The Path of Sacrifice

Raw: Coincidence, that went unplanned and accidental



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Gary\'s eyes shifted back into the darkness of Viridian City Gym, as a crowd began forming outside, a wayse away. Giovanni Blue was in the Gym, or it was locked. But, why was Angel dawdling? And Moonlight and Slaughter for that matter?



“Angel?” he called out, walking back into the Gym. He frowned once his eyes adjusted, as just within the door, Moonlight was ever slamming himself into the groaning figure of Slaughter. He looked mad, but Gary didn\'t seem to notice. “MOONLIGHT! This isn\'t the time for that! Where\'s Angel?”



~What does he.....mean....Moonlight?....~ Slaughter questioned Moonlight, who was thrusting hard and growling as if he were growing more and more angry with something. He was so focused, he hadn\'t even heard Gary, or Slaughter.



~GodDAMNIT!~ he snapped, ramming the fox with a burning anger. ~What the FUCK. WHY CAN\'T I SHOOT?!~ Now, Slaughter was getting worried. What was Moonlight talking about? It was beginning to hurt. She looked up at Gary with a scared look. That, he did catch, and immediately set to work. He grasped Moonlight by the ears, and yanked him, albeit gently, off Slaughter.



“What the hell are you thinking, Moonlight? Look at her!” he snapped, shaking the head of the Pokemon to snap him out of whatever trance he was in. The shiny Umbreon snarled, but the shake had worked, and he stood there, blinking dumbly. What just happened? His eyes shifted up to Slaughter, and to his dismay, her sex looked as though someone had raped her with a cactus. The poor thing was torn up and bleeding. Then, he glanced down to the drafty cold between his legs, and gasped. HE had done it; HE had done this! He solemnly retracted himself, blood, bits of flesh and all, back into his sheath. He\'d become no better than the Rocket who touched his Angel that one day he\'s first killed a human.



~What have I become?...~ he spoke, hangning his head in shame. All Gary heard was a faint whisper in his head; like before, and hadn\'t heard it. But he could guess.



“Moonlight, I dunno what\'s going on myself, but something\'s amiss here. That pokemon we saw was up to no good and I bet it had everything to do with why Giovanni was unconsious. Now, where did Angel go?”



Moonlight\'s expression of shame faded away as he glanced back to where he left her. Angel was right – she was gone. He whirled around and dashed over, sniffling at the ground. Her scent was here, but then it just sort of dropped off. Where was his Angel? He left her side, but after that grew foggy until Gary snapped him free of whatever Trance this was. Then, his eyes shifted to a collection of Pokeballs. He snuffled them, then in his surprise, clasped them in his mouth. Anarchy and the Magnemite, as well as his own and Slaughter\'s pokeball – but the Mewtwo wasn\'t present. He dashed to Gary, who had set to consoling the shivering, terrified Slaughter. He dropped the four reduced balls at his feet.



“Breon!” he spoke, sitting on his haunches. How was he to tell Gary that Angel wasn\'t anywhere?...



“Her pokemon?...” he muttered, glancing down at the balls. “But she wouldn\'t ever...ANGEL!” he exclaimed, calling out in the Gym. “Angel! Where are you!” Moonlight hung his head. That was a clear sign she wasn\'t here. “Where is she, Moonlight? Where did that Pokemon take her?...WHERE IS MY GIRLFRIEND?!” he barked, raising his hand to strike the Pokemon. Moonlight jumped back a good few feet, and snarled. It wasn\'t HIS – well, yes, it was. It was his fault. He left her side. “You left her, you LEFT HER! WHERE IS SHE?”



“BREON!” Moonlight shouted, hunkering down. He wasn\'t about to leave Gary, too. Not after what happened to Angel. Then, he had an idea. “Breon....” he closed his eyes, and reached out into space with his mind. He could feel his energy fading as he concentrated his mental powers on a massive scale.



~MEWTWO, WAKE UP....~ he sent out, sure that every psychic and dark pokemon on all of earth could hear him. But those three words were all he could send out, and Moonlight promptly fainted. “Bre...On....” he spoke, sprawled out on the floor.



