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Pokemon Divine Right [Priscilla x Eyeshield22]

Marcus took a moment to savor the tightness and quivering of Melissa’s inner muscles around his cock. A guttural moan escaped his lips. The young woman felt amazing as heat and pleasure throbbed up his shaft. He gave the young woman a moment to adjust to his girth. His hips began to roll in small waves. Marcus wanted the young woman to become accustomed to her first sexual experience. He leaned down and pressed his lips softly between the valley of her breasts. He stopped to anoint both nipples again with kisses and delivered the gentlest of nibbles. A trail of soft fevered kisses before meeting those soft kissable lips that parted in soft moans for him.

He sought out her lips with his own and sealed off her needy moans of lust with his eager lips. His tongue slipped into her mouth and entwined with it and wrestled for several moments. His eyes half-closed as he guided the young woman through the passionate kiss while he fucked her. Eventually, he parted from her soft kissable lips. A strand of mixed saliva connected them before breaking underneath the weight of gravity.

His hazel eyes met the young woman before flitting to Kim. “I’m going to start fucking her hard,” Marcus breathed out. He leaned over to Kim and sought her out for a passionate kiss. His tongue slipped in and wrestled with hers for a moment before finally breaking and refocusing his attention on Melissa. Sweat beaded across his brow and poured down his back while staring down at her.

He gazed down at the young woman while rhythmically thrusting in and out of her. Marcus reached down and hooked her thighs as he bent over her. Their gazes locked again as he stared down at her. It was a moment that lasted for an eternity before Marcus broke into a smile. He became seized by violent energy and bucking his hips hard against her. His practiced short strokes fell away to a brutal pounding pace that ravaged the young woman. “Wrap your legs around my waist, Melissa,” Marcus commanded while the symphony of their intercourse played out in front of Kim. It was a portent of what to come for the older wife.
 
Kim smiled mischievously at Melissa as a worried look crossed the young girls face. After the mother parted lips with the young man she stroked her daughter’s head.

“Oh sweetie, this is another thing you need to be ready for. When you are as young and tight as you are it makes your man very... excited.” Kim bit her lip knowing she was about to watch her daughter get absolutely ravaged. She certainly would be form fitted to Marcus after this, the mother leaning back to observe as he tested the waters with the girl.

Some sweat ran across Melissa’s brow as she shook her head, eyebrows furrowed as his slow and rhythmic pace was quite enjoyable enough for her.

“No... no hard... I like the gentle Marcus.” She squeaked, it the first time she said his name this whole encounter. Yet as her legs were hooked she did not have a moment longer to protest, Marcus slammed into her, the young girl crying out from the pain of his large cock.

“Gahhhhhhhh!” Tears began to run down her face. Melissa whimpered as he pulled back and did it again, and suddenly that was when a look in her eyes said she was in for a whole lot more.

“Ahhhhhh gauauahhh!” She cried over and over as he brutally fucked her. She sobbed at the pain as her little pussy was stretched so abruptly and so violently. Marcus filled her out more than she could even conceive a man could enter her, his cock felt like it was near the middle of her body each time he forced it in her.

“Nooo please... ahhh! Stop!” Melissa tried to push him back to be more gentle, yet he continued to fucked her with such speed and girth she couldn’t handle it.

“Now now hun...” Kim stroked the sobbing girls hair as the violent smacking of their groins and her cries filled the room.
“This is what a man does to claim you, he fills you out as much as he can to form fit you to his rod.” Kim looked eagerly to Marcus hoping for the same sort of violent fucking that he was giving her innocent daughter. He clearly had no mercy, and Kim wanted none. She bit her lip as she watch Melissa’s labia spread out each time he forced himself in.

Melissa’s tears covered her cheeks as the pain was so great, her sobbing uncontrollable.
 
Marcus loomed over the young woman. His mind was consumed by carnal and savage thoughts for Melissa. The facade of man peeled away revealing a beast and the primal mission that lay underneath it. Impregnate every woman he deemed viable. His vile quest and the pleasure of the moment dominated the young man’s mind as Melissa begged for him to stop. He couldn’t stop. No, he wouldn’t stop.

Hips pounded away at her sex as her cries of pain filled his ears. The lamentations of agony spurred him forward and he redoubled his efforts. Tiny thoughts were given to Melissa in the hopes she might enjoy these final savage moments of pleasure. Each powerful thrust caused Melissa’s inner core to spasm around his shaft while his thrusts molded her body into the perfect vessel for his seed. He felt heat inching up from his core with every second. A deep guttural groan began building up in the pit of his stomach and began rumbling upwards. His lips set in a thin grimace parted allowing his groan to escape.

