The Path of Sacrifice

All: Yes guys, Aerodactyl. Its logical to assume that Erika took the Old Amber and revived the pokemon, hoping for one that was grass, and decided the next trainer to beat her would get it. :P That\'s my story and I\'m sticking to it. xD



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"Whoa! I haven\'t seen one of those in forever! They\'re supposed to be extinct!" Gary exclaimed, marvelling at the massive stone bird. It was brilliant. "Wow, that thing\'s massive...That\'s at least four feet larger than any other Aerodactyl I\'ve seen. It\'s got a wing span almost as wide as an Onix is long! "



"Aerooooo." the pokemon called out, noticing the humans marvelling at him. They were seeing his large wings, his powerful jaws, and his large size. They saw how wonderful he was; clearly these humans weren’t as stupid and ungrateful as the one that he’d been given to. His human, whichever of the two before him, seemed to know exactly why he was a perfect pokemon. Sure ice hit him a little hard, sure he was the only rock type that could get hurt by electricity, but lo, a human had realized his potential. His existence spending time in that damn pokeball after waking up as a young one in that odd building, listening for hours and hours to the scientists yammer on about this and that. It was boring, yes, but he had been given intelligence. They say the things a baby pokemon hears sets who they are, and if that was true, the damn Gym Leader being late was something that held his greatness. That must have been the trade off for being cooped up for days, weeks, MONTHS! No, it was not an overstatement, he had in fact been cooped up for a long time. Since his birth, he’d only been sent out perhaps twice, both by accident. He’d sought to fly off, but that damn Erika and her grass friends cast him crashing into the dirt both times with a ‘you silly pokemon’.



“SCANNING!” The large bird shifted its eyes downwards. That little necklace was – talking? “Skipping previously scanned pokemon, and contained pokemon. The following pokemon are present; Aerodactyl, revived January 6 th 2008, Male. This pokemon is of level 30 with a Bold nature and the following moves, Dragon Breath, Earthquake, Fly, and Ancient Power.”



“Well, looks like Erika did some customizing of her own! I guess she must have wanted to entrust a good pokemon with good moves to a good trainer. You must have really wowed her, Angel.” Gary spoke, glancing up and down the bird. “Do you have any idea how amazing that pokemon is?”



“I guess I’ll find out!” she replied, placing her hand on the ball to call it back. “Okay you, we need to get moving! I’ll let you out later, okay?”

“AERO!” he shouted, taking wing with a mighty thrust of his webbed appendages. He wasn’t going back in that thing!”



~Stop!~ Moonlight spoke, into the mind of the Aerodactyl. ~You must listen to your trainer!~ Where he had gained the ability, he wasn’t sure. But, apparently, he did.

~I DON’T WANT TO GO BACK IN THAT THING! YOU HEARD THE VOICE, I’VE BEEN IN THERE A YEAR.~ So, he wasn’t the only one, Moonlight mused, as the gargantuan bird flew higher and higher.

“HEY!” Angel shouted, throwing the ball towards the vanishing pokemon. The ball successfully reclaimed the pokemon, but as it fell back into her hands, it began shaking violently.



~He is not happy.~ Moonlight spoke, even if Angel couldn’t hear him.

“Hey – who said that?” Angel replied, glancing around. “Who isn’t happy?”

“What are you on about, Angel?” Gary replied, looking at her like she’d lost it. “Your pokemon is trying to break that ball – I’d let it out again. Or you’ll have a hard time catching it again.

~He has been sealed in there for a year almost...~ Moonlight tried once again, looking up at his trainer. How was this possible? No pokemon could talk to humans! Then again, he never actually tried to talk to her before, aside his little mewling of his name, and it seemed, not very many pokemon could. Again, Angel’s head glanced around.

“Who IS that?”

~It is I, Angel. Its Moonlight.~ She glanced down at the pokemon, whom looked at her intently.

“You? How are you?...”

~I am not entirely sure, but now isn’t the time to talk about this. Send out the pokemon before he breaks that ball! If he tries to get away, I will stop him.~

“Right. GO, AERODACTYL!” Angel called, tossing out the violently shaking pokeball. The large pokemon appeared, and promptly began flapping it’s wings like a caged bird in a cage far too small for it.

“AERO!” he bellowed at her, his eyes glowing with anger. How dare she call him back like that!? Acting quickly, Moonlight leapt up on the bird’s tail, and landed himself squarely on the large pokemon’s shoulders.

