After getting together with his champion slaves, Ash, Cynthia, Diantha, and Iris were given Sabrina's Alakazam to teleport to the event Ash's slaves intended to host in Saffron City. The venue was packed full of curious citizens, hoping to learn more of their new leader's established Monarchy in their Region. Taking place at the Saffron City Amphitheater, a location smack dab in the middle of the city, Ash's sex slaves would promote the benefits of Ash's new rule, to the excitement and skepticism of many.
After teleporting to the location, Ash spoke to his servants.
"So, when you ladies are done serving me here, I will be making preparations for a hotel in town. I want us to have some private time, just the four of us." Ash smiled, giving his slaves a thumbs up.
"I can't wait until you use me, Master!" Iris said with a smile, running her hands over her dress to feel her breasts. "I'm getting horny just thinking about it!"
"It's been a while since you've bedded me, as well." Diantha said, lustfully fantasizing what her Master had in mind for her.
"I hope to prove my worth to you here, as much as possible, Ash." Cynthia said with a smile, nervous about how she'd perform as a slave now due to being freed from the Mind Stone's grip.
"Don't worry, my little puppets." Ash smiled, stroking Cynthia's cheek while looking at Iris and Diantha. "I plan to reward all three of you today with our private session."
As Ash walked off, a thought jumped to mind.
"Oh yeah, that Alex guy said his nightclub is founded here in Saffron. I think I'll have a look at that." He said to himself, walking down the street.
Little did Ash know at the time, a Pokémon flying overhead in the sky was doing circles above him, before turning back and flying to the rooftop of a distant building.
"So? Were you spotted?" Aiden asked his Pokémon.
"Not a chance, man! You sure that son of yours is as gifted as you say he is?" The Corvisquire asked, flying up onto his trainer's outreached arm to perch.
"What a fantastic Pokémon!" Arezu gasped.
"To think a Pokémon could talk in our language..." Mai added.
"It's kinda like a Meowth I remember running into all those years ago." Go noted, reflecting on his childhood adventures with Ash.
"With enough dedication and effort, Pokémon are capable of just about anything." Aiden replied before turning to his head back to his Pokémon. "But enough of that. See anything else, Griffon? Anything more relevant to what we're going to do?"
"Well did see a couple of bozos wearing that S patch on their clothes heading down an alleyway three blocks from us." Griffon replied cynically. "But those club foots ain't exactly keeping to discretion. Seemed to me they were heading into the direction of that old park on the other side of town. Ya know, where that old gym was shut down? That's a baaad place to be, considering."
"Even so, we must strike while the iron is hot. My plan to draw out their bosses failed. This time, we need to capture them and interrogate them for details. I want to know where they're getting all their advanced tech." Aiden replied, pacing about the roof. "I suggest we make that our priority."
"Now hold it." Go curtly spoke up, walking towards Aiden. "Ash is traveling the streets, all by himself. Why don't we take this opportunity and take him down now?!"
"He's not important right now. We need to figure out what's going on with the Syndicate. They've optained tools and weapons that would be of great concern to us if we do not find their source." Aiden responded to his partner. "I promised you will get your vengeance upon Ash, just as I yearn to kill those who murdered my wife. But being blinded by revenge means we lose the chance at stopping this before it grows beyond what it already is."
"So what are you telling me to do?!" Go asked, upset he was being denied his desire to defeat Ash.
"I need you and the girls to find a contact I called yesterday. He will provide us a new safe house, now that ours has been destroyed." Aiden commanded, handing Go a set of car keys. "I'll catch up with you. I have to see this through."
Scoffing at the idea, yet relenting, Go took the keys from Aiden's hand and gestured Arezu and Mai to follow him. After the young man left, Aiden was left alone with Griffon.
"Look, I gotta say, the kid's got a good head on him most times, but he really just loses it at the thought of your own brat." Griffon squawked. "Considering the time we're under, do you think you'll be able to honor his request?"
"In time. That is if time allows it, and as you know such a resource is incredibly precious right now. We must depart." Aiden responded, waking to the edge of the roof, looking into the dingy alleys beneath him. "Those two will be unstoppable if they posses such weapons en masse. We need to find out where they are coming from."
Walking off the edge, Aiden let himself fall for a while. Letting Griffon use his rather abnormal strength for his species to carry Aiden down by the arm, the old man and his Pokémon pressed onward, in the direction of the Syndicate. Walking through the dingy alley left them exposed to the seedier sides of mankind, the dark side of humanity Aiden was all too familiar with.
