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Title: Wrath
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #3, Wrath
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, insanity
“I hate them.” Lance hissed.
Red ran his fingers through his lover’s crimson locks, crooning. “I know.”
“I want to kill them all...”
He nodded, feeling the junction where steel met flesh, the beautiful silversteel wings the Dragon Master wore, welded to bone thanks to the efforts of League scientists crazed for power. “I know.”
Golden eyes dilated with madness met ruby, and Lance gave a fangled smile, even as Red pinned him to the bed in a kiss. His lover gave a short cry of pain. He was yet unused to the sharp-edged weapons he wore.
Red licked up spilled blood, hearing Lance whimper slightly. “It’s all right now, love. I’ll protect you.”
“Really?” Lance’s voice was soft, the cry of an innocent child, cracked into mirrors of sharp emotion.
“Yes.” Red murmured, and kissed him again.
Poor, poor broken Champion, poor little dragon-bird… don’t worry, my love, I’ll take care of you now.
I’ll never let them hurt you again…
And Lance sighed, and Red petted his hair, trying not to think about the future.
End Fic
Completed 10/22/06
Poor, poor Lance…