Pokémon: Darkest Taboo, Pt31

Story by Logan Storm on SoFurry

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#32 of Pokémon - Darkest Taboo

Well with the last round finished I can reward you readers with the knowledge that Part 32 will finally have some naughtiness involving Toph, I know how long and how patiently you have been waiting for this especially since so many of you voted for the Espeon to be the next to have her way with our poor young Hero.


PART THIRTY ONE.

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"I must commend you, your either very brave or very foolish maybe both perhaps?"

Guy laughed in that typical mocking tone of voice of his, Jack clenching his fists having just about all he could take of the Gym Leader went to shout something when Oni raised a paw stopping him as her eyes locked with her trainers as the Weavile gives him a slow shake of her head. Turning her gaze back to the Gym Leader she raises her paw to Guy before extending her middle claw and smiling wickedly at him, blinking slightly it began to eventually dawn on the Gym Leader that the Pokémon giving him the bird.

"Masque come teach this rift raft some manners!"

Guy snaps in outrage as a Masquerain escapes its digital confines in burst of blue energy before ordering his Pokémon to attack with.

"Masquerain end this farce with Quick Attack"

Jack begins to give a counter only for his Weavile to anticipate his needs as she silently heads into action.

"Oni Steel Cla..."

Unsheathing her claws they look on a silverfish sheen as she sprinted towards Masque while keeping her body as low to the ground as she could, her arms flung behind her to reduce as much drag as possible. All Jack could see was Oni's after image starting to fade from where she had started from, seconds later she was in the air intercepting her opponents quick attack with such startling speed it took both Guy and the Masquerain completely off guard. The metallic colouration of Oni's claws became marred with a greenish ichor as they passed through Masque's short body leaving long deep gouges, by the time the burning pain hit the Bug/Flying Pokémon the Weavile was already back on the ground in a defensive stance as if ready to launch another attack at a moment's notice.

"MASQUERAIN, ENDURE!"

The Gym Leader cries out in horror but his command came to late as his Pokémon slams into the ground horrifically injured, looking at Guy Oni slowly licks the bitter tasting blood from her claws just like in the horror movies where the evil entity lick the their long razor sharp blade clean of their victims warm fresh blood. A beam of red energy shot out from Guy's Pokéball to digitise and recall his fallen Masquerain, a look of uncertainty now playing across Maxwell's face as his eyes meet Oni's. Unable to maintain eye contact he swiftly looks away gulping deeply from the ice cold void located in the Weavile's stare, steadying himself as he felt a sense of reassurance form the touch if his next Pokémon's Pokéball. In flash of blue light Butterfree screeched into the air with a confident look about its bug like face, this time the Gym Leader was ready for the Weavile as he took Oni more seriously.

"Quickly Butter's use Protect!"

He calls out; the Butterfree could hear the concern in her Trainers voice as a light blue translucent sphere engulfing her entire body.

"Oni wait for them to make the next move, you can't do anything while their using Protect"

Jack called over to the Weavile, Oni sighed she knew he was right but she still wanted to attack any way. Taking a few deep breaths to calm herself she waited, he patients was swiftly rewarded as the Gym Leader calls out an attack.

"Butterfree wipe that psychotic creature out with Shadow Ball!"

Butter's turns her compound eyes firmly upon Oni while black and purple energy began to crackle around the butterfly like Pokémon before arcing and gathering to form a sphere just in front of the Butterfree's body.

"Get ready to doge its attack and hit back with Night Slash!"

Jack blurts out though the Weavile's unsheathed claws had already begun to glow a lilac colour as she waited for Butters to make her move, she needed to end this round quickly so she had enough strength to battle the last of the Jack-offs Pokémon. Deepening Oni watches the Shadow Ball's take shape, her muscles tensing like coiled springs. A second passed followed by another until her arms or what passed as such for the Butterfree sent the unwholesome ball of spiritual energy flying downwards towards the Weavile. With a blur Oni launched her counter attack speed close to the ground as she picked up speed before launching herself into the air to deliver a series of slashing motions with her claws that seemed to flash as rents in Butter's purple body became visible moments after Oni's feet touched back down on to the ground.

"Butterfree is unable to battle the round goes to the Challenger!"

The Referee announced as the Butterfree was recalled in a burst of red light swiftly followed a blue flash as Guy Maxwell call's out his last Pokémon a Mothim though despite its name it resembled more akin to a butterfly than a moth.

"Oni, Ice Beam!"

