The night air was cool and the sky was beautiful despite the ruined city not a hundred yards away. With my grovyle, Cyan, in toe I surveyed the desolate but quiet street. Like most grovyle, Cyan had several leafy protrusions on her arms and head, a band of color on her belly, and a pair of leafy shaped tails. But unlike every other grovyle, The coloring of these features were reversed, her leaves were a dark-red, her belly band was red, and her belly was a bright green and She wore a rust colored scarf. I was of a slightly thin build and stood at a staggering 5'6". My face was average in my view. My blue eyes ever analyzing and my straight blonde hair tied back in a long ponytail. My attire was smeared with dirt from the trek, the black t-shirt and black-jeans well worn from the path. Seeing nothing move I immediately move through the half-open doors of the poke-center and together we closed the doors behind us and locked them I stepped around the desk and opened the main breaker panel. I flipped any switch that was on to the off position and closed the panel only to open an identical panel next to it and flip the breakers on carefully. Power returned to the poke-center and the nurse's workstation blipped to life. "Good evening! Welcome to the Poke'mon Center. Would you like to rest your Poke'mon?" I turned around and saw nurse Joy standing there slightly see-through. She was a redundancy system for the poke-center, if a physical Nurse Joy could not help you then a digital one would help as best as she can. "ARCEUS woman, I thought you were here to help Poke'mon and trainers not scare them to death..." I said giggling nervously, I'd never get used to having her pop up after activating the emergency generator. "My Poke'mon and I could use some rest, could you open one of the Breeder accommodation rooms please?" "Please state your title followed by your name. Verification of your status as a Poke'mon breeder is required to access breeder accommodations." Nurse Joy said. Holding up my poke'dex I said, "Breeder, Joseph Blackwood." "Unable to sync with trainer/breeder databases. Searching last known verification list... Welcome Joseph Blackwood, please enjoy your stay." Nurse Joy bowed to us before dissipating in a flash of light. An elevator behind the desk whirred to life and opened emitting a dull yellow light. We stepped in and pressed the button for breeder accommodations. There were more buttons in the elevator, but we didn't need to access them right now. Street level was the main floor for healing Poke'mon, the general store, and the changing rooms for trainers who needed to change out of their soiled clothes before continuing on their journey. One floor below were where the Trainer accommodations are. It contained general rooms that equated to about a hotel room and a couple poke-battle rings. There were no trainers there to fight so what was the point? Or if there were was I really going to risk the health of my Poke'mon to fight them? Then there was the level for breeders like me, soundproofed in case a particularly loud Poke'mon was being breed. Multiple rooms for the Poke'mon too, kitchen, living room. All in all those rooms were the best to stay in because of their comfortable living environment designed to be "Just like home". On the lowest floor there was a Sterile environment of test tubes and microscopes as well as more sophisticated equipment than I could identify. That floor was for researching the diseases that Poke'mon could contract and for storing the Joy clone pods, creepy place. "Grovyle..." Cyan addressed, holding a hand out. "Ah, yes. I had almost forgot about that. Thank you Cyan." I said, taking a device that looked like a Bluetooth earpiece out of her hand and placing it into my ear. I pressed a button on the tiny device and waited for it to start up and nodded towards Cyan. "I'm surprised you didn't shit yourself this time." I heard from Cyan as we walked down the hall towards the elevator. "What are you on about?" I asked, glancing at her. "Joy, silly. Not too long ago you would have shit yourself thinking that you're being jumped by one of the undying-ones." She claimed, "You've done this about a million times, I'm glad you're making progress." She shrugged pointing out that we were at our room. Opening the door with my Poke'dex I set my backpack down and carefully retrieved two other Poke'balls. I released the Poke'mon held within, a sableye and a blue ditto revealed in the dim of the living room. "Master!" the ditto cried as it threw itself at my head, getting a hug from a road dirtied slime wasn't very pleasant but I accepted it without complaint. "Okay Cavan, you don't have to do this every time I let you out of your Poke'ball. Drisk, could I get a little help here?" I said as I gently tried to remove the ditto from my face with little success. Only stopping when I felt Driskoll, my sableye, start tugging the affectionate ditto from my face. "Cavan! behave yourself, you got a ton of grime on Joe." Drisk said shaking Cavan. I set them down and pointed towards the bathroom. "I'll start dinner with Cyan, while you two wash up. When dinner is done, you two will be on dish detail while Cyan and I wash up, alright?" I instructed. Gaining a nod from both I turned back to the pack on the floor and removed some Poke'safe-certified food and started a pot of water boiling. "Cyan, could you chop these ingredients up for me?" "Yes master" she said with a smile. After a filling meal of some tasty vegetable and noodles only just slightly seasoned, Cyan and I moved to the bathroom to start washing. I picked up the soap that had somehow landed outside of the bathtub and set a few towels on the floor to dry a giant puddle. My other two Poke'mon make so many messes when it doesn't come to food. As I waited for the water to drain from the bathtub, I removed my clothing. I placed them in a hamper to take down the hall to laundry in a couple hours. Picking up my swim trunks and putting them on swiftly I knocked on the bedroom door. Cyan joined me in the bathroom, carefully slipping into the nearly-too-hot-water. I got into the unoccupied side of the bathtub with the soap and hissed through my teeth, the water was hotter than I thought. Dipping the bar of soap into the water to wet it, I motioned Cyan closer with my other hand intending on helping her get clean. I was suddenly aware