~GET OFF, CAT!~ he snapped, flailing his wings in an attempt to shake Moonlight off. The upwind whipped through Celadon, almost as if a Hurricane had struck.

~I will not hurt you, but I cannot let you get away!~



“Aero, STOP! I will keep you out if you calm down! Don’t make me KO you to control you!”

“AERODACTYL!” the pokemon screamed, hovering a few feet off the ground as it flailed about to shake off the damn cat. No human was going to tell him what to do! Up and up he went, inching higher and higher in his bucking flail.

~She is your TRAINER! You are OATHED to listen!~ Moonlight spoke, holding on for dear life.

“AERODACTYYYYYYYYL!” he yelled, finally giving up on shaking Moonlight off, and simply started to fly away. If that little cat wanted to come, he was going to be up there a while.



“Moonlight, Psychic!” Angel called out, as Moonlight himself began readying the attack. It didn’t take long before the beam of mental energy slammed into the back of the head of the Aerodactyl, but he’d gained a few feet, and the attack didn’t seem to affect him much. Without waiting for Angel’s command, Moonlight launched another Psychic, then a third, until finally the big bird’s wings collapsed, and his eyes became swirly. Belly first the pokemon began to fall, his wings flapping helplessly in the wind.

“I’m sorry Moonlight! AERODACTYL, MOONLIGHT, RETURN!” she called out, throwing both balls into the air. She couldn’t let either just slam into the earth, and simply recalling the Aerodactyl would be pointless for Moonlight. Angel holstered the Aerodactyl, but immediately cast out Moonlight, who came back onto the ground shivering a little. The black void within the balls were just far too scary for the Brave-Natured pokemon.

“Well...” was all Gary could muster, frowning at the whole scene. Why that pokemon was disobeying at level thirty when Angel had three badges was beyond him.



“I’m sorry Moonlight, I had to. I couldn’t let you slam into the ground!” Angel spoke, kneeling before the pokemon as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Moonlight rested his head on her shoulder.

~I understand, Angel. It is fine.~ he reassured. How funny; he was reassuring her, while she was doing the same for him.

“What do you think we should name this guy?” she spoke, leaning back to sit on her knees.

~...What about Anarchy? It fits him...~ Angel giggled. It was true.

“Okay. Anarchy it is.”

“Geez. I feel like I’m on one end of a phone conversation, here...” Gary commented, crossing his arms over his chest. “But how do you plan to control that thing?”

“I’m not entirely sure,” Angel spoke, standing up to face Gary. “He seems more angry than anything else. I don’t want to cram him in that pokeball all the time, but I can’t have a pokemon with a 20 foot wing span floating after me like Moonlight can. I’d never get him in to the poke marts or the base or anything. I hate to say it, but I have to break Anarchy. If I want to keep him, I have to control him and I have to break him. I hate saying that, but it’s not like he’s a three foot tall Umbreon...”



“No, I guess not. He’ll have to learn to be used to being in that pokeball sometimes. I guess being crammed in there for a year someodd will mess with a pokemon’s brain though.” Gary commented, as he glanced over to game corner. “I know. We’ll go check in like we were told, and then why don’t we go buy an iron ball? Those things are heavy, and if Anarchy has one on, he can’t just up and fly away, and they don’t exactly run fast. Then you can strap it on his leg, and all he can do is hop and walk. I’m sure if we give him some time away from the ball, he’ll come around.



“Okay. Giovanni said that we didn’t have to show up at the base for a while, but we still have to sign in at the hide out here. Maybe we can take a holiday or something. Fuchsia has the ocean nearby and the gym, maybe we can go into the Safari Zone and let him hop around.”



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“Ello ello ello!” the Cockney Rocket exclaimed, spotting Angel and Gary wandering into Game Corner. He was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, not the usual black rocket duds. “Right this way luvs!” he spoke, pressing a button under a poster at the back of the room. A sheet of metal colored like the floor slid back, and revealed a stair case heading down. Once they were inside a large room with many maze-like walls, the floor slid back in place.

