Tamer Gothic - Book Zero - Blue League Adventure.
Part 15
Evil Lair. Blue League.
Things had not gone well. I'd tracked down the witch pokewoman easily enough, and with angelic pokegirl at my side along with the rest of my harem, not counting my Milktit, I hadn't imagined much trouble when taking down a thresholded poke and an old witch.
What we'd found was an entire coven, a dozen succubi, and the witch pokewoman had been more deadly the Infernals. My 'girls had been knocked out and placed back in their balls, while Hannah, my new poke, and I had been confined by chains.
Now in the dimly lit room I was laid down on a bed, only not by choice, while surrounded by a circle of sexy fiends, the witch pokewoman was by my side as we took in the most tragic spectacle of all: the fall of an angel, they were going to corrupt Hannah, turn her into a Fallen Angel, and then into a Demoness.
This wasn't an easy thing to do, for an Angel to become a Fallen Angel she had to be traumatised, not just by something bad happening to her, she had to see horrible things too. Like her new Master being killed before her eyes. Also they needed a Dark Stone. I didn't know if the Witch pokewoman had brought the stones for this event, or something else, but it hardly mattered right now.
A Fallen Angel didn't have a fun existence, but they weren't bad, they were more emo than evil. But the bitches around me didn't intend to stop there, it was possible they had said to turn a Fallen Angel into a Demoness by traumatising her further and by using another Dark Stone.
I suspected they would kill me as part of the second evolution rather the first. Merely torturing me or raping me would be enough to make Hannah think she had failed her master, and they would torture her as well to make her transform into a Fallen Angel.
To make matters even worse it was highly possible that Hannah would be killed due to the strain of evolving twice in such a short time. Although that might come as a mercy.
While bound on a rather gruesome altar, Hannah looked at me pleadingly, her misty, blue eyes meeting mine, searching for any help or sympathy. I had plenty of the latter but none of the former, my hands were just as chained as hers. There were great, iron restraints clasped over her wings, and magical runes sparked to life each time she tried to break out of them.
Her golden hair was curved around her breasts like swirled honey, emphasising the soft, round shape of her tits as they trembled, her whole body was shivering due to the traitorous feelings of arousal instilled by the succubus.
Katie, the succubus threshold who I had been able to unfortunately track down, ran her tongue along the angel's neck, while moaning like a whore. She might not have been a succubus for very long, but clearly she was enjoying her new life.
I'd seen a picture of the young Infernal back when she'd been human, one had been sent with the letter I'd gotten while still in London, Katie's dark locks had lengthened since her transformation, her hair reached down her sleek back like a waterfall of ebony, brushing the firm swells of her curvaceous bottom.
I watched as Katie gripped the angel by the waist, and soon her almost claw like hands were squeezing and kneading the angel's shapely ass. Hannah moaned in dissent, turning her head away as the succubus came in for a kiss. Katie's tongue licked along her neck instead, sliding over the angel's immaculate skin.
Elphaba, the Witch pokewoman, as her coven called her, leaned back with me on the bed as we took in the twisted display. She kept the palm of her hand stroking my cock, which was eager for a feminine touch due to some sort of spell the witch had cast on me. The only reason I wasn't screaming in outrage right now was because I was mostly horny. Just enough to keep me enjoying the show, without distracting me from it.
"When the sweet little angel has fallen" Lisa said to me "We're going to wait for a few days and then kill you right in front of her".
I wasn't as worried as I should have been even with the spell. I knew my luck blood gift would help me get out of this, and failing that my charm gift would sooner or later led to one of these pokes coming under my control. This wasn't the first time I'd been captured, something always happened that led to my freedom.
When I turned my head again I saw that the Succubus was pawing lustfully at Hannah's boobs. Then she shuddered as Katie sucked upon her nipples, and she wriggled around as Katie's tail teased her pussy, tracing around her lower lips, and trailing in between her angelic ass cheeks.
Hannah looked away from the violation of her body, and started staring up into the ceiling. I suspected she was praying, but she was cut short as Katie's tail impaled her womanhood,
"NOOOO!" the Angel screamed.
It was then that Katie grabbed her by the face, and gave her a messy kiss. Even from where I sat I could see the angel's eyes broadcast bewilderment and fear.