“...Did you just....call Mewtwo?...” Gary spoke, letting his arm fall to his side. “I...I heard that...” Moonlight blinked. How was that possible? “...Come on, Moonlight, let\'s go look for Angel...”





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Angel slid against the floor of her steel box cage, her heart sinking just as fast. Was she going to die here? Was this the end?



~MEWTWO, WAKE UP.~ the voice came screaming into his sleeping mind. Moonlight called him – but why? His mind began searching outside his ball. Angel, curled up, a steel box, and outside it – Darkness. What was going on? His mind couldn\'t search any further through the steel, but he had a bad feeling. None of the other pokemon were present. Time to get out of here. Forcefully, he freed himself from his pokeball. There was barely enough room for Angel, but now they were as sardines in a can.



“Amelio!” Angel exclaimed, tossing her arms around the pokemon. “How did you!? I stuck you in my pocket by accident, didn\'t I? Oh thank God! Get us out of here!” Amelio wasted no time manipulating his Barrier tenchnique, turning the side of the steel crate into glass. Without much effort, he kicked out and shattered the glass panel, the two spilling out into the pitch black darkness. Not even he could see, and there were no moves he had that would illuminate the area.



“WHAT? How did you – AUGH! BOSS, BOSS!” a scratchy voice exclaimed, as a scramble of feet flew to the other room. Amelio grasped Angel and held her as he dashed after the sounds of the feet. This idiot would lead them free. As true as he thought, the pokemon slid throught what sounded like a door, and Amelio shortly after. After a long corridor, a light at the end led Amelio into another room. Where on earth were they?



“Ahh, I should have known!” came a haunting voice as Amelio rounded the corner. His eyes came face to face with Darkrai. He too should have know. “You broke her free did you? Well you wont get far! SABLEYE, TAKE THEM DOWN!”



“Weh-heh-heh!” came the taunting laugh, as ten, then twenty, then fifty Sableeye flooded into the room. He could try teleporting, but that was MEW\'S ability, not his. Angel had Mew\'s Aura, but he had to be linked with her soul to use anything like that, and that meant....No, not now.



“Kill them, Amelio!” Angel spoke, as Mewtwo let her down onto her feet. “Take them down!”

“They are all level fifty, Angel. I cannot fight them all. Even I have my weaknesses.”

“Sableye, FAINT ATTACK! KILL THAT MEWTWO! AHAHAHA! THEN WE SHALL HAVE FUN WITH THAT HUMAN BEFORE WE RAPE AND KILL HER! HAAHAHHAHAHAHHA!” Amelio\'s eyes thinned. He had to try. There was no other way, he mused, as the Sableye started to walk within range.

“Angel, do you trust me?”

“Yes!”

“Then....forgive me, this is necessary. I must link souls....”

“Huh?”

“There\'s no time to explain..Take off your pants.” he spoke, stepping up beside Angel. She was not a Psychic pokemon, she simply had the soul of one; so, there was only one way to use the abilities locked in her soul, and that was a psychophysical link – the only way to gain that with a human, was something he\'d vowed not to do. But saving her was forcing him. He closed his eyes in shame, as she looked to him, so terribly confused, and let her pants fall to the floor. So much trust, he noted, and let his shaft loose of his hidden purple sheath. He\'d watched many humans raped by pokemon in the Rocket base, screaming for freedom, and he was going to break his vow to save her. He let his fingers move aside her undergarments, and gingerly slid into her. Angel gasped and tried very hard not to scream and run away, but she knew Amelio had his reasons, so she trusted, and bit her lip at the sensations that his rather thick and long shaft brought her. Mewtwo\'s eyes widened; he\'d had no clue this was like this, at all.



“Is it the only way?” she breathilly asked.

“Yes...” he replied, then begun focusing on his goal, he shut off his thrusting commands from his brain, and focused hard on her soul. His figure started to glow, and slowly, as the Sableye started to vanish in chunks of the crowd, Angel did too. He could feel her flesh, her mind, her figure, as if they\'d become the same being. He could even feel the itch on her leg, the pleasure his shaft within was giving her – he could even sense what having a shaft within felt like. He shivered, but refocused his mind again on his goal. As the first set of Sableye reappeared at his flank, their figures disappeared, clothing and all.



