"I'm home!" Angel said with the voice of an angel.
"Finally!" Odin said as he stood up from his seat. Where he was busy sleeping. He had both his legs on the table as he was enjoying a nap
"Took you long enough" he continued, as he approached Angel carrying the heavy groceries bags. That was clearly too heavy for her, as it was apparent that she was struggling with it, and even had Koffing below the grocery bag, to help with the weight.
Odin grabbed the bags from her struggling hands with what seemed to be no effort whats so ever.
He carried the bags to the kitchen as he excitedly opened them to see what she bought "oeehhh, so let's see what you got!".
Angel hearing this, happily walked towards Odin to enthusiastically explain every item for this dimwit who probably wouldn't even know what a sunkern seed is.
She meticulously picked every item and sorted them neatly. "This is a Tauros Beef and this is a Cloyster chowder." She paused at a certain item before continuing " Ah and this a Spoink Ribs, it's apparently really good, I never tried one though... well first time for everything" Angel said, her voice melodic as she happily chimed
Odin during this entire process, had his arm wrapped around her shoulder, his hand back on his favorite spot, her breast.
Angel didn't mind, she actually quite enjoyed his touch. Especially after being touched by that disgusting biker, she realized, she much prefers Odin's touch. And would prefer to keep it that way.
Odin after coping as nice tight feel. Begin bombarding her with questions that only made Angel even more sure that this dude either grew up in a basement or lived a horrible sheltered life filled with misery.
"Tauros beef?, Exeggcute salad? Torchic nuggets?" Odin said, voice filled with confusion.
"Yeah what's so weird about it?" Angel replied back, confused at his confusion.
"Are all the food here named after Pokémon or something?, Don't you guys have normal animal food?" Odin said.
"Animal food? You mean just Pokémon?" Angel replied, her confusion more apparent.
"No.. I mean like, take that Torchic nuggets for example, don't you people here have.. I don't know like just chicken nuggets?.. or cow beef, Cow milk, pork ribs." Odin said.
"Odin I don't understand what you mean?. Aren't you just describing the pokemon species?. Like yes, a torchic is a chicken. And a spoink is a pig. I don't get you're saying Odin." Angel's says as her eyes widens, thinking what might be wrong with this guy.. sometimes she really doesn't understand him at all.
"What I'm saying is don't you all have normal animals here!?, That isn't Pokémon!" Odin said, his voice filled with frustration.
Angel not understanding his frustration at all and even feels like she needs to be the frustrated one here, trying to explain basic common knowledge to a grown man.
"Odin.. Pokémon's.. are animals" Angel finally said
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"Aye, you know what, fuck this, I don't care anymore!", he gave her one more tight squeeze to show his frustration, before continuing. "Anyways, what are you going to cook?"
"Suprise" she said playfully.
Odin gave her one more deserved squeeze after that.
Soon she started preparing some of the ingredients, looking like a blissful housewife.
Odin eventually went back to his seat, legs on the table as per usual.
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"By the way" Odin said, before continuing. " what's bothering you?, you smell like man"
Hearing this both Koffing and Angel flinched.
Koffing took this as his chance to swoop in and explain the situation "Koff, Koff Koffing", Koffing said as he frantically floated around Odin, making all kinds of expression.
"How many times do I have tell you, you fucking blob. I don't understand you, I don't fucking speak Pokémon, you little shit" Odin said, clearly irritated.
"Kof-Koffing...." Koffing said dejectedly, feeling his confidence waver.
At this, Angel stopped what she was doing and turned around. Looked Odin's irritated expression and thought to herself 'he seems a bit agitated.. is it my fault? Or is because he just hasn't eaten yet'.
She swooped up the dejected Koffing and comforted him " it's okay poopie, you're a good boy. Don't worry, I'll explain to him"
Now carrying Koffing in her arms, cradled like a harmless baby. Walked to Odin, her hips swaying as she made her way towards him.
She bent down slightly, lowering her face to his ears, "I'm going to whisper this to you, because I rather not have my mom hear this"
Odin's ears perked up at this. But didn't say anything and just waited for her.
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After hearing the whole situation, Odin got up, no apparent changes to his expression.