As Katie moaned in pleasure, a screaming gale of wind rushed through the room, making some of the assembled succubi scream in joy. It was some kind of dark magic, I'd been around enough spell casters to know when something was magic, it made me feel ill as in I wanted to vomit.
It became easier to handle when I closed my eyes I became ultra-aware of the room's sounds. The crackling of the fire, and Hannah's bellows of defiance and arousal, as she was raped by an Infernal.
"Mephala!" called out one of the other Infernals "Defile her in Lilith's name!".
I had no idea who this Lilith was, but I was pretty sure that she was a Dark Queen. Also it seemed that Katie had a new name.
"With pleasure mistress!" the threshold replied
She renewed her tail job, I could see it now that my eyes were open again. Also Katie's tongue was buried down the squirming angel's throat as her hands swam through the divine being's golden hair and clamped down around her head. Hannah's hands and feet jerked in panic and pleasure at her violation, her whines and whimpers were perversely arousing.
With one final convulsion and a loud moan of mutual pleasure, both of the pokes shuddered, Hannah's normally lively blue eyes glazed over, the fight finally left her. Her struggling body had slackened, and with no will to mount a defence, her sexual instincts eagerly aided in her downfall, her hips beginning to sway to meet Katie's thrusting tail.
To see goodness incarnate ruined so completely, made me hate these succubi so much, and I was sure that the site would haunt me for the rest of my days.
"Let there be darkness!" one of the Infernals shouted.
As if that were a cue a Succubus came over to my bed. She loomed over me, her colossal wingspan and gigantic breasts blocking my view of anything else. Her black painted lips then move into a smile as she leaned over me, smelling and kissing my skin as she came up to my face, letting out a deep breath.
Soon her pussy began to grind against my cock, as he freed my hands from their restraints, and she brought them to her chest, letting my fingers massage and knead her tits. She moaned as I groped her sensitive flesh, and moaned even louder when somehow the upper half of her outfit just dissolved away and her breasts burst out of their restraints.
My hands were eager to sample the rest of her body, the spell made me horny and I acted upon that even as the rational part of mind still kept thinking.
It was an erotic site I didn't doubt, my hands were fondling every last bit of her hips before settling on the full cheeks of her ass. I sighed when I felt the gentle softness of her tits slide up my belly before squishing into my chest, pressing in to me. She mashed them in harder as she kissed me deeply, sending her tongue down my throat
"Wonderful" the Infernal said when the kissing ended and she sat back "simply wonderful. I am pleased my mistress is so generous I will... "
Her monologuing was cut short when a bright light filled the air, it was followed by a chorus of surprised gasps.
Then the Infernal who had been about to rape me, had a look of disbelief on her face as she looked down her chest and found a sword jutting through it.
That was when the spell keeping too horny to care about much about what was going on, faded and since I was now covered in blood, on top of everything else. I lost control and freaked the fuck out.
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Liar. Blue League.
After being fed by my Milktit, who I let lose from her pokeball, and healed by the Celestial pokes who had come to save us I was somewhat able to start dealing with what had happened.
Hannah upon evolving into a Fallen Angel, which had been the source of the bright light, had drawn to her a crack team of Celestial pokes. They had teleported super fast, and had killed all the coven before anyone had even realised what was going on.
Then they cleaned up all the mess, and had left in rather a hurry. Leaving Hannah in my care, as it had been explained to me a Fallen Angel's only chance of recovery was for me to take care of her, she would be very emo for possibly years to come and then if I helped her recover from this trauma she might evolve into a type of Celestial that could rejoin the Hellguard.
As for the Hellguard, I knew of them because I'd had one of their numbers in my old harem back during the Shadow Island's contest. She hadn't been here, thankfully, and I was glad of the fake name I used because otherwise it might change the future. The Hellguard couldn't be allowed to find out that I was the Shadow Lord, so in a way it was good that they'd pretty abandoned Hannah and left her with me.
Hannah had gone from a blue eyed, blond haired angel with white wings, to a dark purple haired angel with dark purple wings, her eyes were dark purple as well. It was attractive, but her body movements made me think that she didn't see it that way.
On the plus side what Briza had done to me wasn't a big deal any more. I'd seen really evil pokes in action now, that made it easy to see that my Drow-Zee had just been desperate for a Taming and scared.
