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The haunted trainer and the reaper

A pokémon trainer entered a psychic's house to clear the air. He had won many battles through mysterious means. On the camera his Aggron was slammed into a wall. During that event the ghost pokémon he was battling fled for no reason. The air was ice cold and the trainer felt he was constantly watched.

He entered the room and the psychic instantly knew what was the problem. She felt the chill and it was a powerful spirit. She closed her eyes and saw a houndoom ghost. She was an angry one at that.

The psychic asked him, "Did you have a female houndoom that died recently?"

"About half a year ago why, she was put down?" He asked.

The psychic told him in a calm tone, "You are haunted by her. She is too angry to cross over and no psychic or ghost pokémon will stop her, or pull her to the other side. She does not believe she is dead."

"Can you convince her she is dead?" He asked the psychic. She gave it a thought and pulled a jar out from a cabinet and made some tea.

She said, "I am afraid not, drink this tea and try to make her realize she is dead. I am reading an ora from her, and it is of passionate love. It is almost lustful, did you have sex with her?"

"No! I am not that perverted!" He replied. The psychic pulled a book out and read it.

She summarized it for him, "She wanted to and in your dreams tonight let her have you or she will not let go at all. She will stay here forever and when your time is up she will never let you pass on until you do. Let her be in control, this tea will let her in for tonight and that is it. If she forces her way into you, she will possess you until we can remove her, if we can. She is vary powerful and only the strongest of us might be able to pull her out." He drank the tea and left.

Inside the room the floor rattled and the glasses fell and broke as the ghost houndoom left. This spirit was strong enough to have a caporeal form and actually harm the living. The psychic took a sigh of relief until she closed her eyes and saw the houndoom tail grab the door handle and heard the door slam. She opened her eyes and the door was shut. The psychic took the rest of the day off in fear of this spirit.

The psychic though, "No wonder ghost pokémon are scared of her. She puts them to shame."

That night the trainer got a hotel room and in his dreams he was his beloved houndoom. She was radiant and he was naked. She wanted him badly. She was grooming him and felt loved by him. On the bed, there were her paw prints on the sheet and he was clothed. The ghost houndoom pulled them off. She was happy and forced her way into his dream. The tea was the key and the houndoom guarded the door. A lampent was wondering around and noticed her.

The lampent though, "A backdoor, and an easy meal for me." It tried to open a way to the spirit world and the houndoom just roared and the door was slammed shut. The lampent fled in fear. Her roar cracked the mirror in the bathroom of the empty room next door. The houndoom just slept on the bed with her beloved trainer.

She opened the door to his dream and he told her, "I missed you but you have passed on." She looked sad and refused to leave when a door came for her. He woke up to the manager of the hotel yelling at him. The bed was on the ceiling with the legs stuck through it.

"How the hell did that happen! How did you do that?! You will pay for the damage!" The manager yelled at the trainer.

The trainer replied, "I have no idea, all I know is a psychic ripped me off for $600.00 about some dead pokémon I had." The manager turned the trainer around he was white as a ghost and in his refection of the glass was his dead houndoom.

The manager then said, "I will forgive you and give last night free if you leave as fast as you can." The trainer was scared to and left in a hurry. He went to the psychic and bought a jar of tea packets. He thought she ripped him off the previous day but she made him pay half price for the tea that trip. She was scared of that houndoom to. He went to the library and read up on ghost pokémon then spirit pokémon. There was little information to help him. He had to continue the journey and was on edge. Before calling it a night he had some special tea. His houndoom was waiting and wanted sex with him. He gave into her in his dream and she was happy. She still did not want to leave. He did not know much about her past when he picked her up.

Her past

She died in regret as her mother did. She was near dead and had to be put down. She was low on blood and refused to backdown. Her last moments alive, was her life passing through her eyes. She was a live born and loved her mother. Her father gave them plenty of food until one hunt and the farmer fallowed him. Her shot the whole group but, her mother hid her and she was spared. Her mother charged and was shot in the head.

