Chapter 24
"If I'm being entirely honest," Tin began, having stepped away from Pyre and Cynder with Placi. "I promised myself that if I ever saw that bastard again, I'd make him pay for hurting Pyre."
"Can't say I blame you. I haven't known him long, but I'd kick the ass of anyone who hurt someone as sweet as Pyre." Placi spoke after a moment.
"But I have to be better than that, Pyre let go of it a while ago." Tin sighed. "I hope Cynder works out for him."
"Hey Tin?" Pyre nudged him from behind.
"Oh, what's up bro?"
"I'm taking Cynder home before it gets too late. His parents get worried." Pyre gave his usual smile, or at least he tried to make it look like usual. But both Tin and Cynder could tell it was forced. Remembering his ex clearly got to him.
"Hey, just give em a call, and let em know he's with us," Tin knelt in front of Pyre. "I can't let my little bro and his cute boyfriend go without feeding you."
"I dunno Tin, we really shouldn't…"
Cynder stepped beside him and nuzzled him, picking up on what Tin was doing. "I gave my parents a text, they're fine with it."
"Let's get out of here you three." Placi had started walking.
"That reminds me," Tin started following him. "What happened to that cute Snivy?"
"Ivy? Umm, hmm…" Pyre looked to Cynder.
"I'm not sure actually. He hasn't been at school lately either." Cynder stayed beside Pyre as they walked. "I asked Aqua when we were at our club today, and he hadn't seen Ivy either."
"Hmm, maybe we should check on him." Tin suggested. "Where does he live?"
"Down in the residential area."
"We can head down there, and I can order some food online, then we can just go straight to get it, sound good guys?" Tin asked, receiving a yes from everyone.
The walk wasn't particularly long to the residential area in Southern Firelink. Upon approaching Ivy's home, Pyre stepped forth to knock.
After a few moments a serperior opened the door.
"Um, hi mister Grasnake, is Ivy home?"
"No, I was under the impression he was with you."
"Since when exactly?" Pyre looked rather worried.
"Last week. Has the little brat gotten himself lost again?"
Pyre didn't like the way Ivy's dad spoke about him. "Aren't you worried, what if something happened?"
"If something happened, oh well, he should have been more careful."
Pyre struggled not to lash out at the man. "That's…that's all, sorry to bother you." The door closed and Pyre stomped away from the home. "Ugh I hate them so much!"
"Woah, babe what's wrong?" Cynder came up beside him.
"That jerk, Ivy's missing! And he doesn't even care!" Pyre pulled out his phone typing in a number hastily. After a short ring it was answered. "Hey dad, sorry to call while you're working, I need to uh," he glanced at Tin.
"File a missing person's report."
"To file a missing person's report." He waited a moment. "Ivy Grasnake, a snivy, same age as me, last we saw him was at school a week ago. I'm only doing this cause his parents haven't seen him either in that time and they refuse to do anything about it." There was a moment of silence. "Thanks dad, you're the best." The charmander hung up and pocketed his phone.
"Dad'll find him, don't worry Pyre." Tin reassured him.
"I just…I hope he's not hurt." Pyre sighed.
*Unknown Location*
Ivy Grasnake was restrained rather uncomfortably. His arms and legs were bound at the wrists and ankles, and pulled taut. Worse still he was suspended in the air by the ropes around his limbs. Beyond that his tail was tied and pulled up toward his head, and held there by the back of a ring gag in his mouth. His eyes were blocked by a blindfold, and his cock was uncomfortably caged, unable to get hard, and he had a disable collar around his neck, which completely prevented the use of any special moves.
Both his mouth and his butt were leaking with sticky seed.
Even as he panted and moaned out pleas to stop, he couldn't be understood due to the ring gag.
Before he had the chance to react Ivy felt yet another man bump his nose as he stood in front of him. He could smell the other men on the cock in front of him, this man had used so many. He slowly began to shake and thrash. But he felt a hard claw on the back of his head. When this stranger tried to push his cock through the ring gag and straight into his throat, the metal gag snapped off. Ivy thought that would be a relief, but the cock of the man before him was somehow wider than the gag.
Even for a snake like him, the sheer size of it was proving too much.
"Take it easy, those ring gags aren't cheap." A voice came. Ivy had heard it before. That voice was from a Hypno, the one that took him, the one that restrained him and had him in this position.
