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Ice Ceiling	By : khfun159 Category: Pokemon > General Views: 10508 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The room had been remodeled to fit its new occupant. Blue stood in the center of the arena, twirling a pokéball around on his index finger. Lorelei couldn't help but feel like the kid had started using even more hair gel. He looked far less mature than Red, standing there with a hand in his pocket and trying to impress his challenger.

“Oh, how the mighty have fallen. What brings you here, toots?” She couldn't stand his stupid fake accent. “I'm surprised Lance let you enter at all. That loser Red got kicked out, and he's letting an Elite Four reject play? Interesting is all I'm saying.”

“Don't mind me, I'm just taking my spot back.” Lorelei prepared her first pokéball.

“Well, last time we dueled I got myself in to this job, and now I have a permanent spot. Remember that!” Without another word, Blue tossed his first pokéball and Lorelei stood face to face with a Charizard.

“What, you think some Fire type's going to melt my team? Not a chance.” Lorelei sent Dewgong out. It felt intimidated by the giant dragon, but Lorelei knew Dewgong could win.

“Charizard, Slash!” Gary ordered. His pokémon tackled Dewgong and swiped at it fiercely, but Lorelei had expected this.

“Use Surf, Dewgong.” They traded commands back and forth, their pokémon dancing across the arena. Charizard set up some intense sunlight and nearly managed to take Dewgong out, but Lorelei's loyal seal struck a critical blow, forcing Blue to recall his lead.

Exeggutor defeated Dewgong, gaining enough speed in the sunlight to get in a powerful Psychic attack. Unfortunately for Blue, Lorelei easily dispatched the bizarre monster with her more agile Jynx, who struck it down with an Ice Beam. Alakazam and Rhydon fell to Jynx as well, but Blue managed to make her faint with a well-timed Aerial Ace attack from Pidgeot.

“You've lost, Blue,” she warned him, sending out Lapras, who quickly knocked Pidgeot out with its Blizzard. Blue couldn't hide his apprehension at this point. His only remaining pokémon was his Gyarados.

Although the sea beast was a bit frightening to look at, Lorelei knew its weakness from her years of experience. “Lapras, Thunderbolt!” With that, the vicious Gyarados fell, and Blue had lost the match.

“Argh. Fine, you win this round, but there are three to go.” Blue looked devastated.

She passed by him. “Kid, a word of advice.”

“What?” he asked defiantly.

“You could learn a thing or two from Red. He may have lost his Elite Four challenge, but he accepted his defeat like a true champion. There's a good reason you're not in that position anymore, and I'm about to show it to that tyrant, Lance.”

“Huh.” Blue seemed taken aback. “Well, go kick his ass. I'm getting a little tired of his ego, to be perfectly honest.” The crass trainer smirked at Lorelei.

“Of course. You have enough for one League.” He guffawed in response, but Lorelei had already left the room to face her next challenge, administering Full Restores and Revives to her party on the way.

“Welcome,” said Bruno, his typical deep, masculine voice filling the room with a sweaty atmosphere. “Nice to see you again, Lorelei.”

“I've come to teach Lance a lesson,” she said.

“So be it, but it's my duty to stand in your way, you know.” He tossed his pokéball with no fanfare, his first Onix popping out.

“You always were a straight shooter,” Lorelei remarked. She sent out Dewgong and commanded it to Surf. The powerful attack knocked Onix out in one hit, and Bruno sent out his second, who fell the same way.

Oddly, Bruno had not yet uttered a word to his pokémon. He silently sent out Hitmonlee.

“Aren't you going to do anything?” Lorelei asked. “Dewgong, Ice Beam.”

Bruno shrugged. “Hitmonlee, use Bulk Up.” The humanoid pokémon buffed its muscles, but it seemed like a strange move. Bruno should have known that Lorelei would order Dewgong to use Special attacks, so the Bulk Up wouldn't benefit him in any way.

“Finish it off with Ice Beam!” Dewgong did so, and Bruno sent out Hitmonchan. Lorelei expected a Thunder Punch to finally give her trouble, but Bruno ordered his pokémon to use Agility.

“What the hell are you doing, Bruno?” He had thrown out four pokémon without bothering to attack her. He sent out his final monster, Machamp, and told it to use Rest as Dewgong Surfed it in to a washed-out dream.

