Normally every chapter will pretty much directly start, the first few have small disclaimer and if I change the point of view I will also note that at the very beginning of the chapter.
Main reason I put this here is because I changed the first two chapters and to be honest, the new first one, or prologue as you could say, turned out a bit... darker than I expected it too.
So... if you're more into a slower, steadier start I would suggest you just skip to the next chapter, you won't really miss anything important. (If the chapter is a prologue this is a prologue to a prologue, right? Weird)
Anyway, this was my first story, and most likely will remain my main story for a while, so I hope you will enjoy it, no matter if you skip ahead or not.
POV Selene (A Hydreigon)
"Zekrom, fill our hearts with hope, so we can always go on."
I chant the last phrase with my fellow clan members, enjoying our daily morning rite. I wouldn't exactly call myself a real believer, but the feeling of community is always overwhelming and I wouldn't want to miss it.
"Hunters and huntresses to me, everyone else knows what to do."
I make my way to the clan elder, eagerly awaiting his commands.
"You all know we have to move on so, give our prey time to recover a bit. I don't have to mention how important it is to refill our rations before we do so. Obsidian's group will hunt in the north, Saphire's west and Emerald's east. Topa's south, but be careful, we don't know if the human is still in the area."
We nod and my group flies off with the others, leaving me alone with the older Hydreigon. I nervously cough. "I apologize, elder, but you still haven't told me whose mate I should be the coming season."
The dark dragon sniffs and chuckles while I deeply blush. "Don't you enjoy the hunt anymore, Selene?"
I quickly shake my head. "I love the hunt, the thrill it brings and the scent of blood, but it does not seem appropriate to leave all the less pleasant work to others." 'And Topa said it feels so much better to feed your own whelp than the one of someone else. The right mate should make reproduction itself also nice, right?'
The elder slowly nods. "Obsidian has also asked for a short, break, I will arrange you two if it doesn't bother you?"
A wide smile appears on my face. 'A hunting leader and father of several strong whelps? The problem might only be if he doesn't accept a first breeder.' "I would be honored, elder."
The Hydreigon nods. "Than it is set, he asked for someone strong, a fitting description for you, right? Now, how about you hunt us something nice to celebrate?"
I quickly fly off, I have to find something extremely good to prove myself worthy.
My group has already split up, it should be best if I move further south or I might disturb the hunt of someone else. A Bouffalant! Not really flavorful, but enough mass to make up for that. Especially if I can spice it up with a few berries.
I dash toward it from behind and bite into its neck while my two numbskulls shred open its side. My prey freezes in fear and I easily snap its neck and cough. 'So, how to transport it back now?'
"Gracious! Bravo! Such fierce, you will be a splendid addition to my team."
I growl at the human who steps out of the shadow of a tree. "I would rather die than obey a pathetic human."
The man smirks and grabs a weird sphere. 'Is that a Pokeball?' "Most persons change their mind when death approaches. Even a stupid animal will eventually."
He tips on the object and it somehow releases a Braviary. I dash forward and ram the right idiot into its stomach before I bite its beak.
The flying type isn't as strong as expected as it only throws me a few feet back flapping wildly with its wings. I grasp at my core and slowly extract some ice energy to cover my fangs, I despise the cold, but this attack has been passed down for generations and I always feel like I honor my clan using it.
The Braviary dives at me recklessly, but I barely manage to dodge left and rip open its throat as my opponent faces toward me again.
I snarl while the bird groans in pain, shards of ice in its wound glittering in the sun. Suddenly the flying type vanishes as a red beam makes contact with it, denying me the chance to finish it off. My growl is saturated with frustration. "Why do you steal my price?"
The human laughs and pulls out a second capsule. "Passed the first test. You won't be able to keep that up for long."
I'm more than a bit startled as a small pink pile of goo appears in front of me, quickly copying my appearance. The shape-shifting thing grins happily. "Finally a chance to prove myself as a fighter again after that long vacation in the pension. I'm looking good like this, huh?"
I mindlessly nod while he, it changes a few minor details of its appearance.
After a moment I realize what I'm doing and growl at the Hydreigon-replica , really good looking on though. "Stop it!"
The Ditto snickers. "I'm sorry, it's my greatest wish to please the senses of my opponent. And you're such a wonderful model. Guess I will have to do the final adjustments while you're unconscious."
He, it dashes forward, seems like it is already somewhat familiar with a shape like that, and tries to bite me. I fly to my left, but the fake dragon suddenly spins and hits me with its glowing tail.
The Ditto is somehow faster than I thought possible and closes the distance between us in the blink of an eye, quickly using dragon tail a second time. I raise my arms in defense, the numbskull's well being isn't that important right now. 'How does he, it know how to use the shape so well?'
The previously pink goo's follow up catches me a bit off guard as it redirects the tail swing up after colliding with my arms and throws my head up.
Suddenly I feel something wet touch my... protective scale and furiously push the weird, fake dragon away who swiftly pulls his tongue back in. "Why would you do that?!"
The Hydreigon-replica smiles. "I aim to please you could say."
A veil of rage dyes my vision red as I rush forward. 'No new moves.'
My left moron blocks and grabs the tail of the Ditto. I swiftly bite into its neck and try to rip its head off, but my opponent returns to its gooey-shape after I hear a sharp crack and simply flows out of my grasp. I cough and take several deep breaths. 'Should I drink it? It was kinda powerful, but that seems gross.'
