Title: Bouncy
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #11, Bouncy
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: AU, Shonen-ai, death, incest
Sir Its a bunny.
Red glanced up from his spreadsheet. Whats a bunny?
The intruder, sir. We caught it. The soldier displayed a cage. Inside was a struggling pink rabbit.
Oh? So thats whats been attacking us all this time? Red laughed. You fools youve walked right into their trap!
Wha-? Was all the man had time to say, before Red threw up a shield and the bunny exploded, taking most of his tent and the camp with it.
Really. A voice sounded behind him. With the way this incompetent military is, no wonder Kanto is winning.
Red saluted to Lance, who smirked, the golden color of his eyes glittering.
Of course, Father, but they dont know the truth, do they?
No, they dont. Lance laughed, pulling Red into his embrace. The people of Orre are foolish. They killed all the native pokémon living here, fearing the powers of the pokémon, and calling them unnatural beasts.
Mm. Lance smirked. They do not know how we who have lived with pokémon, can learn, and control that power for ourselves
They do not even know that we have infiltrated their presence, for they believe that all humans shall join them. It is a pity
But now they will all die for their foolish ideals. And we will rebuild Orre, the way it was meant to be, with pokémon and no humans.
Yes Lance purred, as Red kissed him, tasting blood. He licked his lips.
Who did you kill, Father?
The last one. Nash.
They are dead then?
They are. Now, the cleansing can begin. The rabbit was simply for my amusement.
I know, and it was so pretty. Red purred as he closed his hand around his Fathers wrist, smiling sweetly. Now can we go home?
Yes we can.
The desert wind keened behind them, and a dry land strewn with corpses.
End Fic
Completed 9/24/06
This prompt makes me think of rabbits. Plotbunnies! Boing! Boing!
Though I must say, this prompt does not exactly seem cheerful at all, does it?
Lance: ^^
Red: Blood? *Sigh*
Phantomness: *Yawns*