“You've won the match. But it only gets tougher from here.”

“Is this some kind of joke?” Lorelei asked.

“Is what?” the huge man asked, holding a perfectly stoic expression. Lorelei walked past her former teammate slowly, expecting him to stop her, but he didn't waver as she wandered in to the next chamber.

She had expected to see Agatha, but instead met a man dressed in ninja garb, surrounded by trees and vines. “Who are you supposed to be?” she asked.

“Greetings. I am Koga, the ninja master. You are Lorelei, the Ice Queen, correct?”

“Glad to see rumors of my beauty have made it this far.”

He grinned at her. “I spoke with Agatha before this match. She told me some interesting things.”

Lorelei grasped Dewgong's pokéball and stared Koga down. “I'm tougher in person than in the stories.”

“I'm certain,” he replied calmly, and the two of them flung out their first pokéballs. Dewgong met Ariados, a giant spider pokémon. “Ariados, use Spider Web.”

“Dewgong, Belly Drum!” Lorelei had begun to suspect a pattern based on her last match. Maybe Blue just wasn't in on it? Dewgong beat its chest and got pumped up as Ariados shot waves of sticky thread all over it. Loreleli couldn't help but remember the first night she had gone down on Red, stifling a laugh.

“Dewgong, Aqua Jet!” she yelled. Sure enough, Koga used nothing but defensive attack for the remainder of the match. Ariados, Forretress, Muk, Venomoth, and Crobat fell with no fanfare, one after the other.

“You've done well, trainer, but your greatest challenge lies ahead!” he said, smiling at her.

“Gee, thanks.” As she passed by the ninja, she whispered to him, “Is what I think's going on actually happening?”

He replied, “The most honorable trainer will be victorious.”

“Welcome to the team,” she responded, continuing to what used to be Lance's chamber. Instead, it was now even more remorse, decorated with tombstones and only lit by natural sunlight.

“Oh my, you've made it to me so quickly,” Agatha beamed. “I'm in for a real match, yes?”

“Okay, I've gotten the picture. Let's just blitz through this, Agatha.” Lorelei sent out Dewgong again.

“Well as you wish, dear.” Lorelei didn't even have to try. She defeated all five of Agatha's monsters with the same strategy she had used against Koga. “That was fast. You young kids are just too much sometimes.” Lorelei gave the old woman a high five on her way to the Champion's room. “Oh, and Lorelei.”

“Yes?”

“Give that jack-ass a swift kick in the balls for me.”

“For you, for anyone,” she shrugged.

As soon as Lorelei entered the new Champion's room, decorated with boiling lava and stalactites, the door slammed shut behind her. She turned around and noticed it looked rusted and had no handles. There was no way out.

“Lorelei! What a pleasant surprise.” Lance had changed a little, and was now wearing a stupid-looking crown and an even longer, more regal cape. He sat atop a throne on a dais, elevated by small Dratini skulls. She shuddered at the imagery.

“Lance, this is so... you.”

“Isn't it, though?” He stood up and paced toward his challenger. “I have longed to reclaim this position for many years, and it feels great to be back.” He took a more serious tone. “When I saw that you had challenged the League again, I thought you might arrive swiftly. How quickly you forget your position. Need I remind you?”

“Oh, shut the fuck up!” She shouted. “You don't deserve to be the Champion, and I'm going to prove it here and now."

“That's where you're wrong.” Lorelei had no time to react, for she hadn't noticed he had deployed both of his Dragonair before her arrival. Two thick tails wrapped around the Ice master's arms, and she felt herself get pulled in to the air.

“What's wrong with you?! Let me down!” Her plea fell on deaf ears, and the Dragonair moved her over until she hovered above one of the lava pits decorating the room. The intense heat made sweat drip from her neck. “You're insane,” she said. Her glasses fell off of her face and disintegrated in the pool of lava below.

Lance walked behind Lorelei and flapped up her black skirt, staring at her matching panties from behind. She tried to kick him, flailing her legs around wildly. “Dragonair, Thunder Wave,” he said calmly. Lorelei was stunned again, now unable to move her legs. She couldn't resist as the Dragon tamer cut her underwear off with a knife and rubbed her ass.

