"At least it's a nice place," Mia muttered to herself as she looked around at the beautiful lake before her. After getting Hilda arrested, a lot of things had happened.

First, kids who'd managed to get away from the girl previously spoke up as soon as her identity was revealed, which, on top of the photo album, was all that was needed to get a life sentence in a maximum security facility.

Second, a lot of bad press ended up being placed on her brother, which was really bad considering he was Pokémon League Champion of Unova. To the boy's credit, he handled it well, saying he was appalled by his sister's actions and vowed to use the money collected from both donations, his own wallet, and spare funds from the League to create a camp to help kids receive therapy through traumatic experiences. It was a great move.

None of that meant anything to Mia, because all it took was the tearful pleading and dissociated begging from Hilda for her to know what lay beneath that warm smile Hilbert put up for the cameras. What was why she was here at Orientation, at this beautiful camp by a lake, almost like a summer camp, complete with cabins and a large building at the center. It was the first day of its unveiling after a month of construction, and Mia had managed to sneak into it, thanks to her childlike appearance. Parents and their children roamed around doing activities set up for them, following tours, and just seeing what the camp would entail.

At the center of it all, Hilbert was preparing to make a speech for everyone to come listen to, and Mia started heading straight there in order to hear for herself what he had to say.

She entered the building and sat down in one of the chairs as other people funneled in, and her eyes landed on the man himself as he prepared for his grand speech.

Hilbert got to the podium and took a deep breath. 'Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you,' he internally muttered to his sister. His sister was a complete fucking psychopath and now he had to play babysitter for a week. He had already resolved to make this camp as best as it could be for these kids, but having to stand up here and speak to their parents about trauma and other shit he didn't fully understand was a unique kind of misery. He almost wished he was in prison too so he didnt' have to deal with it.

"Uh, hi," he began in a rather uninspiring way. "We're all gathered here today in... in recognition of a singular truth; that our past only defines our future as much as we let it. That through hard work, determination, and collective friendship, we may become better people and better Trainers, and in the process become the kind of individuals that a great region like Unova deserves."

There we go, he thought as he paused to let his words sink in. Just give them the honest, if refined, approach.

Mia rolled her eyes already. Was it really going to be this boring? Or rather, generic? She knew he was only a young adult, but even still, she could tell his words were hollow. Yet, she waited for him to continue. Maybe he could pick it up, not that it mattered. Either way, she was going to pay him a visit once he was done.

Mia rolled her eyes already. Was it really going to be this boring? Or rather, generic? She knew he was only a young adult, but even still, she could tell his words were hollow. Yet, she waited for him to continue. Maybe he could pick it up, not that it mattered. Either way, she was going to pay him a visit once he was done.

"Our bonds with our Pokemon are the bonds we hope to hold with each other; ones built on respect, consent, and love. Here, over the next week, you'll learn what those values mean, you will live by them, and you will begin the process of recovery and healing that has been thrust onto you. As your Champion I did not earn glory, or wealth, or splendor; I earned the right to be a guide for you, in such a manner as this."

"Have you actually earned anything?" Mia suddenly spoke up, and while people in the crowd, as well as Hilbert, noticed and heard her, no one was able to immediately figure out where the voice came from, and Mia smirked.

Hilbert's nostrils clearly flared as a bolt of lightning went through his thoughts. Every fucking public appearance he made for the last two months had been beset by hecklers. Everyone seemed to think he was exactly like Hilda, to the degree that even the Elite Four had opened an 'internal investigation' into his behavior. He was going to fucking throttle Shauntal for that someday. Still, for now, he moderated his tone and smiled politely so that it didn't show how much he needed to punch his pillow in order to sleep every night.

"Hehe, well, for someone who clearly doesn't know how the Championship works; I collected badges from every gym in Unova, then won a fair and well-balanced tournament against the Elite Four and the previous Champion. As per the law of the Gym System dating back to long before anyone here was alive, that makes me the public figurehead of our region."

The unspoken truth was that Hilbert was a glorified PR rep for the Elite Four, who voted over his head on every important decision. But the rant on why the Gym system was a stupid system run by stupid people for stupid reasons was something a bunch of kids who hadn't reached double-digits with their virginities intact didn't need to hear, let alone their parents.