of how her scales glistened in the water and couldn't look away for a moment. "Grow?" Cyan asked. I didn't need the translation device to know what she had asked. "Sorry, Cyan." I apologized, "I was just admiring the gleam of your scales under all that dirt, let's get you all cleaned up." She was blushing now, a slight smile on her face as she slid closer. I slid the bar of soap over her scales, idly wondering why I'd practically been struck dumb by the sheen of her scales. My hands continued to wash the grovyle causing her to relax in my arms. Making sure to go over the leaves on her arms and head with a fine cloth to avoid causing her discomfort. I motioned her to turn around so I could scrub her back and tail with the bar of soap and she did so without complaint. When I was done with that I was silently surprised when Cyan gave me a friendly hug. It wasn't like the ones she had given me when I rescued her from her previous trainer before the apocalypse. Those were filled with tears of relief and this one was filled with a feeling of enjoying the company of one-another. I returned it with the same amount of warmth, noticing how she seemed to be grinding over a bulge in his trunks. Blushing furiously, I immediately let go of her and began washing myself. My mind was racing, did she notice? did this make me a Poke'philiac? I didn't notice her peeking at me curiously until I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye. "What's up Cyan?" I asked, slightly nervously. "Vyle" Cyan said pointing a finger towards where the translator was charging near the head of the bathtub. I retrieved device and powered it on, nodding at her when it was fully booted up. "Joseph, you missed a spot while cleaning me..." She said sounding disappointed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was a bit distracted when I was washing you, what did I miss?" I asked, genuinely concerned for her cleanliness. She reclined in the water, floating in it for a moment before gesturing downwards towards her slit. The outer lips were red like the rest of her scales and the inner flesh was bubblegum pink, puffing obscenely in need. I sucked in a breath and I stared at her. I didn't need a translator to see where this was going. I slid myself across the tub, hugging her body close to mine. The laws against Pokephilia be damned, there were no more Jennys that would dish out punnishment for something as insignificant as having consentual sex with your pokemon. Her normally sharp arm leaves were soft on my pale skin as we felt each other up. Her body was warm from the water, some parts of it warmer than others. She ground up against the, now-noticeable, bulge in my trunks making me shiver in anticipation and pleasure. Cyan brought her hand to the back of my neck and brought my head forward into a kiss. The kiss itself was inexperienced, but passionate. This left me wondering how long she'd been waiting. When my lungs began to burn and I needed to breathe once again I broke the kiss and hugged her tight to me. "Have you ever been bred before?" I asked "I don't want to hurt you terribly on your first time." I felt her shake her head after a moment of hesitation. "But you don't have to worry, it broke it already" "I'll start slow anyways." I whispered into her ear, feeling her shiver in response. I pressed my hand to her slit feeling her up, by now she was panting slightly. I rubbed her outer lips for a while before deciding to take it a step further. Curling my finger I pressed it to her and slid in up to the second joint before she clenched up. Eventually she relaxed enough to allow me to continue, I pressed the remainder of my finger inside her and drew back slowly. I heard her moan out a "Grow...." due to the translator not being able to translate that one I guessed I was doing something right. I sped up a bit, her natural lubrication and the water allowing me to move smoothly back and forth. She reached for my head and brought it down to kiss me passionately once more. When she broke the kiss with a loud moan I took it as a sign to continue. I added another finger and let her adjust to the girth of my fingers and thrust them with the same speed as the first finger. Then when she was ready I added another and continued. She was really panting now, in between moans of pleasure that is. After I'd gotten three fingers inside her and sped up to about twice my initial thrusting I heard her let out a loud "gro~ Vyyle!" Suddenly her snatch was churning around my fingers in such a pleasant way it made me wonder what it would feel like around my cock. Flipping her over in the water I let her come down from her orgasm. When she could finally breathe again I lined my tip up to her soaked slit. I looked up at her silently asking her if she wanted to continue. She nodded to me and I nudged my tip inside her and, with the help of her natural lubricant, hilted inside her. While I waited for her to grow used to my overall girth I kissed her, this one slightly different from the last couple due to her being slightly out of breath from what I was beginning to believe was her first orgasm. I pulled back, sliding out slowly until my head was again nestled just inside her slit. Then I slide myself back in, feeling her take a deep breath through our passionate kiss and hold it until I'm hilted inside her. Her exhale turns into a breathy moan as I repeat the motion quicker. Her walls randomly grip around my length bringing me intense pleasure. "Joseph, harder... please!" Cyan moans into my ear as I grip her tightly in a lover's embrace. I oblige her by quickening my motions, pounding my hips against hers. Now getting deeper into her, I feel the tip of my cock tap the entrance of her womb. This in turn causes her to moan louder and clench tightly on the end of every thrust, her walls quivering in delight. I feel my peak approaching rapidly thanks to the extra stimulation. "Cy... I'm getting close--Ah!" I pant through clenched teeth. "Do it! Breed me, Joseph! I want to feel you flood my body with your cum!" She wails, on the verge of orgasm herself. She wraps her legs around my waist pulling me even deeper into her body from the new angle. Now my cock actually penetrates her cervix. I thrust a few more times and throw restraint to the wind. Thrusting deep one last time and lodging my head in her womb, I paint her insides white with