He simply grabbed Koffing from her arms, as if to say mines bitch!.
And then finally spoke "first of all, good job I would of killed him myself. No one touches my Pussy. My bitch, those tits and ass belong to me now. Whether you like it or not" Odin said, matter-of-factly.
He took a deep a breath, then exhaled, before finally his whole expression changed "second of all... YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH! WHY DIDNT YOU ROB HIM!, THAT WAS PRACTICALLY FREE MONEY, YOU SHOULD OF SWIPED HIS WALLET AND POKÉMON'S YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH" Odin yelled out, scaring Koffing away.
Normally at this point, any normal person would have gotten mad when someone screams and curses them out like that. But for Angel, this was music to her ears.
This music made her forget all her problems, the horrible feeling she was holding after killing a person. The guilt she felt, Her earlier worries of not wanting to involve Odin, her insecurities of her looks... yeah this Rocket with a few screw loose in his head.. Yeah this is the man she wants. Him being mad for all the wrong reasons, is just too funny and cute to her. Despite him cursing her out.. she knows this tsundere would probably find an excuse run to that guy's dead body and give it a good Kick, just because.
Angel with a loving and tender expression, and a beautiful Haunting smile, held Odin's hand with her warm, fragile and feminine hands. Her snowflake pupils practically glowing, and filled with an intense unknown desire as she uttered three words.
"I'm sorry... Odin" her voice graceful but seductive like a red velvet.
Her snow-white appearance, making her seem like a pale Ghost lady, madly inlove. And all the beauty in the world to hide her haunting affection.
Odin being the sole target to this loving but, oldly haunting affection.
Stumbled back a little and quickly took his hands back.
"An-anyways, I'm going to let Koffing guide me towards this guy's dead body.. maybe he hasn't been robbed yet." Odin said nervously, while looking around to find where Koffing ran off too.
Angel, never wavering in her affection, even as Odin hid his hands from her, simply said "Okay, I'll make sure food is ready when you come back."
Odin finding where Koffing was, scooped him back up and carried him like a basketball as he walked to the front. Turning back to Angel, thinking how to reply back to her.
"Aye listen you stupid bitch, you better pray that fucker hasn't been robbed yet, because if he did.. well... well I'll fucking rape you in the ass.. and if the food isn't ready when I come back, I'll fuck your mother too, don't try me bitch." Odin said hurriedly, ready to leave. With his basketball (Koffing) in his hands.
"Hmm maybe I should of bought lubes then... which kind though.. maybe a Goodra Goo or Ditto drip.. hmm perhaps maybe a simple Lickitung Lash" Angel said playfully and winked at Odin, clearly accepting the invitation.
"What.. even lubes or made out of Pokémon here?" He paused as he said that, but then quickly continued " Wait.. not important, bye!"
~X~
Minerva came out of her room, weakly. "Is everything alright here, why was that man screaming" she said, her voice with a tint of worry.
"Oh nothing mom, just Odin being Odin... he'll be back soon" she paused for a bit and then continued " also I bought some medicine for you.. I'll make it later for you okay?" Angel said, her voice filled with a tender warmth.
"Thank you.. Angel... and don't forget to rest okay?" Minerva spoke.
" Of course mom don't worry. You need alot of energy to deal with Odin.. which is my current occupation right now, so I'm pretty strong and resilient is what I'm saying" Angel said innocently.
"Tch, again with this Odin guy.. you should really be careful with people like that.. he'd sell you out just for a quick cash." Minerva said.
"Stop worrying so much mom, I know what I'm doing" Angel said.
"I sure hope so" Minerva ended the conversation with, as she went back inside her room.
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"Mom.... I'll even kill to keep him by my side" she quietly whispered to herself.
~X~
"Are you sure this is the way you blob?" Odin asked Koffing.
"Koffing, Koffing! " he Confidently said.
"I swear if you get me lost, I'll make sure you'll never taste pussy in your life!".
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~X~
Soon the duo reached the dark alley where the bikers dead and bloated body layed.
"Damn... you guys smoked him good" Odin said proudly, appreciating the craft.
He walked closer to him, observing the body more closely, Crouching down for a closer look.
