Alright here is my first Fanfiction on Pokémon and new to the Fanfiction. Any tips about submitting and editing I'll appreciate it.
Re-update with slight rewrite without changing story and grammar. Its my new years revelation.
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"Life is the most wonderful existence we all have in mutual, yet giving birth may be not the funniest part, but in the end you just brought new life into this world. Doesn't matter whom raised by or what we came from, all it matters is how we value the moments until we passed on to give life from ourselves" - Pokelolo99
[Location]
"Speech"
"Thought"
(POV)
Forgiveness.
Chapter One: Revelation.
"My body tingle, tingle as if I were on fire which is odd for a fire type myself?"
I slowly open my eyes to stand in a white spacious room and saw wild forest fire spreading toward me in haste, but a closer look that the fire doesn't fire instead flames, blue flames. Not the one to run away in fear, but to watch in fear as the majestic blue flames dance in a harmonic trail ensnaring me in a fire spin move, yet it quickly disappear the same way it appears. I ran to look where is the flames had gone and then I hear an awful baby shriek.
"Waaaah! Whaaahhhhh! hik a-hik ah ah waaaahhhhhhhhhh!", a baby cry behind me in the distance.
The echoes of a baby crying filled my ears to no end as sheer cold sensation slithers to my spine, and then across my whole body. This sensation causes immediate paralysis, for it's pinning me to the nonexistent ground on my belly. Can't get up and suddenly a cute innocent human baby boy appears in front of me within crawl on your belly reach.
Can't move for the attempt to reach for him is futile, but the baby stop crying as he sees me and gave this bright smile as he coos very cutely.
"Goo..blip..mpbr..goga."
That made my heart race, and croak, "Hi baby, mommy is coming."
A flash of bright light appears and the bright blue flames shield my vision, and barely see a portion is reaching for the, baby! I am not about witness a beautiful baby boy to be devoured by the harsh blue flames. I crawl fighting against my paralysis and crawl and crawl as fast I can, but unable to reach him. The baby boy cry grew into shriek of terror that tells my instinct to crawl faster.
"No! Not again!", I yelled the top of my lungs and inhaling back the breathe in a panic.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhghhhahghahgha!", his cries jump start my desperation into overdrive as it grew more and more terrifying until I can't crawl no more. I force to stretch my arms to the point it hurts.
Too late.
The blue majestic flame reaches to devour the baby boy like a paper toss into a campfire, for his cry grew louder as he burns to death and could feel the pain that his skin bubble away, revealing his tender flesh. I can't seem to look away and notice I am no longer crawling, but running. Running on my feet away from the heavy unknown force pinning me down again.
His cry stopped and so does the blue flame. I finally got to him and the baby boy is nothing, but ash and tiny bone bits in my paws. I clutch his ash, despite the stench is grueling and without no reason, I look up to the image of a ghostly figure standing before me.
"Not again, please Arceus why again! WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!", slamming the ashes in the nonexistent ground to rid those figures. My mind race like a liepard doing cocaine as the images and memory fast pass me to my very being.
The emotions finally overcame me and passed out.
"Macrus?"
[Laverre City]
(Minx Lyra)
I woke up in a panic and gasping for breath. Looking around I was back in my room and bed still quivering from disturbing nightmare. The remittent horror left me as I gasp for air filling back to my body. I look at the alarm clock.
"Ugh it 4:35 am, what the hell I just dreamt? Its feel so real to me and oh god why do I experience that again."
Still shaking in my bed and grip my legs trying to calm myself.
"Get it together Minx, its not real."
Getting out of bed cover in slight sweat, I remove my bed covers to set aside of the room. I barely walked into the nearest restroom and flick the light switch to clean myself from my unnecessary sweat. I grab the towel hanging from the rack and drew hot water from the sink to dip it in to soak.
"I hate cold water; it's not comfortable feeling for a fire type like me. A hot shower is good, but it's out of the question.", said to myself in the mirror, because it's early in the morning.
I rub my face, snout and maw with the hot wet towel cleaning away the sweat and the still shivering horror of my nightmare. I look myself in the mirror to check for any sign of aging and who wouldn't?
"Not bad for my age of thirty five to still look this good, and especially for Anthro Delphox.", I said flattering in front of a mirror. I have general good looks and the father time had been generous over the past years.
Done wiping my sweat from my head I notice my fur is damped and really heavy on me.
"I keep telling myself to not to sleep in my fur robe, it gets me sweaty at night. Where is my sleep gown? Ah! Here it is." I said and pulled them from the dirty laundry cabinet. I occasionally forget to clean, but hey who has the time to do for only Sunday.
