(Author's Note: This is a sequel to Deceptive Obsession Master Edition fanfiction. If you haven't read it, this fic won't really make sense)
Deceptive Obsession: A Love Letter to Madness
A Kanto Region Tale
Chapter 1: Destruction Inspired by Obsession
The fast clicking noises of a keyboard filled the decrepit room, an unkempt girl with thick glasses typing away as she watched the streaming feed from a more than questionable site. She was on a website hosted by an organization called the PPC, a streaming web page to be more precise. Pants around her ankles with a hand between her legs, she began moaning out as she watched a rather carnal video. On the screen was a boy and a Zoroark, who were going at it like lovesick teenagers.
The girl's room was a wreck, a mixture of depression and apathy clearly taking a sledgehammer to it. All of her walls were plastered with a seemingly endless number of newspaper clippings, all of them about the Zoroark Killer incidents that occured several years ago. All the images of the boy and his Zoroark within the clippings had big hearts around them crudely drawn on with permanent markers. With every second of the video that played, the girl found herself drowning in pure ecstacy.
"I-I need more, I need more of you Arkianna," Luca whimpered, moving up and shifting Arkianna so that he had a firm grasp on her hind legs. Spreading them, he hastily shoved his shaft into her throbbing pit of aroused passion, leaning forward to forcefully seize her lips with his own. Slow at first, he began plummeting his crotch inside of hers, taking long strides to feel all of her insides with each movement.
"Fuuuuck..." the girl whined, the bottom of her shirt now in her mouth as she desperately rubbed between her legs, as if she were to die if she stopped. Her glasses steamed up from her body heat as her fingers began digging deep into her snatch, her hips thrusting like crazy in her chair as she helplessly stared as the raw passion that the trainer and the Zoroark was sharing.
"MORE...MORE!" Arkianna howled, her claws clasping behind Luca's neck so that she could return her lips to his. Scratching it up, Luca's member throbbed and twitched harder with each scratch of pain, sheathing himself inside of her without restraint. Luca let go of her legs, grasping onto her tightly as their bodies shook and slammed the bed against the wall over and over again. Arkianna then began tearing at his back as she howled wildly, causing Luca to shiver violently, pulling him to the edge.
"Mmmf...ah...! The girl said in a whiney scream, her tongue began to protrude from her mouth as she felt so close to the edge she could lose it at any moment, trying to match the video's pace.
"C-CUMMING!" Luca grunted as Arkianna's claws tore his skin, his semen oozing deep inside of Arkianna. He began whining and moaning out helplessly as he continued thrusting, his member now sensitive to the point of madness. Continuing to release his seed, Luca was eventually stopped by Arkianna, who pulled his face into her chest and restrained his lower half with her hind legs. The girl finally lost it as she let out a loud, passionate scream. Her body weighed and twitched as she rode the wave of pleasure, finally coming to her senses after a few minutes.
"Shiiiiit...that was just as good as the first time I watched it...wait...how many times have I watched this one...oh…" the girl cracked a perverted grin as she saw the number 52 next to the times played icon.
"Hehe, I'm not sure if these two are actors or the real thing but my imagination fixes that hehehe…heh…ugh…" the girl groaned, her post climax high already subsiding as she sat back in her seat, her sleepless eyes now following her walls as she slowly spun in her chair.
"I want to be like these two...I want to do something I'll be known for, or at least do something just...terrible...even if it's something awful, I want to leave my mark on this world...I'm tired of using my imagination!" The girl whined and pouted as she looked around at the newspaper clippings that covered her walls. Sighing and groaning with discontent, she found her eyes wandering to the ceiling, her brain in an intense fixation with her meaningless life.
For years she had shut herself away, making money selling information in the deep end of the pokeweb. No aspirations, no goals, no initiative. It wasn't until the reports of the Zoroark Killer that she found herself growing interested in...well...anything. Once she started following the story, she found herself hopelessly hooked. But once that came to an end, she found herself endlessly fantasizing about doing such things. A chat window began blinking at the bottom of her computer screen with the name "ScizorUp'' appearing on the main bar.
