The God's Chosen

AN: Hello there dear readers, it's DM here, being distracted with plot ideas that have nothing to do with what I'm currently working on, yet again!

This story idea appeared in my head not too long ago while I was listening to music.. and forced me to write it.. I don't know how much further I'm going to go into the story, just by its nature it has to be a long one, but I'm notorious for being incredibly slow with long stories so we'll see, won't we?

This is written in two-part sections, one that focuses on advancing the plot forward, and another that gives more insight on the past actions that affect the plot as it continues.

In this story, Legendary Pokemon have the ability to possess both a humanoid and Pokemon form.

This story was inspired by this set of lyrics from 'Hail Horror Hail', by Sigh.. listen to it sometime.

'the blood on my hands is a sign of divinity
I am not a beast, I am a god!
I'll rape your soul like your virginity
judgement will be done...'

~~~ indicates flashback
'...' indicates thoughts

Enjoy...

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The God's Chosen
by Dark Mrowlidash

Part One - Your God Commands

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The voice in his head was growing stronger.

"Erebrrr?" the companion Electabuzz inquired of its trainer, knowing that something was not right with the purple haired boy.

"Shut up!" Paul snapped, trying to clear the ever increasing volume weighing on his consciousness. "Keep climbing!"

Ever since he'd lost to Cynthia, the league Champion, in that incredibly embarrassing 6 vs 1 catastrophe, he'd felt the need to train, and become stronger. The need was burning hotter with every passing moment, and his anger at defeat was doing the same. Paul had trained ruthlessly his entire life to be the very best, accepting only Pokemon that were perfect, and then driving them onward to be -more- than perfect. Without emotion to cloud his senses. He was cold, exacting, and precise. The results he expected were delivered or the Pokemon in question was eliminated. He didn't bother with weakness. He didn't bother with anything that wasn't victory.

Yet somehow.. he'd been served a rather crushing defeat at the hands of a single Pokemon belonging to a single trainer.. the Champion's Garchomp. In front of a crowd of spectators, no less. To say the match left him stinging was an understatement. It was almost an understatement to say he was livid with anger.

And that anger had driven him to his current location... Mt. Coronet. The most dangerous place in Sinnoh, without a doubt. He'd come here to train his Pokemon in the harshest environment he could find, and not emerge until even the mountain itself had surrendered to his might.

Of course, he had not planned on some strange, incredibly insistent voice, speaking into his mind. Or this voice telling him where to go, what to do.. on a regular basis.. without pause.

He'd tried at first to ignore it.. but when the voice revealed that it could easily replace itself with screeching that nearly caused him to collapse at the edge a rather dangerous cliff, he realized that perhaps the speaking tones that occurred when he was doing what the voice wanted, were better than a howling cacophony of sounds that resulted in some kind of death.

"Climb the stairs.." the voice's last instructions were.. nearly an hour ago, and they were still repeating. Whoever was crazy enough to build stairs at the exit of a cave, certainly built a lot of them. Paul could only assume he was high in the mountains now, though the staircase continued neatly onward. The whole structure was.. unsettling, in a way. He'd never heard of a staircase that cut through Mt. Coronet, and he would assume something like that would be well known. After all, stairs were made by people, for a reason. Pokemon didn't need them. So who made this staircase, and why..?

Paul had a feeling he would find his answer soon enough.. he could see several shining pillars in the immediate distance. The stairs leveled out into a platform, perched in the mountain peaks.. incredible.

"Ere..." Electabuzz balked at continuing yet again. Constantly, his Pokemon lost its nerve, and froze in its place. Paul didn't claim to be able to share the emotions of his Pokemon, but he did know just from basic study, that Pokemon could pick up on situations much better than humans.. and that something dangerous, harmful, or even.. evil, would cause most of them to stop in their tracks.. and that an intelligent trainer could use these signs to keep themselves safe as well.

Of course, Paul was nearly exhausted from all the stair climbing, and even if he was plunging himself into oblivion, he had no intention of doing anything other than meeting it head on, at this point.

"Damn it, Electabuzz! I told you to move, now move! Don't stop again!"

