#Recalcitratio Homicida The Hitmonlee

[moderator-monnie]

The Hit-Mon Pokepasta FINAL

Story written by me character/ideas are done by both me and @brimal-baspid​

Tw: blood, gore, minor character death, major character death, Pokémon death only read the story if your okay with reading all that.

Homicida had a bag with him with his clothes inside it along with some potions he carefully made his way thru victory road being a Pokémon most trainers on victory rode didn’t bother him more focused on battling each other of course of course at least a few trainers tried to fight and catch him.

He played it cool, fighting them like a regular wild Pokémon and when he had the chance fleeing away and heal when necessary, that is when he finally made his way into the first building and was stopped by a guard and tried to be shooed away.

The Pokémon did not like this one bit nothing was gonna stand in his way he was too close to lance at this point but knew if he murdered the guard it would arose too much attention so left the building and climbed to the top of the building with some struggle and ran across the roof hopping from area to area.

After some time, he finally made it onto the path to the elite fours building. He looked inside and did not see Lance from the front windows, so he decided to climb the near-by trees one by one until making it to the back of the building. Finding no entrance, it grabbed one of the trees and pulled it back all the way he could and smashed the window open. 

Homicida put on his outfit making sure it looked squeaky clean before jumping inside the building and kicked its way thru a bathroom into Lances room where the master of the dragons looked quite surprised to see the angry eyed Pokémon just a few feet away from him.

“How in the world did this wild Pokémon... Wait a rocket logo on its chest? I...” Lance then remembered something he found while helping out red in silph co he found a few documents about a Pokémon owned by Giovanni not much was discovered but what was is that team rocket bred a Pokémon for slaughter and unlike mewtwo were successful in their experiments.

Lance's eyes opened in shock and just as he was lost in thought about to speak, Homicida kicked Lance in the face, sending him flying into the door behind him and right through it he dropped all of his Pokeballs and was now in the champion’s room.

The Hitmonlee stepped into the room, cracking his knuckles, and Lance got up, raising his fists “you your the one who's been going around killing those trainers and officer Jenny! I always knew team rocket were no good but this? I would have never expected them to be such monsters.”

“You are an irredeemable Pokémon and me and my fellow elite four members will take you down. sadly most of the people you attacked are gone, but you made one mistake. Our champion Red is still alive! and you’ll never find him understanding, Beast?” Homicida’s eyes opened widely and it let out a cry of anger. Hearing Red was still, alive he rushed towards Lance and prepared to kick, him but just as his foot reached, him his leg was grabbed by the trainer and was slammed into the ground. The Beast recoiled in pain but had its other leg free and started kicking violently and really fast almost too fast right into Lances fast it was like a jack hammer dealing devastating blows and not before long the Pokémon was free, Lances nose was broken at this point but he still managed to get up. The battle was grueling, both of them taking heavy damage a deep wound in the chest area of the hitmonlee and because of how loud it was, the other three elite members rushed in to see what was happening. Lance smirked and began to laugh weakly seeing them “your done for now you fre” but before he could finish what he said Homicida managed to kick a hole in his chest Killing him the other three looked in shock before sending their Pokémon out and Homicida was outnumbered.

Months had passed Red was just waking up from his coma a news report was on tv reporting on the events from months prior, detailing the gruesome deaths of the Pokémon and their trainers and the capture of the rouge Pokémon which would be sent to rehabilitation was currently apparently in prison. Red sighed in relief and rubbed his head and was about to try to get up grunting in pain but then suddenly an alarm went off on the news station and a just-in bulletin appeared “THIS JUST IN THE PO” and before the news anchor could speak power to Red’s room was cut out. The boy looked around panicked, wondering what was going on. The room was completely pitch black that was until he saw what looked like two diamonds glowing in the darkness right next to him “Hit... MON... LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” before silence.

[moderator-monnie]

The Hit-Mon Pokepasta (part 2)

Story written by me character/ideas are done by both me and @brimal-baspid 

Tw: blood, gore, minor character death, major character death, Pokémon death only read the story if your okay with reading all that.

Once the lights came back on, the entire room was covered in blood, and Homicida was breathing heavily, huffing and puffing, tired as all could be currently standing inside the chest cavity of one of the officer's feet surrounded by the internal organs. His body was bruised, but shockingly, the trench coat was completely spotless.

