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_ DISCLAIMER: All characters and properties are copyright their respective owners. All writing and original characters are copyright 2010 Zephyr Paws. The author is in no way associated or affiliated with any third-party. This original fiction was created with no intention of any copyright infringement against any third-party, and is purely for fan enjoyment. _

WARNING: This story contains sexual acts, descriptions of sex between Pokemon, violence, and death. It also contains first-person descriptions of rape (told from the victim's perspective) and the internal emotional turmoil that follows it, as well as the struggles in getting past it. If any of these things bother you - at least when reading them in a fictional story (real rape is awful!) - or if you are under 18 years old (or whatever it is in your area), then stop reading now and, um, do something else. Of course.

-~ Chapter 5: Sadist to Savior ~-

My thoughts and internal struggles continued on into the night until I finally fell asleep once again. I was probably worn out from all of the thinking I'd been doing and all of the thoughts and feelings rushing through my mind.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that I was still safely tucked away in my bed of leaves. No Pokemon kidnapped me in the middle of the night. Tom wasn't there in front of me with his pants down and an erection ready to go. It was just me, in my bed of leaves, out in a forest at the base of the mountain.

I got up and yawned a bit, still feeling rather tired and groggy. I had no clue what the purpose was of waking up anymore, because nothing good ever seemed to come out of it.

My stomach grumbled and churned a bit as I soon realized just how hungry I was. Great, that was just great, I needed to find food... I didn't see any berries or anything along the way, so I wasn't even sure if there was any food to be found in the area.

Best start looking...

My pursuit of food lasted for half an hour before realizing there was nothing around the mountain. Nothing at all. There was a lone mushroom growing along the edge of the rocks, but I didn't really trust it and opted against trying to eat it.

Rather than wandering back to my bed of leaves in the middle of the forest, I found myself staring down at the waterfall pond. But, more coincidentally than that, I saw the same Pokemon I saw last night down there, placing... something in a pile near the water.

"Oh yeah, I'm so awesome! It's like taking candy from a Togepi!"

Finally I could see the Pokemon's face. He had a rather frightening looking appearance, baring sharp teeth, glaring eyes, and a somewhat long snout. He also had two sort of... well, I wasn't really sure what - some sort of round things sticking out on each side of his face. Not only that, but he had red and white markings on his belly.

"I am one bad Gabite, bwahaha!" The Pokemon - who I now assumed to be a Gabite - crossed his arms together and laughed proudly up into the sky. He seemed to be enjoying himself quite a bit over whatever it was that he picked up.

As I looked at the objects he'd been collecting more thoroughly, I found that it was a pile of some sort of berries! How coincidental! But that Pokemon sounded really mean. I wasn't about to go down there and just eat one of those berries, not with him right there. And I certainly couldn't ask!

I watched as the Gabite ate one of the small berries whole, quickly gobbling up a second and third berry before sitting down and patting his stomach. "Oh man, these taste especially good!" he exclaimed loudly before stuffing his face with even more berries.

Watching the Gabite stuff his face made me feel so hungry, like I was subjected to yet another cruel torture, forced to starve while watching another Pokemon Grumpig out on a batch of berries...

My stomach growled again, sounding much louder than the last. I almost worried that he would hear it it was so loud! Thankfully he didn't; he was too caught up in consuming the pile of fruit he'd collected.

How did he get all of that fruit? He had to have gotten it from somewhere, unless it was there when I woke up and didn't notice it. I mean I completely forgot to check the waterfall in the morning like I had planned on doing. That darn hunger was a far more pressing priority...

Oh... I wanted some of that food so badly...! Why? Why did you have to eat it in front of me like that? Why did you have to tease me so much? Why? Urgh, it made me feel so frustrated, like I wanted to do something about it!

I considered the possibility of throwing a rock across the way in an attempt to cause him to investigate where he heard the noise from. You know, because a rock would make a little bit of noise when it landed, but since I threw it away from me, he wouldn't be looking in my direction.

But what if he saw me throw the rock? Then he might think that I was trying to attack him! Or he might come over here and find me! I couldn't have that happen... I was too worried. Then again, what was the worst he could do?

