Varying Circumstances

Author’s Note: So far, I’ve been enjoying writing this series. The idea of being able to begin the series with such a clean slate, to be taken in any direction that needs to be made, is such a nice deviation from starting out from somewhere and making up reasons why. In this sense, Nicholas always has a place to go, and something to do. I did a bit of fine-tuning to this chapter before finally releasing it, and since weekends are my busiest times, I figured I’d release the third chapter to give you all something to go on until I can sit down and work on the fourth.

Anyway, thanks for reading up this far, for those of you that have!

Edit: Did a bit of editing, so some of you might have noticed. I accidentally referred to Cerulean City as Viridian City. That's been fixed.

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“Mmnn… wh… where am I?” A voice calls out from the dark. It was hard to tell where he was, but he got a good idea simply from the sounds, the smells. It was cold, for one. Too cold. Not to mention, the humidity was high, and the sound of running water, even the smell of water, alludes to his location. He knows he’s not outside, anymore.

Then, a movement. His eyes attempt to adjust, but he can’t follow it. It’s gone out of his line of sight before he can find it. “Hello? Is anyone there? I need some help… my… my arms..”

“You’re not going anywhere. Such a lucky boy you are.” Another voice echoes out from the dark, and if the tone wasn’t malicious, he’d have begun to beg for a light, for some help. “You see, things are beginning to unfold. Things beyond the scope of your comprehension.”

“What do you me-“

A chuckle. “I don’t need to spell it out for you, but you will help me.”

“Who… are you? Where are my Pokemon?!” He cries desperately into the dark. “Please, help me. I don’t even know how I got here… I can’t move my arms… can’t feel my legs!”

There’s a sharp laugh. “Seeing you writhe around like that is so… refreshing. I can’t even begin to explain how much I’m enjoying this. It’s a shame that you’ll never understand your role in the coming war.”

“… I… what?”

A bright red light shines from the darkness, a piercing energy that seems to strike the very fabric of his mind, flaying him. Excruciating pain, like every nerve in his body was going off at the same time. “GYAAAHHHHHHHH!”

“You have only one task. Find the Chosen One, and crush him. Then you can go back to your miserable existence, at least for a short while. Your hopes and dreams. That way you can enjoy your obliviousness with your fellow man while the world collapses around you.”

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“Phew. It’s only been two days and these clothes already smell. I hope I don’t have to do this very often..” Nicholas murmurs to himself. A lazy riverbank is the place of choice for both Absol and trainer to rest from the relentless trainers of the nearby route, and get something done that needed doing anyway. In this case, as Nicholas began to soak and scrub at his clothes, he observed quietly at Aisha’s fish-catching prowess.

It should go without saying that anything that looks even remotely feline is likely to have a natural ability to catch fish. However, Aisha was not born with this feline-specific talent, and has trouble catching even Magikarp, who swim by, oblivious to the four white furry towers that poke in through the ceiling of their watery sanctuary. Nick can tell whenever Magikarp bump into Aisha on their way upstream (sometimes downstream) course, because she leaps in shock, and tries to catch the Magikarp, which only ends in failure.

Shellder, aware of Aisha’s presence, keep their shells firmly shut, impervious to all but the highest power attack, and wait until she gets further away to hop into the water. Slowpoke fish the waters with their tails, hoping to catch the aforementioned Shellder, or perhaps not even realizing that their tails are in the water. A bright flash of white light startles Nicholas into nearly falling into the river, and both Aisha and Nick watch in awe as a Shellder takes the pink, white-tipped bait.

In the stead of a Slowpoke that once lined the river stands a Slowbro, which glances this way and that, and just meanders its way into the forest. Very, very slowly. In most circumstances people would have taken advantage, but Nicholas is running low on time, and crossing the river only brings him back to square one. He leaves his clothes to dry on rocks in the sun, and enjoys the shade, laying out only in his boxers. Aisha soon joins him, curling up and taking the time to regain her energy from all the fighting earlier by napping.

“Ah, why the hell not. C’mon, Weedle. Enjoy the shade with us.”