"Purple skin... bloated, damn is that purple blood?". Then his gaze stopped at the bikers face. " she covered his face huh.. and damn this smell.. yuck". Odin then looked at Koffing and thought to himself ' no wonder poison type Pokémon are hated here.. in the right hands, these guys are practically walking bio weapon'.
Odin stood back up and patted Koffing for the first time since receiving him. "You know what buddy, you're in the right hands bro!" Odin said smiling, full of a newfound goal.
"Listen up, I thought of a new way to make some wave in this world and for this I need a loyal blob". Odin said as he started Grinning like a maniac.
Koffing didn't know what his master was thinking. But knowing his master.. it wasn't anything good. But then again, who is he? Isn't he a poison type gangster, the Baddest motherfucking Koffing in all of Kanto. He might be young but he already smoked 2 people in just one day.
He proved himself a worthy Pokémon for Odin on his first kill. And on his second kill, he protected his Snow-white princess, his mommy, his love, and his master's mate.
Isn't he just fucking awesome?
So he looked at Odin with the most biggest and Baddest confidence he can muster as he letted out a "Koffing!!" Trying to sound as cool as posible.
Odin for the second time in his life, understood him again.
He rarely ever understands this blob, he has no idea how Angel can casually understand everything he says.
"Now that's what I like to hear bro" Odin said. Then he looked at the bikers body again took his wallet and the 2 Pokéballs he had.
[Grimer lvl 18] [Bronze]
[Machop lvl 16] [Bronze]
[¥4500]
'Good thing this guy never got the chance to to take out his pokemon.. he woulda smoked Koffing, and as for Angel.. I would have probably never seen her again.. hmm, wait that doesn't sit right with me'. Odin thought to himself, after seeing the system's notifications.
"But before I show you how to make wave in style Bro, there is a little something I must do first." Odin said with a casual smile on his face as took a step back, his posture changing and his eyes becoming intense, as his face shows a hint of anger.
And it wasn't long before Odin started hectically Kicking the shit out or the Bikers dead body. "You fucking piece of shit! Die die die die die die die" Odin repeated like a maniac. Stopped and took a deep breath, before continuing again. " Get fucking stomped bitch! Get stomp get stomp!, eat my fucking dirty boots!"
This went on for a bit.
Koffing being the only witness to this scene.
Decided, he isn't dedicated enough to Angel if he doesn't join this Curb-Stomping, Corpse-Kicking, Dead man slaughter!.
So Koffing started Body Slamming the corpse.
Odin was even kind enough to show him a few tricks on Body Slamming techniques, he got from a WWE show.
Koffing didn't understand what WWE was, but it sounded amazing. Truly his master is bound for greatness.
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"Phew, that's better" Odin said wiping a sweat after the intense exercise.
"Feeling better buddy? Cause I sure fucking do!" Odin said all pumped up.
"Koffing!! Koffing!" Koffing agreed.
"Good now it's time to earn some style points!" Odin said with a grin down on the now mutilated corpse.
Not wanting to dirty his hands, using his foot, he pushed and kicked the corpse close to the wall. After finally satisfied with the position. He turned towards Koffing and asked him "Do you know how to draw?".
"Koffing..."
"Hmm not in your skill set it seems" Odin snorted. "But no matter, i'll teach you the art of Graffiti!"
As soon as Odin said that he grabbed Koffing up with both arms, lifted him up and said "watch and learn Lil bro" his voice filled with excitement. "But first we need to on the same page, so listen up Lil bro, just do exactly what I tell you okay?"
"Koffing!" Koffing said, his voice filled with anticipation.
"Here's what's up. Everything I squeeze you, you need to let out liquid Poison. Can you do that?" Odin asked.
Koffing pondered about it for a bit, and thought it sounded easy enough. So he letted out a confident cry. "Koff!"
Odin nodding in satisfaction, continued " great, you only to spit out Liquid poison directly where I'm aiming you okay? I'll guide you where I need you to spit poison, just remember, only let out when I squeeze you, If I stop, you stop. If I squeeze, you spit!
Understood!"
"Koff!"
"Good, time to let the world know, the True fear of Ghost Face" Odin grinned sadistically.
And so the duo started their Graffiti career.
Odin meticulously guided Koffing thoroughly.