The top of the staircase finally approached, and Paul leapt onto the last step.. only to be greeted with an overwhelming dizziness.. as perception of just how high up he was, returned to him.. without the rock walls that lined the staircase, he could fully sense, that they were literally on top of the mountain.. with nothing but endless chasm all around them, leading downward...

"Uhhh.." Paul felt his entire body lurch. Maybe this was a bad idea... the thought flickered past for a moment before the voice sounded in his head again.

"Stand on the blue stone."

That voice! That fucking voice that had led him all the way up here! His anger at being toyed with by an unknown presence caused him to temporarily snap out of being terrified.

"You had better have some answers for me!"

Something like laughter floated through Paul's consciousness... "Do as I command and we will see."

With a grunt, Paul advanced forward, quickly locating the large blue stone set in the white slab of rock he was standing on.. he stepped atop it, and waited...

..and suddenly, he wasn't in the same place anymore.

"What the hell.." Paul mouthed as he found himself in a sealed chamber, carved of that same white stone, but not surrounded by mountains or open air.. the place had quite a different feel.. an indoor feel, as if he was shut inside a stuffy house.. even though the sky was exposed above him. "What is this place? Where am I, who's been talking to me? It's about time I get my answers."

"Very well, Paul.. I will answer your questions," the voice replied.. sounding a lot closer this time.

"Wha--how do you know my--"

Paul found himself cut off by a beam of light, that descended from the clouds to focus directly in front of him. He averted his gaze for a second, but turned it back when he noticed a figure emerging from the light.. something with four legs.. that gracefully leapt forward, and landed directly in front of him.

"A.. Pokemon? A Pokemon has been calling me?"

At least, Paul thought it was a Pokemon. He'd done extensive study on every discovered species and this certainly didn't match up to anything he'd ever heard of. It was large.. and it seemed to radiate an aura of power around it.. Unnaturally graceful, the creature balanced its massive body on thin legs, gliding through the air.. A column of white mane traveled behind its head, and golden spikes adorned its midsection.. making it glimmer with radiance.. whatever this Pokemon was, it was truly impressive.

"I suppose I could be called such a thing. Though I prefer not to classify myself using terms that are so.. new to this world."

Paul tried and failed to make sense of that statement, and instead, opted for another approach, "So tell me why you've summoned me here! Do you want to battle me? Or me to capture you? I can tell you're powerful. I came here--"

"Because you are seeking more power to augment your own. Because you are still hurting from your crushing defeat. Because you are filled with rage over the imperfection that surrounds you and you long to correct this weakness through sheer force."

"What did you say?" Paul snapped, suddenly offended.. he didn't care that those things were true, he certainly didn't want to hear them.

"You know very well what I said. I spoke the words that came from your own mind.. that is where I learned your name, Paul, where I learned everything I need to know about you. From you," the Pokemon spoke matter-of-factly, nodding its head in what Paul could only perceive as a mocking gesture, "I've been able to feel your emotions... read your memories, ever since you came to my mountain. Your presence is strong, boy. Your anger, enough for me to sense. And I must say... we have.. much in common. Enough for me to decide.. that I would make use of you."

"Make use? I don't take orders from Pokemon, I give them," Paul stated, becoming more than a little irritated with the situation, "Whatever you've brought me here for, is going to change. I challenge you to a battle!"

"That is most unwise, human," the strange Pokemon showed its teeth in something like a smile, "I know the extent of your power, but you, are far from knowing mine.."

Paul was done with banter, turning to his Electabuzz, "Thunder. Shut this thing down."

"Ereeeee..." Electabuzz prepared the attack, focusing the electricity inside its body.. but the shining Pokemon before it was preparing a move of its own..

"Very well... I will give all of your Pokemon, a taste of.. Judgement!"

The majestic beast reared back onto two of its legs... and the sky itself opened up to it, darkening as lancing bolts of energy darted about the landscape.. somewhere in all of this, Electabuzz's Thunder attack sprang forth.. but a few stray bolts off of the gathering storm, redirected it into the air, causing it to crackle about, striking nothing... "You don't understand... but I will make you.." the Pokemon whispered directly into Paul's mind.. and moments later.. bolts rained down from the sky in every direction.