“This ‘ere is the hideout! We’s here to make money, see? We breed them pokemons in ‘ere, and what sell ‘em upstairs as prizes. Brilliant, innit? They’s all legit pokemons, an’ I gotta say that we’s been gettin’ ‘em legit too, we’s ain’t stolen ‘em. But, all’at aside, Big boss man says you two is ‘a new field Admins. Rare that is, I gotta say. Only ones what can order you ‘round are the executives, and Gio himself.” The man rattled on, as he walked over to a nearby table. “Now listen up. Until Gio calls you, you don’t wanna be showin’ up at the base what s’ever. F’now, you get a couple company mobiles, and in the field you never, ever, ever wear your uniform. Only times what you wear it is on a job. You’ll get told your jobs from the executives or Gio by the mobile. As such, you’re to wander around the world doin’ whatever you like, until you’re called. Gio will call you what when he’s calmed down and thinks ‘e needs ya. Then you gotta drop it all and get your tail to the Sevii Islands stat. Got that? Any questions what you want answerin’?” the man spoke, handing Gary a Celadon Pokemart shopping bag.



“Just one. What’s in the bag?” George rolled his eyes.



“Weren’t you paying attention? Your never-to-wear-till-you’re-called uniforms, your company mobiles, Sevii passes, and a company debit card. Don’t abuse that, just for what y’need, or Gio will kill you. Mind you, if y’can justify a Mclaren....know what I mean? Aahahaha.”



“So, we can just – leave?” Gary frowned.



“Well sir, y’dont have to. I mean, you’re th’lil boss here aintcha? You can stay, you can leave, you can order us about till Gio comes an’ kills ya, you can go straight to th’sevii islands what when you like; but I don’t recommend it, or any of it, luvs. Gio is right pissed, I’d give ‘im a few weeks what to calm down an’ figure out what t’do with you. If’n you come across some rare pokemon y’can spare with, we’ll send ‘em right over to ‘im for brownie points.”



“What happened to those people that were held captive?” Angel spoke up. It’d been bothering her, but she hadn’t had the guts to say anything until now. “At Pokemon Tower. Why were they there?”



“Oh lord, I shoulda known you’d ask about it. Gio won’t be meeting any resistance takin’ over the land if the Gym Leaders are kidnapped, will’e? If he takes ‘em, and makes ‘em think ‘e’s the victim, well then, ‘e’ll have no argument. If there’s no one to stop ‘im...”



“Release Professor Oak.” Angel spoke, interrupting the Rocket. “He won’t be of any use to us here, and I know he can’t form a resistance.” The black-clad man blinked, and looked up at her with a note of surprise. A rocket scientist who’d been tinkering in the next room dropped something after she spoke.



“Wh-what?”



“You heard me. Release Professor Oak. While you’re at it, go get Gary his Pokemon.”



“Y’can’t be serious...” George exclaimed, standing there as if the woman before him had been kidnapped and completely replaced by aliens. Angel’s face turned into a cold one. If she was going to get this done and be convincing, she had to be tough.



“Did I stutter? Am I mute, all of a sudden? I SAID RELEASE PROFESSOR OAK AND BRING ME THOSE GODDAMN POKEMON!” a silence ripped through the headquarters.





“Well. Looks like lil’miss has some teeth. Alright then, don’t get y’knickers in a twist. You ‘eard her, boys. Release the professor.” The man spoke, as a couple of rockets in the scientist’s room scurried away into the elevator. He started to walk away, but Angel spoke up again.



“Wait. What happened to the Kangaskhan?”



“Th’one your pokemon killed? Yea it’s long gone. Shame, that thing was a beaut.” George replied, over his shoulder, after glancing to his watch. “Might wanna follow me, if y’want those other pokes back....” Gary and Angel exchanged a glance, and trailed after the man. Down two flights of stairs they went, and past a room with a lot of swirly tiles in it, and up to – a dead flat wall. The rocket pressed his hand to a poster that had the rocket credo on it, and lo and behold, a door cracked open.







****GRAPHIC CONTENT WARNING****







Angel’s eyes were greeted with a huge room, lined with fence-like perimiters. On one side, poorly lit, were to her surprise, a bunch of little pokemon; Abra, Clefairy, Jigglypuff, and Porygon were a few of the ones she noticed. On the other, also poorly lit, were larger pokemon; Dratini, Scyther, and Pinsir to name a few as well. Each were roped in to their own little chutes just large enough to house them with a little wiggle room, and their feet were locked in to steel cuplike vices.



“What is this place?” Angel wondered aloud, as most of the pokemon she saw looked depressed, broken, and sad.