But Mia knew. Having seen the different systems and the way they worked in multiple different regions, she knew how glorified Hilbert's position was. He was nothing more than someone for the League to throw all their problems on, someone to blame when something goes wrong. But she had no sympathy, knowing what he'd done, and how that had caused a chain of events that led to dozens of children dying or worse. She would make sure he got his comeuppance, just like Hilda did. Sitting back, she waited for the boy to continue nonetheless.

"Moving on!" Hilbert snapped with sudden, genuine intensity before reverting to his pleasant persona. "This is a safe, secure place run for the benefit of you, the children. I am here on your behalf, and I will do my best to give you the training, time, and care you deserve. My hope is that all of you will return to your parents in a week with a renewed love for life, a renewed love for your Pokemon, and a burning desire to be your best selves."

"Are they going to get to keep their virginities too?" Mia shouted again, and after she spoke, she ducked down and crawled away to a different seat, as some people looked over at where she'd been sitting, able to tell where the voice had come from, but now seeing no one there.

None of them have their fucking virginities, Hilbert thought to himself. That's why they're here, you fucking moron. Instead of saying that, he just continued talking, while also motioning for one of his assistants to start looking for the heckler. "Therefore, as we close this introduction and prepare for Day 0 Orientation, I hope to have your trust, and in return, I will give you everything I can give."

"No one is ever going to trust you!" Mia once again shouted as she ducked under the chair in front of her as one of the assistants went past. By this point, people in the audience were whispering amongst themselves and stealing dirty glances towards Hilbert.

By this point, Hilbert had enough. "Okay, okay, whoever's doing that, stop being a coward, step out and say that to my face!"

Hilbert waited patiently, scanning the crowd with a look of amusement while tapping his fingers on the podium. People whispered and looked among each other, but nobody stepped forward. One of his 'handlers' tried to step in, but Hilbert waved them down. "Believe whatever you read from muckraking video essays and crappy tabloids, fine, but don't come to this camp and try to sabotage an earnest effort to assist these children! And if anybody wants to doubt my sincerity, fine, you can stay here for yourself and record every moment of it! Is that fine, huh!? Is that enough for you people!?"

Now inside her target building, she located a closet and stepped inside, closing the door behind her but leaving it open a crack so she could see whoever entered and exited. Now she just needed to wait.

Hilbert adjusted his shirt a bit and exhaled. "My... my apologies. Children, please follow Bianca to your cabins. Parents, follow me to the Mess Hall."

As Hilbert left the podium he felt like he needed to punch something. If something didn't get much better during this week, he didn't know what he would do.

The first day went over wonderfully, much to his own surprise. The kids were engaged and happy to be training their Pokemon, the parents enjoyed what they saw and seemed to have trusted him, and whoever was heckling him on Day 0 didn't have the guts to show themselves. Probably because Mia had snuck into the Mess Hall while they were gone and helped herself to a large meal, but that wasn't their concern yet. Day 2 came and Hilbert opened with some somber news, first, their parents were leaving. Second, he would have to leave for the day himself. He trusted the kids to behave themselves, yada yada yada, and soon Bianca was driving him up to a maximum security penitentiary to visit his sister.

The trip was actually fairly short from the cabins to the prison, but it felt so much longer. Every step out of the car, into the complex, and to the plexiglass window and split-desk with his sister on the other side felt like a horrendous chore.

"Hello," Hilda opened flatly.

"Hello." Hilbert said back just as flatly as he sat down and looked at her. Gone was her usual, rather revealing outfit, replaced by a standard prison outfit, something he wasn't sure why he was surprised he never thought he'd seen her in. "Anything you want to say?" He asked, as if trying to get a child to admit to something they did wrong.

"It's... less... horrible, than I thought it'd be," Hilda began. "I spent most of my day in solitary, then I spend time with a therapist, then I go back. She told me if I'm lucky and am good, it might only be... twenty years here."

Hilbert scoffed. Surely they were joking, or just trying to make her feel better. Over a hundred cases of child molestation, rape, and murder, there was no way she was ever stepping foot outside this building again. "Right…so…you know…you've caused a lot of trouble, right?"

"Yeah?" Hilda replied. "At lunch time I can see the TV. Shauntal has you running a kid's camp now, does she?"

"Yeah, trying to deal with this has been the worst thing I've dealt with since becoming the Champion, except now I don't have you to help shoulder some of it." Hilbert said with a deep sigh. "God damn it, Hilda, why?! Why would you…surely it wasn't because of…" He paused, glancing over at the guard standing at the door. "Just…tell me why."

