The Path of Sacrifice

Dog: The Onix, if you noticed, was level twenty. Moonlight was level thirty. Not only would it math down to MORE damage than I counted in, but Bite is a DARK move and before the new Pokemon Diamond game rules came out, it was a SPECIAL move, not a PHYSICAL one. Counting that in, the Bite would have counted on SPECIAL defense, not physical defense. That also counted in, dark moves are not resisted by a dark type, meaning it would do all normal damage, not .5 like a normal or fire move would. So you\'re looking at a power 60 attack from a level thirty pokemon hitting a level twenty Onix\'s special stats, which in defense is lame. That being considered, the Onix actually should have dropped after one bite, especially after tail whip. I stretched it a bit for interest\'s sake. And yeah, I think the whole sand attack hitting and sandstorm not, is a little bitty plot hole.



Link: You never commented this chapter. T_T!



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Angel was the first to awaken. As she regained consciousness, the first thing she noticed wasn\'t actually how far the temperature dropped. No, the first thing she noticed was the lone pair of arms curled almost possessively around her waist. She grinned immediately. It seemed the subconscious mind was incapable of lying. He might pretend that he was just putting up with her for the sake of keeping her from crying, but this was proof enough that he did care. For now, she didn\'t really feel like moving. He\'d been the same since childhood in the respect that he\'d always shielded his real emotions; at least now he was just quiet about it instead of being a jerk.

"Mmmh..." Gary grunted, rather like a bear awaking from hibernation. He barely moved, but she knew he was awake.

"Got any pointers to demolish the gym leader?..." she asked, turning her head a little to glance over her shoulder. She couldn\'t see him, but looking in the general direction was good enough.

"Mmmmh...."

"What kinds of pokemon does the leader use?"

"Mmmmh..." Angel grinned. She woke up quickly; him on the other hand, it seemed to take for ever.

"Gary, the tent\'s on fire." she tried; maybe that would wake him up.

"Mmmmh..." Apparently not.

"Gary, there\'s a dozen hungry Arcanine out there."

"Mmmmh..." So much for that. Maybe if she tried...

"Gary, I\'m naked."

"Mmm?" he muttered, flicking open his eyes, lifting his head to glance about. "What?"

"Bingo. Hey, I\'ve been talking to you..."

"I was asleep..." Gary groaned, retracting his arms to stretch. "What time is it?"

"I dunno. The sun\'s up so I know it\'s morning in any case. But hey, what pokemon does this gym leader use?" she spoke, rolling over onto her other side to look at him. Moonlight was awake, but chose to stay silent with his eyes closed.

"She uses water type..." he replied, flopping over on his back after stretching. "Three, I think. Goldeen, Stayru, and Starmie. Though that might have changed by now. She\'s still obsessed with water type, I guarantee you."

"Hmm. I should be okay with Moonlight, anyway..."

"She\'s pretty tough, she\'s better than Brock."



That didn\'t sound good. Moonlight barely survived the last gym battle, but then again, he had just evolved and had taken on a whole new type. Maybe they\'d do just fine; after all, the gym leaders weren\'t allowed to use pokemon that were far too strong for the trainers of the area. Just high enough to be a test, but not so high that it\'d be impossible. And, on their path, Moonlight had gained a level. She was confident. She\'d be getting right to the gym right after they ate something.



"Hah." Gary\'s voice interrupted her thoughts. Angel blinked, and looked at him, and caught him grinning at her.

"What?" she smiled, reddening faintly.

"You look like you\'re having a conversation with someone when you\'re thinking. It\'s cute."

"I do?"

"Yeah, you move your head, move your eyes around, and everything except talk." Angel\'s little blush grew deeper. She had no idea that was what she did; then again, one never looked at themselves when they were thinking, and if they did, they usually stopped thinking.

"Hah! You\'re doing it again!"

"Well...Stop looking?" she blushed, pulling a section of sleeping bag over her face. Gary whipped it away, knowing it would bug her. "Hey!" she exclaimed, and pulled it back up again, also sliding downwards inside the bag to double her efforts. He laughed, and pulled it completely off her, and off himself. She gasped at the sudden rush of chilly air, and to try and stay warm, Angel quickly rolled towards him, and clung to his side.

"COLD!" she exclaimed, as Gary practically shook with laughter. "That\'s mean!" Gary grinned as he laughed, and pulled the sleeping bag back over her, wrapping it tightly around them as he held her tight.

"That better, princess?" his sarcasm could almost drip into a puddle.

"Mhm!" she replied, cuddling close as she soaked in the warmth. Gary\'s chuckling faded, as he glanced down at her. She\'d rested her head on his chest, and her right arm was resting nonchalantly just beneath, while the left was lined just against his side. She was closer than she\'d been last night; not that he was complaining. After a moment, Angel tilted her head and looked up to him.

