Lola Stuart Memorial Hospital, located in Pewtit City.
It was just after 0030 when Marco and the others rushed into the door of the emergency entrance. The lone Nursejoy sitting at the reception desk slammed the emergency button when she caught site of the Buzzbreast cocoons. Instantly the hallway was filled with nurses and stretchers to ferry the victims away. A human nurse whose name tag read as M. Hawck approached Marco while he stood in the waiting area with the rest of his girls.
"Excuse me sir, I have some questions to ask you. But first I need you to return your girls while in the lobby."
"That's fine, Kelly, Selena, Lily, you did great work today sorry to bother you on your off time. Return to base and I'll contact you with an update tomorrow evening." After he finished speaking he returned everyone from the harem except Henrietta to their pokéballs.
"It's always a pleasure to assist you colonel. Good luck tomorrow." Selena bowed then teleported out. Kelly gave him a hug then grabbed Lily's hand and teleported away.
"Sorry, you said you had some questions?"
"Yes, I need your name and status with the league for the police report." She took a seat in one of the chairs and motioned for him to do the same before pulling out her clipboard tablet.
"Sure, Marco Readman, currently a tamer..." He noted the look she gave him and dismissed it as something he was going to have to get used to. "This is Henrietta my acting Alpha."
"Okay, how, when, and where did you find these Buzzqueen victims? Also if you know how long they may have been in the cocoons it would be a great help."
"I received a report of a Buzzbreast colony in Viridick Forest as we were traveling through it to come here. We managed to stumble across said colony and after killing quite a few dozen pokégirls fought our way inside. We made a deal with the queen who said that they had been in the cocoons for eleven days and counting..."
"Wait, you made a deal with the queen and she let you go?" Her eyebrows rose higher in disbelief.
"Yep, I have the whole thing recorded on my pokédex. Anyway, after that we teleported directly here. It hasn't even been ten minutes since we left there."
"Personal question Mr. Readman, if you could teleport here then why travel through the forest?"
"I had two new pokégirls who needed more endurance training, and I also wanted to look into the colony."
Her level of skepticism was reaching its peak with this tamer and she just wanted to get the rest of the information and leave him. "Uh huh, last thing. Where will you be staying while in the city, in the event the police need to ask you more questions."
"A hotel, one that's closest to a pokécenter, that's closest to the gym. Unless you have some suggestions?"
"The Pewtit Rock Hard Hotel should suit your needs then. Thank you for your time, we have your information if something comes up, and welcome back to Pewtit City." Before Marco could get a thank you out the nurse had retreated behind a set of doors marked as personnel only.
"I get the feeling that she didn't like me."
"Even with you holding back details your story would be hard to believe, good thing you have the video proof of your good deed." Henrietta pulled her hair tie off from her ponytail and let it fall freely for a change. When she looked up Marco was already holding the door open for her so they could leave.
"You say that, but I'm sure the police will have questions for us before we leave this place. Care to teleport us to that pokécenter?" He hardly felt her hand touch his before they appeared in front of the center. "Guess not."
"Anything for you, are we going to pick up on our lessons from last night?" Her head rested lightly on his shoulder as they walked along the sidewalk towards the hotel.
"As much as I would enjoy that it's Chesra's night to be with me."
"I would like to be mad but I know how she feels, and if anyone from the unit deserves some quality time with you it's her."
"Right, I'll get two rooms so you and the others can be out of your balls but don't have to listen to us."
"You could do that or I can take Carrie and Ashley back to the base where we can have a nice long bath then review the colony fight with the others."
"That sounds like a plan, just don't stay up too long. I want to try and get to the gym before there is a line."
The two of them walked hand in the direction of the hotel, during the walk Marco could feel his pokédex vibrate on occasion. Normally this would happen after he walked by a younger person either leaning against a wall or sitting on a bench. They would quickly make eye contact the go back to whatever it was they were doing. Between the combination of his age, build, and the fact that all of his information aside from his name was locked, no one wanted to bother with him. It was just as well, it had been a long day and he didn't need more of a headache. They finally reached Rock Hard hotel, at the front entrance stood two giant statues of an OfficerJenny and Nursejoy, the placard underneath both reading [Donated By Brock Stuart].