Sweat rolled off his brow as he pressed his lips against the nape of her neck and began sucking hard. His groan vibrated against her skin while he sucked on her porcelain skin. His thrusts were building up to a crescendo of carnal eruptions. He gave only a moment's hesitation before at the apex of his thrust his seed flooded into her. Great waves of cum poured into every inch of her womb while he continued pounding her. Every thrust pushed and spread his seed further in her fertile womb ensuring the young woman’s impregnation at his hand.

He basked in the moment and the embrace the two had before he slowly pulled away. Strands of sweat blond hair fell over his eyes as his hazel hues fell on the exhausted Melissa. Her body was ravaged. His seed seeped out around the edges of his cock. He only spared a moment to appreciate the carnal artistry before his eyes snapped to Kim. A wicked smile blossomed on his face as he pushed the strands of sweaty hair out of his eyes.

He rolled his shoulders and eventually pulled out of Melissa. Sweat beaded and pooled down his back. His seed now freely dripped between her legs. He rolled his shoulders. His hazel eyes met Kim’s for a moment before he lunged forward. It promised no mercy to the mother. His fevered lips eagerly sought hers and embraced her into a savage kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth while wrestling with her tongue. His tongue wrestled and dominated hers before they parted.

“Did you get excited seeing what I’ll do to you Kim,” he asked as he stood up and placed his thick still erect cock in front of his eyes. It dripped with a combination of his seed, Melissa’s juices, and his seed. Marcus grabbed a handful of hair and forced her back onto his cock. “Clean it,” he commanded and used her mouth to clean off his shaft.

Now, he looked down as he pulled his cock out and rested it against a cheek. “Get on all fours. I want to fuck you.”
 
As he left her, cock unleashing a steady stream of white fluid as it exitied the small girls lips, Melissa lay whimpering. The much smaller girl’s face was a mess of tears as she looked up at him, she felt so much pain in her womanhood she didn’t even speak, instead she rolled over, feeling his seed flow out of her with each breath she gave. Soon she knew she would be pregnant with his child, there was no conceivable way possible that much cum would not produce one in her young womb.

Kim smiled at her daughter as she rolled over, finally awakenrd to the truth about being a woman. It made her wet just thinking about her tiny pussy at the end of Marcus’ oversized member, and how little regard their mate had for her feelings as he used her tightness to milk his cock. All of the fluid seeping out of her daughter made her breath heavily, and as Marcus stood up before her and placed the cock infront of her she gasped.

The older woman did not have time to smile, their ruthless mate grabbing her hair and forcing his wet cock into her mouth. The mix of tasting his cum and her daughters fluids was gag enducing, and when he shoved himself incredibly far back into her throat, her reflexes would give a quaking tremble. Yet soon he released her, the sperm meant for her daughter on her lips as she wiped her mouth and bit her petals. She knew what was in store for her, yet unlike her small daughter her mature pussy was built for this sort of abuse.

Without any words she nodded, finding the floor in front of the couch and resting her face and breasts on it, sticking her ass as high as she could in the air as her back arched. Melissa turned to watch her mouth present her hairy pussy to the man, his cock cleaned of all fluids and still erect and ready to breed the two women. Despite her own pain and leaking fluids she watched eagerly for her mother to get the same treatment.

Pussy presented, Kim biologically aimed to show how fertile and good at rearing children she was. Her cunt still juicy and viable after all of these years.
 
A low growl of approval escaped his throat as he looked down at Kim’s round buttocks in front of him. His eyes lit up seeing how wet the older woman had become just from watching her daughter being fucked moments earlier. A glance at Melissa showed the same deviancy in her eyes. A smile curled his lips as he delivered an open-handed slap to her buttocks. Marcus dug his fingers cruelly into her buttocks as he spread her cheeks apart.

He took another moment to savor the glistening folds of her sex in the sunlight. His cock throbbing at the anticipated fucking. “I can’t believe your husband wouldn’t be fucking this every night, but it's my gain,” Marcus declared to both women. He grabbed the base of his cock and teased it between the folds of her sex.

Marcus now felt how eager the older woman wanted to be fucked and bred as he sunk his cock into her slowly. Her inner muscles quivered around his shaft as it sunk inch by inch into her. He felt the primal drive to mate and breed the older woman. He planted both hands on her hips and gripped hard. Marcus began pounding the older woman’s cunt hard.