my cum. This triggers her second orgasm, milking my cock with her powerful contractions and causing her to let loose a high-pitched squeal. Both of us sit in the (now) lukewarm water, enjoying the afterglow. I lean down to kiss my sweet grovyle tenderly. "So, how long were you planning on getting into my pants?" I ask her with a grin. Cyan only blushes fiercely at me. "Come on, where's that confident grovyle that seduced me in the bath?" She blushes, burrying her head in my chest and muttering something my translator didn't pick up on. I was about to ask what she said, but she started talking again. "Since you rescued me. When my trainer abandoned me at the poke'center, my world fell to pieces. Then you walk into the poke'center right as the world around me fell to pieces, scooping me up, and whisking me away from danger. You were my hero, yet I couldn't help thinking of you as more." She said smiling up at my. She paused taking a deep breath, "It started then, because I wanted you to be more than my hero. I wanted you as my mate. Now, I finally have you." "Silly Grovyle, you always had me." I commented, "You could have told me before now that you wanted to have more than a breeder-pokemon relationship, I would have fulfilled your request in a hearbeat." Ending my sentence with a quick kiss, I slid out of the water to grab a couple of towels. "Come on, we should probably get back to the front room before Cavan tries to plug the DvD player in again." She hoped from the water into the towel held in my waiting arms. I pull the stopper from the tub, allowing the suds and water to rush down the drain. Stepping to the door I open it, hoping the other two weren't making a mess. To my complete and utter shock, they hadn't. They were standing outside the bathroom door, wearing knowing grins. "So, I guess that means you're mates then? That took long enough to happen." Cavan asked, becoming a heart-shaped blob of goo. "I expect to hear a detailed account on what happened Cyan, don't leave me in the dark here!" Drisk gushed, making a thumbs-up up at her. I was aghast, not only did they hear the whole thing but they were in on it too?! My shock must have shown clearly on my face because Drisk smiled wider and asked me, "Surely you don't think we couldn't hear you in there, these rooms are soundproof to the outside." "I didn't think about that..." I began "How'd you guys know that she fell in love with me?" Cavan leaped up to my ear, pressing against it so only I could hear him as he whispered, "She made these loving eyes at you when you weren't looking, she also stole your underwear out of the laundry after you had a wet dream to sniff at and lick. Not to mention she whispers your name in her sleep." I blushed fiercely. "What do you mean... never mind I'm not sure I needed to hear that." I stammered. I was in the forest behind Professor Birch's home, sitting in a tree and watching the sunset with a shiny Treecko. Ah, I must be dreaming then. The sunset gently warming me and the soft breeze providing a pleasantly contrasting environment as I sat there with my soon-to-be partner. She turns to look at me, her expression one of silent excitement. Opening her mouth she lets out a surprisingly masculine "Master?" and I wake up."Master? are you awake?" Cavan asked, poking me. "Yeah, I'm up Cav. What time is it?" I ask, trying to rub my eyes. I only half succeeded since Cyan was lying against my side in the crook of my shoulder. "Your Poke'dex is showing that it's around nine in the morning, since we're holing up here for a while I was thinking you should let everyone out of their poke'balls. It's not right to keep them cooped up in little balls while you're sleeping in a bed." Cavan mumbled, being mindful of Cyan's being asleep. "Yeah, I should have done that last-night. Help me up without waking her and I'll head down to trainer accommodations, there should be a variety of battling rings that can provide the others with a comfortable living space." I say with a sigh. Cavan nods and slides his form down my arm, transforming into a thin veil over it. After a few seconds to make sure that hadn't woken Cyan, he started expanding to give me space to wiggle out. Retrieving my bag and the translator, I made my way to the elevator still thinking about the day ahead. "Sim Nurse?"I yell out. "You there?" "Hello Joseph, how may I assist you?" She asked through the PA system. "Couple of things today Joy, firstly under emergency conditions you're programed to give administrative access to the highest ranked person in the building. That should be me since there are no physical Nurse Joys present. I need to know if there are any life-signs in trainer accommodations?" I ask. She made a sound confirming my request and after a few moments she says, "There is one life-sign inside of a poke'ball in unregistered room 12. Pokeball data shows that the pokemon within is registered to Bronson Davis, a trainer. A chansey has been notified..." she started. "Cancel that request please, I'll deal with it myself. Please open all doors in Trainer Accommodations and turn on the lights." I interrupted quickly. Arriving on the first sub-floor, I proceeded to go room to room checking for supplies. I didn't find much and what I did find was rotting inside a broken fridge. Room twelve, the last room on this side of the hall was normal looking. A single box was out of place, on the counter. It was intricately carved and the poke'ball was etched and painted with bright reds and oranges. As I picked it up I was immediately aware that the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up like someone or... something, was looking at me, only inches behind me. I whip around, intent on catching whatever it was. The door behind me was closed. That's strange, I thought, I told Joy to open all the doors. "Nurse, why did you close this door?" I ask. "I'm not quite sure what you mean. I did not close any doors." her strangely calm voice says from the intercom next to the door. "What? Could you access the log files within the door and read the most recent entry?" I ask my eyes not leaving the door. The light on the door changes to a pale yellow, indicating that it had been put into diagnostic mode and Joy's voice issues forth once more "0211205309021212: An unknown error has occurred, executing security measure 01 (Door has been locked). There seems to