Author Notes

This chapter was also written by Takao-kun. Well not all of it you'll be able to tell the part that is mine.

Also time is running out for people who want to make a cameo in this story with their own Tamer. You could even be a Gym Leader with a special challenge for our sort of heroes. I have some fun ideas for challenges that should make you all laugh so keep reading.

Tamer Gothic

Part 16

The Shadow Islands

(Tamer Thomas POV)

When we finally arrived I was leaning against the railing of the ship looking out at the island while downing a canteen full of Cecelia's healing milk to help me recover from last night. I'd also had to dig out both my black fedora hat and black sunglass to block out the light from the sun set. My 'girls had decided that really needed a good Taming so as to be at their best for the battles to come and I was paying the price for their good time.

I had told them that until we were somewhere really safe on the island we weren't going to be doing the marathon Taming session each night. Besides I actually needed break from them as one of things I hadn't thought of is what Karen could do now that Victoria was with us. I had promised Karen early on that when we were in a Pokecenter with a Nurse Joy to watch over me, with anti-venom injected into me, I would let her give me a blowjob.

Karen's argument being that Victoria as a Night Nurse was even better suited to watch over me than a Nurse Joy and now she could do it anywhere. Karen had for the past few night under Victoria's supervision been giving me head, my body shuddered as though I just stepped out into an artic winter in my boxer, I was nightly letting a highly venomous spider-type Pokegirl that I was terrified of suck my dick. The things I did for my girls ... I so glad Cecelia's milk had such a calming effect on me, otherwise I'd have turned into a gibbering wreck by now.

"Master Thomas are you alright?" said a nearby voice that was filled with concern.

I turned away from the island to look at Pamela my Boobisaur, she was wearing a top and skirt, but it was hard to tell since they were the same color as her skin. I had decided that Pamela would be with me for the starting ceremony of the Shadow Tournament. It was one of two strategies being employed by all of the Tamers, either you went all out showing off your most powerful Pokegirl or you hide her by having a less powerful 'girl out.

"Just tired, need some time to recover from last night." I stated while watching the procession of Tamers going off the ship and onto the dock.

The dock was fenced off and guarded by men in suits and pokegirls. They were making sure none of the Tamers strayed from the path, and once more our 'dexs were checked, but thankfully no one went through any bags.

"You shouldn't have said we wouldn't get any Taming until we were somewhere you decided was safe on the island" Pamela said without pity.

She then crossed her arms under her breasts, which caused them to push up, for a moment I considered that she was actually angry with me, but really she was doing it to show off her assets. Perhaps hoping that I'd have a play with them before too long.

Gothic and Amy finally arrived so we could join the procession of Tamers getting off the ship. Gothic and Kara his Gardelfwhore were in front on of me while Amy and her Peekabu stayed behind me just make sure we could get off the ship and up to the castle without some Tamer getting antsy from being too close to me.

I got more tired then as we had to climb several flights of stairs just to get to the castle. The fortress was at the top of a hill so it took a while for us to get up thee.

There were several dozen Tamers waiting in the stone courtyard before castle milling about in small groups, watching other groups and whispering among themselves. Once the last Tamer arrived the gate to the dock slammed shut. One of the suits called for silence and when the order wasn't followed a Pokegirl with him released a Sonic Scream to silence everyone.

Up on a balcony above the courtyard a man wearing a mask and a costume, that wouldn't have looked out of place at a masquerade ball, was the Traveller.

He began what was obviously a prepared speech for this Tournament. I listened with a half ear while studying the other Tamers, he promoted Human/Pokegirl relations, praised the new generation of Tamers, and then mentioned that we had all come a long way since the War that had nearly destroyed us all.

Once all the talking was done several pairs of Pokegirls in uniforms walked among the Tamers each one carrying a large chest full of gauntlets. They were handed one at a time to each Tamer.

