-Dark Kingdom- COMASHIPPING

                 --Dark Kingdom--COMASHIPPING

Summary: In a world ruled by demons and their familiars, a kingdom lay hidden in darkness. The shunned sacrifice, hidden in its rags and naiveity is at the mercy of the cold-hearted demon prince. Mewto, king of demons presents the ragged half-breed to his beloved son, he smiles a darkening smile, the older child accepting his prize. A different sort of love blooms, the boy is free in his own shackled way. (COMASHIPPING)
Rated: Pg-13
Warning: Hints at rape....
Fandom: Pokemon
Disclaimer: Nope I don't own Pokemon...own this fanfic though!
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Ch. 1 Bloodblossom


Adreniline pumps through the beast as it stalks its small kingdom. Brown eyes whisper melancholy thoughts of a man who would never love him, though he was only half a man himself. No...not even half a man...he was a boy. It must've haunted his dreams in that way, having to look exactly like his father and be tucked in by the woman who was raped by his father. Ash Ketchum was only seven, Ash Ketchum was covered in scars and cuts, Ash Ketchum....was a half-demon. Being only seven, and being a half-demon, none of the children wanted to play with him, and if they did interact with him...it would be bullying. The little boy was sad that his father didn't want him, that only his mother seemed to hug and kiss him.

Did kisses on the forehead count though? Did rough kisses that bruised his lips and cut them roughly count? Ash Ketchum was confused, yesterday Gary told him he would hang out with him. Gary hugged him and kissed him, but Ash didn't know why, and then after that....he knew. Yesterday Gary told him to turn around, yesterday Gary told him to unbuckle his pants, yesterday he was in a lot more pain than today. But there were other kinds of kisses too. Like when Lance, Mewtwo's messanger, came to the little town. He would follow Lance around and tell him all of his secrets, he would stumble and almost fall down only to have Lance catch him in time. Despite being a demon and one of Mewtwo's minions, Lance was kind and almost fatherly to the small boy. And then, when he was about to leave, Ash would beg to come with him and Lance would pick the fragile boy up and kiss his forhead, telling Ash he would be back soon.

Tears stained the little boys cheeks, he doesn't run to his mother to comfort him. He sobs and wonders why he's still in Pallet town, why he has to stay, he doesn't want Gary to do the same as yesterday. Ash peeled off his bed clothes and put on a fresh, plain white t-shirt and a pair of knee high brown shorts, he slips on some sandals and looks at himself in the mirror. Cuts run over his knees and his arms, a few bruises run across his legs and face, he didn't let his mother hug him the other day. Running the faucet of the old sink, Ash splashes water across his face hoping to somehow hide the bruises...but he's late, and he knows Gary will be angry.

Wiggleing out of the front door, Ash lets out a small breath of relief, it was 6:00...in another hour she would wake up and see that Ash ran away. It couldn't be helped though, Gary would do this either way and the easier it was the faster it would go. " Ketchum!!!" he shivered....and ran into the forestry.

" Well...c'mon!" Gary was fourteen, and found pleasure in torturing the love-starved half-demon. Because to Ash 'Bitch and slut' were endearments of some sort. " How come you were late, slut?" He demanded, letting his hands run through the raven hair in front of him, Ash misread this as a comforting gesture..." I-I----was---" the hand suddenly tightened, Ash could swear he felt the hair practically ripping from his scalp, he looked at Gary pleadingly. "Shut the hell up!" Ash squeezed his eyes shut predicting the blow before it came, he went limp, his face swelled in agony and he could only wait for it to turn to another bruise.

Ash was shoved against the trunk of a tree, lips biting tenderly at his, awaiting a response, Gary growled and shoved his toungue into the boys. He was sobbing now, trapped between a tree and the older boy, his chapped pink lips were bleeding now, he was tasteing Gary's saliva as well as his own blood. The lips left his and he sighed in relief, only to whimper in defeat as the older boy undid the zipper of his jeans.

He could run, Ash could run right now, he could run all the way to Indigo Platue from here and tell Lance everything. Lance would protect him, Lance would help him, he knew that he would. Struggleing from the fear that had recently paralized him, he took off sprinting, as fast as he could. Ash was sobbing loudly, Gary would probably find him, and do bad things to him, but he ran as fast as he could. " Get back here bitch!!!" Gary was behind him now, running after him, this time he would fight against it.

