Magnus: Well, here is my first attempt to take on the Pokegirl world, I decided that the Pokegirl World is a dark place that needs someone with high morals to try to change it, so, expect a serious story, with serious development, and some angst moments, this is not your typical sex crazed tale, also the main character by no means is special, inhuman or super powered, his range of skills, while uncommon, can be learned by any normal human, now I leave you to enjoy this work, and remember, Read and Review!

Disclaimer: We own nothing, Mark Hunter is an alias created by me, and coincidences with names, situations, places, teachings, and whatnot, are that, pure coincidences

Chapter 1

The Stranger

"What is a Monster?, A Monster is SOMETHING or SOMEONE that you can't neither understand or fight, and that lack of understanding terrifies you, I'm a Monster" –Mark Hunter-

It was raining, and the sun was already down, under this conditions, a lone man, 6' 2'' tall, on his twenties, with tan skin, brown eyes, dark brown messy short hair, dressed on brown jeans, black shirt, and a white lab coat was visible under the lights of the once beautiful European city, he was running at the top of his speed, yet making as less noise as possible, with very little success, he wasn't heading home, he no longer had one, he was fleeing

'Don't stop, keep running, aim for the shadows, the forest is near', came a voice from inside himself, it was a self created to remind him about what was needed to be done, his own voice, a little mental exercise that he learned long time ago in school

'I know! I know!, Damn it!, what I've done to deserve it?!', He asked to himself, since he knew that absolutely no one will be able to answer him, and that wasn't only for being alone

'Stay focused, first reach the woods, then cross the river, after that find a cave to rest, when you complete those tasks, you can drone about how your last lover decided to stab your back and turn you to the authorities, Mr. Savior of Mankind', His inner voice mocked at his disgrace, he really cursed himself for adding THAT kind of humor sense to his internal voice

He kept running, he barely had any of his belongings on him, a back pack with his own journal, a book of medicinal herbs, a small book of first aid, a laptop with enough secrets to have both the KGB and the CIA hot in his trail, and strapped to his side, one of his most precious collectible items, a Fantasy Medieval Sword that he ordered by Internet with way so much specifications to cost one year of payment, unfortunately, he lacked the training to use it like in those animes, where the heroes can cut bullets in half mid-flight, maybe if his pursuers were holding knives, blades, or melee weapons, he could stand a chance, so long they fought one-on-one, but no, they were armed with assault riffles, submachine guns, grenades, shotguns and... well, you got the idea...

'THERE IS THE FOREST LINE!!!', he thought, full of hope, embracing his freedom, once there he was as good as free, for there the roles will be reversed, he'll be the predator, and the soldiers will be as harmful as lost puppies, that's it, until a loud bang and a sharp pain on his shoulder made him to roll to one of the last alleys before the forest line

"I SAID STOP RIGHT THERE!!!", A soldier shouted, he shot with a handgun because his orders were to bring this person alive, and his belongings unharmed, in fact, the last part was so important, that if his belonging, like his laptop, suffered any damage, the responsible of the damage and their families will be executed for treason, that's why no one had used heavy fire against him... yet

'Ok... let's see, this alley is a dead end, the only exit is where I entered it, which is just below a nice street lamp that will give the soldiers a nice target to shot at, at least the injury is a mere bruise, so much they value my package over my life... what to do?, what to do?', he thought, he tried to remain calm, yet the rain wasn't helping, so cold, so damn constant

'You'll have to kill them', His inner voice deadpanned, making him grimace

'I hate killing people...', He replied, not that he hadn't done it before, but he wasn't a cold blooded assassin

'You have no option, they'll kill you once they get what they want, then they'll kill millions of innocents', His inner voice reasoned, he hated when it was right, which was always

'This is going to become worst, killing people to get away, nice way to be branded as public enemy...', He thought while getting ready for one of the few 'inhuman' things he was able to do

'You are already enemy of the nations, because you saved lives they wanted to end for political ends, they want you dead for being a bless, not for being a curse, you just need to show them that you can be both, so they'll think it twice before strike, giving you time to blend in another location, and start again, and this time, stop playing hero', His inner voice stated

He wanted to curse under his breath, he really wanted, but he needed to concentrate on his current task... which was creating a curse against his pursuers... no joke, no magic, as obscure as it sounds, cursing was one of his 'skills', the bless and taint of his ancestors