The rules were explained as the gauntlets passed out: every Tamer started with two star chips, and we needed 10 star chips to enter the castle for the finals. To get more chips we needed defeat other Tamers in duels to take their star chips or we could compete in contests held by the Gym Leaders to earn star chips without risking our own.

Beside me Pamela suddenly stiffened and a pair of her vines raised up over her shoulders poised like two Nagas coiled and ready to strike.

"Its HIM!" she hissed with more venom than in her voice than I had ever heard from her in all the months I she had been my pokegirl.

I looked in the direction she was facing, but I didn't see who was bringing out such hatred in her. I knew, however that there was only person in the whole world that she could hate this much. I reach into my trench coat and pulled out a folded up WANTED sheet.

With a earsplitting scream of 'YOU FUCKING BASTARD!' Pamela's vines shot forward shoving and pushing aside stunned Tamers out of the way before wrapping around the guy and reeling him towards us.

He went flying up before crashing down in front of me, and as he was getting up he looked at Pamela and froze for a moment with his mouth uttering a whisper that may have been her name, but I couldn't hear him over the noise and the commotion Pamela's actions had started.

He started screaming calling out for help to get him away from the psychotic Pokegirl. But rather than worry about that I looked him over. He had long blond hair, a beard, and blue eyes.

This was enough to throw off most people, but this was him. I had stared at his WANTED picture often after Pamela had nightmares, so I knew it was him.

He must have dyed his brown hair, and had grown a beard as a disguise, and he was probably wearing contacts to hide his brown eyes.

"We got him, Pamela let me take it from here. I promise you, he is not going to get away." I whispered into her ear in attempt to calm her down before she tried to crush or strangle him with her vines.

She looked at me with teary eyes before relenting and slowly retracted her vines. I went over to him and offered a hand up while apologizing for Pamela

"Sorry about her" I falsely apologized "She's a poor abused Pokegirl that previous male she trusted fucked her, balled her, and sold her. Now anytime she sees someone that looks remotely like him she does this."

I saw a few slight flinches from him while I was saying this and his eyes remained focus on Pamela the entire time.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

I got him on his feet and once he gave me an affirmative I gave him a predator grin while showing off far too many teeth to be friendly, he noticed that and really looked at me for the first time

"Well we will just have to fix that wont we." I stated before slamming my balled up fist into his face.

CRACK!

The bastard was down on the ground again and now he was clutching a broken nose that was profusely bleeding.

Letting me handle this was for the best as if a Pokegirl assaulted a human they can punish the Pokegirl up to putting her down. Human assaulting another human falls under different and far less harsh laws

However before I could attempt to deliver further beating a whip wrapped around my arm and restrained me while I heard a call of 'Master!' come from a Domina, of course bastard trainer has abusive Pokegirl it made sense.

Then the words 'WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE' loudly echoed throughout the courtyard as I was harshly reminded that we were in the middle of the starting ceremony of the Shadow Tournament. Looking around I saw that we had become the center of attention of the entire courtyard. This was a good thing for me.

Gothic had been attempting to delay some of the Pokegirls in uniform from reaching us but he couldn't hold them back for long, so I had to act.

Looking up at the Traveller I spoke loudly while pointing at the paper

"I am Thomas of the Hunter's Guild and that man is a criminal wanted for the following crimes Taking Advantage of a Fresh Threshold Pokegirl, Poketheft, Illegal Sell of a Pokegirl, and since he hasn't been arrested before now Possesion of a Fake License or Stolen License."

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The Shadow Islands

(Tamer Gothic's POV)

I'd met the Traveller before, back in Kappa City, but he looked different this time, and I figured he might not even be the same person, but I had little time to think about stuff like that as Pamela, a plant type pokegirl belonging to Thomas, suddenly went crazy and attacked someone.

Given that we had a load of noobs around us I knew this could get bad. So I tried to calm things down and my luck must have helped as I was able to stop people from becoming an angry mob.

"WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!"

Also it seemed I had help. A loud voice ended all movement.