Swirving through branches, he was dodgedly close to the next town, he could go to Indigo Platue he could be saved. Light cast itself through the forest, Ash thought he would make it. " Now Eevee!!!" Ash's eyes widened, that was Gary's voice, a small fox creature dived and pinned the startled seven year old to the cold forest floor. But why did Gary have a familiar, " You shouldn't disobey me Ashy-boy....", Gary was kneeling and looking into the terrified face of a boy too scared to even move. " Wh-when did you---" Gary smirked, " My grandpa works for Mewtwo stupid!!!"

A red haired dragon demon looks upon the scene in distaste, his eyes screwed shut as the screams of agony erupt from the form of the little half-demon.

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For a few heavenly moments his world suddenly went black, maybe Ash was dead, maybe Ash was asleep, but now Gary couldn't hurt him, now he couldn't feel..." Ash!!! Ash!!! Are you there honey!?! Ash!!!" ...his mom was there too? No that couldn't be right, but if he opened his eyes now then bad things would happen....what if he didn't open his eyes? Then his mom would cry, his mom wouldn't hug him or kiss him goodnight--" I'm sorry Ms. Ketchum, I was on my way to the next town...and then I saw Ash, he was beat up and bloody, I couldn't do anything." Gary's voice..."You did the right thing Gary! It must've been a stronger familiar, a more agressive kind!" Professor Oak was more intrigued then worried about Ash's condition. " The torn rectum suggests---" Oak was cut off by Ash's mother " No!!! My poor baby!!!", he really missed Lance terribly.

Ash shudders, the pain in his backside hitting him suddenly, he whines and opens his eyes "Ash!!! My boy is alright!!!", it almost hurts to be hugged. His eyes are now owlishly boring into Gary's smirking form, he wriggles in his mothers embrace, but she doesn't notice. Ash is scared, no one seems to notice, Ash hates Gary.

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Mewtwo looks earnestly at the kneeling Dragon master, red haired, brown eyed, a true enigma, Lance was his sons favorite tutor. Of course he himself was not bad looking, Mewtwo in his original form was quite handsome, eyes of the darkest obsidian, gray hair with a light tinge of purple and skin so pale one might think he had never seen the sun. Yet Mewtwo's earnesty turns to contemplation, he notices the stoic look the younger gives him, Lance was in deep thought. " I haven't any idea what to give my son for his bithday...." As planned the sentence makes him almost jump in surprise, its rare to catch the dragonmaster offguard.

" ....My lord..?"

" He quite enjoys solitude, so I provided him with a study. His combat skills are impeccable, almost any familiar will obey him...what shall I do?" Lance was amused, a small smile made its way past his lips, Mewtwo seemed at a loss. " So, what is on your mind, old friend?" It seemed only Mewtwo could catch him off guard like this, Lance looked at the demon lord for a moment, as if trying to stradegize his statements. Lance motions to the forest path outside of the main lobby, " A young child whom I know, was being sexually harrassed by another...". The demon lords eyes widened, "He is a halfbreed my lord, the other children bully him, they say he is a threat to society." Mewtwo is staring openly now, his fists clenched in anger. "Perhaps a pet would be to Shinji's liking?"...." You truly are misleading, Lance, fine, bring him here!" the toxicicty in the air evaporates as Mewtwo reveals his upturned lips.

The dragonmaster bows, smiling, "Thankyou my lord..." he waves silently in a gesture of respect. Lance and Mewtwo have been friends for two hundred years.

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A lamp sits above two wooden chairs and a small fold-out table, Ash is playing with the various vegitables on his plate, his mother was concered about the silence. " So Ash, how was your afternoon?" Ash thought for a moment, and stuck a small piece of carrot in his mouth, he swallowed, "Fine mom!" He tried to be cheerful. " How was Gary today?" Ash bit his lip, blood dribbled, "F-fine mom....". She doesn't even notice her son bleeding, she doesn't notice him stutter either. It must be easy for her, she's not the half-demon. Hanging his head Ash puts his fork on the table, "May I be excused?" His mother looked shocked but nodded, not understanding what she did wrong.

He makes his way queitly up the stairs, out of the sight of his mother. Reaching shakily for the door handle Ash slides in, wincing as the pain in his rectum returned full force. He trembles and collapses on his bed, clutching the covers and hiding his sobs in the sheets.

Finally after an hour of crying, the little boy slips under the covers, exhausted from the emotional trauma. He faces the window looking out into the night sky, it all becomes black again, and sure thing, the little half-breed is asleep, amongst his kingdom of trinkets, the beast sleeps silently.

-To be continued-