"I... I was trying to escape. Then you came in." Shia confessed into the coarse bed.

The shinx was bent over the side of it, he could feel his tormentor's tight grip on the leash that was attached to the collar he'd been forced to wear. He could feel the raichu's fat cock buried deep in his behind, his captor balls deep inside of him. The pain... the sheer pain from his unlubed behind. it was too much for the little Shinx boy, so he had, despite his best efforts to hide his earlier actions, blurted out his confession to Rai.

Tears flowed from his eyes from the pain, from the fear of what he was going to do next. 

Earlier, he had tried to escape this hell Rai had thrust him into. Something he thought would be as simple as opening a door, only to find his tormentor on the other side of it. He'd slapped a red collar on him, and roughly rutted him right then and there, and now, under the sheer agony, he'd been forced to confess.

His ass burned. As it did the first day. As it always had whenever this beast had his way with him.

Shia felt Rai's cock being pulled roughly out of his rear hole. His relief was short lived however as he felt his wrist behind roughly grabbed. It was followed by his body being forcefully turned over, and shia could now see the glowing orange and yellow eyes of his enslaver staring down at him, burning as hotly into his mind as his ass burned with heat and pain.

"Please don't hit me!" The shinx begged. He tried to cover his eyes, to shield himself, but Rai's grip on his wrists was too good.

"I forgive you." Rai cooed. This sudden change of tone caught Shia completely off guard.

"W-what?" He whined confusedly.

"You're my property now," Rai responded with a smug grin. He traced the tip of his paw along his slave's belly seductively, causing the boy to shiver fearfully from the tickling.

"But if you behave..." Rai continued. Shia looked down and saw him grab his still erect cock. Shia gulped fearfully, knowing full well what was next. "You could be my pet." Rai finished.

Sure enough, it was not long at all before he felt the familiar prod of his captor's thick cock pressing against his ass. Shia gulped fearfully, and prepared for the worst.

He let out a weak whine. He knew better now than to try to resist him, and merely tried to brace for what was coming next. Though, he knew this, just like any resistance, would be next to useless.

"Either way..." Rai spoke again, his tone growing darker and more lustful as he leaned over his helpless prey. 

Shia's eyes went wide as he felt the sensation of Rai jamming his cock hard into his unprotected butthole. He tried to muffle his scream of pain, and for the most part, succeeded. He let out only a weak whimper instead. It was hard to do so though, as pain shot through his whole body, but in particular, his ruined rectum. No matter how many times Rai took him, he could never get used to this searing agony.

"...You are NEVER leaving this place!" Rai finished his speech boastfully as his crotch pressed against Shia's behind, his length fully buried in his defiled behind. Fresh tears flowed from the boy's eyes from the sheer torment flowing through him.

Unfortunately for him, this was only the beginning. He felt Rai pulling his cock back, only to jam it right back in. It sent a new wave of agony through the now thoroughly traumatized shinx. This wave of pain was followed by another, and then another, as Rai established a fast pace.

Shia tried to drown out the pain as the thrusts became more numerous and faster, but it was of no use. He squealed in pain, but Rai didn't stop. If anything, it only seemed to encourage his rapist. Rai kept hurting him and hurting him, and Shia wished desperately that it would be over. For this to be done so he could rest in his own misery. 

The shinx's ears hear Rai let out a happy, contented yell of his own. He felt him give one final, hard thrust. The sobs flowed from Shia's mouth, just as the tears flowed down his face. The feeling of his insides being filled, the feeling of violating, sticky, repulsive cream inside of his hole was one he was forced to be familiarized with over the past...

... how long was it now? Days? Weeks? He'd lost count already. 

It was not quite over, however, as his rapist gave a few more determined bucks of his hips as he shot whatever was left in his balls into his behind. Each thrust still hurt like hell, each one made Shia yell out in pain.

Rai simply stood there in the afterglow of the moment, his cock still buried inside his victim. Each second filled with misery for the shinx, and soft sobs that filled the room.

To his relief, his captor finally pulled out. With his vision clouded by the burning tears flowing out of his hot eyes, he sat himself up, and with a traumatized frown, Shia inspected his tormentor's handiwork, of Rai's disgusting seed leaking out of his puckered ass.

"This is your new life now." Rai said triumphantly and coldly, with a deceptively warm smile. "Get used to it."

Shia simply sat there. He was just glad this was over... for now. The pain still remained, and it would remain for some time. Until the next time.
Yes, Shia knew darn well by now that this was far from over. This was just a temporary reprieve. A small moment until the next round. Whether it lasted minutes or hours, it didn't matter. Once Rai was in 'the mood' again, this same scene would play out yet again. The same pain. The same humiliation. The same inability to do anything about it. The same trauma. 

Would it ever end for him? If Rai had his way, it wouldn't. And as far as Shia could see, this was a nightmare without end.

No one cared enough to come to help him. His parents had abandoned him. His friends... were either enslaved themselves, or dead as far as he knew. And even if they weren't, well... 
He doubted that Loona, much less Veera, was strong enough to rescue him.  

He was stuck here. Stuck here with an abuser that only wanted him as a cocksleeve. A slave, despite the slave trade supposedly ended. 

Shia prayed silently to himself for something to happen. Something, ANYTHING to happen to save him from all of this. 

But no one came. And no one would come. He was useless, nobody.

Suddenly, his captor's ears perked up.

"Oh? What's that I hear?" Rai asked with a malicious cheerfulness.

"I... I didn't say anything." Shia sobbed. Rai just looked at him and rolled his eyes.

"I wasn't talking to you." He replied coldly. Shia watched as Rai went for the door. 