With a burst of red light, Nicholas releases the yellow bug, which doesn’t hesitate to find the nearest berry bush and partake of the Oran Berries held within. “Or not. Oh well. At least you like me.” He chuckles, stroking the sleeping Absol’s head. As he lay there in the shade, he considered what he had to do before nightfall. Well, naturally, the first priority was to get to Mt. Moon, but that was just the basics. Getting through it was going to be a chore, let alone finding a way through the winding tunnels to get to the upper levels of the mountain.

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“Oh, wow. So, you’re telling me that Magikarp are really powerful?” Kristina inquires the tall, balding man, who stands there with a box full of enlarged Pokeballs, and a grin that only the truly gullible could ever fall for. This man is out for a buck, and most trainers just pass right on by.

“Sure thing! Plus, we’re having a sale this week, just for starting trainers! For only one thousand dollars, a powerful Pokemon can be yours!” The salesman grins, leaning in close. “And between you and me, the challenges of Mt. Moon can be really difficult if you don’t have a good Water-type Pokemon on hand..” The man lifts his eyebrows, putting on his best smile now.

‘Well, that one trainer did say that Goldeen and Magikarp are plentiful, but I don’t have a fishing pole, so..’ “Umm… sold!” Kristina says apprehensively, smiling as she pulls out a small Meowth-looking wallet, forking over the required currency. In place of the money is an enlarged Pokeball, which she happily shrinks and adds it along with the two Pokeballs attached to her belt.

“Thanks, mister!” Kristina calls, waving as the man makes a hasty retreat in the opposite direction of Mt. Moon. “I can’t believe my luck is turning around… this is great! I’m ready to tackle the mountain! Let’s see now… rope, flashlight, canteen..”

“You don’t need to prepare /that/ much. The mountain isn’t very long if you know where you’re going. Looks more like you’re packing to get lost than to find your way through.” A familiar voice speaks in passing.

Kristina peeks up, confirming her suspicions: it’s the older trainer from before! Hard to forget that face, and even harder to forget that Absol that only glances at her as they walk by. “H-h-hey! Um, thanks for the advice before. Wait up!”

“What’s the problem? It’s going to be dark soon.” Nicholas looks back over his shoulder to watch the smaller red-haired trainer jog her way over to his side.

“I’m surprised you’re here. I mean, I figured you would’ve been in Cerulean City by this point. Do you, um… mind if I stick with you? I mean, you seem to know where you’re going, and I’m new and all..” Kristina asks with some hesitation, meekly peeking up at him through her red hair. It’s surprisingly cute, which Nicholas seems to realize as he rubs the back of his neck and pays attention to the path.

“I know about as much about this mountain as you do, and if you’re looking to get to Cerulean City before nightfall, you can pretty much forget it. Especially if you’re tagging along with me.” Nicholas offers, glancing down at Aisha, who seems to be looking intently at the looming cave entrance that they get closer and closer to.

“So that’s a yes?!” Kristina squeals, suddenly leaping at Nicholas, wrapping her arms around him. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! I was worried that I’d be lost and die lonely!”

“… So, I get to die with you? Well, as long as you promise to leave on your own way when we get through this cave.” Nicholas murmurs, gently trying to pry Kristina off of him. She does so by herself after a moment, walking at a faster pace towards the cave, thus forcing Nicholas to move quickly just to keep up with her.

“I promise! You’ll never hear from me again. You have my word!”

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Long, winding caverns are certainly not the place to get lost in. There are so few points of reference in a cavern, and it’s easy to miss them if you’re not careful. Water drips from cracks in the ceiling, and the air is stale in the lower areas of the mountain. Higher levels to the mountain offer fresher air, but only because of the presence of exits out of the caverns at various heights. Though Mt. Moon isn’t the tallest mountain, it seems much larger on the inside than the outside, due to the winding passages. Caverns are dangerous places indeed.

“Oh, certainly. If yer lookin’ tah make your way towards the top of the mountain, you’d best be takin’ the left pathway. Leads tah a ladder that takes yeh up into another part of the cavern. Just walk forward and take the right pathways, which corkscrew up tah’n exit near the top. Cann’t miss it. Just be careful on the way up there. The Geodude have been makin’ quite a fuss lately.” A hiker advises them, waving to the two trainers as they take the left pathway.