A loud grunt escaped his lips as the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed throughout the living room. He hunched over her while he continued pounding. His breath hot against the nape of her neck. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” he uttered again. His hands shot up the curves of her body and found her fully round bosom and began kneading it while he pulled her against his body. One hand traveled and wrapped around her throat possessively. His lips pressed feverishly against the nape of Kim’s neck while he ravaged her.
 
Kim knew how to take a cock, as Marcus slid in to her the older woman was no stranger to being invaded for the purpose of breeding. Time and time again men mounted her to try and put a baby in her belly, often she was whore enough to just accept it, perhaps her husband would never learn half of his kids were not even his. Traveling businessmen, forceful plumbers, and now a boy on his way to begin a pokemon adventure, she let them all hold on to her wide birthing hips and thrust.

“Oh Marcus.... give it all to me.” Kim whined as he began to grip her and push inside her forcefully. Her favorite were the men so dominant that they never considered her feelings. Something about being bred carnally, at the will of a male turned her on. Now that she got to share that with her daughter she felt even more fulfilled.

Feeing him on the nape of her neck she moaned, each brutal thrust he made she yelped as he mistreated her.

“Oh Marcus... why didn’t you come take me sooner then...” she whined sensually, looking around to Melissa she winked as she taught her daughter second band how to lead a man on with her words.
 
His fingers tightened around Kim’s throat at her plea. It sparked a flame of suspicion, but the young man was consumed by his desire to fuck and breed his teenage fantasy. His arms coiled around the older woman and pressed her against his body. His kisses turned violent as he bit down on her neck while his hips pounded away. Intense heat from his core buildup with each thrust he made into her.

Kim’s inner muscles squeezed and milked him for his seed. They quivered around his shaft with each brutal thrust he made into her. His breath came in gasping bursts with each thrust he made his stamina being taxed to its limit. The thought of breeding Kim and her daughter inspired another rush of endorphins and adrenaline. His fevered lips worked back up her neck after leaving a bright red welt on her shoulder.

“Because I knew you liked fucking around with other men. You love spreading your legs for anyone forceful enough. But, I’m not content to just watch anymore. I’ve come to stake my claim to you and Melissa,” he breathed out. One hand moved down the writhing curves of her body and cupped her sex as he ravaged her. His eager fingers found her clit and began rubbing it while he continued fucking her. Marcus’s pace increased to another violent crescendo of orgasmic bliss.

The symphony of brutal slaps, moans, and fucking came to a climax at the apex of his frenzied fucking. Thick jets of seed flooded Kim’s fertile womb as he pumped more into her. The young man knew Kim would be pregnant by his hand as he kept thrusting and thrusting. His seed pushed into every corner of her womb before he finally stopped and looked at mother and daughter. Both were bred at his hand.

“I know you’ll fuck around with other men when I leave Kim and Melissa, but I want you to know. When I come back I’m going to fuck and breed you again to make you forget about your husband and all the other men you’ve fucked. They’ll pale in comparison,” he whispered to Kim and her daughter before he pulled out of her.
 
Kim wailed as Marcus bit down onto her neck, her body trembling and weakening as she fell to the floor under his pressure. There was such a difference between Marcus and her husband, really any man for that matter. Marcus did not look at her and make promises to make her feel good, to make her cum. Instead he bit her, shoved her, and fucked her like it was his right to spread her pussy lips and toy with her body. The mother loved this, the dominant male taking what was his from her, no questions asked.

There was not disappointment that he had not reserved energy for her and spent it all on her daughter, if anything she felt Melissa had warmed him up. Kim was even pleased as he thrust his big cock into her that he had gone easy on Melissa to an extent. Her motherly instincts had felt bad, but with the way Marcus treated Kim she knew her daughter did not even get the half of it. It was the half an experienced woman would appreciate, and one day she knew Melissa would revel to be taken in such a way again.

“Oh Marcus!” She cried out his name, her wetness dripping onto the floor as her guts were pushed aside by him. The older woman was there, her base needs met as her vagina began to quake under his fingers and around his cock. Her eyes widening to such amazed extent as the pleasure washed over her. Their normally peaceful house was filled with the loud exclamations of the mother as the daughter watched on, sexual desire creeping up in her again despite the pain as she watched her mother mated.