There was a loud groaning noise one of the officers was trying to crawl away Homicida looked absolutely pissed his eyes glowing brightly before stepping out from the other officers chest and grabbing a baton left on the ground and just as the officer picked up his walkie talkie the Pokémon smashed the baton right on the officers head over and over again until he saw the skull burst open.

He dropped the weapon and sighed heavily he needed sleep and a hyper potion to heal his HP pretty low he then looked down at his trench coat and there was some blood, brain and skull bits causing him to throw his hands into the air and scream “HITMONLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”

He was super annoyed by even the smallest splatter and went back through the vent and went back to the apartment. The scientist from before long gone, of course; but she did leave behind a note, and a small bag full of potions of all kinds, likely left over from her old job at silph co. The note read as follows (Before I left town I noticed you go into the police station so thought I’d leave this behind. No idea if you can even read, but hope these help good luck.)

He sprayed himself with the potions and used a water bottle and a dishrag from inside the kitchen to clean off the trench coat then dusted itself off and went to make sure the door was locked before taking off its clothes and going to bed on the couch.

The next morning approached, and the Pokémon got dressed, looking around to make sure no one was in the streets before sprinting off out of town and onto Route 5 making its way thru Cerulean City quickly as possible having no business there then thru Route 4 and mount moon.

And by the time he had reached Route 3 it was getting dark out and as luck would have it Red was on the same route heading home for the night to get some rest and unluckily for Red Homicida knew exactly who he was thanks to Giovanni, he had a photo of the boy on a dartboard in the lab.

Creeping through the tall grass, the Hitmonlee made his way towards Red, and just before he entered the tunnel to pewter city jumped in front of him; the boy, of course, had no emotion on his face sending out a level 90 Charizard which used flamethrower.

Homicida quickly dodged the large flame coming from the other Pokémon's mouth he then jumped high in the air and jumped onto the Charizard's back the Pokémon tried to start flying to get the other mon off it’s back but once it’s wings started to flap, He grabbed onto them and ripped them both like paper though just like paper it wasn’t a perfect rip.

So the Hitmonlee pulled and ripped more and more off as quickly as possible. Red panicked and quickly tried to call Charizard back. Homicida looked annoyed as he dropped to the ground and Red tried to capture him in an ultra ball but he just kicked it away.

Red kept trying throwing more and more pokeballs and one eventually hit ding, ding, ding, the pokeball dinged a few times moving and just as the boy was about to pick it up thinking the weird rocket Pokémon was captured Homicida escaped and wrapped his legs around his neck and squeezed down tightly.

The boy quickly panicked trying to grab and pull at the legs but he just got his hands cut by the chain legs this hitmonlee was given eventually with loud coughing and soon passed out due to lack of air the Pokémon let go and broke his arm bone its eyes were a deep red.

Suddenly he was sent flying blasted with a hydro pump as Blue stepped in with his blastoise proudly he smirked and tossed his Pokémon's pokeball up and down “ha you might be the champion Red but just like when we were kids you still need me saving your butt!”

Homicida rubbed his head and groaned before noticing the Charizard's pokeball and picking it up quickly, Blue laughed “Are you for real? you think Red’s Pokémon would listen to another Pokémon? get real dude alright Bell, get ready with another hydro pump.”

Homicida began to run towards bell, the Blastoise, this time much more prepared for it, and it fired it’s attack. Homicida saw it coming and slid on its knees limboing under the attack, the attack this time only managing to knock his hat off once he got close enough. Bell tried to slash at him with its claws. “EY BELL USE HYPER BEAM!” Bell began to charge it, opening her mouth widely and Homicida used this to his advantage sticking his hands into her mouth with the Charizard's pokeball and then quickly clicked the button and threw it into it’s throat. Blue screamed loudly “OH CRAP CRAP NO!!!” Homicida jumped up into the air and Charizard left its pokeball inside the other Pokémon's throat ripping thru it tearing her apart from the inside and on its way out even broke it’s own neck thanks to bells tough shell. The boy ran up and began to start crying “c-come on this can’t be happening no!” Just as this was happening the hitmonlee walked up behind him he quickly turned around and tried to get up to run away but Homicida was much too quick for him grabbing onto his neck and began to literally strangle him to death ironically his face turned blue and after about 5 minutes of choking Blue let out one last breath before the Pokémon snapped his neck. He then looked at Blues corpse with disrespect before slowly turning his attention back to, but the sun started to come out and a few trainers who heard the screaming left the tunnels. Not wanting to be seen, the Pokémon fled and went into hiding for the night and hiding in mount moon’s tunnels his last target was lance of the elite four crossing two more names off his list he’d head to victory rode in the morning. Thankfully no one besides the scientist knew it was him doing this all, so he’d just take off his clothes and in the morning make his way there he was pretty close in fact he was impressed with how easy he was to kill both Red and Blue both were surely dead. Maybe once Giovanni learned of all the hits he’d come back, he had to.