"I see you're jilling off to Zoroark porn again Ursula, shame on you. Anyway, I have some great news, the PPC is going to be hosting a Pokeroom, and my intel tells me it's a big event, and rumor has it that a Zoroark is going up for bid amongst the large selection! I know how obsessed you are with them so I thought I'd be an awesome friend and inform you, good luck. I'm sending you the link now, but it won't be starting for a few hours," The window said, Ursula's eyes lighting up like a Christmas tree as her heart skipped a few beats.
"OMG SERIOUSLY!? THANKS FOR TELLING ME!" her text whizzed across the screen, the clacking of her keyboard growing in volume with her desperate keystrokes. Impatience was clear and an understatement as Ursula selected the link three times, anxiously awaiting the page to load. To her surprise there were already a ton of people, lying and waiting for their chances to obtain their very own twisted fantasy. Recognizing a ton of the names, she decided to hop in the chat to see what info she could gather about the "Trade Show" about to take place.
-TursatheArkLover has entered the chat!-
"So then I was like, 'sex with Pokemon? What are you high?' Which was pretty funny because he was at the time," -HypnoHipster
"Well I mean, you weren't lying, even if you are a Pokephiliac," -CreeperAggron
"Well duh, I'm pretty sure we all are in some capacity" -HypnoHipster
"Preach my brother! I heard tonight is a Kanto exclusive room," -MadBlacephelon
"Yeah, it's not only Kanto only, there's like, 10 Pokemon up for bids tonight," -CreeperAggron
"Wow, seriously? That's like the most they've ever done in one event!" -TursatheArkLover
"Aw snap it's Tursa! Where you been at girl?!" -UrbanKeckleon
"Hehe hey guys~ yeah it's been a hot minute. You know me, being a pervy creeper on the net and stuff," -TursatheArkLover
"You're such a freaky bitch, God I love you lol. Things have been good?" UrbanKeckleon
"Love you too, lol. Yeah, the data selling biz has been booming, so I've definitely got more than enough P to throw around to get something," -TursatheArkLover
"Ah hah, I knew you wouldn't be here otherwise. You heard there's a Zoroark in the pool, haven't you?" -UrbanKeckleon
"Wha? There's a Zoroark going up for bid?" -Simp4Gardevoir
"That's probably going to fetch a high price, especially since they're rare here in Kanto y'know?" -CreeperAggro
"If any of you cock block my chances, I will find where you live and beat your asses!" -TursatheArkLover
"Daaaaamn, that's scary, especially since that's what you kinda do for a living, finding people and all," -UrbanKeckleon
"Yeaaaaah...I'm a VERY sore loser, but I doubt any of you will outbid me anyway," -TursatheArkLover
"Is that...A CHALLENGE?!" -MadBlacephelon
"I swear to God if that idiot tries..." Ursula growled to herself, sighing before stretching out her limbs to the fullest to try and relax. Watching the timer, she decided to pour herself a drink to help pass the time. She watched as the others conversed amongst themselves, talking and guessing about some of the other Pokemon going up for bid. Watching the timer, it was finally time, counting down from five and ending at zero, the host of the event suddenly appeared within the streaming window. To everyone's surprise it wasn't the usual well dressed gentleman host, but a young female hosting instead, clad in a decorative hoodie and mini skirt as she flashed a smile up in the camera's lens.
"Good evening to all of you Kanto deviants, freaks, creeps and peeps. Before anyone panics...your normal host, Dagan, is fine, he just had a life obligation he needed to tend to. Soooooo I, Gardeva, will be hosting tonight's big event! Tonight we have a staggering ten Pokemon up for bid, and as an added bonus, my Gardevoir and myself will be putting on a special show afterwards so if you wanna get an eye full of that, stick around after the bids. Without any more interruptions, let's get the show on the road!" Gardeva's innocent face was a facade as her words were drenched in seduction, sticking out her tongue playfully, giving a wink as she gestured her hand to a curtain.
Slowly the curtain opened, splitting the entrance straight down the middle, revealing a rather fidgety Lopunny. Blindfolded, it's legs were rubbing together like trying to kindle a fire with provocative whines seeping from its throat and mouth into the open air. It was latched onto a leash held by a nearly naked man in an opera mask. Whispering commands into its ear, it stepped forward and began twirling, giving the audience a good look around.
