While the two were fast asleep. Unbeknownst to them. There was a squad of Police Officers in a certain dark alley.
These were the clean up crews. They took all the pictures they needed for the evidence, gather all the clues and DNA. And quickly wrapped everything up.
Until another call came in. They found another body. Similar situation, same pentagram, same manner of death. But they discovered that the poison used on this particular body was slightly different, but still from a Koffing.
The worst part for them wasn't the poison, but that it was a innocent 16 year old youth. Who eventually was recognized as Victor Rally. Which was a upcoming trainer who recently graduated from the Pokémon academy of Viridian City.
Not only that. Since he comes from money, his family will definitely make things difficult for them.
And the other bad part was.. this confirmed it wasn't a revenge crime, no this Ghost Face Killer might be a psychopath with no real clear target. This increases both the odds of this particular Case being much more dangerous than some revenge crime, And the odds that this might be Team Rocket, for they seem to have no clear target when they commit a crime. (Or at least on the surface).
"This situation has become more troublesome." One Police officer said.
~X~
The morning light spills into the room, casting a soft glow over the scene. Angel sits comfortably, focusing on the worn town map spread out before her. With Odin resting nearby, she is currently Schooling Odin on the geography of Digglett's Cave.
"It's more than just a tunnel, Odin," she explains softly. "If one enters Diglett's Cave from Route 2, it leads directly to Vermilion City. It's an ideal way to travel quietly, avoiding the main roads and any unnecessary attention.
"She details the trek, noting the time it takes to traverse the long, subterranean path and the behavior of the inhabitants.
"Most Diglett are passive, but one must be careful not to disturb the ground too deeply—Dugtrio dwell in the lower depths, and they are far more territorial. But the cave is vast. If things become difficult in Pewter City, it serves as an excellent escape route or a place to stay out of sight." She briefs.
She then stops and thinks for a while before continuing " also.. in your particular situation, if the needs arise, Diglett's Cave really isn't a bad idea to to dissappear in for while.. though it's mostly a straight tunnel, there are some places to hide in.. if you know where to look".
Afer concluded that this should serve as a decent briefing, she looks at him with a warm smile, happy to share her knowledge. "Did you get all that?" she asks, clearly pleased to be of help.
Odin sighs playfully, closing his eyes. "That is a lot of information, Angel. It feels a bit like being back in school." He shifts slightly, looking up at her. "Can we talk Breakfast now?.. and Blowjobs?"
Angel beams at him with a bright, devoted smile and a soft laugh. "Of course," she replies. "What would you prefer to start the day with? Torchic-Fried Eggs or Tepig Sausage Links?"
"Blowjob" he Grins.
With a graceful movement, she set the map aside and shifted her focus entirely to him. She took her time, her snow-white hair brushing against his skin like silk as she happily obliged his request for a "Blowjob" relief. Her devotion was absolute, and she took immense pride in the fact that she could satisfy him just as well as she could provide him with information now.
She approached the task with the same meticulous care she used for her maps, her silver eyes locked onto his with an expression of pure, unwavering devotion.
She was slow and deliberate, using her lips and tongue to create a sensation that was as intoxicating as a Vileplume's spore, yet infinitely more pleasant. Every movement was designed to please him, her breathing hitching in sync with his as she felt his reactions. To Odin, this view and her performance was simply too mesmerizing. There is just something powerfull about a woman who looks you in the eye with devotion, as she is on her knees, with your cock in her mouth as she sucks you off.
It provided a blend of soft pressure and warmth that seemed to drain the stress of the previous night's exhaustion right out of him. As she worked, the snowflake patterns in her pupils seemed to pulse with that intense lust and psycho intensity he saw the other Night, at the bench in the park. It was reflecting the intensity of the moment and her desire to be "useful" in every possible way.
By the time she finished, Odin was completely relaxed, his mind cleared of the maps and escape routes she had been lecturing him on. She sat back up, wiping her lip with a slender finger and wearing a look of immense satisfaction
"There," she whispered, her voice husky and sweet. "Better?"
She didn't give him much time to recover before she was back to her cheerful, domestic self, Getting up and padding her knees clean with effortless grace. "Now, for the second part of your recovery."
She walked towards the bedroom door, opened it and She gestured toward the small kitchenette where the menacing Koffing was already hovering expectantly.
"So, tell me truly— Torchic-Fried Eggs or Tepig Sausage Links? I think Poopie here is voting for both."
Angel moved to the small kitchenette with a natural, flowing grace, her movements as precise as a master chef. Her culinary skills were a sight to behold; despite the modest tools at her disposal, she handled the ingredients with a delicate touch. She cracked the eggs perfectly with one hand, the yolks of the Torchic-Fried Eggs shimmering like liquid gold in the pan, while the Tepig Sausage Links sizzled, releasing a savory, smoky aroma that made the nearby Koffing spin in ecstatic circles. She seasoned everything with a blend of herbs she'd gathered herself, ensuring the meal was as restorative as a Full Restore.
As she plated the food, Odin watched her from the bed, a smirk playing on his lips. "You know, Angel," he called out, his voice dry, "it's a bit hard to focus on the food when you're still standing there completely naked."
Angel froze, a spatula mid-air. She looked down at herself, her pale skin flushing a deep, rosy pink that contrasted sharply against her snow-white features. "Oh!" she squeaked, her silver eyes widening in genuine, bashful surprise. "I... I got so carried away thinking about breakfast!"
She hurried back toward him, covering herself slightly with her hands. "What should I wear today, Odin? I don't want to be a distraction while we're traveling."
Odin let out a huff, leaning back. "Just wear whatever bitc-.. actually just wear something white. It fits your whole 'creepy snow-girl' vibe. Honestly, you look like a haunting ghost—it's enough to give regular Grunts nightmares."
Angel didn't take offense. She knew Odin's "bullying" was just his way of masking his true feelings; he was a classic tsundere, and behind those sharp words was a man who thought she was the most beautiful creature in Kanto. She laughed, the sound bright and musical, and pounced on him, showering his face with a dozen passionate, messy kisses.
"I know you think I'm pretty," she teased between kisses, her snowflake pupils glowing with mischief. "Even if I am a 'ghost,' I'm your ghost."
After one final, deep kiss that left them both breathless, she finally pulled away to get dressed in a white attire.
The breakfast in their small home in the Pewter City slums was a rare moment of domestic peace. Angel served the Torchic-Fried Eggs and Tepig Sausage Links, and for a brief time, the weight of their world lifted. Little Rafael ate with wide-eyed wonder, and even Minerva, despite her pale complexion and lingering cough, managed a small, appreciative smile for her daughter's cooking. Our Menacing Koffing hovered nearby, occasionally being rewarded with a scrap of sausage from Angel, which it "vibrated" with puppy-like excitement.
However, the vibes remained off between Minerva and Odin. As soon as the last bites were finished, Minerva stood, her gaze avoiding Odin's entirely. She took Rafael by the hand, her movements brisk and protective. "Thank you for the meal, Angel," she said softly, before leading the boy away to the back of their cramped home. She couldn't bring herself to trust the man in the black uniform, fearing his influence on her son, yet she knew it was his Rocket-stamped credits that kept the lights on and the medicine coming.
Odin watched them go with a neutral expression. He didn't seek Minerva's approval; his loyalty began and ended with Angel. To him, the rest was just business—the cost of ensuring his "Bitch" had a roof over her head and was happy enough to please him.