Shia watched as he opened the door just a crack, looking outside. Shia could not see what was going on out there. Whatever it was, interested his tormentor greatly, as he saw a wicked grin spread across his lip, even from this angle.  He said something with a lustful tone in his voice, but Shia could not make it out. He was too concentrated on the overwhelming feelings of his own pain and trauma, of just having been raped yet again.

Rai turned to his captive, and spoke harshly.

"Don't go anywhere... Not that you can. Hehheheheh." He finished with a chuckle. And before Shia could decide whether or not to ask, he was gone.

Shia didn't know what was going on out there, and he didn't care. His thoughts were elsewhere. On his own body, his own misery. Of how things all went wrong. 

A brief thought flashed in his mind. Now that Rai was gone, the thought of another escape attempt briefly flickered in his mind. But Shia was quick to put out that fire of hope. He had just tried that earlier, and he'd seen, and felt firsthand what had become of that. And if that was Rai forgiving him, he shuddered to think of what not forgiving him felt like.

No. There was no escape. Not anymore. There never would be. He would be trapped in this hell forever.

'You are NEVER leaving his place!' Rai's words from earlier screeched in his mind. 

Shia rolled over, and curled himself up. He hugged his legs, and sobbed to himself. He decided to try to  fall asleep. Thinking that maybe the bliss of sleep would give him some level of comfort in this hell.
 
The sound of the door opening again.

Shia lifts his head slightly, fully expecting to see Rai come back in. With some new toy, or something else to torment him with.

What Shia saw though, was something else entirely. It wasn't Rai... but some other 'mon. One he'd never seen or heard of before. 
It was some sort of brown furred, four-eared, bird-raptor like 'mon with a black head 'cap' and a large feather-like tail, that had blue outlines separating the black from the brown. It also had a large feather sticking out the top of its head, almost like a leaf a leafeon might have. 

It was also wearing some sort of fancy black cape or cloak. 

It didn't take Shia long to lay eyes on Rai, who was inviting the creature in warmly and softly. And it took even less time for Shia to figure out what was going on.

Shia immediately bolted straight up.

"NO! GET OUT OF HERE!" He yelled desperately to the newcomer. It drew both it and Rai's attention immediately. "IT'S A TRAP! GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN!"

Shia didn't know why he did that. It was sheer instinct. But perhaps, in the back of his mind, he thought that while he could not save himself from this hell, he could perhaps save another poor victim from sharing the same fate he had. 

The strange 'mon's eyes go wide upon seeing him. He felt it stare at him for that moment, at the cum stain left over from Rai's previous assault. 

"⚐︎☟︎ 💧︎☟︎✋︎❄︎✏︎" Shia heard the thing scream in a language he couldn't understand. It had apparently gotten the message, though, as it turned to run.

It didn't get the chance, however, as Rai quickly grabbed the mons head, and slammed it against the door. Shia watched, horrified, as the creature fell to the ground.

'N...No....' Shia thought to himself. Even that attempt had failed. And now... Rai...

Sure enough, Rai was looking at him with a very angry look, those orange and yellow eyes boring straight into him. 

As soon as he realized what he had just done, and what he'd just wrought upon himself, Shia fell upon the bed, and covered his head with his paws. He braced himself for the inevitable beating his captor was going to give him for attempting to save this stranger from him. Or at the very least, from whatever Rai would decide to throw at him.

He waited, but nothing came. Instead, the only thing his ears picked up was an irritated sigh from the large electric rat.

"I try to be nice and give you forgiveness, and this is what I get? I'm very disappointed in you, Shia." He growled menacingly. Shia just shrunk further into the bed at those words. "Make no mistake, I will punish you..."

Shia gave a small whine in response. 

"... Later." Rai finished, as he dragged his new captive to the center of the room.

His paws lifted from his eyes, his own red orbs were soon glued on Rai and his new 'catch'. He couldn't look away as he saw rai remove the outfit the raptor-bird was wearing. Once he removed it however-

"Holy shit!" Rai yelled excitedly.

Shia lifted his head to see what had surprised his captor so much. And what he saw, shocked him too.

This creature, which, to Shia's embarrassment he could now see was a male, had been carrying a few items under his cloak. Some sort of weird, metallic angled thing. And... A piece of iron, like Rai's?!

No. Not similar. Quite different, Shia noted as Rai held it up and inspected it himself. It was smaller for starters, but still larger than a dagger. It had a very strange white and black handle, and it had a blade on only one side, and the blade itself was... weird. Orange, and somewhat see through.

"Yeesh, talk about loaded. I mean..." Rai commented to himself as he held up the strange, white, metallic angled thing ."What in The Drought even is this thing?!"

Shia had no answer for that. And even if he did, he was sure talking was the last thing he should be doing right now. He and his big mouth had already gotten him into Maze-knows what trouble already.

Rai simply shrugged. "Probably just a trinket or something." He said as put it, and the blade on a nearby table. He turned to Shia, and gave him a hard look that made the poor abused boy quake with fear.

"Just so we're clear." The raichu growled in the most threatening tone Shia had heard from him yet. "If I see you anywhere near this table, I will give you the beatdown of a century. Got it, slave?"

Shia nodded fearfully, and sunk further into the bed in submission, shaking in place.

"Good." Rai spat. "I'd rather not have to turn you into a bloody pulp because you did something even more stupid."

Truth be told, Shia had not even thought about picking up the sword and trying to attack him with it. But now that he'd mentioned it... he still knew it would be a terrible idea. One Rai would see coming a long ways away, and would be useless on his end.

After all, he wasn't a warrior experienced enough to deal with this. He was just a weak little boy who'd already failed to protect his friends, let alone himself.

