Pokemon Extermination Part #1

"The Pokémon world has fallen into Anarchy. Two months ago a disease had spread world wide to all Pokémon, causing them to be aggressive and violent to only humans. Pokémon have begun devouring humans, or those who are lucky are forced to be bredders for the Pokémon. Trainers were afraid to release their Pokémon’s, and the issue has gone world wide, and it all started at a park Officer Jenny was working at, where a Bulbasaur ate a family. And then Officer Jenny was radio silent, it’s been three months now and about 25% of the world had been devoured, and 37% had become mates. Governments closed borders, and everywhere was on high alert…You were not so lucky, because your government collapsed just last week and have been surviving on your own. Barricaded in your apartment, your neighbor had two Lucario’s and had been eaten by them last week during the collapse, you still hear them, trying to break down the wall into your apartment. Not knowing if they’ll eat you or make you their mate."

"You feel a rush of adrenaline as you step out into the dark, eerie hallway. Every sound makes you jump and you can't help but feel like you're being watched. You brace yourself as you make your way down the hall, your weapon at the ready."

"As you make your way through the hallway, you hear shuffling and growling sounds emerging from the empty rooms. Suddenly, a group of wild, feral-looking Pikachu rushes towards you, their eyes glowing red with bloodlust. You raise your spear and shield as they close in on you."

"You can feel your heart racing as you charge towards them, the adrenaline surging through your veins. You plunge your spear into one of the Pikachu's chest, it squeals in pain before collapsing to the ground, motionless. The other Pikachu attack you, biting and scratching, but you manage to shake them off and fend them off with your shield."

*Your senses are heightened, and you feel like you're in a trance as you fight against the horde of unrelenting Pikachu. In this anarchy-filled world, it seems like it's kill or be

"As you charge towards the two Lucario's, they both let out an angry growl, clearly agitated by your presence. You swiftly kick one of them in the chest, sending it staggering backwards. The other one lunges towards you, but you manage to dodge its attack, using your shield to deflect its blows."

"Suddenly, the tables turn and one of the Lucario's manages to grab hold of your shield with its sharp teeth. It bites down hard, shattering your shield and leaving you momentarily defenseless. But you quickly regain your composure and grab hold of your spear with both hands. You stab the Lucario through the head, killing it instantly. The other Lucario looks at you fearfully before fleeing the room."

*You stand there for a moment, panting heavily and your adrenaline slowly wearing off. Your apartment is silent yet again

"The Lucario let out a pained yelp as your spear pierces through it, impaling it to the wall. It struggles weakly, its eyes growing dimmer by the second. You walk up to it, and with a quick motion, snap its neck to end its misery."

"You step back to observe your handiwork, feeling a sense of satisfaction washing over you. But your satisfaction is short-lived, as you're reminded of the grim reality of your world and the fact that you're constantly fighting for survival."

"You turn around and begin to walk away, ready to move on with whatever challenges come next. You are determined to survive in this world of anarchy and never let your guard down."

"As you make your way through the ruined streets, you navigate yourself around piles of debris and the bodies of both humans and Pokémon alike. You can't help but feel a sense of despair as you bear witness to the destruction that this disease has caused."

"You soon come across a group of survivors huddled together around a fire. They look up as you approach, warily eyeing your combat gear. But as soon as they see the determination in your eyes, they sigh with relief."

"Welcome, stranger. You look like you've seen some shit," one of them says.

"Yeah, you can say that again," you reply wearily.

"Got any supplies or weapons you can spare?"

"Not much," you reply, "But I can help protect you from any of those damn Pokémon."

The group nods in agreement, grateful for your offer of protection. You

"We're from all over, really," one of the survivors pipes up. "We banded together after our homes and families were destroyed."

As for weapons, we've been scavenging and making crude weapons out of whatever we could find. We've also been sticking together and watching each other's backs, so we're able to fend off most of the aggressive Pokemon when they come our way."

One of the survivors, a young girl no older than ten, tugs at your sleeve. "Mister, do you have any food?"

You reach into your backpack and pull out a few rations. "Here, take these."

The girl's face lights up with gratitude as she eagerly takes the food. The rest of the group looks at you in awe, clearly impressed by your generosity.

"Thank you," one of them says. "We don't come across

"Well, we wish you luck in your mission," one of the survivors says. "Be careful out there. And if you ever need our help, just give us a shout."

With that, the group disperses, each member heading back to their respective hiding places. You watch them disappear into the darkness, before turning your attention back to the task at hand.

You continue to scour the area, battling and killing any aggressive Pokémon you come across. With every kill, you feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that you are doing your part to rid the world of these monsters.