have been a problem with an electrical system inside the door, I'll unlock it again and mechanically lock it open to prevent another problem." The door opens quickly, startling me even though I was expecting it. "Thank-you Nurse." I say and turn my gaze back to the intricate box. A single card was inside that read: "Brother, though I can no longer travel with you on your adventure due to my sickness. It is my hope that my guardian, Angel, may travel with you in my stead. Stay safe, and I will see you in the next life." Picking up the pokeball from the box, I pressed the button on the front to expand it to full size and again to release the captive Poke'mon. A red flash of light resolved into the shape of a Charizard who looked at me confused. Growling deeply, Angel glared at me. But I raised a hand to calm her. "Please, calm down, I come in peace. You've been in your poke'ball for quite a while, I'd like a chance to explain what is going on." I said clearly and she stopped growling but didn't stop glaring at me. "Thank you, My name is Joseph and I am... was a poke'mon breeder. The world you once knew is gone. All that's left are the husks of left-over buildings, survivors, and the deathless. I don't know what caused this, just that it's happened but the deathless are basically infected people and poke'mon that are hungry. We've tried everything to kill them, but it seems like the head and neck are the best options in what to aim for. I'm sorry for your loss, but your trainer Bronson might very-well be dead." At that her eyes widened and she looked away, she didn't spill a tear though. I walked up to her, hugging her tightly. She stiffened in response but eventually relaxed in my embrace. "Your name is Angel right?" I asked the charizard. She nodded into my shoulder. "I can understand you if you speak, I've got a bluetooth translator." "I'd like to say it's nice to meet you, but the situation I find myself in weighs heavily on my heart. The trainer I was with as a charmander died to what you humans call a tumor. She left me to her brother after her death. Finding out that the only link to my old master is dead is shocking to say the least." She whispered. "Would you like to meet the rest of the survivors that are here? A lot of them went through the whole, trainer is now dead thing." I asked her. I felt her nod, and so I reached for her paw and lead her to the normal-type battleground where I planed to let the surviving pokemon out of their pokeballs. Pulling a smaller bag from my pack, I began to pull miniaturized pokeballs out and release their occupants. First I grabbed a pokeball painted charcoal-gray with a set of red fangs on the bottom-half. This poke'ball contained Vandal, a giant seviper who's job was managing dozens of rescued pokemon and assigning tasks to aid our survival. Pressing the button, I realeased him and he flicked his tongue at me. "We're at our next destination and I found another survior, a charizard named Angel this time." I said in response to his questioning gaze. "I figured I'd let the survivors strech outside their pokeballs at this center for a bit before moving to the next poke'center. "Well then, they'll be glad to hear that. Go ahead and release the others. I need to talk to you in private afterwords though." He said, moving up my offered arm and lying on my shoulders. I nod to him and quickly release the rest of the survivors. A total of thirty four other pokemon of various species were lined up silently waiting for me to speak Like they did every-time we stoped at a poke'center. "Hello, you all know me as Joseph. I rescued most of you from the apocalypse and some of you joined of your own accord... A couple of things today, we've been traveling for a while and I thought everyone deserved a break from traveling. We'll be here for a week. Like last break, if you need to go to the surface or to any of the other floors you'll need at-least a party of three and one of those three must have opposable thumbs." I said chuckling at the cheering pokemon."Now, we have another pokemon joining our number. Please give Angel the charizard a warm welcome." My hands indicated the charizard to my right, the charizard looking like she wanted to be anywhere but the center of attention. "Dub! I have to talk to Joseph for a bit, you're in charge for the time being." Vandal said from my shoulder to which a noibat noded. "Great!" I said. "Vandal and I will be in one of the trainer rooms until I need to go back downstairs to breeder accommodations." I turned around and made my way to one of the rooms and closed the door behind me. "So, what's up?" I ask Vandal, the impromptu second in command of our rag-tag-group of survivors. He waited until I had sat down on the bed to move down my body and curl up on the bed next to me before he said, "We have to go out and search nearby buildings for additional supplies. We have a good supply of berries but not all of us are berry eaters normally and are feeling quite shaky from the switch to pure fruit." I heard a groan from behind me, but when I looked there wasn't anything there but the wall, Vandal didn't react to it. "Alright, we'll need to be careful to not lose anyone to the deathless again. This time when you go out you'll need a ranged specialist to take them out before they get close, a fire-type to set the corpses on fire when they get too close and a flying pok�mon to scout out the path." I said, Vandal didn't respond but I got the feeling that he wanted to say something else so I didn't say anything. After a moment he nodded and sighed in frustration. I was about to press him for answers but I caught movement out of the corner of my eyes. A shadow had detached from the corner and disappeared into Vandal. "Vandal has something else he's been wanting to ask you for a while now and I have been encouraging him to ask you. But since he's not going to willingly ask you, I'll be blunt with you... He wants to mate with you." Vandal's stiff body said. His head jerking to look at me directly. Well, shit... "I noticed he wanted to say something before you possessed him, and I was going to ask him what was on his mind. So there was no need for you to do so, ghost." I replied noticing the shadows under Vandal seeming to writhe. "I'm just a wild Haunter." He informed me. "Now, how about it?" I then took a couple moments to think about it. Vandal