He stood up, the chair scraping against the floorboards, and checked his gear. "Time to move," he said, his voice regaining its usual sharp edge. "I need to hit the Base check up on supplies. Maybe get a second flash light or something.". He walked up to the front.
Angel stood to meet him, her white hair catching the morning light. She was excited to go to Diglett's cave again. "I'll be ready, when your back Odin," she promised, giving him a quick, encouraging smile and deep passionate kiss.
'It's like I have a girlfriend.. or I'm married' Odin thought to himself, after experiencing this weird particular situation he is in at the current moment. And this weird feeling as well.
~X~
Odin stepped into the dimly lit Team Rocket Base, the air thick with the smell of ozone and industrial grease. He moved past the other grunts to the commissary, his eyes scanning the shelves for anything useful for their trek.
He secured two heavy-duty Flashlights, better than the cheap one he bought before. He also bought A Poké belt, which as was basically just a belt specially designed to carry 6 Poké balls on them. Odin bought it figuring it was better than carrying Poké balls inside your pocket or in your Poké Bag.
He also bought five extra to add to his belt leaving one for Koffing. However, it was the glass display case that caught his eye. Inside sat three sleek devices he'd never paid much attention to before. He blinked at the price tags, his mind reeling at the steep costs in Team Rocket points:
PokéGear: 250 TR Points.
Xtransceiver: 500 TR Points.
Pokédex: A staggering 1,000 TR Points.
'HOLY fucking shit, check those prices'
He scoffed, thinking about how many successful heists or grunt missions it would take to afford that red handheld "Pokédex." To him, it looked like a glorified toy, but the price suggested otherwise. Making a mental note to ask his "Pocket Wikipedia" Angel about them, he finished his business and headed back.
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Meanwhile inside the same Rocket Base, Inside a lounge near the Cafeteria
Two Grunts were having a argument
"Bro I'm fucking telling you I'm not crazy" - Grunt 1
"Bro ghost don't exist! Only Pokémon's" - Grunt 2
"Bro I'm telling you I saw it! It was a Ghost lady, Pale! As a white as a snow!. Completely Albino! From her hair down to the very last inch of her Bro!" - Grunt 1
"Bro, I told you before man, you're just not cut out to be a Rocket man!. So what if she is pale and has white hair or something? It's certainly not the first. I used to fuck a whore like that all the time. There was this woman in the slums who sold her body everyday for some cash. She looked like that as well. White hair and pale skinned. I can't even begin to tell how much I fucked her cunt while choking the shit out of that bitch... thinking about it now.. I kinda miss her.. I wonder where she went?.. heard she got sick or something?" - Grunt 2
"No no.. bro you don't understand me man.. this one is different.. I know which whore you're talking about. I fucked her too man, I bet everyone here has fucked her at least once. Her cunt was fucking magical. But that's beside the point here. Listen to me!" - Grunt 1
" I'm trying too, but your talking nonsense!" - Grunt 2
" Listen.. this one is a different case.. this lady is saw was even more paler then the whore, her hair was completely white more white than that whore.. it's not a natural color Bro. And her eyes.. while both was silver.. hers was kinda strange it had a weird ghostly glow in it and her pupils looked like snowflakes.. that's not human bro!. People don't have pupils like that.. and that white haired whore has nothing on this pale lady... her beauty was out of this fucking world I tell you.. but it was fucking creepy and haunting.. her face had no emotion she looked like a doll.. a ghost doll and She was standing atop of a fucking corpse... she was all skinny all shiny and pale. In a white attire.. completely clean despite all the dirtiness around her.. and and bro.. the dead body... it was all purple and bloated.. his face looked liked it saw a ghost and got it soul sucked out.. poof! Completely fucking drained! I Tell you!"- Grunt 1
"Wait wait hold bro!.. did you just say the corpse was purple and bloated.. and a terrifying expression on it?" - Grunt 2
"Yeah that's what I said? What of it? Did you see it too by any chance?" - Grunt 1
"No.. at least not personally.. I just saw it on the news paper that came by this morning.. was actually just reading it before you came bothering me" - Grunt 2
" can I see it?, Real quick" - Grunt 1
"Sure here you go" - Grunt 2
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"THATS IT! THAT'S THE ONE! THATS THE BODY I SAW!" - Grunt 1
"Are you sure?... this shit looks pretty fucked up.. they are saying it might be Team Rocket who did this... these Fuckers really like to pin the blame of everything to us" - Grunt 2
" Yeah I'm sure this is the corpse I saw... but I don't remember this pentagram.. loose fucking demonic... and it says Ghost Face... wait Ghost Face!?.. the same spot that I saw that ghost girl.. now there is a pentagram with a Ghost Face on it!... bro this can't be a coincidence" -Grunt 1
" Okay you know what.. maybe your on to something.. if it really is true that you saw a ghost... do you think by any chance that, that pentagram is some sort of ritual to summon this Ghost lady?" - Grunt 2
"Bro... pls.. your scaring me.. because if that's true.. wouldn't that mean.. she's here right now.. somewhere in Pewter city with us.. walking.. waiting for her next victim" - Grunt 1.
*gulp*
Both of them gulped.
~X~
When he arrived at the house, Angel was waiting, looking like a vision of purity in her white traveling gear, her silver eyes lighting up the moment he entered.
"I'm back," he grunted, tossing the bag of supplies on the table. He pulled her close for a moment before nodding toward the gear. "I got some extra lights and some Poké Balls. But I saw some high-end tech at the base that made my head spin. They had a PokéGear for 250 points, an Xtransceiver for 500, and this Pokédex thing for a whopping 1,000 points."
He looked at her, genuinely curious. "What the fuck do they even do? Is that Pokédex made of gold or something? , or is it actually worth slaving for, Doing month's worth of missions?"
Angel's face lit up with a radiance that seemed to outshine the morning sun. "Oh, Odin! The PokéGear for 250 points is absolutely amazing!" she chirped, her hands fluttering with excitement. Her beauty was amplified by her genuine enthusiasm as she began to list its features—the built-in map that would track their position in real-time, the radio for news updates, the music channel and even radio shows like a podcast, and the phone system to keep them connected.
"And the Xtransceiver at 500?" she continued, her snowflake pupils glowing with intensity. "It's even better! We could see each other's faces while we talk, even if we're miles apart. It has a high-definition screen and weather sensors too!" She looked like a child on Christmas morning, her smile wide and perfect as she bounced on the balls of her feet.
But then, the mention of the 1000-Point Pokédex hit her like a blast of Arctic wind.
Her smile didn't just fade; it vanished. Her shoulders slumped, and the vibrant glow in her eyes dimmed to a dull, worried silver. She bit her lower lip, her pale skin turning even whiter as a cold dread pooled in her chest.
'If he has a Pokédex', she thought frantically, 'he won't need me to identify herbs. He won't need me to explain Pokémon types or habitats. It will tell him everything I know... but better.' The thought of being replaced by a red plastic box made her feel sick. To her, being Odin's "Pocket Wikipedia" was her worth—it was why he kept her close. If the device did her job, would he just see her as a burden? Or worse, just a body to use and discard? He would eventually get tired Of her body, she knows that, that's why she has been trying so hard to increase her knowledge. 'Damn it.. why now'.
Odin leaned forward, his brow furrowed as he watched the sudden, drastic shift in her energy. "Yo, Angel? What's with the Pathetic face? It's just a piece of tech, did that thing kill your dad or something?."