...kill me, of course! He certainly looked fierce enough to do it. Though it might be a quicker, less excruciating death than starving...

Urgh... Staving off my hunger, I just continued to watch the Gabite gobble up berry after berry. The pile shrank at an alarming rate as he kept nourishing himself with his spoils.

The Gabite let out a belch once or twice during the brief breaks he took from eating his berries. It took him probably half an hour to eat most of the berries, leaving only a few left behind as he just sat there with a contented look on his face, patting his stomach.

"Ahhhh... that's the life. Those Meditite weren't gonna eat 'em anyway, bwahaha..." He slapped his stomach two more times and smiled. With his eyes closed, it looked like he was ready to take a nap or something.

Just a few minutes later, my suspicions were correct: the Gabite fell asleep, as evident by his rather loud snoring. It was actually somewhat cute hearing the Gabite snore with a happy look on his face... W-why I was thinking that was beyond me, though!

I waited and waited, plotting and planning the whole time on how I could get some of those berries that he didn't have the strength to finish. I didn't want to risk going down there and grabbing them, just in case he woke up and caught me stealing his food. I would technically be stealing his food, after all...

It started getting to the point of madness, though. It drove me crazy being torn between hunger and patience. Wake up and leave, Gabite! Come on, wake up and leave! Please, go away or something. Please...!

It felt like I waited for several hours, just staring at the Gabite, feeling my insides torment me in an empty, draining way. Urgh... I really wanted those berries down there...

He must have been sleeping very soundly, though. Deciding that I was going to die if I didn't get any food in my system, I settled on hopping down there, grabbing a few berries, and hopping off before he'd even notice. Yes, there was a chance he'd wake up and catch me, but I had to try something.

Just as I was about to, though, I watched as I saw a small Meditite walk over from the distance. What was going on? Cursing myself for not acting earlier, I decided to wait just a few more minutes until the Meditite passed.

Sure enough, it must have been one of the Meditite that Gabite was talking about earlier, because it went directly for the Gabite and his berries. While the Gabite was sleeping, it picked up two or three berries and stuck its tongue out at the sleeping land shark.

Suddenly, the Gabite snapped forward and caught the Meditite's arm in its grip. "Come to take back some foooood?" the Gabite teased, elongating the word 'food.' "Well you'll have to come in after it if you want it that bad!" The Gabite crunched his twice and licked his lips.

"Let me go, you oaf!" cried the Meditite as it struggled to free its arm from the Gabite's steady grip.

The Gabite amazed me when he hurled the Meditite up probably fifteen feet in the air! It happened so fast and so sudden that I could barely believe what I was watching.

However, as the Meditite started falling, the Gabite sprung up and caught it in its mouth. I gasped loudly, too scared to hope that he didn't hear it.

"I be' ye'd beh te'steh-" said the Gabite the best it could with a Meditite lodged in its mouth.

"W-wait, don't! I'll leave, I promise!" begged the Meditite.

As the Meditite pleaded, I witnessed the Gabite begin crunching his mighty jaw inward. The Meditite released a loud wail in pain. It sounded like bones were literally snapping as I listened in.

No! It was too much for me to watch. I just couldn't do it! No matter how hungry I was, I completely lost my appetite and felt utterly terrified. Without thinking of the noise I'd make fleeing, I just turned around and ran as quickly away from the Gabite as I could, too afraid of watching what was about to unfold.

As I ran, though, I heard a loud crunch following a piercing wail that echoed throughout the mountainside. I completely stopped my running. Hearing that was enough to bring me to tears... I couldn't believe it... he just killed that Meditite... all over some berries...

I felt disgustingly relieved that I didn't try and take those berries. I was so close to trying... that the Meditite there could have been me... it could have been... I could have been... k-killed...

Everything felt even more real after that point. The cruelties and consequences of life and death just seemed confined to me, but realizing that perhaps there were other Pokemon that had their chance at happiness taken away from them by an unlucky roll of the dice... maybe it was just my misfortune that saved another...

Really... what if that day in Mt. Moon, Tom captured, abused, and raped another Pokemon? Even another Clefairy? What would its story have been? It had a life, too, just like me. We were exactly the same in the fact that we were entirely different, me and that Pokemon that may have had the luck that I didn't.

