Author's Note: My brand new story for Ikarishipping! Dark theme! Very excited to get this story on the road, haha. ;D I am hoping for all of my readers to enjoy this crazy fanfiction of mines.

Summary:for him was a disaster. Everywhere he looked, everywhere he went, and everything had him furious. This, of course, turned him into a murderer; an addiction he cannot control. As he waited for a change to lead him down a more innocent path, death obsessed Paul Sumpter meets a certain blue eyed beauty that becomes his biggest weakness.

The thought of Paul being a murderer makes me so excited! It's just...the way his personality is and all, with his cold and cruel ways, I can picture him being one. That is why I decided to create this story. The idea of him being one, it just needs to be written down, you know? I think Paul being a murderer is very attractive (I'm weird, right?) IDK, I just like Paul dong such bad, illegal things...

WARNING: This story is Rated M for a reason. It is very dramatic and intense. Since the rating of this story is Rated M, be expecting things Rated M-related. And of course, violence, sexual content, self harm, angst, suspense, heartbreak will be included in this fanfiction as well.

All characters in this fanfiction are mostly OOC. Since this is an AU story, that's not much of a surprise.

"Why are you doing this?" A voice pleaded. A girl with hot pink hair stared at the boy with onyx eyes as she tried to shield her face. The boy had a sharp knife in his hand covered in nothing but blood.

He smirked as he placed the tip of the knife in between her breasts, scaring her to death. She stared at him with tear-filled eyes, hoping for him to stop what he's doing. "I can't believe I ever considered on dating a useless, pathetic little slut like you. You cheat on me with a guy who hassleptwith plenty of other girls and this is how you repay me?"

"I-I'm sorry...!" She screeched, snapping her eyes shut in fear of his intense glare.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it," He replied harshly.

"I didn't mean to cheat Paul!" She yelled once more, trying to struggle out of the chains that he had tied her onto.

"Yes you did mean it you fucking whore!" He yelled loudly, bringing his face closer to hers, staring at her with his bloodshot onyx eyes as he brought the knife closer to her skin.

Tears continued to stream down her face over and over as she tried to figure out a way to get out of this dangerous event. "I'm sorry Paul..."

"Bullshit," He replied angrily, pushing her hard against the fence as her head slammed onto the hard fence, causing an aching pain in her head.

"Please stop!" She screamed with fear.

"I won't make promises," He replied before grabbing a lock of her hair and jerking her head hard against the fence. He heard her hiss in pain as a small smirk formed upon his lips. He really didn't give a flying fuck about what he's doing to this girl. This girl was obviously immature for him. She cheats on him and she expects for him to be okaywith it? This is Paul we're talking about here.

"Paul!" She screamed once more, tears streaming down her face as she stared into his onyx eyes.

His glare at her grew harder. The girl was named Molly. He only dated her for a few months already and he was already pissed off by the fact that she cheated on him. He trustedher! How could she do this to him? Why would she dare to cheat on Paul with an immature boy who has slept with other girls?

"You don't deserve to live..." Paul muttered harshly as he brought the tip of the knife closer against her skin. Molly bit her lip hard as she stared at the lavender haired boy, hoping for him to think about what he's going to do.

"I love you...!" She managed to choke out, but it only pissed him off even more.

"LIAR!" Paul yelled as he pushed the tip of the knife inside her skin, stabbing her heart.

Blood soon rushed out of her body as she stared at him, beginning to choke out blood. He grunted before pulling the knife out of her quickly. Sure he wanted to enjoy the moment of watching her die, but he knew that it was his time to escape. He pushed her against the fence once more, causing her to scream louder as more blood escaped her lips. He placed his palm against the bloody knife, wiping it clean.

In seconds, Molly's eyes soon snapped shut, signaling that she was close to dying. Paul rolled his eyes as he placed the knife inside of his pockets before walking off, leaving the poor, useless girl there.

He really didn't give a shit of what he had done to her. She deserved it for even cheating on him. She hurt him and she thinks apologizingwill make everything okay? Hell, there's much more to the story.

Paul strolled down the street as he noticed a sign that had the words: Lake Valorengraved on it.

He sighed before dragging his feet, walking towards the lake. The wind blew through his hair as he felt the cool breeze slam onto his face. It was night time, around 8 o'clock. He stared at the sapphire blue water, glaring at it intensely. He sure as hell had a problem, and it was obvious. He killed his ex-girlfriend just for cheating on him. Who does that? Obviously Paul Sumpter. But he didn't really give a fuck. He was a killer and helikedit.