I took my wooden staff from my sleeves to channel my psychic energy into my stuff until it starts to glow purple. I slid down the wooden staff from my collar of my fur, down slowly to my waist; the fur suddenly fell down the floor like any average clothes. Few Pokémon in the world are able to remove clothing or fur based on their type or egg group.
"I still got it and even better with age.", I flatter myself in the mirror.
My hourglass figure sways whenever I walk and get so many head turns from so many male Pokémon, Anthros and even male humans. Long black sleek legs resemble slushes patent panty hose fits with my cute feet paws. I bet many male dreams of licking them.
I open my drawer to pick out what to wear and look back at the mirror to cup my breast, "These girls grew at firm full set 40 DD cups size. Wow I can't believe is this lucky for my kind."
My breasts are the main distinguishing aspect that drew eyes everywhere, and even in my early fifteen Braixen form couple years ago. Back then I used have 34 B tease size, but was covered in puffed white fur.
"Areola are perfectly synchronized with my perky nipples pinks as always.", I said twirling my nipples poking out my fur.
My natural fur stand out with all black covered with white and velvet rose pattern not a lot of humans get to know this. I cup my breasts against the mirror to check for any stretch mark. The black fur covering my sexy tits helps for hiding my mistake inspection. Reaching close to human comparison to the age of four t... thirty five is making me worry like crow's feet or the inevitable gray fur strip.
I put on my black set panties and bra and slip in my hot pink, black pattern jogging shorts, matching my white t shirt with a classic rose in the middle. I proceed to head back into my room, but the circumstance of my human clothes makes me feel itchy.
"I hate putting this human female garments, but my son Drake keep insist since it keep embarrassing him in public and his friend Allan.", I said to myself
"Speaking my son, I better check on him to see if he is alright.", a thought came randomly. Heading toward my son room; I carefully open and closed the door so that I don't wake him up.
Drake is fast asleep in his bed and peaceful and said to myself, "He still asleep, I'm so glad he safe."
I quietly sneak to sit on his edge of his bed and lay across him, and then rub his brown hair with my paws. I don't care my son Drake is not a Pokémon and a human male is not a problem for me to take care all these years together.
I rub his cheek thinking, "Thirteen years? Time really passed by us. I wish your father and your mother was still here. They might know what to do."
It was getting late as the morning night splashes its magic in my eyes to be near my son, and snatch his cover pull it over my body to sleep the opposite side of his bed. I wrap my arms around his neck, mingle my legs against his strong legs and place my head on his well develop chisel chest and body to sleep away safely knowing he still here with me.
Drake subconscious hugs back me.
I giggle and snuggle him in my arms tighter and he caress his chin on me, "He always loves my fur, especially at night when he was little boy."
His slight adolescent beard tickles my snout. Drake hit puberty really early at nine, and oh boy it hit him hard. Over the years he grew into 5'8 and body of a twenty five year old man. Drake can tower me easily and a little sad he can't be in my arms anymore.
"I wish his thirteen birthday is not tomorrow, but rather another day or maybe a year, I don't want my baby boy to leave me. Does he have to go off his three year delay to become a trainer. Worse, he might find a skank preteen or some teen or those cougars to steal his virginity, he fucking thirteen! What if by chance he has a female Pokémon? They might take him away and into his pants?!"
Ha, I don't think that can happen, or can it? Can it? Can he? Wait, now if I think about, he sometimes takes a glance at our neighbor's Pokémon shiny Anthro Lopunny named, Mandy. Whenever Mandy bathes in her master Estella's pool or help her master do the garden, he squirm his pants to hide his erection.
"What makes her so special? Is it her shiny look? Her pink fluff covered in her long ears and powerful legs? No, Drake is not that swallow to judge on someone appearances."
The thought of Mandy and my son me to grip his neck in a slight chock hold and not aware his breathe.
"Wait her breast! That whore slut bunny, she always wore tight sweater to hide those damn things! How stupid of me to allow her to hug him for all those time he helped her with the garden, and those fuckin fake ass excuse for stress relieving massages!"
My anger got the best of me to the point accidentally shatters the glass window from my psychic powers and I release his neck from my arms to make him stop choking.
"I hope he wasn't aware what I did to him.", I whisper to myself and caress his cheeks for he is my son.
Must be with me and only me, his mother. Everyone knows that there is no bond greater than a mother and her only human son. Why you do ask?
I've lost too much.
I'd seen and done too much.
Had little time to mourn and a lot of time to suffer.
All I got left from a twisted burden life is my son Drake Lyra, and he only has me in his love unburden life I gave him.
"Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me, Only me."
As I dream away into another nightmare, because tomorrow is his thirteen birthday.
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