An older gentleman greeted them and opened the door as they approached. The inside was far more elegant than would be expected with the name Rock Hard, but was equally fitting. Various marble statues of rock-type pokégirls lined the walls of the lobby but the center piece, a crystal fountain with a scale Onyx sitting on the edge with her feet in the water, was breath taking. The placard at the base of the fountain read [Megan, Donated By Brock Stuart]
"If the man made this himself then I am quite impressed. If nothing else he has good taste in art." Henrietta remarked as she leaned forward to take a closer look.
A dark skinned man with narrow eyes approached them from the desk, being followed closely by an OfficerJenny "It's always nice to be appreciated my dear. Welcome to Pewtit City."
"It take it you're Mr. Stuart, it is a lovely piece." Henrietta bow politely as she noted the mild irritation coming from the Jenny.
"Maybe, but not as lovely as the one admiring it (smack) oww, this is Jasmine a member of my harem. Excuse my manners; please call me Brock, who is your friends there?"
"My tamer, Marco Readman, I'm Henrietta a CalamityJane."
"You're a pokégirl? Yep it figures, sir you must stop hitting on other tamers pokégirls. Please excuse him Mr. Readman it's one of his bad habits."
"So far all I know is that we both have great taste in our women. Marco Readman, but Marco is fine, it's a pleasure." He shook hands with Brock then took Jasmines hand and gave it a kiss as she blushed, then turned away when her PDA went off.
"Since when did you become charming?" Henrietta slapped him in mock irritation.
"I see we both have our lovely burdens to bear. So what brings your two into the city?"
"Wait you said Marco Readman right, I guess that saves us the trouble of having to try and find you. You're the one who brought in all the Buzzbreast cocoons right?"
"Word travels fast I see, yes that was us. Is there some kind of problem?"
"No sir, I just got the page about the incident. We try to keep everyone in the loop as much as possible. The victims are recovering rapidly and are in the clear. So if you don't mind, why are you in town?"
"I plan on challenging for a gym badge tomorrow. And here I run into the Gym Leader Mr. Stuart."
"Oh, well this is one of the more surprising ways I have met an opponent. It sounds like you’ve had a long day and are in for an even longer one tomorrow. You should get some rest and I'll schedule you for a noon battle, how does that sound?"
"Thanks Brock, we could use the rest. I'll be sure to try and treat you to a good fight."
Brock placed his arm around Jasmine’s waist as they began to walk off. "I'm sure you will, have a good evening."
The two of them waved goodbye then got their room key cards. Marco had selected a high rise suite just for the special occasion. They continued their conversation as they rode the elevator to the fifth floor. "Nice guy, it's a shame you have to beat him tomorrow."
"If I were a more jealous man I wouldn't feel bad about it either."
"I'll be sure to remember that the next time someone starts hitting on me." She poked him in the side then snagged her pokéball.
"Don't be like that, you're far too important to me. All of you are."
"I know, but I have to give you a hard time to keep you humble. Once you get settled in I'll take the others with me, then you can fuck Chesra like she deserves to be for all her hard work."
He shook his head in exasperated disbelief. "Could you have come up with a more raunchy way to say that?"
"Yeah, but I don't want you getting a big head... too late." She chuckled and exited the elevator then opened the door to the room. From the large windows the clear night sky was displayed in all its glory. "What a sight, I almost want to stay. Oh well, while we're back at the base I'll have them go over some information on Brock. They can be better premumph..." She was cut off as Marco pulled her into a passionate embrace and kiss lifting her off the ground and pressing them both against the stone pillar that set in the center of the room. Henrietta's eyes fluttered shut and for a brief moment her brain stopped functioning, slowly he brought her back down and released her. "No complaint, just why?"
"A job well done, for understanding, and for thinking ahead."
"You try that again and I won't leave. Give me their balls so I can go." This time she actually was frustrated, that had felt far too right to want to leave. Marco handed her the other two pokéballs then watched her step out onto the balcony and teleport away. He figured she would make him pay for that later but it was worth it. He then toggled Chesra's pokéball, releasing the Armsmistress into the room.
"Is everything ok Master?" She blinked looking around the room; it was unexpected to appear in such a luxurious place. "Where are the others?"
"Henrietta took them back to the office; it's just the two of us tonight." He barely managed to hide his surprise at the look on her face. For Chesra, the strongest and boldest of his pokégirls, she looked absolutely shy and uncertain. It was a new experience for both of them but they would work through it together. "Unless you don't want to..."
"Master, I've waited for this day since I first learned your name, and vowed never to speak it until you and I were together. After tonight I can speak your name proudly. Everything I am, you made of me, and anything you ask will be done. That is my new vow."