has been with me since near the beginning of the apocalypse and has always been a pok�mon I can trust in. I had seen several of the shafts of the male pok�mon. Some of them were tapered with a bulb at the base to tie them to their mates and insure insemination, but I'm sure that snake-like pok�mon like Vandal had a pair of shafts. With Vandal's size it could be a challenge even if I had fooled around with a few guys before this all happened. I guess in the end my curiosity got the better of me and I finally gave the possessed seviper an answer. "I guess I'd be up to breeding with you, I just recently had some fun with Cyan. So pok�mon aren't a problem and I'll admit, I do like males too." Vandals eye searched mine for any deception and then faded into disbelief as he found none. The shadow of the Haunter detached from Vandal and Vandal immediately glared at the shadow as he curled around my body at the hips. My eyes were on Vandal's shafts, each of them longer and thicker than my own pushing from a slit near the bottom of his tail. "Getting an eyeful I see. I must admit I'm curious about your cock as well." Vandal says waving his cocks in front of my face for a second before his coils bring them over my shoulder and down my back. A trail of fluids leading the way to the waistband of my pants as he slides the blade like tip of his tail down between the elastic and my skin. I realize he might have some trouble seeing my shaft through my pants so I stand up to pull them down for the poison-type to see. But his coils intercept my hands and hold them until I get the message to not pull them down. Vandal wanted to take his time to enjoy this, it seemed. His tail slides between my ass-cheeks and carefully avoids my sack and shaft. I feel his shafts slip into the back of my pants and his tail pulls down the front of my pants letting my erection bob in the air for him to see. Instead of commenting on my shaft I feel his tongue flicking against my member, smelling and tasting me. I bite my lip as the tips of his cocks find their mark and press against it. My hole clenching as the slick pre quickly covers it. He then surprises me by opening his mouth and lunging at my member, my mind imagining his sharp, venomous fangs sinking into my vulnerable flesh. Instead I sink into his tunnel of warm, vulnerable flesh. I can't hold back a groan of pleasure this time. Sensing my body becoming relaxed, surrendering to the pleasure, his cock tips push their way into me. I let out a cry of pleasure that reminded me of one of Cyan's moans from last-night and the shafts continue pressing into me. Realizing that I'm already close to the edge, I start thinking of other things. As more of my shaft disappears into his mouth, more of his shafts push into me and I have to grit my teeth as his shafts together become thicker than the largest guy I've ever had back there and still he pushes deeper. My cock explodes suddenly as I lose focus on preventing my orgasm, thick ropes of my cum spurting down Vandal's throat. His head pulls back so the last spurt of his cum catches his tongue. "Someone has been eating a lot of pecha berries..." He observes making me blush as I had been eating pecha berries when I got hungry on the way here. "It's better than my last partner, he tasted very heady and salty." "Glad you like it so much..." I say peaking over my shoulder to try to see how much was inside me. While his coils completely blocked my view of his shafts, I did feel him shiver as he hilted inside me. Damn that was a lot of snake cock in my ass. I squirm as the sensation of being filled this well was kinda overwhelming. Thankfully Vandal had enough sense to not start thrusting into me immediately after hilting. When the sensation became more pleasant and less uncomfortable I nodded to Vandal who pulled his cocks out a couple inches and pushed back into me, starting shallowly to thrust into me. My cock had started drooling my pre when his tips first pushed into me, but this had them drizzling in a nearly continuous stream. Eventually when he felt my ass was ready for it, his cocks pulled out a little further and pushed them back in quicker. Making me moan out Vandal's name as he thoroughly fucked my ass. I didn't know my cock had become hard again until Vandal suddenly lunged again, taking my cock deeper into his throat. I sucked in a breath of the cool air and let out a long breathy moan. His cocks once again thrust harder and quicker into my depths. I felt something warm dripping from my ass and for a moment I thought it was blood, but reasoned I would be feeling pain if something was bleeding so it must have been Vandal's excess pre dripping down my leg and into my bunched pants. I'd have to wash those later. I then noticed Vandal was starting to become awkward in his thrusts and tensing up his coils, he was becoming close to his orgasm and my second wasn't far behind. I felt his coils shift to start pulling his cocks out. That's a bigger mess than I'm willing to deal with! My arms reach back as his tips nearly slip out of my body and pull his cocks back deep inside me quickly, startling him. But not enough to prevent his orgasm, I think as I feel his body start liberally coating my insides in his seed. My own cock spurts again down his throat, smaller this time. But compared to his load it might as well have been nothing at all, his continued spurting making it obvious that he's been badly pent-up as ropes of warm spunk filled my ass. As his orgasm and mine wound down and left us in a pleasant afterglow, the Haunter decided to make another appearance. "Seems to me that was easier than you were making it Vandal. You should have let me do that ages ago." He said in an amused tone. "Wait a minute... Ghost-type pokemon like you can fly, be invisible to the naked eye unless you want to be seen, and pass through walls at will, right? None of the pokemon here would have to risk their lives if you'd go out to scout areas for supplies! The deathless can't attack you if they can't see you, you can get an aerial view on the city to guide us safely from the city You'd make a perfect scout!" The haunter looked thoughtful for a moment then nodded his head. "I could do that, but on one condition... I have to stay a wild pokemon, so no pokeballs for me." he said. I reach out and start shaking his hand to seal the deal only for my hand to slip