My fellow Arthenians:
(Fun fact: I completed forgot Lily existed on my first draft of this chapter, so I had to completely rewrite it.)
First, happy thanksgiving to all of my American viewers; According to my "story properties," that's a lot of you guys. Me too. Anyway.
So, this is going to go differently than I originally intended, but, I fucked up a detail or two of the last chapter (not going to mention what). Whatever. Anyway.
So, explicit content warning and everything. Specifically language. I'm going to try to keep it under control, but there might be a little bit of XL in upcoming chapters. If it gets out of hand? Let me know. Anyway.
Don't know why you people would be offended by a few obscenities if you're okay with people and fantasy creatures fucking, but I digress. Anyway.
So like. Yeah. Here's the next chapter.
(Plot twist eminent)
Previously on ZTS:
"She walked very, unnecessarily slowly over the short distance toward him. Her hips seemed to sway side to side more than he had seen previously. Ben raised an eyebrow, and she lowered herself down, sliding into his lap, facing him. He gulped nervously, and he felt her soft, furry arms slipping around his neck loosely. Fur brushed up against his face as she leaned in to his ear, whispering quietly: "I've always wondered what would happen if our two kinds were to breed.""
The mood of the tent immediately took a one-eighty when the words met his ear. Suddenly he was engaged in an ethical battle, not only about whether or not this would count as bestiality but also if it was morally wrong or not to screw this beautiful young woman in the presence of some adorable little talking bunny, who was breathing shallowly, exhibiting signs of stage one sleep, from which she would be woken rather easily.
These questions never got the opportunity to be answered, however: just as he was going to have to make a decision, Ben's attention was drawn to the flaps of the tent, which had been drawn open forcefully and hurriedly. From outside were sounds of panic, and flashes of brown and yellow fur which could be identified as Lopunny and Buneary. Lily woke up resentfully and met eyes with her father, then looked to the other two.
Standing in the now open makeshift doorway was Ivan, the only other male Ben had encountered since he had entered the fucked up society in the first place. His breathing was heavy as if he had been running more than he had in quite a while. Three pairs of eyes found him immediately, and one pair of eyes alternated between the other three. His mouth was open like he was going to say something, but the furry male paused, as though he forgot what he was going to say when he saw the two together. Ben held his hands up and away from his body to say 'This wasn't my idea'. Ivan still scared him a little. The Anthro clambered off of Ben, getting to a stand behind him and blushing with her head down slightly. Lily giggled.
Ivan blinked twice and then shook his head, and he suddenly remembered what he came to say. He pointed a broken spear to his right, fear surfacing in his eyes from where it was hidden. "Tyranitar. A giant herd of them like I've never seen; far too many to hope to fight. We're evacuating everyone. Now. Go." 'Tyranitar,' Ben thought to himself. He got an image, and a general idea of the power that was coming. Beams of energy and light tore through the sky coming from where Ivan had pointed.
The three took off like bolts out of the tent. As Ben crossed the threshold however, he was met with a hand on his throat, stopping him abruptly and causing him to make a gagging noise. 'Damn, he has a strong grip,' was his first and only thought. Ivan stared into his eyes as though he was reading his soul, a power Ben was vaguely aware that the Pokemon would not have. It occurred to the human that he might be expected to explain himself.
Ben's tone was frantic and stumbling. He was acutely aware of the impending doom coming from not only the dinosaur-esque Pokemon but also the furry one with the strong grip if he was not quick with his words. His gaze found the floor. "Okay I'm sorry I was flirting with her and she was flirting back and we were having a good time and she said she wanted to know what would happen if we bred and-" as his eyes met Ivan's he realized he was a blabbering idiot and he was supposed to be listening. He shut up.
The spear in his right hand was jammed into the ground beside him. "I made a pact to stay here in these woods. I'm going to die here on the battlefield. That means I can't go with the rest of you, with her." He jerked his chin in the direction of the gorgeous Anthro whose bunny tail could still be seen bouncing away off in the distance. "She is the most important individual of our village, and she's very fragile at this age. You're going to keep her safe."
Ben realized he didn't even bother to mention Lily. "What about, um, your daughter?" Ivan stared at him as though he had just sprouted six dicks from his nose. "She can tend to herself." "But she's so tiny..." Another odd stare. "She's forty-six years old." Now it was Ben's turn to be incredulous, "No shit."
Ivan released his neck from his hand, nodding. He spit into the ground and shoved Ben aggressively in the direction of the evacuation. "Now catch up." Ben staggered for a few steps, but didn't fall, instead taking off into a sprint. As his speed increased, he frowned with surprise. He just kept running faster, faster even than he had before. He managed to catch up to the herd of rabbit-Pokemon without difficulty. Were they slow or was he fast? He ran alongside the two with whom he had acquainted.
Thirty minutes elapsed during the evacuation. As the Tyranitar got closer to Ivan, the Buneary and Lopunny and human got father away. Ivan saw the first one at around the same time that a scream sounded from the front of the pack. Orange lights could be seen lighting up the night. Pokemon darted in every direction, pushing past one another as Ben and his two companions fought their way to the front of the group. He was met with another surprise.
At about the same time the word "Magmortar" sounded from either side of Ben, his friends ('friends'? Ben wondered later), Ben registered 'fire' and 'danger' and 'holy fuck my feet are moving', and then he realized he was taking off again. "Split up!", came from Lily. She divided herself from the other two. The fire Pokemon didn't seem to notice her, sending Flamethrowers in the direction of the other two, who they pursued without abandon.
Sorry that this was short and shitty. Was this short and shitty? It felt short and shitty. Anyway, I'll get a better chapter out... Tomorrow. Hopefully. I just wanted to publish this one and get it off my chest.
Arthenius