Kim orgasmed up until Marcus began his, her tongue falling out of her mouth and drool falling to the floor as he filled her to the brim, white cum gushing out between her lips and washing over the hairs of her sex. Her eyes rolled back into her head during his last few strokes.

“Oh Marcus... you... ahhhh... always come back...” She whimpered, feeling his whole length exit her, falling to the ground in both exhaustion and pleasure. Kim lay on the floor silent, only her labored breaths now filling the air. Her eyes would peer back, looking at his dripping member as she imagined what the final moments inside her looked like with a smile.

“Um... Marcus...” a sweet voice came from behind him, a soft poke at his side. Melissa looked up at him from the couch, awestruck by what she just watched. In her inexperienced mind she began to think he went easy on her compared to her mom, the misguided thought following her to her knees on the ground before him.

“I don’t know if I want another man... you... you felt so good... though it hurt a little.” She dipped her head to the side, some glistening from tears on her cheeks. Her hand ran up Marcus’ leg and rubbed then just under his messy rod.
“I hope... you’ll come back and give me more experience.” The sweet girl blushed, her mother smiled below them as she was proud her little girl was becoming a woman.

Melissa leaned in, her small tongue running up Marcus’ length as she tasted the bitter fluids of his cum and her mother’s sex. She blenched for a second as she was not used to the taste, but determination in her eyes she returned to lap up much of the excess that covered him. Sliding him only a few inches in her mouth she sucked on what she could handle, ensuring he was nice and clean before he left.

Smacking her lips she leaned back, breathing heavy as cum sat on her lips.
“I.... wanted to return the favor since my mom cleaned after it was my turn.” Her eyes fell down to stare at your tip before returning it to her mouth, eager to convince you to return.
 
Marcus stumbled back a few steps before collapsing to his knees. His breath coming in several ragged gasps while he stared at Kim’s collapsed body. His hazel eyes lit up with pride as he watched his seed slowly oozing out of Kim’s cunt while her chest heaved. Marcus reveled in the aftermath his breathing finally slowing down. His eyes peeled away back to Melissa as she kneeled in front of him and began licking his cock clean.

The sight of Kim’s daughter caused his cock to throb in the young woman’s mouth, but he didn’t have the stamina to make it hard again. Still, it was a sign to both women of his virility. He scooted back to rest against the couch while Melissa continued to suck him off. Gradually his cock became harder and harder from Melissa’s eager tongue. Marcus leaned down and lifted her chin, so he could stare into her eyes.

“I know you do Melissa, but I’ve claimed you both.” His eyes flicked to his seed oozing out of Kim’s sex. “I know that both of you will welcome me back with open arms, and I’ll come back to see how you’ve both grown. I do not doubt that,” he said standing up with a groan of protest.

“However, I do need to get my journey started.” He leaned into Melissa. “Though, I am sorely tempted to take both you and your mom back up to my house and ravage both of you again,” Marcus whispered before pressing his lips against hers. His tongue slipped in and entwined with hers and wrestled with hers before eventually pulled back.

“But, I need to strengthen myself and my pokemon,” he said as he began getting his clothes back on. Marcus gave Kim a passionate kiss before leaving the two women to recuperate and finall start hi pokemon journey.
 
Melissa relished the kiss Marcus left her with as she watched him embrace her mother. She was a tad jealous she had the share attention, but with such a large cock and powerful man she was not sure she would be able to take 100% of his efforts all the time anyways. Laying back on the couch she spread her legs for Marcus to show him what he was leaving, a small sly and innocent grin on her face as her tiny red pussy still leaked his seed.

Even as Marucs began to put his clothes back on Kim was on her knees kissing against the cloth of his shorts, pressing her breasts against him and moaning sensually as she felt his seed dribble out on to her thigh. She was an expert at being a submissive snd good girl, she knew how to display her loyalty to a man.

“And we will both be waiting for you, whenever you need to come and release yourself into us.” She smiled as she watched Marcus go, a motherly expression on her once more. Melissa rubbed herself some as she bit her lip, her eyes on the door till the very second it closed.

Outside the scene was much it was before you entered the Reinfield Villa, the peddler still bellowed at the top of his lungs selling his wares to passing trainers, and foot traffic made their way to and from Route 1.
 
Marcus felt the temptation to stay and bury his cock in both Kim and Melissa and make sure his seed took root in their womb while they praised him for his masculinity, yet he was on a quest. He looked back at both women in the lewd state of being. He drank in every minuscule detail he could remember as he watched them disappear behind the door. Marcus took a moment to collect himself and straighten out his clothes.