I'd never really know for sure if it was destiny, misfortune, or just coincidence that the series of events occurred - the series of events that rapidly changed my life for the worse... but one thing was for sure: I started believing a lot more in fate than I did total self-absorbed misfortune.

***

The day came and went before I knew it. I finally found some berries waiting for me lower down the mountain. There weren't many, but it was enough to at least keep me going until the evening, when I went back to my bed of leaves that I managed to track down again and sleep there.

By the time the dawn of the next day rose, my outlook on life was starting to change as well, seeing myself as perhaps lucky for a change. Perhaps my luck was starting to turn around. I still wasn't convinced; I knew there'd have to be a lot more for me to believe that. But it was at least a start.

As I went down the mountain to search for the spot I found the berries earlier that day, I heard oncoming footsteps rustling in the crisp grass. It sounded like whatever it was was coming in from just ahead of me, so I decided to run and hide behind a nearby bush, watching and waiting until it passed before I continued looking.

The footsteps drew nearer and nearer. It felt like they were right about within my line of vision. I saw... it was that Gabite again! He was walking along with a rather irritated look on his face.

I was terrified watching the Gabite walk so close to me. It had me nervous the whole time! After all, I wasn't sure how well hidden I was and what he would do to me if he saw me... I remained as quiet and still as I could possibly be.

Eventually, the Gabite passed without incident. He just walked down the path back to the waterfall pond. That was particularly scary, I had to admit...

As I emerged from the bushes, I felt something urging me to follow him for some reason... I couldn't explain it, I wasn't even sure I wanted to, but it was just one of those little ringing thoughts in the back of my head that was telling me to do so.

I shook my head and decided against it. Instead, I walked in the direction that the Gabite came from in pursuit of more berries.

Over the next few hours, I did some exploration of the lower part of the mountain. I was basically just at the foot of the whole mountain and there were a lot of rocky mountain walls that I wasn't brave enough to scale. I had no luck finding a way inside of the mountain just yet, but I was certain that there had to be something inside.

After all, a mountain that large surely would have Pokemon inside, because earth-burrowing Pokemon tend to hollow out mountains as they eat away at the mountain to form a cave, and that cave becomes more and more elaborate as more and more Pokemon infest the area and burrow in further.

Daddy told me all of that when I was younger and asked what a cave was, followed by how they were made. Being a Graveler, he knew plenty about the process, though the cave in Mt. Moon took hundreds upon hundreds of years to make, as the stories go.

Remembering that gave me confidence that I would eventually find an entrance into the mountain if I looked hard enough, though since the sun started setting, I decided that it wasn't the day for it and headed back in the direction of my bed of leaves - really the only thing I had.

When I got back to my makeshift home in the forest at the base of the mountain, I got down on the ground and lay against the grass, just sort of staring up at the sky while off my bed. It was relaxing. My feet were really hurting from all of the exploring I did in the day.

I couldn't help but wonder to myself what the Gabite was doing or if he was still at the pond like he usually was. Why I found myself still fascinated by the vicious beast was beyond me.

After rolling around and pondering whether or not I should go and look before the sun fully set and darkness would prevent me from effectively watching, I decided to heck with it, I was going to just peek and see if I saw him down there, just to see what he was doing. I would watch for a few minutes and then, no matter what he was doing, I'd just go back to my safe bed of leaves and sleep until morning.

Nodding a bit, I sat up, got off the ground, stretched a little bit, and then slowly walked in the direction of the waterfall. I could hear the sound of the water crashing down as I drew closer to the pond and the Gabite I was so curious about.

But when I looked down the hill to see if he was down there in that little dip with the pond in it, I saw nothing. No Gabite, no berries, no disemboweled Meditite. Nothing. All I saw was the pond of water and the waterfall pouring down into it. That was it.

I wondered why he wasn't there or why I couldn't see him. Perhaps he went into the waterfall like he did before? I didn't know how, exactly he did that... but needless to say I couldn't see him around anywhere.

Was it safe to explore? I didn't want to take any chances. What would happen if he just popped out from behind the waterfall if I tried going back down there? He would probably rip me in two just like that Meditite! Scary... it wasn't worth it.

