I regret what I did; I wish I had never left. Never left his warm embrace that kept me safe from the world's cruel and stressful ways. He kept me safe for so long that I looked at him as more as a friend but I couldn't say anything.
Stop! Please, I'll leave you alone just let me go!My wrists were burning as if lit on fire. His hands roughly grasping my wrists like I was his, I was too weak to pull away. I wasn't even brave enough to defend myself. What kind of champion am I?
Help me please!As far as I'm concerned, I haven't felt more at home in years. Maybe it's the stress talking. Champion, heh, it isn't really something you should call me by. I'm only a mere helpless child when I don't have my Pokémon by my side. It was all them, I'm nothing but a leader in their lives...maybe a friend?
Let go! I'll hurt you if you don't let me go you- Ah!I can't ever leave here. I'm stuck here for as long as he wants me to. My mouth feels so dry and my body feels so numb. Am I going to die here? Is someone going to help me? I hope so; I can't stand being here any longer. The collar around my neck is getting tight, I don't remember the last time I wore it. Maybe 6 years? Nobody is coming to get me. I should just forget it and live the rest of my life in captivity. It's all I can do anyways.
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"Wake up, pet." His hand gently caressed my hair as I woke up. It was sickening to the point it made me jolt up and crawl away. I hated when he touched me, kissed me, or fed me like I'm some little kid off the street. But that's how mostly everyone saw me around here. The Grunts and Executives all looked at me as some street rat, maybe I am. "We need you in the lounge," The smile on the man's face grew wider. It made me shudder. "We have some unfinished business we'd like to finish today" He gave me a wink before walking out of the room with a sway of his hips. I must say they have a nice ass, well, most of them anyways.
My stomach stirred at the thought. "Not again..." It was those times were badthings would happen. Every single time they call me to the lounge it's either to jump me or play with me. It was wrong and I knew it. It's pedophilia for crying out loud! Though, what has to be done has to be done or I'd end up making things even worse than they already are. They have my Pokémon captive and with one wrong move I could end up dead along with them. As I got up, I stretched my arms over my head letting out an uncomfortable groan before lowering them once more to get a hold of my uniform. I quickly slipped the uniform on and left the room wearing the Team Rocket's lazy attire. After so many years they still don't have much taste in fashion telling by these things.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. Curious on whom it was, I turned my head to see a man, roughly around the age of 28. He smiled at me and spoke to me for a while. "Gold, I'm sorry." That was the last thing he said before he walked down the hall silently. I brushed my shoulder with my gloved hand and sighed. I hated every individual but he seemed to be the one who reached out to me the most but enough of that, I had things to finish or I'd be dead meat. After some walking and quick turns I make it to the entrance of the lounge. They were waiting for me. Every person, Petrel, Archer, Proton, and the rest of the executives. I swallowed up my fear and walked right in.
"You took long enough."
"Look at him! He's so small!"
"Is this even right? You said he was 15."
"He is, he's just a little on the short side."
"Are you sure we're supposed to do this?"
"If it's to break him, then hurry up and do it. This kid takes longer."
"N-No Wait!" I stutter as I back myself up from the approaching men. They all seemed so intimidating. Why now is it that I look at them as my worst nightmares? Maybe it's just the way they treated me or the fact I've been in their dying custody for 6 years. My back hits the wall and I slowly shrink back. This was going to end badly.
Someone help me please. I beg of you! Don't let me go through this again, please... Just... Someone come and save me!
Zap
The familiar sound of an opening pokeball was heard. I recognized it all too well. Phew, this distracted the grunts. They seemed to have turned in the direction of the intruder. But as expected, it was Proton. But why him? "Leave him be. Giovanni has made me in charge of the boy so you all may take your leave." Proton glared at me with those sharp emerald eyes of his and so did his Pokémon. I was able to recognize it as a Houndour. Damn was it huge, its sharp teeth sent shivers down my spine.
Why did he come here? I knew that Giovanni hasn't sent him. He never left anyone in charge of me. He said I belong to every individual here no matter what anybody else says. But at least he bought me some time. The grunts gave me a cold stare and Proton seemed to be approaching. I braced myself for any harsh movements from the green headed man but all I felt is being dragged across the ground by my arm. My legs skidded across the floor as I was taken out the room. He took me out and pushed me harshly against the wall, knocking the air out of me. As I looked up he looked down upon my small physique. It wasn't long before he lifted his hand up. "You belong to me."
He was going to hit me. I held in my breath and awaited the punishment I was about to receive. I shut my eyes and braced myself, this was going to hurt and I knew it.
