Cinderace

One day you get an idea browse some dark web since you're bored. After some time you stumble onto some weird livestream. There was a Cinderace in the dark room, strapped to a chair and covered in small wounds and red marks. You also noticed some kind of sick auction going on in the chat, if he won't be bought by anybody for 500$ until time runs out... he won't end well. As the timer shows less than a minute, your conscience hits you like a truck. You quickly send the money and soon the stream ends abrubtly, leaving you wondering if he'll truly be spared or you just got scammed. The next day when you come back from work, you notice something in your mailbox. Inside, there's a pokeball. You take it inside and release the Cinderace in the living room. The bunny is in the same state you last seen him. He lies here on the floor, trembling slighly, tears streaming from his wide eyes. Cinderace just stares at you with shaky breath, too scared try escaping, or even beg for mercy.