I waited around for a few more minutes in hope of seeing any sign of him show up. It still confused me why I was so interested, but then again, it wasn't like I really had all that much to do other than eat berries and sleep. It at least felt like I was doing something, productive or not.

The Gabite never showed up, though. Maybe I missed him, maybe he was already there, but whatever the case was, I didn't see him outside by the pond, so I sighed and went back to where I'd spend the night.

I shook my head and lay down, curling myself up and snuggling into the bed of leaves. It was really nothing more than just a pile of leaves on top of me, but they helped keep me warm at night and I could use all the warmth I could get.

Before I fell asleep, though, my mind was haunted by more thoughts and questions about life in general. I guess it was that time again... that time I'd be forced to remember Tom, Whiskey, and all of the horrible things that happened to me in life.

I was really starting to get sick of all of those thoughts; they were so self-destructive! But I just couldn't help it... I couldn't help the fact that I felt absolutely empty after they abused and violated me. No Pokemon should ever have to endure that, particularly as many times as I had to... it was horrible, horrible.

Urgh... I shuddered at the thought of Tom pushing himself inside of me with no remorse. The several times he raped me and abused me left me scared and frightened every single time afterwards. That dark closet... that awful dark closet he'd lock me into whenever I was done, like some used up toy or something...

Why did he have to leave me with all of those memories? Why did he have to leave me with so much pain still? I wasn't sure if I would ever recover from it, because honestly, I saw nothing that would actually help me through it.

Whatever that warm and fuzzy feeling was I had awhile back when I watched those two Sneasel mate, it had long since faded and was instead replaced with the familiar feeling of hopelessness and self-doubt.

I just wanted things to get better...

***

My dreams that night started out fairly innocent, but quickly grew sour as the playful scene with me and daddy in Mt. Moon quickly shattered into a million pieces like a glass mirror. The only figure seen in the darkness the shattered world left behind was just the silhouette of Tom, glowing red against the blackness.

The background started swirling as Tom stood there, clenching his fists and smirking in that maniacal way he was known for doing. Clouds of purple smoke began swirling into a vortex behind Tom's silhouette, lighting up the pure darkness with an even more haunting color.

As the clouds swirled, Tom floated over to me, drawing closer and reaching his hand towards me. I tried closing my eyes, but when I blinked, I still saw the exact same image in a very confusing way.

Out of fright, I started running, running as quickly as my legs would carry me away from Tom. To my side I saw Tom flying forward, cutting me off and knocking me onto my back. I landed flat on my back, even though it still felt like there was no real ground or anything that I could see.

Lightning flashed across the sky, but no boom of thunder was heard afterwards. The lightning continued flashing at a rapid pace as Tom pinned me down on the ground and began undoing his pants, sliding out of them and exposing his manhood.

I gasped as I saw it, knowing all too well where he wanted to put it. He pressed his hands down against my arms harder, crushing me under his strength as he thrust his hips forward and prodded my stomach and groin with his erection.

Please, please no... please don't... My thoughts and wishes went unheard, though, as I felt the vile human tear into my girlhood as he'd done several times in the past and begin thrusting himself in and out of me, bucking in a sick rhythm that made my toes curl and my body cringe.

I tried kicking him off of me to no avail. I tried crying out, only to find my voice completely silent. He grinned right at me as he shoved his penis inside of me with every thrust he made.

It felt so painful, so real... I couldn't help but try to cry out even louder, still finding my voice absolutely silenced.

"Stop!! Help!! Get off of me!!" I cried over and over. When I finally heard the words, they were sucked behind me, into that swirling vacuum that all of the clouds were going into.

"Ohhhh... you're so tight...! Damn, you a virgin?!" Tom's voice sounded particularly funny, though. It was deeper, slower, and noticeably different than what I was used to.

Besides, he knew that I wasn't a virgin... thanks to his own terrible self. Why was I hearing him say that? It sounded completely out of character for him.

That pain, though... the pain that I felt, the trembling feeling of pain and discomfort... I felt too much, far too much. Lightning continued flashing, but in the sky, rather than seeing the illuminated purple clouds as it flashed, I instead saw the face of... it was of... a Machoke.

