Title: Channel
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #5, Channel
Rating: PG-13
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, insanity
“Isn’t it
lovely?” Lance asked, and his eyes were glassy gold.
He had
found them. He had suffered through years of trial, and finally, he had made it
to
He had found out the truth.
The Guardians might be immortal, but their power came at a heavy price. Over the centuries, it had leeched away their sanity, and they were capricious, cruel beings that cared for nothing but their fellow guardians, and their pokemon. Even as he brought up Earth’s sorry state, they had only laughed.
“Who
brought Earth to this despair?”
“I don’t want them to die.” Red had said, petulantly, and there had been pure hate in his eyes. “They’re all I have. I won’t let you take them away.”
Lance had
not spoken, and so
Perhaps the Dragon Master would be amenable to his plan.
But everything
had fallen apart. The Dragon Master was nothing more than a shell of ice and
iron, and
He turned to leave, but found the path missing.
“Lance, what have you done?”
“I?” He crooned. “Nothing. However, I cannot say the same for the others.”
Red faded into view, the shadows peeling away from his night-black armor. “Lance…”
“Yes, my love?”
“Can I kill him?”
“If you wish.” Lance said carelessly.
“I want to.” Red pouted, ruby eyes glimmering. “So can I?”
“Yes.”
“We can’t have you finding out.” Red smiled, before he formed a weapon in his hands. The blade was black lightning, the hilt gold. “You should never have come.”
What
The
legendary pokémon had hidden, merged with their
Time might continue forever, and despair enveloped the land. Perhaps it was better that way.
That was all that mattered now…
And when Lance and Red kissed, they felt the last of their sanity trickling away.
End Fic
Completed 2/5/07
I hate studying organic chemistry, but this semester I don’t hate it yet… public speaking is a BITCH though!
The channel is the means by which a message is transmitted.