"GET OUT WITH THE HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM!!!", the soldier shouted, getting closer to the corner of the small alley, until he heard some mumbles, nothing that he could understood, probably something in Spanish, Jewish, Chinese or Japanese, because the mumbles were rhythmic... yet unholy, he made signals to his squad to lend him support if needed, and be ready to shot at the target if he tries to flee, then he got closer, until he was under the light of the street light, and then something weird happened, the light went off, the soldier felt something sticky hitting his eyes, and he fell to the ground screaming on agony

The squad got to him instantly, wondering what happened, as soon as they got close enough, they saw their target just behind the screaming soldier, with a belt with six grenades, the look on his face was cold, calculating, and the finger in the cord that held the security safes of the explosives prevented them from doing anything, if they shot, they'll kill him or damage the package, which meant death for them, if they shot at the legs or arms, he'll more likely will pull of the secures, detonating the grenades, which ended in the last stated punishment, so, they'll opted to play his game for the time began, so, they lowered their weapons, and began to move closer to their companion, who was still sobbing, their target moved backwards, but made no demand, the result was easily predictable, at some moment, he'll turn to run away and they'll resume the chase... until he smiled

"To the hell with you", He said in a cold voice, pulling out all the secures of the grenades, and throwing the belt toward the downed companion, action that left dumbstruck the soldiers, it was truly unexpected, the man quickly ran behind a metallic dumpster that was really nearby, the soldiers didn't react fast enough, the explosion soon ended with the lives of the patriotic soldiers, allowing the man to reach the forest, he knew he wasn't safe yet, but at least he would be able to fight back with less noise, and he'll need that, for the explosion most likely have attracted unwanted attention, signaling his escape route

Two hours later...

He was still walking on the forest, the rain has just become a raging storm, it was a good thing in the fact that he will not be tracked, but the water was cold, really cold, which means that he would be on a crisis very soon, he will need not only a place to rest, but a way to heat himself up, or he'll suffer frostbite, but that will lead to another trouble, should he make fire, he'll be easily tracked, his backpack way too valuable for the army to let him go so easily, his mind was racing with all the possibilities, none of them too favorable, suddenly, some strange sound startled him a lot, he turned to the direction of the sound, just to see a ball of... something... it was pitch black, and it seemed to absorb everything that was near enough, like the rain droplets

'A singularity!, wow, never saw one before!', he thought, amazed by such strange thing, for a moment, he forgot about his current problem

'Right, take a photo and stay away, there is no record about what happens to the things absorbed in one', His inner voice stated

'Right, just a photo then, maybe on my new identity I could show this to enter the scientific community again', He thought with some happiness taking out his cell phone, and aiming for the strange phenomenon

'Thinking better about it, don't take the photo, and focus on the current task, with your fucking bad luck this can jump from dangerous to deadly any given second', His inner voice warned, but it was too late, for some reason, he forgot to turn off the flash of the camera, and the singularity reacted to this, suddenly expanding, and engulfing the man

Meanwhile in a lab in some other dimension...

"Ok, keep the potency and be ready, we can't know what can come out of a dimensional hole", Prof. William Bright almost sang, he loved to play mad scientist, and he almost had an orgasm when he was allowed to test his trans-dimensional transporter, the principle was simple enough, bending space and time over another dimension to instantly transport inanimate objects from one place to another, of course, they need to make sure that the dimension used was safe to do so, so, a test of a few minutes was required to see is something could be able to cross, and for good or ill, something was able to do so

"WHAT THE HELL?!", he, along all the security staff, shouted, for a man dropped from the dimensional hole, he was laying there, unconscious, and for the looks of it, injured

"What do we do about this?", an OfficerJenny asked, looking at the injured man

"Take him to the Pokecenter, I'll report this as a success", The Professor replied, with a strange gleam on his eyes

"WHAT?!", The Jenny shouted

"By the laws of the Blue League, and under the wise advise of the Prof. Stroak, we must take all the dimensional travelers to health care and then introduce them to our world, and remember to keep quiet about his origins, you don't want to be disposed off, don't you?", Prof. Bright threat made the Jenny shiver, and she did as told, it was the law after all

Pokecenter, sometime in the morning...

In a bed on the second floor of the building, a man opened his eyes fast to survey his surroundings, but he regretted this action immediately, for his eyes were in utter pain, making him close them instantly and groan, loud enough to be heard by the person next to him

"Awake already?, how do you feel?", a sweet female voice asked, making the man to turn to look at her, he was greeted with the sight of a beautiful nurse... with pink hair?

