Before we can even start slapping down details, lemmie explain something that allows this rather distorted universe to even exist. Lets say you have a marker, and you have a notebook. Uuh. Notebook marker. I'm kidding. What I mean is, lets say you press down real hard, when drawing a thing. The marker bleeds through, yes? Well, take another marker, and draw another shape, and press down hard. Make sure it overlaps the first shape in some way. Now repeat a few times. The end result, is one spot that is muddy with all these colors. Thats where this world takes place. The remains of all these other possible timelines bundled up, and set down into this world. In fact, this solution of worlds has generated some unique content. Such as the beginning of the universe giving birth to creatures that are still alive to this day. Not to mention interactions between species that never happened before. Its totally...depressing. Pokemon end up getting shot half the time. And lots of murder. Man, this world sucks. But wait! Lookie there! That pokemon hasn't died yet! Now, would ya look at him go down that forest trail. Man, he's looking...what is that blue thing...oh...oh. Well. Let's cut to him later. Nah, let's cut to him now.
...Nah. Cut to him a bit before. This is important, so you actually feel slightly good about what's gonna happen to him.
"You...did what?" Eiji questioned, her white and gold ear twitching in annoyance. "Drake, how many times-"
Instantly, he put up his hands in surrender, trying to back up a bit. Which was kinda hard while in a chair. "Look, I'm sorry, okay! I just get alone with a female, she acts a bit suggestive, then I..you know." His next word was cut off by Eiji's right paw raking itself across Drake's face, squeezing a yelp out of Drake. His left arm going up to cover the wound that was left by claws. Tears broke out on his face, not effecting Eiji's fury.
'I am sick of your bloody shit!" She nearly screamed, the mixture of white fur and red fury on her cheeks standing out. "When I saw you outside, your ass being handed to you by those thugs, you know what I did! Tell me!" Unaware to her, she had stood up, and was now standing over Drake, looking like she was going to murder him.
"You...saved me." Was a very meek reply.
"Uh huh. And?"
"Took me into your care, feeling sorry." He added on.
"Great. Your lust filled skull still remembers." She mocked. "But had I known you'd be a rapist. A bloody rapist. You know what I would've done? I would've joined in."
"...I understand.' Drake planly stated. Dipping his head down in shame. Eiji grumbled, tempted to slap him again.
By now, the anger had turned into pacing across Drake's vision, anger boiling within her veins."One of these days, you're gonna get jumped, and raped. All becau-"
"Zephyr beat ya to it." He informed her. Freezing her up for a second before mocking him again. This was some unheard knowledge, but she didn't care. Zephyr was already friends with him, and extra encouragement to quit his lifestyle was always appreciated.
"Well, good for him!" She rose her fist to hit something...before lowering it. Understanding the need to be formal, and an important date she just remembered. "Now, I demand you go meditiate under the hyperion tree. It is the New Moon tonight." This brought a smile to Drake's face. Whenever he was out there, it always felt like spirits were having fun with him there. As in, brushing by his fur, maybe resting on his back, heated by his flame. After all, being a Typhlosion meant you were a walking furnace.
"Yes, Eiji." He responded, getting up, and taking a step towards the door.
"Drake, wait!" Eiji called after him. Reaching her paw onto his shoulder region. Reflexively, Drake spun around...and was met with a kiss. The golden white fox hybrid kissing him on the cheek. "Please...one day, you will be fixed. But you can't wait for that change. You must strive to improve."
The Typhlosion nodded happily, returning the kiss. "Indeed. Now, I will be back later." And with that, he spun around, and opened the door. A spring shutting it behind him. As he walked away, Eiji stopped to watch him go. A bit of sadness and fear of what might happen...if Drake was unfixable. But she shook it off. Knowing that he would one day no longer rape. But not today. Today...rape becomes a lesser issue of his. But Eiji didn't know that. Hell, the fragment didn't even know! Oh, uh, fragment? That's for another chapter. Think of this as a prologue. Chapter 0.