Entrancing of the Heroine

Cutey Punny entered the mayor’s office, greeting her with a salute. The Cinccino mayor sitting at the desk took a sip of her coffee before addressing the costumed wonder. A sombre look soon replaced her welcoming smile.

“I am glad you could make it, Cutey Punny. My name is Hanna Cinnabell and I’ve heard many great things about you from my predecessor, Winslow Furry. My town is in dire need of your assistance,” the Normal-Type explained.

Cutey Punny gave a single nod of acknowledgment. “What is the problem, Mayor?” she inquired, prepared for any problem that would come her way.


SCENARIO #1

“A gang of hostile Gastly have taken refuge in an abandoned building to the north that is to be reconstructed into a children’s hospital,” Hanna informed her after taking a sip of her coffee. “They attacked the workers after being told to leave and I’ve also been informed that they are powerful for unevolved Pokemon. I don’t think I have to say how urgent this matter is.”

“Leave them to me, Mayor!” the brave Lopunny stated, beaming with her usual confidence. “Those spiteful spectres will face the justice of the Shining Solider!”

Cutey Punny gave the mayor a second salute before rushing out of the office. With her speed she exited Town Hall and reached her destination within a minute. The part of the town was completely desolate with the distant sounds of the townspeople barely audible to the Lopunny. She entered the building and began to look around with the constant and unnerving feeling that she was being watched.

“Come on out; I know you are here!” Cutey Punny yelled, putting on a valiant tone of voice and unsheathing her sabre. “I, Cutey Punny, will not stand for you devious deeds and atrocious actions against the good people of this town!”

Three Gastly hovered up through the floor in front of her, each cackling sinisterly. Their eyes were full of purple spirals swirling around at an increasing speed. Being no stranger to such an underhanded ability, Cutey Punny blasted the spooky trio with a Shock Wave. The powerful electrical assault stopped them from using their brand of hypnosis and they floated around in separate directions, lightheaded.

“Leave now, Gastly! Your wickedness shall never overcome the shining light of justice!” she declared, aiming her weapon at the dazed villains, the tip of it gleaming.

The heroine recalled Hanna stating these particular Gastly were very formidable according to the construction workers. However all three of them took her Shock Wave like a ton of bricks. Even with her power and strength Cutey thought they would be more resilient. Maybe their special type of hypnosis was their claim of power.

“You think you can tell us what to do, don’t you, you silly girl?” one of the Gastly spoke up, swirling around to face Cutey, letting out a cruel, somewhat demeaning laugh. “We knew that you would be visiting us sooner or later! You are nothing more than a little girl playing dress up to us!”

Cutey ignored the ghost’s sexist taunts; she was used to such reactions by now, especially from fiends like the Gastly. She was in no mood to engage in an argument. She swung her sabre, releasing an energy wave at the troublesome threesome. Unlike before, all of them evaded the heroine’s attack with ease. They started to cackle mockingly at Cutey Punny, flying around the room, rotating their bodies, dancing and basically making light of their situation.

“Alright, boys, it’s time to show this stupid girl who’s in charge around here!” a second Gastly announced, regrouping with his ghostly buddies. They focused their attention at Cutey Punny, firing purple lightning-shape energy from their eyes at her.

The agile Lopunny gracefully backflipped out of the way, swiftly retaliating with a Shock Wave. The Gastly willingly took the strike with wide, scheming grins spreads across their faces, falling out of the air as a result. Before either of them slammed into the ground they suddenly recovered and flew at Cutey Punny, shooting out their bizarre eye beams. One of them landed a successful hit.

Cutey gasped as her body was levitated into the air by an unseen force, her body covered in an aura of purple similar in shape and form of a Gastly’s gas coating. She tried to move but could not. Even the simple task of twiddling her fingers was beyond her power. Her body straightened up when the Gastly were inches away from her, but not by her own actions. She quickly discovered that to her horror that the Gastly could control her body like a puppet.

“Time to be a good girl,” the third Gastly said, hypnotic spirals manifesting, filling up his eyes.

Unable to turn away or close her eyes, Cutey Punny had no choice but to gaze into the spectacle of swirls. Having experienced many types of mind control in past battles, Cutey thought this mental struggle would prove no different. There was no way she would allow herself to be enslaved by evil forces. As she continued to fight off the hypnosis, the other two Gastly glided back and forth near her ears, cackling demonically in an attempt to distract the distressed heroine.

“Silly girls like you can’t compete with the likes of us,” the first Gastly belittled, whispering into Cutey’s right ear.

“You are already a puppet, so you better give up your stupid mind too,” the second Gastly ridiculed her from her left hand side, tongue poking out, its spine-tingling surface brushing against her fur.

Even though Punny was a Normal-Type, she felt the Gastly’s ice-cold tongue slap against her. She would have shuddered in disgust if she could move. As time went on she was finding it harder and harder to resist the never-ending hypnotic assault due to the escalating power of the Gastly. He was toying with her, taking delight in giving her a false grasp of hope. With a dastardly laugh that echoed through the empty building, Gastly gave Cutey Punny his all.

“You will be our slave!” the hypnotizing Gastly bellowed, his dominating voice echoing through the defeated mind of the Lopunny heroine.

“I am your slave....” Cutey Punny replied, the very same spirals swirling around in her own eyes. “I am your slave...I am your slave....I am your slave....” she repeated again and again, keeping her emotionless tone of voice.

The Gastly laugh evilly in unison and float deeper into the building levitating the hypnotized heroine behind them, disappearing into the shadows. The creepy cackles continued on for around a minute, eventually becoming an echo before fading away completely.

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