CLAWS

Hello everyone, this will be my first upload here on this website. This story will contain adult themes, such as violent scenes and sexual themes. I am not sure what the length of this story will be, but I'll try to extend it as far as I can. This story will include action and romance.

Characters in this chapter: Blake O'Neal and Luke O'Neal (father)

As per usual, I do not in any way own pokemon, or any of the species.

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Innocent brown eyes met a pair of black eyes. There was a long silent pause, soon broken by a sigh filled with pain.

"D-daddy?"

It had been a hard week for the father. Not too long ago, he had agreed to a divorce with his wife of 15 years. It was a mutual decision between the two, but it hurt him everyday, like an open wound that keeps getting infected.

"Blake… I'm fine, it's just-", the Mightyena paused, taking another deep breath. "You… you have her eyes….your mother's eyes."

The small poochyena sat there, not finding what words to say. He had never seen his father be this dejected. He couldn't fathom seeing his father like this. He had to find a way to cheer him up.

"Pa, can you play chase with me? The other neighbor's kids don't let me play with them, they think I look weird…" He looked down in humiliation, moving his paw in circular motion against the floor, and then back to his father.

It hurt the father to see his loved ones down, so there was no way he would've said no. This was his chance to get away from dwelling more on the past events. "That's definitely not true! Son, you have my genetics, it would be impossible for you to be weird looking! Sure, let's head to the backyard, we're gonna have so much fun, we'll make those kids regret not hanging out with you!"

"Yay!"

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"Catch me if you can!" Small little paws were in a hot pursuit. Blake wasn't too far behind from his pop, nearly being able to bite onto his tail.

"Jeez kid, when you'd get this fast?"

They continued running throughout their yard, laughter and thumps against the grass all around. Eventually the Mightyena came to a complete stop, exhausted. "Phewww, age is definitely catching up to m-", the last thing he saw before he was forced into the ground was a fuzzy gray blur coming right at him, crashing into him.

"Gotcha dad!" The little Poochyena had successfully pinned his own old man. His tail wagged hard, even adding a little victory dance over his body. He continued for a few more seconds, until he realized his dad had his tongue sticking out, laying motionless.

"Dad?" He jumped off and stared him down. There was no response. Instant regret invaded his mind, he should have been more careful. A few tears started to cloud the pup's vision. He poked his arm to see if there would be a reaction, but to no avail.

His breathing got heavy, tears starting to drip down on the soil.

"Dad? Please wake up, I didn't mean to hit you hard…. I'm sorry"

He laid down next to him and wrapped his paws around him, the same way he would every night before sleep. Sniffles turned into a full on bawl, he had just lost his mom, his father was all he had left.

His ears raised when he heard a snicker escape his father's mouth. The Mightyena opened his eyes and stood up, turning to face his son.

"I was only playing! Your dad is tougher than bricks son, it would take more than a hit to knock me cold!"

Blake was filled with relief, but also wanted to knock him down again for pulling something like that. He head butted against his fathers chest and gave him a hug.

"Please…. Don't e-ever do that again-", he struggled to get his words out, as he was still in shock. "I wouldn't want to live without you…"

"And I wouldn't want to be without you. I apologize, I guess I did go too far…. But do you take ice cream as an apology?"

The words 'ice cream' seemed to be magic words, the pup's eyes immediately glowing with interest. His tail wagged endlessly, he absolutely LOVED ice cream.

"Yes! I love you dad!!!"

"Me too, sweetie"

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13 years later

Blake's POV

A soothing ambience filled an empty shop. It was 2 minutes before closing time, and unfortunately I had the duty to clean up the place before the doors lock.

The whole building was pretty much a bazaar, which consisted of many little shops from corner to corner. Me and my father opened up an ice cream shop here not so long ago, maybe about two years or so. Unfortunately, due to injury to his left forearm, he no longer is able to work, leaving me to do it all by myself. I tried to convince him to hire people, but he insisted that it would only operate between us two since it held our bond together.

After sweeping up leftover crumbs on the floor (although pretty rushed), I turned off the lights and brought down the steel door, locking it.

This time I had the duty to lock the main entrance to the building, since everyone already packed their bags, but at least I had no one to bother me. I had to admit, the place did get pretty spooky after hours, but I am a dark type so shouldn't be a problem.

'Jeez, Salsa Roja is still here? Thought they would have fallen under the pressure with that new restaurant down the A3 hallway.'

Skkkrrrrrr

Unexpectedly, a few chairs in the guest area scratched against the marble floor. That's odd, usually there's only me left, unless?

"Hello?"

……….

No response.

Not gonna risk getting attacked by some random Pokémon.I decided to keep trekking to the exit, not thinking much about the event that just occurred.

I was soon outside the building, taking out the keys and locking it.

At the corner of my eye though, I could have sworn that I saw something long, slender and purple.

'Odd….'

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Well, that finishes off the first chapter. Kinda short but I kind of wrote the second half of this at 3 am so it might not be the best, but i tried my best :p. Although I don't believe it will be enjoyed by everyone, I still hope there's interest in this story :))))