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Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Chapter 2
Red woke up late the next morning. “Not another stupid dream! I'm not a Princess. I wish they would stop.”
She'd missed too many days of work. She'd better head to the Plateau…
Red ignored the rest of the Elite Three as she did her paperwork. There was quite a mountain to dig through, which was quite irritating. After several days, she summoned Lance.
“Tell me how to get this stupid necklace off!”
Lance shrugged. "All you have to do is have sex with someone."
Red didn't believe him at all!
"Liar!"
He shook his head. "I'm not lying..."
"Then prove it!"
...How was he supposed to do that...?
Red put her hands on her hips. "I’m not that stupid. You just want to have sex with me!"
Lance glared. How dare she?
"If I wanted you, you wouldn't be able to stop me." He hissed, and pinned her against the wall in a savage kiss.
This was bad... They were in her office...
Lance broke the kiss, an angry gleam in his eyes. "I should not have expected you to change, even after five hundred years, Princess. You are as still as selfish as ever."
"I'm not a princess..."
"If you were not, the necklace would not have worked."
Red wanted to back away... But she was against the wall...
Lance withdrew his hands. "Forget it."
Red watched him. There was a knock at the door.
Lance vanished back into the necklace.
Bruno stood there with an armful of papers. "Hey, Red."
Red sank to her knees. She didn't seem to notice Bruno... She remembered feeling... something... the first time he kissed and she had felt the same thing again, just now. How odd.
Were they soul mates or something? No way.
The fighting type trainer placed the stack on her desk and left.
Maybe... if she really had to, she could sleep with Bruno... but.... eew... Was she that desperate? No!
But the necklace was haunting her!
She decided to call her sister.
“Aneki... I have... a problem... A very big one...”
"Do tell."
"NO!" Red blushed. "Aneki! It's not that!"
"Then what is it?"
Red blurted out the story while
"Maybe you need to take a vacation..." The Cosmos Champion suggested.
"Really?"
“Yes. Why don't you come to
"O-ok..."
She could use a break...
Red packed up and let the President know where she was going. Hours later, she was in Cosmos.
Red sighed. Maybe she would be able to deal with... 'Lance'... better if she was relaxed? What he made her feel was…
She didn't know how to explain it!
After dinner, she went to the guest room and locked the door.
She sighed and let out all of her pokemon. "It's not that I hate him, I guess..." Red bit her lip.
Flygon nuzzled her. Then what is it?
"I don't know. I'm so confused, Flygon..." Red hugged the pokemon. "And these dreams are so strange. It's like I'm a Princess in another time. But I'm not!"
"I'm not a princess... I can't be..."
She sighed. "The dreams are only making my life worse. And when he touched me? ...I... It burned!"
It hurt? Flygon asked, concerned.
"No." Red shook her head. "Not that kind of burn.” She flushed. “The other kind, like when Barry was around.”
Well, he is handsome.
“Flygon!”
You are a normal girl, Master.
It's perfectly normal. Why shouldn't you mate him?
Red blinked. "I..."
Did she want to have sex with Lance? Was that all? It couldn't possibly be just that. Was she that desperate?
She bit her lip.
But some part of her still wanted him gone. She was so confused.
"Lance?"
The man materialized. "Yes, Master." He kept his eyes on the ground.
...Why did she want him gone? It was irrational...
He didn't bother her that much, did he? He hadn't even done anything except kiss her. Plus, she had asked for it. So what was the deal?
"What is your command?" The man questioned, dully.
Red opened her mouth but no sound came out.
Lance remained silent.
She reached over and made him look into her eyes.
Lance glanced up at her. His eyes were dull and vacant. Just like a living doll...
Red swallowed. Her own eyes weren't very different.
“What is your command, Mistress?”
She hugged him. Not knowing what else to do... her mind was whirling in circles. Had-had she done this?
Her head spun. "Why...?" She wasn't even aware that she had spoken aloud.
"I know you would rather have a doll, Mistress."
She hadn't been expecting an answer. After all, she'd been asking herself, not him.
"But I don't want a doll..." She truly didn't! Why was Lance... why was he... she wasn't sure if he was being nice or not. Why would she want a doll?