Lay before Aiden were a group of two bit gangsters, squatting in the dark corners of city life within Saffron.
"Oh, great. Not these losers." Griffon sighed as his fluttered around Aiden. "Wadda ya say, Aiden? Find a different route? I never liked this lot, and that's saying a lot considering how many of their type we deal with."
"This is the most direct path to our destination. Any detours will cost us dearly." Aiden muttered. "Thankfully they haven't seen us yet. Take these with you, when I give the signal, let them loose."
"Got it." Griffon replied, clutching a pair of pokeballs in each of its talons, flying up and out of sight.
As Aiden got closer and into the light of the fire lit within an abandoned dumpster, the group of hoodlums took note of the sudden presence, getting up from their chairs.
"Well well well, if it ain't the big man, Aiden." The head goon mocked, twirling a pokeball in his hand. "Thought we'd saw the last of ya."
"Well, I just didn't need your services anymore." Aiden replied, trying to walk past, only for the goons to step in his way.
"Only I say when we're done." The head of the group replied, looking down on Aiden.
"But that's just it. I'm not in the market for being extorted by those who'd promised to keep me underground a bit."
"Maybe we thought it'd best if we kept you a long-term customer." The man sniveled, pacing back and forth as his men kept their sights on Aiden. "There's talk among the larger groups in the underground. They're paying a big sum for anyone who can find you. I think it's time we squeeze our little money maker some more, wouldn't you say, fellas?"
As the group of goons sneered and laughed maliciously, Aiden remained composed, eying the leader of the pack.
"I'm kinda busy right now fellas. If you wanna get in my way, you're gonna regret it."
"Oh, I'm sure we can handle an old man like you, now that you don't have some other gang backing you up." The man chuckled, releasing a Bisharp from its ball.
As the goons called out their own swarm of Golbat and Mankey, Aiden smiled.
Reaching his hand into the air, he snapped his fingers, signaling Griffon. As the Corvisquire flew above the group, he pressed the buttons on the balls calling forth Aiden's other Pokémon. Suddenly, a Persian and a Melmetal, both black as night ambushed the group from above, crushing most of the gang and their Pokémon. Leaving the leader of the group and two goons, they commanded their Pokémon to attack.
While the Persian and Griffon dodged with unparalleled agility, the Melmetal tanked all the attacks that came at it, countering back with a blistering Double Iron Bash, knocking out the other two Pokémon while the Bisharp was sent flying into the air.
"Do it." Aiden mouthed to Griffon.
"Oh, I'm on it!" The bird Pokémon replied enthusiastically. "Let the sparks fly!"
From its beak, Griffon clutched a green ball of energy. It was the move Hidden Power! The orb soon dropped from its mouth, changing to adapt to Griffon's nature. The electric type hidden power transformed into lightning bolts, blasting Bisharp downwards, where the black Persian awaited its turn.
"Flay him." Aiden commanded.
With a sadistic howl, the Persian quickly closed in on the Bisharp, clawing at it viscously with its Shadow Claw. Leaving the scarred and chipped Steel Type sprawled on the pavement, the leader of the gang picked up a nearby metal pipe, rushing Aiden down. Before he knew it, the great fist of the Melmetal smashed into the man's rib cage, shattering most of the bones inside the man.
As the black colored Melmetal hummed menacingly, almost satisfied at the pain he caused someone, Aiden quickly took back the pokeballs Griffon took, recalling his two dark beasts. As the man screamed in agony, Aiden simply walked by with Griffon in tow.
"Oh, shut up." He said said coldly, kicking the man in the head as he walked away, knocking him out cold. "You're lucky I'm even letting you live, after how much you've done."
Pressing onward, Aiden and Griffon followed the trail back to the old gym, the usually bustling park the gym was encircled in empty of people due to the event on the other side of town. Seeing the doors wide open, Aiden cautiously approached the door to scout inside while Griffon combed the area from the sky. After perching back on his trainer's shoulder, Griffon spoke up once more.
"The Syndicate were definitely here, all right. Tire tracks are leading both into and out of this area." Griffon called as he regrouped with Aiden.
"Which means they were potentially dropping something off." Aiden replied.
"Or picking something up..."
"Indeed. We can't leave that possibility out of the question. Regardless, we must press on."
"You wanna hang back? I can totally deal with this." Griffon spoke up. "After all, given the predicament, it's probably for the best."