through him like he wasn't there. "Do you think you can start immediately? We need protein supplements for the carnivore and omnivore pokemon here. That's your primary objective. Secondary objective is that if you find something that could help the group like a water purifier or some matches. Even some blankets or TMs." "I can do that, you and Vandal look like you could use a shower though. He has the most sensitive sense of smell here so he should be able to help you wash all the traces of his and your arousal from your body. I'll head out really quick and take a look at the buildings close to us..." He said turning to fly through the wall. "Wait!" I shouted and he turned back around. "I respect your decision to continue to be a wild pokemon but would you like a nickname?" I ask him causing him to look at me funny. "I don't have a nickname, nor do I want a new one. But if it makes it easier you can refer to me as Mayhem." He replied and flew through the wall. I turned to look at Vandal with a groan as he had once again sucked my cock into his throat. ------------- Mayhem? I wonder why I took that nickname. I hadn't used it since long before I became a ghost-type. Protein and survival supplies could usually be found at one of the nearby stores. No such luck though, they had been hit months ago when the apocalypse had hit. But knowing the shops like I did, they had over-flow storage in a secret basement. Floating into the store I took a quick look around, finding faded magazines and busted beverage dispensers but not much else. So I located the hatch behind the counter and floated through it. At some point someone must have knocked over a box of poke-balls since the first thing I saw was a sea of red and white like a spilled bag of marbles. Those could be hazardous for me to touch, so I avoid them for the time-being and instead check the other shelves. No protein here but plenty of potions, cola, a TM that I couldn't identify. I mentally mark this location for further investigation by Joseph or Vandal and move on to the next building. This building looks like it used to be a house and the glass patio-door has long since been shattered in an attempt of one or more of the deathless to gain access to the residence. Floating into the kitchen I peak into the cabinets looking for any surviving food. I grin when I get to the last one and it's full of packages, seems like most of it is expired potato-chips and such. But also mixed into the various packages are a couple packages of synthetic jerky, a very good source of protein that doesn't really go bad unless exposed to humid conditions. The next building was intimidating and that's saying a lot when it's coming from a ghost. It looked like a large office building and something inside was actually piquing my interest. There was electricity inside, still powering the workstations despite the loss of power from the local grid. Cautiously, I floated around the front of the building. This is even more interesting, the building (Unlike the other human buildings) had no exterior markings to indicate it's origin. The doors at ground level seemed to be mostly intact without any bloody hand-prints to indicate anyone had tried and failed to enter the building. First thing's first, I had to try the door since we'd need a physical entrance if I found anything of use here. So I tried pulling on the handles, and one by one mentally marked them as locked. What about behind the desk where humans usually kept a button to remotely unlock doors? I passed through the doors and found the reception desk. The button however was nowhere in sight, so I started passing through things to find any wires that didn't plug-in to a standard three prong plug. Ah, there it was. The button had been concealed in a drawer under a stack of papers. Pressing it, I heard a buzz and a click from the door. Successful, I thought and then turned back to finding protein or perhaps the uninterrupted power's supply. I first floated through the numerous desks on the second floor, not finding anything but various files and papers. The ground floor, however, had various heavy machinery and what looked like a 3d printer frozen half-way through printing the sphere-shaped circuits of a poke'ball but the material used for them were odd. Out of curiosity, I floated over to the computer hooked to the printer and brought the machine back to life. It took about ten minutes to finally finish printing the ball. The ball was odd however and the button was on top of the ball. Pondering the significance of this, I tried floating into the basement. What I saw there will haunt me until the day I'm reborn... Several pedestals with pokeballs... no. These were too dark to be pokeballs they gave me a sense of unearthly fear like I have never known. The balls themselves crackled with energy that seemed to absorb the light around them like what humans called black-holes but didn't seem to suck anything else into them. This is definitely a place of interest even if I hadn't found protein or survival supplies. The rest of the trip yielded nothing useful except for a few blankets and a small stash of granola bars but then again I could have argued that I had more on my mind at that point. ------------- "Well, from how you're describing them, I'm pretty sure those strange balls could be darkballs." I said, sighing at the blank look I got. "They were used by early criminals to completly enslave a pokemon to the user's will and boost their power exponentially. Last I heard nobody had been able to completly recreate a darkball because of the rarity of certain metals... But you say there were, not only one, but several and that that place was in the process of creating more?" "Yes" Mayhem replied looking hesitant to tell me more about something he didn't want to remember. "As a breeder I'm technically supposed to report all of this to the rangers. But seeing as I don't know if they still exist after everything that's happened, I guess it falls on us as the survivors, to destroy everything related to the creation of the darkballs and the darkballs themselves." I inform them, shaking my head at the rediculousness of the situation. "We should also release any pokemon trapped inside the balls and see if they're able to be remediated from their mindless states. I guess we should do that first-thing tomorrow, weather permitting. Vandal, I'll