The tortured souls.

Screams filled the night, some of them drowned down by the loud waves of the rolling ocean.

Charlotte had countless cuts displayed on her crystal clear skin, which was ruined by countless lines of dried blood

"Please...please..no more..." Charlotte muttered

"Did you hear something?" Eli muttered, before looking at her skin and nodding "We are only getting started, anyway."

The boy grabbed her arm and twisted it unnaturally, causing an ear-piercing scream to roll out of the night.

the boy started to break and fracture her bones one by one, working his way up.

from the shoulders to the legs, to the arms, all were broken one by one, each giving the girl more pain than another.

"Kill me.." The girl muttered, causing the boy to laugh "Have you ever heard of water-boarding?

the girl shook her head frantically, screaming.

"If i was right, your brothel was notorious for doing it to customers that didn't pay," Eli said, holding a rag into her mouth and pouring water down her throat via a rag he had gotten from the corpse of the boy.

with the endless amount of water beside him, the boy continued to hum as he poured water down her throat, only rescuing her from the gates of hell when she was about to drown.

the girl was broken, and the boy didn't care.

a trail of blood appeared down the girl's mouth as she spat out a large amount of blood

"biting your own tongue, what a painful way to go." Eli looked at her like a street rat on a busy road.

she spat a pile of blood at the boy, who managed to dodge it.

"You would bleed out due to the lingual artery not supplying that much blood." Eli muttered "Let's see, will you die of blood lost, or will you drown in your own blood? how exciting is this?"

after a few minutes, her eyes rolled over and the boy made his energy surge.

the energy consumed the body, but the boy didn't feel the ecstasy, or the warm sensation, just the usual emptiness.

the energy had increased in size, but the sensation was what he was looking for. It's what he craved for.

he left the boy's body for Kakuna's consumption as he climbed a tree and tucked in for the night.

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the boy woke up for the morning, gave Kakuna and Bronzor their meal before the boy looked towards Bronzor

"Practice on the tree, I want to see results of you using your psychic energy and making it bear pressure." The boy snorted, causing Bronzor to nod.

Kakuna slept as always, but the boy could see its huge growth, as it was larger than an average kakuna.

Charlotte and that boy had a Stunky and Buneary, which were both useless, so the boy quickly released them and moved on.

it seemed stunky wanted to take revenge but was quickly killed by Eli, which scared Buneary to run away

the boy didn't know how they did it, but he felt like he was getting watched. there was no camera, so this was probably the act of some pokemon.

Kakuna eats the stunky, consuming its natural poison to strengthen its own. it was a powerful technique of which the ariados clan was known of fully taking advantage of preying on other poisons and absorbing their powers.

of course, Beedril doesn't have the same talent as the assassin Ariados. , but minor effects still happen and will affect the poison.

the boy started Kakuna's "Training."

"bronzor, use your psychic energy and continue to beat Kakuna, don't stop even when it bleeds."

Hardening the shell of Kakuna is a priority, as its durability needs to be carried on onto when it turns into beedril, which was a vital process.

bronzor could practice the pressure of the psychic energy, which was vital.

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Hour 1, Kakuna was brung to death's door. it seems that the red mist has a small healing factor

Hour 2, although knocked unconscious and nearly dead once more, Kakuna has managed to be in better condition.

Hour 3 - Bronzor has being able to put more pressure on the psychic force. kakuna has begun to feel the effects of "Refinement potential"

Hour 4 - Kakuna had been able to resist general pressure. when Bronzor ramps up pressure, the shell on Kakuna breaks.

Hour 9 - Kakuna can now resist Bronzor's best.

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The red mist seemed to have a small healing factor, which made the boy smile.

after sleeping, the boy decided to take a stroll on the beach and reassess his life choices, much like everyone with a single bit of trauma.

scenes flashed in his mind, causing the boy to curl over and puke, before regaining his composure and looking around the beach.

he just needed to get stronger, that was all.

the boy turned his back to the ocean before a psychic barrier came behind him

the large screen protected him from the high pressured water, but it was slowly cracking and the boy dodged to the side just in time for the barrier to break.

something was in the ocean, and the only reason he was alive right now was because of Bronzor, which managed to reach it at the right time.

the boy nodded at Bronzor, before looking at the ocean, which returned into its serene state with the crystal ocean shining like the mistress of gems.

the boy grabbed Kakuna and turned around, before running backwards.

the boy quickly sighed when he realised that the threat had probably got away.

the beaches were a miscalculation on his part. although it was sparsely populated, sneak attacks from water-type Pokémon were inevitable..

as such, the boy decided not to stay and move forwards.

while nothing east, the boy saw another problem.

another group of 10, but this time 12.

if he was right, there was probably going to be a clan war at the end that determined.

a faint aroma waddled into his nose, causing the boy to slightly salivate.

"Spices? the boy muttered. how did they get their hands on spices?

The screeching was heard, causing the boy's expression to turn sour.

"Dont move." A voice sounded behind him, a knife to his throat