“Damnit! DAMN HIM FOR FIGURING THAT OUT!” Darkrai screamed, as the Sableye stopped their onslaught. “I will have your Aura yet!”



Mewtwo and Angel reappeared in a rocky area, little grasses and clear skies around. Mewtwo had reappeared laying on the ground, and Angel still linked to him, sitting upon him, straddling his hips while facing his feet. She didn\'t dare move, for the moment she did, her willpower would be all but gone.



“Why....Wouldn\'t that have worked...with simple contact?...” she questioned, staying put.

“Because unlike pokemon, the human soul is buried. The only way to make two souls into one, when a human is involved, is to link sexually. Human souls merge when they become sexually linked.”

“I see....But how do we...Uncouple?” she questioned, glancing over her shoulder at him.

“...I am not sure...” he too knew exactly what would happen should she move on him, even to get off; any inhibition would be shattered by the intense pleasure and bond they now shared. “Perhaps it is pointless to resist? It could be considered a secret, something we had to do, yet keep secret?...”

“It would kill Gary to know...” Angel frowned. “But I guess it\'s inevitable...But, we could try to break first?...” Mewtwo nodded, and Angel began to lift herself. The first inch was insanely hard to resist slamming back down on, but it was the third that broke her. Down she went, resting her hips back down on his with a faint moanlike sigh. Amelio shut his eyes, completely taken over by the dual-sided sensation of being within a female, and feeling himself within her. Again, she tried to move off, but again, she fell back down again. That was the breaking point, he noticed, as she again pulled herself up. He followed her movements, and still linked, morphed them into the traditional style of mating used by all pokemon, and began to slide in and out of her sex, his paws resting on her hips. Angel let herself move onto her hands and feet, knelt afore him as he slid his ten inch long and 2 inch wide mammoth within her.



“...I had no idea...this was like this.” he groaned, speeding up inside her. Angel moaned softly. Gary had brought pleasure to her, but this was altogether different. She arched her hips back into his, gasping as he sped up. A part of her sane mind had questioned why the hell she was screwing a pokemon, but it had been thrusted away into nothingness as Mewtwo\'s hips began to bump into hers with his speed. Her chest began to sway to and fro, bouncing from the rough thrusts. He then remembered something one of the Rockets had done to a female in this position, when he\'d bent her over a table and mounted her like this. He arched his back enough to slip his hand past her hip and under, to her sex, and slipped a round digit within the lips.



She cried out in a breath of pleasure as his finger struck the small nub within, and Amelio mimicked the sound as he felt what she had just felt. He then flurried his finger on the little nub, earning many vocal cries of pleasure out of her as he glided his length hard into her. She was shivering, but it was a good shiver, he noticed, as she cried out again, bellowing with ecstacy as her upper half collapsed onto the earth as she shook. Mewtwo groaned, and fought back his orgasm, wanting this glorious sensation to continue on. Angel shook harder as his unrelenting finger assaulted her nub, the girl screaming out as he rammed his length into her. His resistance hadn\'t lasted long in the pleasure and friction, and out shot his seed into his trainer. He let out a loud groan of his own as his last thrust spattered the white seed into her cervix. He pulled out of her and fell backwards onto the rocks, his shaft softening as Angel collapsed back onto him, instinctually curling herself against him.



Amelio blinked, and looked down at her, curled against his form. It was a curious after-sensation; not her persay, but the odd afterglow, the bond he couldn\'t explain. He curled an arm around her as his eyes then shifted up into the sky. She was a unique human; one that tamed his dark side, one that kept him loyal, and now, had given him the best sensation he\'d ever had in his whole existance. He would stay at her side, and protect – his thoughts froze. Something was amiss. He focused on her, and dove his mind into her body. What he found within both horrified and excited him. Angel was carrying the seed of Gary; but now...his own....



“My god, what have I done?” he exclaimed, as he witnessed the fetus grow a tail. “Angel, you\'re...” he opened his eyes and looked to her, but she was asleep. “You\'re pregnant.........With Gary\'s child...and now, half MINE....”



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AN: There you go people, an Angel x Pokemon, :P