She looked down at her hands, her voice losing all its musical cheer. "The Pokédex..." she began, her tone flat and reluctant. "It's a high-tech encyclopedia. It uses a scanner to identify any Pokémon you see. It tells you their level, their moves, their weaknesses and strengths and exactly where they live. It even records their cries and gives you a full biological breakdown."
She bit her lower lips down Even further, causing it to bleed as She forced herself to continue, meticulously explaining the voice-recognition software and the data-syncing capabilities, despite every word feeling like she was signing her own eviction notice from his life. She finished the explanation with a small, trembling breath, her eyes brimming with a fear she couldn't quite hide.
"It... it basically knows everything I know," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "But more."
Odin caught the sight of her lower lip trembling, a tiny bead of crimson forming where she'd bitten down too hard. He didn't offer a gentle hug or words of reassurance. Instead, he smirked, his eyes glinting with a classic Rocket Grunt's malice.
"Look at you, getting all worked up over a piece of plastic," he scoffed, stepping into her personal space. He reached out, his thumb catching the drop of blood on her lip before he leaned down and licked it away with a rough, possessive swipe of his tongue. " Taste Like pussy juice, But when the bitch who leaked it is scared shitless." He didn't stop there, peppering her face with aggressive, sloppy kisses that muffled her startled gasps. "You think I'm gonna spend a thousand points on a red box? Do I look like I have the energy to carry more weight?"
Before she could answer, he spun her around and pulled her white shorts down and delivered a sharp, stinging spank to her Ass. "That's for being a drama queen!" He hit her Ass "That's for being stupid!" Spanking her ass again, " that's for making me feel weird" then a third time, until her skin burned with a hot, Red-shaped Hand mark. "I'm way too lazy to read a screen, Angel. Why would I stare at a tiny monitor when I can just make you do the work for me? I hated school, remember? I'm not starting now just because some nerd invented a 'Dex."
He chuckled, pulling her back against his chest, his hands wandering over her body with zero shame. "I need you for more than just facts, you little ghost bitch. I need someone to cook my breakfast, someone to give me a 'Blowjob' in the morning, and someone to yell at when I get lost. A Pokédex can't do any of that, can it?"
Unbeknownst to her, Odin's secret system already gave him all the data he needed, but he found it much more entertaining to let her believe she was his only source of wisdom. He loved watching her work, loved her dependence on him, and loved being the 'lazy master' to his beautiful, brilliant girl. He would never tell her that of course but there are things that the Pokédex does that the system doesn't provide.. but if he ever does get one, he'll just let her carry it and let her feel like she has some control.
He gave her one more firm swat for good measure. "Now, quit shaking and give me a real kiss. Then pack the Pokébag. If I have to lift anything heavier than my own Poké Balls today, I'm gonna be very cranky and fuck your mother too"
Angel, flushed red from the pain and the sudden return of his playful, bullying attention, let out a shaky laugh. She turned in his arms, throwing her hands around his neck as she jumped and wrapped her legs tightly around him and covering his face in the "thank you" kisses he pretended to hate.
"You made your choice, so there's no getting rid of me now" she playfully said as her gaze stayed glued to Odin's eye, her pupils burning with an obsessive love that can only be found or described in a Yandare.
~X~
The walk through the Pewter City slums was a masterclass in the absurd. Odin swaggered with his hands in his pockets, his Black Team Rocket hat tilted forward to maintain his "villainous" edge, and his cool guy and badass gangster persona.
Trying, emphasize on "Trying" to look like a man you dont want smoke with. Because at the moment his cool stride and his cool villainous persona was being severely tested by Angel. Angel was glued to him, her pale thighs brushing against his legs and her soft curves pressing firmly against his arm. In her tight white shorts and tucked-in shirt, showing off everything a woman needs to have an easy life. she looked like an albino goddess who was stuck to his side like a coat of fresh white paint.
She was a striking sight, appearing almost like a phantom in the daylight. With her translucent skin and hair of the purest white, she looked like a complete contrast to the dark uniform next to her. Her silver eyes, featuring unique snowflake-shaped pupils, scanned the surroundings as she walked in her all-white attire, maintaining a constant, devoted presence at Odin's side.
Angel was incredibly affectionate, linking her arm tightly with his and staying as close as possible. This devotion made it quite a challenge for Odin to maintain his usual composed stride, as he had to adjust his pace to accommodate her proximity.
The slums felt even grittier next to her. Residents watched from the shadows, whispering in hushed tones. "Is she a ghost? A Froslass in disguise?" one beggar muttered. Another grunt leaned against a rusted wall, sighing, "Man, I'd let a ghost haunt me every night if she looked like that. Who's the lucky bastard in the uniform?"
The duo, however, were in their own world, cracking the crudest jokes imaginable.
"So, Odin," Angel giggled, her snowflake pupils shimmering as she squeezed his bicep. "If a Diglett stays underground for too long, does it become a Hard Diglett? Or is that only when it sees me?"
Odin snorted, trying to keep a straight face while she practically hung off him. "You're such a degenerate, ghost girl. Your brain is as white and empty as your hair. If you existed where i came from, people woulda think You did OF."
"You love my empty brain," she chirped, sticking her tongue out. "Hey Odin what's an OF? She teased.
"Only fans.." Odin sneered with disgust.
"But I am your only fan Odin" she chirped and robbed her bosoms agains't his triceps.
"Hey, Odin, are you a Diglett? Because you've definitely found a way into my 'underground' tunnel."
"Keep talking like that and I'll bury you in the cave," Odin grumbled, though he couldn't hide his smirk. " Seriously Angel, please..I'm trying to keep up My Gangster tough guy illusion going here. And your making me look like a Diglett here" Odin said dejected.
"But I love your Diglett Odin" she teased as her hands went right over his pants where his big "Diglett" would be.
He gave her a sharp, playful nudge with his elbow. "You're a freak. Honestly, it's embarrassing being seen with a girl who has no shame. Look at you, acting like a needy puppy.", 'But please keep going, I'm right where I want be. There's nothing more satisfying watching other man die of thirst while I drown' Odin happily thought to himself.
Angel's response was to nuzzle her face into his shoulder, her white eyelashes fluttering. "Then you better be a good master and keep me on a short leash. Or maybe I'll just use 'Arena Trap' so you can't ever leave me."
"Ugh, shut up," he laughed, finally reaching the cave's mouth. "You're lucky you're pretty, otherwise I'd have traded you for a Pokédex at the base long ago."
Angel just beamed, her devotion only growing with every insult. "I'm worth way more than a Pokédex and you know it!, besides a Pokédex can't suck you off, or were you perhaps planning on wiping your Diglett off with a Pokédex." she giggled as she stood up on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, only to pull him closer so she can softly whisper in his ears "a Pokédex doesn't swallow."
...
As they stood before the dark, yawning entrance of Diglett's Cave, the playful banter died down just enough for the cool, earthy air of the tunnel to hit them.
"Alright take out the Flashlights. I wanna actually be able see clearly this time" Odin said casually.
"Got it, give me a second... I put a lot of things in here.. I just noticed" Angel said, a little embarrassed.
Soon Angel took out the two flash light and gave one to Odin.
"Lets FUCKING GO BOYYY!!, I'VE BEEN WANTING TO LEVEL UP!" Odin cheered loudly.
'He's so cute, as soon as there's no one around anymore. He goes back to being a Goofball... but still an Asshole.. and a Douchebag.. and I love it' Angel thought herself as she stared at him intimately. Happily walking behind as they both entered the cave.