Making sure everything was perfect.
The world shall know KNOW GHOST FACE!
Odin will make sure of that.. his kills from now on must be in style.. at least as much as posible.
~X~
time passed...
"So what do you think Lil bro?, look pretty dope right?"
Odin pointed towards their newly created master piece.
It was basically a huge satanic pentagram, but inside the pentagram circle, in the middle, instead of being empty or having a goat-head in it, it had the face of "GHOST "FACE, from the scream movies. And inside the the circle, surrounding the the Face of "Ghost Face" was scary looking letters drawn in in horror style Graffiti. The letters spelled out G-H-O-S-T-F-A-C-E. But in a circle of course.. so you have to tilt your head a bit too see some of the letters.
Enjoying the view with a playful expression, imagining how to public might react to it. Odin simply said "what a masterpiece"
Even koffing stood in awe
He wasn't sure before, but now after seeing the completed work. He also got excited, appreciating the work. Thinking things such as 'did I really just draw that?, this was painted with my poison!. This is my work! My life's work!.'
Koffing wanted to do this more often from now on. He was completely set on board. His master was right! This will be the new wave.
And so the duo swaggered out of the alley, Odin, hands in pocket and koffing letting out toxic smog from his body with a wide grin, both completely satisfied with their work.
~X~
"So Lil bro, shall we go back to our previous crime scene.. remember that mankey trainer?" Odin blurted out.
"Koff koff" Koffing said, still high on the beauty of work.
"Well I was taking.. we go back there and check if someone found him yet or not.. it's only been like.. what 5 hours?, maybe 6? Should still be good right? That place was pretty well hidden. And in top that, it's close to the rocket base anyways, since we need to sell these 2 scrubs" Odin went on about.
"Koff koff"
"Do you remember where it was?.. i kinda didn't pay attention.."
"Koff koff!"
"Awesome bro, guide me there.. let's see which one they find first!"
~X~
They reached the place after getting lost only just once!. Thanks to the help of Koffing.
Once they reached there, they saw the youths corpse, rotting from the intense poison.. the rotten stench already plaguing the derelict shack.
They figured it won't be long until the stench gets noticed by some passerby.
So they didn't chat much and hurriedly got to work. Getting caught now would ruin everything.
Now more experienced, they started quickly working on the Ghost Face Pentagram.
While having eyes in their backs, keeping a close attention on any unlucky to soul who might wander into their shady business.
But luckily no one came by and they ended up finishing quicker then the first one.
After reviewing their work. The duo quickly left.
Heading for the base.
~X~
"Sup baby" Odin said.
"You again..."
"Miss me baby?"
"No! What do you want now?"
"Of Lucy.. my love, can't you see that I want you"
"Odin.. there are other receptionist here. I'm not the only one.. so why don't go flirt with them, maybe you'll get lucky"
"But are they as pretty as you?"
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"That's what I thought... now take these 2 Poké balls and give me my TR bitch!"
"So now I'm a bitch? Can't you be more decisive. But sure whatever, hand them over"
Odin handed over the 2 Pokémons he stole from the biker
"These 2 aren't anything special. So just get it over with'
"Aye"
Lucy took the 2 Poké ball and put them in the IV scanner
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Here you go 20TR.
"Thanks babe, see ya"
"Yeah later"
Odin stopped dead in his track and turned back to face Lucy.
"So when is it your off day? Odin asked.
"NEVER NOW LEAVE!"
~X~
"Sup Angel, daddy's home" Odin said with the greatest of swag.
Odin swaggered in
"Odin just in ti- kyaaa" Angel didn't manage to finish that sentence.
Because Odin swooped her off from her feet, cooped a nice comfy feel from her ass, as he squeezed them firmly.
Angel enjoying the love she is receiving, decided to double down and wrapped her legs around him. And went in for a passionate kiss.
Watching the two make out. Koffing felt a little awkward.. he wished they could put him back in his Poké ball.. but knowing them, that won't happen.. he barely even spends time in the Poké ball.
So he decided to just find a comfy spot to rest on. Once the two are done. They will hopefully feed him. He thinks he deserves it after his masterwork.. and also he's hungry..
