Title: Dream
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #9, Dream
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. Game-verse
Warnings: Fanon, het, annoying OC
It’s never an easy transition when the Elite Four shifts, especially when a new member is added.
Lance’s eyes raked over Sapphire’s form coldly as she nodded curtly to her. This bimbo had come in as a replacement for Bruno, who had unfortunately gotten caught in an avalanche while training in Mount Moon and though not dead, had been paralyzed from the waist down and had decided to retire from Pokemon Training. Will and Karen mirrored their Leader’s stance, while Red simply raised an eyebrow as Sapphire listed her many accomplishments.
This was an utter waste of time.
Finally, the Johto Champion spoke up and interrupted the flow of words. “So, Sapphire, what is your designated Pokemon type?”
“Er…” Sapphire said, “I’m not quite sure I have one.”
There was dead silence.
“I mean that I have a Raichu and a Machamp and a Ninetales and a Poliwrath!” She said defensively. “Plus I have a Pidgeot and a Girafarig!”
“…” Red glanced at the Dragon Master, who simply raised an eyebrow. It was not her problem.
“All right then.” Red stated. “Let’s settle this.”
“Huh?”
“We will settle the argument with a battle. If you win, you become Champion; I’ll pick a type and become the new Elite Four member. It’s quite simple. If you lose, then we’ll reject your application.”
Stars flared in Sapphire’s eyes at the curt dismissal. “You’re on!”
She would show that kid that she was boss!
They started at opposite sides of the field, six on six, but as she watched her Machamp faint after a Psychic attack from Espeon and Red’s Charizard destroy her Girafarig and Pidgeot, she started feeling leery. When she sent out Raichu, he swapped for an amazingly speedy Blastoise, and finally, her Poliwrath collapsed before the might of his Snorlax.
Red half-smiled, and then escorted her out, ignoring her screams and cries as she realized that her dream had just shattered.
She was no one to concern himself with.
“So we are left with a triad?” Will asked.
Lance shrugged. “I never cared for Bruno.”
“Of course, Leader,” Karen laughed. “We know.”
The rest of the words went unspoken.
“I didn’t like her.” He said when they were alone.
Lance turned to Red, busy brushing out her hair. “I did not expect you to.”
“She isn’t a Master… and she’s not a Guardian. There is nothing for me to like. She wasn’t even innocent or pure.”
“Pity…” She spoke.
“No, I don’t think so.” Her husband said. “I might have liked her and left you, and that would have been bad, ne?”
His wife chuckled as he hugged her, before rising on his tiptoes for a kiss. “Red, we broke her dream. And yes, it would have been bad.”
“Dreams like hers aren’t dangerous. Ours are.” He mused. “So we lost nothing.”
And that was that.
End Fic
Completed 2/4/07
Edited 10/17/09
Original Characters can be used to further a story, true, but often they mutate into Mary-Sues. Grr…
I have no idea why I keep writing these things; only maybe it’s to parody the extreme amount of fics that start with an OMG NEW CHAMPION beating Lance… I swear! There are billions of those things that pop up every time you Google for Lance…