The Usurper of Darkness

It was another quiet night on the untamed routes as most of the team had turned in for rest. All but two. The first was a Gardevoir attempting meditation. Her helm-like green hair flowed into twintails, carefully cared for with meticulous attention to detail. Her slender form was a peak of grace as she dutifully tried to continue her training. Her chest rose and fell with pure focus as her small breasts gave a small bounce. Her hands started to glow with psychic energy as her closed eyes blocked out her surroundings. Within a few moments, she started to float under her own power honing her strength as she did.

Only to be interrupted by the other still away by a shout. ‘I’m telling you to stop hogging Master’s attention, Morgana. I’ll make sure you regret it if you don’t keep yourself off of him.’

Morgana huffed as she opened one glowing purple eye. ‘I do not know what drivel you’ve come up with this time, but you can keep it to yourself, Cherry. Now if you excuse me, I have more important things to do than entertain your delusions.’

Cherry snarled, the Lopunny staring down the Gardevoir that paid her little mind. The shiny rabbit pokemon took the brush-off personally as she walked towards Morgana. Her brown fur was nicely groomed as the pink tuffs on her wrists, legs, and ears stood out in the darkness with a subtle gleam. The soothe bell at her neck gave off a faint ring as she swung at Morgana. The attack was blocked with an invisible barrier as she forced the psychic-type to notice her.

‘You do not wish to do this, Cherry. This is your only warning.’

‘Oh I do. If you won’t stop taking all his focus, I will make sure you can’t take it ever again.’

‘Those are dangerous words, and will not end the way you want them to.’

‘Try me.’
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The next morning, the Master awoke to his two star team members glaring at each other, the tension heavy in the air. He only blinked at the surprise as he turned to Morgana to ask. “What happened last night? Was the cushion too hard for Cherry and you or something?”

Morgana turned to her Master and shook her head before speaking, being one of the few on the team able to speak to humans. “No, Cherry wants to fight me for some silly reason. I told her she doesn’t and now she is like this.”

“I don’t see an issue with a spar, but let’s save it for after I pack up everything.”

Morgana only huffed as she nodded, wishing her Master had said the opposite. ‘Alright. . .’ She said, lapsing back into pokespeak as the Master got to clearing the camp site.

Cherry only looked smug at Morgana. ‘Getting cold feet?’

Morgana only let out a sigh as she focused herself. ‘No, I have a job to do for Master. I just never thought I’d have to do it against one of my supposed teammates.’

Cherry only gave an evil grin as she moved to the center of the clearing. Morgana took a deep breath in as she moved to help the Master with the campsite, and within a few minutes the area was clear.

The Master smiled as he gave Morgana a nice handshake. “Thank you for the help. Now, you too can have a nice spar, alright.”

“We’ll try.” Morgana lied, before moving to the center, her hands taking on a purple glow.

The Master moved to watch the battle, out of the way of the two as he spoke. “You two wanted to fight, so I cleared the space for you. I want a good clean bout, no cheap shots, and nothing big.” He said, thinking this was about to be a friendly spar.

He couldn’t be more wrong as he gave the signal.

Cherry was first to move with a flying kick at Morgana’s face as Morgana formed a barrier to block the strike. Cherry didn’t stop with just one as a flurry of blows rained down on the barrier, nearly shattering one before Morgana summoned another to parry a kick. She summoned a blade of Psychic energy in one hand as the barrier became solid around her other hand, granting her a shield and sword fitting of her kind’s namesake.

‘Cute.’ Cherry said mockingly as she started to form a few star-shaped energy shots and fired them off.

‘I will not let some bunny bastard lead Master astray!’ Morgana answered in kind as she formed a bunch of multicolored leaves and fired them into the stars, both detonating on contact and forming a massive smoke wall. The wall sat for only a few moments before a sword beam flew out behind them aimed at Cherry.

Cherry gave a scowl as she leapt over the attack and came down with a Bounce-fuelled axe kick from above. ‘I’ll make you eat those words while I strangle your scrawny little neck, you bitch!’

Morgana blocked the kick as it came down, the force making ripples in the shield, before she gripped the shield in her Psychic grip and chucked the shield at Cherry, slamming the bunny back. The Gardevoir let out a small grunt as she formed a dozen Energy Balls and fired them off at Cherry to keep the pressure on. A cloud of dust kicked up as the blasts detonated on impact, as Morgana huffed, the psychic projection of a blade now being taken in both hands.

‘I wish you were less of a pain. I spent a lot of work to get my fur nice and groomed.’ Cherry spoke from behind the dust cloud, before letting out a shimmering burst of energy. The powerful strikes Morgana had launched had their power doubled and returned back at her, forcing her back and onto her rear. ‘But I guess there won’t be any more of a pain after I put my foot through your skull.’

Morgana huffed as she struggled to her feet, summoning a mist over herself to heal some of the bruising from the blast. ‘You’ve been planning this. . . but I won’t let your plan work.’ She said as she formed another glowing ball in her hand, and put it into the sword, before throwing them at Cherry. ‘I won’t let you take him down this-’

Cherry evaded the thrown attack with her speed, driving her knee into Morgana’s gut with a Quick Attack. ‘You will do nothing of the-

Morgana slammed her head into Cherry’s, throwing her into the ground with a Zen Headbutt as her hands started to spark. ‘Fine. . . I’ll play by your rules.’ She said as she threw a Thunderpunch into her back.