"Mmmh...mmh, ahh.. Odin.. not here" Angel moaned softly as Odin's fingers entered her vagina.
"Ahh..The fo-food..mmh, Odin..done..ahh, the food is done" Angel tried pleading, though she wasn't sounding very convincing.
"Lat-later.. tonight okay?" And pleaded once again.
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"Fine.. what's for brunch?" Odin asked, after calming himself down a bit.
Angel, still wanting one more kiss after all, kept making out with him for a bit, ignoring his question. Before finally parting her lips with his, their saliva still intertwined as she left out a soft innocent giggle
Still keeping her legs wrapped around his waist, tightly locked. Finally decided to answer.
"Exeggcute Benedict, Chansey's Omelet" she paused for a bit and smiled innocently "
Applin Turnovers, for sweets" she winked at Odin" and Moomoo Latte for drinks.. oh i also have Pinab juice if you prefer that" she said sweetly, and leaned in for another kiss.
"Ain't that a lot? And sounds delicious by the way" Odin said after finally allowed to talk again after her constant kiss sessions.
"Odin I have a family to feed, including you and Poopie" she spoke softly, her voice like red velvet. Then she put a single finger on her lower lips and gazed up at the ceiling "Hmm also I made some Pokémon crunchies for Poopie, figured he'd like that" she said sweetly, as she lowered her gaze towards Odin's lip.
She removed her finger from her lower lips and put that same finger on Odin's lip, preventing him from talking as she continued
"I also Made Chatot Tater-Tots.. they're my favorites" she whispered softly and seductively as she moved her face closer to Odin. Removing her finger and going for another kiss..
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"so are you going to tell what got you in such a good mood Odin.. I remember you leaving in sour mood " her voice seductive as she wishpered in his ears and nibbled on it
Right before Odin was about to throw his usual "Replies". Angel sealed his lips with her delicate fingers. "shhh, don't say anything" Her voice a soft melodic whisper, like a siren playing with their pray before devouring them. She twirled her finger on his lips, gently playing with them. " You don't need to say anything.. I already know, you kicked his corpse didn't you?" She Giggled, her tone playful, like she knows it all. " I knew you would do that do that" her voice intoxicated with seduction. As she tighten her wrapped legged on him. And began nibbling on his neck.
And With that, Odin, now no longer able to hold himself back, squeezed her ass aggressively. "Kyaa!" She yelled out playfully as Odin pushed her to the kitchen wall.
"that's it bitch! Considered yourself thoroughly fucked!, You're going to get fucked my be right now now!. Don't even bother asking me to Pull out Bitch!" Odin yelled out as he began ripping her clothes off"
"Yes, Daddy!"
~X~
Their intimate moment continued for quite a bit until both finally let go.
Much to Koffing's excitement.
Angel called everyone for brunch, including the now really hungry Rafael. Who was waiting for food for a long time.
For the first time in a long time, this humble abode or a shit hole of a house as Odin like to call it, felt full again with the new editions of Koffing and of course, Odin.
Everyone ate in peace. For some, this was their first real meal in a long time.
Even Odin behaved.
After everyone ate their filling. Their bellies now full. Went their separate ways.
Minerva, not wanting to risk Rafael develop a Team Rocket Behavior, or maybe possibly see Odin as some sort of role model. Decided to take him away to his room to play with him and keep him entertained.
Angel went and did the dishes.
Koffing back to his Poké ball,
And Odin... well he went to Angel's bedroom. Something about being too awesome to do the dishes and needing to recharge after being too active.
Time quickly flew by.
~X~
NIGHT TIME.
Angel's Bedroom,
The room is bathed in a serene, silver glow as the moonlight spills through the window, mingling with the soft, amber warmth of the bedside lamp
The moonlight drapes over the bed like a silver shroud, catching the ethereal glow of Angel's snow-white skin. Her Naked body fully exposed. She sits propped against the headboard, a vision of mesmerizing perfection that seems almost too beautiful for the mortal world. Her snow-white hair falls in silken waves over her shoulders, framing her face and matching the striking white of her eyelashes and eyebrows.
