For a long moment, the room was silent. The only sound was the slow, steady breathing of the three of them.
The two women did not move. They weren't frozen by command, but by shock.
They were already his slaves, and he was their master. He could order them to do anything, and their bodies would obey even if their minds screamed no.
But instead, he bowed.
Ash sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for both women to sit as well.
They hesitated, yet their bodies obeyed without thought and settled into the chairs across from him.
He told them everything, voice calm and honest.
How one day a blue system window had simply appeared before his eyes.
How it gave him missions: "Make this woman your slave"… "Capture this Pokémon"… "Reach this level."
Every completed mission brought rewards: a stronger body, new skills, special items.
Every refusal brought punishment.
He even slipped in a smooth, convincing lie.
"The first time I refused, when it told me to enslave my own mom, I said no. The system shocked me with electricity for ten full minutes. I was on the floor screaming. After that, the timers got shorter and the shocks got worse. I learned I don't really have a choice."
He looked down, letting his voice tremble just enough to sound real.
"I hate parts of it," he said quietly. "I never wanted to hurt any of you. I swear I didn't."
He took a slow breath.
"But if I don't finish the missions… the punishment doesn't just hit me. It gets worse for everyone I care about too: Mom, Daisy, all the others."
"And there's a main mission: I have to compete in the Indigo League. That means traveling everywhere, collecting badges… and enslaving more women along the way.
I hate it. I never wanted this."
"But I have no choice. I have to keep going."
Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny listened in silence, eyes wide, faces pale.
Some of it sounded insane… but the glowing system windows he showed them, the impossible abilities, the slave mark on their skin, it was too real to deny.
They didn't know what to believe, but for the first time since the yesterday, pure terror began to mix with something else: confusion… and the tiniest, unwanted drop of pity.
Later, Ash spoke in a low, almost ashamed voice.
"The reason I got you pregnant," he said, glancing at Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny, "was because I only unlocked the Healing Pod ability from Officer Jenny yesterday. Before that… I was terrified. Really terrified."
He drew a slow breath.
"I thought… after everything I'd done to you, once the shock and fear faded, some of you might try to hurt yourselves. I'd already seen it almost happen before. With Daisy Oak… I'll never forget the moment she held a knife to her throat, tears streaming down her face, begging, 'Why won't you even let me die?' It broke my heart. It took so long for her to calm down. Back then, she didn't have anything like the Healing Pod…"
He looked down at his hands.
"So I thought… if there was a baby inside you, something alive that needed you… you'd never do that. You'd keep going, for the child. It was the only way I could think of to protect you from yourselves."
He met their eyes, voice steady but gentle.
"But after Officer Jenny gave me the Healing Pod ability… I didn't make Jessie member of Team Rocket, pregnant. And from now on, with this skill, I won't make any more women pregnant. I promise. You two… and the babies you're carrying… that was the last time."
He bowed his head again, quiet and sincere.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you both. I know 'sorry' doesn't fix anything… but I mean it. I'll take full responsibility for everything, for you and for the babies."
He looked at Nurse Joy, then at Officer Jenny, eyes soft and serious.
"If you want… I'll marry you. Both of you. Properly. In front of everyone. So you and our children will never have to feel alone or ashamed."
Something shifted in the room, quiet and heavy.
Ash's words hung in the air: simple, clumsy, but completely sincere. He was ready to take full responsibility if they agreed.
Nurse Joy stared at him, eyes still red and wet, but the pure hatred that had burned there all night had dulled into something sadder, more tired.
Officer Jenny's clenched fists loosened; her arms dropped to her sides.
They didn't forgive him.
Not yet.
Maybe they never would.
But the sharp, burning hatred that had filled them all night had cracked, just a little.
He wasn't the cruel, laughing monster they had imagined in their darkest moments.
He was just a young boy, trapped in something huge and terrifying, forced to hurt people the same way they were now forced to obey him.
A victim too, in his own twisted, horrible way.
The thought didn't erase what he'd done.
It didn't make the pain or the fear disappear.
But it dulled the edge of their hatred, turning it into something heavier, sadder, and far more complicated.
Nurse Joy was the first to speak, voice soft and low.
"We… we understand your situation. It doesn't make it right… but we get it."
She rubbed her eyes, trying to smile. It didn't quite reach her eyes.
"We'll need time. A lot of time to think about this."
Officer Jenny nodded slowly.
"You can't stay here forever anyway. You have to participate in the League, collect the badges…"
She paused, then added quietly,
"And… you're still young."
Neither woman hated him the way they had an hour ago. The thought slipped into their minds almost against their will:
He's just a boy…
Yet now, when they looked at him, he no longer seemed like a monster. He looked… handsome. Young, strong, and (whether they wanted to admit it or not) the father of the child growing inside each of them.
If only he didn't have to keep enslaving more women, they might have said yes to marrying him right then and there.
But that didn't seem like an option anymore.
Both of them sighed inwardly.
They stood up together, brushing tears away, forcing small, shaky smiles.
Nurse Joy smoothed her dress one last time.
"I have to open the Center soon… Pokémon are waiting."
Officer Jenny adjusted her cap.
"I took the day off. I'm going home to rest… and think."
Ash handed them their Poké Balls without a word.
They took them, fingers brushing his for a second, then turned and walked to the door.
As it closed softly behind them, the room suddenly felt empty.
Ash stood alone for a moment, then reached into his system space and pulled out the third pink Slave Ball.
Jessie's.
He took a slow breath and pressed the button.
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