>>1237
I believe this one has already been done, but I felt like doing a different version, I hope nobody minds that.
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Most of the time I deal in high-profile jobs. Corporate defectors, overzealous cops, political rivals, that sort of thing. Petty teenage jealousy usually doesn't get anyone on my list, so this alone made me curious already, and combined with the redhead's tenacity in tracking and hiring me, and the generous advance payment, was enough to get me to accept the job.

So now I've been stalking my target for almost the whole day, waiting for an opportunity, and I think I just got one. That side street over there will be perfect.

I probably could simply jump her or sic a Pokémon on her and just go from there, but if there's one thing experience taught me, it's that surprise attacks never work out. It's almost as if Trainers have like a sixth sense against this sort of thing, and she only needs to get a hand onto one of her Pokéballs and the whole thing is gonna turn into a big, fat mess. And I wasn't paid nearly enough to deal with a big, fat mess. And besides, that's unprofessional.

Instead, a bit of subterfuge will be the way to go. “Come out, Purrloin.” I send out the small purple kitten and point towards my mark. “That girl over there. You know what to do.”

“Nyaaa.” Purrloin nods and rolls around in the dirt a bit to smudge its fur, then puts on a limp as it runs towards Serena, stopping right in front of her.

“Oh, hello, little one. You look pretty bad, is something wrong?” And of course she falls for it. As Purrloin takes off into the side street, Serena runs right after it, and a handful of seconds later, so do I.

As expected, the alleyway is empty, and Serena is walking slowly, looking for Purrloin. “Purrloin! Where are you? Come out, I'm not gonna hurt you.” She hasn't noticed me yet, just shows that a bit of subterfuge can go a long way.

Which is the way to the point where you can go for a more direct approach. “Magnemite, go! Thunder Wave!”

Serena turns around and notices me, and does the smart thing in trying to run, but she is way too slow and after barely two steps Magnemite's electric pulse hits her and she lets out a scream before stumbling and falling to the ground, unable to brake her fall with her hands and landing right on her face. Ouch.

“Oow.” As I walk up to her Serena is already trying to get up, but I just sweep her hands away under her with a foot, then grab her arm and pull her up. She looks at me with an angry expression, and I can see there's a large bloody scrape on her chin.

“You have two options.” I say. “You can either come along quietly, or try something stupid like screaming.” ...Of course she takes a deep breath, but before she can get out a sound I slap her across the face with the back of my hand, then follow up with a knee right to her solar plexus, which is enough to knock her out cold. I recall Purrloin and Magnemite, then lift the unconscious girl over my shoulder and start moving.
***
The lingering paralysis of the Thunder Wave is enough to keep Serena out all the way to the abandoned warehouse, as well as several minutes longer, and I'm just about to get impatient when she finally wakes up.

Given the fact that she's lying on the ground with her hands and feet tied with duct tape, the girl is almost calm as she looks around the warehouse before glaring at me. “Let me go, what do you want from me?”

“Take a guess.”

“I'm not gonna let you have my Pokémon!”

“For one, I could easily take them if I wanted, and two, who do you take me for? I'm no lowly thief.”

“I don't have any money. Or is it about the Pokédex?” You mean the Pokédex that is equipped with an ID-lock and GPS tracker? Who would be stupid enough to try and take that thing?

“Once more, I'm not a thief.”

“Th-then what do you want?” Serena looks a little confused and slowly seems to start panicking.

“It's simple. Your life.”

“What do you mean?”

“Is it really that hard? I mean I am going to kill you.”

“What?! That's not funny!”

“Do I look like I'm joking?”

“B-but-” And there's the moment of realization, she's about to start screaming or begging in about 3... 2... 1...

“No, please, let me go! I swear I won't tell anyone.” Called it.

“Sorry, but this is non-negotiable.

“Please! I'll do whatever you want, just don't kill me!” Serena starts crying, but I couldn't really call myself a professional if I let something like that change my mind.

“Venusaur, come out!” “Saauur!” “Let's get this over with. Use Vine Whip.”

Venusaur searches for a moment, then sends out a long vine over a beam and back down again, but I notice another vine discreetly slithering towards the underside of Serena's skirt and lifting it, and I slap the vine. “We've talked about this. Not inside a city.” With a grumble Venusaur withdraws the vine as the other loops around Serena's neck, then slowly lifts, forcing her to get up and stand on her tiptoes.

At this point she's just sobbing incoherently, so after a short deliberation I cut her hands and feet free again, it's gonna make for a much better show that way.

“You know, I really take no joy in this.” That's a lie. “But my client was very specific.” She actually wasn't, but I believe this qualifies as 'make the slut suffer'. “A job is a job.” That part is completely true. “So no hard feelings.” Well, she's not gonna be feeling much of anything anymore in a few minutes.

“Farewell. Up you go.” On my cue Venusaur pulls up the vine, lifting Serena off the ground completely, her sobs quickly turning to choking sounds. She starts kicking and gripping at the vine around her neck, but of course it's pointless. I've seen Venusaur move around cars before, there's no way a 50-kilo girl like her is even gonna make it budge.

In fact Venusaur is looking rather disinterested at the whole thing while I relax at least slighty and enjoy the show Serena is giving, her desperate struggling and flailing occasionally lifting her skirt just enough to flash some white panties. I'm not one of these 'rape and messily cut into bits' type of hitmen, no need to leave even more evidence, but I do appreciate the beauty in a pretty girl's air dance. Even if Serena is actually rather young for my tastes, not like my previous job, the Goldenrod City Gym Leader. It was almost impressive how many people wanted that girl dead, a shame she died so quickly.

However what Serena may be lacking in the tits department, she makes up for in spirit. It's been more than five minutes now, and even though Serena's face is turning blue, with her tongue hanging out and dripping saliva, she's still fighting at full strength, and with no sign of giving in any time soon. Admirable determination, sure, but it's not gonna change anything.

As Serena's struggles continue I slowly find myself getting hard, which is not really a surprise, especially with a show like this, but I suppress the urge best as I can, right now is not the time. That's what the video recording is for after all.

After well over ten minutes Serena's movements finally start to slow down, her eyes bloodshot and her face contorted into a grimace of utter pain. I think that's about enough all we're gonna get out of her. “Venusaur, finish it.” “Saur.” Venusaur nods and further tightens the vine around Serena's neck, eliciting a few final choked gasps and futilely clawing at the vine before her neck snaps with an audible crack and the girl goes completely limp as a large wet spot stains the front of her skirt and urine starts dripping down her legs.

As I let out my Grimer to clean up all evidence, I notice once more it's almost funny how the VS. Recorder can just as well tape brutal murders for my clients as Pokémon battles. Of course I had to rip out all tracking, ID and broadcasting electronics, but it still records videos, and that's what counts. I'm sure my client will be satisfied.
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>>1245
Pay up, anon^^ Next up is the Celestial Tenshi Hinanai. After losing a Danmaku playfight (though you suspect she threw the last spellcard), she took you to her room and 'surrendered herself fully' to you to 'do as you wish' with her. Clearly she was not expecting what you're about to do to her. (For those not in the know, Danmaku are basically energy bullets. Used for duels they deal no lasting damage, but they can very easily be powered up to lethal levels. Mostly they consist of heat or kinetic energy, but can take almost all forms imaginable, including lasers, freezing, cutting or electrocution. Read: You have a super-versatile energy weapon at your disposal. Be creative.)