Cade? Shonor? .... ConorxShade.
“For the last time…what level does Gyarados learn hyperbeam.”
I’m shivering facing the chalk board with a worn down piece of chalk in my hand. It’s been a few months since I convinced Shade to mentor me…..
“Are you stupid? How long could it possibly take you to come up with the answer!”
I scramble and scratch the number ‘41’ onto the chalkboard. Shade slowly gets up off of the desk he was sitting on. I can hear his footsteps approach me….each step driving fear into my heart.
I hold my breath as he stands quietly behind me, I covered my answer with my dusty hands from the chalk. I can feel his stubble next to my face as he eases his hand onto mine…
“I said to move your hand…”
I moved my hand to reveal what I had written on the board. He grabbed my hand with the chalk still in it and helps me to change the ‘1’ in my answer to a ‘4’. He pushes me against the board and starts to insult me more.
“You’re no good…what should I do with trash like you.”
He still has me pinned to the board…. I can feel his grip get tighter as his body comes closer to mine. I can feel all his frustrations with me press against my fanny… it’s as hard as a rock.
“You’re hurting my hand! I will do better, just…please! Give me another chance!”
Tears run down my face as I clench my fists in anger. I use all my strength to free myself from his hold….he’s so strong! He pulls me from the chalkboard to his desk and slams me onto my back. I try to kick but he is standing between my legs and he has my arms pinned.
I lock eyes with him….I can’t look away. His eyes of all things are kind…my tears stop..
He removed my pants and threw my pokeball holder and pokedex to the floor. His appetite grows as he pulls down my Team Rocket underpants… I use my hands to shield myself as he undresses himself. It’s the only thing I could manage to make myself do…. I felt like I could not move otherwise.
“Please.....don’t! I’ve never done this before...”
LIKE A HERD OF STAMPEDING TAUROS, HE THRUSTS INTO ME. I SHAKE LIKE THE LEAVES ON A MERRY EXCEGGUTOR. BACK AND FORTH BACK AND FORTH LIKE THE STEADY WAVES ON THE SHORE OF DEWFORD CITY.
I PRAY FOR HIS RELEASE.
-Conor blacks out-