"Oh Chesra, I must apologies for putting you through all that. But you're wrong, we made each other." He smiled at the confused look on her face and eased around behind her to begin undoing the latches of her armor. "If it weren't for your hard work, if you didn't believe in me, none of this would have been possible. I can never take full credit for Avalanche. It's our creation together." As he spoke and continued unfastening her armor a sudden strange sensation washed over them both, but just as quickly as it had come it was gone through lingering faintly. "Um... did you feel that?"
She didn't answer, instead releasing the last latch to her chest piece and pulling it away to set it on the ground. Her nipples stood erect and visible through the indigo shirt she wore underneath, the pale skin finally getting fresh air had goose bumps from her increasing excitement. Before she could reach for the latch to her pants Marco’s hands had beat her there, dipping under the reinforced hem to stroke at her growing arousal and causing her to spasm against his touch. Marco had touched her many times before, even kissed her on occasion, but never with as much passion as he was doing now and it was making her head spin. They both felt the lingering feeling intensify as he pressed his lips to her neck, kissing and sucking hungrily.
"... Marco." Came out in a low whisper as she leaned back against his chest. Her tungsten carbide-plated pants dropped to the ground with a heave thud, leaving her free to step out of them.
He'd never seen her look so uncertain before, while clad in only her shirt and panties of the same color. "My Armsmistress, my reason for being. Come to me Chesra."
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The morning found the two of them lying in the harem master size bed together. Though she did trust Marco implicitly with her life she couldn't find herself able to be completely unarmored. After their many sessions of love making she had reentered her pants but left her matching armored chest piece and arm guards off. He idly played with her short red hair as she snored lightly, her torso resting between his legs. A soft knocking came from the door before it cracked open. Henrietta slowly peeked her head inside to see if it was ok to enter. She was just barely able to stifle an ‘awe’ when she laid eyes on the two of them. It was the first time she'd ever seen Chesra in such a peaceful state and almost hated to bring an end to it.
"It smells like you two had quite the night in here. Ahh, the aroma of sex in the morning." She teased from the door way.
"Be nice, I still have the video of your performance the other night. Oh how you moan when you're having a good time." Marco's statement had completely taken the wind out of her sails.
"You... You're joking right?"
"Yeah I'm joking."
With a yawn and a snuggle deeper into his lap Chesra made it known that she was in fact awake. "That's too bad; one would almost pay to see that. Of course most of my attention would be on mast... Marco." She jammed her fist into her eye, rubbing the sleep away to acknowledge Henrietta’s presence.
"So it's Marco now? I guess he did learn something from our time together."
"If you taught him anything, then yes I thank you. But I feel different now, empowered I would say. Just by being in his presence."
"Trust me Chesra the honor was all mine. But that's enough about that, let's get dressed, get fed, then we head to the gym."
"It’s 9am, your match isn't until noon. No need to rush either, I already went to the gym so we can teleport there."
"Oh, very good then. I'm going to get cleaned up and ow, damn it!" Marco had rolled out of bed and hit his foot against Chesra's chest armor. "Still not sure how you walk around in that stuff as light as you are. Let the others out, order room service, and please make sure Carrie eats something." He limped away slowly into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
Henrietta took a seat and started on her hair, it was finally dry from her bath and needed to be put back into its braid. She was just about to release Carrie when she caught a look at the surprised and worried expression on Chesra's face. "What's wrong, you look happy... and disturbed all at the same time."
Her eyes lifted from gazing in awe at her armor, then her foot. "I think I may have felt that..."
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It was just after 1030 when they arrived at the Pewtit City Gym. Marco had insisted on walking to burn off the pounds he was sure he gained from his third stack of pancakes and had decided to let Ashley be his escort along the way. She was just happy to be in the private company of Marco for a change. Even though Marco and Henrietta had both selected her she didn't feel like she belonged to the group, so it was nice to see he trusted her enough to be alone with him. Over the course of the night Henrietta, Carrie, and herself had reviewed videos of battles between Brock and other tamers. It was a fair assumption that she wouldn't get used during the battle verses a rock tamer. No matter how much her rock-type sister said her attacks hurt.