“Frankly, I'm shocked you mustered up the courage to come here today. But, I suppose you're feeling a little more... shocked... now, yes?” He laughed at his own joke, and Lorelei just hated him even more. “Get it, it's like paralysis? Shocked? You're not laughing.” She couldn't have if she wanted. Lance spanked her, not holding back any of his strength. The pain was numbed, but still registered. “You're supposed to laugh when your master tells you a joke, slut!” The Dragonair dipped her a bit lower toward the lava pool. She worried that her blouse might touch the hot liquid.

Lorelei felt terrified. She couldn't do anything to stop Lance, and now could hear him removing his garments. She was powerless, just like she had always been. The doormat of the Elite Four. Practically Lance's bitch despite her type advantage. Nothing but a bump in the road of every trainer's dream to reach the top. Nothing but a bump on Red's path for that matter. He'd become the Champion and leave her in the dust. She wanted to cry, but couldn't even move those muscles. She could vaguely feel the tip of his weapon at the entrance to her vagina, but it didn't matter. Inside, she was shattered, and he could only stir the shards around.

“Gengar, Hypnosis!”

She hadn't even heard the door open. Five pairs of feet rushed in as Lance collapsed on the floor. Lorelei felt strong arms pull her away from the Dragonair, and faintly saw Bruno punch both of them unconscious.

“So we finally caught you in the act, you rat bastard. Good work figuring out the door, Koga.”

“Lorelei, it's going to be all right,” she heard a voice say. She felt that prickly sensation that occurred when her foot woke up from falling asleep, and registered that someone was holding her. Red. She could smell him now. “He won't ever hurt you again.”

“Red?” she breathed.

“You're gonna be fine. I still need my teacher!”

“Teacher...” she was drifting off, but in her last thoughts remembered their first passionate night together. Lorelei remembered the younger trainer letting her take control, and the feeling of joy it had brought, not out of power, but of a pure desire to be intimate with him. With her last ounce of strength, she reached up a hand to stroke Red's cheek. “I love you too.”

The next few days ran together as the Ice trainer recovered. She had been named the Champion by default, as Lance fled the scene before the authorities managed to show up. Red told her the rapist had cleverly escaped from Koga, who was watching him in the meantime, but had not yet healed his pokémon after the duel with Lorelei. The thought of Lance running free made her feel sick, but at least he could no longer show his face without repercussions. Lorelei and Red continued their living arrangement for another week, when Red challenged the League again.

She wasn't surprised to see her lover enter the Champion's room, now decorated like a winter wonderland to suit her style. “Ready?” He asked her.

“For you, always,” she said. They battled, one pokémon taking out another, until it had come down to her Dewgong and his Golduck, the first match-up they had ever experienced with one another.

“It'll be different this time, Lorelei.”

“I know,” she said, sounding a little down.

“Ice Beam!”

“Cross Chop!”

They yelled the commands simultaneously, and Lorelei knew he had won before either blow even landed. With one last critical hit, Red became the Champion, or he should have, but when Professor Oak arrived to hand him the title, the young man surprised everyone.

“I'm going to let Lorelei keep her post,” he said.

“But Red,” she began, “you earned this! You've been dreaming about it your entire life!”

“I know,” he said. “But it's just a title. I saw what it did to Lance, and I don't want to go down that path. I'm going to keep training in my own way, and travel some more.”

“Well, that is a respectable decision,” Professor Oak said. “Congratulations on reaching the Hall of Fame. I'm sure Lorelei won't mind hanging around a bit longer!” She didn't know what to say in response, and just nodded. Finally, she had reached the highest position a trainer could hope for in the Kanto region, but now Red was leaving her behind.

After work, Lorelei ran home, hoping to catch Red before he left. Sure enough, he was waiting there, his bag packed in a corner.

“Let me go with you,” she said.

“I can't do that.”

“Why not?”

“You're the Champion, and besides, I'm going after him. I heard he was spotted in the Johto region, so I might have a shot there.”

“I don't care about Lance,” she said. In truth, she wanted to see him brought to justice, but losing Red didn't seem like a worthy trade-off. “Leave him to the police.”