Cherry grunted as she took the blow hard, before twisting and kicking Morgana’s feet from under her. The Gardevoir’s footing fumbled, letting Cherry get back to her feet as her fist lit aflame. The two stared each other down, elemental punches crackling in their hands as they searched for an opening in each other's stance. Bloodlust was in the air as they circled each other. Breath slowed as they both focused in on the fight, everything else forgotten.

Cherry moved first as she threw a hard straight for Morgana's face. Her opponent answered in kind as their blows collided. The Master watched as the two matched each other blow for blow, savagely striking each other. He knew he should say something, do something, but words died in his throat as he watched two of his trusted mons pummel each other. Cherry had the edge in speed and strength up close as more of her blows landed, but Morgana had a better defense most of the strikes were grazing blows. The ones that did hit would form a bruise, but before the wounds could accumulate, a light or mist would make them disappear.

Cherry only smirked as the Master watched the two of them, but with most of her focus on her. She could see his interest in his eyes with only a glance, and as she shifted back to fully focus on the fight, she could see her plan had worked. If the two had fought all out from the start, it would have been her lost. Yet Cherry’s feelings were easy to manipulate, and all she needed to do was to cloud the Gardevoir’s mind. With that, it came down to a bare-knuckle brawl, and Morgana could only last so long without using her vast psychic power.

As she drove another punch into Morgana’s jaw, and took one in her gut she could see the girl start to tire, and wounds were actually staying where they were put. It was time to end it, and Cherry let out a grunt as she looked for an opening. Morgana found one first as her fist came up from Cherry’s gut with a crack of thunder as the electrified fist hit the bunny’s jaw and sent her flying into the dirt.

‘You done with this stupid farce?’ Morgana asked as she took heavy breaths, barely on her feet. and out of stamina.

‘Yes. . .’ Cherry breathed out, before lunging with a heavy kick into Morgana’s legs. The force was more than enough to force them the wrong way as Morgana was sent headfirst into Cherry. She attempted to come down with another Zen Headbutt, only for a glowing rising knee to send her onto her back.

‘We are.’

Morgana couldn’t move as the blow floored her, and even attempting to restore herself was useless. She could only watch as Cherry picked up a stone and looked down at her. As it came down, Morgana looked towards her Master, the fatigue and failure catching up with her. “I’m sorry for failing you. . .” She called, before the stone came down on her.

The first blow made an explosion of power as the powerful psychic took a hard hit to her mind. She grit her teeth as she tried to push Cherry away, failing to do so. The master could only look on in a captivated haze, the only motion the rising bulge in his pants as Cherry moved to kill his oldest partner.

The second came down just as fast as the first, making a loud crack ring out as the now uncontrolled psychic energy made a massive crater around them. Bone fragments and blood came free as the stone shattered skull.

The third hit made a splatter as another burst of blood stained the grass.

The fifth blow caused a mass of spasms.

The eight caused them to end.

The eleventh shattered the rock in Cherry’s hand.

With that she stood over her handiwork with a smirk. Morgana was most definitely dead, a small puddle forming between her broken legs. Cherry could only smirk at this as she spread her legs, finishing her work by fingering herself over the display. The rage was gone, and lust took it’s place as she let out a small squirt on the mess that used to be Morgana’s face.

With that Cherry turned to her master, an ominous red glow to her eye as she spoke, not that he understood her. . . or could comprehend the mess of emotion going through him. ‘Master, she won’t be in our way anymore.’ She said, before looking down at the bulge in his pants. ‘And I see you liked that I did it.

‘Let me help you with that.’ She said before starting to jerk him off, leaning over her master and letting him take in her form as she serviced him. She still had a rugged beauty to her, but her once perfectly groomed fur was now matted. Blood and sweat stuck to her dark brown fur, while the pink tuffs of her ears and wrists were littered with dirt and rocks. A bloody bruise sat on her forehead, with another bruise under her breasts.

The master could only watch as the Lopunny serviced him through her beating, as if to claim a prize. He should have admonished her, pushed her away, but instead he moaned as he let her use him like a toy. She shifted from stroking to taking him in her mouth, slowly going down his shaft. It was his first. It felt so wrong.

But the swirling emotions had settled on one fact. . . He wanted more of this. He thrusted up into her mouth, roughly grabbing her ears as he gave the winner what she wanted.

"You are a naughty little bunny, aren't you. I guess that's what I get for not tending to you right." He leaned in as he forced her to look in his eyes, balls deep. "I won't ignore you anymore."

She seemed to give a small smile at this as she went down on him eagerly, pumping his cock as she kneaded his balls. She demanded his seed, and he was happy to oblige.

Morgana's body was left forgotten, the only remnant of light the master once had. Her head had been caved in by the rock, only recognizable by the Gardevoir’s signature hair, now matted with blood and brain matter. Her body was covered in slight burns as it laid splayed out, arms outstretched on the dirt. Her legs folded the wrong way as her womanhood dripped with a yellow-tinted liquid, yet more proof of her demise.

It was an hour or so before Morgana's body was found within the crater, her fight and failure having made quite the scene from afar as a few of the wilds of the area found her. A Lucario found the corpse first, licking his lips as he looked over her cooling form. He moved to aquire his find quickly before hard static filled the air.

It seemed fate had more in store for the failure mage knight.