The lobby of the gym was rather busy. Tamers were sitting on benches along the walls and a few of them also had a pokégirl out, the line for registration wasn't as long as Marco would have expected though. He didn't pay any attention to the snickers and low brow comments about having a Peekabu with him. Ashley could destroy most of the pokégirls in the room without breaking a sweat. The water pokégirls would fall quickly enough and even though their were grass-types the electricity that she generated was too much for them to handle.
Fifteen minutes of standing around finally found Marco and Ashley at the front of the line for registration. The fresh faced teen girl with the trainee badge sitting behind the desk looked absolutely exhausted; there was no reason to have that many people coming in to register for gym battles at the same time and it was only her second day. “Good morning sir, are you here to battle for a gym badge?”
“Yes Miss., I ran into Mr. Stuart yesterday evening and he said he would register me for a battle with him at noon. The name is Marco Readman.”
The young girl’s eye twitched slightly, it had been a rough morning as it was; now this old guy comes in claiming to have a preregistered battle. She was relieved when Jasmine entered from the outdoor arena, she’d get to the bottom of this. She motioned for the Jenny to come over and assist. It took her by surprise when the OfficerJenny greeted the older tamer with an unusual smile.
“Good morning Mr. Readman, you’re early, the match isn’t set to start for another hour and a half. But you’re welcome to watch our assistants fight.” The officer was in a good mood to say the least, she and Brock had enjoyed a good nights taming after she faked being mad at him. “Please come this way. I do have some questions for you though, so I’ll try and make it quick.”
The three of them exited though the same door she had entered and walked along the stone path to a set of bleachers. “So what can I do for you?” He took a seat and looked across the multiple fields; each had a battle in progress. Young tamers attempting to gain their Heart of Stone badges against the veteran fighters of the gym, and most didn’t look to be doing all that well.
“We tried to pull up your file and there were some irregularities, then in the police record there was note of an incident in Celaboner with a Penance. It was indicated that she was remanded to your custody, is she doing well?”
That was unexpected; it had been over a month since that happened, if there was any kind problem they should have gotten back to him by then. “She’s fine; as a matter of fact she is with me today. Is there a problem?”
“No Sir. I heard about the story, and saw the evidence against the suspect. The punishment he got was too lenient for what he did, but I guess that’s why I’m not a judge."
"I bet the league would be a safer place if you were, but then Brock would be robbed of your beauty." The mild shock he received from Ashley reminded him that he was being overly flirtatious and had forgotten to introduce her. "This is Ashley, the Peekabu I picked up in Celaboner, she’s going to be fighting today. By the way what are the normal battle rules for the gym?"
"Marco, I didn't expect to see you here so early. The rules are standard battle rules, weapons are allowed, no firearms unless the pokégirl can manifest it on her own, first to three wins, in the event of a tie it goes to a judge’s decision... oh yeah, no substitutions." Brock had stated while he toweled off his head. As the Gym Leader he required everyone to be in excellent physical condition, and that included himself too. "And I see you have yet another beauty, what's your name?"
"Finally some appreciation, I'm Ashley but you can call me Ashe."
"Huh, it's going to be a long day." It wasn't every day that a tamer brought an Electric-type to his rock gym, the fact that the Peekabu's name was similar to that of his friend and traveling partner was strange enough. But the resemblance the two pokégirls shared was just eerie. Jasmine had been talking while the thoughts ran through his head and he wasn't paying her any attention. "Sorry, I kind of blanked out for a sec. What were you saying?"
"I said that your first challenger is waiting. Marco if you would like you can watch the battle, or you can go to the locker-room to prepare."
"I'll go to the locker-room; we have some things to go over before the match. I'll see you on the field, come along Ashe." The two of them stood and walked off to the building marked lockers leaving Brock and Jasmine in the stands.
"You looked a bit lost there, is something bothering you?" Jasmine had maneuvered her way around and started rubbing his neck.
"No, just a feeling of nostalgia. You on the other hand seem to be concerned. Is there something about him you don't like?"
"No, not off hand. I've read the reports that he's mentioned in and there are a lot of inconsistencies." Brock nodded for her to continue and turned around to give his undivided attention. "The record says that he picked up his starter three days after he got his tamers license but on the date of the incident with the Penance in Celaboner he was reported to already have two pokégirls."
"What incident?" Brock asked as his interest was peaked.
In a quick motion she slapped her hand over her mouth. "I didn't mention that, anyway then we have the incident last night. The report said that there were six girls with him and over two dozen Buzzbreast in pokéballs. I guess it's possible to accomplish that... just keep on your toes during your match. Would you like a list of the pokégirl breeds he carries?"