Jack calls out to Oni, with a nod of her head ice vapour began to escape her mouth like hot breath on a winters days. Turning her gaze back towards the Mothim the Weavile parts her lips as light blue and white light begins to swirl and gather within her maw as she prepares her attack, personally she would have preferred to have gotten up close and personal with her claws but she trusted Jack to see the bigger picture.

"NOT THIS TIME!.....Sugar Bell use Acrobatic and avoid it!"

The Gym Leader shouts all most making Oni swallow her own attack from the name he had given his Pokémon partner, frowning at her own sudden loss of concentration the Weavile launches her attack sending the build-up of ice energy towards the Mothim like arc lightning.

Gracefully Sugar Bell turned and span as it flew towards Oni every arc of ice energy curving and lashing out as it sored towards its target failing to hit as the Mothim slammed into Weavile sending her rolling backwards along the ground discharging the last of the Ica Beam across the arena floor leaving a decorative sheen of ice along the ground.

"ONI?"

Jack cries only to fall silent in relief as the Weavile waves his concern away with a cruel fang filled smile, getting to her rear paws and clicking her head to the left then right she brushes herself down.

"Well it's on now, Sugar!"

She smirks at her opponent.

"Don't call me that damn it, I hate that name!"

The Mothim winces revealing himself to be male, Oni blinks at this for a few seconds before falling back onto her tight little rear laughing loudly and antagonising Sugar even more.

"STOP LAUGHING AT ME!"

The bug/flying type shrieks his high pitched voice only sending the Weavile deeper into her fit of laughter.

"STOP IT OR I'LL KILL YOU AND YOUR TRAIN"

The last part of his sentence didn't have time to leave what passed for a mouth as the air was knocked out of Sugar Bell, his back planted against the grass floor of the arena with a very enraged Weavile astride him. He could feel the razor sharp point of her claw against his throat her eyes filled with cold lethal intent, all will to fight drained from his body, Sugar even held his breath afraid that if he even breathed she would end his life. She could hear someone calling her by her name but she didn't care all that mattered was ending the threat to her Jack, she wouldn't let anyone or thing harm him she had made that vow those many years ago when the bond between Human and Pokémon had been forged so very long ago.

"ONI!"

She could hear it more loudly now it sounded more instant than before but she ignored it as she pressed her claw closer to her preys throat, Oni could hear other voices now they seemed feint and distant. A hand upon her shoulder caused her to react as she span around bring her claws up to disembowel the fool who dared to try and interfere.

"Oni, that's enough now"

That voice whispers to her, it was then she recognised it, it was her jack her beloved Human; her eyes bulged as her claws started to sink into his skin drawing a feint trickle of crimson to dribble down along them. She had stopped her attack causing little more than a shallow wound barely even a scratch if anything a dressing would be all that would be required for its treatment, but for the Weavile it may have a fatal strike from the way she began to shake in absolute horror. Jack drew her closer to him, a hand around the back of head as he drew her face against his chest while the other ease dup under her haunches.

"It's okay you won, it's okay now shhhhh!"

He hushes her as she began to weep, against his shirt.

"With Mothim unable to fight you were declared the winner"

He continued to whisper to her in a soft soothing tone as he struggles to his feet still holding her, a flash of red light engulfed Oni's opponent returning him back to his Pokéball.

"You did well young man, though I must say you have some very fierce Pokémon there. But saying that, the bond you have with your Pokémon is truly beautiful beyond any words to describe"

Guy chuckles walking over to Jack his hands clapping loudly as he applauds his opponent's victory.

"It's been an age since any one has been able to stand toe to toe with my magnificent Pokémon ad fewer still have beaten them. I choose to mock and taunt you so I might see just how ready you are to face some of the worse kinds of trainers out there, who will resort to any foul means to win. I'm happy nay proud to give you this!"

With these words Guy eases a hand into his pocket and draws out the Flutter Bug Badge.

"You've earned it, now let's get you patched up shall we, then we can take our Pokémon to the Nurse Joy."

The Gym Leader finished his little speech with a soft respectful smile.

"Indeed you were simply amazing"

Spoke the woman dressed up as a Ledian, she smiles to Jack in a way that got his's blood pumping and the groinal area of his trousers to grow somewhat restrictive, removing his hand from behind Oni's head he accepts the badge and smiles softly in gratitude before showing it Oni who seemed more concerned with holding close to him than anything else. The Ice/Dark Type Pokémon could smell his scent growing stronger and felt a sense of comfort in it more so when she suddenly feels her Trainers lips pressing down against the top of her head kissing her. . .