"And here we have a Lopunny, fully trained and broken in to please even the sickest of desires. Isn't she lovely? A display should be popping up in your browser in just a few moments with more information. We'll start the bids on her starting at 100,000P," Gardeva announced, numbers and bids flying down the screen with mad speed as the additional information was displayed Ursula watched in amusement as she watched the 2 minute timer at the top of the screen countdown, counting as bid after bid hit the window.
"Annnnd SOLD! Congratulations, Scourfunny, you have won the bid at a whopping 525,000P!" Gardeva announced, a storm of congratulations speeding down the chat bar. Alright! Next in our line up…" Gardeva began to announce. Waiting with zen like patience, Ursula watched as Pokemon after Pokemon were sold to potentially crazy people, some numbers reaching up in the 700k range to her surprise. She began to grow uneasy as the 8th Pokemon was auctioned off with no Zoroark in sight, her heart irregularly beating in her chest like a drunken drum as she waited. Gardeva moved to another pair of curtains that had not been revealed yet, a wicked smile spread across her face.
"Only two left to go, we are on a roll aren't we? It goes to show that time really does fly when you're having fun! Now, for the 9th Pokemon, from the far off region of Unova, we have…" Gardeva led her words with her hands as the curtain opened, revealing what Ursula had been waiting for. A Zoroark was revealed, blindfolded just as the others were, it's fur having a brilliant shine to it.
"This Zoroark has not only been taught to speak fluent human, but can also shift into one as well without others being in sight, allowing us to demonstrate," Gardeva listed off, the alluring woman holding its leash whispering a command into its ear. In the blink of an eye it immediately changed into a human's form, it's dark tanned skin being clad in a red and black hoodie and jeans, it's hair wild and jet black with a mid length to it.
"I can't wait to have a new master of my own…" he said, his tone youthful and pleading before shifting back to normal. Ursula found herself drooling as she took in all the details, fantasies quickly whizzing through her head that made sitting still increasingly more difficult.
"He's going to be mine...no matter what it costs me…" Ursula grumbled, her expression growing eerily serious as she cracked her knuckles, rolling her fingers over and over to loosen them up for bidding.
"We'll be starting the bid at 300,000P! Ready…GO!" Gardeva announced, the bid button beneath the video screen highlighted, allowing her to type in amounts. The amounts flew up the charts quickly, quickly reaching 500,000P in roughly 20 seconds. Waiting for the right moment to bust out her big bid, she placed a few to maintain her bidding presence, ready to throw a massive sum around if necessary. As the timer began to countdown from 10, she noticed the price jump drastically, her heart pounding her chest as she found her amounts consistently becoming beaten.
"To hell with these people, I'm ending this!" Ursula scowled, her words ringing in her room as she typed out a massive sum, slightly breaching her budget on necessities.
"SOLD! To TursatheArkLover for a massive 825,000P! That's a record high for the night!" Gardeva announced, tons of people at a loss as to why someone would spend so much on a Pokemon while others, impressed by her obsessive display, showered her with congratulations all down the screen. Taking a sigh of relief, Ursula sat back in her chair, her body's adrenaline jitters tingling her nerves as she steadied her breathing, a huge smile on her face as she left her arms on their rests.
"H-Holy shit...I can't believe I bid THAT much…" she sighed, happy to know the Zoroark was all hers. Closing her eyes, it wasn't long before her fantasies began to surface, dangerous fantasies that should remain such as that, mere fantasies. A small flashing notification revealed itself to her at the bottom of her page, the name "Dagan" in the bar. Clicking it, a chat window opened up, revealing a nice message of congratulations.
"Congratulations on your purchase, I heard you paid a hefty sum for your prize as well. We here at the PPC would like to thank you for such a vast contribution to our organization. As a bonus to your Pokemon, we'll express deliver it to you at a time of your choosing," -Dagan
"How come you weren't hosting tonight? A lot of us were bummed out to not have you," -TursatheArkLover
"I had a major player stop by the establishment with a very lucrative deal. Since I'm the best negotiator we've got, I was forced to handle it myself," -Dagan
"That makes sense, I hope that went well. Anyway, regarding delivery, how about right now, is that doable?"