"I don\'t feel like moving." she spoke, point blank. Moonlight, whom had been moved off of and jostled a bit in their bag argument, stood up as he rolled his eyes. Humans; honestly. They were so oblivious to eachother. Why didn\'t they just get it over with and mate already? They WANTED to. He slid over to the door of the tent, pulled the zipper up with his teeth, and let himself out. Courteously, he even closed the tent back up. They were gonna be a while, so he might as well go catch himself some breakfast and break in this new body.



Back in the tent, Gary hadn\'t said anything after Moonlight left. Angel was happily tucked in against him. He couldn\'t quite place what he was feeling, whether it was uncomfortable, or insanely comfortable. Call him crazy, but it was kind of both, yet neither. Angel was happy; that was what mattered the most. Would they have moments like these if they failed at taking down Team Rocket? Was he selfish for entertaining thoughts of leaving her behind, or was it more out of protection of her? If they got their hands on her after a loss, Angel wouldn\'t know what hit her. They\'d be all over her, all their filthy hands, tongues, and other things. Even Gary had no clue what dark things they\'d do to her. The idea that someone would hurt his Angel was - wait, did he just call her \'his\'? He did. Gary blinked, as he again looked back down to her. He\'d been possessive just then. That was not like him at all. The only thing he owned was his pokemon; of which his best had been stolen by Team Rocket. He would get them back too, even if he had to use his back up pokemon. But, Angel wasn\'t his - not by any stretch of the imagination. If she was, then this tale of team rocket would be completely different. He\'d go in it alone, and leave her at home to be safe. Worry she might, but then the Rocket\'s wouldn\'t have a chance to rape her soulless. He sighed inwardly as he held her close. She was a virgin; they\'d put her through hell and back until she was so dead inside, that she would just give up on living.



"Angel?" he spoke, as a thought struck him. He\'d better get it out before he second guessed himself.

"Mmmm?" she replied, tilting her head to glance up at him.

"If we don\'t beat Team Rocket, what do you think they\'re going to do with us?"

"I hadn\'t really thought about it. If that one Rocket is any indication, I think I have a pretty good idea."

"And you still want to come with me?"

"Gary..." she spoke, worming her way up to look at him face to face, at equal level. "I would much rather fail with you than have you fail on your own. I would go insane wondering what happened to you, I\'d probably come after you anyway and take them all on my own to find you. This way, there\'s two of us..."

"But....The things they\'d do to us..."

"Don\'t think about that; all we have to do is destroy Giovanni, not every single one of them. Don\'t focus on what-if\'s, just think about how to battle and beat Giovanni."

"I can\'t. I\'m stuck on the thought of them hurting you, breaking you, doing horrible things to you. I can\'t protect you once we lose." Angel couldn\'t help but smile. That was all his fuss about running off without seeing her was all about?

"Gary, you\'re sweet. But, I\'m not scared of that. I mean in a logical way I am, but if we fail, I\'ll have done it with you. I\'d rather fail with you than succeed alone." It was now or never, he thought, as his mind drifted slowly into second guessing himself. Quickly, before he could start thinking, he kissed her. Tenderly at first, as if he was terrified of her freaking out. Angel was most certainly surprised, but at the same time, knew it was coming. Gingerly, she kissed him back. She\'d always known he\'d end up being her first kiss. After a moment, he pulled back, but only enough to talk.



"Angel. Don\'t slap me for this - but...Let me break you...I don\'t want one of those slimes doing it..." Angel didn\'t respond right away. He knew she wouldn\'t. But each second she said nothing felt like a million years as she thought. After what felt like a million lifetimes, she answered - but not with words. She kissed him once again. He never imagined a female\'s lips would taste so sweet, or so tender. He\'d had his share of women fawning all over him, but this girl was different. She always had been. He slid his hand into the back of her hair as he let himself go, deepening the kiss exponentially as he slid a tongue out to find hers. She wasn\'t totally sure of what she was doing, but hesitantly copied him. The thought that he would get to be her first experience in nearly everything was already making him stiff; she would gauge every future sexual experience by his performance. He would be the first male to make her moan in pleasure. He smirked inwardly as his free hand traveled to the bottom of her shirt, not wasting any time with trivial things like making the kiss last for hours. He would spare every other painful detail, but now, he had to touch her. His palm ran up inside her shirt to gently cup the breast therein, atop the plain bra. She let a very faint little mewling of a gasp out, as he let his hands move the bra up. His finger tips played with her nipple, as she gained enough bravery to run her own hand under his shirt, against his chest. Her touch was soft and gentle, he noted, as he rounded her flesh to unclasp the back of her bra.



Inevitably, he would have to break from their swirling, passionate kiss, and pull away her upper garments. The reward was well worth it, but at the moment, he just couldn\'t manage. But, surprise to him, his little Angel pulled away first. He reluctantly sat up, guiding her with him as they pulled away their respective shirts. Gary moved to latch his lips back on her again, but Angel had stood, and was beginning to pull away her jeans. He raised a brow at her shy mannerisms, and followed suit as he kicked away his jeans. There she stood in nothing before him, as he let his shaft out into the cold air, tossing his boxers aside. He lifted a hand to caress her thigh, and used the other to tug her back down towards him. As she layed herself on her back beside him, his hand moved from her thigh onto her mound, his fingers carefully dipping within her moistening sex. She moaned faintly, but he wasted no time latching his hungry lips upon her nipple. He suckled at it as his fingertips found and toyed with her clitoris, which issued a glorious moan from her honey-flavored lips. He lifted his lips only long enough to switch to the other one as he flicked and twitched at her sex.