Cradled in her arms is Odin, his muscular, V-Shaped Body and well-built frame relaxed in the quiet of the night. His long black hair, usually kept in a disciplined half-updo, now flows wildly over his handsome, masculine features and sharp jawline, contrasting sharply against his fair skin.
Odin layed stark against her pale form. He is curled against her like a child seeking comfort, his handsome face buried against the soft curves of her chest. Angel holds him with a maternal tenderness, though her presence is anything but innocent; her thin waist, wide hips, and thick thighs create a silhouette so seductive it's intoxicating.
It's clear that moments ago, they shared a heavy intimate passion with each other.
The room smelling like Adultery.
Through the dim light of the night lamp, resting next to them and the Silver glow cast by the moonlight. It is made clear that our local resident slum girl, is planning on educating our Local Grunt.
In her hands, she holds a copy of the "Pokémon Guide Book: All Type-Chart Weaknesses and Strengths," reading the text aloud to Odin as he rests his head comfortably against her boobs.
She opens the guide as she goes over the section on Poison-type Pokémon.
her voice—clear and melodic—filling the quiet room as she reads.
"Pay attention, Odin," she murmurs, her snowflake-shaped pupils shimmering within her silver eyes as she looks down at him.
"Poison types are stronger than they look, The Poison type is particularly effective in specific matchups," she explains, pointing to the diagrams in the book. "It deals super-effective damage against Grass and Fairy types. However, it is less effective against other Poison types, as well as Ground, Rock, and Ghost types."
She turns the page, ensuring Odin is following along with the strategic details. She traces a line on the page, explaining the strategic advantages of different elemental types.
"They resist Fighting, Poison, Bug, Fairy and Grass... But When it comes to defense, Poison types need to be wary of Ground and Psychic attacks, which are their main weaknesses." She explains, a smile touching her lips, as she gives Odin a small peck on his forehead, before continuing.
"In your case, Poopie only needs to worry about Psychic Type, Thanks to Levitate" She adds, her eyes tenderly looking over Odin.
Her eyes focuses back on the page
"But they have a unique advantage: Poison-type Pokémon are naturally immune to being poisoned themselves. And then there's the Steel type—they are completely immune to Poison attacks altogether, unless a Pokémon possesses a very rare and specific ability to bypass that natural defense."
Her eyes fall back on Odin, enjoying her breast as he seems to be obediently listening to her. "Just to make it extra clear to you Odin, Steel types are Immune to Being Poisoned as well.. so no Poison Gas okay?." She said playfully, her smile seductive as her white hair frames over Odin's face.
"Did you get all that?" She said, her voice filled with warmth at the big baby cradling her boobs.
"Huh sorry, could you repeat all that?" His voice rough and groggy, as he separates his face from her chest. His face looking like he just parted with the world's best Pillow.
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*whack!*
~X~
Meanwhile
In a Dark alley where 2 officers stood beside each other, looking at a scene that could only be called a "horror Movie"
As a Dead Bloated body lay sprawled on the floor, Purple skin, deformed face and body
Barely or no longer even recognizable.
Robbed clean.
And the most terrifying part was the drawing on the wall.
" have you ever seen something like this Officer Freya?" Officer Alex asked.
"No.. but one thing is clear, who ever did this is beyond psychotic" Officer Freya replied.
"No doubt that.. just watching this scene makes me wanna puke...ugh.. and the smell too" Officer Alex Spoke.
Freya crouched down closer to the corpse.
"Poisoned... not any humans... so a Pokémon?.. the body recieved tremendous amount of blunt damage.. but hmm it doesn't look right.. after receiving such a heavy amount of blunt trauma, there is no way this any person can ever survive... but the cause of death is clearly poison... so how did he withstand this much amount of blunt force... unless.. no.. someone wouldn't do that right?...
"Um hello? Officer Freya?" Alex said.
"Shhh" Freya said before continuing. "Unless... unless..hmm could the killer have inflicted this blunt damage after the death? If so? Why?." Freya paused, hands on her chin. And looked at the Pentagram.
"And this pentagram.. why is it so eerie... and that face, what is it? What does it mean? I have never seen it before and I've seen my fair share of fucked up shit.. never did I come across a scene like this nor have I ever seen this pentagram or the eerie face within." Freya kept mumbling to herself.