"No, there are things that I must be there for that you may find too much to handle, just in case." Aiden replied, walking into the open doorway discreetly. "Besides, that's what a good trainer does."
Delving into the gym, Aiden was unsurprised to see the gym was left barren, more than likely gutted by looters and the powers that be, due to Sabrina leaving for Alola to serve her master years ago, and never looking back. Aiden knew the place was a popular hangout spot for the local hoodlums and unorganized street punks, a place where they could squat and vandalize without anyone caring. And to see such a popular site for such activity being uncharacteristically quiet led Aiden to suspect he was on the right track.
Turning around a corner to enter the locker room for the gym staff members, Aiden noticed something different was in the air. Channeling his aura to sense his surroundings, he sensed a menacing feeling coming from behind a slightly shifted row of lockers. Inspecting the area further, Aiden noticed the lockers were mounted on a very subtle hinge. Moving the door in disguise revealed a false wall panel, which opened moments after the lockers moved, revealing a service elevator.
"They've been busy..." Aiden muttered.
"Well, we did have to lay low for a while, even beyond what we did in that other world." Griffon replied.
"This elevator. If I can recall, the old Kanto Underground runs beneath this city, connecting the cities around Saffron to each other. This could very well lead to a similar underground lot."
"Reflecting on better memories there, champ?" Griffon sarcastically quipped. "Back when you were just a wee little Pokémon trainer, getting all the badges?"
Briefly smiling at his friend's less than hilarious joke, the two's mood changed almost immediately when the doors the the elevator closed. Rushing to the door to stop them from closing, Aiden heard the elevator moving downwards inside the shaft.
"Someone's down there still!" He gasped, his aura flaring up. "Stand back."
"Right."
Aiden's aura flared up with an intense vermillion red. From the energy that emitted around him formed a set of transparent, yet tangible arm-like constructs. Prying open the doors, Aiden and Griffon jumped without hesitation down the elevator shaft in an attempt to reach the roof of the lift. As his trainer was quickly approaching terminal velocity, Griffon extended his talons, catching his trainers shortly before they hit the elevator, using all of his strength to ensure his trainer didn't become a red stain.
With a slight, yet noticeable thud to the roof of the elevator, Aiden heard voices coming from beyond the lift, in what seems like an adjacent room the lift opened into.
"What was that?"
"Ignore it. The elevator's just got a shaky landing to this sub level." Another voice replied. "Doesn't matter, our orders are to torch the place anyway. With the elevator down here, it's just easier for us to evacuate when the egg head gives the signal."
"Torch?" Aiden whispered to himself, noticing the voices trailing away.
Taking a chance to open the service hatch, Aiden entered the lift and sneakily infiltrated the floor he found himself on. It was a dark, dreary place, the dirt walls supported by simple wooden beams. Sensing something very malicious, Aiden followed the trail, sensing this direction he traversed also was the same way he heard the voices go.
Finding himself in what seemed to be a hastily crafted operations center, Aiden noticed several high tech machines lined the walls, the robotic arms carrying what looked to be like high-tech sarcophagi. The room was full of Syndicate grunts, and one scientist like figure seemingly instructing the lot of them. Sneaking into the room and hiding himself behind a corner, Aiden attempted to get a better look at the peculiar objects.
Taking a look at the sarcophagi, Aiden sensed something was off about them. Tapping into his aura, he sensed lifeforms in there. It was a series of people, all of different race and gender. From what Aiden could sense, it seemed to him this group of five was a part of the group of delinquents he knew frequented the abandoned gym above them.
"What the hell are Syndicate doing with these people..?" Aiden thought to himself.
"Well, we did hear about kidnappings before. But what do they gain from kidnapping people?" Griffon whispered.
Their questions, at least most of them, were soon to be answered, for a giant monitor on the other side of the room turned on, a woman in the monitor unfamiliar to Aiden centered in it.
"Ah, miss Soliera. A pleasure to speak with you again." The chief scientist spoke up, rubbing his hands greedily. "We have another batch of your requested 'stock'. A group of five, three males, two women, all around the ripe age of the mid-twenties. We still have enough time to make one last transaction before we decommission this facility. All we ask for in return is a fresh crate of Malicite weaponry. We got word that one of our squads made contact with the usual aura users who've caused us problems, and it's imperative to our shared operation that my leaders ask these items of you."
