Title: Bouncy
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x 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 fanon, het, death

 

            “Sir… It’s a bunny.”

            Red glanced up from his spreadsheet, rubbing tiredly at his eyes. Was he hallucinating? “What’s a bunny?”

            “We caught the intruder, sir! Here it is, sir.” The soldier displayed a cage. Inside was a struggling pink rabbit.

            “Oh? So that’s what’s been attacking us all this time?” He laughed. “You fools… you’ve walked right into their trap!”

            “What?” That 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 in the process.

            * Fools… *

            He waited for a few moments, before the dust settled. Now, there would be no chance of failure.

           

            “Really,” A voice sounded behind him. “With the way this incompetent military is, no wonder Kanto is winning.”

            Red turned and saluted to Lance, who smirked, the golden color of her eyes glittering. * It worked. *

            “I’m glad you’re all right.”

            “Yes,” She promised. “Though, you seemed to enjoy that joke a little too much.”

            He chuckled. “Of course, love, but they don’t know the truth, do they?”

            “No, they don’t.” She laughed, pulling her husband into her 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.”

            Such an affront could hardly go unpunished, and the Guardians were very strict in their system of justice.

 

            “Mm,” He 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…” She replied.

            “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 her, tasting blood. He licked his lips.

            “Who did you kill, darling?”

            “I simply disposed of the last one. His name was 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 wife’s 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

Edited 6/8/09

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*