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NOTICE: PLEASE DONT SKIP.
Aight that was part one of the chapter. With that concluded, I wanted to make a quick Auther's Note or whatever they call it.
So let's start with.. I made a mistake okay!. So you see in chapter 5.. I said Stockpile raises the defense and Special Defense.. which is True! That's a fact!. Buuuutttt. Somehow my dumbass confused myself and and turned the special defense boost into an Attack boost.. for some fucking reason.. idk lol. And I wanted to change it.. But then I realized that if I did.. I would need to completely rewrite 2 or 3 different chapters. Because I had a few whole battle with the entire strategy being Koffing using Stockpile 3x to get 3x boost to his defense and attack. Which is completely wrong and bullshit BTW. So now I dugged myself a hole.
But I have a way out!. And that is the power of the system and Odin's lack of paying attention to details!. So I'm going to use the system in a away that doesn't sound like I just pulled some shit from my ass, And make it.
That's it thank you.. if you read all that, thank you again, you is a real bro my brothers and sisters.
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~X~
The beams of their heavy-duty flashlights sliced through the damp, earthy darkness of the tunnel, revealing every jagged rock and smooth burrowed path. "Way better than last time," Odin muttered, sweeping the light across the ceiling. "I can actually see where I'm stepping."
He reached for his belt and clicked the button on his Poké Ball. With a flash of red light, Koffing materialized, "Koffing!"
its toxic gases swirling in the cool cave air. It looked up at Odin with a rare spark of battle-hungry intensity, its eyes practically screaming, Is it time? Do I finally get to Level up?!
Instead of a command or a reply, it got a face full of blinding LED light.
"Gah! What is that thing?!" Odin barked, laughing as he kept the beam centered right on the Koffing's squinting eyes. "Get it away! I thought it was a hideous cave ghost! I heard ghosts hate bright lights, so I was just trying to make the monster disappear. My bad, turns out it's just my ugly Pokémon." He kept laughing at his joke.
Koffing let out a disgruntled, bubbly wheeze, floating backward and trying to shield its eyes with its tiny vestigial vents.
"Odin! Stop it!" Angel cried out, her silver eyes flashing with protective fire. She reached up and pinched his ear firmly, giving it a sharp tug that made him wince. "Stop bullying Poopie! He was so excited to see you and you're being a big meanie!"
The moment the light moved away, Poopie being protected by his snow-white protector—dove straight into Angel's arms. He let out a happy, muffled chime as she cradled his large, purple, toxic body like a newborn infant, pressing her cheek against his cool skin.
"There, there, my brave little Poopie," she cooed, petting his head. "Don't listen to him. You're the most handsome, strongest Pokémon in all of Kanto. Yes you are! Such a good boy, helping us through this scary cave."
Odin rubbed his sore ear, watching his "Pile of Blob" turn into a "Pile of literal mush" in her arms. "You're gonna spoil that thing until it's useless in a fight. Angel, It's supposed to be a biohazard, not a stuffed animal. Your massacring my boi's Masculinity."
Angel ignored him, busy booping Poopie's nose. "He's perfect just the way he is!"
"Alright, Poopie, time to get serious," Odin commanded, his lazy smirk returning as he gestured to the surrounding shadows. "Use [Stockpile]! Three times, back to back. Let's get you puffed up."
Koffing enthusiastically obliged, inhaling the damp cave air and the surrounding toxins until its purple body looked like it was about to burst, glowing with a faint, defensive aura after each successful charge. By the third one, the Pokémon looked twice as sturdy, a floating tank of Blob ready for anything.
As they ventured deeper into the cave, the flashlight beams soon landed on several small, brown heads poking out of the dirt. A few Level 2 and 3 Diglett blinked up at them. Odin's eyes narrowed as his System notifications came in his mind, scanning the wild Pokémon.
[Potential: Bronze...] [Potential: Bronze...]
"Trash," Odin muttered, not even bothering to take his hands out of his pockets. "These things have the potential of a wet paper bag. But hey, experience is experience. Poopie, take 'em out. Don't make a mess."
'Fuck why did I call him poopie?... God Dammit... tch'
Angel watched with a mix of pride and pity as the buffed-up Koffing bobbed forward. Even though the Diglett were weak, she didn't stop her cheering. "You can do it, Poopie! Look at how strong he is, Odin! He's like a little toxic cloud of destruction!"
Koffing easily bowled through the low-level Pokémon, gaining tiny slivers of experience with every defeated foe. Angel cheered for every "victory," rewarding the menacing Pokémon with more cuddles and praise, while Odin just rolled his eyes at the "grind."
"This is gonna take forever if we only find bronze-tier cucks" Odin grumbled, kicking a loose rock. "Angel, tell me if I fuck you in this cave, will that increase our odds of finding.. hmm i don't know, lets say, something like a gold potential maybe?."
"No... but last time you couldn't keep your hands off of my boobs and we found alot of silver potential didn't we? Or at least you said they were silver potential.. I don't still don't really know how you do it... but maybe if you come put those hands back here, where they belong.. you'll find something worthwhile?" She playfully jeered.
Odin didn't let the dull grind of Bronze-Potential Diglett ruin his mood. He reached out and slid his arm around Angel's waist, his right hand moving upward with practiced ease to firmly grab and fondle her breast. Angel let out a soft, pleased hum, leaning into his touch and shifting her body to give him better access. She was the one who had invited this kind of "hands-on" exploration, after all, and she seemed to walk with even more of a skip in her step while he played with her.
"Keep your eyes on the path, Snow-white," Odin teased, giving her a firm squeeze that made her breath hitch. "I'm busy multitasking back here."
While he occupied his hands with Angel, Odin turned his focus inward. System, he commanded mentally, filter out the trash. Stop showing me these Bronze-Potential nobodies. Only scan and alert me for the money making bois like Silver Potential and above.
The System hummed in his mind, recalibrating. For a moment, the interface was quiet—confirming his obvious suspicion that Gold Potential wasnt going to be on his menu Pokémon today sadly. Gold or anything higher was nowhere to be seen in these shallow tunnels. Finally, three pings resonated in his mind.
[DING!] [Three Silver-Potential Pokémon detected. Distance: 120 meters, 145 meters, and 160 meters ahead. Level 9, 11, 7, respectively]
'Well shit, put a Tracker on them,' Odin said to the system. 'I want their locations updated in real-time. Don't let them burrow away without me knowing. That's my money for fuck sake!'
The map in his mind now showed three silver blips moving deeper in the cave. Unlike the weaklings they'd been squashing, these ones actually had the potential to be worth the Poké Balls on his belt.. or well the money is his pockets.
"Angel," Odin said, his voice dropping the playful tone for a second as he directed his flashlight toward a narrow, downward-sloping side tunnel. "Stop cooing at Koffing for a second. There's something better than 'dirt-dicks' down that way. Lead us about a hundred meters in."
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...
They continued in silence until they finally reached the location where our current lvl 9 Diglett will soon be Odin's pitch Target.
"Should around here, keep your eyes open. And keep you nipples pointed too." Odin said
Angel, still flushed from his wandering hand, nodded eagerly. Her snowflake pupils glowed as she peered into the dark. "Ooh, the deeper veins! That's where the soil is richer. You have a good nose for this, Odin!"
'Yeah right, good nose.. whatever thanks system.' Odin thought to himself as he proudly took credits for the system's effort.
As Odin looked at the ground where Diglett should be. He suddenly of a fun idea.