[moderator-monnie]

The Hit-Mon Pokepasta (part 1)

Artwork by @brimal-baspid​ we both designed the Pokémon ourselves but they did the amazing artwork  

Tw: blood, gore, minor character death, major character death, Pokémon death only read the story if your okay with reading all that. 

Giovanni disliked extreme measures, but he always had a back-up plan in case things went sour and messy if a Police officer ever killed one of his group members.

He had his scientists and his trainers work on a special Hitmonlee nicknamed Recalcitratio Homicida, a name that meant "Kicking Manslaughter." He had even personally given it one of his spare trench coats; the Pokémon even stole its hat from another high-ranking rocket member, though no one, not even Giovanni himself, knows where it got the Ho Oh feather.

All was going well in Giovanni’s main plans, so he had no real use for Homicida, often keeping it in its Pokémon ball, but one day a trainer named Red came into play, and all started to go downhill, eventually leading to Giovanni disbanding the group and releasing most of his Pokémon, including Recalcitratio Homicida, into the wild.

The Pokémon couldn't live a normal life because it had been trained and bred for murder, and it had a team rockets hit list imprinted in its memory, and it wanted vengeance on anyone who had ever caused the group any sort of trouble.

Despite the experimentation and pain it went through, this Pokémon was well loved by Giovanni, even deserving of a nickname, so it was loyal until the end, even if he was gone, and so he wandered and wandered until eventually finding Celadon City.

The Pokémon only had names and some information about each target; some of that information gave away where some of the targets were right away, so that led to his first target being the Gym Leader Erika. Under the shroud of darkness, this Pokémon made its way into the sewers of Celadon City.

He listened closely above for voices or mentions of her; he waited for hours, and with a stroke of luck, it heard exactly what it needed to know where Erika slept. Turns out she had a room inside her own gym, according to one of the trainers who worked at the gym. Once he learned this, he kicked the nearest sewer grate open.

He entered the Celadon City gym and saw his own reflection. He didn’t like it. that his trench coat looked dirty. He quickly cleaned it using one of the gym's built-in water drums as quietly as he could.

The clock stroke midnight, and he found her bedroom, where she was sleeping peacefully. Unlucky for her, all her Pokémon were in their balls, which meant she’d have no protection, which was very lucky for him. The less noise, the better.

The Pokémon cracked its knuckles and walked over to her and looked down at her, his eyes shining bright like jewels within the darkness. 

"HIT-HIIITMON-HIT LEE!" He shouted. She groaned and looked confused, slowly waking up and rubbing her eyes. 

The last thing she saw were the eyes of the Pokémon before it jumped into the air and came crashing right back down with a high jump kicked right onto her head, making it explode like a watermelon, with blood and brain chunks covering the entire bed.

Luckily the Pokémon's legs could still stretch, so he wasn’t soaked. He didn’t want to get the trench coat more dirty after all its feet were stained with her blood, and then it took all her pokeballs and with some low kicks quickly smashed them before smashing through the bedroom window and fleeing into the night.

He felt truly alive. He was fulfilling his purpose, and he had hoped to one day meet with Giovanni and rejoin him so Team Rocket could return.

Then he made his way to Saffron City, the former home operating base of most of the team rocket’s activities. He wanted more information, and for the night he broke his way into one of the abandoned apartments to rest.

In the morning, people were already talking about Erika’s unexpected and gruesome death. The Pokémon still had blood on its feet, so it would stay hidden, and one of the Silph Co-Scientists, who were formerly a part of Team Rocket, entered the apartment.