Hilda giggled. "Silly, he's not allowed to talk about anything he hears here. Watch this, hey, Mr. Guard? The court got it wrong, it was actually 172 kids, not 150. That prosecutor just ignored all the ones from Alola because he's a big fucking racist. If you want I can tell you where they are!"

She waited for a second as the guard frowned, before looking at her brother. "So, y'know, the nice thing about therapy is that I think it's really working for me. I'm starting to remember lots of things I haven't remembered in a long time-"

Hilbert took a deep breath. "Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Well, it's a lot, but today she got me to think more about my sixth birthday. Remember that one? Mom had to work that day so it was just us."

The boy's hands became clammy as he glanced at the guard again. "I…remember it quite well, yes."

"Well, I always remembered the part where you raped me, that part I never forgot. It was the first time, but then again, it was the only time I remembered. When that... that fucking bitch... was torturing me, I suddenly... it felt as if I should be remembering something, y'know? There was a feeling and an impression, but no images or words. Have you ever felt something like that?"

Hilbert was now fidgeting with his hands. "You know…some people create powerful fantasies in times of stress and pain in order to try and escape it." He swallowed hard. "Maybe that's what happened when she tortured you."

"Haha, funny," Hilda replied before continuing. "And, y'know, she helped me figure out what it was! I so distinctly remembered being fucked... in the ass! But the weird part is, if I remember correctly, Bianca told me you hate anal. Isn't that weird, big bro?"

"Hilda." Hilbert said harshly as his hands clenched into a fist. "If you have something to say, say it. Dancing around the subject only makes things worse for everyone."

"No no no, hold on, my therapist told me I should work on explaining myself better. You see, we did this kind of game where she showed me pictures of Pokemon, and I just said the first thing that came into my head. It's fun, like, for example... uh... 'Darkrai,' what do you think?"

"Hilda!" Hilbert shouted, but the girl just continued.

"Well, she showed me a picture of Herdier, and suddenly I froze up! I started shaking a bit and couldn't talk. And then I remembered you had a Herdier when I was six. Isn't it all making sense now?"

"HILDA, ENOUGH!" Hilbert shouted as he slammed his fist on the counter, trembling. Neither of them spoke for several seconds afterward. "I…don't know what you think you remember…but nothing happened. ESPECIALLY…not what you seem to be implying what happened." He met her eyes, trying to get her to back down, knowing it had worked in the past.

Hilda giggled. "Y'know what the funniest part of this whole thing is?"

"What?"

"It was all worth it~" Hilda practically panted as she began shifting in her seat. "Every night here, alone in my room, I think about everything I did, and I cum almost as hard as I did when it was happening. It's perfect, there's no stress, no money, no work, just all that suffering and despair. So... I want to thank you. You made me like this, you did this to me~"

"You're a fucking lunatic." Hilbert said. "I did nothing. Nothing at all. You did this all on your own, and the only one at fault is yourself. I'm disgusted that I ever…" He paused, and took another deep breath. "If you don't have anything else, such as an apology, then I'm leaving."

"Yeah," she exhaled, suddenly seeming genuine again. "I... I do have one apology. Actually, two."

"Good. Let me hear them."

"Well, I'm sorry that you have to deal with... all that. I've seen how people talk about you on the news, and maybe it was true at one point, but I doubt you're out fucking kids now. If you are, I'm upset you never invited me."

Hilbert sighed. Quite a backhanded compliment. Deciding that he just wouldn't acknowledge it, he continued. "Alright…what's the second?"

She let out a laugh. "I'm sorry that I never showed you any of the videos."

Hilbert felt an involuntary shiver run down his spine as an image flashed through his head. "Right…they confiscated it all. How…the hell…did you have an entire petabyte of videos?"

"I made plenty of money from tutoring those kids before they went missing~" Hilda cackled as they stood up. "Well, time to get back to the next six hours of sitting alone in a cell. If you want to visit again, call whenever. I have plenty of free time now~"

"Preferably I never have to come here again." Hilbert said as he stood up. "Goodbye…sis." Saying the last word with disgust, the boy walked back to the door, through the hallways, out the building, and back to his car, ready to forget this all ever happened and get back to work.

When Hilbert got back into the car, Bianca tried flashing him an innocent smile. "I-Is she doing alright?"

"Please just drive. I'd rather just forget she existed." Hilbert groaned as he rubbed the space between his eyes.