"Yo Koffing, the should be there.. but let's try something. I need you to use smog and I mean like spam smog on that particular ground right there."
"Koff!" Koffing said as he got to work.
"Yeah keep it up until it turns purple bro" Odin cheered.
" what are you doing?" Angel asked
"Heh,The Diglett is clearly busy burrowing right down there. It's going to come back up soon anyway, so why not poison his exit right?"
"Huh.. that actually doesn't sound that bad, good thinking Odin".
"What can I say, I guess being handsome, a good fuck, a pokemon battle expert, a poké–" Odin didn't get to finish that sentence as Angel cut him off "Okay yeah, yeah yeah, I get it your amazing. But please stop adding to that list.. I swear that list is only getting bigger and bigger, I'm genuinely afraid that list will eventually be bigger than a Pokémon Guide book, with the way you keep adding things by the fly".
Odin looked at her weirdly, before starting over again "seems like being handsome, a good fuck and a Poké–"
*whack*
~x~
The ground began to tremble a little, indicating our local Diglett decided to finally come up for some fresh cave air.
"Koffing get ready, we're gonna play whack-a-mole. Start preparing [Body Slam]. As soon that fucker comes out whack him to death!"
~Koffing!
All 3 of them waited patiently....
"Any minute now..."
And soon the Diglett popped its head right out of a poisoned Smog covered ground even swallowing a little bit of it. But that was just the tip of the iceberg, because her real problem at the moment was, This huge Bloated Purple blob, coming down at her as if arceus himself has casted Judgement on her poor soul.
As Koffing hovers over Diglett, there's a brief, hollow whistle of air resistance as he drops his massive, buffed-up weight. *WHUMP*
Diglett makes a quick, High-Pitched squeak followed by the Sliding, Gritty sound of earth being displaced as he's hammered straight back into his hole. And even ends up eating more Poisoned dirt, and becoming badly Poisoned.
"You're so cool Poopie, The strongest Pokémon in all of Kanto" Angel cheered and praised Koffing.
Koffing almost materialized soke black shades as he was totally feeling himself.
Odin on the other hand stayed quiet. He didn't get a system notification that Diglett fainted..
'That's weird' Odin thought to himself 'Koffing is level 9, good attack IV, good attack base stats. Same level as him, and even buffed up 3 times by Stockpile.. not to mention Diglett's are build like paper.. their hp and even their defense is so pitifully low, it shouldn't by any chance survive a 3x Stockpile Body Slam.'
"Hold up guys it's done yet, this fucker is still up and kicking!"
Both Koffing and Angel tensed. They know Odin is never wrong when it comes to these things.
And he was right because soon after he said that the Diglett got up. Her eyes mad with anger, her skin giving a faint purple hue indicating she's poisoned, but she looks like she might collapse any moment.
"Never mind.. it's game over" Odin spoke.
As soon as he said the poison in Diglett's body flared, and the Diglett winced in pain and fainted as the dmg it recieved from the poison, wiped the last of her remaining strenght. Her body dropped.
[Diglett lvl 9 Fainted]
[Koffing level Up!, lvl 10]
[1 IV point gained]
"Alright now it's done" Odin said.
Although there was no need to say it. Everyone and their mother can see he was done for good.
Odin was about to show her her pitching skills again before Angel reminded him not kill the poor thing... he wanted to fight back until Angel said think about the money.
'Can't argue with that' he thought.
Odin just ended up casually throwing the Poké ball at the Diglett.
The ball didn't even shake once.. it just straight up caught it.
"Yo angel" Odin called out.
"What, Is it?" Angel replied.
"I'm going AFK, be right back", Odin went completely silent.
"What, AFK? What's that?" Angel asked, but didn't get any reply. "Wait no" she continued "don't tell me you're doing this again, where you completely go silent and ignore me for who knows how long while you stare into space!" Also, "look at your eyes they aren't even focused anymore your mentally gone!"
"HELLO!.. earth to Odin!"... "tch fine whatever ignore me, I don't care.. I'm not a needy girl, see if I care... though I wouldn't mind if you suddenly feel like bullying me now... any moment now"
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...
...
....
'Tch fine whatever' she thought to herself
Angel went ahead and flashed the light, looking for a decent flat rock sit on. Soon she found a rock and took her seat. Crossed her leg and boredly stared at Odin, not forgetting to flash the light at him so she can make sure no Pokémon jumps him... 'Yeah that's it' she thought, that's the reason she's flashing him. that must be it.
Koffing seeing her bored and irritated, decided to take a nap on her lap while waiting for Odin who probably decided to go say hello to arceus or something.
"I'm bored poopie" she said to Koffing, but it sounded more like she said it to herself rather than anyone.
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...
'So system open the Pokémon panel and show me Koffings stats.
[Ding]
[Koffing - level 10] [Gold Potential [E-Rank]
[Male] [Nickname - Poopie]
[Abilty - Levitate]
[Moves] - Body Slam - Tackle - Stockpile - Swallow - Taunt - Smog - Poison Gas - Smokescreen.
[New moves] - Smokescreen
[BASE STATS]
HP - 40
Attack - 65
Defense - 95
Special Attack - 60
Special Defense - 45
Speed - 35
Total: 340 [E-Rank]
[IV Spread]:
HP - 20
Attack - 25
Defense - 31
Special Attack - 18
Special defense - 30
Speed - 15
Total IV: 139 [Gold-Rank]
Free IV Points: 3
'Hmm nothing looks inherently wrong... it's even stronger actually'
'Yo system, higher level you are, does being on the same make a big difference?'
[It depends host, the species or if one is still in their pre-evolved and things like that do play a role or their base stat and iv distribution, all of those do play a role as well into deciding who is equal on the same level]
'So what about a Koffing with my stats Koffings stats versus a Diglett on the same level?'
[The Diglett wouldn't stand a chance no matter what.. unless your stupid of course]
Ignoring that remark, Odin continued his question.
' so what about a 3 times attack boosted Koffing with Body Slam, A.K.A also known as my Poo– Blob. Would he able to one shot a Diglett on the same level?'
[The Diglett would faint right away.. no it would be mashed potato If that happened.]
So why didn't mines one-shot!?
[Because it wasn't attacked boosted]
'Huh what do you mean? I Stockpiled him 3 times'
[Ding]
[STOCKPILE]
[Stockpile raises the user's Defense and Special Defense by one stage each and charges up power for use with companion moves Spit Up or Swallow. Stockpile can be used up to three times before its companion moves, which will attack or recover HP respectively.
The power of Spit Up and HP gained from Swallow varies depending on how many times Stockpile was used. After one of those moves is used, the user loses the Defense and Special Defense boosts.]
Oh I see.. but wait.. why was Koffing getting his Attack Buff from Stockpile before but not now..
[That's because Host was on a Beginner buff, that boosted all attack or special attack by 1 when host uses any moves that provide a buff]
[That buff expired]
'Whuuttt the fuck.... why didn't you fucking tell me that then!.'
[I was on the Host's Character Panel.. but Host never looked at it...]
'You've got to be fucking kidding me'
'Open... the character panel... '
[DING]
Name: Odin [no last name] [last name can be given or earned]
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Age: 18
Sex: Male
Height: 188CM (can be increased with character points).
Occupation: Team Rocket (locked)
Rank: Grunt
Nationality: Kantonian.
Cock size: 12 Inch.(can be increased with character points)
Region: Kanto(locked)
[can be unlocked by]:
1. [100 days, Get to know Kanto, period] (97 days left]
2. [Get promoted to Elite Officer]
3. [Evolve Koffing]
[Only one needs to be completed.]