Rai walked to the other side of a room, to a box where he kept a few... things in. Shia had not seen what exactly he kept in there, nor did he particular care to. He did see Rai pull another collar and leash from it though.

"Always nice to have a spare, you never know when you might need it." Rai said to himself as he turned his attention back to his new guest. He quickly put the collar and leash on the still unconscious captive. Shia shivered as he approached with the leash in hand, and then tied it to the bed. 

"Well, now that that's dealt with..." Rai spoke. Shia quaked with terror as Rai's attention was back upon him, those angry, lust filled eyes boring into his. He gulped in fearful anticipation of what was to come.

"No, please!" Shia pleaded. He slowly backed up, in a vain attempt to escape from Rai. "I didn't- Gaaaaammmpphhh!" He cried out as he felt himself lifted by his collar, and then roughly shoved face first into the bed, the rough fabric muffling his cries.

"You've been a very, very bad boy. Trying to ruin my fun like that by telling him to run." Rai growls with equal parts lust and anger. "And bad boys need to be punished."

Shia was once again bent over the bed, his bare ass exposed to his captor. He knew what was coming next. Another rough rutting. His ass already twinged in painful protest of the pain yet to come.

Yet, that's not what came. Rai had other plans.

Plans that were no less painful for the poor shinx, a fact he learned quickly as a loud slap filled the room, and a sharp sting coming from his left asscheek. Shia cried out into the pillow in pain as the sting remained, his butt feeling like it was on fire, even after contact. His tears once again began to flow, soaking the bed he was being shoved into. He opened his mouth to plead for mercy, but before he could get a word out, he was struck again, eliciting another loud, pained but muffled yell from the poor boy. 

It was followed by another, and another. Each slap was more painful than the last. His ass stung more and more with each painful spank, and his tears grew hotter and hotter and flowed freer with each hard spank. His nose began to burn as well, as snot leaked out. Shia's muffled screams and pleads fell on deaf ears.

Suddenly, the spanking stopped. At first, Shia thought he was just pausing for another round, but it didn't come. He felt Rai release the back of his head, at which Shia took the opportunity to raise it.

"P-please! Mercy! I'm sorry!" Shia whined, the tears still falling fresh from his heated eyeducts. But Rai just laughed spitefully at his begging.

"Nope. I gave you mercy earlier, so now I'm all out." He chuckled. "Besides, touching that nice ass of yours has gotten me all hard again."

Rai leaned in closed as Shia closed his eyes as hard as he could. 

"I think you know what's coming next." He heard Rai whisper into his large shinx ears.

And sure enough, he felt the familiar sensation of Rai's hardened cock pressing against his butthole. Made all the worst by the pain of the previous spanking still fresh on his ass. Shia sobbed, and grit his teeth as he prepared the best he could for the inevitable pain and torment.

But at that moment, an unfamiliar cough softly filled the room. It was apparently enough to stop Rai dead in his tracks.

"Huh." He said, pulling away from his shinx slave. "Seems like Sleeping Cutie has woken up a little earlier than I expected." He growled lustfully.

Shia let out a little sigh of relief as he felt him being let go. He crawled back up on the bed, and lay on his stomach, his burning butt still too sore to sit on it or lay on his back. His tears still flowed from the pain that was still reverberating throughout his body.

"We'll have to continue where we left off later." Rai said to Shia. "For now, you just enjoy the front row seat."

Shia did nothing but watch as Rai sauntered over to his catch, who was just starting to wake up. Rai decided he'd wake him up a little faster with a light slap to the face. This caused the strange 'mon to jolt awake and look around. The first thing he saw was Shia, who looked away, ashamed. Yet, out of the corner out of his eye, he saw the stranger look at Rai, or more specifically, his hard dick, and saw him holding a leash, with said stranger on the other end.

Shia turned his attention back to the stranger, he saw him attempt to draw his weapon, only to quickly realize it wasn't there. He looked down, and saw that he'd been completely stripped. And was now completely naked. Save for the collar.

Rai took the leash, and pulled the strange mon's head towards his cock. Just has he'd done the first time Shia had arrived in this hellhole.

"Get sucking, before I get mad." Rai ordered the stranger. Seeing no response, he slapped his cock against his face. "It ain't gonna suck itself."

The creature opened its mouth. Not to suck it like ordered, but to shout at Rai in its weird foreign language. 

"🕈︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ 💣︎✡︎ 🏱︎✌︎👍︎😐︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎💧︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎📪︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎🕯︎☼︎☜︎ ☝︎⚐︎☠︎☠︎✌︎ 👌︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎-" But before it could continue, Rai used the opportunity to grab the back of his head and shove his cock as far down his maw as he could.

"Less gobbledygook, more sucky-suck!" Rai barked. The raichu grabbed his new toy's head and began to thrust back and forth. "Use more tongue dammit!"

Suddenly, Rai stopped. Shia couldn't help but wonder why he'd stopped, but soon, he'd know why.

Rai's eyes went wide, and his mouth suddenly shot open. And from it, the shrillest scream poured out, and filled the room. Shia ducked and held his ears, it was so loud that it hurt just to hear it.

He watched as Rai roughly grabbed his captive's face and with some effort, shoved him off. As the shinx looked on, it became apparent just what had happened.

That moon had just bitten Rai's cock. Small bits of blood dribbled onto the floor as Rai held it. The sight of it as well as Rai's pained groans caused Shia to wince.

It almost made Shia feel sorry for Rai. Well, almost. But the one he felt worse for, was the poor mon who thought that this was somehow a good idea. Whatever was going to happen next, it wouldn't be good for that poor bird creature.