"Torterra," He called before throwing his Pokéball into the air as the large Pokémon appeared.

"Torrr," It roared, staring at it's trainer.

Paul stared at the grass Pokémon, examining it from top to bottom, clearing his throat. "You like blood?"

Torterra stared at Paul as if he were crazy, but nodded slightly. "Torr.."

Paul grunted in response, pulling out his knife. He placed the tip of the knife against his wrist before sliding it across his wrist. This really didn't seem to hurt him at all. Blood started to spill from the wound, surrounding his whole hand. Torterra stared at his hand, smelling the aroma of the blood. Of course the scent of the blood was driving the Pokémon insane. Paul stared at the Pokémon.

"Here," He breathed.

Torterra stared at the blood in his hand, shaking its head slightly. "Torrr..." It muttered, signaling that it doesn't want it's trainer's blood. Paul groaned with annoyance. "Come on, Torterra."

Torterra shook it's head once more, frowning slightly at the lavender haired boy. That was it's own trainer's blood and it wasn't intending on drinking Paul's blood at all. What kind of Pokémon drinks blood? Isn't that what vampires were supposed to do? Pokémon isn't supposed to have blood and Paul knew that of course. But he also knew that certain Pokémon that smells the scent of blood come running to it quickly, such as Sharpedo. Sharpedo are very dangerous Pokémon that live in the sea, and it's skin is pretty rough. It's sharp teeth can really hurt if you get near it. Pokémon like Sharpedo have an addiction to blood. If the scent of blood was near their territory, they would come running to it quickly.

"I know you're thirsty," Paul said, motioning his wrist towards the grass Pokémon. Torterra growled angrily at it's trainer, signaling: No.

Paul groaned with annoyance, glaring at the Pokémon once more. "If you don't drink this now, you're not going to have anything to drink for hours." He spoke harshly.

Torterra sighed before exchaning glances from it's trainer's onyx eyes to the blood in his palm. It slowly moved it's head close to his wrist before licking his hand slightly, letting the blood roll over it's tongue. Paul's blood tasted so good in it's mouth that it started losing it. The Pokémon licked his wrist in seconds, enjoying the taste of his blood. Paul watched as the Pokémon licked his wrist clean. As seconds passed, Torterra departed from his wrist, looking up at it's trainer. Paul nodded his head in response.

"Good," He spoke, grabbing out his Pokéball, "Return," A red light shot through the Pokéball, pulling Torterra inside of it.

A loud noise surrounded upon the wind as Paul shifted his head up, narrowing his eyes at the direction this noise was coming from. This noise came to a stop as seconds passed. Paul noticed that it was a bus, stopping just nearby the lake. Why was there a bus stopping by Lake Valor anyway?

He saw that no one was exiting out of the bus. Minutes passed and still no one was exiting out of the bus. This was getting suspicious. He dragged his feet, motioning over to the bus, examining it from top to bottom. He stared at the entrance of the bus before placing his fist against it, knocking gently on it. The door soon opened, revealing the bus driver. The bus driver nodded his head, signaling for him to get on the bus. Paul slowly walked up the steps, entering the bus. He stared at all the seats, but they were allempty. This was completely weird to him.

He walked down the aisle, making his way to the last seating of the bus. He sat down, breathing. "This is a nice bus you have here," He breathed, locking his eyes back on the bus driver to only notice he was no longer there. Paul pursed his eyebrows together, completely confused by the fact that the bus driver was justthere only a few seconds ago. He sighed, leaning his back against the window. As seconds passed, he fell into a deep sleep.

. . .

The water was beautiful and bright, especially at night. He woke up underwater, discovering he was in the ocean. He watched as a load of water Pokémon swam along the water. There were all sorts of water Pokémon surrounded upon him. He was wondering why exactly he was underwater anyway. He was also wondering how he was able to breathe underwater.

A shade of blue caught his eyes, noticing a large figure coming nearby. He stared at the direction of this large figure, trying to get a closer look upon it. The large figure was getting closer to him, becoming larger by its shadow. He stared at the large figure steadily, noticing it had the eyes of sapphire blue. It's eyes were as blue as the ocean. He stared at the figure as it stopped in front of him. He noticed it was just a girl underwater, staring at him as if she's never seen a human before. He raised his eyebrows, staring at the girl with ocean blue eyes and hair to match along with it. She smiled at him excitedly, grabbing a hold of his hand. The feel of her hand against his was like a jolt running up his spine. After a moment, she swam farther down the ocean with his hand locked with hers. She was taking him somewhere, but he didn't exactly know where she was taking him.