Character points: 1 (can be earned through certain self growth achievements)
Current Buffs: none
Past Buffs: Beginner boost(expired)
Buff list [2x exp] cost 1 SP(system points)
[2x buff amp] cost 1 sp [2x IV] cost 1 sp.
System points: 1. (Can be earned through certain achievements)
—————
'Damn even my cock size? Can be increased'
'Wait that's not Important... what's important is that I need to know what the fuck all this shit is'
"Odin I really need to pee, so I'm going leave you there for a second okay!, and I'm taking Poopie with me. So just stare the Diglett's away if they come bothering while I'm away okay?!" Angel said, as she picked Koffing up from her lap.
"Keep watch okay poopie?" She said as tried looking for a decent spot.
"Koff!"
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....
'So, what counts as achievements system?'
[For example having a platinum rank/potential or diamond Pokémon] or [defeating a Gym leader] [Evolve your first Pokémon] [your Pokémon got their first egg]
[Be a good daddy and hatch your first Pokémon egg] etc..
'Okay I get that.. I just can't imagine Koffing being a dad'
Also what about the Buffs? Are they permanent? Or temporary?
[Temporary, host, each buff last 2 days after being activated]
'Okay... so I got need to be picky with what I choose and I choose it.. hmm I guess I'll save it for now.. except that Character point... for some reason I want to be taller.. my dick is good for now.'
'1 point to height!'
[Ding]
[New Height: 189CM]
'I don't feel any taller... but I must be right? The system says so it must be.'
[Host is taller]
'Thanks bro... point we'll spend.'
'Now back to Stockpile... so I've been duped.. and now I got to deal with Koffing not having a sweet ass 3x attack boost.'
'Still fuck you system for that!'
'Well what ever, lets just make up for it with putting my 3 points of IV in attack'
[DING]
Current Attack IV = 28
'Sweet. Aight well mystery solved, im done here.... wait give me one more scan! Let's see what's up and only Silver rank or higher pls'
[4 Diglett spotted: [lvl 11] 20 meters distance
[Lvl 7] 53 meters distance. [Lvl 6] 132 meters distance [lvl 15] 267 Meters Distance.
'Damn lvl 15?, Aye save that one for last.. put tracker on the 2 new ones... and he sure is far away.. and I must at least be about 400 meters in by now' ... ' I gues it's true when she said the deeper you go the higher the level'
'Well i Intent on going deeper, im not stopping until Koffing is at least lvl 15 himself and I've caught at least 20 of them or something... that should give me enough to buy 2 PokéGear.'
"HELLO ODIN!" Angel yelled, frustration very apparent.
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.....
~X~
"Aye I'm back, so what I missed" Odin said as he looked around
"Fucking finally... me and Poopie even ate a few snacks and, you... you.. you look.. taller ish?" Angel spoke out.
"Do, I look taller?.. huh.. interesting.. I guess being Handsome, A good fuck, a Pokémon battl–" again he didn't finish it...
Angel wouldn't him finish it. As she shoved the she snack she was saving for Odin, right in his mouth.
"I'm not taking that disrespect" Odin scoffed
Bring ass here RIGHT NOW!!
*SPANK* *SPANK* *SPANK*
"KYAAAA"
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"Okay we're here.. get ready he should be around here somewhere... I'm sure of it" Odin said, alert and looking around.
"Ugh... Odin it's right here... next to me" Angel said as she pouted, still mad that Odin left her ass with a burning red mark that is still stinging even right now.
She crossed her arm and stretched one finger towards the Diglett who seems to just be curiously looking at Angel.. not doing anything other that... kinda like a creep, Angel was still pouting as she glared at Odin.
"Huh wow I didn't see it.. must be because of all that glaring or something", he teased and looked at Koffing, "bro who you waiting for? Just body slam him already. Fucking Whack-a-mole him bro"
Koffing got the first hit with a body slam and actually gave the Diglett a paralysis status..
"Yo angel? What's that yellow lightning coming out that cuck?" Odin asked.
"Paralysis.. paralyzed" Angel stated, her voice bored..
The Diglett tried attack Koffing... but It used sand attacked... and Koffing just stood there, unaffected..
The Diglett blinked a few times, confused as to why nothing happened.
Koffing in Pokémon language just told Diglett "it's okay bro, try again, it must of been a glitch in the system or something. shit happens. Just try that sand attack again"
Meanwhile, Odin
"If you keep acting that dry.. I'll buy a Pokédex, try me bitch."
"NOOO, YOU'RE STUCK WITH ME FOREVER, DEAL WITH IT" Angel yelled out.
The batte between Diglett and Koffing still going in the background. "Sorry man, I guess sand attack just doesn't work anymore... oh well don't blame the player, Blame the game" koffing spoke to Diglett one last time in Poké language.
"Whunk" ~Koffing used [Body Slam]
[Diglett Fainted]
And soon after Odin and Angel stopped arguing, Odin threw a poké ball.
[Diglett Caught]!!
□□□□□□□□
And so time went on~
"KOFFING WHUNK HIM RIGHT IN THE DICK!! BOODDDYYYYYY SLAAAAMM!!"
*WHUNK!* ~ Koffing used Body Slam
[Diglett fainted]
[Diglett caught]
——
"Guess what My next command is?"
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...
"YUP THATS RIGHT! BOODDYYYY SLAM FULL POWER!! FUCK HIM UP!!!!"
*WHUNK*~ [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
Koffing level Up!
[1 free IV point gained]
□□□□□□
*WHUNK* [DIGLETT FAINTED] [CAUGHT]]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
[Koffing Leveled up]
[1 Free IV Point Gained]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
[Koffin Leveled up!]
[1 Free IV Point Gained]
[Koffing Learned [Clear smog]
———
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted] [Caught]
*WHUNK* [Diglett fainted]
"Shit I'm out of Poké balls...."
"Fuck my life Angel... tell me it's Mark's fault for forgetting to tell me "you always never have enough Poké balls" Odin cried out.
"It's marks fault Odin" Angel said with a smile.
"Fuck I know right? That fucking nerd man.." Odin complained.
~X~
'Damn It, with no Pokéballs, there's basically no more reason to stay here.... but I've gotten so deep already' Odin thought to himself, pondering on what to do next ' i purposely avoided that lvl 15 Diglett because I wanted to level Koffing up once more before fighting him... but that Diglett kept moving in deeper and deeper and I didn't want to lose him. But now'
Odin stared up at his system screen
[Diglett lvl 15](Silver) 35 meters distance
[Diglett [lvl 21](Silver) 129 meters distance
[Diglett lvl 18] (Silver) 64 Meters Distance.
Diglett lvl 21] (Silver) 86 Meters Distance
[Diglett lvl 17] (Silver) 55 meters distance
[Diglett lvl 24] (Silver) 432 meters Distance
[Dugtrio lvl 29] (Gold) 984 Meters Distance
'I think I entered dangerous territory here..'
'There's even a Gold Potential Pokémon right here.. but it's a completely impossible foe for me at the moment.. realistically I can take out the lvl 15 and level up.. and then challenge the 17.. and then the lvl 18 hopefully netting me an extra level.. if not just grind the exp on my way back home.'
'Is what I would've loved.. but at the moment Koffing looks a little weird... and sick.. I don't know... he doesn't look right and he's sweating alot'.