As the day turns into night, you find yourself growing tired and hungry. You decide to take a break and find a safe place to rest for the night. As you settle down, you can't help but reflect on the events of the day and the challenges that lay ahead. But for now

The survivors look back at you in alarm and fear, but upon seeing your determined expression, they nod and take off running, leaving you to face the horde of aggressive Pokémon.

With a fierce battle cry, you charge towards the Pokemon, spear in hand. You dodge and parry their attacks with ease, your agile movements and quick reflexes allowing you to easily outmaneuver them.

The Pokémon growl and snap at you, their bloodlust driving them to attack relentlessly. But you remain focused and determined, knowing that the survival of these survivors depends on your success.

You continue to fight and battle the Pokémon until finally, you manage to beat them back. The horde retreats, their instincts kicking in as they realize the odds are no longer in their favor.

Panting, you turn to the survivors. "Are you all okay?" you ask,

The survivor, a middle-aged man with a grizzled beard, looks at you with concern in his eyes. "Are you crazy? You can't just go charging after them like that. You could get yourself killed."

You shrug off his concern. "I'll be fine," you say confidently. "It's not the first time I've battled a horde of aggressive Pokémon."

The man shakes his head. "I'm not talking about the Pokémon. I'm talking about the people who are left behind. The ones who didn't make it out. They're the real danger now."

You pause, considering his words. He's right, of course. With society collapsed and no law enforcement to speak of, there's bound to be some unsavory characters out there taking advantage of the chaos.

"Alright," you say finally. "I'll be

The man looks at you incredulously. "I'm not doubting your abilities, but solo missions like that can be dangerous. You should at least consider teaming up with others."

You shrug it off. "I work better alone," you say. "But I appreciate the offer."

As for your question, the man shrugs. "Can't say I have. Most of the bigger, more powerful Pokémon are the first to turn aggressive. They're best avoided if possible."

You nod, taking his advice to heart. "Thanks for the information," you say, before heading off towards the direction the Pokémon had run off to.

You rush towards the park, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought of finally facing some stronger Pokémon. As you arrive, you see several large and powerful creatures, including a Charizard and Blastoise, among them.

Without hesitation, you charge towards them, brandishing your spear. The Pokémon snarl and snap at you, but you're too quick for them, dodging and weaving between their attacks with ease.

Your strikes are true and precise, and you manage to take down one Pokémon after another, their bodies falling lifeless to the ground. But as the battle continues, you start to feel a sense of unease creeping up on you.

These Pokémon were once loyal companions to trainers, but now they've been twisted into aggressive beasts. For a moment, you pause, questioning the morality of what you're doing.

But then you push those thoughts aside,

You look down at the carnage you've wrought with a mixture of satisfaction and regret. You know that these Pokémon were once loved and cherished by trainers, and it pains you to see them reduced to mindless killing machines.

But at the same time, you know that you had no choice but to fight back. In this new world, survival is the only thing that matters.

You wipe the blood off your spear and shield, feeling a sense of weariness wash over you. The constant fight for survival is beginning to take its toll.

You take a deep breath and steel yourself for whatever challenges lie ahead, knowing that you'll do whatever it takes to survive and protect those who still remain.

As you approach the Pokemon Stadium, you can see signs of violence and chaos everywhere. The once pristine buildings are now in ruins, and there are piles of rubble and debris scattered along the streets. Some of the buildings have been reduced to ashes and charred remains, likely the result of Pokémon attacks.

You spot a large, dark building on the outskirts of the stadium. It looks menacing, with jagged spikes adorning its walls and a thick, foreboding aura surrounding it.

You've heard rumors of what goes on in there - that the Pokemon have created nests where they capture humans and force them to breed with each other and with the Pokemon themselves. It's a disturbing thought, and one that fills you with a mix of disgust and anger.

Without hesitation, you approach the entrance to the building, your spear at the ready. You kick open the door and b

As you enter the Pokemon nest, the sights you behold are vile and disgusting. You see many individuals, both male and female, being forced to breed with each other and with the Pokémon. The scene is chaotic, and screams of pleasure and pain can be heard from all around.

You dash into the fray, your spear held high. The confused and bewildered Pokémon barely have a chance to react before you strike them down mercilessly. It's clear that they were completely unprepared for your sudden assault and you are able to slaughter many of them before they have a chance to retaliate.

The human captives, now freed from the perverse control of the Pokémon, look at you with a mixture of fear and gratitude. They thank you profusely for saving them and offer to join you as you continue on your journey.

Will you accept their offer and have help on your

With a determined look on your face, you help the human captives out of the depraved nest. They look at you with a mix of awe and fear, grateful to have been rescued but still unsure of what to make of you.

You lead the group out of the nest and into the streets, guiding them towards the west where you've heard there's a military safe zone.

The journey is difficult, with other rogue Pokemon and desperate humans attacking you at every turn. But despite the challenges, you never give up hope, and you never abandon your mission to protect those who need it.

