Chanza, Pokémon of the Night
Chanza, Pokemon of the Night
Right.. This was my first story ever, and I wrote this back in like, 1998, just as I was beginnning to "Discover" furry through Pokémon Hentai. :P
Anyway. The quality is probably nowhere near that of My Shadowrun fic (and yes, i'll do another), so take it with a grain of salt.
Pokémon © Teh Pokémon company. Chanza/Khan are Mine. Contains Yiffage, and OMFG VAMPIRES (Don't ask why I did Vampires, it just came to me.)
As always, Fap on, Chummers!
The Vampire Pokemon are An Ancient Race, Dating Back to the Dark Ages of both Pokemon and Human Civilization before, there were no "Trainers", Nor "Pokeballs", Nor "Pokemon Leagues". Humans Kept Pokemon as Slaves, As Concubines, Forced to do their bidding. Pokemon Were Subservient to Mankind, instead of Equals, as they are today. They Rebelled, Created armies. Fought for their right to be equals on the planet. The two races may have died out if it had not been for the Pokemopolitans. The Pokemopolitans were an advanced Race, a Strange Mixture of Both Pokemon and Human. They Kept themselves secretive, only acting as observers. They Also Possessed Strange Magical Powers. In an Effort to stop the war, they broke their Secrecy and gave The Humans an Arcane Form of Magic Known as the Apricorn, to quell the war, and allow Peace. Big mistake. The Humans Used Apricorns to recapture the Pokemon, allowing them to win the war. In the end, only 2 uncaptured Pokemon were left. The Pokemon Lords. The Two Gigantic Pokemon, an Alakazam and a Gengar, represented both good and evil to the Pokemon, and were their gods. In their anger at the Pokemopolitans, the launched an attack on their great city. After a titanic battle, they were captured inside Ultra-powerful Apricorns, but not without causing untold damage to the city. The Pokemopolitans Died out, their civilization ruined.
Within their imprisonment, the Pokemon Lords vowed their revenge on the Humans, and so created a Pokemon instilled with their power and Hatred. A Charmander. This Small fire lizard, which they christened Chardula, went on a rampage, destroying towns and cities. But the humans were too stubborn they kept alive no matter what. Chardula, realizing that he must resort to more Covert methods, called together a Group of the most Powerful Charmanders there were, and created a Society. He instilled them with the Pokemon Lords Power. But he also gave them something else. A Means to keep them under his control, to keep them under his power.
A Thirst.
For Blood.
Chanza was a Smallish Charmeleon, a few centimeters shorter than most. That was the biggest difference of him to others when you were not close to him. But once you got close up, you would see a few VERY striking differences. Chanza was a deeper red, Almost the colour of blood. He also ad Very Deep, Green eyes. Green eyes in a Charmeleon were very rare, as most had blue eyes. But the Most striking difference was the scar. Years ago, when he was but a baby Charmander, on one of his little adventures, he accidentally walked in on two Scyther Mating. And being walked in on while mating can make a Scyther VERY angry. The Male attacked Chanza, Leaving a Scar down through his right eye.
As Chanza walked through the Open Fields, he realized that it was getting dark. The winter Nights around here were Very cold, and cold is VERY bad for a fire type Pokemon such as himself. And looking at the sky, it would Surely be a blizzard tonight. Chanza shivered. There was an old, Industrial town just ahead. Maybe he could find shelter there. As it got darker, Chanza began to walk faster, eventually breaking into an all out sprint inside the city. He looked around for a place to spend the night. He saw an old, abandoned hotel just a head, and ran to it. It had just begun to snow. As he got to it, he noticed that the door had bee boarded up years ago. No matter. He Torched the Boards away with a well-placed Flame-thrower attack, and walked inside, through the Smoldering remains. He looked around the hotel rooms, and found one with an old bed, and a pile of wood on the floor. This is too good to be true, the thought, as He bunched up the pile of planks, lit them with a small burst from his Flame-thrower attack, Jumped into bed and Slept.
Chanza was surrounded by a red mist of some kind. There was no floor, ceiling, or walls; he was just suspended in the mist. Then something came out of it. All he could see at first was a plume of flame. Then the outline of an eye, with the flame as it's pupil. There was a thunderbolt mark at the bottom of it, coming out of the eye like a tear. The Symbol moved forward, until it was over his head and he had to look up, agape at it. There were grooves along the edge of it. Something began to Trickle down the grooves. Something red. Blood. Something held his head up at the symbol with his mouth open. He could not move. He screamed, the blood crying out of the Mouth, as the first drop hit his mouth.