"Like gridded meat", The man deadpanned, he wasn't one to lie about his own health, in fact, he loved to let the world know when he felt bad

"I... I'm sorry to hear that...", The Nurse replied, with great sorrow, making the man flinch

"It's ok, it's not like it's your fault, isn't it?", The man reassured her, and she cheered immediately

"Ok then!, now, I'll ask you some questions, first, What's your name?", The Nurse asked, the man looked at her for a moment, as if trying to remember something hard

"You can't remember, can you?", The Nurse asked with a very concerned

"Mark... Mark Hunter...", The man finally replied, and then the Nurse giggled

"Oh!, Nice to meet you, Mark, from where are you from?", The Nurse asked now, with a beautiful smile on her face

"I don't know?, where am I?", Mark asked, his eyes moving from one corner to another of the room, taking in his surroundings, he could say his origins, but decided to play amnesic, if only to buy himself some more minutes before running away

"Oh may!, Amnesia!, I'm so sorry Mark, but at least you remember your name, we are in Slit town, is there something else you remember?", The Nurse asked again, and then Mark decided to sit up, he wanted to check how bad he was physically, but found himself in good health, a little weak, but in good health, soon he also noticed he was naked, so, he dragged the blanket to cover his manhood from view

"I can remember that I had some belongings, like clothes, can you get me some clothes?, or do you prefer me to search for them myself?", Mark asked in a slightly teasing tone, he had practiced it many times, it was perfect to get females to do silly things in hopes to not look pervert, yet this time it backfired

"Well, there is a set of clothes you can use in that shelf, at the end of the room, I can help you to dress up if you want", The Nurse replied with a very lustful voice, making Mark to rise an eye brow, the Nurse glued her eyes on Mark, expecting him to walk naked to the shelf, but with no plans on letting him get to it, since she liked his anatomy, Mark was about to stand up, when the door of the room opened, crushing the Nurse's plans

"It's good to see that our guest is awake... are you trying to get tamed, NurseJoy?", Prof. Bright asked as he entered, he was carrying a backpack that immediately got Mark's attention, it was HIS backpack

"I just wanted to taste it, he looks yummy!", The Nurse pouted

"Go and get the forms from the front desk, this man is under my care, and I need to have a word with him... alone", Prof. Bright demanded, the Nurse turned to leave the room, and got spanked by the professor, she didn't defended, she just happily eeped, once she left, Mark took a better look at the man in front of him, mid forties, grey hair, Caucasian, bags under his green eyes, and dressed like a scientist

"Have you?...", Mark question was cut off immediately by the prof

"No, neither have I touched your things, nor even open your backpack, though I admired your sword, is a nice one, did you battled much back at your dimension?", Prof. Bright asked, and the last part overrode anything that Mark was preparing as excuse

"EXCUSE ME?!", Mark asked way too startled to think straight, as far as he knew, dimensional travel was a very fictional thing that only happened in animes, and fanfiction

"Now, now, don't worry, in this world we receive people from another dimensions quite often, just don't proclaim that in public, and you'll find this place a wonderful land to live in, by the way, my name is Professor William Bright, nice to meet you Mr.?", Prof. Bright asked

"Mark, Mark Hunter, and exactly where am I?", Mark presented himself, while asking the most logical question he could thought

"Oh, true, I'll need to explain you everything, but to start with it, WELCOME TO THE POKEGIRL WORLD!", Prof. Bright started, and Mark felt a knot on his stomach, he have read some about pokegirls, not much, but enough to know that this world was against everything he considered ethic

Slith town PokeLab, three hours later...

Mark was officially sick, not only for the explanation from the Prof. Bright, but for he saw on the streets on the way to the lab, he saw lots of girls and women being mistreated, some of them barely dressed, the others completely naked, the male population seemed to enjoy having sex outdoors like wild animals on heat, he couldn't judge the ones with the girls that seemed to enjoy such acts, but some others, like the OfficerJenny being raped by her male partner, truly enraged him, but he was unable to do anything, for it was legal, so he was here now, at the lab, finishing some kind of test to become a tamer, not that he wanted free sex, but he needed a way to make an income to survive in this world

"Well, I'm sure you passed the test, so, I'll bring you your Pokedex and then we'll fill the information, and don't worry, if you don't like this world, just keep a low profile while I look for a way to return you to your world", Prof. Bright stated, and then went to the other room to get the needed things, leaving Mark to his own thoughts

'I think I should take his advise an have a low profile, I would not forgive myself for using women like that...', Mark thought, feeling still sick for what he saw

