Title: Dark
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #7, Dark
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: AU, Fanon, het
“Lance, it’s dangerous…” Red whispered. “Why are you doing this?”
Lance sighed. “Red, you know the way the elements play out. There are always three – Light, Shadow, and Darkness. I am darkness – and love is an emotion of light, even shadow. I could feel lust for you, envy, despair… but I cannot love you if it saps my power. Do you understand?”
“Not really.” She sighed. “Are you saying that you love your duty as Realm Guardian more than you love me?”
“If you must insist, yes, I do. I cannot place your life over the lives of a thousand others.”
Quietly, his wife shook head. “I understand, but… I just want you to be happy. Are you unhappy because you love me?”
“Mew, no!”
“B-But…”
“Shh.”
Lance whispered. “It won’t hurt much.” He raised his voice. “
“I still don’t understand this.” Red muttered.
“M-Me?” She squeaked.
“Yes. That way, whenever Lance is with you, he will be able to feel, like normal. By the same token, when he is away from you, he can access his full potential – all his Dark power.”
Red meditated on the idea for a few minutes, before deciding it made sense. “How close does Lance have to be to be in love with me?”
“Oh, within five hundred meters of you should suffice,” Charlotte said thoughtfully. “Enough so that you two will not be attached at the hip, but far enough so that if he needs to, he can use his full power to protect you.”
Red blushed. It made sense, in a way, and well… there was no point in Lance loving her far away, right?
Right!
The ritual
was surprisingly simple. All Red had to do was wait and not struggle while
Lance held her.
“Is that all?”
“It’s not a
hard spell, but only Light Masters can do it.”
The Dragon Master shook his head, as Red mentally applauded.
“Great. Then I guess I’ll leave you two alone for a bit.”
Red flushed as Lance kissed her. It felt as normal as usual, and she kissed back eagerly. One thing led to another, and they barely had time to make it to the bedroom before the last of their clothing was discarded.
She woke up the next morning to find that her darling Mate had made her bunny-shaped pancakes with blueberry syrup. It seemed that the spell really had changed nothing. She happily dressed and ate.
“So, do I
owe you anything for this spell?” Lance asked
“Would it trouble you to kill all the other Light Masters for me? It seems that every naïve idiot is trying to become one and that’s destroying the balance.”
“Why can’t you kill them yourself?”
“Light
attacks don’t work on other light-types.”
“… I suppose that makes sense.” Lance said thoughtfully. There was only supposed to be one Light Master, and one for Shadow. “It might take a few months.”
“I am in no hurry yet. No divination dreams, thank Moltres.”
“I’ll get to it.” Lance promised, and went back to find Red, who was blissfully unaware of this exchange taking place.
It was not as though it would affect him in any way… and it was always nice not to owe anyone.
End Fic
Completed 1/26/07
Edited 6/17/09
Red: Eek! People are dying again
Phantomness: Hai. This fic takes place before Theme #22, Light
Lance: *Shrugs*
Shoyko: Meh, it’s almost not dark at all, if the murder takes place offstage
Kairo: *Giggles*