"So what kind of Fallen Angel is she?" Tiffany, who had been in her pokeball for the ordeal asked "I read about them you're suppose to be able to tell by the colour their wings change too, but hers are a very dark purple".
I also knew that Fallen Angels had different kinds, and I had to know because she would need careful watching in battle if the cause of her evolution was her trauma. Were as if those who became Fallen Angels by believing they have failed their masters weren't so good at battling and weren't likely to kill someone in a fight. It also had an effect on how submissive they were.
"Right now isn't the time to find out" I said to my witch "Give her some space".
Truthfully I was more concerned about myself. I'd been through some shit before, but I'd never been so shaken up by it. I was starting to doubt my Luck Blood Gift, although perhaps I shouldn't as I had been saved by a small army of angels, that was like something out of the fictional adventures of Tamers not the real thing.
What didn't make sense was why I was stilling finding myself in these sort of situations. It made some sense before, as the Shadow Lord, the one who would defeat the Dark King, I should end up in strange places and have to deal with evil, but this was a different life. I was no one important here. So either this world was far more fucked up than I had ever realised, or I was a magnet for trouble.
Still I was pretty sure that other people spent years as a Tamer without going through what I had. Perhaps Fate was involved, if so I was pissed about it.
"You know the idea of running a ranch is starting to appeal to me" I told my harem "Fresh air, lots of pokegirls to look after, all the Taming I could ever want, and its not like I need to go on adventures".
It had struck me that maybe I was the problem, I'd always ended my adventures better off than when they'd started, but I'd never gone through such things alone, and we'd always won.
Sure losing my Pumara had been bad, but considering that I'd defeated a Dark Queen that time I'd gotten off easy.
That had perhaps made me too confident. Luck could only take a person so far I needed skill, and my current harem were novices compared to my old one. Kira and Kara each had decades of experience, Raven had been a powerhouse, Callisto more so, and as for Babs well reality broke around her sometimes. Daphne was something special as well.
"Shame that breeder licences aren't given out to rookie tamers" I muttered.
Tiffany spoke next.
"Master you are very rich, everything has a price" my witch "Not that you should waste your money. Then again you have millions so the ranch wouldn't have to be very profitable, so why not buy a failed one cheap and spruce it up. Even if it fails I doubt it will bankrupt you. I mean look around the Celestials didn't loot this place, and if need more money just go treasure hunting again, you are good at that.
Those were good points.
"Maybe you should go visit a ranch, find out what its like before you buy one" Celeste suggested "I'd be fine living out in nature, but I'm an elf, the same might not apply to everyone else".
Tiffany seemed fine with it.
"Long as I have some books I'm happy" she said.
Witches were easy to handle once you were used to them. I'd have to keep her busy that was all.
"Its all the same to me" Briza told me "I don't really know what I want".
She still hadn't totally opened up to me so her words came as no surprise.
"I grew up on a farm so I can helps lots" my Milktit said.
The Fallen Angel stood up before she addressed me.
"What ever my master wishes" was her opinion.
That was something at least. She was talking. I imagined life on a ranch would give her both the time and the space she needed to heal.
"Okay so let's go check out some ranches" I decided.
First we'd had back to the village to rest, and to get Hannah some new clothes, then I'd look into ranches. Not actually I'd get blind drunk, and after the hangover had faded that was when I'd concern myself with ranches.
FALLEN ANGEL, the Troubled Angel Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human - Near Human (Angelic Metamorph)
Element: Magic/Dark
Frequency: Rare
Diet: Human style foods, meats are common
Role: Aerial scout and shock trooper
Libido: Average to High
Strong Vs: Magic, Psychic, Ghost, Rock
Weak Vs: Fighting, Bug, Ground (when not flying)
Attacks: Dark Blade, Shadow Shot, Gust, Shield, Dazzle, Feather Shuriken, Energy Drain, Lure, Area Illusion
Enhancements: Metamorph (Alternate Form), Nightvision, Enhanced Agility (x4), Enhanced Strength (x3), Enhanced Speed (x4)
Evolves: Demoness (Further Trauma + Dark Stone), Archangel (Combat Variety Only: Emotional closeness + Dawn Stone), Ophanim (normal; shown mercy after battle on field of honor)
Evolves From: Angel (major trauma/bad experiences; Dark Stone), Seraph (major trauma/bad experiences; Dark Stone), Warrior Nun (major trauma/bad experiences; Dark Stone)
Angels, Seraph, and even Warrior Nuns usually evolved into Fallen Angel either after believing they have completely failed their Tamers or by seeing a brutal and often bloody battle. In the case of a Warrior Nun, however, this also includes being unable to save the lives of the innocent during some sort of altercation. While any and all of these factors can make an evolution into a Fallen Angel, the chances tend to be rather low unless a Dark Stone is present: at which point there is a good chance the Pokégirl will evolve into a Fallen Angel.
