Charlie laid on his soft bed with his limbs sprawled about here and there. Blankets and pillows were all over the place, over and under him. He was happily having a forgetful dream and didn't even notice that he was over sleeping and was late for work. His alarm clock was accidentally set to 9:30 When he was supposed to be up at eight. The clock ticked to 9:00 AM and he remained fast asleep.
Lucario creaked the door open gently to peer inside. She knew this was going to happen eventually but didn't expect it to happen so soon after last time. She gazed down at her owner, her thoughts festering with rage and excitement.
She was a house maid. When she had evolved into a Lucario her trainer took her to the vet to de-spike her all over. It was a symbol of slavery to her, a domesticated Lucario with no voice to express her discontent at her lifestyle.
Clenched within her paw was that very same chest spike that was sawed off. The vet attempted to throw it away but Lucario sneaked it out of the trash. Just yesterday her trainer had found the chest spike among her few possessions and ordered her to throw it out.
She didn't though, she clung to it and only pretended to throw it out. Her trainer was shallow, selfish and above all pathetic. He had no friends and hadn't made contact to his family for years. He was even on the verge of getting fired for his tardiness alone. Whenever he came home he would take out all his stress and frustration out on her.
She crept up to him with the disembodied chest spike at tow. Her soft paws barely registered any noise against the blood red carpeting of the floor. She stared at him while he remained peacefully unaware of her plans. He laid against those white pillows and sheets while the morning sun beamed in, filtered by the thick curtains that hid the two from outside viewers.
Her crimson red eyes began to burn with unrestrained rage while her baring teeth were exposed. Staring at him brought out raw emotion from within her. He was a parasite to everyone. He sucked away the ephemeral happiness that Lucario had the day she evolved and treated her like garbage. Thinking about his order to throw out her chest spike made her growl in frustration. He was the trash that needed to be taken out.
Her growling had accidentally grown too loud though. Charlie began to stir in his sleep while mumbling incoherent nonsense. Lucario froze in place and shivered in fear when he sat up and stretched his limbs. He turned his head and noticed Lucario standing there.
"Morning Lucario. Go get breakfast ready. I need to get changed for work." He then noticed the chest spike gripped in her quivering hand. Whether it was quivering from fear or rage was unknown to Lucario. "You still have that thing? Go throw that away already!" He barked. That struck the final nerve.
Lucario marched up to her trainer. He must have realized his mistake. He withdrew against his bed and lifted the pure white sheets in a pathetic attempt to defend himself. "Wait, Lucario No!" It was too late. Her once shiny white spike pierced through his skin and soaked both it and the sheets with ruby red blood.
Charlie cried out in pain. He tried to fight back against Lucario but she was much stronger and more motivated. Stab after Stab she pierced his chest. Eventually his life poured out too much, the sheets absorbed the crimson red blood like a thirsty demon. His hand hung off the bed while Lucario pulled back, panting and pleased with herself. Charlie stared up at her with lifeless eyes before mumbling one last word.
"... Whhhyy?" Lucario said nothing before driving the spike down squarely against the center of his chest where it was once was for her.