The man retreats my opponent before I come to a decision. "So, still prefer death over belonging to me?."
I growl. "Correct." 'He can't carry any more capsules, right? He seems pretty weak and they have to be heavy. Zekrom help me, that goo took too much out of me.'
I flinch as the man pulls out a new capsule and an Arbok appears. 'I have to flee. No, I can't dishonor my clan by being a coward.'
I grit my teeth while the poison type licks some liquid off the ground. 'Did the Ditto not fully fit into the ball?'
Too fast. The snake suddenly wraps around me and I drop to the floor, unable to keep his weight in the air. 'Are they always so heavy and long?'
The Arbok reduces the wraps around my torso and instead slightly choking me as he winds around my neck. I can't stop myself from closing my eyes as I wait for him to pierce his poison fangs in my head, but he seems to have slowed down.
Suddenly I feel his tongue on my cheek and shudder. "A strong female, completely bound and helpless... don't you think this is so wonderful... romantic?"
I open my eyes as he leans against my cheek and pulls the wraps around my throat tighter. "Don't talk, enjoy our brief union."
Some sort of aura extends from his body and fear assaults my mind. I struggle to get him off me as the bounds around my torso loosen for a moment, but my lack of oxygen slows me down and he quickly tightens them again.
Something rubs against my protective scale and fear overwhelms me for a moment. 'Who are these weird slaves?'
The snake moans into my ear. "I wish you could enjoy this as much as I do, but I fear that is not the case. But it truly is wonderful if you can enjoy your tasks."
A pointy object pokes at my entrance and I desperately try to keep it shut out while the poison type continues to moan and rub against my cheek. Some unfamiliar bitterness rises in me, I don't know if the Arbok plant it or if it was there all the time. 'And today started off so perfect...'
The aura around the snake has vanished and he seems lost in his attempt to, to... open me. I have to concentrate as he still remains wrapped tightly around my throat, I can't fall unconscious now. 'There has to be a way to escape, anything would be better than belonging to a human like that...'
My thoughts stop and panic as somehow the tip of his tail made it past scale and I feel he won't give up until a lot more has stained my cavern. 'For a dream to come true you sometimes have to bring sacrifices... My only dream is to escape this nightmare.. But is there really only one way... ?'
I try to brace myself and give up, allowing the human's pet to push in. Fast. Deep. I hardly can suppress the feeling of despair that slowly seeps into my mind, unable to blend out how the Arbok hisses in delight while he seems to take some sick pleasure out of pumping his tail in and out.
It gets worse as he removes his tail and I moan. "More..." 'Why would I want that?! Why would I want anything of him inside? This is wrong!'
Something else than his tail moves in and I despise myself for moaning again. "Deeper..." 'I did not want to enjoy it... But he is strong and fast, so it would be no totally shame to take some pleasure out of it... right?' I slowly nod while the poison type moves deeper and faster. 'I'm free? When did he do that?'
I still stay on the ground, unable to push the Arbok away, and pant. 'Just a very brief moment to see how it could have ended...'
The pleasure seems to reach its peak and I can't suppress the instinct to constrict around him while I moan I bliss.
The foggy, pleasant feeling suddenly disappears as some liquid fills me and I shudder in disgust. I shake the limp snake off and quickly fly away, trying to leave the weakness and shame behind.
I head further south. 'I can't return to my clan like this.. so.. dirty.'
Even after finding a lake and carefully trying to wash everything off and out I still feel stained. Nausea overcomes me and I feel miserable after emptying my stomach. 'Too late. Now I have to bear it. I'm sick and the only option I have is to lay the egg...'
I shudder and shake my head. 'After that I should just smash it and return to my clan... Maybe they will accept my sincere apologies.'
I slowly get up and glance to my stomach. 'But it grow up to be a strong fighter.. I can't deny my first born at least a chance, right?'
The nausea returns and I struggle to stand up again after the last bits of sour liquid drip out of my mouth. 'I should really carefully think this through, I won't be able to turn back the choice I made.' A small smile appears on my lips. 'At least I know where to lay the egg, mother told me after all. And it's not the breeding season yet, so I should be able to lay and hatch it before the others come there.'
I shake my head. 'It will be a winter-born. Perfect, it's said to be bad luck for a dragon to hatch in the winter, empty's influence is too strong in that time. But we don't really have a choice on that one I guess. And after it hatched I will train it to grow strong, or it will die trying to honor our clan.'
Some sort of clarity fills my mind and I quickly nod before it leaves me again. 'It's set, I won't let one mistake destroy my future.'
My stomach rumbles and I fly off, first of all I need some food to regain my strength.
End of chapter 1. So... how was it? I warned everyone this might be pretty dark, I won't take any responsibility for psychological damage I caused by this or any following chapter. Should I put this somewhere higher, so everyone can see it? Nah, it's somewhere on the first page, like in any good contract.
Anyway, glad you made it here. Like I said, wrote, I put this in months after the original first chapter, so the skillfulness might decrease a bit for the next few chapters, not too sure if and how strong though.
And as anyone who read the description might have figured out by now, the rest of the story will pretty much center around the soon-to-be-hatched Deino and his way. The next chapter will be the two original first chapters, and you might say it will be a bit tamer for the next dozen chapter, so... if you're looking for... how to call it... hotter(?) stuff you might want to change to some other story now.
Hope you enjoyed it so far.