-TursatheArkLover
"As you wish, expect it to be handed to you within the next 20 seconds courtesy of our Alakazam delivery service. Again, thank you for such a generous contribution, and please, have a nice night," -Dagan
"Thanks, you too Dagan,"
-TursatheArkLover
This wasn't the first time these two had performed transactions, and over the course of a few months, had become relatively close as people. Swiveling her chair around, she looked at the clock over by her bed. Sure enough, as the automated hand clicked for 20 seconds, an Alakazam appeared before her, emerging from nothingness with a slight distortion of reality. He was wearing a burgundy zest with the PPC logo on it and a small hat like a bell boy would wear at a high class hotel.
"Ursula Tredgman?" Alakazam spoke to her telepathically, Ursula giving him a slight nod as he walked forward to hand her a love ball he had in his clutches. After handing it to Ursula he gave her a polite bow before fading out of view as it teleported out.
"Talk about fast service," she chuckled as she looked the ball over since she hadn't held a love ball before. Finding herself satisfied with looking at it, she tossed it onto the floor, a burst of light emerging from its opening. As the light dispersed, her dreams came true. Zoroark was revealed to her, her eyes gazing at it with perversion as they checked him out with intense interest.
"Is there...anything I can do for you mistress?" Zoroark inquired, a perverse smile curling upon Ursula's lips as her tongue ran across them.
"There is A LOT you can do for me...but let's start off slow...get on all fours, and slowly crawl over here to me…" Ursula ordered, seduction oozing from her lips as the Zoroark obeyed. Slowly, he made his way to her, like a prowler as he maintained eye contact with her. Ursula sat back, patting the front of her seat to command him further, his claws gently grasping the top of her legs as he moved to his knees. She began to gently stroke his head, his eyes closing as he began to make soft groans and growls, clearly in love with her gentle touch.
"You and I are going to do great things...wonderful and terrible things that we will be possibly hunted for...maiming...killing...lusting...all types of bad things...and you will be there by my side...are you prepared to do anything I ask?" Ursula said calmly but firmly, Zoroark nodding up to her like a mindless marionette as he continued to nudge his head into her hand, perfectly content with her gentle touches upon his head.
"Good...because I've already begun planning our first heinous act…" Ursula snickered as she turned Zoroark's face up, tilting her head to kiss its lips deeply, causing it to flinch in surprise. It's eyes seemed weak to her touch as she deepened the kiss, soft whimpers escaping in its throat as it resisted the urge to make a move. Slowly parting her lips from his, Ursula let out a small giggle at her poor Pokemon's face, completely vulnerable to anything she wanted.
"You know what...instead of planning it out, let's just go out and do it, what do you say?" Ursula licked her lips as she gave her Zoroark a pat on his head, immediately moving to her closet. He watched curiously as Ursula dressed behind the door, eventually stepping out in an outfit she had so lovingly pieced together some time ago. She was clad in a large sky blue hoody, an off-white knit cap stuffed on her head to easily hide her gender and hair. Looking in her mirror, a big grin spread from ear to ear.
"Just like Luca himself...it's perfect! Alright, let's head out to the Pokemon Center and wait to strike…but first...you need a name...how about Ark? It's much less of a mouthful to say," Ursula struggled to restrain a fit of ghastly cackling, finally taking the steps so she could quit imagining and start carving a path of chaos throughout the Kanto region as she and her new love stepped out into the night.
"It's been several years since the Zoroark Killer incidents that plagued the good land of Unova, but it seems that the horrors have not receded, merely moved on. Our distant correspondent, Lisa Lazuli, reports from Cerulean City in the Kanto region on the subject," the anchor recited, the image changing to a news lady with sky blue hair and a distressed disposition.
"That's right Felix, I'm here in Cerulean City at the site of a gruesome murder that strongly resembles the Zoroark Killer's style of murder. 2 victims, a male and female Pokemon trainer of no more than 14 years old were found off the road, their bodies mangled with deep slashes and ferocious bites. On top of the horrible images before me, we have several eye witnesses able to identify the Zoroark in question as well as a description of its trainer, a young man wearing a sky blue hoodie and a white knit cap, which were the signature clothes of the killer's accomplice, Luca Stora, who was fired upon when leaving the Unova region. If Luca or his Zoroark are spotted, do not engage them in any way, instead, report the sighting to the authorities as soon as possible. I repeat, these two are incredibly crafty and incredibly dangerous, avoid them at all costs. Back to you Felix," Lisa reported, chalky outlines around the deceased being the last image shown before cutting back to the head reporter.