Mia smiled at the happy kids sitting around her. She was thankful that all it took to earn their favor was stealing the key to the freezer and getting ice cream for everyone. It was clear they already liked her way more than they ever did Hilbert, probably partially due to the fact that she looked the same age as some of them. And now that she had their attention, she was ready to speak. "Hey, you guys, mind if I tell you a little something?"

"Yeah?" piped up one of the boys. There were four of them in total, two boys, two girls.

"What I'm going to tell you…is gonna sound scary. You can't tell anyone about it either, none of the adults, okay? It's a secret. Can you all keep a secret?" She asked gently, looking around at each of them.

One of the girls, whose name was Elizabeth, raised her hand. "B-but," she whimpered. "That's what my big sis asked me! Are you going to do something mean!?"

"Nope, it won't be that kind of secret. This secret will make you happy to keep, alright?" She promised, giving the girl a bright smile. "So, promise?"

A boy, whose name was Alex, nodded in affirmation. "Yeah Lizzie, let's trust her!"

After a few moments, Lizzie nodded and smiled. "Okay, I guess it's okay..."

"Okay…you know all those bad things people have done to you? The reasons you're here? Well…Hilbert has been planning to do it all to you, too."

All of them immediately gasped in disbelief. "No way!" the second boy, Lucas, shouted.

"Yeah. And he might even be more brutal than what you've been through already." She warned. "But I won't let him do that to you, like he did to his own sister. In fact…" She smiled again, "I think we need to teach him a lesson. A lesson that might even help you guys get better, a chance to show your frustration and anger for what you've been through."

The second girl, a quiet one named Alicia, also spoke up. "That... that doesn't sound fun... that sounds mean..."

"If you don't want to do it, I'm not gonna make you." Mia said. "But what I am saying is that…if we don't do something, then he might be able to hurt you all, and, knowing who he is…he might be able to get away with it. And I know you wouldn't want that, right?"

They all looked at each other with confusion and other mixed feelings. It was a slow, but gradual process. Alex and Lizzie seemed confident enough that Alicia quickly fell in line, and from there, so as to not feel left out, Lucas decided to join them as well. When it was done, Alex turned to Mia. "So, what are we going to do?"

Knowing she was about to get the sweetest revenge ever, even better than on Hilda, she smiled wide. "Alright, here's what we're gonna do…"

Hilbert let Bianca have the rest of the day off, figuring he'd give the kids the day off too. He was weary and angry, at Hilda and the world, and he didn't want to risk letting it out on the kids. Some part of him was beginning to like them... not like that. They had passion and cared a lot, and he admired that in anybody. He was almost looking forward to tomorrow, they were going to cover Tag Battles then. But for now, he was hungry, and in the mood for some ice cream. He entered the mess hall and quickly made his way over to the freezer, only to find it both unlocked and empty.

"Shit," he muttered. "Did they break in?" This was rough. On one hand, they should probably be punished for this. On the other, he didn't want to risk breaking the trust they had in him. Maybe that was a Bianca job?

"Hello~!" A voice said, cheerful and upbeat, behind the boy.

Hilbert spun around, immediately remembering that light, cutesy tone. "Yo-" he began to yell before seeing a young girl in the doorway. "Huh, a kid? Where the hell are your parents?"

"Why do you care? I thought you would've preferred our parents not be around." Mia said as the four kids appeared from behind her, all eyes trained on Hilbert. Some of them even held makeshift weapons, such as broken chair legs, and flower pots. "I'll give you one chance to say something. So go ahead."

Hilbert sighed, already resigned to some kind of terrible fate. "Can I get a fucking break?"

"Get him." Mia said, and the kids screamed as they rushed him, tackling him to the floor and beating him with their weapons. While one wouldn't think that would be all that effective, a good smack in the forehead with one of the flower pots was enough to knock him out cold.

When Hilbert finally came to he had a throbbing headache and a feeling of complete exhaustion. It registered that he was in bed and he tried to move, but when he didn't he realized his hands and feet had been tied to the bedpost.

"Wakey wakey~!" Mia said in a cheerful, childish voice as the four kids all stood standing around her, once again staring at Hilbert. "There he is! I was wondering how long it would take for you to wake up~!"

Hilbert, immediately tired of this shit, let out a loud groan. "What the fuck is this, tickle torture? Lucas, Alicia, why are you doing this?"

"Because you're just another adult we can't trust!" Lucas cried. "We have to stop you before you hurt us…like they did."

