Hiiiii, please note this chapter has potential triggers with themes of stalking and harrassment. Feel free to skip if this makes you uncomfortable.
You called in sick the following week. Deciding to pick up extra shifts at The Love Ball instead. You had hoped performing along with conversing with your customers would help distract you from the Leon shaped hole in your heart. But no matter what you seemed to do, the results were all temporary and you found yourself engulfed as soon as you had a second alone. You sit in a daze at your vanity mirror, combing your (H/C) hair ever so slowly. It's not that you didn't enjoy making out with Leon, you just had not been expecting it and never in a million years would it of crossed your mind he actually had a thing for you. As far as you were concerned, he was your boss and you were but a bottom rung receptionist that just so happened to have a good friendship with him. Nothing more or less. Rather, you didn't dare allow yourself to get your hopes up as you felt too beneath his level. The guy was still a celebrity at the end of the day. What would the public of Galar think of their beloved ex-Champion dating a part time stripper? It would surely tarnish his reputation and you couldn't allow that to happen. Not to mention things in your day job may get complicated as a result.
It's now the end of your night shift as you finish changing into more comfortable clothing. A simple black hoodie with fire type tracksuit bottoms in honor of your Pokèmon who would be awaiting your return by now. You say your goodbyes to your colleagues and pull up your hood as you exit the building. You start walking out of the alleyway towards the main street but that's when you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Something wasn't right...You risk a quick glance behind you and catch the outline of a person ducking behind a wall. You were being followed. You ball your hands into fists to stop them from trembling as you continue to walk but picking up the pace. 'Shit what should I do?!' The streets are empty at this time and any shops you could of been able to run into were shut. You had nothing to defend yourself, the only useful thing you had on you was your phone. 'I should call a cab, hopefully it gets here quickly.' Just as you reach for your bag as you step on to the main street, a hand grabs you brusigngly, yanking you pack into the darkness. You open your mouth to let out a scream but another hand clamps down before you can do so, muffling your cries for help as you are slammed against the wall.
A man towers over you. He has slicked back greasy black hair, brown eyes piercing into yours as he shushes you. He was easily six foot and stronger than you. He wore a plain white t-shirt and dark grey jeans. Your heart feels like it's about to burst from your chest as icy cold fear grips your insides. "Hey, hey no need to be afraid I just want to talk." His voice rumbles and is anything but soothing, a slight unhinged look flashes in his eyes and you can tell this guy is just not right. "Your (Y/N) aren't you? I've watched you at The Love Ball." Oh Arceus, how did he know your name?! For safety, you girls always went by your chosen stage names and were to never give away your real identity. So how this guy knew your real name was horrifying enough. "I'm a fan, a HUGE fan. I noticed you don't give as much of yourself away like the other sluts and I find that so enticing. We've talked before, it's Rob! I bought your favourite cocktail for you the other night do you remember that?"
He asks as if you could verbally answer but his hand is still tight on your mouth. This Rob character clearly doesn't trust you not to scream and there's now a childlike look of hope in his expression as he stares at you. To be truthful, you didn't remember him. Guys were forever coming and going, to you they were nothing more than clients at the end of the day and not one stuck in your head as you saw it nothing more than part of your job to indulge them a little after your performances. It was all for money and that was the harsh reality but unfortunately it seems this guy didn't quite get that. So you lie and nod your head as you are not looking to get killed tonight. Happiness etches on to his features. You almost feel bad if it hadn't been for the compromising position he had put you in.
"I knew it! I knew we shared something special. You don't know how wonderful this feels." Inside, you wince as his mood shifts from joy to...something more sinister. He leans in closer and you fight every nerve in your body not to lash out. Not that it would make a difference if you did as you wouldn't be strong enough to break free but more so you didn't wish to upset him. That would be the worst thing to do right now. He whispers in your ear "Then seeing how we share this special bond, I think it's only fitting I become the first to experience a more...intimate service from you don't you think?" You freeze up as he changes his hold. His hulking body now pins you as his free hand hovers over your breast. 'DONT TOUCH ME!' Your inner voice shrieks as you start to wriggle frantically, no longer caring how he'd react. "Hold still you whore!" He snarls and just as he is about to strike you, a roar vibrates the air causing him to stop and look away in confusion to it's source.
You take this opportunity as his grip slacks and knee him in his crown jewels. He lets out a pained cry as you tear yourself away, stumbling and falling on your ass. You hear the sound of...wings? You look up and see a Charizard in all it's glory hovering in the air above you two and it looks pissed. It dive bombs down directly into Rob, breathing flames that singes the tops of his hair as he lets out a terrified whimper. He's now entrapped underneath the massive lizard and you find yourself stuck just watching the scene unfold. "P-p-please don't hurt me!" The fiend begs as Charizard bellows out smoke in response. You hear the sound of footsteps approaching and your (E/C) eyes widen in shock as Leon appears looking equally as pissed. The connection is suddenly made in your head as you realise it's his Pokèmon on top of your stalker. 'But why is he here?'
"I better not catch you anywhere near these parts again you hear me? The only thing stopping my Charizard tearing you into shreds is my command, got it?" Leon's voice is cold and deadly as his captive nods in response. "And above all else, you leave her and the other girls alone unless you want to live the rest of your life behind bars with permanent scars on your face." Another terrified whimper and a "Yes sir I promise!" Leon gives the signal and soon enough Charizard moves, a little reluctantly, off the shaking man who flees into the darkness. With a small sigh, Leon turns his attention to you on the ground. He offers you a hand, his expression turning gentle as he pulls you up. "Are you alright (Y/N)?" You dust yourself off, adrenaline still pumping through your body as you try to calm your breathing. "Thanks to you but what are you doing here? How did you know I'd be here?" A low whistle emits from his lips as he glances back to his Charizard. "I'll explain everything but I want to get you back home first, this is no place to talk." He walks up to his fire type, giving him a pat before turning back to you, a ghost of a smile on his face. "Ever riden a Charizard before?"