He grabbed Lorelei around the waist and kissed her, yearningly. She couldn't believe what a knuckle head the kid still was. “We'll see each other again,” he said. “I promise that.”

“One thing first,” she said, making one last effort to change his mind.

“What's that, oh teacher of mine?

“I'm going to make love to you.”

“And I'm not going to stop you.”

She shoved Red on the floor, not caring if he hurt his back, tearing off his pants. He wasn't hard yet, but she'd fix that. Lorelei engulfed his member, feeling it slowly spring to life. It was amazing to take in his organ as it slowly inflated, filling her mouth. Lorelei could feel her pussy getting wet, knowing that his arousal grew for her alone.

“This is one hell of a going away present,” he commented as his cock popped out of her mouth. “Are you sure?”

“I thought you weren't going to stop me.” She pulled her thong to the side and guided his penis to the proper location. “And it isn't a present.” Lorelei took his length inside of her, feeling him stretch her apart. “Um... wonderful.”

Red couldn't believe how warm and close he felt to Lorelei. Not wanting her to have all the fun above him, he thrusted upward slowly. The young trainer felt he could last a long time in this position, contrary to how quickly he ejaculated when she went down on him. “You feel so great inside,” he said, grunting. Lorelei bounced up and down, savoring the feeling of his cock rubbing against her inner walls as much as she could. He watched her breasts in immature enjoyment as they swayed with her movements. The thought of never having this wonderful union again terrified Lorelei. She began to grind, roughly, as if begging him not to leave. “God, Lorelei, that's incredible!” Her reached up and embraced her, trying to steal a kiss, but Lorelei resisted, instead fucking him harder.

She could feel an orgasm faintly building up, but didn't expect it to happen. Besides, nothing mattered but sharing this moment with the clueless student that had saved and changed her life. They continued making love for half an hour, and Lorelei grew quite tired, until Red finally came, releasing his seed inside of her. However, they did not part; Lorelei lay down with her head on the shirt she hadn't even bothered to take off of him, then whispered so low that he couldn't even hear. “I love you, please don't go.”

Loreleli fell asleep on top of Red on the kitchen floor, hoping that would keep him from moving, but she woke up to find herself on the couch wrapped in a blanket, alone.

Two months later, Lorelei found herself in Lance's old position, interviewing a new candidate for the Elite Four. Her name was Karen, and she had defeated Lorelei to become Champion a few weeks back. Since Blue had decided to step down and become the Viridian City Gym Leader, Karen had asked for a permanent spot among the Elite in exchange for Lorelei filling in as Champion again.

“I don't care about being on top,” the blue-haired Dark pokémon trainer explained. Lorelei thought Karen might enjoy 'being on top,' based on the sultry yellow bustier she always wore. She liked being there too, and remembered the last time she had seen Red fondly. “All I want to do is face powerful trainers.”

“Well, you're certainly qualified,” Lorelei said. Would her relationship with Red have ever worked out? Karen was a shoo-in. The whole interview was just a stupid triviality. Kind of like how Red winning the Champion title should have been after all he did for her. “This job is for the strongest, and you're one of them.”

“Ha! Let me tell you something, Lorelei. I have the same philosophy about life as I do Pokémon.”

“Go right ahead.” Lorelei sighed, wanting to go home and read. Then frig herself off in the bathtub. Her life had become quite boring since Red left on his new journey.

Karen cleared her throat. “Strong people. Weak people. That is only a selfish perception of the human race. Truly great people should pursue what makes them happy. That's what's really important.”

The words repeated over and over in Lorelei's mind. She dropped her pen. “Excuse me,” she said. Lorelei walked to the door of her office, then turned to Karen one last time. “The job's yours. Tell the others I quit, okay?”

“What?”

The answer had been staring her in the face, and Lorelei never bothered to see it. The same job Lance had coveted, the same that had oppressed her for years, was just a prison freezing her in place. Certain that she wanted no more of it, Lorelei set her sights for the Johto region. She was in charge of class, and this time she wasn't going to let her student tell her to sit around waiting.

This is the end of Glass Ceiling. I hope you enjoyed it, though I don't think it's the best thing I've ever written. Pokémon characters are kind of hard to write for! I respect anyone who can write a decent story in this universe. Thanks for reading, and do rate/leave a review/e-mail me.
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