"Shut up, I already said I'd buy one of these onaholes you're selling, you'll be able to replace it." That voice was gruff, and powerful. Ivy wasn't sure who or what they were, but he guessed by the claws, it was a Haxorus.
Was that to be his fate, sold as a sex toy? He refused, still trying to thrash and free himself.
"Can this one carry?"
'Carry, what the fuck does that mean!?'
"Oh yes, he's quite suited for it." He felt the hypno run his hands across his belly. "The entire snivy line is rather stretchy, they can swallow some fellow mons whole at times. So I assure you, you can pump egg after egg in this little brat and his body can take it."
'Eggs!?' Ivy struggled harder.
"Quit moving you little fuck!" Haxorus shouted and slapped Ivy. "Maybe I'll buy him, when you break him in properly. I'm not buying a disobedient onahole."
"I'm gonna need you to pull out." Hypno stated simply. Did he care that this brute struck Ivy? No, he didn't. "If you want to cum while testing, that's gonna cost extra."
The dragon pulled out abruptly. Ivy simply hung in the air as they left. He sat there suspended, tears streaming under his blindfold. He panted heavily, sobbing out loud as he was finally left alone.
*Firelink West*
Pyre and the others were seated in a booth in a restaurant. "I love Pizza Shack!" He cheered as a pizza was sat before them.
"Don't we all!" Tin cheered too. The brothers immediately dug in, munching happily on the pizza.
"So, uh, ya know anything about the tournament that's coming up?" Cynder asked.
"Just the rules, and that our school is hosting it." Pyre was stuffing his face absent minded.
"Oh, there's a tournament coming up?" Tin looked at Pyre.
"Yeah, a rival school challenged us. I can't wait to see how strong other people are!"
"Well I personally, cannot wait to see you kick some ass little bro!"
"Me too, can't wait to make everyone jealous by showing them I landed the coolest boyfriend ever." Cynder kissed Pyre on the cheek.
"Awww Cynder…" Pyre couldn't help but blush. "I landed the sweetest boyfriend it seems!"
"Ha, confident aren't you." A voice came. Looking over a trio of pokemon approached the table. A white Zorua, a Gallade, and a Machoke wearing a thick, seemingly fake mustache.
"Who are you?" Pyre looked over confused.
"I'm Galahad Lade, second on the Kamino Academy battle team. This is Bran Stork." the gallade gestured to the zorua. "And this is Top." He gestured at the machoke who was flexing.
"Our victory over you will be a victory for justice!"
"Top, seriously, enough with the justice." Galahad spoke again. "We're here checking out the supposed tough guys on your team. And honestly I'm not impressed."
Pyre ignored the insult. "Eh, you will be hehe!"
"Haha, I like your confidence. I'll enjoy breaking it even more. Our team is gonna have a perfect victory, no losses. What do you think of that?"
"Well, I know you'll have a chance with most of our team, but we have at least three that could probably run a gauntlet on your whole team and still win." Pyre wasn't boasting out of narcissism or delusion, he truly believed every word he said.
"Arceus, your confidence is actually pissing me off now."
"Sorry, not trying to upset ya." Pyre spoke with perfect sincerity.
His happy-go-lucky attitude was grating on the gallade's nerves. Just as Galahad made to move in for an attack his friends held him back.
"There is no justice in striking him here." Top pulled him back.
"He wasn't baiting you. He meant his apology."
"Maybe you shouldn't try getting under your opponent's skin like that." Tin chimed in. "I can vouch for his assessment, there are a few around here who are incredible fighters. And trying to get under their skin, will backfire on you."
Galahad straightened himself out. "Yes, you're probably right." he turned and stormed out. His plan to off balance the team wasn't working.
"Forgive him, he wants to win." the Zorua took a bow and followed.
Top stood looking down on Pyre. "I sense a desire for justice within you. I hope to see your resolve on the battlefield."
"You seem nice, I can't wait to see how strong you are!" Pyre smiled at the machoke as he too left.
"Gotta admit, I'd probably have punched that Gallade if I were in your position." Tin admitted.
"Why waste the energy now, I want em at their best when the tournament comes around."
"You're a little weirdo, you know that right?" Placi finally spoke up.
"Yep, but sometimes weirdness wins!" Pyre resumed eating the pizza. In the back of his mind though, the worry he felt for Ivy had not left, it only festered and grew.