Officer Alex, also joining her on observing the pentagram. Studies the letters which is also drawn very eerily.. after reading the letters and tilting his head here and then. He finally connected a the letters together.
"G-H-O-S-T F-A-C-E... Ghost Face?.. Officer Freya, come see this!" Alex said.
Freya snapping from her thoughts, swifts her attention to the letters she has been ignoring. "Ghost Face huh?... so our killer has a name.. or is the name of the face on the pentagram?.. or perhaps a name belonging to a organization?" She pondered, full of curiosity.
"Officer Freya, I just noticed something" Alex Spoke again.
"Speak!, did you find a clue?" Freya asked.
"Not sure if it's as important as I think it might be. But.. it certainly is a clue I believe" Alex said.
"Go on Officer Alex, let's hear it". Freya said.
"Well..I'm particularly familiar with poison.. especially after being hunted by Petrel for years... so I think I'm a bit confident when I say that this Graffiti was made from poison.. and something tells me it was a Koffing that killed our fella here" Alex Spoke his thoughts
" a koffing? Are you sure.. It could be any poison type Pokémon!. They are all the same poison type anyways and mostly use the same poison type moves." Freya added.
"To the unexperienced eyes? Yes sure. But true experts will be able tell whether a poison came from a muk or a ekans or even a Koffing. " Alex stated.
"So what your saying is that our killer here, uses a Koffing or at least the chances Of it being a Koffing is extremely high?." Freya pointed out.
" Correct... chances are... our killer here is a Team Rocket Member" Alex delivered his honest thoughts.
"Team Rocket huh?. Going with the theory that it's a Team Rocket, he shouldn't be that strong. Considering that our killer uses a Koffing. He must be either a Grunt.. an elite officer... or a very low chance of it being a Captain." Freya deducted.
"Correct.. so what do you say Officer Freya.. do launch a full investigation or do we just write it off as Gang vengeance or revenge.. considering the person layed dead here is a biker.. one quite known too.. it wouldn't be weird for him to have enemies... but to defeat him.. I'm thinking at least an Elite officer level.. Grunts are just... pathetic." Alex said.
"For now let's increase the security and lay low a bit, see this truly was a revenge crime or a full blown psycho killer on the loose." Freya stated.
"Good call, Officer Freya. It's never good to immediately stick your nose too deep in these shady business.. the world don't play fair.. blindly investigating could get you killed.. can speak for myself here... got petrel to hunt me down for years." Alex praised.
"We should move... we'll see if Ghost Face is real" Freya blurted out.
"Aye let's go"
"Aye"
~X~
Back to our Duo.
The air in the room, once quiet and academic, suddenly ignites with a heavy, magnetic tension. The Pokémon guide book is tossed carelessly to the floor, its pages fluttering shut as the study session ends and a far more primal hunger takes over.
Odin rises from his resting place, his black eyes burning with a raw, long-suppressed need as he stares at the snow-white perfection before him. Angel meets his gaze, her snowflake pupils glowing with a mesmerizing, predatory light. There is no more feigned innocence; her siren-like voice drops to a low, seductive growl that sends a jolt through Odin's well-built frame.
The transition from tenderness to aggression is instantaneous. Odin pins her wrists above her head, his powerful muscles rippling under the dim lamp light as he presses her into the mattress. Angel archs her back, her thin waist and wide hips straining against him as she welcomes his weight. The contrast is startling—his tanned, masculine strength clashing against her pale, ethereal skin and snow-white hair that fans out across the pillows like a frozen halo.
Their movements are fast and desperate, as Odin dominates her and leaves the bed frame groaning. Odin's hands, rough and calloused from years of Baseball, grip her thick thighs and curves with a bruising intensity, while Angel wraps her legs around him, drawing him deeper. She isn't just a passive beauty; she is a force of nature, her haunting, beautiful smile replaced by a look of sheer, unbridled ecstasy as she bites her lip to keep from screaming.
"Fuck!, tighten up your cunt bitch!, I'm going to bust a fucking nut! Worthy of a Home Run!, AND DONT YOU FUCKING DARE! WASTE A SINGLE DROP OF MY CUM!"
"I wouldn't dare daddy!.
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