“How convenient. Such a nice guy. I always thought hikers were kind of creepy, but that one was nice..” Kristina speaks, though more to the Torchic lighting the way than to Nicholas, since he doesn’t seem to be listening, just watching the path illuminated ahead. “What’s wrong?”

“Huh? Oh, nothing. Just have had a lot to think about lately, that’s all.” Nicholas admits, smiling a little.

Kristina nods, looking ahead at her Torchic. “You know, you never told me your name.”

“Oh. Sorry. It’s Nicholas. Nicholas Lee Gradston. Everyone just calls me Nick for short, usually.” Nick explains, glancing over at her briefly to look her over. “So, what happened at Pewter City? Did you give up, or something?”

Kristina perks up when spoken to, and she smiles brightly. “Well, I took your advice, kind of. I went and found myself a Pikachu!”

“A Pikachu, huh? Those are hard to find.” Nicholas hums softly, scratching his chin thoughtfully. ‘Probably should’ve looked a little harder..’

“So I hear. I guess I just got really lucky. Well, as soon as I caught him I set him on Brock along with my Torchic..”

“That’s not a good match-up, either.” Nicholas interrupts her briefly. “But go on.”

Kristina nods slowly, looking down at her Torchic again. “It was a really close fight, and I think Brock was going easy on me, but… we won, finally! I got my Boulder Badge.”

“Have you done any training since Pewter City?” Nicholas asks, tilting his head up as they reach the ladder. He makes his way up first, seeing as she’s wearing a skirt.

“N… no. Not really. I have a reason, though! This really nice guy sold me a Magikarp from his collection!” Kristina smiles, making her way up the ladder, carrying her Torchic on her back. Aisha circles the ladder, and when Nicholas realizes she can’t climb, he pokes his Pokeball down the hall and with a flare of red light, returns her to it. He soon releases her, though, and she seems pleased with the results. Being close to master is what makes her happiest!

Nicholas quirks an eyebrow. “How much did you pay for it, exactly?”

“A thousand Pokemon Dollars. Why?”

Nick sighs softly. “Magikarp are practically useless.”

Kristina’s jaw nearly drops as she receives the news, setting Torchic down. “You’re kidding me!”

“No. I’m not. They can’t do much but splash around, really.” Nicholas explains to her.

Kristina goes quiet, stepping after him through the corkscrew of passages leading upwards. It’s not until they reach the exit to the cave that either of them speak, and she’s the first to do so: “It’s so… beautiful!” She gasps, gazing upon the thousands and thousands of stars hanging in the sky. The moon seems to hang low in the sky, illuminating Mt. Moon. Pewter City is easy to see on the horizon.

“I can’t believe this. This would be such a romantic place to have a date at, especially on a night like this.” Kristina whispers in awe, turning just in time to see Nicholas has already begun climbing higher. “Hey! Don’t leave me behind!” She whines, recalling her Torchic into its Pokeball and quickly moving to climb with him.

“I’m not leaving you behind. You’re just being too slow. Now, please, sometime tonight.” Nicholas gives her a look, which makes the female climb faster.

When Kristina finally does catch up, she’s gasping for air. “My arms feel like they’re on fire, and we’ve only climbed a short ways up. How do you do it? Wait… the better question is, WHY are we doing this?”

“My arms are burning, too. I’m not used to climbing mountains. I’m here for a Clefairy.”

“… That explains why you’re here on a full moon, and why you didn’t rush straight to Cerulean. It all makes sense now!” Kristina smiles, pulling herself up that last bit onto a platform of rock, Nicholas assisting her. There, leading into an open bit of mountain, illuminated by the bright moon, lies a large rock. It sparkles as it reflects the moonlight. “This is incredible. I never even knew this existed!”

Nicholas steps forward towards the stone. “Join the club.”

“Think I should take some?” Kristina asks, slowly running her hands over the smooth, sparkling stone as she gets close enough to it.

“Do you think you can chip off a piece? Might as well just leave it like it is for the next people who climb up here.” Nicholas reasons, looking all around the stone for any sign of a Clefairy.

Kristina nods sagely, closing her eyes. “You’re right.” Though, the urge to chip off a piece is certainly tempting, she resists, moving back to examine the stone and check what Nicholas is doing. “… Nicholas?”