"Shocking...everyone, please say a prayer for the trainers' families and stay safe out there. Next in the news..." Felix recited before the transmission was cut off. Sitting against a tree with a balled fist, a slightly older Luca could be seen glaring at his C-Gear, rage swelling up inside him as he watched his name being dragged from the furnace in which he thought he torched it.
"Are...you serious...?" Luca asked no one, tears welling up in his eyes as he slammed his fist on the grassy ground. For the past few years Luca had not only laid low, but he had tried to reinvent himself with some help from the PPC, his identity and sense of self changed. However, it wasn't supposed to be a permanent fix, and with this case being brought out into the open view of every man, woman, and child in Kanto, he knew that a hellish road was to be soon laid out before him. The ghostly image of Arkianna could be seen playing with their son, to which he eventually named Zorrin, teaching him about hunting and playing rough. Arkianna noticed that horrific gaze on Luca's face and immediately flew to him, little Zorrin trying to keep up as he chased her.
"What's the matter...my love?" Arkianna inquired, Luca immediately playing back the news feed he found on his C-Gear. Zorrin immediately hopped up in Luca's lap, trying to cheer him up by nuzzling against his chest. Arkianna had a gaze of fascination as she watched the report, a sick smile curling on her lips as she recalled their murderous romp through Unova just a few short years ago. As it ended, Arkianna broke out into laughter, which made Luca feel a bit like a wimp in worrying about it.
"Some fool is copying what we did...? You should feel honored...that you're famous..." Arkianna teased Luca letting out a heavy sigh as he ran his hand through Zorrin's fur.
"This isn't a laughing matter Arkianna! This means that we are going to be hunted down like we were back home! Do you not remember how hard and torturous that was!?" Luca shouted at Arkianna, who wouldn't shake her sadistic grin as she hovered over top of him.
"Calm...down...I understand that this is...serious..."Arkianna said calmly, nuzzling Luca's cheek to try to ease his nerves.
"It's going to be difficult to get around now, even if you aren't exactly a Zoroark anymore and I have false documents saying that I'm someone else. It will only be a matter of time before we're discovered..." Luca sighed once more, Zorrin yapping in his lap to try and calm him.
"Mama...is papa OK? He looks...sad..." Zorrin asked meekly, Arkianna's transparent claw rubbing its head.
"All will be fine little one...we just need to...kill the faker..." Arkianna said with a grin, her last few words making Luca tense up.
"Please don't...I don't want us to kill people again...I-I like it here in Kanto, it's peaceful. But...I do agree that we have to do something about it..." Luca replied, a bit of positive energy returning to his voice. He then stood up and began packing up camp, both Arkianna and Zorrin both doing their part to speed up the process. Luca's mind was full of thoughts and instances that quite frankly terrified him.
Before it was just him and Arkianna, her undying love for him murdering the masses which left him with nothing to worry about but Arkianna, but now, as wild as it was, he was a father. Sure it's not a human child, but as far as Luca was concerned, it was the exact same thing. It was his own flesh and blood after all. Arkianna returned to her natural form of a Haunter, before being returned to her Poke ball, Luca helping Zorrin up onto his shoulder as he pulled himself together.
He had changed a bit since he made his move to Kanto, his height had gone up by a few inches, his once short blonde locks were now dyed black and was mid length. He no longer wore his hoodie, replacing it with an actual jacket made of leather and wearing a more traditional baseball cap as opposed to his knit one, which he kept in his bag. He had to make changes to stay safe in Kanto, and he prayed that those changes would hold out now that he was going to be back on the authorities collective radar. The one solace was that these officers hadn't studied or witnessed him before like the officers in Unova, so he could get away with some of his old evasive tricks.
"Ready for an adventure Zorrin?" Luca asked with a soft smile, his strangely colored Zorua giving him a loving "Yes!", licking his cheek affectionately before he took to his feet.
To Be Continued...