need you to round up a few pokemon who would be willing to help out." I feel Vandal curl back around me to look up at me from my lap. "What should I tell them about the trip?" "Tell them that we're checking out a place of interest and retrieving supplies from the surrounding buildings" I say and stroke the top of his head. "No need to cause extra alarm within our group." Early the next day, my pokedex's alarm started to ring waking everyone up. Various grumbles alerted me to the fact that none of my pokemon were wanting to be up but kept moving despite this thanks to the urgency. I had informed them of what Mayhem had found in an intact building nearby and they all had eagerly volunteered to go with me. It was a rare chance that we got any time outside a building to walk, or in this case sneak, through actual grass and feel the sunshine on our back. Not to mention they eagerly wanted to train their skills against any unlucky undying that sought to end our lives and conscript us. I quickly turned off the alarm and slunk to the coffee machine I had set to make coffee five minutes before waking us all up in preperation for leaving swiftly. I pour myself a cup and carry it back to to the bedroom where I had set out my clothes for the day. Swiftly pulling on my clothes, I grabbed my translator and pokedex before checking that all my pokemon were ready. Cavan was atop Drisk's head as the gem pokemon swayed in what I hopped was early-morning grogginess and Cyan was itching to be out in the sunlight again. I lead my pokemon through the hall to the trainer accomidations where hopefully Vandal, Mayhem, and whoever else wanted to tag along waited awake in the room from last-night. My luck was holding out as I heard the various mumbling of pokemon from the doorway ahead of me. Entering the door was when my luck ran out, however, I noticed something I should have planned for. I had been washed of the smell of Vandal and my actions the night before but the sheets and matress still gave off a somewhat powerful scent of sex... I half-turned towards Cyan expecting the worst. Her nostrils were flexing like she had caught the scent but she was only smiling eagerly. "Alright, so we have Cyan, Cavan, Drisk, Mayhem, Vandal, Arcanine, and Angel?" I tallied on my hands. "I'm glad that you feel comfortable enough with the situation that you're joining us today Angel. I do believe we will be more than prepared for whatever we might encounter out there. Everyone ready to go?" Everyone nodded to some measure and I said "Alright, let's move out and keep to the buddy-system, Cyan and Angel, Arcanine and Cavan, Drisk and Vandal, Mayhem we're on point and thanks to your scouting we know where we're headed." I turned around and lead the group pokemon to the elevator which took us to the surface. A sunny day outside greeted us and there were none of the deathless in sight from the front-door. We quickly file out before gently closing the gap behind us. It wasn't until we were nearly half-way to the building when the question was finally asked. "Joseph?" The arcanine asked. "I know Vandal told us that we were checking out a point of interest today but he failed to mention what it was exactly." "Ah, oh. Mayhem found something that would have been illegal if the rangers were still alive to deal with it." Angel's head swiveled to listen closer. "It's pre-rocket technology called darkballs." "Ominous" The arcanine said "What is it?" "The darkballs were used to completely enslave any pokemon's will, despite if it had been captured by another trainer already, to the user's will." I informed. "If all goes well, we're going to try to destroy the balls." I heard a meaty smack as one of the deathless toppled off of a building to the street behind us, then a low roar as Angel and the Arcanine set the body ablaze with a flamethrower. Nothing else happened as we walked, each of us absorbed in our own thoughts that it was almost surprising when we got to the building. Like Mayhem had said, the building was nondescript almost camoflaged amidst the buildings to either side of it. One could notice the building was there but not question it later. We all got inside the building rather quickly and then spread out to look for useful documents and data drives. I was sitting next to the incomplete darkball Mayhem had first seen inside reading several documents Angel had brought me. The documents in question only reffered to the darkball simply as "the device" probably to save themselves the trouble of having to explaing themselves if a reporter somehow got into their ranks and snapped a few documents to report to local authorities. It was mostly scientific jargon but a couple notes caught my attention like "Retained intelligence", "Life-locked to the devices", and "Accidentally set to feed on rage to empower other emotions". And an email to a dispoable address thanking the resipient for the test subject. Mayhem startled me by popping through the screen before I could read anymore to tell me that he'd found the entrance to the chamber below. I placed the papers into my bag with what had already been salvaged and called the rest of the group to follow Mayhem downstairs. The entrance to the chamber below was through an elevator but there wasn't a way to get the elevator to stop on that floor without an ID. So I recalled everyone except for Mayhem with the promise to let them all out again when I could. Then I sent the elevator to the floor below and climbed through the maintenance hatch in the roof. Mayhem had already pushed the physical switch to open the doors there was plenty of room to move around. I let the pokemon out of their balls again and aproached the terminals on the pliniths where the balls were stored. I could deffinitely feel the fear Mayhem had described and the lack of light around the balls. One by one, I checked that the terminals noted there were no pokemon inside then had both Angel and Arcanine melt them to slag. The last one, however, did have a pokemon in it and noted that the ball was the first successfull one to incorporate the Life-lock feature to prevent the pokemon's release if the darkball fell into the wrong hands. "We have something here..." I murmered to them "Be ready to fight if it's hostile." The pokemon took various places around the room, Cavan and Mayhem hid behind where I was planning on letting the