Chanza awoke with a start, sweating. It was just a bad dream, that's all.. He looked out the window. It was still the Middle of the Night. And the snow was Whizzing around outside. He looked around the room. The Fire had long since burned out, and there was another Charmeleon kneeling in the bed in front of him. Chanza did a double take, and yelled out.
The other Charmeleon, wearing a robe covering most of his body, and a hood, Held a claw in front of Chanza's Mouth, and Chanza went quiet.
"Ssh.. Hush. Don't make a sound."
He moved his Claw away from Chanza's face.
"Who... Who are you?"
"I am What I am, Chanza."
"Wh..what? How do you know my name?"
"Whomever of us dies not know of you has been living under a rack for the past 3000 years. For you are the Chosen one, Chanza."
"What do you Mean, Chosen one?"
"Heh. You have no Knowledge of us. Take My hand, Chanza, and you shall know."
Chanza Hesitated, but then thought that it would be better to do whatever the other Charmeleon said, so he took his hand.
For a split second, Chanza felt as though he ha just been Vaporized, his body torn apart. But the sensation only lasted a moment, and he opened his scrunched eyes. He looked around, and saw that he was in a completely different place. He was in what looked like a stage/theater area. A row of hooded figures stood ahead of him as an audience, all robed. He noticed the distinctive Wings coming out of slots in the Back of the Robes. They were obviously Charizards. Then he looked at the Other Charmeleon, who was still holding his hand. He broke away, and the other Charmeleon took off his robe, revealing himself to Chanza. The other Charmeleon was Large, almost a foot taller than Chanza, and was very Muscular. Chanza himself was a little on the chubby side. Chanza gazed at the Body in front of him, the Large, Muscular feet, with Perfectly trimmed claws, the fit legs, Perfectly smooth Scaled Chest and Belly, going up to the Deep Dark green eyes, just Like his own. Then he saw. The other Charmeleon had a scar Just like his, except it was on the left eye. Chanza Gaped, absolutely stunned at the other Charmeleon, who was like a Larger, Fitter, mirror image of himself! The other Charmeleon Laughed.
"Ha, Ha, Ha... You see my similarities to you!"
"What.. ARE you?"
"Does this answer your question?" He pointed at the Rear of the Room. Hanging on the wall, as powerful as it had been in his dream, was the Same Eye symbol.
"What? That Symbol.. Oh, My God, you're.."
"Vampires? Yes Chanza, we are. And you will be, too."
The Other Charmeleon Brushed his Claw against Chanza's Scar.
"Oh, yes, you are indeed the Chosen one..."
"But... Why me?"
"For 3000 years, it has been prophesised that two Blood brothers, Mirror images of each other, would come together as one, and become the Most Powerful of our kind, and also be the Heirs to our society."
"I... Am A Vampire?"
"Heh... Not yet..."
Chanza felt strange, as though this had been his destiny all along.
"I... I accept my Fate. What am I to Do?"
"You shall become one with me for we are Blood Brothers. Partners. Lovers." The Other Charmeleon took Chanza into an embrace, their eyes looking into each other. Chanza's, Scared, knowing full well what was to happen to him, The other Charmeleon's, Soft, Caring, but with a glint of something more. Something Sinister, Evil.
" I am Khan, Chanza. Welcome to the Blood Tears."
Khan brought his lips to Chanza's, kissing him like a lover would his mate. Because they were. They allowed their tongues to mingle in each other's Mouths, as Kahn Picked Chanza up, and lay him down on the floor. Khan Began to move his claws over Chanza's body, Grabbing and Squeezing his Muscles as he Moved down towards Chanza's Crotch.
This entire time, Chanza had been tensed up, every Muscle contracted, but as Khan's claw brushed lightly over Chanza's sheath, he basically went Limp.
"Yes, It's better if you relax..."
Khan Began to Massage Chanza's crotch, groping and darting his claws in and out of Chanza's Sheath. Chanza was unable to do anything but gasp and Moan.
Khan Broke the Kiss, and Began to Lick Chanza, stroking his tongue across Chanza's scar, then moved lower, licking down Chanza's Neck, down his chest and Belly, around his thighs, and into his crotch, daring in and out of the sheath, and around Chanza's Now erect cock. A Bead of Precum appeared, and Khan Licked it off, enjoying the Salty taste. Wanting More, he took the Entire Length of Chanza's Cock inside his Mouth, and began to Suck, Milking Chanza of His Precum. Unconsciously, Chanza grabbed Khan's head, and began to Face-Fuck Khan. Khan Broke away, and moved upward, massaging his now erect cock around Chanza's Face.
