Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ 50_Prompts: Theme Set #2 ❯ Theme #7: Future ( Chapter 7 )

Title: Bleak
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #7, Future
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: Shonen-ai, fanon

 

His eyes were bleak, merciless ruby as he surveyed the remnants of their forces. A sigh escaped his lips, as he turned to the few gathered around him. “It seems I have no choice.” He murmured.

Anabel shook her head. “We're at our limits here, Red…”

“There is little of Kanto and Johto left worth saving.” He murmured in reply.

“Red….”

“But I have nothing to lose.” He finished. He held his hands out before him, and as Anabel watched, entranced, two objects glittered into view. A sword, plain, with no ornamentation, pure silver, and a shield of gold so bright she had to shield her eyes…

“The Sacred Sword!”

“And the Sacred Shield.” Red nodded, as he gripped one in his right hand, and slid the shield onto his left arm. His entire body began to glow with light, neither quite gold nor silver, but a mixture of both, almost like electrum…

Then there was an explosion, and when it cleared, she saw that brilliant green grass had begun to sprout over the ravaged areas, and that she could see pokemon appearing, but…

Red was gone…

 

“That was remarkably simple.”

Red sighed. “I wish you didn't have to die.”

Lance just smirked while Charlotte gave him a comforting hug. “It was our duty, as you may have guessed.”

“I know.” Red smiled at Charlotte, before he wriggled out of her arms. She just grinned as she watched him and Lance kiss.

“Still, to form the Sacred Sword and Shield from the lives of two guardians seems unfair.”

“C'est la vie…” Lance murmured.

“Indeed.” Red peered down, before he shrugged. “I hope they enjoy their Future. Pity we cannot participate it.”

“Yes, well, fate can be grossly prejudiced, but what can we do?” Charlotte shrugged.

“Wait and hope!” Red chirped.

Lance just chuckled and tousled his hair.

 

End Fic

Completed 11/25/06

Yep, fandom drabble-ish thing…

Charlotte: *Rolls eyes*

Phantomness: *GLOMP*

Charlotte: *Blinks*

Lance: *Huggles Red*

Red: *Blush*