“Did you wish for me to pleasure you, Mistress?”
“I don't know what I want…”
Lance shrugged. He bent down and eased her shorts and panties off, beginning to lap at her slit.
She let him. In truth, Red was too confused to stop him.
He gently probed, as she relaxed limply. She was completely shocked when she came. But she was still in no condition to protest.
Lance watched as she slipped into sleep, before returning to the necklace.
That night, Red dreamed. It was before the whole 'Barry' problem.
She saw happy years slip by, before she just got tired of him. And then she slept with Barry, and he gave her a necklace...
But the necklace made her hate Lance, and then trapped him inside...
Red still didn't know why...
Then she remembered something new. “I... I didn't really hate him, did I?”
She woke up screaming. It took her several minutes to realize that she was safe.
She remembered... He had killed her... after the necklace around her neck had... Oh, what had she done?
Red shook her head. And, in Mew’s name, why?
She buried her face in her hands, sobbing.
Flygon let herself out. Mistress?
"I killed him." Red gasped.
Flygon licked her cheek. "And-and then... T-the other man, Barry, he…" Red clung to her pokemon. "...Killed... Me."
She looked up at her pokemon. She had a hand closed tightly around her necklace. Now, even if she could, she still wouldn't take it off!
Flygon crooned sympathetically.
"I'm so sorry... Lance... please forgive me..."
There was a shimmer as he appeared. She looked up at him. Tears in her eyes... and also, something he never thought he'd see in her again. Was it love? No, it couldn’t be…
Red hugged him. "Lance..."
He looked down at her in wonder.
"My love..." She whispered.
Lance blinked.
She stroked his long hair. "Please, Lance..."
Lance didn't know what she was asking.
"What is your command?"
She kissed him. He did not move. She didn't stop. She ran her fingertips over his cheekbones and kissed him again.
She finally pulled away, trying to fix things. “I’m sorry. I was wrong.” She looked into his eyes. "I don't want you gone..."
Lance did not reply.
She wrapped her arms around his waist. She had broken his heart twice. No wonder he didn't answer!
Twice was bad...
He stared blankly at her.
Red wasn't about to give up! Her husband was in there, somewhere. And she was going to find him, even if it killed her! She didn't want this doll! Why had she treated him so badly? Well, she hadn’t had her memories, but that was no excuse! Had there been residual magic on the charm?
The Champion kissed him again, moving her hands down his chest.
Lance would not move.
Red continued, finding the zipper between his legs. She freed his length, rubbing it gently.
He wouldn't move!
Claret eyes sparkled with tears. She began to take him into her mouth. For several moments, licked and sucked on his cock, trying to get a reaction.
The man stayed stock still, but she felt his length hardening.
Red continued her ministrations. That told her that he was still aware.
She wanted him to... But...
Lance moaned quietly as he came in her mouth.
She kept looking in his eyes, searching for a change. There was a flicker for a second. There! She had to be on the right track!
Red lovingly ran her tongue over the knob.
Lance closed his eyes. He didn’t want to see or feel any of this!
She was undeterred. She took him down her throat, purring.
Lance didn't want to be hurt again! He pushed her away, gasping.
Red wouldn't have any of it! This was her chance to make things right...
"Stop..." The Dragon Master hissed.
Red looked up. "No." Mere words would not undo what she had done. The only way she could think of to prove herself was to give him her body. She had always belonged to him. She should belong to him!
“Are you going to rape me now?” He laughed darkly.
The bitterness in his tone stunned her.
“Why would I want such a tainted woman?”
She looked like she'd just been slapped.
Lance went silent again.
Was that all he thought of her as? A whore?
She glared up at him. But there was no hate in her eyes, just hurt. She knew it was her fault. She had betrayed him.
But that was why she wanted to heal him. She wanted him back, so much…
Oh Lance… can I please have another chance? Please?
End Chapter
Completed 10/30/07
Now it’s Red’s turn to suffer! *Smirk*
Admittedly, Lance doesn’t know the whole story, but he’s feeling vengeful. She did kill him, though it was unintentional and she was brainwashed.
Red: *Sniffles*