Title: And it
continues
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #151,
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, 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. Pokemon Special/Adventures-verse.
Takes place after #150
Warnings: Het, cross-dressing
Red is
really unsure when they arrive at
Jupiter sends out Abomasnow and Sneasal, obviously prepared for this weather. The odds will be in her favor in this environment, but…
Team Galactic is just as bad as Team Rocket and Red refuses to allow these evil deeds to go unpunished!
He chooses Poliwrath and Snorlax, because Vee’s weak to dark types and he doesn’t have fire any more. It’s all right.
His eyes flash angrily, as he orders Body Slam and Dynamic Punch.
Sneasal is quickly taken care of, but Abomasnow is a bit trickier. It’s ingrained into the ground, and Poliwrath falls to a malicious Sheer Cold attack.
Red grits his teeth and orders Snorlax to use Rest. Abomasnow Wood Hammers though, and that fighting move hurts a lot!
Snorlax begins to snore, as Jupiter taunts.
“Vee! Psychic!”
Dazzling rainbow waves send the icy tree flying, as Jupiter gasps in shock. Vee moves protectively in front of Red with a smile.
Lance smirks.
She’s holding Uxie in her arms, and the Psychic Pokemon glares at Jupiter angrily, back to full health.
Jupiter snarls and throws down a smoke bomb, escaping on her Golbat.
“Let’s follow her!”
Lance nods. They climb on Dialga’s back, as it’s quicker, and an instant later, they’re in front of the Veilstone Department Store.
Cyrus is waiting.
The battle is fierce, and Red sucks in a breath when Arceus is called, but between Deoxys and Lance’s dragons, the victor is quickly decided.
Arceus even looks pleased when he escapes.
Cyrus looks ready to kill one or both of them, but Lance’s Dragonair covers them with Light Screen as he throws down a hand grenade.
When the dust has cleared, Cyrus is missing a leg, but they are fine.
Red closes his eyes. He’s seen pain and suffering before, and the results of Pokemon attacks, but still… he feels ill, and when Lance gathers him into her arms and kisses him, he doesn’t protest.
Maybe, it’s all right to trust the Dragon Master now.
Of course, a moment later, he realizes that ‘he’ has breasts.
“You’re a girl?”
“Quite right,” She smirks, and this time, Red blushes before being brave and kissing her again.
End Fic
Completed 12/26/07
Edited 3/18/09
Takes place after Word #150
14 minutes! Research…