“Well, that is a good start on my journey,” he mused to himself before smiling. His hazel eyes flicked up to the sky and pleased to see the sun was still out. Route one beckoned him to actually start his journey, but the hawking of the peddler proved to be an irresistible call. Marcus stuck his hands in his pockets and thumbed the piece of plastic that contained all the money he scraped together to fund his journey.

The thought of selling nearly everything in his house brought a morose mood in him as he followed the beckoning calls of the peddler. He hoped to hear what wares he sold, any strange pokemon sightings, and see any women who might be breedable.
 
“Getcha adventurin’ supplies! Getcha pokeballs!” The old man clicked his tongue after bellowing out his call to potential customers as they made their way down the path. As Marcus approached his furrowed his eyebrows, his vision clearly not the best as he tried to make out your face as you neared. His old wrinkly skin was tanned and leathery looking, voice while strong had a rasp to it. He clicked his tongue a few more times as you made your interest known.

“Well good afternoon boy.” He fiddled with some of his wares on his stand. “What are you looking for today? I’ve got potions... pokeballs... knick knacks... supplies... anything so you can be off on your adventure!” He clicked and wrung his hands together as he awaited Marcus’s interest. Only another small young girl stood with you at the stand, the older man also conveying his thanks for her patronage as she fussed with a few of the items on the table.
 
His hazel eyes swept over the knicknacks the peddler had on display. He saw a few things he wanted to purchase, but he took his time. Marcus ignored the peddler for a moment and picked up one of the red and white pokeball and gave them a little experimental toss from hand to hand. “I’m looking to purchase some pokeballs, a bit of pokechow for my pokemon, a few potions and antidotes,” he listed off his eyes, turning briefly to the young girl. Marcus gathered the items up as he talked with the older man, and he investigated the odds and ends hoping for any unusual items he might be have.

His gaze snapped back to the salesman as he leaned in. “Also interested in any unusual pokemon sightings either you’ve seen or heard about or beautiful young women,” he whispered conspiratorially to the peddler.
 
The young girl beside Marcus also looking at the wares perked up at the mention of beautiful young women. She gave him a strange look, as she listened to their conversation, trying to pretend she didn’t hear anything. Was this how boys talked to eachother?

The older man shrugged his shoulders as he gathered the supplies Marucs inquired about. A playful smile to the girl before he clicked his tongue and tried to convey as much as he knew about the area.
“Here are the items you spoke of, would be about seventy-five dollars.” He pushed them across the counter.
“As far as rare pokemon...” he tapped his wrinkled leathery chin a few times. “Ive heard some trainers swear to me they found an Eevee north of Aquacorde town on Route 2, but I find it hard to believe.” He reached under the counter and restocked some items.
“As far as beautiful girls... well.. all over!” He chortled and winked at the young girl next to Marcus.
 
Marcus gave a nod of his head. He hadn’t expected much from the peddler, but the old man gave him a few morsels of information. He dug into his pocket and dug out his debit card and handed it to the older man. He listened to a few more anecdotes from him before taking his card back. “Well, thank you so much for the information,” he said one final time. If he could capture an Eevee then he had the possibility of evolving it into one of several evolutions which intrigued him.

He stepped away and headed down route one. Marcus stopped one final moment and turned to look back at the neat rows of houses and reminisce about his childhood memories. His nostalgia drifted to the most recent passionate memories made with Kim and Melissa and a smile crept across his face.

He indulged himself in those last few moments before he turned away from Vainville and headed down route one. His pokemon adventure started now!
 
It was now well past mid-day and the sun was high in the sky with few clouds to be seen in the vastness of blue. As Marcus stared down Route 1 he would see a large cobblestone avenue with trees on either side. No tall grass or shrubs for Pokemon to hide in, simply a road that went from Vaniville Town to the larger Aquacorde Town which sat on the river. The avenue itself was neatly upkept with trees trimmed and grass cut along either side. The white cobblestone shined with the light of the sun in almost a glaring way as he began to head down the path. So much so he nearly missed the gaggle of younger trainers huddled off on the right shoulder.

“Ok if you’re so tough then prove it!” One of the boys said to another trainer as he shoved them. “You want to hang with us you have to prove yourself.” The gaggle of trainers looked around, one of them seeing Marcus and pointing in a very non-subtle way.
“You have to go challenge him.” Another boldly ordered the young trainer who kept a ball cap over their eyes. The others gawked at the approaching older trainer, they knew he meant business by the way he looked. If this wanna be could challenge and hold their own against this guy then they could hang.