Scared the houndour hid from the farmer. When he left, she looked around and was sad. She slept by the corpse of her mother and father. Some mightyena found her and decided not to eat the bodies but to move them into a pit just to cover it with rocks. The houndour was taken to the alpha female and she cared for her. The alpha was the only female in the group and the houndour was the second. The males treated her like a princess. During one hunt she evolved and mated. Three months past and she had a litter of her own. A forest fire took them all. She was alone again and wanted to just find a new home. Her trainer found her half dead and rescued her. She fell in love with him and did anything he said without him using a poké ball. She had a collar instead. She had a wonderful life with him and died defending him against some robbers. They shot her and she was fading fast. Her trainer ran to the nearest pokémon center with her. He held her tight as she was put down humanely by the nurse. She loved her trainer and did not want to go and bit the nurse.

The nurse said to her, "It will be okey you will no longer be in pain." Her wrist was bleeding and broken then, houndoom blacked out. She was put down and felt lighter. She saw her trainer crying over a body. She did not believe it was her, she refused to believe it.

Her choice

Months past and her trainer was use to her now. Once in awhile she would possess his female persian for him to give her sex. She was content but the other side was not. They had to have on the right side. She was now a paperwork problem. All the repression agents could not convince her to leave her trainer.

He was a furret and observed her. She was like a pup in love and there were punishments worse if she stayed that way. His options were to chain her and drag her to the other side. She was too chained to her trainer for that to work. Option two, beat her up and drag her. She was too strong for that.

He confronted her with the last two choices and said, "Birch Lora! Come here I have a proposal for you to stay with your trainer." She noticed him finally and jumped him. He pushed her back and continued, "You are a problem so I ether have you get dragged into the world below forever in turmoil forever seeing your beloved trainer rot forever. Or, you become a grim reaper. You have a physical body for one hundred years or more. You must fallow a list and guide them to the other side. The more you do not do the longer your stay. Sign this contract and we have a deal. I know what you are thinking and your trainer has a reservation above so after your contact is up, you can be with him." She gave it a thought and bit her paw to stamp it. Her body hurt again and she was seen by her trainer. She jumped on him and he petted her.

Mike said to her, "There will be training so try to speak."

"You have a reaper with you, good luck." A passerby stated. That task done the observer left with the contract.

She stuttered a little, "Am I seen again?" She was out of practice. The last time she spoke anything was when her pups died. She hated speaking, she was bad at it. She never learned properly since her pack died when she was still vary young. Her new pack taught her but she just hated to talk. She liked being ignored and having her own fun. Growing up half her friends were outcasts from other groups. They loved her and she wanted to be with them.

She entered a pokémon center and saw a chained krokorok who spoke to her, "Call me Mike and I am your teacher. One you can never have pups anymore and two, you are to hold the gate open and make sure nothing escapes. There has been a disaster and your first task is to pull them here. I will help but what is your name?"

"Birch Lora, I rarely speak." She replied. He shook his head and showed her the ropes. Her non-verbal abilities to communicate made it easy and she was trained quickly.

Mike explained some things, "A reaper is also a brinier of death and you have wings of black feathers. Only the dead can see them or, the un-dead if you are lucky. They are shiny and that means you are strong. Ghost and psychic pokémon are still afraid of you but, we can control your power so you need to learn control. The chain around your neck is an anchor to this world. If a ghost tries to take the live into the spirit world you can chain the living to this world and pull them back, but when their time is up you have no control."

She looked confused and left with Mike and her trainer to the next town. She was the only one who could see Mike. Her neck hurt as a heavy collar was on it and her ankles of her front paws were sore from the chains attached to her. She was new and they controlled her power. There were training restraints that did help her out, but she hated verbal communication. Her neck was sore every night when her training was done.

After about a week she was feeling hungry and food did not fill it. She was starving and did not know why so she asked Mike.

"Why am I so hungry all the time?" She asked him.

