The Servant of Evil (Pokemon Fanfic)

The Servant of Evil (Pokemon Fanfic)

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"What's your next order, My Lord?", Ayla said with a low tone. Two red eyes emerged from the darkness, gleaming with pride. "Well, well, isn't it my little princess. You did your job well," a booming voice, came out of nowhere. Ayla that doesn't look frightened even a little bit. No, it was very usuall to her. "Your next job is to stole something from this boy," he said. A paper shot from darkness, right into Ayla's hand. In the paper shown a picture of a good looking boy, with black hair and forest green eyes. Under the picture written his name. "Luke" Ayla's eyes got wide of recognition."But, My Lord-". "Silence!", the voice said. "No buts. Take the item I want from him, and bring it here. You don't have to kill him. Now go!" With relieve, Ayla ran out of the portal appeared behind her, out to the forest. "Hmph, you don't need to kill him, Ayla," the voice said with a chuckle. "But I will." --- Hello! My first story is coming! Please comment your opinion and Enjoy!!
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She looks...there are no words. Her clothe-less body lays stiff on a metal slab, and her head moving back and forth. I could stare at this all day, but I can't. I know it's wrong. And, she would hate me after this. I roughly turn my head away, then I hear a groan. I snap my head to her direction. She groans again. "Oh God...my head..." She sits up, but instantly falls down. Probably a head rush. "Skye?" I call her name, softly. I don't want her to feel alone and frightened. "Who's there?" Her pearly voice commands. Ever since we've been thrown in here, my love for her grew. I can physically see my love in the air, just waiting for her to inhale it. "It's just me, Luke." She gasps and a million things come out of her mouth,"Luke!? Are you ok? Where are we? What happened? Wheres Tristan? And Mr. Parker-" "Just open your eyes, princess." Princess? Where the fuck did that come from? Oh well, I like it anyways. "Shit."she curses when her eyes are open,"Luke! What the hell is going on!?" "I don't know, Princess, but don't shout. It echos." I hold my head, trying to subside the pain tht now grows. "Mr. Parker is staring at me." I throw my fist against the metal bar I'm contained against,"Mr Parker!? He's there with you? Cover yourself, dear." "Figured that out already. Thanks for your help." I could imagine her rolling her eyes. "I'm here as a friend, not a foe. Though you do look ravishing, might I add?" Mr. Parker states. "What do you mean friend not a foe? I'm pretty sure you're the big enemy here." She tightens her hold on herself. He sighed,"Maybe so, but do you want to know where your friend is or not?" "Yes, please." She begged. "No! Skye! Don' make deals with him!" I yell. I know exactly where this is leading. I could feel her gaze burning in my direction, though I'm 99.99% sure she can't see me"What do you want, Mr Parker?" He sighed, like it was​ obvious. Well, it was for me,"Give me yourself, and you get your friend. Oh, and I'll let you go.

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