“If you can challenge that guy, then you can be one of us!” A chubby boy shoved the trainer in question towards Marcus, their hat still low over their eyes and only a few strands of uncombed blonde hair jutting out under it. The trainer wore a pair of faded jeans and a white/red t-shirt, both muddy from no doubt-idly proving themselves to the gang that day.

Head hung low the trainer approached Marcus, eyes barely looking up to him as the trainer held out a pokeball forward in a confident manner, trying to strike a cool pose while challenging him.

“You!” The trainer called out in a high pitched and unconfident voice. “This... this... this is a challenge! To a pokemon battle!” The trainer grabbed the brim of their ballcap as they waited for a response. The rest of the boys gawked at the scene as they waited to see what would happen.
 
Marcus set his foot onto route one with a renewed sense of purpose. His thoughts of Kim and Melissa faded into the background of his mind as he began humming to himself. His gaze scanned over the cobblestone road and scenic manicured hedgerows. His eyes slipped past the rabble of young boys no doubt trying to decide who had the toughest pokemon.

Marcus took one final deep breath before taking his first steps down the road. His journey was immediately cut short with a shout in his direction. The young Medium stopped and pivoted to turn around to face a young boy who challenged him to a battle. His eyes flicked to the other kids who were eagerly watching the proceedings.

His heart bled for the young boy who wanted nothing more than to belong with his peers. It brought up unwanted memories of lonely recesses where child and pokemon avoid the young Marcus because of his spiritual abilities and his family’s reputation. He reached in his jacket pocket and pulled out a Pokeball. A wry smile blossomed on his face as his fingers dug into the metal and plastic of the ball.

“Fine, if it’s a battle you want then it’s a battle you’ll get. Eureka let’s go,” Marcus declared and gave the kid a confident smirk. He underhanded-tossed the ball out and a three-foot-tall pokemon popped out. Eureka was surrounded by the greenish amniotic fluid that consisted of a gelatinous substance. Its triangular mouthed opened showing rows of sharp teeth that grinned evilly at the young boy. Little oval objects suspended in the fluid hung suspended between the hands and main body of the pokemon forming a facsimile of hands.

The creature floated on its psychic power while waiting for the kid to release his pokemon. Regardless of the pokemon, Marcus already had his strategy picked out. He took a few steps and knelt beside Eureka and touched the gelatinous fluid. They both glowed with otherworldly light for an instant before he stood up again.

“Between me and my partner we’ve determined with 99% certainty that you’ll fall before us,” Marcus said and ran his hand through his hair. He grinned condescendingly at the young boy and gestured to him. “Well, what are you waiting for, bring out your pokemon!”
 
Marcus was a whole other animal that the group of young trainers were not used to. As he released his pokeball a collective gasp erupted from the group as the rarely seen Reuniclus appeared before them. Each of the trainers looked to eachother with a touch of fear, between them all they just had basic starters, nothing quite as fancy as Marcus’ Eueka. The trainer who had issued the challenge under peer pressure wavered for a moment, a flash of uncertainty in their eyes before grabbing a pokeball to release their own mon. But just as the trainer did Marcus performed his frightening glowing trick, the trainer’s eyes going wide with fear, their rear foot turning as if to run.

Yet there was a sudden change of heart in the trainers expression, a look back to the group of friends gave a look of determination to the trainer.

“Alright...” a high pitched gritty acknowledgement of their fate came before a pokeball was produced.
“I am not going to back down.” The trainer lifted their head enough for you to see their ferocious yet bright and big blue eyes, their fist balling before Marcus as they chucked the pokeball on the field.
“Lets do this... go Spinda!” The ball flashed with light and the red dotted spiral eyed bear pokemon emerged on to the field, dizzily finding its footing across from Marcus and Eureka.

“I’m ready... I hope you are!” The trainers voice cracked a moment to a high pitched whine before they prepared to call out their first move.
“Lets warm up with a dizzy punch!”

“Spinnnnnnnndaaaa!!!!” The pokemon knew little fear or trepidation for the situation it was in, unlike its master. Instead it ran and dash about in a dizzy fashion until in approached the Eureka, jumping int be air to try and deliver its blow.
 