~x~
"The grind sure was brutal" Odin pointed out at Koffing's body "at least he reached lvl 13.
He was sagging in the air, his purple skin slick with a strange, oily sweat, looking utterly exhausted.
"Poopie! Oh, my poor baby!" Angel cried, her silver eyes brimming with tears of pure maternal terror. She hovered over him, her white hair swaying as she frantically wiped his brow with her sleeve. "Odin, look at him! He's shaking! Is he sick? Is it the cave air? We have to go back, we have to stop! Poopie, please, just look at me!"
"Holy shit, can you be more dramatic Angel? Jesus fuck girl, what was that" Odin said as he looked at her weirdly, wondering why she needs to be so dramatic.. "yes his clearly not okay" he passed and continued "but holy fuck calm down, you acting like his your child or something".
Angel glared and him and then ignored him.
Koffing tried to put on a brave face, puffing his cheeks out to look tough for his princess, but he was vibrating with a dangerous, unstable energy. For over six hours, he had been holding in Three layers of Stockpile. His body was a pressurized tank of volatile energy with no release valve, and he felt like he was seconds away from detonating.
Suddenly, a red warning flared in Odin's vision: [DANGER: Diglett Lvl 15 (Silver) - 15 Meters - APPROACHING RAPIDLY]
"Shit!" Odin barked, his eyes widening. This was the Silver-tier target they'd been stalking, but it was moving with a speed that defied physics, a brown blur tearing through the soil. "Koffing, watch out! Incoming!"
It was too late. The Diglett erupted from the ground like a cannonball, slamming a high-velocity Headbutt directly into Koffing's side. The impact was loud, like a hammer hitting a drum. Thanks to the triple Stockpile, Koffing's body was as hard as iron, and he tanked the physical blow—but the kinetic energy was the final straw.
The pressure inside Koffing finally snapped.
Instinct took over. Koffing's mouth flew open, and instead of a wheeze, a blinding, torrential beam of pure, concentrated violet energy exploded outward. It wasn't just a move; it was a Spit Up backed by six hours of compressed power. The blast looked like a Hyper Beam, illuminating the entire cavern in a jagged, purple strobe light.
The Diglett didn't even have time to squeak. The beam caught it point-blank, sending it hurtling backward through the air like a ragdoll. It smashed into the far cavern wall with a sickening thud and slumped to the ground, instantly fainted and smoking from the sheer force of the one-shot Attack
[Diglett lvl 15] [Silver-Potential]
[Fainted!]
[Koffing Leveled up]
[1 Free IV Point Gained]
[New move Learned! Spit Of!]
Silence fell over the cave, save for the ringing in their ears. Koffing deflated instantly, looking half his size but finally, blessedly, relieved.
"Holy..." Odin breathed, his hand still frozen on Angel's waist. He looked at the crater in the wall where the Diglett had landed. "That wasn't a Spit Up, that was a tactical nuke."
Angel, however, didn't care about the power. She scooped the exhausted, now-thin Koffing into her arms, sobbing with relief. "You did it! You saved us, Poopie! You're the strongest, bravest, most wonderful boy in the world!"
"Yeah gotta admit that was pretty awesome Bro!" He gave Koffing a thumbs up " plus one point for style"
[Plus 1 point for style!!]
"Too bad I don't have a poké ball...." Odin said dejectedly.
"Actually Odin.... I have 1 poké ball with me... but just one.. I was actually keeping it just in case in the near future, if I ever see a pokemon I wanted.. I could ask you fo-for help... and help me catch it" She said nervously.
"You want to try being a trainer? Sure no problem why not, don't know how one becomes one too.. I'm just a gangster what do i know?" Odin shrugged "lend me that ball Angel, I'll buy you a new one... actually I'll get you a way better one."
"Okay, here" she said, as she gave him the Poké ball with a gentle smile.
Odin took it and said his thanks. His attention on catching the Diglett. He took a good look at and couldn't help but praise Koffing again. "Damn bro, you didn't just smoke that guy.. no, you fucking zero'd him, you Fucking Flatlined him!.. fuck that was badass.. we are gonna fuck those 2 lvl 17 and 18 after this. " Odin Said excitedly.
"The body is still smoking bro.. shit how hot was that beam?" Odin said as he watched a faint smoke pour out of Digglett's body.
"Now watch this pitch Angel!, if I get a 10, you'll suck me off in this cave!" Odin playfully said.
"You go soldier!, show me your best throw!, but don't kill the pokemon please and don't miss, that's my Poké ball! " Angel playfully added as she smiled and winked at Odin
His eyes locked onto the smoking, fainted Silver-tier Diglett with the cold focus of a professional hunter. He held Angel's Poké ball in his hands firmly as he took a *deep breath*, his movements fluid and practiced.
He stepped into a wide, athletic stance, his boots grinding into the cave's gravel for maximum leverage. He took a brief, deliberate moment to stretch his throwing arm, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. Then, the wind-up began. He coiled his body like a spring, twisting his torso back until his lead shoulder was pointed directly at the target.
With a sudden, violent explosion of movement, Odin unleashed the throw. It wasn't a casual toss; it was a professional pitch backed by raw, lethal power. He stepped forward with a thunderous stomp, his arm whipping forward in a blur of black fabric. The Poké Ball left his hand with a distinct crack of breaking air, traveling in a perfectly straight, whistling line.
The ball slammed into the Diglett's face with a heavy, *Smack*, the sheer speed and power behind the impact nearly pinning the Pokémon further into the rock wall. The device clicked open instantly, bathed in a sharp, red light that sucked the Diglett inside.
Before the ball even hit the ground, it emitted a high-pitched, electric ping—a Critical Catch(not that Odin knows or understands this mechanic, but i included it anyway). It didn't even wobble; the center button flashed once and went dark, signaling a perfect, instantaneous capture.
Odin let out a sharp whistle, adjusting his Team Rocket hat as he looked at his handiwork. "Not a bad haul for a day in the dirt," he grunted, the adrenaline still coursing through him.
"Odin! That was amazing!" Angel squealed, still clutching a weary Poopie to her chest. "You looked so... so cool! Like a real master!"
"Yeah they called this stance and throw the "Pussy Drifter" there hasn't been a single bitch who didn't drift their pussy at me after seeing this throw, and something tells me you won't be any different." He smirked, all smug "so what's the score? From 1 to 10?"
" 10 " Angel said, her melodic like a Siren, as she playfully sticked out her tong and seductively began locking her lips, never releasing her gaze from Odin.
"Fuckkk..." Odin cried out...
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Odin developed a new strategy as he went ahead and targeted the other Diglett's at lvl 17 and 18.
The strategy was simple, very similar. Just use Stockpile 3 times and then Spit Of. To make sure he won't mis. And risk losing his 3 painfully Piled Stockpile. Odin made sure to only use it after Making Koffing Taunt the Diglett, and then once it went for the hit, just trade blows with him and Blast him with Spit Of.
Even for the level 18, it was still a one-shot, 'that move is absolutely broken and I love Koffing now' Odin happily thought to himself.
[Diglett fainted]
[Diglett fainted]
[Koffing Leveled Up]
[1 Free IV Point Gained]
Angel being the best pocket porter posible, offered to carry the lvl 18 Diglett in her hands, back to home, or simply just buy a poké ball on the way home, from the Poké Mart.
the 3 of them walked back to the entrance, which turned out to be a real long walk, as they went pretty deep inside the cave today. If dont hurry, by the time they are out, I'll be in the midnight somewhere. So they rapidly quickened their pace.
