Championshipping! Squee! Okay, not really, but… *shrug*

Title: The cruelest month
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: None
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #2, The Cruelest Month
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

December is the cruelest month. December should bring Christmas, but it does not. The Lord of Dragons stays with his dragons, and the Lady of Flame sleeps in enchanted sleep to keep the world whole, and the Chosen One travels the lands, bringing news and healing to all who deserve, and punishment to those who mourn.

It is a cruel month, for those who try to attack are shown no mercy.

The Dragon Master has golden eyes tinged blood red when he attacks. The blades flicker to life on his fingers, almost claws, and he laughs triumphantly as the dragons watch placidly.

Many try to kidnap the dragons during the month but all will fail and die…

The Lady of Flame has golden eyes tinged blue. She sleeps the Sleep of Death yet, but she protects the Chosen One with her life itself, and as Moltres wings rise from her back and flames scorch forest into desolate wasteland, a hundred thousand dying in one breath, she smiles.

The Chosen One giggles, as black lightning dances on his fingertips. He won’t fall and he won’t fail, and he most certainly won’t lose, never ever…

Finally, his eyes glint bright, bright blood-thunder-gold, and he brings his hands together as he smiles.

And destruction spreads outwards in a shining wave.

End Fic

Completed 11/6/06

Seems Championshipping is becoming a tad more popular on fanfiction.net. Pity I don’t hold with the pit of voles any more.