And sure enough, Rai's pained expression contorted to one of pure rage. His paws curled into a fist. Shia put his own paws in front of his own as he anticipated what his captor would do to the rebellious mon next. 

"Why you LITTLE BITCH!!" Rai screamed. And sure enough, Shia's scared prediction turned out to be right.

Rai leapt upon the strange mon, pinning him to the floor as he punched him in the face. Hard. So hard that blood lightly coated a part of Rai's fist, as well as the mon's lip.

Or maybe it was leftover blood from Rai's cock? Shia couldn't tell. 

Rai was not done yet though. In fact, he'd just gotten started. He straddled his captive, fists raised into the air as he struck his rebellious toy again and again, screaming obscenities at it all the while the mon screamed what Shia could only presume was its own obscenities back at Rai.  The strange mon tried to fight back, but it was no use. Rai was bigger, and stronger. And before long, the captive stopped struggling, only giving a few twitches to resist, but the punches kept coming. Before long, he looked very bruised, and somewhat bloody.

Unfortunately for the rebellious captive, Rai's rage was not satiated yet. He repositioned himself so he was sitting in the back of the strange bird raptor, and roughly opened his legs. Once the mon realized what his captor was about to do, he struggled some more, but just as before, it was useless. Rai quickly took his cock in his paw, guided his cock to the struggling mon's anus, and shoved it in.

The two of them both gave a loud yell. One of them in sheer bliss, and the other in sheer pain.

"Oh fuck this guy is tight!" Rai yelled happily as his captive squirmed under him. "He's even tighter than you, Shia!"

Shia could only cover his face with his paws in response to that. And it was not a response Rai was happy with.

"Get your paws off your face and pay attention, Shia." Rai instructed darkly as he held onto his struggling prey. "You're about to see what defiance gets you."

The bird-mon looked over to Shia, and for the first time since he had tried to warn him away, their eyes met, his black, shiny eyes locked with Shia's own red ones.

Shia looked away, afraid. And ashamed.

"I told you to pay attention!" Rai snapped angrily in response to Shia's display of shame. Shia wearily turned his head back to the scene in front of him. 

Content that he was now watching again, Rai began to play with his new toy, as roughly as possible. He punished his defiant new slave, dominating the now helpless bird-mon. His victims' screams were music to the raichu's ears. Or at least that's how it looked to Shia. To Shia himself, it was something else entirely. Pure horror. 
Rai showed no mercy in his brutal rape of this creature that dared to defy him moments earlier, a fact made all too evident by the raptor-birds pained screams. Shia's own ass twinged with pain, both out of pity, and from the earlier spanking still hurting his rump.

As Shia was forced to watch this sordid scene play out, his own mind swam with conflicting thoughts. The greedier, more selfish side of him was glad that it wasn't him in that position. That this stranger had given him a much needed reprieve, however temporary. One he knew wouldn't last one.
But that side was small. Mostly, he just felt sorry for this poor soul, having gotten dragged into this hell and made to suffer alongside him, as he had. One that had no end in sight for either of them.

A stray thought from the more selfish side made its way to the forefront. Would Rai let him go now that he had someone new to play with? Shia's less selfish side pushed it down, and he doubted it would be the case anyway. Rai seemed pretty intent to hang onto the two of them as long as he could. 

"If you're good from now on, Shia." Rai's cruel laughs drew him out of his thoughts. "I might even let you take a turn."

Shia just shook his head refusingly to Rai's offer as he gripped it hard with his own paws. Even if he did swing that way, which he most certainly did that, he would never lower himself to that!

... Wouldn't he?

At that moment, thoughts of Loona, his secret, lustful crush popped into his yet. He imagined himself, overtop of her, driving his dick into her pussy, of rocking her body back and forth under him with each thrust, of her moans filling his ears. Of feeling strong as he dominated her.

'Get out, get out, GET OUT!' Shia screamed internally at his thoughts.

He tried to get rid of these errant thoughts, but could not, no matter how he tried. Worse, his own cock started to get hard for the first time since that fateful night when he'd watched his two friends being raped in front of him.

'It doesn't matter! They're all dead! Or worse!' He pleaded with himself.

The only comfort at this moment was the fact that his own erection was hidden from Rai, due to him laying stomach-down on the bed. He could only imagine the taunts Rai would send his way if he knew.

Finally, Shia was able to snap himself back to reality, to purge his head of these errant, traitorous thoughts. But part of him wished he hadn't. The screams of the poor mon in front of him, as well as Rai's maniacal laughter filled his large shinx ears, as did the sounds of flesh sinking into and slapping against flesh. The all too familiar smell of sex and Rai's musk nausiated the shinx boy, and made him sick to his stomach. The sight of Rai's dick sinking into and withdrawing from the unwilling asshole of this strange mon filled his mind with revulsion.

And dread, for Shia knew all too well he'd be next. Most likely as soon as he finished with this stranger.

Suddenly, Rai gave out a very loud yell, as well as a few more determined thrusts into his victim. His victim likewise screamed. One in pure bliss, one in pure torment. From where he was, the little shinx boy could see the white liquid begin to leak out of the stranger's ass. 

He knew all too well what that poor, tear-filled mon must have been feeling at that moment. And worse, he knew this wasn't  the last time either of them would experience it. For the other 'mon, this was just the beginning.

Rai gave a satisfied sigh, and looked at Shia with a smug, satisfied grin.

"So how about it?" He offered sultrily. "You want a turn? I've already lubed him up for you."

"❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎🕯︎☼︎☜︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎📬︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎🕯︎☼︎☜︎ ☞︎🕆︎👍︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎👎︎📬︎" The foreigner spoke softly, yet threateningly.