"I am Thomas of the Hunter Guild and that man is a criminal wanted for the following crimes: Taking Advantage of a Threshold Pokegirl, Pokegirl Abuse. Poketheft, Illegal Selling of a Pokegirl, and since can't be a real Tamer he's also guilty of Possession of a Fake License or a Stolen License!" Tom was now shouting out.

One of the well dressed human guards looked over the wanted poster, and then took it up to the Traveller who studied the document from a distance.

"Hunter, the Tamer you have accused looks nothing like the one in the WANTED paper, and you have disrupted these proceeding. If you apologize and retract your statement I will allow you to continue in my tournament" the Traveller was now saying

I knew Tom wouldn't do that, and even if he did Pamela was not going to just back down.

"However if you refuse your gauntlet and star chips will be taken from you. Then I will have you thrown out of my Tournament" the Traveller threatened "And I mean thrown".

By now people were backing off but I stood my ground, and Illyria did too which I was glad because if this went south then she'd be able to get us out of here. Assuming of course that she didn't just drop the Amy act and simply slaughter everyone. I believed that she could do just that.

"I know it is him! I've stared at that WANTED sheet for hours memorizing every detail!" Tom argued "He dyed his hair! He grew a beard! He's wearing contacts!"

No one moved or said anything.

"Pamela here is the Pokegirl he committed these crimes against! I had her for months, and EVERY SINGLE TIME SHE COMES OUT OF A POKEBALL SHE DAMN NEAR HAS A PANIC ATTACK!"

People were now staring to mutter. Blood Curse or not Thomas had just accused someone of being little better than a rapist, and even in a world were life could turn into a hardcore porno starring females who needed sex to stay sane, it was still never right to sexual abuse anyone.

"Come on. You must have psychics on your staff bring one here, have her read his mind!" Thomas demanded "She can read mine too!".

If such a thing was done then Pamela would have justice done today as changing your face and lying was no defence against a mind reader. However law enforcement didn't allow psychic types to read people's minds just because they were accused of a crime, there had be some physical evidence, but this island was privately owned. Here the Traveller was the law.

"Does anyone support your accusations?" the Traveller asked Thomas.

The guy who did look like the older brother of the teen on the wanted poster was denying everything. Even things he hadn't been accused of doing, but he had no to stand with him. Thomas did.

"I do" I said while looking our masked host in the eyes "I've worked with Hunter Thomas before, he helped me take down the Dark Queen of the Orange Islands".

Tom smiled gratefully at me, and I knew that it had made a difference. People here remembered hearing about the Dark Queen, and her weather control machine. Some Tamers were even scanning me with their pokedexs so they could check my ID.

"If you are wrong about this and get us thrown out the Tournament for nothing, I am going to let Callisto use for target practice" I told Tom.

Well I wouldn't actually do that, but I'd be pissed as I wasn't trying to win this tournament for me. More was depending on me then any one here could hope to understand.

Thomas nodded to assure me, and I hoped that my Good Luck Blood Gift along with our words would be enough.

The Traveller made a call for silence and then had a psychic type come forward. That was when I relaxed, the bad guy looked guilty as sin which meant he'd done something bad.

"He has been using an License taken from a Tamer" the mind reader told everyone "The Tamer was killed by a Feral and this person had it altered at a Black Market vendor so he could enter this tournament".

That caused people to gasp as that was worse than just identity theft. Tamers had a code: If you found a dead Tamer you reported it and if you any decency you informed the Tamer's family yourself.

"He has no regrets over what he did to the pokegirl called Pamela. He always intend to take her away and abandon her, he thinks that her Thresholding into a Pokegirl was Karma" the mind reading poke stated before heading back inside the castle.

There was absolute silence in the courtyard, and then the bastard burst into laughter, he knew he was doomed and didn't seem to care.