With a loud gasp, I woke up in absolute shock and terror as I felt my girlhood being penetrated again and found myself pinned under the massive strength of a very male, very terrifying Machoke!

"Ahhhh!!" I shrieked as loudly as I could, only to find myself slapped across the face by his powerful hand.

"Shut up, bitch, and let me finish!" It felt like he was practically crushing my arms as he pinned them down and continued pushing his thick member in and out of me.

What happened? How could I have let something like that happen to me ever again? I kept closing my eyes, praying so desperately that it was some sort of nightmare, like a dream within a dream, but unfortunately the pain only got worse and the anxiety started kicking in. It wasn't a dream, but it was definitely a nightmare.

My heart was racing far too fast and I started feeling very lightheaded from breathing so rapidly and from being so scared. I cried, sobbed, and then prayed so hard to whatever force was listening to my mind to end the pain, to finally grant me some sort of break...

I felt just completely empty and worthless. I let it happen again... I was just so weak, so vulnerable, that I was forced to relive my worst nightmares whenever I slept, only to wake up and find them all too real.

I shut my eyes and just held my breath, trying to convince myself that it would end eventually and pleading with my body to make it through... to resist just a bit longer... please...

All of a sudden, I heard a very loud thud and was knocked over onto my side as I felt the Machoke on top of me tackled off hardly by something. It hurt a lot, especially because he was all the way inside me when whatever it was knocked the Machoke off of me, but it also left me extremely confused and in a panic.

My eyes shot open and, though it was dark, I saw a dark silhouette of a Pokemon kneeling down on top of the Machoke's chest, appearing to have its neck gripped or pinned or something. I was still trying to make it out.

"You're gonna regret waking me up in the middle of the night, buster!" exclaimed the shadowy Pokemon pinning the Machoke.

"P-pl-pl-... s-sto-p-p..." The Machoke's words were so muffled. He was being strangled right before my very eyes!

"I'll put you out of your misery, bub," said the shadowy Pokemon. In an instant, it reached its head down, removed its claws from the Machoke's neck, and clamped its neck with its jaw instead!

I closed my eyes, too horrified to watch any further. It was a good thing I did, because not more than two seconds after I closed my eyes... CRUNNNCH!!

Hearing that instinctively forced my eyes open, only to see the silhouette of the Machoke's head rolling off to the side. It was absolutely disgusting, but at the same time, made me feel so much better that such a cruel Pokemon actually got the punishment it deserved.

The other Pokemon made a spitting noise as it started wiping itself off. "Ick, too muscley!" It then turned around and walked toward me. "He may have regretted waking me up, but you sure won't..."

I cringed after hearing that, dreading what the Pokemon meant by those words. Was it another male that wanted to rape me, too? No... please, please no... I couldn't take that much. Please... "Please... d-don't..."

"I wasn't joking, ya know!" exclaimed the Pokemon, placing its claws on its side. Wait a second... looking at the silhouette... at the shadows... I'd seen that Pokemon before... it was... it...

"G- G- Gabite?!" I exclaimed in a panic. He really was a murderer! I watched him kill a Meditite and a Machoke, and who knows how many other Pokemon he had to rob of their lives!

"How observant. You need better eyes in the dark, missy, if it took you that long." He brought his face right up to mine, practically scaring me to death. "I am, in fact, a Gabite. You're right." He clamped his teeth down a few times before grinning.

"Are y-y-you going t-to... k-kill me...? O-o-or r-r-ra... rape m-me?" It was so difficult to spit those words out, to ask that fearsome Pokemon such straightforward questions, but I didn't know what else to do but beg and plea that he'd somehow spare me, or would at least let me live...

He looked at the claws on his hand and the blade on his arm and appeared to ponder it for a bit. "Well, you see, I coooouuulldd..." He bit down on his teeth again. "It'd surely be a lot of fun..."

I gulped and closed my eyes as I began shivering in anticipation of the Gabite's response. He was dragging it on so much that it was really terrifying, really frightening... I didn't know what to say, think, or do, so I just tried remaining as still as possible and hoped so hard that maybe he would leave me be.

"But I'm not like that, you see."