'Or you can play Hero', His inner voice suddenly spoke

'WHAT?!', Mark asked startled, he was starting to think that this was no longer an exercise, nor a separate part of his mind, but a spirit that was possessing him

'Think carefully, if the man knew even a little about you, you'll be running for your life already, and you can't return home now, for you'll be chased again in no time, besides, while I do not approve the abuse of women any more than you do, these pokegirls seems to be loyal to their tamer, which means that this time you won't be back stabbed like all the other times by your beloved girlfriends', His inner voice explained, and it was a valid argument

'You... are right, and maybe I can continue my investigations here, but I'll need an organization to do so, I wonder how hard would it be to form one?', Mark thought, with a new idea on his head, he had no time to think further, for the Prof. Bright returned with a red device that looked like an big calculator

"Ok, this is your Pokedex, it will scan the pokegirls you encounter, and will give you info about them, also it will store your tamer ID, your bank account, Info about your harem, music and more, just take your time to type all your personal data before heading out of town, now, time to select your first pokegirl", The professor explained while handling over the Pokedex to Mark, short after he guided him to another room, where three girls were waiting, naked, and with lustful eyes

"W-Will you t-take me... p-please?", asked a blue skinned girl, with a turtle shell at her back, she looked a little meek, and yet she looked very lustful, she suddenly started to please herself as if stressing that she needed and wanted him

"Want something HOT?", asked a red skinned girl, while showing her butt to Mark, swaying it as if inviting him to tame her right there and now, her flaming tail moving around in a very inviting way

"Here, come and take a taste of these, they are all yours", a green skinned girl, with some kind of plant-like bulb attached to her back stated, while fondling her breasts, lifting them up to add more emphasis

"Well, which one is more appealing to you?, the Squirtitts, the Charmanda, or the Boobisaur?", The professor asked, his face was saying 'I know you want the three of them', but Mark's mind was more like 'I want none', not that he didn't liked them, but his moral was kicking hard, until the doors blasted open, and a girl that looked very human entered, falling to the ground

"NO!, I DON'T WANT TO!", She screamed, Mark took a look at her, she was standing at 5' 2'', with slightly tanned white skin, her hair as dark brown, and her eyes looked like Honey, her breasts were a nice B-cup, her clothes were ragged, covering only her breast and pelvis area to a minimum, she was bare feet, and was crying, soon, a mature woman entered behind her, with an exasperated look on her face

"You have no option, you just went under threshold and I won't have neither your father or brothers to tame you!, now be a nice girl and allow the professor to tame you, then we'll look for a nice tamer to handle you to him", the woman said, and her words quickly hit Mark's brain, she was about to have her first time in a very traumatic way, just to be traded as a sex slave later, so, he made his choice right there, if only to make the event a little less traumatic for the girl

"I'll take her", Mark stated, earning the stares of everyone in the room

"What?!", the three starter pokegirls shouted on disbelief

"Really?", the professor asked, while pointing his pokedex to the girl, she was a Tyamazon, level 1

"Why?", the woman asked, she eyed him for a moment, thinking that he may be crazy for selecting such girl as starter

"Does it mater?", Mark asked a little too cold

"I guess not, good luck with her though, she was very spoiled before threshold, if you want to get rid of her please send her back here, I'll take her for punishment", The woman replied while balling her own daughter, and handling the pokeball to Mark, who had to resist the urge to hit the heartless woman, the other pokegirls sighed in disappointment, and headed to another room, to wait for another tamer

"Well... now that you have your first pokegirl... here are the rest of your things", The professor said, while handling to Mark five empty pokeballs, a map, and a thick book called taming for dummies

"Thank you, I'll go now", Mark replied, but the professor stopped him

"Before you go, remember to tame your pokegirl first, she has just got through threshold and she may turn feral very soon, if you want, I can put her thru a level three taming cycle, so she'll be more docile", The professor suggest, and Mark had to fight the urge of decapitating the man

"I'll handle her myself", Mark stated, while heading out, heading for the pokecenter to rent a room, he wasn't looking forward to 'tame' the poor girl, but it was unavoidable, and her young appearance didn't help either, she looked childish, and the tough of raping someone so young AND pure was sickening, his only option, was to make this enjoyable for her, how?, he'll be damned if he know the answer

'I hate my luck', he finally thought

Magnus: Well, there you go, the first chapter, I stopped here because I think that I should ask if you want to read lemons or not, send your answer in the reviews please, it would be bad if I write something that offend the people reading this, well, see ya in next chapter!