“Ain’t it obvious? ‘S the breedin’ pens.” George explained, stopping in front of the Tauros pens to bend over and pick up a pokedollar someone had dropped. A buzzer went off overhead, which caught Angel by surprise. “Oh my. This won’t be pretty...” he warned, frowning. He thought he’d timed this just perfectly so the newbie didn’t have to see this, but obviously he’d timed it very wrong.



A chute at the back of the pen opened, and a mass burst in. A large, angry looking Tauros rushed into the space, as the crackling of a cattle prod from behind crackled into darkness before the chute closed again. Gary knew exactly what was going to happen; he also knew he wouldn’t convince her to just walk away. One day that trait was going to cost her, he thought, as he wrapped his arms gently around her from behind. She didn’t seem to notice his alterior motive, and snuggled in. The male bull took note of the female, whom was strapped in and unable to move. He clopped closer, and snuffled at her rear end. She was in heat; only just, at the end of the cycle; but yes, she was. The bull could smell it all over her. He released his member, all 12 inches of it, from the lower back end of his four and a half foot tall body.



“Oh my god...” Angel whispered, staring at it. Gary frowned, and glanced away.

“You sure you want to see this?”

“No. Yes. I dunno...” she whispered again. She’d never seen pokemon mating before.



The big bull mounted the female, whom looked as if she had fought her last day against the ropes and merely stood there as the big bull slid in and started to mate with her. His eyes locked on to Angel. The cow’s body rocked a bit, but not much due to the ropes. Her motions though paled in comparison to the hard and fast thrustings of the big bull. The ropes strained on the cow’s neck, and her breathing became labored.



“It’s choking...” Angel noted, as the bull drove himself, still staring at Angel, roughly into the cow, who flicked it’s dead-looking eyes over at her, and seemed to be telling her to go, to get out while she could.



“Well, I guess...y’can’t miss everythin’...” George muttered, as he stood up and noticed Angel’s expression.



~You....Next....Human.~ Moonlight heard the bull speak. He knew Angel wouldn’t hear, but he wasn’t about to put that threat forward. He’d been trying hard not to watch, but that threat caused him to flick his eyes up to the bull with a sharp glance.



~Just try it. You’re nothing more than a cock on command, you are...~ he snapped, his haunting yellow eyes baring into the lower level male. ~This human is mine, and she is mated to the other human. You cannot break through this cage, bull-whore.~ Quite why he felt so possessive over Angel wasn’t exactly obvious to him, but the same sensation that Rocket gave him back in Pallat before he evolved was the same one this Tauros was giving him now.



Those eyes. Those yellow eyes. Make them stop, the bull thought, as he slowed his thrusts. Those eyes were wigging him out. Stop those eyes!



“Tauuuuur!” the bull exclaimed, backing away from the bull, staring at the haunting yellow eyes of Moonlight.



“What’s the matter with it?” Angel questioned, as the bull swung it’s head back and forth, slamming his prized long horns against the steel fencing. He pawed at the ground. Those eyes were still staring! He was going to shove a horn through those staring yellow eyes, he thought, and backed up.



“GET TH’CHUTE OPEN YOU MORONS!” George called, to the Rockets at the other end of the pen, behind the chute. The bull began coiling up his energy, as the chute slowly opened. The boys behind finally saw what was going on, and yanked the chute open, but much too late. The Tauros charged, and aimed his horn at Moonlight. Only problem was, there was a roped up cow in the way. He didn’t seem to care or notice, and the long 2 foot horn rammed straight into the back end of the cow. Angel cried out as a spatter of cow’s blood matted the floor, Moonlight leaping back to save his fur from being mucked up. Finally, three rockets burst into the pen with cattle prods, all of them jamming the electric tools into the bull.



“TAUUUUUUR!” he cried, his horn wedged into the ribcage of the now dead cow. Her body hung lifelessly on the ropes, as Angel and Gary watched in horror.



“’E’S GONE WILD, KILL HIM!” George commanded, as a fourth and fifth rocket lassoed the bull. He was yanked taught and tied to the walls, which didn’t do much for restraint as a sixth rocket came in with a hand gun. Before Angel could say anything, he fired, and the bull fell with a thud to the floor, brain matter spattering along the cow and pen.



“Oh my god!” Angel exclaimed, burying her face into Gary’s chest as she twirled away in horror. Moonlight sat there, staring at the bull.



~Good riddance...NO ONE touches my human except her mate...~



“Well...” George frowned, glancing over at the obviously horrified female Admin. “Shall we get on with getting you them pokemon?...”





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AN: Woot, nother chapter down. :D