Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ 50_Prompts: Theme Set #2 ❯ Theme #24: Under the Moon ( Chapter 24 )

Title: Under the Moon
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #24, Under the Moon
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, Shoujo-ai

 

She fell to her knees, gasping in pain. Blood trickled from cuts all over her body, and one of her silversteel wings hung crookedly behind her back. The golden woman sitting on the throne laughed.

“So you're the first of this planet's Guardians? How fascinating! But I'm afraid you will not defeat me.”

Her pokémon lay dead, her pretty Hakuryuu and Kairyuu, Ptera and Gyarados, all fallen… her Atlantis Tide had not even splashed against the woman's feet, and her Deep Aqua Mirror lay in shards around the room.

“There is no fate for you save death.” Galaxia continued. “Unless…”

She lifted her head, golden eyes alert. “Unless?”

“Swear allegiance to me. Surrender your Star Seed of your own will. Become one of my servants.” Galaxia held out her hands, watching a pair of bracelets form. “Only then can you live on.”

She thought of death, and she shook her head.

She could not leave her love behind.

“I'll do it.” She spoke softly for once letting Lance, not Sailor Neptune, rule her heart.

 

The pain as the orbs tore her star seed from her chest was unbearable, but oh, she would live…

The bracelets were cold as they formed around her wrists, and she laughed, high and shrill, as the energy of Chaos coursed through her body filling her with power. Her injuries healed in seconds, her silversteel wings arcing from her back in a dazzling display of power, as Galaxia chuckled, pleased.

 

Under the moonlight, a woman had been reborn, and safe in Indigo Plateau, Red felt a chill run down her spine.

Lance…

 

End Fic

Completed 11/19/06

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