Eventually, after many long days of travel, you finally reach the safe zone. The military takes care of the human captives, nursing them back to health and giving them a new life in the safety of the fortified zone.

With a sense of relief, you bid them farewell,

The soldiers who stopped you look at you with respect and gratitude, clearly impressed by your bravery in the face of such overwhelming danger.

"Excuse me, sir," one of them says, saluting you. "We were just hoping to get a debriefing from you on your recent mission. We've heard rumors that you've been single-handedly taking down Pokemon nests and rescuing human captives."

"Yes, that's correct," you reply, looking each of the soldiers in the eye. "I've been doing what I can to help protect those who can't protect themselves. The world may be overrun with Pokemon, but that doesn't mean we should give up hope."

The soldiers nod in agreement, impressed by your courage and determination. They ask you more questions about your tactics and experiences as you recount some of the battles you faced along the way.

By the

After giving the soldiers a detailed account of your recent mission, they offer to resupply you with anything you might need for your travels. You gratefully accept their offer, and they provide you with weapons, food, and other essential supplies for your journey.

As you leave the safety of the military base, you can feel your sense of purpose reinvigorated. The city around you may be overrun with aggressive and violent Pokemon, but you know that you cannot give up the fight.

You set out once again, determined to protect the innocent and rid the world of the vile creatures that threaten them.

The road ahead will be dangerous and fraught with peril, but you are prepared for whatever lies ahead. With your newfound strength and resolve, you will do whatever it takes to keep fighting, no matter what the cost.

As time goes on, your legend as a fierce protector of humanity grows stronger and more widespread. The people you rescue come to think of you as their savior, and they spread tales of your bravery and heroism throughout the land.

Your name becomes something of a legend among the survivors, and many begin to believe that you are some kind of avenging angel, sent from the heavens to save them from the horrors of the Pokemon-infested world.

As you continue on your missions, people begin to look up to you with a mixture of admiration and fear. They see you as an almost supernatural force for good, someone who is not only strong and capable, but also fiercely determined to protect those in need.

And although you don't seek out this kind of attention, you can't help but feel a sense of pride in what you've accomplished. You know that there

With your guidance and assistance, the military finally manages to take back the city from the Pokemon that had overrun it. Though the fighting is intense and many lives are lost, you manage to lead the soldiers to victory and free the remaining humans who were trapped there.

After the battle is won, you roam the city, feeling a sense of satisfaction and relief that it is finally free from the horrors that once plagued it. You can feel the stares of the Pokemon lurking in the shadows, can sense their fear of you, and it gives you a sense of power and control over the situation.

In the coming weeks, you work with the military to fortify the city and create a safe zone for the surviving humans. You continue to hunt down any remaining Pokemon nests and protect the people who have come to rely on you for their survival.

As time goes on, the world begins to

As the city is fortified and becomes more secure, the government and military begin to focus on reestablishing a foothold in the region. They reach out to you and ask you to meet with their officials at the capital to discuss your experiences and insights.

Feeling a sense of responsibility to the people you've saved, you agree to attend the meeting. You travel to the capital, accompanied by a small contingent of soldiers who have come to rely on you for your tactical expertise.

At the meeting, you recount your experiences in the city and share your thoughts on how to reestablish order in the region. You offer your insights and suggestions, drawing on your extensive experience and hard-won knowledge.

The government officials are impressed by your knowledge and expertise, and they listen attentively as you speak. They take your words seriously and begin to implement some of your suggestions, working tirelessly

After the continent is mostly safe and the government and military are actively working to clean it up, you feel a sense of accomplishment. You've helped save countless lives and played a pivotal role in restoring order to the region.

But you also recognize that your work is not done. There are still other continents and regions that have been ravaged by the Pokemon plague and are still in desperate need of assistance.

With renewed determination and vigor, you depart for the next continent, ready to continue your quest to rid the world of the aggressive and violent Pokemon. Your reputation precedes you, and people have already heard of your heroism and bravery. But you choose not to let any of it get to your head, remaining steadfast in your resolve to protect those in need.

As you journey towards your next destination, your mind is filled with thoughts of what the future holds. You know that

As you board the boat leaving for the next continent, some people are shocked to see you get on board. They recognize you from your reputation as the fierce protector of humanity, and they whisper excitedly amongst themselves.

But you approach them with a warm smile and a reassuring tone, telling them not to be alarmed. You explain that you're just traveling to the next continent to continue your work, and reassure them that they will be safe in your presence.

The people nod anxiously, reassured by your words. They lead you to your room on the boat, thanking you for your service and wishing you luck on your journey.

As the boat departs, you stand at the bow, watching as the shores of the previous continent disappear into the distance. You feel a sense of eagerness and excitement as you contemplate what awaits you in the next landmass.