Ash watched through the clone's eyes as it arrived at the Beedrill hive, hiding carefully in the thick bushes.
The three released Beedrill had landed perfectly at the entrance, the guards letting them pass without suspicion.
Everything was in the right position.
Ash's consciousness snapped back to his main body in an instant.
He blinked once, the forest clearing coming into sharp focus around him.
Pikachu glanced up from her perch nearby.
Ash turned his attention to the floating system screen only he could see.
His finger tapped the activation button without hesitation.
Far away, inside the hive, the clone watched as the bombs tied around the Beedrill's necks triggered at once.
Thick white smoke exploded from the collars, spreading fast through the forest area where the Beedrill hive was hidden among the thick trees.
The heavy cloud billowed outward in every direction, rolling low over the grass and climbing up the trunks, filling the air with smoke.
Beedrill that had been patrolling nearby buzzed in confusion for a moment, wings beating slower and slower, before they dropped one by one, bodies slumping gently onto the leaves and ground, fast asleep.
Kakuna remained hanging motionless from the tree branches, and Weedle curled up limp on the grass, all sinking into deep sleep as the smoke filled the air.
The entire swarm went still in seconds, the angry hum fading into silence.
"Pikachu, let's go!"
Pikachu hopped onto his shoulder with a determined "Pika!"
Ash ran toward the hive, stepping over the sleeping Pokémon lying everywhere, Beedrill on their sides, stingers limp; Kakuna hanging still; Weedle curled up motionless in the grass.
"Let's begin our search," Ash said.
Pikachu nodded eagerly.
But as he was about to enter deeper into the Beedrill territory, a voice came from behind, sweet and soft, but angry.
"What are you doing?"
Ash turned around, But just as he did, a new mission screen appeared in his vision:
[Mission: Make Yellow your Slave
Reward: Unknown
Penalty: None]
[To make Yellow your slave, you must have intercourse with her 3 times in vagina and 1 time in anal.]
Ash smiled faintly as he looked at the person in front of him.
She wore a large straw hat pulled low over her face, hiding most of her long blonde hair.
A sleeveless yellow tunic with green trim covered her upper body, tied at the waist with a brown belt, over a black long-sleeved shirt.
Loose blue pants tucked into purple boots completed the look. Short build, flat chest under the tunic, tomboyish stance.
If it wasn't for the system telling him her name, and mission, he would have thought she was a male trainer.
But he recognized Yellow from the Pokémon manga.
He hadn't read it himself, but he'd heard enough about her healing powers, her bond with Pokémon.
She really was quite a beauty, even dressed like this. Soft features, large yellow eyes full of worry, fair skin with a light flush of anger.
Yellow glared at him.
"What are you doing to those poor Pokémon? Why are they all asleep?"
Ash ignored her words. He didn't have time, he had less than an hour before Beedrill woke up.
"Pikachu, take care of her."
"Pika!" Pikachu jumped from his shoulder to the ground, cheeks already sparking.
"Pika… CHUUU!"
A quick Thunderbolt crackled through the air, a sharp flash of yellow lightning hitting Yellow hard.
She had only a split second of surprise, eyes widening, mouth opening in a gasp, before the bolt hit.
"KYAAAAAAA…!"
Her high-pitched scream cut off instantly as the powerful shock coursed through her body.
Her legs buckled, and she dropped to the ground, body twitching uncontrollably from the shock.
Her eyes rolled back, limbs trembling for a few more seconds before she finally went limp, falling unconscious.
Only then did Pikachu stop, cheeks dimming as the electricity faded.
"Pika…" Pikachu said softly, hopping closer to check she was out.
Ash, in the meantime, pulled out rope, a Poké Ball-shaped gag, and basic camping equipment from his system space.
He handed them to the clone.
"Tie her up. Set up camp too."
The clone nodded silently and moved forward…
Ash turned back to the hive.
Now it was time to search for the egg.
He looked at the pile of unconscious Pokémon.
Ash sighed heavily, the sound low and frustrated in the quiet air. "Tch… this is going to be difficult."
He checked his stats quickly to see how many points he had left, just in case he needed to buy something else from the system shop…
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Slave System
Host: Ash
Level: 10
Experience: 257/500
Attributes:
- Strength: 3
- Agility: 3
- Stamina: 8/10
- Reproductive Capacity: Off
- Penis Size: 5 inches
Abilities:
- Slave Ball: Can capture a Slave into the Slave Ball.
- Slave Storage: Stores Slaves after putting them in Slave Balls.
- Gender Identification: Grants the ability to identify the gender of any Pokémon.
- Clone: Can summon 1 clone that lasts 1 hour (resets every 24 hours). The clone has infinite stamina and can merge with the host.
- Presence Suppression: Within a 10-meter radius, anyone, inside or outside, will automatically view certain host's actions as completely normal and acceptable.
Spatial Space:
- Healing Pod: 1/3
- Pokémon Training Space: 4/6
Slaves Capture: 6
System Points: 130
Pokémon: 2
Next reward on Lv 20
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130 points… hmm.
Ash glanced at the number again, frowning slightly.
He had only 130 points left. He sighed.
Well, whatever.
He shrugged it off and started going deeper into the hive.
Time was short, he'd have to find the shiny royal egg the old-fashioned way.
He activated his gender identification skill on the sleeping Beedrill as he passed them.
He was actually wrong, not every single Beedrill was male. Females were mixed in among them too.
That meant the queen wasn't the only female. She was most probably the leader or the strongest of them all, the one who laid the special eggs.
There was a small chance the queen could be male, but the odds pointed strongly to female.
The deeper Ash went, the clearer the pattern became.
In the outer area, he had seen a mix of males and females.
But here, in the inner area, almost every sleeping Beedrill was male. Bigger guards with longer, sharper stingers.
Most of the females he had spotted earlier were in the outer territory, likely workers or scouts.
That made perfect sense. The queen would be kept at the very heart, surrounded by her strongest male warriors.
He had to find that egg… or, if he couldn't, at least capture the queen herself.
Capturing the queen would be even better. He could have her lay as many eggs as he wanted later.
Ash moved faster now, heart beating steadily.
The queen was probably nearby…