He replied, "As a reaper dark souls are consumed by reapers and the sins are your food. Their souls come out clean unless they are marked as truly dark souls." Her stomach growled and she finally found a soul to consume. She felt better and had to guide the clean soul to the rightful place. She did and soon came back and slept. She woke up with Mike leaving her and her restrains were lighter now.

A few years past and her trainer was a gym leader. She loved to stay at the gym but his sister was not well liked. She borrowed Birch Lora for a fight. The houndoom was in a dark cage until a arena was lit up and she was blinded at first. This was an underground battle and her trainer never entered this league type but his sister did and she did not know Birch Lora was a reaper. Her opponent was a male persian who liked to have her in heat or any time for that matter.

He said, "Hello my sexy opponent are you alone if we mate you win and we all have fun. You are a very pretty."

She interrupted him, "Reaper." He was surprised and she looked around and saw hundreds of dead pokémon too terrified to pass on. She stretched her wings and opened the gate with her wings.

The spirits were still too scared and she had to speak, "My role is to guide all of you to the other side. Do I have to drag you up and I eat the sins you have." She was starving and ignored her living opponent. She took the hits and consumed the sadness and fear. They were scared and she dragged them to get her fill and the passed through her and fled to the other side.

"Why do you not fight or die?!" The persian screamed.

She looked at him and used her female body and flashed him. He was excited and tried to mate with her. Unfortunately he flew to the wall through the cage. He was hearing chains and saw her wings.

She said, "Your time is not even close and I am undead and have no interest in you. Should I rip your balls off?"

He stuttered, "Please don't I want to keep them, if I lose two more times, I still lose them." She licked his berry sac and he was horny. She made him pay as she heated his jewels and picked the larger one. He though she wanted some fun but she was biting hard and his testicle ruptured and she let him go, now half a male, then walked out. She had not interest in fighting and chained the trainer's sister and tried to tough at her. The houndoom was angry and the woman knew it. Birch Lora was taken home and took a nap. She was happy with her trainer but he had a bachelor party and she was not allowed. His future wife let her stay for her party. It was loud and Birch Lora was in trouble and Mike came to tell her.

He said, "Why did you do that! We got a lot of backlog of souls but you nearly harmed two way before their time. Why!?"

She replied, "I held back and I was full but, now I am sick. I had to defend myself and I let him keep one of his nuts. You can reincarnate their souls with his children."

Mike told her, "Being a reaper is painful and soon your beloved human will die and you will have a real time coping with that so, you get a warning but, never use you powers like that again. Do that again and not one hundred years but forever if you ever do that again and it is not self defense." She looked concerned and slept on that. She was too full and finally relaxed. She had to hold back and battle again. She hated it and felt lonely until the wife of his trainer had a baby and she wanted some pups again. She had any male she wanted and mated every night. She still was lonely.

She was missing having pups and an umbreon commented to her, "Hello, Reaper I know what you are thinking and what your teacher never told you, a vampire like me can give you pups."

She looked at him and begged him, "Give me some pups? Please I am in heat." He was ready and mounted her.

He teased her and groomed her vulva and her slit. She was liking this. It was a game to him as he slid his tip into her and would pull it out slowly. After a while he went deeper into her body and was slowly speeding up. It felt like hours as he bit her neck and held her tight with his front legs. Soon he was about to erupt in her and she gave way making him release. They were knotted and it was half an hour of mating and another twenty minutes as they were tied. He was rushing to fill her with seed and pulled out.

He was craving blood and she was hungry. They hunted for the most reached sinful soul she could eat. They found a chansey and she was in heat. He talked to her and soon he gave his lustful seed to her. She screamed as he bit her jugular vein, draining her dry. He was still hungry and Birch Lora ate the souls' sins. She got the first meal out of the corpse with pups possibly on the way and the umbreon soon joined in.

She wanted him until her contract was up. She had a long life to live. She was happy with him and wanted him to mate with her all week as much as possible. A few weeks later, she was with pups on the way and was actually happy in a long time. She still ate regular food and sins. She was happy but management was not. In their minds, a reaper only job in life was to just send souls to the other side quickly. Vampires were rare and they were mad at her. Mike had to negociate and they backed down. Management had not had the urges the reapers had. They had the same need as the living. They wanted to have pups and management knew the results. The offspring would be able to see the dead and have supernatural powers when they passed on. They were a paperwork nightmare and hard to handle. She was the only reaper in one hundred square miles so, they had let her have the pups. She was good at her job and the only one to do it in the area.