"I'm sorry, Mister Hilbert, but he's right. I won't let…that happen to me again." Alicia said, looking on the brink of tears just remembering, all while Mia snickered.

"Yep, I warned them what you were capable of, what you were planning to do to them…" Mia narrowed her eyes, "…what you did to Hilda."

Hilbert gritted his teeth. "I... I was a fucking stupid kid, I didn't know what I was doing! W-wait," Hilbert suddenly began to panic. "Y-you're that girl she kept talking about, aren't you?"

"Nice to meet ya!" Mia said with a smile. "Now then, kids, go ahead!" Each of the kids produced a pair of scissors, which they immediately rushed towards Hilbert with, and started to cut into his shirt and pants.

Hilbert wanted to thrash, but he couldn't, not without risking getting himself cut. So instead, he tried to talk his way out of this. "C-c'mon guys, would I really do that? She doesn't have any proof I did anything, y'know!"

They already don't trust adults anymore, so they're gonna trust me over someone like you."Mia said with a sneer as his clothes were cut to shreds, almost immediately leaving him in just a pair of boxers, with not even his hat, socks, or shoes left on his body.*

"G-guys, be serious here!" Hilbert continued pleading. "If you let me out, I'll, I'll uh... I'll do anything you want!"

"What they want is revenge." Mia said as two of the kids grabbed either side of his boxers and cut through them, snapping the fabric before they were yanked off, leaving the boy completely nude and exposing his currently flaccid cock for all of them to see. A couple of them stiffened at the sight of it, at the memories that came with it, but their resolve hardened soon after as their anger was also then boiled to the surface. As for Mia, all she did was stare at the organ and snicker.

This was going to be fun.

Over the next week Hilbert was subjected to the worst punishment Mia had to offer. All of the kids assembled at this camp had mountains of sexual trauma to vent, and Mia enabled them to let it all out on Hilbert; who spent this time with his hands bound behind his back and without any clothes. Alex quickly discovered a love for fucking Hilbert in the ass no matter where he was or what he was doing. A child claimed Hilbert's anal virginity in that bed and continued dominating him in the kitchen, in his own bed, or even out by the lakeside in the view of anyone who wanted to see.

Alicia, on the other hand, developed a fixation with Hilbert's cock. She wanted to ride him when he was tied up in bed, and after he came and she continued gyrating against him, she discovered the joy of overstimulation. A sadistic streak grew within her as she realized that there was a way to make this monster hurt in the same way she did, and all she had to do was constantly stimulate him. Blowjobs, handjobs, footjobs, every avenue she could think of to get him off was quickly weaponized to put him in incredible pain.

Elizabeth's sadistic streak was much more overt. Mia gifted her a belt from Hilbert's drawer as a kind of experiment, and the experiment was a resounding success. Soon Hilbert's entire body was covered in red marks from the leather of his own belt, and that was before she realized that hitting him with the buckle left even prettier bruises and cuts. The only rule was that Mia wouldn't let her hit Hilbert in the face (easier to hide the evidence of what they were doing if it was below the waist) but that didn't diminish the fun she had one bit.

Lucas was the only one that never joined in, initially disappointing Mia. He was clearly scared and nervous from what they were doing, and as much as Mia hoped he would reach deep and find an urge to throatfuck Hilbert or something, she understood. It took a day for Lucas to suddenly be interested in how all of these pieces of visual stimulation made him feel in his boxers, and that was where his contribution began. He loved masturbating while the other kids hurt Hilbert, and gradually he began feeling the urge to drive everyone else to the limit. He gave Lizzie the idea to start hitting him between the legs with her belt, an idea that was met with approval from everyone there except for Hilbert. Then he suggested Alex try to fit a dozen pens in Hilbert's ass, which started everyone's new favorite nightly game. On and on it went, with Lucas becoming the de facto ringleader of Hilbert's constant sexual agony while Mia watched in rapt approval.

At the end of the week the parents came to pick up their kids, and they were in awe of how upright and joyous they all were. None of them had seemed this happy in such a long time, they couldn't thank Hilbert enough for his time and care. Hilbert, who had long since given up trying to make sense out of this horrible torture, simply accepted the praise. The last 'kid' to leave was Mia, who gave him the diplomatic message of - "You got off lucky."

Bianca came back and picked him up, but she immediately knew something was wrong.

"W-were the kids that bad?" she asked as she opened the car door and let Hilbert in.

"J-just fucking drive," Hilbert replied, the first thing he had said in several days by then.