Bonnie didn't know how long she had been out, but it had felt like an eternity. By now she knew she was too weak to escape, barely having enough energy to look through the goggles magically fused to her face. She let out a long, muffled groan, like a zombie first being resurrected from a century of sleep. It was another couple of hours before her rescue came.
It turned out that she wasn't the only ghost type that lived in the forest nearby. A trevanent, a hulking one to say the least, felt the otherworldly presence of the soul tearing ritual, and immediately went to kill whoever was performing it. He couldn't find the hex maniac, but did see Bonnie helpless in the middle of the seal. Without thinking twice, he swept his heavy claw at the floor, creating a break in the seal and ending the ritual.
Bonnie could hardly breathe or move, but suddenly felt an adrenaline boost when she caught glimpse of the monstrous Pokemon. She immediately bolted away from her savior, but stopped when she hit a solid wall of force. She didn't know what it was, but had a feeling that it involved the trevanant.
"Hmm... Interesting." the trevanant said, its voice deep and menacing as it looked at Bonnie. He knew immediately that something was off about this shuppet. Horrid satanic ritual aside, this Shuppet looked very odd, and its behavior even weirder.
Bonnie looked down at the seal that was holding her, then to a mirror to look at herself. She could only try to find similarities between herself and the refection looking at her, only recognizing her original shape under the bulky costume. She flew back down to a nearby chair, looking down in defeat.
The trevanant shambled forward, which made Bonnie panic immediately. She screamed, begging for her life, but it only came out in muffled cries. He reached out with its wooden claw, grabbing the remote on the back of the collar.
It recognized the magic, and firmly pressed the button on the remote.
"...you may speak." he said.
"-touch that I don't know..." Bonnie had been babbling in panic the whole time, now finally being able to speak. She caught this change, and let out a sigh of relief.
"P-please, I just want to leave..." she begged.
"I don't think that is my choice to make..."
He studied the seal on the ground.
"A soul tearing ritual. I may have been the wrong one to save you. As I am a ghost as well, I believe a piece of your soul has been bonded to me. Unfortunately, I believe you won't be able to go too far from me."
"W-what? You can't do that!" Bonnie gasped.
"Its not my choice to make. It was a simple consequence of someone interrupting the ritual. You should be thanking me."
"Thanking you? I can't... Ugh." bonnie groaned, suddenly dizzy.
Bonnie held her head.
"Well, perhaps I'll just resume this ritual. I've stopped plenty of the kind, and have learned how to do it myself. And with it already set up... It would be so easy. Its against my ethics, but so is having such a brat following me around..."
This little situation might be just what he needed. His... Occupation... Required a second set of hands. If he was lucky, this odd little shuppet would be gullible enough not to catch him bluffing.
"N-no! Please! I'll do anything! If that hex maniac comes back, I'll be trapped like this forever!" Bonnie cried.
"Well, then I have a proposition. You will become my servant. You will do as I say and not fight me at every step. You are vulnerable like that. Join me, and I will keep you safe." the trevanant offered.
Bonnie looked defeated, though it was hard to tell with the shuppet suit covering her face. Servant? Like a maid? Would she have to go around and clean this guy's home or lair or whatever?
"...I'll do it." she squeaked. "But what do you mean by servant?"
"I hunt trainers. After killing them, I drain them of their life essence. But the best ones don't stray far from towns, where I am outnumbered. Your job would be to lure them out." the trevanant explained.
"Trainers...?"
"I see you fear them. But if you do help me, you can exact some well deserved revenge on the humans."
"Ok... I won't let you down... Sir."
"For your sake, I hope not. There is a town nearby. Come, with me." the trevanant said.
"We will sneak in. If you truly our bound to my soul, you won't need the move..."
He grabbed Bonnie, sinking into the ground via shadow sneak, which dragged Bonnie inside as well.