She was grooming her umbreon mate and her trainer was surprised she had pups on the way. She was normal and doing her job a bit slower. She just wanted one litter to survive and not die on her. She lost her last pups in a fire and wanted one pup just to survive. To her dismay she had a litter of six and three were stillborn. She still had three and nursed them for two weeks. She was happy and her umbreon mate did do some hunting but, she ate the soul and body and he had the blood. Her pups looked odd and she did not care. They could help her find souls and the forest had a colony of immortal and vampire pokémon living there. Living at the edge of wilderness in a little village was a good life. She watched the gym battles and many new trainers. The trainer tried to touch her pups and she growled at them.

She missed having pups and her umbreon mate told her, "If we have a second litter expect half to be stillborn. Two soulless pokémon having a successful litter is hard. You are undead and I am undead. This is a fact and I wish they survived better but the odds are slim. We were luck since you are a live birth female but eggs are always duds."

She looked sad but, she still had a shot for a second litter with him. She had missed this feeling and wanted it forever. She was the last of her pack and watched in horror as her pups died as she tried to save them. This image was burned into her memories and it was her greatest fear. Her second greatest fear was a rifle after seeing her mother's brains splattered across the den entrance. She was too strong for gym battles unless the trainer had six badges. She rarely battled and liked her time there.

As her trainer got older, she decided to leave with her mate. She had pups and it was her fourth litter with the umbreon and only two survived. Management had to rewrite the training procedures just because of her. Her fourth litter did not last long and died. She guided them over, like all her other pups. Mike saw it in her eye's that she was depressed about it. Only her first undead litter and second litter survived to have pups of their own. She gave up having more and the umbreon kept her around as she was incorporated into the non mortal group.

One day Mike showed up and told her, "Your trainer has past and your contract is half over. Are you barren now because you are giving me that look?"

She replied, "Yes." She was okey with this and living in the group she actually had three full litters survive and that gave her hope. She did not want to get filled with new eggs but, the other females and her mate tried to convince her. She was sick of being alive and if she behaved, she would not be there long. She felt being a reaper was just an extension to living. She never died or got old.

The group was living in a large city and she found a small pup. She picked him up and raised him like any other pup, but she felt like it was familiar to her. She felt it and it was the soul of her mother. She thought it was ironic and did her best.

Birch Lora loved the pup and sat in front of the pokémon center all day. Many souls came her way and she processed them. She had gotten over losing her trainer and loved her mate. She still missed him terribly and would wait to see him. The local gym leader tried to convince her to join his party but, she refused the offer. Moving every few decades was hard to deal with. Many young males tried to make her their catch. She had the male vampire umbreon and no other male would be hers for another forty years. Her chain was getting shorter; her neck felt lighter.

Mike came one morning and told her, "Today is you last day time to say your goodbys." The vampires heard him and her mate could barely live without her. She tricked the game and the others had the blood. She had some of the body and the soul. The group had a party and she was felling really happy when her chain fell. She had her power for a short time and Mike opened the gate for her.

"Any last word Birch Lora?" He asked.

"No, just one thing to do." She replied and grabbed a piece of wood and stabbed her umbreon in the heart.

"Why? This really hurts come to think of it, is it so we can be together?" Her umbreon asked. She nodded "Yes" Then carried his collapsing body to the other side. His soul was reunited with his body or just a bit of ash until the gate's filter stopped it. She was happy with her beloved trainer and her lover.

Copyrights

-Some vampire concepts belong to

BBC(, Toby Whithouse, Rob Pursey, Touchpaper Television, and Eleanor Moran, for BBC Cymru Wales)

-pokémon belong to Nintendo, Game Freak

-Character and ideas are mine Delete341