“Well, it’s not a Clefairy, but I suppose it’ll suffice.” Nicholas murmurs, prompting Kristina to come jogging over quickly. There, at Nicholas’ feet, lays a Cleffa. It blinks curiously up at both Nicholas and Kristina. “Before you ask, this is a Cleffa. It’s the baby form of Clefairy, more or less.”

“Ooohhh..”

Nicholas smiles and pats the Cleffa gently. “Would you like to come with me? It looks like you’ve been abandoned.”

“Cleffa!”

Aisha slowly moves forward, laying down on her stomach. “Abs. Absol.”

“Clef, cleffa.”

Kristina glances at Nick. “What’re they saying? Do you think we missed all the Clefairy? Or scared them off?”

“How should I know?” Nicholas asks with a bit of irritation. “Whatever the case is, this Cleffa is likely to stand no chance by itself, so I’m going to take it with me.”

When the Cleffa finally turns back to Nicholas, it seems to smile and hop around energetically. Tugging an empty Pokeball from his backpack, Nicholas enlarges it, gently setting it down near the Cleffa. Like it knew what to do, the Cleffa hops at the Pokeball, only to disappear in a blaze of red light. The ball doesn’t even wiggle from struggle – there’s an immediate *DING* and click, resulting in the capture of the Cleffa.

Retrieving the Pokeball from the floor, Nicholas shrinks it and places it on his belt along with the one empty Pokeball, and his Weedle’s Pokeball. “Let’s camp here for the night. We’ll be sheltered from the rain, if there is any. Did you bring a tent?”

“No.” Kristina smiles sheepishly. “Just a sleeping bag. I’ll sleep in that.”

“I have one, too. You can use the tent. I don’t mind.” Nicholas offers. Though this is really simply a coverup for the aggressive nature of his Absol when it becomes this late at night.

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True to the Absol’s heat, that unique honey-smell only serves to fill Nicholas’ nose as he follows Aisha over the rocky areas of the mountain. Having waited for Kristina to fall asleep was a good call, because if he were gone too long, she’d begin to get suspicious. To be honest, he wanted to keep this as much of a secret as possible. Who knows how people would react to his choice of partners?

Of course, it wasn’t HIS choice, exactly. Nicholas was kind of forced into the role to help satisfy the Absol, so it didn’t become unhappy with her current situation. So far, he’s had no complaints, but keeping it a secret while on the road was quickly becoming difficult, even only three days into the start of his journey.

With the moon illuminating the rock face, Aisha picks a nice, large flat rock to perch up on, awaiting her master to join him, and soon he does, tugging off his clothing with little hesitation. By this point, Nicholas was regretting that there were only so few days of Aisha’s heat left, as he’d begun to enjoy this nightly activity. Still, it was difficult to grasp, even as the Absol began to lick and suckle his quickly hardening shaft, that he was indulging in such sinful pleasure with the one Pokemon he trusts his life to most.

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Hearing Nicholas step away and out of the small cavern housing the stone, Kristina awoke, slowly making her way to a stand and moving to poke her head outside, watching the white shirt that Nicholas wore disappear around the corner, heading downwards a bit. In normal circumstances, Kristina would have assumed he was going off to relieve himself. In this case, Kristina knew better, but the idea of knowing that she was correct made her the horniest she’d ever been in her entire life.

What better way to indulge herself than to peek on the two doing such a forbidden act?

So stepping after him, very carefully tracing his footsteps, Kristina soon finds herself at the perfect vantage point. It’s quite a bit different from the view over the bushes. A small, flat rock jutting out of the mountain affords a perfect sitting place for the female, looking down on both Absol and trainer. By the time she pushes her skirt up, and moves her panties aside, Nicholas has already plunged his shaft deep inside Aisha, the Absol’s cries of pleasure filling the air, and sending jolts of electricity through Kristina’s body.

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Throughout the intercourse, Aisha seems distracted. It’s easy to tell, as the Absol keeps looking up, but it isn’t until she moves away from him on purpose, a sharp contrast to her usual hunger for his cock, that Nick looks up to see the legs of someone on the rocks above. He should have figured that he’d be followed, but now someone knew his secret. This would be difficult to explain, but Aisha is already on her way up the rocks. “Oh, shit..”