Electabuzz was struck by several of these.. fainting it instantly, crushing it into the ground with such force that Paul heard the rocks crumbling beneath it.. he aimed his eyes up in preparation to dodge, but it seemed the attack was specifically avoiding him.. he cut his gaze away from the brightness abruptly, cursing to himself. What sort of Pokemon was this?

"I am the Alpha, I am the Creator. I am Arceus, your god... And I have summoned you, because I have chosen you, to carry out my will.."

"Wha--uuuhk!" Paul went to reply, but suddenly found the air missing from his lungs, as a weight he didn't even see, smashed him against the wall on the opposite side. When the brightness of the attack faded, he saw.. a very large man, with pale skin and cutting green eyes, with a long trail of thick white hair sprawling over his back.. and golden spikes adorning his forehead like a crown.. This couldn't be..

"Yes, boy... I am not bound to one form, as you are.. well, as you are now. I am every possibility, for possibility itself is one of my creations.." the man advanced quickly, pinning Paul against the wall with his massive arms, leaning in to breathe against his neck, and.. trail his tongue over his ear.. Paul struggled in vain to get this monster away from him, but eventually settled for a murderous glare.. "What the hell do you want with me?"

For just a moment, amusement and something like.. nostalgia.. lit up Arceus's face.. "Such.. hatred. You are truly beautiful..." he spoke as his lips played over Paul's face.. he kissed along the boy's jaw and watched him recoil from each touch.. "I have decided to bestow my.. gifts.. upon you. You are my chosen one, boy.. it is you who will carry out my plans for this world."

"I have no idea what that means!" Paul snarled, but before he could speak further, he felt something like a flame, alighting on his mind.. "Have a taste of my memories, child..."

The world grew dark as Paul traveled into the mind of the god...

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"ALL HAIL ARCEUS! ALL HAIL THE ALPHA, THE CREATOR!"

Voices of every pitch and tone screamed their praises as the god sank beneath the clouds to give the crowd below a glimpse of his form.

"My lord... I beg of you, do not do this..." a man with dark blue hair, and a crown of steel atop his head, pleaded..

"He is dangerous! What good is a Creator that does not value his creations?"

"Why should you care..." hissed a female voice.. "Arceus is god.. and we are nothing.."

"I grow.. displeased with what I see, you three.."

"Overthrow..? Are you out of your mind?" a man wearing a dazzling white and pink set of robes stood with his jaw slack at the idea..

"Brother... he intends to destroy us.."

Shadows rose from the ground... "And he will do just that if he pleases.."

"Giratina... sister.. do you not believe in creation's worth?"

"We can do this.. we are powerful in our own right.. It is only a matter of time before he makes his intentions known.. I can.. feel his discontent with the world.."

"As he can feel your discontent with him.."

"You're just upset because he changed the destiny of your childr--"

"Enough! I will not have you making light of their suffering!"

"I believe I have found... the answer to this.."

"A binding of power?"

"They can be created from the essence of his creations... sixteen in total, with them, we can..."

"ARCEUS! We have come to bring forth.. our own judgement!"

Screams.. screams that cut through the sky and could only belong to the god himself...

"HOW DARE YOU! What have you..."

"And through this merging of power.. we do SEAL THIS CHAMBER... FOR ETERNITY!"

The scenes that raced through Paul's head began to mesh together into an incomprehensible swarm.. and soon, he could maintain them no longer...

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"Uhh..." Paul came to with a start, locking eyes with the god, who still had him pinned against the rock wall...

"The legendary Pokemon.. sealed you away.."

"That is correct. They used the energies of my creations to create magic objects that drain out the power of a certain element from a creature, and store it inside... they drained the majority of my power into stone tablets, and without it, they were able to battle with me, without being instantly destroyed.."

"But they couldn't kill you.." Paul spoke, looking around at the area.. "Only trap you here.."