W-what did he just say? "W-what?" I opened my eyes and looked up at him to see him standing there with his claws on his hips and his head facing to the left, eyes closed and everything.

"Ah, you heard me, doll. I'm not like that." He started chuckling a bit, though quickly held himself back. "I heard the cries of a damsel in distress, of a Pokemon in need, of a poor, helpless female caught in the throes of torment! Surely I couldn't let such a striking sally as yourself suffer at the vicious hands of a vile monster, could I?"

I was in complete shock after hearing that. Did he really mean all of that? Did he really come out all that way just to rescue me? He was clearly a male... he had me in the most vulnerable of vulnerable positions. Was he really going to just... just let me go?

"You... you came to... to save me?" I asked him hesitantly.

"Of course I did, that's right!" He grinned and reached his single-digit claw towards my hand, offering to help me up. "You looked like you needed protecting, and being the brave and strong Pokemon I am, how could I not help such a dashing daisy like yourself?"

"You mean... y-you're not... going to hurt me?" I grabbed his claw and allowed him to pull me up. My legs still felt a little weak, so I wound up falling forward and into his chest.

"Sweetheart," he said softly, rubbing behind my ears, "we'll have time for introductions. Why not come back to my cave where you can warm up and stay safe from mean males like the one you unfortunately had to come across?"

Me? Go back to his cave? Was there a door that could be locked in that cave...? Because honestly, it didn't matter where it was, that was the only thing that would scare me more than I'd been scared tonight. Waking up to find myself in the process of getting raped... horrible... frightening...

I just nodded my head inside of the Gabite's chest to signal my approval. He did just save me, after all, and what did I have to lose? Besides... even though I knew that he could kill me, he'd probably be a lot more likely to if I didn't do what he said.

"Great!" He suddenly lifted me up and carried me in his arms. "Let me save your tender toes the walking. It's not too far away. It's right by a cool and refreshing pool of water with a waterfall. You'll get wet on the way in, just so you know!"

I felt so powerless being held like I was, but at the same time, so comforted. I was so vulnerable, yet so protected. Why did Gabite care so much about me? Why was he so willing to save me from being raped by a Machoke? Maybe... just maybe I had him all wrong... maybe he was one of those sweet males that Sherry talked about back in the Pokemon Therapy Center.

The walk to the familiar waterfall pond took just a few minutes. It was really nice under the stars, being held in the Gabite's arms, and most importantly being saved by a kind Pokemon after going through yet more trauma. Perhaps he would be able to help me forget what happened that night... or make me remember it all too well - in a good way.

When we arrived at the waterfall pond, he walked into the water, which got my back a bit soaked. He waded through until he went right up to the waterfall. "Ready for a little rain?" he asked.

"Y-yeah..." I answered back, closing my eyes and bracing myself for whatever water might come crashing down on me.

He walked underneath the waterfall, trying to shield me from as much of it as possible. It did get me pretty wet, but after a few seconds of walking through the waterfall, it stopped. I opened my eyes and looked forward to see a very roomy cave that was lit by a bright fire in the middle.

Just past the fire I saw a bunch of berries, various herbs and leaves, and then a blanket and pillow similar to the one I saw in Tom's house and in the Pokemon Therapy Center.

"Like what you see, sunshine?" he asked me with a smile.

"Y-yes, um, it's really nice."

He walked me over to the makeshift bed and lay me down on it, sliding another layer of sheets over me. "Do you want some sleep now, or would you rather chit chat for awhile?"

"I, um..." I wasn't entirely sure what I wanted when he asked. It took me a moment to think about it. I was overwhelmingly curious about the Gabite now, more curious than I'd ever been about anything in my life, but at the same time I was also so physically, mentally, and emotionally drained from waking up to find a Machoke raping me that I figured it'd be best to sleep.

"I'll take that as a vote for sleep."

I nodded. "Y-yeah... T-thank you, um... G- Gabite..."

"You can thank me later, don't worry. And my name's Gin, so ya know." He walked away from me and smiled.

"Gin... right... Gin..."

That was the last thing I could remember before falling asleep for the second time that night. It felt so much warmer and nicer in Gin's bed, though.

-~ End of Chapter 5 ~-