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‘That was fast..’ Kristina thinks to herself as she rubs her soaking wet folds, circling her clit with her other hand. It’s the sound of small rocks tumbling down that gets Kristina to open her eyes, looking over at the source. “.. A-Aisha..?!” That can only mean one thing..

Kristina turns her head to look down, and sure enough, Nicholas is making the last few stones up to her level, leaving her feeling exposed. She quickly pulls her skirt down. “N-Nicholas. This isn’t what it looks like, really..” She squeaks, having paid so much attention to him that she didn’t even notice Aisha approach, poking her head into the skirt, and beginning to lick at the source of the wetness between her legs. “Oh, God..!” She gasps.

Nicholas quirks an eyebrow, watching Aisha lick away at the heated flesh of the female trainer. “It seems she’s taken a liking to you. Well, let me explain. Um… well, Aisha was in heat, and things kind of got out of control. I couldn’t help it, but now I really don’t want to stop, and it’s so… compli-“

“I’m CUMMING!” Kristina cries in pleasure, her whole body shaking as she indulges in a climax that’s so strong that she closes her eyes, leans back and grasps at the rock behind her, her chest heaving as she pants. Aisha, pleased with her work, slowly turns back to her master.

It’s hard to stay soft when it’s so easy to see both the inviting pussy of your temporary mate, and the dripping wet pussy of the girl he’d met only a day ago, so needless to say, it doesn’t take any work on Aisha’s part to return him to full hardness with only a few licks, turning to present herself. Nicholas stares down at her, and smiles, slowly moving down to plunge his cock back into where it belonged, causing his Absol to cry out in pleasure.

That very cry forces Kristina to open her eyes, and watch the sight before her. Where she could barely see the two coupling the previous night, here they were, offering each other everything they had right in front of her eyes. It was impossible for her to tear her eyes away as Nick’s shiny cock plunges in and out of that tight, wet cunt. Even from where she was sitting, she could see the powerful muscles gripping at his cock, trying so desperately to get him to cum, to take his seed.

“Nicholas.. I..” Kristina murmurs softly, looking up at him. “This isn’t… but it’s so… I am so HORNY..”

“You’re not the only one. Just… ahh… it would be best if… mm… you don’t tell anyone..”

“You have my word, but… my God, Nicholas. I have never been so turned on in my life..” Kristina nearly whispers, but manages to speak up enough to be heard. “Can you… ah..”

Nicholas closes his eyes. “What?” He inquires, speeding up his thrusts, forcing Aisha to cum suddenly, her body shuddering, calls filling the air as she tightens around him considerably. This time, Nicholas doesn’t pull out of her, but instead, pounds her harder, keeping her body shaking and off guard.

“… Nevermind..” She whispers, just running her hands back down between her legs, still sopping wet. Her fingers quickly begin to circle her pulsing clit, her body reacting to her own touch, her whole body feeling as though it was on fire.

“… Aishaaa!” Nicholas cries out to his Pokemon, signaling his climax..

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By morning, both trainers and Absol were out of the caves, and into the sunlight. It was nice to get out of those caves. Nicholas had gotten what he’d come for, and Kristina occupied her time by battling the various hikers along the way to receive directions on how to exit on the Cerulean City side. Needless to say, both trainers and Pokemon looked content as they stepped in the direction of the visible Cerulean City.

“So, I guess this is where we part ways..” Nicholas says apprehensively, slowing to a stop. Aisha outsteps him briefly, and slowly circles around to return to his side, gently rubbing against his leg as she passes.

“What’re you talking about?” Kristina smirks. “I’m sticking with you, now. I thought you were something special when I saw your Absol, and now that I know I’m right, there’s no way I’m going to leave your side, now!”

Nicholas rubs the back of his neck and sighs.

“Besides, if you leave me behind, I’ll go and tell everyone about how you’ve been fuc-“

“What? You can’t blackmail me! You gave me your word!” Nicholas grumbles, shaking his head slowly. “Fine. You can come with me. Just don’t say a word about it, you got it?”

“You have my word.” Kristina giggles, sticking her tongue out, and stepping away from Nicholas at a run. “Last person to Cerulean City is a rotten Exeggcute!”

Nicholas smirks, leaning forward to run after her. “I accept your challenge!”