Rai's grin grew as another idea popped into his head.

"... Or perhaps I should let him have a turn with you instead?"

Before Shia could even utter a word of response, something crashed straight through the roof, and kicked Rai straight into the gut, sending him back against the other wall. A cloud of dust obscured Shia's view, as did him putting his paws over his head and closing his eyes in fear. Through it all however, he could hear the sounds of a frantic struggle taking place. Of blows being swung and traded, some hitting, some not, and even the sounds of metal clashing against metal.

After a moment, Shia opened his eyes as the dust settled, and was finally able to see what came through the roof and caused this fight. His eyes went wide at the sight:

It was another one of those strange 'mons! Though this one was different from the first one. It had a light blue coat, not unlike his own upper half, with a dark blue cap and tail, and a deep red bordering line. And unlike the other one, it did not have a feather sticking out the top of its head.

Also unlike the first, this one had one of those strange blades a blade of its own in its right hand, and its left was some sort of... orange claws that had a similar appearance to the blade.

The brown one barked at the blue one, and the blue one leapt back towards him. The brown raptor-bird held his leash out, and the blue one cut the leash with its claws, just before blocking a blow from Rai's own blade with its own.

The two exchanged some words that Shia could not understand, and got into a fighting position. The blue one charged forward with blinding speed, slashing and swiping with incredible speed. Rai was able to dodge and block his swipes, even with the limited space of the hut, but it was clear from Shia's viewpoint that he was having trouble keeping up. 

It looked to Shia that Rai was intent on keeping them away from that table with the weapons he'd taken off the brown coated 'mon. A tactic that seemed to be working for the moment.

"Why must you knuckle draggers ALWAYS ruin my fun!?" Rai bellowed as he swung his blade at the blue raptor creature, only for the latter to skillfully dodge his swing and rejoin his friend.

Or at least, Shia assumed they were friends. Why else would it be here, after all?

The two of them yelled back and talked to each other in their weird language, and neither Shia, nor Rai could understand it. Or at least, the former. The latter seemed to think he knew what they were saying.

"Oh, I get it, you want these, huh?" Rai patted the table with the first raptor-mon's stolen items with his free paw. "Well no going! I stole them fair and square. You may have iron, but I can still take you-"

His boasts were interrupted by a loud crash from behind him. Rai groaned and rolled his eyes as he raised his blade and turned to face the source.

"Great, how many of you fuckers ar-"

He stopped dead-sentence once he saw what exactly he was up against this time. He tried to react, but got no time as a very large paw grabbed his face, and lifted him off the ground and stomped into full view of their almost forgotten shinx observer.

And upon seeing this newcomer, Shia was terrified at what he saw. Holding Rai by the face several feet off the ground was some sort of white mightyena-like 'mon wearing a strange, glowing face mask, with metal parts around its chest and lower torso. The 'mask' had an 'expression' of pure, unadulterated hate for the creature it held in front of it.
And to top it all off, it was gigantic. It was almost twice as big as Rai, to say nothing of Shia himself. 

The giant bellowed at the struggling Rai in its foreign language, its voice was terrifying, deep, and distorted. Shia could only cover his ears and shiver as he watched.

Rai tried to wiggle out of the creature's grasp, and if Shia had to guess, Rai was most likely about to try to get off an electric attack to free himself. But he never got the chance. The monster delivered a blindingly fast, hard punch to the raichu's exposed gut. A Mega Punch, from what Shia could guess. A scream of pain escaped Rai's covered mouth, muffled by the creature's large paw. 

The punch was followed by another, and then another in quick succession. Rai's body rocked back and forth like a rag doll on a string each time its fists met the large rat's unprotected stomach.

Shia could only wince as he witnessed this.

With a forth and final punch, the gigantic wolf-thing turned, and threw Rai out of the hole it had entered in. While his view was limited from this spot, he could see rai roll helplessly as he hit the dirt before coming to a stop, on his side. When Shia didn't see Rai move for a moment, he had thought he was dead.

"This is not good." Shia whined to himself. He had no love for Rai, but these newcomers....

Rai however, was not dead. Not yet. He slowly got up from his landing spot, a short distance away from the cabin. As hard as it was to make out, Shia could spot the faint sight of blood coming from Rai's mouth. It was apparent that Rai had taken damage during his 'fight' with the larger creature.

Shia's attention went back to the giant wolf-mon, who took something out of the cloak he was wearing. Though it was hard to see, as the large beast had its back to Shia, he could just make out what the object was: A weapon of its own, but not a blade like the others had. This one was a large, heavy looking hammer, made out of the same material the blade the others had been wielding.

In a show of intimidation, the giant beast spun its hammer around in its hand like a baton, the large weapon spun menacingly in front of it. He switched hands with it, and then again before slamming the head end of the hammer straight down against the floor of the shack, cracking the wood in the process.

Shia could not help but wonder just how strong this monstrosity actually was. Or if he really wanted to find out. He assumed that one hit from that hammer would be enough to splatter even Rai's skull like a rotten berry. Even if Rai did block it with that blade of his, it'd just knock it right out of his hands.

It was at that moment he spotted something on the floor. Something familiar.... It was Rai's blade!

'But that can only mean...'

Sure enough, Shia looked to Rai, and realized that he no longer had his blade.

'He must have dropped it when that ... thing was beating the crap out of him.' He thought.

"✡︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎ 💣︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎📪︎ 👍︎☼︎☜︎☜︎🏱︎📬︎" The blue-coated bird yelled threateningly to the now disarmed Rai.

Rai looked at the creatures staring at him from within his own shack, and finally, at Shia.