"I think that's enough for now.. Now it's my turn.."
Chanza opened his mouth, and Chanza Thrust in, moving his cock in and Out of Chanza's Mouth, as Chanza Moved his hands down to his Cock, and Began to jerk Himself Off.
Khan Suddenly pulled away, and got up, pulling Chanza Up with him.
Khan Kissed Chanza roughly, and Moved him to his side.
"Chanza, I want you to relax, I am Going to Make Love to you."
"Yes.. Please.. Make Love to me..."
Khan Knelt down, and began to Lick Chanza's tail, Licking across the Flame at the Tip, enjoying the Taste of the Oils secreted at the tip to keep the Flame alight, Moving Down across the thick, scaly Skin, towards the Pucker of Chanza's Tailhole.
Chanza Moaned as Khan Licked around Chanza's ass, and then Forced his tongue past the Sphincter. Khan then began to move his tongue in and Out of his ass, Slicking up the Inside with his Saliva.
Khan then Got up, grabbing his Cock, directed it towards Chanza's ass, and Pushed in.
Chanza Screamed in an Intense Mixture of Pleasure and Pain as Khan's Cock, Preslicked with his Own Saliva and Precum, Pushed Smoothly into Chanza's Tailhole. Khan Held it there for a moment, His entire Length in Chanza's ass, his Crotch Flush with Chanza's Tailhole. Then He pulled out until the tip of His Cock was just barely in Chanza's ass, and rammed Back in, electing a shuddering Noise from Chanza's throat. Khan Began to Pump in and Out of Chanza's ass, their Tails entwining into a Tight Double helix, their Flames Combining into One.
The Fucked For almost an Hour, Indulging in their Carnal Pleasures, Khan Fucking Chanza, his 7 Inch Cock Thrusting in and Out of Chanza's Tailhole, One of His Hands on Chanza's tail, the Other Helping one of Chanza's Hands To Jerk Himself off. Chanza's Other Hand was on the Wall of the Stage, Claws Cutting into the Wall. Some of the Hooded Charizards could not help themselves, and began to Jack off inside their Robes at the Sight of the Two Charmeleons Fucking each other. Soon they Both Knew that this "Initiation" Had to Come to an end. Chanza's Claws Cut into the Wall, Crushing it, as He came In an Apocalyptic Fashion, Litres of Cum Splattering Everywhere. This Pushed Khan Over the Edge, Exploding into Chanza's Ass. Both Chanza And Khan Knew What was About to happen, and Khan Did as he was Meant to do. He moved his Head towards Chanza's Neck, and Jabbed in with His Fangs, Beginning to Drink the Blood Splurting out of Chanza's Veins.
They Kept Cumming and Cumming, Drenching themselves in the Thick, white Liquid. Khan kept drinking Chanza's Blood, His Fangs Secreting a type of DNA Mutagen into Chanza's Remaining Bloodstream, Splattering Litres and Litres Of Cum into Chanza's Ass. They Kept Cumming for almost 10 Minutes, the Onlooking Charizards Splattering the Inside of their robes with cum. When they could cum and Drink No More, Khan Shlopped out of Chanza's Well-Used Tailhole, letting go Of Chanza's Neck. Chanza Collapsed, Drained of Both Cum and Blood, Blacking Out with a Great big Grin on his Face. Khan sat, exhausted, But also Supercharged with Chanza's Blood. He Looked at Chanza, Lying on the Floor With a Great Big Goofy Grin on his Face. He was Afraid that he may have drunk too much, and that Chanza may be dead. He Slid over to him, their Bodies Coated with a Thick Layer of Cum from Head to Toe, and Placed A Hand Over Chanza's Neck. His Pulse was Very Weak, But in a few Moments, The Mutagen would take hold, and Chanza would Begin Making Blood at an Amazing rate. Chanza Waited, Licking around the Wound, Lapping Up the Mixture of Blood and Cum. Sure Enough, the Wound Suddenly Healed instantly, as Chanza's Pulse Jackhammered, Slowing to a Normal pace.
Slowly, Chanza Woke up, Staring into Khan's Face still wearing that Great Big Goofy grin on his Face. Khan Kissed Chanza Softly.
"Thankyou, Chanza, For being with me."
"I.. I love you Khan..."
"I Love you too, Chanza. Now, let's get you cleaned up.
The Two Lovers, Still exhausted, slid around for a Moment, but then got up, as they walked out the Door at the Back of the Stage. The Hooded Charizards Filed Out of the Room.