"No, I've already seen two of his girls I think that's enough of an advantage."
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It had been just over a half an hour that Marco and his harem had been in the locker-room. There were a few other tamers around but none of them really paid him much attention. There wasn't much of a strategy to come up with, he trained alongside them every step of the way and knew they made good decisions in battle. He did have to reinforce not killing just to be sure they understood, maiming was fine since it can be healed but not killing. Suddenly the door leading to the field was kicked open, then a heavyset tamer stomped in dragging a pokégirl on a leash behind him. Once the doors had closed he grabbed her by her collar and threw her face first into a locker. In a flash Marco had his pokédex out to record the situation and ID the pokégirl. The pokédex beeped and registered her as a Nogitsune.
"You ignorant bitch, how could you let that happen?" With a sharp crack he slapped her across the face causing her lip to bleed and leaving a cut on her forehead where she contacted the ridged locker. "You have enhanced speed, hell you can teleport, why the fuck didn't you teleport." He smacked her again, knocking her to the ground.
"Master... you told me to stand my ground; I was only doing as you commanded." Her head dropped as he struck her again, her pudgy tamers face turning fury red. "Pleas... please... don't hit me." She sobbed and attempted to shield herself.
“Don’t you dare cry now, you wanted my attention and now you’ve got it.”
Marco and his group had seen the whole thing and watched in silence. It really wasn't his business to stop what was happening and all his girls knew it, all except for one. Fury burned in the pokégirls glowing blue eyes as she stood up and was authoritatively yanked back down. The fire was put out when she traced the hand back to its origin and to Marco, then cried as he shook his head 'no'. The sound of the girl being assaulted behind her was drowned out when Marco ruffled her hair then stood up.
He approached the angry tamer and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. "Hey buddy, I think that's enough. It sounds like either it was a mistake, a misunderstanding, or a bad call. No matter what you need to calm down."
"And you need to get the fuck out of my face, or I'll kick your ass." In a fit he shoved Marco backwards. Carrie and Ashley were up and heading over until the sound of Chesra clearing her throat stopped them. "What, are those bitches too afraid to come over here because they know I'll kick your ass, or do you need then to fight your battles for you?"
Marco’s irritation was downplayed by the smirk he had plastered across his face. "Those two are new, but would defend me with their lives. She, who knows better, reminded them that I can take care of myself." He took a seat on the bench next to a locker and folded his arms. "Trust me when I say you're far too young to pose a threat to me, but if you insist on a fight we can settle this in a pokégirl battle."
"A salvage battle, I win I get one of your pokégirls."
"Well since you picked the picked the battle type I pick the condition. One on one battle, you battle with whatever pokégirl you want. Winner picks the girl that he wants from the opponents harem. I have a gym badge to win so our fight will be right after."
“Fine whatever, after you get your ass handed to you once I’ll come back and beat you a second time. Better take the time to say good-bye, cause one of those bitches will belong to me.” The tamer yanked the leash roughly forcing the Nogitsune to hit her face on the bench in front of her. “You have a good selection; I always was partial to the color red.” With a barking laugh and another yank he exited the locker-room.
Before Marco could make it back to his girls the intercom jingle sounded off. ‘Attention Attention, Tamer Marco Readman, Report to the Gym Leader Battle Area.’ “Typhonna be damned, I just want one thing to happen the way it’s supposed to. Okay ladies first we fight Brock, and then we beat fat boy. Ashley you’re up first. Give it everything you got.”
“And then some more, sir!” The Peekabu sprung to her feet with renewed vigor. Being able to use her preferred weapons was going to be a great help in taking on the rock types.
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Alpha- Kelly- Duelist |
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Delta |
Echo |
Indigo |
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Beta- Chesra- Armsmistress |
Beta- Henrietta- CalamityJane |
Beta- Mina- Kunoichi |
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Emaline- FireMaiden |
Field Beta Selena- Caphoochie |
Renae- IceMaiden |
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Arianna- War Hound |
Alexis- Cherub |
Isabella- Mecha Musume |
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Kim- Bombshell |
Rebecca- Smokey |
Zianna- Lupina |
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Nikki- SexSlash |
Lily- Gloomy |
Leona- Lamia |
Harem
Chesra- Co-Alpha
Henrietta- Co-Alpha
Carrie- Penance
Ashley- Peekabu