"Indeed.. This is the first place, the place that came into being when I did.. the Beginning Dimension.. it is tied to my existence and as such, I can always exist here.. but I cannot leave it.. for I have not the power to break through the warping of time, space, and shadow, that lies at the foot of the cave... it would simply return me to this place, again."

"I passed through it."

"But you, are not me. It is not designed to prevent anyone else from passing through.. it cannot be modified without being destroyed. It only prevents me from accessing the rest of the world.. and dampens my ability to project my powers.. though I can reach out to those inside this mountain.."

"And you chose to reach out to me. What's so special about me?"

The god's lips curled to a smile, as he leveled his eyes with Paul's, looking deeply into the boy's very existence. "You remind me of myself.. You are perfect, are you not? And yet imperfection hampers your progress. Interferes.. and it makes you so terribly.. terribly angry, doesn't it?" Arceus could hold back no longer, and pressed his lips against the boy's with alarming hunger..

"Mmm," he murmured between samples of the boy's warmth.. "Oh.."

Paul merely hung in Arceus's grasp, too stunned to move.. The scene before him was playing out in slow motion.. every flick of the god's tongue, every movement of the large body against him.. he could hardly believe the situation.. 'I'm being molested.. by a god.. Pokemon.. thing..'

"Oh come now, Paul, don't put it like that.." Arceus smirked, nipping at the boy's neck, "There are those who would have given up everything, to be worthy of my touch.. And to be my chosen? There is no higher honor to strive for.."

Paul felt a clawed hand curl around his back.. as his body was pressed even tighter against Arceus's... "Besides, we can assist each other.. I know your goal is to be the most powerful trainer of.. my creations, the Pokemon.. and that is something I can easily grant you.. in exchange.."

Suddenly, the shirt the god's claws were tangling in, vanished, along with the rest of Paul's clothing. The boy's body stiffened in fear as the cool air brushed over his suddenly exposed skin.

"Wait!" Paul exclaimed, trying to regain control of his panicking senses.. "You want to -rape- me, in exchange for making me a Pokemon Master? I don't know if I agree with this plan!"

"Young thing.. Listen to your god.. This was never about your agreement."

"AH!" Paul cried, as suddenly the claws dug into his back, scratching harshly as the god thrust his hips against his, pressing his rather large arousal directly into his leg.. "Mmm, yes.." Arceus smirked and hissed, seeming to only become more stimulated by Paul's distress.

The god curled a set of claws around the boy's back, dragging them lightly over his chest, shifting their position after a while, to smooth the pads of his fingers over the boy's nipples, which caused a gentle moan to escape from Paul's lips.

"You're not used to being touched like this.. you have dreamed of it.. but you have never felt it.. too busy with your rigorous training.. to pursue your desires.. the lust that has built up within you, I can feel that as strongly as I feel your anger.. Embrace what I offer as a gift, boy.. from your god."

Paul couldn't deny that he currently felt quite.. nice.. but still, to be violated in such a manner, without his consent.. "How can you expect me to worship you, when you do such things!"

"You.. don't understand."

Arceus roughly meshed his massive frame into Paul's, rocking and grinding on the boy, causing him to cry out as waves of pleasure coursed through his veins.. the heat building between them driving him closer and closer to the edge of sanity.. the edge of resistance..

"Fall over the edge... boy.. let nothing separate you from me.. You can feel my power and my potential to please you.. What do you gain from resistance?"

"Well.." Paul thought, knowing his mind could speak to Arceus..

"Nothing.." another sharp thrust of pale hips..

"But.."

"Nothing..." another graze of teeth over soft skin...

"Ah!" Paul cried, as Arceus's hand tangled in his hair, pulling his head back, kissing his lips yet again, insistent fire flickering off of his tongue.

Arceus pulled away, just enough to behold the sight, that was Paul, undone, breathing ragged, sweat glistening on his skin, which was a flushed shade of pink.. his hair was sticking to his face, and his defiance had melted away.. barely capable of coherent thought, the boy gave in at last...

"You will bestow upon me.. ultimate power?" he questioned between pants..

"Yes.. and more, if you serve me well.." Arceus whispered softly..

"Very.. well.. you may.. do what you want.."

