Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ 52_Card Pickup ❯ Theme #53: Void ( Chapter 53 )

Title: Void
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #53, Void
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: Shonen-ai, fanon

 

“It has to be done.” Lance said, softly, and Red felt tears on his cheeks, even as the Dragon Master spoke, each word a measured, quiet drop. “You know why, Red. I cannot sacrifice the world for my selfishness.”

“I know.” Red replied. “But that doesn't mean I have to like it.” He hugged the older trainer tightly, not wanting to let go. “Sacrifices always have to be made, and I know - intellectually - why it's important, but when I think of you… dying…” His voice hitched. “It just seems unfair.”

“It doesn't hurt.” Lance said, pressing a kiss to Red's lips. “And you know I choose it willingly. Will you take care of them when I am gone?”

Red nodded.

“Then I am content.” Red tightened his grip on Lance's waist, tilting his head up for another kiss, but finally, they broke apart. Red sighed.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, precious child.” Lance whispered. “Now go.”

Red turned and walked away, even as Lance stepped through the gates. He shivered, but it was cool and quiet, and he slipped from life quite easily. The portal buckled, quivered, weaving the power of the Ice Guardian and Dragon Master into threads to keep the realm whole.

The last Guardian fell to his knees, but the pain was bearable, even if it hurt. He felt more than saw the ice winding about his heart, keeping his emotions locked tight. It would be disastrous to function otherwise.

After a few hours, the pain had dulled and faded to nothing, and so he stood, and returned to the League, where the others waited.

“It is done.” He said simply. Lorelei and Agatha looked shaken, but the Dragon Master was their leader and he felt a slight pity for the ones left behind. “That is all.”

Life would go on, but it mattered little.

He was empty enough not to care.

 

End Fic

Completed 1/19/07

Red: *Sniffles* Angst…

Phantomness: *Nod*