Title: And then
there was silence
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #37, Silent
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. Zensho-verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai
“You know what I think?” Robert asked his prisoner confidently, “The interrogation would go so much more smoothly if you would speak. I’d rather not have to resort to some of the more primitive methods, but if you force me, I will have no choice but to, oh, say, use this.” He indicated a rack leaning against the wall almost as an afterthought, before he smiled charmingly at the Champion. “Now then. What do you know about Mewtwo?”
Red glared back at the man, his eyes bright with anger. However, he refused to speak. He knew that Mewtwo was dangerous, and anyone hunting him – especially a scientist like this one – meant bad news.
He hadn’t expected to get kidnapped, really, but now that he thought about it, why wouldn’t he be a target? He was a good trainer, and though Giovanni had promised that Team Rocket would stay out of his way, there were other dangerous groups out there.
He closed his eyes, as the man advanced. He wouldn’t betray the League’s secrets! He wouldn’t!
Besides, if he just believed…
Robert edged closer, and grinned, a syringe glistening in the light. Looked like he’d have to use the truth serum. Well, it wouldn’t hurt the boy… much…
However, a moment before he could plunge the needle into the waiting trainer’s arm, a vine snaked around the appendage and tightened with a snap. Robert gave a cry of surprise, clutching his broken arm as the needle dropped to the floor.
Red smiled, his Tangela emerging from the shadows. “You don’t really think I’d wander the streets all alone without backup, did you?”
Tangela next unleashed a barrage of Poisonpowder, causing Robert to choke, gasping for air. Then he hopped over to his trainer and quickly untied him.
Red unhooked another poke ball, before tossing it forwards, releasing the occupant to be a Raichu. Raichu hissed, before pumping Robert full of Thunderwave, as Red went to the phone and dialed the police.
Red sighed.
“Yes, Officer Jenny. It’s me. I’m in…
Red picked up his cell phone, flipping it open. “Yes, Lance? I’m fine… no, I didn’t touch anything so all the evidence should be there…”
A few minutes later, both his callers had arrived. Lance gave him a smile, while Jenny sighed.
Sometimes, she felt as though the police were only ornaments…
“So it went well.”
Red grinned brightly. “Yes.”
“Do you mind doing this to the scientists? They’ll probably die, you know.”
“No.” Red shook his head. “They deserve worse.”
Anyone who hurt pokémon should suffer too…
Lance kissed him then, and Red kissed back, and didn’t think about other people any more.
End Fic
Completed 3/9/07
Oops, had to change the story so I wouldn’t accidentally plagiarize myself… *sigh* because I already wrote a fic where Lance refuses to speak to Ash…