"I was going to, regardless of permission.. but consent does make things easier for me.."

Slender, probing fingers slid between Paul's legs, coaxing them open as they sought out their destination... Paul wondered for a brief moment, how the claws seemed to have vanished.. but not long, as soon the questing digits were pressed at his opening, easing their way past the tight muscle, inside..

The boy hissed in pain at the intrusion, as one finger pushed past.. he'd never felt anything like this before and the discomfort was increasing.. but Arceus soothed him with a few drawing licks at his neck, before continuing.. adding a second finger, stretching him.. It was painful, but the pain lessened as he became used to the feeling, and he already had a decent resistance to pain..

Arceus pumped his fingers back and forth steadily, savoring each sound of encouragement that Paul offered up to him.. his other hand began to wander on its own, finding its way to Paul's twitching cock, gripping it and stroking, instantly rewarded by a sharp keen and arch of the boy's back..

"Are you prepared.. to feel me inside you, young boy?" Arceus asked, gazing into Paul's eyes with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.. he'd never done this with a human, and he was more than a little excited.

"Yes," Paul said, breath hitching as he braced himself.. he knew there was no way to know if he was truly ready.. but he wouldn't show fear..

Arceus took hold of his massive girth, and pressed the tip to Paul's entrance, smearing the fluids that had gathered there over it, before thrusting solidly forward, directly into the boy's tightness..

Immediately, Paul's body tensed in pain... it was much more than he was prepared to handle and he nearly wailed out in agony.. but instead, he balled his fists tightly and attempted to focus down the stinging and tearing.. "Hssst..." he grunted as Arceus simply smiled.. and thrust inward all the way, coming to rest with his hips flush against Paul's... "Unnnn... wonderful.." he moaned, rocking lightly, allowing Paul to adjust, as best he could.. This was certainly a new experience worth seeking. This tiny human was providing him with the heights of pleasure.. the god allowed his eyes to slide shut as he pulled out yet again, in preparation for his next inward plunge.

Arceus started slowly, but soon, his lust overcame him, and he found himself rocking in and out of the boy beneath him without pause, growling and moaning with reckless abandon. Paul's chest was heaving, he felt like he was being torn apart, like he was on fire, like he was being destroyed and remade all at once.. and even as it hurt it felt amazing.. to the point where he couldn't tell which sensation was which, and cried out for more of.. anything.

"Oh... Arceus!" he screamed the god's name, clutching at him, his chest, his sides, anything his ravenous hands could find, he was so far gone..

"Give yourself over.." the god shouted, as even he was nearing his limits.

Paul's body went rigid, as he came, pouring himself over the god's fingers... Arceus looked hungrily down at the boy's spilled seed and came himself, a hot torrent that caused the form beneath him to spasm with the amount.. completely filled..

"Ugh... oh.." Paul gasped, and fell slack, slipping downward out of the god's grasp, temporarily forgotten in the haze of orgasm, he landed in a puddle of collective fluids, and slumped against the wall with the last of his energy.. "Oh god.." he mouthed, unable to form any other sentences.. and Arceus nodded down at him, acknowledging his praise..

"Yes... I am your god, boy.. and you, are mine.. now open your mind.. to my desires..."

It was time.. with the boy's mind so clouded from the sex, Arceus could more easily transfer his consciousness over... He channeled the dreams and memories of his lost strength into Paul's essence.. allowing him to see and feel what perfect power was once like..

"Seek.. these feelings.. this rush of strength.. resonates out there.. this will lead you.. to the Plates.. my stolen power.."

"Yes.. my lord Arceus... yes..."

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Paul stood at the foot of the staircase.. fully clothed, Pokemon returned.. before the invisible barrier that separated the Beginning Dimension from the normal world...

Somehow, this place felt different.. as if after merging with Arceus, he was able to perceive the energy that blocked the god from escaping. He could feel something pushing him back.. but only lightly.. it wouldn't be enough to stop him.

"So I'm on a treasure hunt.. for a god that just raped me.. Amazing," Paul could feel his sarcasm and ire returning to him.. "What have I gotten myself into.."

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