Title: Enraged
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #35, Enraged
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, Het, angst

Lance is furious.

Many things make her angry, but the fact that Delia had already given birth to a child when Samuel Oak stole her away, stole both of them, is one of them.

Their bloodlines had always been intertwined, and they were destined to be together from birth.

Now, she holds Red in her arms, and seethes silently.

Those blind fools. The ‘Light’ they preach is only the absence of emotion. If it were about passion, about love, even healing – she would still be with the League of Light. But they cast her out because she showed anger after Dragonite was destroyed protecting Pallet Town from Deoxys.

She doesn’t mind it if her Pokémon get injured – but if they die and Oak tells her crying is a sin…! Well then, she cannot take it.

She ran, and Oak tried to kill her, and Magmar burnt her so badly she thought she would die, but amidst her rage and pain, she found power, and it is the power of emotion. It is what they called the power of the ‘Dark’, but… it fit her.

She liked it. For once, she felt as though she was the one in control, instead of letting this strange magic they used control her.

Lance did not like being used, and she did not being lied to, either.

So she used the Dark to heal, and she plotted, and planned, and waited, and became stronger, though it took time.

What did it matter? She had all the time in the world. Revenge would be sweet.

When she was strong enough, and the years had slipped by one after the other, she flared her aura as a challenge, and someone comes to investigate. But it was not Professor Oak. She caught the intruder in her traps, and scanned his mind while he was out. It was very enlightening.

The boy was beautiful, and in his heart were already, seeds of Darkness, though evidently, his mentor tried to suppress it with the teachings of Light.

Fools!

Yes, there were those who were born to wield the Light, who had been pithed of emotions at an early age and worn a serene mask with no trouble at all. But on the flip side, there were those who were born to wield Darkness, and their heritage could not be denied, even with the harshest purging, and the strictest adherence to doctrine.

He was one of Darkness, as she was.

She will take this child, and train him, and then revenge will be so sweet. For now, Red whimpers and squirms and tastes so delicious as she kisses him, and she knows that though he may struggle, it is a lie. But Red does not fight her, although he very well could. Does he sense it too, the connection between them?

* Excellent… *

“I’ll protect you from now on.” She tells him, seeing what might be an understanding dawning in his eyes. “You’ll never need fear the Light again. Their tainted Light…”

“Why?” He asks, almost too quiet to hear.

“Why? I’ll tell you…”

Red does not quite know what is going on. Everything is muddled, but he knows without words that she is someone close to him, and he doesn’t want to fight her.

What they are doing must be wrong, but it feels nice…

He sighs, and gives in.

She’s talking, still, but the words sink into his soul like stones. Dissent, death, and betrayal…

“This is the future that awaits you…”

Lance cannot stop her self, and even as Red shudders and cries, she moves, restless, unyielding. He becomes plaint and limp, salty liquid trickling from his eyes. Even now, he does not pull away.

She strokes his damp hair, hearing him breathe harshly, unwilling to believe, and yet, unable to stop believing.

He knows she speaks the truth, as much as he would like to pretend otherwise. His eyes have been opened, and he cannot close them again.

“You are my love now, and I will keep you safe here with me. I will teach you the Dark so those bastards will never again hurt you, and you will be mine.” She promises.

Red drowns.

End Fic

Completed 9/23/06

Edited 7/21/09

Set in the same universe as Theme #44.

Hehehe… Lance is so evil! ^^