"I did it" he confessed "And I don't regret it for a moment. Pamela the money I made from selling you was compensation. Every single day I had to toil working under your family because they owned the entire town. And you sat up in that mansion on the hill and never had to do a day's work in your life. I hated you and I got my revenge".

Everyone was now looking at the Traveller and we could only wait to find out what he would do.

"This is my island" our host said in a dangerous voice "I am the law and I say; lock him in the dungeon!"

That was when Thomas was grabbed very firmly by the human guards, and they started to drag him away.

"No you fools I mean the criminal, not the man trying to arrest him" the masked man then said.

"Thank the Thousand Gods" I muttered.

The gate was now opening again and I started to urge Thomas to leave. This many people under this much stress meant this was not a good place for him to be.

"I really can't take you anywhere" I remarked to Tom.

He was too happy to have caught the bastard who abused Pamela to worry about the fact the he might of ended up getting lynched by a mob, and I couldn't blame him as Pamela deserved justice.

We ended up ahead of the crowd and I suggested that we set up camp near the stalls that had already been set up at the front of the castle. However Thomas advised that we find somewhere with a bit more space so that we could set up some defences. Hopefully they'd be none lethal.

Once I got my tent set up I started on a fire, and I really wished that Nikita was here as her Charmanda would have made this part so much easier. But Thomas had a blowtorch of all things stashed in this pouch so it then became a matter of having too much fire.

"What are you cooking?" Raven asked me when I had the pots out "And why don't you ever let me do that for you?"

My alpha knew how to cook in the same way that anyone who had memorised a bunch of cookbooks could cook. Meaning that she had the theory down but the practical was still beyond her.

"You can't cook using magic" Kara informed her "Well I can but elf magic is different than what you use".

I had no known that, but it made sense as magic had rules and Kara's magic was different than Raven's and even Kira's despite that she was an elf too, just of a different sort.

"But it's faster" my alpha argued.

"Some things you don't rush" I said.

Thomas was laying traps of some kind and taking his time so he was demonstrating this fact very well.

"Besides sometimes it's my job to take care of you" I pointed out to the alpha and beta of my harem.

Kara decided to take over the cooking.

"Cooking is a pokes job" she said "Now go be a man and get some firewood. Kira go with him".

The Dark Elf didn't like to be bossed around by her half-sister but she was devoted me so she followed me, and played bodyguard while I did the all the work. Not that I minded as this was man's work.

"Master watch out" Kira called out as something bad happened.

I was suddenly upside and in the air. I'd stepped in a snare of some sort because I hadn't been using the Blood Gift Illyria had given me.

"Oh this is not funny!" I shouted.

This had to be karma for trying to kill Jayden.

"Yes it is" said Karen from up in the tree.

The spider-type was suddenly climbing down the tree towards, and she had a look on her face that made me feel very small.

"Let him go" Kira said with a growl "Because if you don't I'm going to show you what we do to spiders where I'm from".

Mostly it involved slavery, which was illegal on the surface world and therefore not much of a threat. But the crossbow now aimed at Karen was also effective.

"Oh he's not so bad" Karen said about me "And I was just playing, really".

I was cut lose, only without being let down first. Thankfully it wasn't too far down and the bush broke my fall. Sadly it was a thorny bush.

"Master!" Kira said in great concern "I'll kill that evil bitch!".

Magical protection spells don't work so well against thorn bushes, and discovering this hurt but not enough to totally distract me.

"Leave her be" I ordered "And help me up".

Kira helped me up and looked very upset.

"I let you get hurt" she moaned "please punish me Master and then Kara can take care of you because I don't deserve to snuggle with you tonight".

Thomas had mentioned something about us all keeping watch, but given I had thorns jabbing into my skin I might not be a good choice for guard. Instead I'd have to let Kara take care and let Branwen to cast healing spells. I wasn't brave enough to ask Victoria the Night Nurse as she would use iodine I just knew it. So I had no choice to go to bed early with a sexy elf pokegirl who loved to breastfeed me and had a nurse's uniform. This was a good thing overall.