The Lies of Life in Saffron
A/N: This is my First fanfiction on this account. This is an alternate account to my usual one. Anyway enough Prattle.
"Saffron City used to be safe... Of course, Red had driven out Team Rocket, but even when Giovanni was Head Honchcrow of Saffron and Team Rocket... It was much safer than now. Team Rocket only tried to mug you not murder you. Times are tough in Saffron. You can't walk ten steps without running into Thugs, Pokephiles or, worse, Team Revenant. Team Revenant is 'A Revolution of Rockets'. Under their rule Pokephillia spread like Wildfire... So did crime... The Police forces are either dead or have fled. A crime wave like this has only happened once before. The person who stopped it is still alive. So the question is... Where is Red? Shigeru Satoshi, Sinnoh News."
I sighed as I switched off the TV. What the people of Sinnoh and Other regions thought was a mere glossified Illusion compared to reality... A lie about Life in Saffron... Pokephillia was the main trade in Saffron at the moment... Really it was a stupid idea to sign up to Poketel. Sure News and entertainment from around the world... But the people of the world have no idea what life in Saffron was like. A clock striked ten o'clock down the hall. Finishing my Coffee, I stood up and grabbed a Pokeball. This was my Buneary, my caretaker after I was injured in the Sinjoh War. Damn Shrapnel had hit me in the leg burying itself deep in my leg. Buneary fur has amazing properties. It will dissolve whatever liquid came into contact with it so she could clean the blood away when my scar split open. It hadn't happened in a while, since I had an operation to remove a 3cm piece that was missed by the field medics and kept cutting open my scar. Locking my door behind me I walked down the street heading for an alley that would, eventually, lead out of my backstreet home. Turning right into the alley, I stopped dead in shock. A man was holding a Sneasel up against the wall, all the while he was fumbling with his belt. In horror I realised he was about to rape it.
"Buneary, rescue that Sneasel! Dizzy Punch!"
"BUNEARY!" She rushed towards the man her left ear glowing yellow with Dizzy Punch's power.
POW
The man was knocked out cold with the punch.
RIII-IIP
The Sneasel managed to rip itself free of the bonds I hadn't realised were around it. "Snea?" She, for it was a female, asked pointing at the man questionably.
"Sure, go ahead. He deserves to die, Rapist scum."
The Sneasel jumped up and plunged down, claws first, straight into the man's heart, killing him instantly. Then she carved patterns into his neck and face. Finally, she slashed the man's dick off and froze it to his head with an Icy Wind.
"Sneasel!" She exclaimed with finality, tossing me a Pokeball.
"You want to come with us?" I asked. She nodded her head. "Welcome aboard." I motioned for her and Buneary to follow and continued on to work.