Koffing kept his Stockpile up, and body slammed everything was in the way or came in the way, which turned out to be quite a bit of Pokémon.. but Koffing didn't gain any levels, it seems weaker pokemon just aren't cutting it anymore.. only similar or higher lvl Will give anything worth of a experience point.
Odin pas particularly very excited as his hands constantly groping and fondling Angel's breast, squeezing them as he liked.
Because he noticed a slight cheat, when it came to this system.
It's very hidden, you won't even notice it if you don't bother to deliberately search for it.
But while being bored out of his mind on the way back, he was quiet checking the Pokémon he caught. And in turned out... Angel is his Golden egg, his Lucky Charm.
Because with the same Poké ball he used from Angel to catch the lvl 15 Diglett.
That Diglett happen to have a nice little present for Me that only needed the system to tweet it a bit, so that it becomes usable.
Here is the thing. For gold potential, the Total IV needs to be between 121-150.
And this Diglett had a total iv of 120... making it exactly 1 point away from being a gold Potential Pokémon.
So Odin registered the Diglett as his pokemon, and edited him in the Pokémon Panel, dumping all the 15 points of free IV it had into his HP. Because he actually had 0 IV in the Hp. Completely paper.
Now he has a Gold Potential Diglett with him, ready to cash in for some nice fucking cash. He checked the others but no luck.
But now he knows, That it is much better to just go catch a higher level Silver-Potential, because of its higher lvl, it might have Enough free IV points to bring it to gold-Potential. The higher the lvl the better.
Now Odin truly found his money making cheat. And since every Potential Rank increases after every 30 Points of IV. That practically means that every level 30+ Silver-Potential Pokémon is a insta guaranteed Gold Potential Pokémon. (Only Platinum to Diamond doesn't require 30 point)
How can he not be happy?, he needs to squeeze Angel's boobs even tighter and probably thank her for being his golden Goose. Odin might have truly fallen in love now with her.
And then they finally reached the exit or their original entrance actually.
What greeted them was the night sky, but it seems To have just turned dark, That leaves them with a little time to sort a few things out.
But is manageable if they hurry.
For starters a Poké ball!, Because his golden Goose, his lucky charm is currently carrying a lvl 18 Diglett that she chose herself.. which means high chance to turn GOLD!!
"HAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAH" Odin laughed out loudly like a maniac as he stared at the freshly new night sky.
"Did you catch a Gold-Potential Pokémon or something?" Angel innocently asked, a bit worried from his odd behavior.
"Angel I will never ever leave you! From now on you SHALL REMAIN AT MY SIDE UNTIL DEATH DO US APART! " Odin declared his love! And Continued screaming " DO YOU HEAR ME ALL OF KANTO!!! SHE IS MINE!! MINE! MINE! HAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!.
He paused as he left Angel speachless.
He looked at the Night sky again and then back at her. 'Yeah fuck yeah' he thought to himself
"ANGEL!, I LOVE YOU! UNTIL DEATH DO US PART! YOU HEAR ME?! NO ONE ELSE GETS YOU! YOU'RE MINE!"
"HAHAHAHHAGAGAGAHHAHAHAHA,
YOUR MY FUCKING LUCKY CHARM AND MY GOOLDEN GOOSE YOU SILLY GIRL!!!"
Angel's world stopped. Her breath caught in her throat as the snowflake pupils in her eyes pulsed with a brilliant, silver radiance. The sheer, raw intensity of his declaration—the way he claimed her like a prize won from the gods—sent a surge of heat through her pale, translucent skin. She felt her knees go weak, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped Bird Pokémon.
"Odin..." she gasped, her voice breaking with pure, unbridled devotion. The tears began to fall, hot and fast, as she realized he wasn't just bullying her anymore—he was enshrining her.
She didn't care who heard. She didn't care if the whole world knew she belonged to a Team Rocket Grunt. She dropped her bag and the Diglett in her arms, and sprinted toward him, her white hair flying behind her like a silk banner. She launched herself into his arms, wrapping her slender, ghost-pale legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, sobbing with a joy so intense it was almost painful.
"I'm yours! Only yours!" she cried into his shoulder, her body trembling against his. "I'll never leave you! I'll be your lucky charm until the end of time!"
Odin let out a triumphant, villainous laugh, clutching her wide hips and holding her tight against his uniform, the entrance to the cave looming behind them like a gateway to their new life.
Angel was a complete mess of worship and lust, her face buried in Odin's neck as she began to pour out a stream of absolute filth. Between her frantic, wet kisses, she started moaning out every dark thought she'd been holding in.
"I'm your pathetic little ghost, Odin!" she whimpered, her snowflake pupils blown wide and pulsing. "Claim me... ruin me right here in the dirt! I want you to spank me until I can't sit down, punish me for being such a needy, shameless slut for you! Use my body however you want—sell me, break me, just never let me go! I want to feel you deep inside me every night until you mess my insides up so bad I can't walk! Give me a baby, Odin... I want to carry a little Rocket brat just like you, a permanent mark that I belong to my Daddy forever!"
At the word "baby," Odin's brain did a record-scratch. He snapped awake, his eyes narrowing as his inner bully took the wheel. He didn't get soft; he got meaner.
"A baby? Bitch You've really lost your mind, haven't you, you delusional freak?" he growled, his hands moving from fondling to a brutal, rhythmic Spanking that echoed off the cave entrance. WHACK. "You think a low-life grunt like me wants a screaming brat tied to him? You're just a Good Luck toy, Bitch! A beautiful, pale, Snow-white, empty-headed Bitch I use to keep my bed warm and my ego fed!"
He leaned in, his fingers sliding into her Pussy with zero gentleness, mocking her as he felt her body respond. "Look at you, cumming like a whore just because I'm calling you trash! You're so disgusting, Angel. A total degenerate. You're literally dripping for a guy who treats you like a pet."
Angel let out a strangled, euphoric cry, her long seductive legs locking around his waist in a death grip as she Came Hard right against his hand. The ecstasy of his insults combined with the physical release was too much; she sagged against him, her face a mask of pure, dazed bliss. She didn't care that he called her trash—to her, being his trash was the highest honor in the world.
"Yes... your toy," she sobbed happily, her silver eyes rolling back. "Use me up, Daddy... I love it when you're mean."
Odin just let out a dark, satisfied chuckle, feeling her aftershocks against his palm. "Good girl. Now shut up and get your shaking ass off of me. We've got work to do, like reaching a Poké Mart and getting a poké ball and make some money."
But Angel clung herself tighter on him instead, her mouth nibbling on his ear, not bothering to reply to him. Instead she goes and playfully whisper in his ears, not forgetting to stick her tongue in.
"Be honest Odin, you really love this type of degenerate shit don't you, although I prefer being the cute innocent girl instead" she seductively teased"
'You're anything but a innocent cute girl. But yeah I love this degenerate shit, next time be a bit more degenerate. I might even considered the baby you talked about'
"Don't give me hope about the baby Odin.. I really won't let you sleep anymore if you tease me with a baby, that's my love language."
"Haha, you're a funny one, first time I ever hear that. I didn't know getting a baby put inside of you is a love language. Oh well enough about this, let's go back to Pewter City."
"Okay... shall I tell you more Pick up Lines on our way back?"
"Only if it glorifies me baby"
"I'll glorify you this whole night, so don't be so impatient, you big baby"
oh yeah, forgot about Koffing.. he witnessed everything...