An underwater cave is where she was taking him. She slowly entered the cave, never letting her hand free from his grip. He watched as the girl dragged him in. Light was filled upon the cave, exposing her whole figure. She let his hand free, turning to him. He stared at the girl from top to bottom, shocked by how beautiful she looked. Who was she though? What was her name? Why hasn't he ever seen her before?

She smiled at him brightly, pulling him closer to her. He stared into her sapphire blue eyes, anxious of what she was planning to do. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her eyes lingered onto his onyx black eyes. Their faces were dangerously close, along with their lips. Her eyes lingered on his lips for a moment as she stared back into his onyx black orbs. Her lips were only centimeters away from his. It was close enough for him to try and steal a...kiss.

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Paul soon snapped his eyes open, breathing heavily as he felt sweat upon his forehead. He placed his palm against his wet forehead, wiping it clean. He looked around to discover he was at the Pokémon center. He gulped nervously, trying to figure out why he was there in the first place.

He noticed seven teens entering the front entrance of the center. One with a Pikachu sitting on it's trainer's shoulder that had the color of black hair. The other teen beside the boy with the black hair was a boy with spiky brown hair, he looked like a pretty boy. The teen beside the boy with the spiky brown hair was a girl with orange hair; she was holding a Togepi in her arms. The other two teens beside her were brunettes, one with a red bandana, and one with a white hat on. The other teen right next to the two girls had green hair, as close to emerald. The last teen of the group had a white beanie. She had blue hair for color, it was as blue as the ocean.

Paul stared at the girl with the blunette for a moment, wondering why exactly she looked so familiar. Where has he seen that familiar blue hair before?

"Oh hello Ash!" Nurse Joy greeted, recognizing the boy with black hair.

The boy smiled at her, handing her his Pokéballs. "Can you heal some of my Pokémon?"

Nurse Joy nodded in response as she grabbed them.

The group of teens walked over to waiting area before sitting down in the red couches. The brunette with the bandana sighed dramatically. "You know what would be nice right now? A coffee."

The boy with the emerald green hair smirked in response. "Unless you want to wake up with a headache the next morning."

"Shut up Drew," She said.

The boy with the spikey brown hair laughed as he placed his feet against the glass furniture. "Leaf, babe, mind massaging my feet?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows flirtatiously.

The girl named Leaf shook her head in response, glaring at the boy. "Don't call me babeand no, I will not massage your disgusting feet!" She hissed, crossing her arms over her chest.

Paul watched as the group chatted with one another. Normally he gets annoyed with a group of friends, but he was curious about this one, considering they had a familiar blunette in the group. He was determined to talk to this blunette one way or another. The group had a boy named Ash, Drew, Gary, Misty, May, Leaf, and Dawn. He assumed Ash was with Misty since he noticed his eyes kept turning to her. He also assumed the brunette with the bandana, who was named May was dating Drew, the boy with the emerald green hair and eyes. He then assumed the other brunette with the white hat, who was named Leaf might have taken a liking to the boy with spikey brown hair, whose name was Gary. But as soon as his eyes landed on the blunette, she looked pretty lonely, as if she hadn't taken an interest to any of the guys in the group.

Maybe she's a lesbian,He found himself thinking, shaking his head. He just watched the group from the corner of his eye, glancing at the blunette every five seconds.

That is just plain damn strange. Why had he continued to stare at the blunette? As if he had been stalking her the entire time, but he wasn't. He didn't even know this girl at all. She just looked strangely familiar to him, but he couldn't exactly get a good picture of why she looked very familiar.

If he actually remembered his previous dream the previous night, then he would take the hint. But since this boy forgets stuff that he dreams about easily, he was obviously retarded...not really, considering this isPaul.

He remembered the words: When every life meets another life, something will be born.

He was taking the hint that it could mean something about life...or maybe something else,but what could this something elsebe exactly?

Author's Note: I decided to re-do this chapter and all, LOL. I wanted to fix my grammar mistakes along with my other chapters, so I hope that it is at least a bit better?

I hope you guys are enjoying my story so far. :D

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