A Fallen Angel looks, physically, much like they were before their 'evolution,' with the main physical changes being their wings, hair, and eyes often changed to a dark purple or black color, otherwise, are identical to their non-Fallen counterparts. Clothing, if left to them, can vary widely, but is usually of colors reflecting their troubles and the ones with high libidos usually wear sultry and sometimes revealing clothing as well. Almost every Fallen Angel prefers to wear clothing of some sort, however.
Behavior depends on how they became a Fallen Angel in the first place. Those who became Fallen Angels by believing they have failed their masters often have a depressing demeanor, have low confidence in their ability, and are often very submissive towards their masters. Fallen Angels of these types are often willing to go many lengths to earn their master's approval.
If the Pokégirl became a Fallen Angel via some major trauma, on the other hand, they tend to take solace in battle, taking out their aggression and frustration against anything that her tamer pits her towards. This is the kind of Fallen Angel that needs to be watched carefully by others, lest they kill their opponent.
In Harems, they tend to be passive and are easily dominated by other Pokégirls unless they believe doing so would lose favor with their master. Combat ability is hampered by their low self confidence, but winning a number of battles and/or the encouragement of their masters can overcome this problem. If the Tamer is able to restore her confidence (being made Alpha has been seen as the quickest if not easiest way), then she will likely take on a less depressing attitude and will be very affectionate (and often times aroused) towards their Tamer while having a friendly or indifference towards others. However, the event that made her believe that she failed her master can still cause great guilt within any Fallen Angel.
Fallen Angel traumatized by intense combat will be cold/indifferent towards people (including her Tamer) and will try to avoid making friends as they feel everyone going to die anyway. In combat, they are often brutal in fights and need to be restrained as they may end up killing their opponent. On the other hand, they most often have high libidos and can be very passionate in bed. It is believed that they find relief from their trauma in sex. Although it's difficult and take a long time, a Tamer can earn the love of these Fallen Angels. However, this love is often reserved in front of others and when they are alone with their Tamer in which case they will openly display care and love towards their Tamer. Earning their love usually involves a long process of caring for their well-being and overcoming their emotional barriers. Thus, these types of Fallen Angels are popular with Tamers due to their combat ability and libidos and don't need to have their confidence be rebuilt. They are also very popular with Tamers who don't want the emotional attachments.
When fighting, they will often try to throw their opponent off balance with long range attacks, Lure, Illusion, and/or Dazzle to allow them to close in. Once up close they will use their Dark Blade along with other attacks that are effective at that range and use Energy Drain to make sure they can keep going. The Dark energies they now have seem to amplify their physical abilities allowing them to better able to fight up close. Although not a flying type, when their wings are manifested they may utilize Gust and Feather Shuriken techniques to attack with. However, unlike the normal techniques of these types, Fallen Angels imbue their Flying-attacks with their magic, which somehow makes them much more effective against Rock-types than they otherwise would be.
Fallen Angels are rare mainly due to the fact that the situation for them to evolve into one doesn't come up very often, although they do 'evolve' from three different celestial Pokégirls. Feral Fallen Angels are even rarer as all Feral Fallen Angels are the ones traumatized by combat and lost their Tamer (either by death or by separation) and weren't able to get Tamed. Caution is strongly recommended as Feral Fallen Angel will try kill you if provoked and sometimes goes to the ends of the world to do so. Threshold girls may become a Fallen Angel if they fulfill the requirements that an Angel has, but it is believed that it would be very unlikely with some arguing that it isn't possible. It is rumored that if a Fallen Angel can get over her troubles, she may become an Angel again. However, if they suffer more trauma while being exposed to a Dark Stone, they may evolve into a Demoness.