"I... Have a special... Move.." Rai spoke as Shia's fearful eyes looked upon his one more time. He coughed up some blood onto the sands before he could continue. "...Just... For this."

He looked at Shia with a malicious grin. Shia knew this grin, it was the type of grin he gave him whenever he intended to torment him some more.

"Guess what Shia? It's your lucky day!" He laughed, only to cough again. "I'm letting you go! Have fun with your life... or what's... left of it!"

And with that, Rai turned, and ran. That was his 'special move'... running the fuck away.

"⚐︎☟︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👎︎⚐︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎✏︎" Shia's attention was immediately shifted to the the naked brown bird-mon, who yelled and ran over to the table with the blade and the other thing. To his sunrise, the raptor-bird didn't pick up the blade, but rather the weird metal angled thing. 

The blue one saw this, and went wide eyed.

 "☜︎✋︎☹︎🕆︎💣︎✋︎📪︎ 🕈︎✌︎✋︎❄︎✏︎'' It shouted, but its apparent shouts of protest fell on deaf ears. Shia watched as it took the weird item into its hand, and pointed the thing straight at the fleeing Rai.

A loud bang erupted from the end of the object, as a flare of blue fire erupted from it.

A yell from the now fleeing Rai was heard. Shia could not see from where he was, but he could only imagine what happened. Rai had just been injured by this weird thing... somehow.  He caught sight of Rai one last time as he gripped his shoulder, and disappeared around a maze bend.

It was then that Shia understood what that thing was. It was some sort of weapon, one that could project IRON at range.

'But... how? Such a thing shouldn't exist!!' He argued with himself. 'But then again... I've never seen mons like this before, either.'

The brown one attempted to pursue, obviously intent on finishing the job, but both the blue bird-raptor and the large wolf creature grabbed him, and stopped him. The brown one shouted up a storm, and struggled to get free, but the two others spoke to him back, more calmly. He stopped after a few seconds, and the two of them began to look over their apparent, and examine him, and tended to the damages that Rai had done to him.

And completely ignored Shia. 

The shinx sunk into the bed, and hoped they didn't notice him. Sure, he was glad that Rai was gone from his life. But what was the old expression? 

'Out of the fire, and into the volcano?' He thought. Probably wasn't it, but it was close enough.

Whatever relief from these turn of events had been gained in his mind had quickly turned to fear. Now, he was even more scared than before. He had no idea what would happen to him, or what these creatures had planned for him if they knew he was there. 

And it wasn't like he stood a chance if, and most assuredly when they decided to turn on him. These creatures had beaten Rai. Rai. The mon that so easily beat, raped, and enslaved Shia. And these creatures had beaten him like it was nothing. In fact, it was only out of sheer dumb luck that Rai had survived to run at all.
What hope did he, a weak little shinx, have against them, should they decide to take him for themselves? Or worse. The words of Rai when he asked about his friends when he was first thrown into this miserable hole came back to his mind.

"Depends on who found them. Maybe they wanted their turn. Maybe they took them as slaves. Or maybe they ate them."
"I heard the nobles sometimes send hunters out into the dungeons to get meat for their feasts."

The possibilities of what these creatures had in store for him scared him, and each scenario was worse than the last. The best scenario he could think of was that they'd abandon him, or simply fail to notice him, leaving him for a very pissed off Rai to come back and look for his slave, to beat and abuse him again. Because if he didn't, they most certainly would, possibly even subject him to worse torments than Rai had. That is, if they didn't simply kill and/or eat him on the spot.

He thought about trying to run. He looked around, but found no means to do so. The door was still locked if he could even sneak past them, which was doubtful, the door was still locked. And the hole made by the large wolf creature was being blocked by said large creature. He doubted he could run past them fast enough or sneak past without them noticing and grabbing him.

Every thought made the panicked boy shake and shiver on the spot. He sunk down into the bed, trying to make himself as low and unnoticeable as possible. He was frozen with terror at the thought of them catching him. The only thing he could do was lie low, and pray to The Maze that they wouldn't notice him.

"...✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎✍︎"

Shia's eyes darted to the source of the voice, and saw the blue raptor-bird staring right at him. And only a second later, the other two with him.

He had prayed to The Maze, and it had just fucked him over. Again.

'Why? Why does The Maze hate me so much?' Shia thought as panic overtook his mind. He frantically looked around, and bolted off the bed, and ducked into the corner behind the bed. To his horror, he heard footsteps grow closer as they approached.

"☟︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✋︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕈︎✌︎☼︎☠︎ 💣︎☜︎📬︎" He heard one of the birds, the brown one presumably, speak.

"☹︎⚐︎⚐︎😐︎💧︎ ☹︎✋︎😐︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☼︎✌︎❄︎📫︎☼︎✌︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ✌︎ ☠︎🕆︎💣︎👌︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎☠︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎📬︎" The other one said in response. Yeah, definitely the blue one.

"🏱︎⚐︎⚐︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎" The large masked wolf said. Hearing its voice caused Shia to panic.

"S-Stay back! J-j-just leave me alone!" The shinx cried. "I-I'm not good to eat! I... I'm too lose back there! I-I-I" His pleas appeared to fall on deaf ears. His eyes remained glued to them, the large one in particular. In his panicked state of mind, it didn't even occur to him, at least not consciously, that the 'expression' on the mask had changed from an all red scary enraged one, to a black and blue concerned one.

Shia could do nothing now but wait for the inevitable. For them to grab him and pin him roughly to the bed and take their turns having their way with them. Or kill him. Or both.

"🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 👎︎⚐︎ 🕈︎☜︎ 👎︎⚐︎✍︎" 

"🕈︎☜︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎📬︎"

"❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ 🕆︎💧︎📬︎"

He heard them talk, apparently deciding what to do with him. A part of him still held out hope that what they'd decided on was to just leave him there. But that part was small, and when the talking stopped, it had been apparent they'd made up their minds. And they weren't leaving. 

"Loona... Verra... I'm sorry." He sobbed. "I... I hope I see you again... in the afterlife."

He jumped when he felt one of them touch his shoulder. It was a gentle touch, but in his panicked state, it might as well have been a rough grab. 

This was it. They'd kill him here. Or roughly mount him.

Instead, he felt a slight prick on the back of his neck. He looked to the side, to see the blue one pull some other object away from him. Some sort of needle.

He could immediately feel himself growing weary. And fast. He needed sleep. Yes, sleep. Sleep was... so good right now...

"✡︎⚐︎🕆︎🕯︎☼︎☜︎ ☝︎⚐︎☠︎☠︎✌︎ 👌︎☜︎ ✌︎☹︎☼︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎📬︎"  was the last thing he heard before he fell into a deep, helpless slumber.

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Once Rai was certain that he wasn't followed, he stopped. He panted as he caught his breath.

Truth be told, he hadn't gone very far at all. Just around the corner. Once he'd realized he wasn't being chased, he saw no reason to keep going. Though it seems his attackers thought he'd just ran deeper into the maze.

All the better. He doubted he'd make it too far in his condition.

He looked at the wound in his shoulder, hissing as he felt its sting. He had some spare bandage on hand, and he wrapped it up the best he could in his hiding spot. 

Out of curiosity, he peeked his head from the corner, looking upon his hut, just to see if they were still watching. To his relief, they weren't. Instead, they seemed to be gathered around the outside of his damaged hut, speaking to each other in that weird foreign gobbledygook they called a language. But that was not what he was concentrated on. What he was concentrated on, was something more horrifying. 

The limp body of his plaything, Shia, hanging over the shoulder of that large wolf-like 'mon.

Rai sighed to himself as he sunk back around his corner, feeling just a bit sorry for the poor kid. He knew well that he stood no chance whatsoever against these things. But... What could he do? He'd tried to fight them, and it nearly cost him his own life. The more he thought about it, the more he realized the blue bird bitch had just been toying with him, waiting for that wolf-thing to appear to give him the real smackdown. He'd stood no chance whatsoever against that thing, and if he couldn't beat them, Shia sure as shit couldn't.

But that was the fate of the weak in this world. It was all just one big problem too large to solve. Use or be used, kill or be killed. And Shia... well... he'd had spirit and spunk at first, but he turned out to be useless and weak. All but broken upon Rai's will in less than a day. 

'A pity'. Rai thought to himself. 'He was turning out to be such a nice little fuck toy until these assholes ruined everything.'

Speaking of fucking though, he was a little surprised at this turn of events. He'd imagined that they'd take their time using him themselves before doing... this. Maybe they were just too hungry for that. Or maybe they decided to show him some cruel mercy. 

After all, for someone as weak and useless as Shia, death was, perhaps, a mercy.

'Oh well, better him than me.' Rai thought with resignation. 'Sorry kid, but that's the way of things.'

The raichu couldn't help but wonder what manner of mons these were anyway? He'd never seen nor heard of anything like them. And he had seen, and stuffed himself into, quite a few 'mons of every type during his travels from place to place, from dungeon to dungeon. Male, female, though he always preferred the former over the latter. Water types, ground types, flying types, psychic types, dark types, fighting types, other electrical types. He'd seem them all. He'd stuffed himself into at least one of every type.

But none like these.  And certainly very few that could lay him down this easily, let alone were that well equipped. 

All things considered, he was lucky to be alive. Unlike poor Shia. Oh well, sometimes a sacrifice for the greater good is necessary. The greater good of 'better you than me', that was.

'And just what was that thing they hit me with anyway?!' He thought as he gripped his shoulder. Judging from the wound, it appeared to be some sort of Iron weapon. No pokemon move was capable of doing that. But that couldn't be right either. He'd been at least 10 to 20 footsteps away when his shoulder just exploded with pain. Like someone had just stabbed it with a dagger.

That clearly wasn't it, as there wasn't a dagger sticking out of it. Just a decent sized hole. One that went in one end and went out the other. He'd heard and even seen the occasional bow, but those were rare and easily recognizable. And usually didn't have iron tips, just stone tips. There hadn't been an arrow sticking out of his shoulder, so it hadn't been that either.

The only other object that came to mind was that weird looking angled thing he'd pulled off the brown bird-like thing. Was... was that what that was? Some sort of weapon that could shoot iron at a distance?

If that was the case, he was even lucky to be alive. Rai had the feeling that whoever shot him with that thing, hadn't been aiming for his shoulder, but somewhere more... lethal. If he'd been on mark, Rai might very well have not gotten away so easily, and might as well have found himself on their dinner plates. Or the plates of whoever hired them.

Yes he heard of this. Hunters being sent into the maze to hunt meat. In fact, he'd told Shia about this the first night they'd met. But he'd just said that to scare him. He never actually encountered them, and had presumed they'd be smart enough to not attack someone with a guild badge. 

Still, that's the best explanation he had for them. That, or they were just random cannibals themselves. That also worked. After all, he hadn't seen any badges on them, guild or otherwise, so they were technically savages. But they were really well equipped for savages.

His thoughts were interrupted as he heard a very loud hum approach from the sky. He looked up, and to his shock and horror, he saw a VERY large, elongated metallic object fly right over his head, and make its way over to the strange group of mons. He peeked his head around the corner once again to see how they reacted to this, but they showed almost no reaction. Almost as if they had expected it.