The scientist was there to pack away any lab equipment and leave before the company found out about her involvement in helping Giovanni, though she wasn’t one of the ones who experimented on him.

He eyed her carefully before hopping down and confronting her. She looked frightened and was about to scream before noticing the rocket logo on itd and was about to scream before noticing the rocket logo on it. She didn't know much about Hit-Mon, but she was aware of its existence.

"Oh, damn, you scared the heck out of me, um... "I'm afraid I don't know what your boss's nickname was, so is just like Lee fine?"

The Pokémon nodded, investigating her closely. She looked nervous and was sweating.

"L-look, I don’t have much time. I gotta take what money I can and ditch town, but from what I was told by some of the others, you're like some hit man, right? I'm guessing that was your pretty work in Celadon."

He crossed his arms and tapped one of his feet. She looked down and noticed the blood, muttering, "F###, I knew the boss was brutal, but I didn’t think he’d go this far, um, wow, hmm, I do know where, um, some of the team's former enemies are located, if that’s what you want."

Being unable to speak, the hitmonlee just gave a thumbs up. She quickly went to her computer and printed out a form that had the last known locations of each of Team Rocket's most annoying problems. Red, Blue, Erika, Officer Jenny, and Lance Taking a pen, the Pokémon carefully crossed out Erika’s name, though of course it was a little messy, not really having the best writing hands.

"Okay! "There's the list. We’re good, right?" She looked nervous, of course. He nodded but also put his hands up to his eyes and pointed them back at her as a way of telling her that he’d have his eye on her. She nodded, figuring out what he meant from context clues.

The Hitmonlee then stayed there, getting some sleep, until nighttime, when it left for the next target.

The closest one being Officer Jenny, who happened to be in the same city currently due to the murder case. The Hitmonlee left the apartment, stretched its legs, and swung from them onto the roof of the next building. It continued to do this until reaching the police station, crawling in thru the air vent and sliding right down.

Making its way into the building, it began to investigate each room carefully, trying not to be discovered by any of the active police officers, but unfortunately for it, Officer Jenny’s Arcanine discovered it and began to growl loudly.

Homicida quickly grabbed the nearby water cooler, causing the other Pokémon to look confused for a moment, and he used it to his advantage, taking the water tank right from the machine and kicking it into the mouth of the Arcanine violently. The Pokémon tried to blow fire to melt the large plastic bottle.

But it was a stronger metal, so it would take longer to melt. Homicida continued to shove the bottle deeper into the throat of the large Pokémon before it rolled over and started to paw at its own throat, trying to cough up the large water tank while crying.

Officer Jenny heard the struggle and dashed into the room, quickly dropping her Taser and rushing to the aid of her beloved Pokémon, but by the time she arrived, it was too late. 

It was too late, and she started to cry. What type of monster would do such a thing?

And just before she got a good look at the Hitmonlee, it smashed some of the lights above, causing them to flicker, and jumped behind her. She quickly grabbed the tazer.

"OK, YOU SICK FREAK, COME OUT OF PRISON FOR THE MURDER OF GYM LEADER ERIKA AND MY ARCANINE, AND I'LL F###ING MAKE SURE YOU ROT FOR THIS!"

She could hear genuine rage in his voice, and in the midst of the lights flashing on and off, Homicida approached her and knocked her to the ground with a jump kick.

She looked up, confused, finally getting a good look at the Pokémon. "A rocket from Hitmonlee?" Oh, of course it's Team Rockets Pokémon, but they’ve never been this violent before; why now? Didn’t they disband? "WELL NO MATTER! You're still going down, person or Pokémon!" She quickly picked up her Taser and blasted him with it.

Homicida took some damage from it, but luckily for him, the coat prevented him from getting paralyzed. Using this to his advantage, once the thing ran out of juice, he pulled on the cord and her along with it, and he kicked her in the face once she got close enough.

Then he stepped on her chest, tipping his large fedora to her "M’lee" before stomping her face into the ground and stretching his body into the air to avoid the splash back, but unlike Erika, her face was still somewhat recognizable.

Of course, due to all the noise, the other officers ran into the room. However, there weren’t very many. They didn’t really have Pokémon of their own; they just had batons, which they all charged towards. The Hitmonlee started yelling, and everything faded to black.