Title: Apathetic
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #6, Apathetic
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, politics, fanon references a bit
Red was half-asleep when President Goodman finally called an end to the emergency Council meeting. Apparently, some cocky pilot from Johto had crashed a passenger plane into the Saffron City Silph Tower, killing and wounding hundreds.
Of course, Kantos citizens were furious. President Goodman himself was busy warmongering, convincing the terrified, sheep-faced Congress members that the only thing to do would be to attack Johto before they rose up.
Ridiculous! The two countries had been at peace for over three hundred years
But the televised scenes were horrifying and much of the country consisted of stupid idiot trainers.
Red sighed as he followed Lance into his room. Lance raised an eyebrow at the Champions liberty, but said nothing as he made tea for them both and conjured up a plate of chocolate-dipped biscuits.
Im worried, Lance.
Of the impeding storm on the horizon?
Yes. I do not wish for it to break over us.
I fear we have little choice. If we do not ally, than we shall be branded enemy, for that is the way of War.
So if were not patriotic enough
Yes. Lance pulled Red close. And we are in the heart of indigo. Here, there is no tolerance for differences.
Which is why we must hide. Red narrowed his eyes. I hate this deception. I hate them all
As do I, love, as do I. Lance pulled Red into his embrace.
But until we can be ourselves we must walk the line of farce.
We do what we must to survive. There is no shame in it.
It still rankles.
I know.
Red bit into a cookie savagely, scattering crumbs. It isnt fair, Lance. What about all our friends there?
They will hide and wait.
And what about us? Should the Elite lead the way down the path of war?
Perhaps. Perhaps not, but I cannot tell the future. We shall see what the Council decides.
Its not fair! I wish they didnt have this power! I wish that President Goodman didnt have this power! Hes a corrupt, evil bigot and he only wants Johtos silver mines! Sure, I know it was a pilot from Johto who crashed into Silphs tower but ! Reds teacup shattered in his hand, and he blinked.
Lance quickly got to work cleaning the mess up.
Red looked at his cut hand, even as Lance used tweezers to pull the shards out. Sorry, Lance. I know you liked that tea set.
Its fine. Lance finished picking the last piece out, as Red brought his hand to his mouth, lapping up the spilled blood. Ive got a few extra cups.
Oh good
Lance bandaged Red up, and then they resumed their conversation, this time on the bed, with nothing that could possibly injure them.
But it was an accident. Red said. That pilot was
Exactly. And Sabrina would know.
We also know Sabrina wouldnt lie to us, so why didnt the President tell the people that the pilot was under the control of a Drowzee?
Why do you think?
Because because he wants War of course.
Exactly. Lance shook his head. It is a pity, but quite true. President Goodman just needed an excuse to incite the people of Kanto against Johto. And now, he has one.
Lance do you think, that Drowzee that was controlling the pilot, the real reason he crashed
Hush. Lance switched to telepathy. < Yes. >
< Those bastards! Think of all the pokémon that will die! And Goodman might even use nuclear devices ! >
< So youll not stay here with War on the horizon. >
< Even if I lose my position as Champion even if I get hunted down ! I wont let them use me as a figurehead in this movement! >
< I know. > Lance nodded. < We are leaving. Theyll not have the Elite to lead them, or the gym leaders. >
< Im glad. > Red smiled. < Tonight then? >
< Yes. The Council votes tomorrow, and then President Goodman will give his speech. Ive no doubt he has one prepared already. >
< Im mostly packed. >
< I know. It will not take long, and luckily, they do not know we have cleansed our rooms of all their spyware. >
< I hate them all. >
Lance nodded, and moved to his computer. Red went back to his room to pack.
Within the hour, they were ready to go. The furnishings would stay. Lance had wiped the memory on his computer and loaded it with viruses enough to baffle an army of Porygon. Let them see how they liked it!
Even now, the Master Computer system was falling apart, without the Champion and Elite to ground it
They would let Kanto burn in the fury of its own patriotism.
They would let the throngs of screaming fanatics that waved flags and held vigil by candlelight even now, standing near the remnants of Saffron City; they would let them face the consequences of their passions.
They would let the countrys addiction run its course.
Then, after destruction was assured, they would rebuild, but for now they fled on dark wings of night, even as the President and the Council shook hands and agreed to go to War.
End Fic
Completed 10/15/06
I like most of the moods, but I wish some of them didnt repeat. Dont listless, lethargic and apathetic mean pretty much the same thing?
Speaking of War yeah, well, I guess my War Poetry English class wasnt completely worthless! Some of the information in this fanfic is taken from the book War is a force that gives us Meaning by Chris Hedges.
Red and Lance arent Apathetic