Title: These Words
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #31, These Words
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, shonen-ai, anti-Palletshipping

Lance’s eyes are sun-bright gold, but Ash can’t see this, because of course his eyes are closed. The wounds can’t possibly be self-inflicted though, the doctors’ frown, and they wonder if there’s a murderer going around, but nothing else has turned up, and after the autopsy is finished a grand funeral is held.

At the funeral, Ash sees the girl who was talking to Lance before and he runs after her. She looks startled to see him, but waits.

“Please,” He asks. “I have to know. Did you kill Lance?”

“I wouldn’t admit it even if I were dead.” She snaps. “Do you take me for a fool?”

“But…”

“Lance is dead because of you.” She hisses, and he shivers, because as much as he would like to deny it, her words are true. If he hadn’t been so busy having adventurous, adulterous sex with Gary, perhaps he would have noticed his lover becoming quiet and withdrawn…

“He loved you, you know, but you were only after a cheap fuck. He didn’t want to live with that reality, so he chose another path.”

“But I don’t really!”

“Yes you do!” She snaps, and he colors guiltily. “Don’t deny it. You’ve spent months in Gary’s bed. Saying you love Lance now would be a lie.”

Without a word, she strides away, and Ash stares after her retreating figure, feeling despair settle into the pit of his stomach.

There is no way Lance could be alive now…

Charlotte returns to her region, hands clenched into fists. She wanted to do worse than scream, she wanted to slap him, to hurt him, perhaps even kill him, for being so abysmally stupid!

He has no clue what he has done…

“Can I kill him?” Her guest asks, as she settles black-feathered wings behind her back. Her eyes are blood red and she wears black chain mail like a second skin. She wears silk black gloves and Charlotte has to be careful – there’s such an aura of darkness around her that it would drown all the light.

Charlotte half-smiles. “Be my guest.”

Crystal giggles, and flies out the window in search of prey.

End Fic

Completed 12/3/06

Takes place right after Theme #30

Fanon! ^^

All right, if you don’t know whom Crystal is, hop over to my fanon guide. If you’re too lazy to, Crystal is Lance’s alter ego, who is female, insane, and creepily powerful!

Ash: *Cries*

Lance: *Glares*

Red: *Hugs Lance*

Phantomness: I’m so discriminative, aren’t I?