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Pika-chan: Some of us wish that…

Phantomness: *Shoves a chocolate cake in muse’s mouth*

Pika-chan: ^^ *Eats cake*

Kairo: *holding Shoyko back* Calm down!

Shoyko: Why darkfic? WHY? You are horrible…

Notes: Fanon! ^^

Chapter 5

Was he part pokemon?

Why couldn’t he get the thought out of his head?

Lance was outside. It was pouring heavily. He looked rather wet.

Red shrugged and went back to his book. The island had an amazing library… perhaps it was enchanted.

With pokemon, magic did not seem so extraordinary, or so he believed. Besides, some pokemon attacks seemed too powerful, to perfect to be normal.

Lance came in and shook his hair out with a sigh, before he transformed. Red dropped his mug and only sheer chance prevented it from breaking. It had landed on a nice throw rug and not the tiled kitchen floor.

Lance’s form as a pokemon was a dragon, pure white with slight dark blue dappled slashes, only a few, on his back. He had sharp claws and a tail and teeth glittering long and white.

Lance changed back and blinked at Red’s look. “What?”

“Y-You really are a pokemon!”

“No, really.” Lance said dryly. “I wouldn’t lie about something like that.”

“I guess I was just surprised.” Red told Lance as he picked up his mug, glad that it had been empty. He shakily poured himself some water and sat there sipping it, casting wary glances at Lance every so often.

“I’m not going to attack you, you know.” Lance said flatly.

“Um… sorry.”

Lance got up and left the room, leaving Red to wonder if he had offended the Dragon Master in some way.

Wait a second…

“Why did I just call him Dragon Master?” Red wondered to himself. Sure, he knew that Lance was part pokemon and he trained dragons but still…

It wasn’t a normal inference to draw, was it?
No! It wasn’t! Something was wrong here, deadly wrong, but he had no idea what! If only the place was clearer…

The shadows were fogging his mind as well as his looks…

“Red?”

He yawned as he blinked sleepily. “Yes?”

“You seem tired.” Lance observed. “Shall I make you some tea?”

Huh? Oh yes, tea. Tea was nice. He nodded and Lance returned not moments later with a fragrant cup of black cherry bark and water.

It was slightly bitter, but he swallowed it all without a complaint. Lance locked eyes with him and he felt more than saw the effects of what must be a Hypnosis attack.

How did dragons know hypnosis?

He woke a few hours later. The forced sleep was unpleasant, but he had slept well, no doubt.

He found Lance (in dragon form curled up in front of the fireplace). Lance did look kind of cute though, as a pokemon…

Most pokemon were rather cool or cute, some were beautiful…

Lance looked up sleepily and gave what sounded like a hissing purr. Red grinned and before he knew what he was doing, scratched the pokemon’s head.

Lance’s scales were smooth, glittery and cold. How interesting!

He did not look that much like a Lugia though, Red decided.

Lance closed his eyes and went back to sleep. Red was about to take out his pokedex to try a scan and identify, before he remembered he no longer had it.

He sighed as he closed his eyes and tried hard to forget. It did not quite work.

The next day, Lance was back to normal – as normal as he ever got, in any case, and Red was through inspecting.

“How do you know Hypnosis?”

“Part psychic, remember? Also my mother was supposedly a weather master. Good for dragons.”

“Ah…”

“But she trained mostly grass, bug, and normal.”

Red nodded absentmindedly. “Do you have a picture of her?”

“I already showed you.”

“Did you?”

“You can’t remember?”

“I really can’t remember anything…”

“You’re forgetting. I suspected as much.”

“You knew I would forget my life and yet you still brought me here?”

“Well, you need hardly have followed me here. You never did listen to the warnings of consequence.”

“For which I am certainly paying now!”

“You understand then?”

“I don’t understand anything! The more you tell me the less I know! If you told me the world was black and the sky was white I would hardly be in a position to discount it! What have you done to me?”

“It’s almost time. I did not think you would last this long. You have truly surpassed my expectations.”

“I wish I had never come!”

“Well, dear, tis too late now for that… we cannot wind time back though we should wish it so.”

He watched impassively as the trainer crumpled, before he burst into flame. Then again, Honou always was one for dramatics.

Ashes scattered off him as he rose, clad in a robe of shimmering red gold. His eyes focused and there were flecks of gold in crimson.

“That hurt.” He accused.

“Still so constant?”

“Still so cruel?” He returned, flashing fire. “Could you have not found a better role to play?”

“Why than life would be no fun! And we must amuse ourselves between one and the next, do you not agree?”

“Oh, I suppose so.” Red agreed, settling down next to his friend. “But the shadows were painful, and they ate away my human side slowly. Do you know how difficult it was not to fall apart?”

“You weren’t quite successful on that count, were you?”
“Tis no fault of mine and we both know it.” Red finished. “But I am glad that the deception has ended and that time continues.”

“And will it continue?”

“As long as we are here to guard.”

“Then let us guard still, and wait for their strike…”

End Chapter

Completed 1/7/06

Yes. Red wasn’t human either, and going to this island ate away all of his humanity. He’s Honou’s child.