contain it anymore as she began cackling maniacally. With his now pale body and cold lifeless eyes gazing back at her she shifted back into the shape of a Zoroark and grazed her tongue over her vicious set of sharp teeth as she took in the gorgeous moon that had accompanied her on her greatest of nights.
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