He watched curiously what his little display had on his opponent. The hesitation and resolve pleased him since he wanted to entice the younger trainer to fight him. His entire theatrical display was a show for his audience. Marcus intended to lose the fight and bolster the kid’s image with his friends. Marcus laughed seeing Spidna coming out in response to his challenge.

“Good, good, you need the resolve to be a good pokemon trainer,” he declared. His eyes lit up with false malicious light seeing the young trainer’s pokemon. Eureka, Marcus’s Reuniclus, glowed with psychic power. The Spidna surged forward in a teetering dance designed to confuse the enemy, or it would if Marcus wasn’t focused on defense.

“Eureka let’s blunt his attack with reflect,” The young Medium declared. “Ruuu,” echoed agreement from his gelatinous psychic pokemon. Screens of psychic power appeared and interposed themselves between the Spidna and Eureka. The punch from the opposing Pokemon passed through the screens of psychic energy and slowed down to a fraction of its speed before the fist hit the gelatinous skin of Eureka.

Eureka recoiled from the strike and floated away from it. The pokemon seemed unaffected by the strike from the Spidna, but the opponent landed the first punch. A gelatinous hand stretched out and dug into the road arresting its movement as its body glowed in an ominous psychic light. The light grew and flared around its body. “Eureka retaliate with expanding force,” Marcus shouted.

Psychic power coalesced underneath the Spidna into a rectangular outline underneath it. “Cleus,” Eureka shouted. The psychic power underneath the Spidna erupted underneath it causing superficial damage and making it seem more dramatic for the audience. “You still think you can defeat me,” Marcus crowed.
 
“GAH! It had so little affect!” One of the boys yelled out after witnessing the Spinda’s attack hardly do any damage to the gelatinous pokemon. The crowd was in awe of this rare and powerful pokemon, accompanied by an equally mysterious trainer. The pokemon trainer Marcus was facing gnashed their teeth as the futile efforts of their pokemon amounted to nothing.

“Stop it!” The trainer yelled, their eyes underneath the cap almost seemed to be watering, as bright as they were. A blonde strand of hair caught the wind underneath the cap and waved like a flag as the trainer balled their fists in anger. Marcus’ condescension was getting to his opponent.

Eureka’s attack indeed had a touch of dramatic flare, the psychic attack gathering underneath the Spinda who was entirely surprised. Flailing about as the superficial damage caught it, causing the pokemon to screech.

“Spiiiiiiiinnnnnndddaaasa!” The shriek pierced the crowd’s ears.

The trainer growled... a tear running down their cheek as they began to shake all over.
“Now I am angry!!!” The opponents voice was shrill. Some of the boys in the crowd laughed, almost certain this battle was a lost cause.

“Spinda.... if you can keep going... lets finish this.” The trainer spoke softly to their pokemon, the Spinda standing up and nodding with spiraled eyes.

“Lets do it then.... Spinda!!! Use copycat!!!!” It was a ferocious but high pitched command as the trainer pointed down the field. The Spinda glowing in psychic energy just like Eureka before the ground below the enemy pokemon glowed and released the same type of attack that was previously used against it.
 
Marcus watched the trainer and the audience cry out in disbelief at how little damage the attack caused, yet they also played into his theatrics. They were eating out of the palm of his hand. With the reflection up the Spidna wouldn’t deal much damage to Eureka throughout the battle. His opponent adapted and commanded it to use Copycat. The Medium smiled.

Psychic power gathered underneath Eureka exploded and enveloped it in a bright purple psionic energy. The energy died away revealing Eureka’s body torn up and bruised by the psychic explosion. Little clumps of gelatin flesh were missing from the pokemon giving it the appearance of suffering more damage than it suffered.

Eureka had sucked in some of the gelatin and with psychic power gave the appearance of serious damage. Marcus glowered at the young trainer and Spidna. “I’ll make you pay for your insolence,” he growled.

Eureka played up the damage moving slower as its button eyes glowed ominously with psychic power. “Let’s hit this Spidna with something that really hurts. Use psyshock,” Marcus commanded. Ominous glowing orbs of purple psychic energy coalesced around the dizzily dancing Spidna. The orbs of coalesced force hovered around the Spidna before slamming into the opposing pokemon. Eureka pulled this attack to and inflicted superficial damage yet again.
 
The psyshock sent the Spinda flying backwards, the trainer crying out loudly as the blast hit with a wave of dust from the cobblestone road. The Spinda fell back a few meters, a b cut up from the attack but to the Pokemon’s surprise, as well as the surprise of its trainer, still rose again to fight. The trainer held on to their cap, a bit more strands of blonde hair escaping from under it. Their eyes perplexed as to why they were not finished off yet.

