Genesis

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokémon.

CHAPTER 1: Emotion

She was running.

Across fields, through forests, over flowing streams, she ran, desperate to avoid capture again... She could not live like that a second time.

She increased her speed.

Her name was Pirri Masenuko, an experimental project of Team Rocket's that had gone wrong. In an effort to bridge the gap between Human-Pokémon evolution, they had captured her, then a young Pikachu, and begun that awful nightmare on her. She had escaped with the assistance of a mysterious young man, and had vowed never to return to that awful life ever again. She also wanted to seek out her mysterious savior and thank him personally, but so far, she had met with little success.

Dodging behind a large boulder, she morphed into her Humanoid form and chanced a glance around the rock.

Three men in black outfits with bloodred Rs on them appeared, dashing into the clearing and coming to a halt. They were undoubtedly Team Rocket, the bane of good, decent Pokémon everywhere.

A curse.

"Where'd she go?" said one of them to the others.

"Dunno, she might have changed back to Human," said another.

"Well, I think she's not dumb enough to hang around here," said the third.

"Well, anyway, we should get moving," said the second.

"Right!" they all chanted.

They took off, and Pirri let out a sigh of relief, falling back flat against the boulder. She spotted a small pond nearby and crept over to it, staying low and silent so as to not attract the attention of the three men, who had quietly slunk off. She looked into the still crystal surface, gazing at her own reflection.

What stared back at her was a young woman of twenty years, with a face mostly resembling a Pikachu's, but with the large green eyes of a woman, and a mane of thick, spiky purple hair. If one were to look a little more closely, they would find that her body was fully Human in design and shape, but covered mostly in cropped yellow fur, complete with a large, wagging Pikachu's tail.

Pirri marveled at the sight, as she always did. There were still some Pokémon-ish characteristics, but mostly she was Human in every conceivable way. The engineering techniques used to make me like this must be incredible, thought Pirri.

FLIT! FLIT! FLIT!

"Ah!" gasped Pirri, and the next second, her hands and feet were bound together by something powerful. She tried to summon electricity for an attack, but found that she felt oddly drained... it was as though energy was being leeched from her body... The bonds! They were doing this to her!

She was trapped! The three Team Rocket members stepped into view, chuckling menacingly.

"See? I told you it was her!" laughed the Grunt with long blond hair.

"So? You gonna do her now?" asked another Grunt.

"Yep," said the first Grunt, approaching her. Pirri's heart sped up in panic. She thrashed wildly against the steel bonds, but they cut horribly into her wrists and feet. She grunted in pain as more energy was taken from her, but she would not submit, struggling violently to free herself even as the three Grunts loomed closer, immersed in fear, awash with desperation. But for all of her efforts, it was totally useless!

"Hehehe!" cackled the second Grunt. "You think you can bust through our special-reinforced Dark-powered electro-pulse cuffs there, girly? The more you struggle, the more energy is taken from you! Face it! You've lost! Now, shut up and take your punishment like a woman!"

The first man grabbed her roughly by her hips, and Pirri cried out, a wave of cold fear spreading through her like ice. She struggled all the more fiercely against her restraints, but like the Grunts predicted, the more energy was sapped from her with every resistance.

"Heh, this is gonna be fun!" chortled the Grunt, tracing a finger over her entrance.

Pirri moaned, terrified beyond her wits. Despite the energy-sucking cuffs still restricting her, Pirri fought, straining against the bonds, truly panicked now. And, like before, the more weakened she became. The man unzipped his pants, and Pirri squealed in terror. "Please!" she begged, before the man thrust up her.

"Ahh!" shrieked Pirri, but again more energy was stolen, and her screams died down quickly.

"Heh! Not gonna work, girly! I'm in charge here!"

"Ouch..." moaned Pirri as the man continued to violate her, an intense feeling of nausea building its way up her stomach with each thrust, an attack directed at her womanhood, something that ripped at her very soul. "Oh... please stop, you're hurting me..."

The man merely cackled in response, and Pirri felt hot tears sting at her eyes. She threw head back, panting fearfully. Please, Gods Above, no! Something help me!! she pleaded in her mind.

And then...

What happened next was too fast for Pirri to gauge, but she was suddenly aware of the man leaving her, and there was a swish, a shatter of metal, and she felt her energy return, and, overcome by emotion, the young Pikagirl shuddered and broke down crying, her head in her hands...