"We will discuss payment when you have stock you can actually send us." Soliera replied coldly. "You tell your superiors that the Middle Man would be inclined to agree you should've moved your side of the operation way earlier, but I'm sure you already know what they would have to say about your fuck up."
"You getting all this, Aiden?!" Griffon whispered frantically upon Aiden's shoulder. "The intel treasure trove!"
"Shh!" Aiden hushed his talking Pokémon, discreetly peaking his head around the corner he hid behind.
"Our fuck up?! You take advantage of our business arrangement, URS!" The scientist bit back. "The destitute delinquents we sourced from this site make for a good portion of your new augmented manpower. We leave little trace when it comes to our kidnappings. We go after people who won't be missed. Unlike you aliens, we can move easier about the cities without attracting attention. Your methods are far too reckless. That bombing attack you did in Pewter got the attention of Ash Ketchum! If it weren't for your group getting him involved, our other squad would have apprehended Aiden by now!"
"I'd advise you reassess how you address me, peon." Soliera replied coldly. "I have valuable intel from a very reliable source, courtesy of our Middle Man that your bosses' nemesis is heading towards you as we speak. Forget any form of transaction. It would be wise for you to destroy the facility immediately. Leave no traces, and that includes the product."
"Very well." The scientist relented, scoffing at the notion he had to bury the stock his team labored to collect. "We will make contact from our new station soon."
Ending the transmission, the chief scientist gave the order. As the remaining Syndicate members started laying down explosive devices, Aiden and Griffon leaped into action, with Aiden calling out his Persian.
"Stop right there, scum!" Aiden shouted, startling the enemy.
In a mix of panic and devotion to ensure no intel was spilled, the scientist's hand reached for the detonator. Thinking fast, Aiden and his Pokémon rushed over to the sarcophagi containing the captured people, with the former aura guardian raising a domed barrier of red hot aura around him, his Pokémon and the captives. As the explosion shook the very earth around them, the feeble wooden supports to the dirt roof gave way, burring the unprotected Syndicate crew in a mountain of dirt and debris.
Sensing that the actual, proper Kanto Underground tunnel was nearby, Aiden, whilst still focusing on retaining his barrier to protect the others, manipulated the exterior of his barrier to form a pair of aura constructed hands, hammering away at the dirt wall behind them. After punching through enough dirt and bedrock, Aiden smashed his way into the tunnel beyond, swiftly moving the people still inside their cased prisons before making it out himself last.
As the hole he opened caved in behind him, Aiden smashed open the boxes and freed the captives. After ensuring those who were captive were caught up to speed and brought safely back up to the surface, Aiden began to make his way to the safe house.
"Shame we couldn't get more out of those goons, eyyy, Aiden?" Griffon asked his trainer, flapping alongside Aiden as he walked to where Go and the others were heading.
"I think we got more than enough intel, for now." Aiden replied. "But that's what worries me. This is a far bigger operation than I imagined. I had no idea the Syndicate were working with another organization. And it looks like that bastard son of mine has himself mixed in with it all."
"So, you thinking of a team up, Aiden? Can't say I'd have expected that from how you've felt about the kid." Griffon replied once again in his typical sarcastic way.
"Team up? Not likely. But what would be good is to find out what he knows. Im sure he doesn't find it beneficial if his new, precious kingdom was torn apart before it even started." Aiden replied. "As they say, the enemy of my enemy..."
"Well, that's your call, champ, but who knows what kind of bitter memories may resurface. I mean, after all, he did play a bit of a role in that Orre incident."
"Maybe. Maybe I will have to tolerate and acknowledge his existence once again. However, there's the chance I can see my daughter again." Aiden spoke up, the old man's mind drifting off back to more pleasant memories. "Come along now, there's work to be done."
Author's note: Hello readers. I'm back again with yet another instillation to my flagship series. Sorry I was gone for a while there. Without going into too many details, I had to pay a trip to the hospital a couple weeks ago, and I was in the process of ensuring I keep better health. Regardless, I hope you all enjoy this plot filled chapter. As it stands, I have many real life situations going on with me right now that require an undivided attention, so posting chapters as frequently as I once did will, until further notice, will be a thing of the past.
Whenever I get to the next chapter, I will be sure to make it as spicy and raunchy as you all want it to be. Next chapter in the hypno harem will be Ash having a lovely four way with his enslaved champions from Sinnoh, Unova, and Kalos. Hope you all look forward to it. Enjoy reading!