pokemon out, Angel and Arcanine, Cyan and Drisk standing in a half-circle next to me. I nodded to myself and pressed the button on top of the device and lobbed it into the middle of the room. A red flash of light announced the arival of the darkball's prisoner. "Well, you don't seem like my normal torturers." Said the pokemon, I felt a psichic probe enter my mind and quickly flit through my memories. "No, not a torturer at all. A Licensed Breeder before the end of the world and survivor up to this point at least, acting in the stead of the pokemon rangers." "What kind of pokemon are you? I've never seen your species in the pokedex..." I asked waving to Mayhem and Cavan that it was alright. "Genetically Engineered Clone of legendary pokemon, Mew... I believe my creators called me Mewtwo." I stood there stunned, Mew was a mythical pokemon. Nobody had evidence of it's existance outside of myth or folk-lore, or so I had thought. But the pokemon standing in front of me didn't resemble what Mew supposedly looked like. It was almost six times larger than in the myths, the dark purple lending a sinister look to what should have been a friendly pink. "My coloration is thanks to the incomplete darkball." It says derailing my train of thought, pointing over its shoulder at the darkball on the plinith. "It was a feature to make sure that the expendable dittos could be identified if they managed to escape the ball." The darkball raises slowly into the air and starts orbiting the pokemon."I don't intend to hurt you, if the apocolypse is as bad as I've seen through your eyes then the only logical way for me to insure my own safety is to stick close to larger groups of pokemon and people who are already on-guard to the 'deathless'" "Y-you want to come with us?" I ask my voice cracking in surprise. "I would, since I'm forever bound to the darkball it would be unwise to have to constantly worry about having the ball broken while fighting. But I'd request that you give me a name." She replied "Mewtwo is such an original name, I hate having to be reminded that I'm not original." The ball floated over to me and I reach out to take it hesitently. The others stood (or floated) behind me still ready to attack if she proved to be a threat, when I turned to them they visibly relaxed. I knew they couldn't hear her words since they were in my head and they didn't gasp when she claimed to be a mew clone. "Well, two pokemon at the same way-point. This is, for lack of a better name at this time, Mewtwo. Mewtwo intends to join us peacefully. Is everyone ready to head back to the center?" Angel moved closer to Mewtwo to curiously sniff her shoulder but otherwise everyone provided an answer and the majority saying yes. "Back to the balls then while I get us back upstairs." I started recalling the pokemon with the exception of Mewtwo since she held up a hand. "How will you get back up the elevator shaft? I can help you with my powers, Joseph." She reminds me. "That's going to take some getting used to. I guess what you can do would be appreciated." I say shrugging and walking back to the elevator, as we pass the slagged darkballs I hear her picking up the metal and powdering it with her abilities. I somehow know she's gathering the rare matterials from them and destroying any recoverable details so if and when society could rebuild properly it would be even harder to create darkballs. The shiny dust forming a ball that then turned into what looked like a collar around her neck, the material could be stored in the darkball with her like a scarf or sooth-bell. We reached the elevator shaft and I start to enter the shaft to climb to the ground floor but then I feel Mewtwo's powers shut the doors before I can enter them. I glance back at her but a couple seconds later I hear the elevator ding as it rumbles down behind me. Stepping into the elevator I start thinking of a nickname for the Mewtwo as she stepped into the elevator behind me. I was thinking of a "K" name, something that didn't you wouldn't give to a pet, Mewtwo seemed to hold herself as more of a person than most pokemon. Kim? too simple. Kate? I don't think so. Katrina? no, that's not entirely original since my Aunt's name is Katrina... "Kathy? I like it. It does leave me open for being informally called Kat which was could be a misspelling of Cat which is a feline. Mew was a feline pokemon, it's rather clever... What do you mean this is going to take some getting used to?...scared that I'll blurt something out like the fact you're sleeping with two of the surviving pokemon. That is a valid point. Ah, I see what I'm doing wrong! I'm pulling your thoughts from inside your mind instead of letting you think about what you want to say, your mind can't censor your thoughs normally so what I pull from your mind could come across as rude or blunt" She says rapidly before pausing to let me speak. "Yeah, normally people can't psychicaly listen in on another person's thoughts. I'm glad you like the name though...Kat" I reply slightly relieved I didn't have to explain all of that to her myself. "And don't think I didn't notice the fact that you think of me more as a person than a pokemon..." She said wrapping her arms around me in a hug "Thank you." I was at a loss. Kat, who I only met recently and who was a legendary pokemon's clone, had just hugged me like I was an old friend. But then the elevator opened and she let go, the moment coming to the end heralded by the ding of an elevator. I stepped out of the metal box and let the other pokemon out of their balls again, Kathy walked around to the different machines eyes glowing brightly for a couple seconds accompanied by a burst of smoke from the various computers. I was worried that we were missing out on the information contained within them that might be able to free Kat from the dark-ball, but on the other hand it looked like she was blowing off steam by spiting the people who had created the damned things. We moved out once Kathy had wandered back over to us, making a couple more stops to pick up even more supplies from residential areas. I thought it was strange that dispite being psychic, Kat perferred to walk rather than float. Another couple of hours we walked back into our temporary settlement a couple boxes of jerky and berries, my backpack full of as many data-drives as I could salvage before Kat destroyed the rest.