32 Chapter 5

At the end of the Eternal Forest there was a bug catcher. "Hey, you, do you want to battle?" The catcher asked. Bastion shook his head and walked away. "You don't have a choice go cunnydew." A green cunnydew appeared in all her glory. She looked a little beaten up. "Send out your pokégirl or my cunneydew will beat you up." The bug catcher said.

For just a second Bastion released his killing intent. His chakra unleashed his desire to kill the scrub who stood before him and the exit. Calming himself he tossed Arbust. The disoriented pokégirl looked back at him then at the cunnydew. It hissed then opened its mouth unleashing poison stings.

His Arbust was rather strong the cunnydew went down like a rock. "You'll pay for that, go annt." An ant like pokégirl appeared and Arbust flexed her hood and used glare. She immediately wrapped around her shocked prey and injected her venom into it.

That continued with caterpie and any other bug type. "You bested me in battle. Take my money. 300SLC. He withdrew Arbust. She looked at him hungrily and doubtful. Out of the forest. A large sign spelled out Dildo's Dale. A bright city proud of their chosen mascot. Dildoqueens were common in this town along with their other evolutions. This was a town that produced more than a few breeders and one powerful harem king or queen in her case.

After registering his trainer ID at the locale pokécenter he had all three of his newly caught pokégirls go through a lv2 cycling. He needed them to know a language and he wasn't certain any of them could speak. This wasn't their fault. Once a pokégirl reaches maturity, they often go feral in the wild. Over time their mind goes a little and they forget how to speak. Bastion handed off Amanda to recover.

This world held chakra. That's all it gained from its proximity to the Naruto verse. There weren't even any tailed beast pokégirls. A disappointment to be sure.

Once they were ready, he would begin their training. Chakra control and basic taijutsu should help. They don't have chakra like a ninja. Their chakra is element release. Teaching them how to use it will be complicated.

He received his pokégirls from the nurse and rented a room. It occurred to him, he was the first tamer here, from his hometown. Bastion decided to do something special. He released Amanda. She flexed her claws and looked around ready for battle.

"We're going clothes shopping. I want to treat you to an outfit." Bastion said. Amanda grinned and jumped at him hugging him closely. He cupped her rear and they left the center.

It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for. A loose t-shirt a pair of shorts that snapped around her tail, and a sports bra. She looked a little tom boyish, but Bastion didn't mind. This was what he needed a nice relaxing world. "Master your smiling, do you like it?" Amanda said and did a twirl. Bastion nodded and smiled a little happier. This was a good break from his other world.

"Run flee from the city a widow escaped the research lab. Any experienced trainers are hereby drafted by government mandate." Bastion sighed and realized he hadn't bought any antidotes for taming Arbust, that wouldn't do. Amanda tugged at his shirt with fear in her eyes. Even she knew of the terror that was the widow. Bastion could sense the madness coming from further in the town.

Bastion Uchiha

Age: 16

Bloodline: Uchiha 100%, Nightmare 100%

Abilities: Sharingan Matured, Air walking, x2speed

Skills: Mad Gaia Cultivation, Expert Chakra enhancement, Rasengan Strong Fist, Gaia's Giants, Rasengan , Mega Flare

CP 500,000,000

CC 5000

CR 500,000,000 per hour

His mother blessed him with her red eyes and black hair. She preferred to die her hair blue a fetish she picked up from one of her lovers. It made hiding his sharingan easy. Bastion picked up speed towards the widow. This might be some fun. "Master don't go its too dangerous." Bastion made a clone and had it carry Amanda up a building to a safe vantage point. Then Bastion turned up the speed.

Widows were one of the most feared pokégirls in existence, Bastion wanted to see why. He arrived on the seen and his sharingan recorded the horror forever. A black furred spider body covered with stingers and spikes, led to a massive spike covered cunt oozing fluids that dripped down digesting the concrete, and finally a black chitinous body covered in armor with 8 red eyes covering her head. Grey hair fell down her back. She was distracted feeding on and fucking a dildoqueen.

The blue rock like hide of the pokégirl offered little resistance against the widow's fangs. The cancer cells had bloated the dildoqueen, while the acids melted through parts of her body making a viscous soup. Other dildoqueens were thrown in a pile, half eaten parts of their genetalia harvested to enhance the widow's chances of pregnancy. Tamers covered the ground they didn't survive long enough in the widow's grasp to mate.

Bastion could feel his heart beating as a smile crept over his face. Adrenaline spiked as the feeling of real danger started to creep over him. This was what he was waiting for, the boring existence of a common tamer was over. The concrete shattered under his movements as he gathered speed coating himself in earth chakra. A green glow overtook his body giving him a aura.

The widow's 360-degree vision caught him, and it threw down its meal and released a cloud of toxins. Bastion leapt through the cloud holding his breath. The earth chakra wrapped around his body kept the toxins at bay. Its bladed arms swung after him and he ducked under them and smashed a rasengan into her abdomen. The armor didn't even crack. He moved out of range of her poison stings and changed plans. The widow moved after him at insane speeds cracking the ground and roaring at the top of her lungs.

This widow was at her second stage of life, she was looking for a mate. Bastion dodged her attacks focusing on her weak points. There were small sections on her legs where the armor connected. They were softer than the thicker chitin armor. A fist of earth shot out of the ground and smashed into the widow. Two more appeared and struck with extreme prejudice. The earth didn't break apart, but he couldn't crack her. She was made too sturdy.

An earth rasengan was just a dense rasengan. It did what the rasengan already did but with a bit more power. Nothing that could be considered a new jutsu. It did glow green.

Bastion didn't want to kill her. He could have if he wanted to. The weaknesses of the widow had already been clear in the beginning. He could have ripped her legs off and killed her. He didn't, and Bastion was beginning to realize why. It wasn't her fault. This feral a drive to mate and reproduce, wasn't her fault. So, he decided to buy himself more time. Stone arms shot out and restrained her. Then a final arm rose and started choking her.

She ejected her venom at the stone arms trying to melt them and break free. Bastion replaced them as they melted. It didn't require much chakra. As more venom emerged, he held firmly. Soon, it seemed that the widow was undergoing a change. The pokégirl passed out changed. She no longer held the nightmarish appearance she held before. Bastion tossed a pokéball and caught her.

Now, the question was, how did it get into the city without anyone noticing it tearing through the forest. He would have to interrogate it when it woke up. His pokédex updated. "Dryder the gentle widow pokégirl.