Given their reaction, or lack thereof, he could only presume this thing belonged to them. 

He watched as it hovered over them. And, only a few seconds later, they, and the body of Shia, all vanished in flashes of light. 

Before Rai could even question what was going on or where they'd gone, the unidentified flying object sped off, returning to the skies from whence it came at very high speed, and disappearing from view within less than a moment.

'Okay, this has gone from weird, to what the fuck did I just witness?!"

He tried to explain all of this to himself, to come up with some sort of rational explanation. His mind raced with possibilities, but none of them made even the slightest bit of sense, and each one of them was even more ridiculous than the last.

... Except one.

'Aliens?!' Rai thought to himself in disbelief. 'I was fighting... ALIENS?!'

Invaders from the skies. From a world beyond their own. 

It seemed ridiculous, ludicrous even. The realm of crazy doom cults and nutballs. A few hours ago, he'd soff at the very notion of aliens existing, let alone himself witnessing, let alone fighting them to survive. But the more he thought about it, the more everything fit.

It was all there. The weird body shapes and types. The big flying thing. The weird alien babble, the high end clothing they wore despite not having any badges, the weird weapons they were carrying. In the back of his mind, Rai knew from the beginning that they were way too advanced, way too new, and way too flashy to be simply 'some foreign noble weapons', but he'd pushed that question to the back of his mind when that had been the only feasible explanation at the time. But now, it was apparent that these were no weapons of 'mon nobility. Hell, it was apparent that these weapons weren't even made on this planet.

It also explained another disturbing thing. 

'No wonder I got my ass handed to me.' He grumbled internally.

Yes, even the fact that they'd beaten him with such little effort made sense to him. They had to be soldiers of some sort, and that blue alien had just been toying with him, setting him up for the big wolf thing to finish him off. 
That big wolf thing in particular, who knew what it was made of. It had metal parts, including that weird mask. What else was under the skin, he had to wonder?

'Could I have even scratched it with my sword?' He had to wonder. Normally, IRON was the end-all be-all of combat in this world. The exclamation point that answered the question of 'what type are you' with the answer of 'It doesn't matter, you die now!'

But Rai had to wonder if that even still applied to these mons-

'Wait... are they even mons at all? Or something else entirely?!'

He couldn't rule out that possibility either. After all, the wolf thing had damaged him in a way that only iron should have been capable of doing: of drawing blood, if only through blunt injury. 

'Were... were those humans?!' Humans had come to this planet, changed things, and went home. But they'd always been in the form of one pokemon or another. Was this what they really looked like? It was certainly not impossible.

He shook his head, cleansing his head of thoughts and questions. Right now, he had other things to attend to than this pointless speculating. Namely, his place of residence. And his fuck toy, or rather, lack thereof.

Now that the aliens were gone, Rai assumed it was safe to head back to his shack. He stumbled back to his shack, his injuries still acting up, but still able to stand and walk as he made his way to the front door. And the hole next to it.

He sighed to himself as he walked in and inspected the damage.

'The furniture is mostly intact. But the roof is going to need work. To say nothing of the wall...'

He felt his foot touch something. Something cold and metal. He bent over, and picked it up.

'M-My blade!' He thought excitedly as he held its dented, but still very much functional length in his paws.

He'd dropped it whenever the... whatever that big wolf thing was... had beaten him to a pulp and then thrown him aside like a ragdoll. They'd apparently not been interested in looting it for themselves.

'They must not be very bright aliens, then.' He thought arrogantly to himself. Even for something that advanced, it'd be foolish to leave that behind.

With his sword back in his possession, he took another look at the shack and the state it was in.

'Yeah... I can fix this.' He thought confidently. 'I'll get some wood, patch up the walls. And the ceiling. And then, I'll find another hole to stick my cock into. Maybe not in that order, but still.'

He was still miffed about losing Shia to them, but, eh, it could have been worse.

Besides, there were plenty of savages in this maze. He didn't even particularly need a submissive slave boy like Shia, though that was his preference. In truth, anything with a hole or two would do. Anything to stuff his cock into while he looked for a proper replacement for the shinx he lost. 

He felt his dick harden at the thought, and started to give it a few light strokes.

'Maybe I could even catch some hapless mon, break them, and then sell them off for supplies?' He thought with a malicious grin as he jerked himself off. Sure, the slave trade may have been dead... on the surface at least. There were no more open slave markets. But the truth be told was that the slave trade hadn't been destroyed. Just moved underground. There was always a black market for this sort of thing. There was always a noble or guild member, or even just a citizen with more money than dignity willing to purchase a broken fucktoy on the cheap.
Especially since no one except for a small handful of goodie-good Guildies were really policing it these days. And even amongst those few, they were becoming fewer and fewer. After all, when one job lies in the hands of the whims of those corrupt nobles you're trying to police, well, it went without saying that those who dug too deep often ended up missing.
His own badge was a testament to that.

'Yes, I can recover from this.' He thought. 'Just so long as they don't come back to finish the job.'

Author's Notes:

So that's the first chapter of Star Shia. The alt-quel to Loonar Eclipsed, where instead of finding Loona, they find Shia.

A few things. First off, I took Doom's advice and cut down on the alien dialogue, saving it for when it was actually important. As well as the descriptions of the aliens, especially considering that most readers have already read Loonar Eclipsed and know what they are already. 

Secondly, I am not going to do what I did with Loonar Eclipsed and write the whole thing out in advance and then post it every few days. I'm going to write it as I write it, and then release it as I have.

I do wonder if I should have split this into two or even three chapters. But oh well.