Angel groaned again, as she tousled a hand in through his hair. She knew things like this felt good, but it seemed Gary was making it much better than she ever imagined. She honestly couldn\'t think of anyone else she\'d rather give up her virginity to.



Gary, growing harder at her moans, began kissing his way upwards from her breasts. He could have gone lower, but he didn\'t want to overload her with too many good things at once. If she let him do this again, next time he would let her experience the insane pleasure of him eating her out. But for now, he needed her. Normally he could last longer, but it\'d been such a long time since he\'d had anyone, and he was getting to have a virgin - the knowledge that he was setting the bar for her sex life was making him want to ravage her.

"Put your legs on my shoulders..." he whispered. She perked a brow but obeyed, as he slowly slipped his arms on the outside of her legs, and leaned atop her until he could place his arms on either side of her shoulders. She easily bent into the position, and the placement of his arms kept her legs from falling off him.



He glanced up into her eyes as he brought his head hovering outside of her entrance.

"Are you ready? \'S gonna hurt for a little bit..." Angel nodded, blushing softly. She was more than ready; she was likely the last sixteen year old virgin left on earth. Bracing herself, she nodded again. Gary gently pushed himself in, and kept pushing on as he met the resistance. Angel bit her lip, but cried out as he broke through the layer of flesh that kept him out of her. He filled her completely, but stopped to let her adjust to him, as he frowned faintly at her pain. He\'d always wondered why it had to be so painful for them; the women were always the gender bearing the brunt of the pain.

"Tell me when you\'re ready..." he whispered, trying hard to not start thrusting. He knew the importance of waiting, even if it was sheer torture for him.



Five, ten, then fifteen seconds went by as Angel heaved a few heavy breaths. She\'d always been a tough spirit, and this was no different. It wasn\'t nearly as bad a pain as she had been told, but it\'d still hurt. Finally, the sting seemed to subside, and she could feel him inside her. The presence of filling was wonderful. As he asked, she nodded to him. Gary needed no more encouraging, and backed himself out, a slow, but steady speed. As he slid back in, Angel curled her arms around his torso, and bit her lip, as if she was holding back a moan, to taunt him. He took the bait, and increased his speed, sliding in and out of her again, trying to coax her moan out of her. She tried to resist again, but ended up letting out a faint murmur of a groan. The longing to hear her moan drove him to pick up speed again, and had adopted a once again faster pace, making her hips move slightly from his motions, and even kept going. Angel couldn\'t hold it back any more, and let a soft, low, breathy moan from her lips as Gary parted his lips to give her one in return. She was insanely tight; most virgins were, but then again, he\'d never had a virgin, or a female this tight before. He kept his pace going, longing to hear her moan out again. But the sound that came from her wasn\'t what he was expecting.



"Mmmmh, harder Gary...faster..." she groaned; it felt good, so good, and she wanted more and more. He happily obliged her moans, and began to glide into her, his hips striking hers, making her body bounce again. Her grasp upon his torso tightened, as she moaned again for him to thrust faster. At this rate, he was going to lose control of himself much quicker than he wanted, but even so, he obeyed. He began slamming into her, making her form rock and bounce from the pace of his shaft gliding in and out of her. She let out a louder, breathier moan as her head rolled back. She had no idea it was like this, she thought, as his length slid against her clit. She arched her hips at this new sensation, and gasped as it caused a ripple of pleasure through her. Gary was grunting and groaning at nearly every thrust. He could barely contain himself, but she was almost screaming beneath him.



"Gary!" she called out, as his next few thrusts ground against her clit. Quickly, with the third thrust, she began to shiver. He\'d been lucky enough to give her an orgasm, he thought in pleasure, the moan of his name sending a shiver across his own flesh. She shook and moaned and grappled at his flesh as he unrelentingly slammed into her. He himself moaned loudly as her orgasm contracted her walls against him. He was going to lose it himself, but held on as much as he could. Her screams would most likely be heard in Cerulean, he proudly noted, as he plummeted in and out of her.

"Angel, I..." he gasped out, trying to get his words out before he himself lost his seed. "I L-" he was too late. His entire figure froze up as his length shuddered and let out the hot juices, which collided into her limits. The sensation caused her to call out his name once again as her own shivers slowed a little. Gary almost collapsed on top of her as he began to soften up once again, and she wrapped her arms around him tightly as he let her legs slip off his shoulders.

"You....you what?" she gasped, as he rolled onto his back. He curled his arms around her and pulled her against him, again wrapping the tousled sleeping bag back around them.

"I....I love you...I think I have since...since we were kids..."

"...I love you too, Gary....I was just waiting for you to catch on..."



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See, I told you I\'d make a good big chapter.