“Whoa! That Spinda is still getting up!” One of the boys on the sidelines exclaimed, the other boys not as enthused that the outcast was beginning to win. Murmuring their discontent to eachother and wondering if this guy was even for real.

“Common guy don’t go easy on her...” the fat boy grumbled.

The Spinda stood to it’s feet, grunting as it dusted itself off, scrapes from being kicked back on the cobblestone but little more damage.

“No....” the trainer grunted, no more tears in her eyes as the fury began to build. With a dramatic flair Marcus’ opponent tossed aside their ball cap, a full head of long blonde hair catching the wind and falling out from under it. Before him a girl stood, eyes full of ferociousness and determination as she ordered her next attack.
“We are going to end this now!!! Hit them again Spinda!! Copy cat!”

The Spinda charged up, the purple orbs in turn gathering around Eureka.

“Lets show them! I am not going to be pushed around anymore!” Marcus’ opponent loudly declared as the attack gathered and struck on his Eureka.
 
Marcus looked surprised seeing the Spidna enduring the hit and still standing up on unsteady feet as it wobbled back and forth. His eyes narrowed and he ground his teeth at the continued persistence of the Spidna and her trainer. Marcus noticed the young woman’s changed demeanor as she became more and more determined to win. He felt pride seeing her taking charge and order for the same attack again.

His attention turned to the crowd. “Are you the ones fighting? No, then shut up,” he shot back. The Medium’s attention snapped back to the battle. The glowing orbs of force surrounded his Reuniclus and fired into him. More bruises and pieces of gelatinous flesh disappeared underneath the hail of psychic orbs. Dust and bits of cobblestone erupted from where Eureka floated. The dust began settling and revealed Eureka splayed face down on the ground. “Reeeeen,” it stuttered trying to get up, but it fell back to the ground defeated.

Marcus looked disgusted as he recalled Eureka back into his Pokeball. His gaze shifted between the young woman and the audience of boys. “If you thought I went easy on her then I’ll fight every one of you and pound you in the dust,” Marcus growled rather impotently since he lost the match.
 
The crowd’s collective jaws dropped, the faces of the young boys full of indignation that this girl could beat this mysterious psychic trainer. A few of the ones who had pushed her around originally seemed the least likely to accept it, even with Marcus’ bold words and promise to fight them. A few huffs and murmurs would confirm this, the crowd of boys mumbling to themselves as dirty looks were thrown the girl’s way.

“Yeah whatever...” the tubby boy spat on the ground before turning and motioning for the rest to follow. The gaggle of boys had enough of this spectacle, there was little intention to accept the girl in their ranks anyways. They made their way back to Aquacorde Town. The girl who stood opposite Marcus simply smiled, sticking out her tongue at the boys as they departed in an act of defiance.

“Yeah well... you all are losers anyways!” She piped on, taunting them as they walked away. She returned Spinda to her ball and gave the red and white orb a grin before returning it to her belt. She seemed a bit frazzled by the situation, but a renewed sense of confidence helped to cure that.

Walking up to Marcus timidly, the small framed girl barely saw eye to eye with his chest. Her blonde hair fell over her eyes as she struggled to make eye contact with him, her smile working to be more confident in the face of a defeated adversary.

“So... thanks for the battle.” She put a hand on her hip and spoke at a lower tone. “Pretty uh... cool pokemon you have?” Her eyes looked around at his belt of Pokeballs. Wondering if he indeed did let her win since he clearly had more.
 
Marcus thought for a moment about blowing his cover and schooling the slob about how to behave, but he held back. It was more important to give the young woman the confidence to stand up to her bullies. It brought a soft smile to his face seeing the blonde become assertive and telling off the crowd. The Medium turned halfway before catching sight of his opponent approaching with a bit of trepidation in her step.

He turned to face her a wry grin on his face as he ran a hand through his white hair. Marcus drew in a deep breath before sighing deeply. Marcus wondered if he should keep up the facade of a demented psychic trainer, but he decided to drop the act. The young woman defeated him after all.

“Eureka was a gift from my parents before they passed, and he’s been with me for a long time. He just needs a bit of time to recover and he’ll be as good as new,” he explained. His gaze followed her to his Pokeballs. “Anyways, you’re welcome to the fight. I’m glad it helped find who you are as a person and trainer,” he said with a smirk towards her.
 
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