Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Somethings Left Unsaid ❯ Life Has To Come to an End At One Time or Another ( Chapter 5 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
*Two Days Later*

(Jessica's POV)
Two Days.
It has taken us two days to get from Violet City to Azalea Town.
The only good thing about it was that we got to train our Pokemon.
My Pokemon,
Dactyl, Night, and Dude
are now levels. 16, 24, and 20.
Since I have Dactyl now I dont need a fire Pokemon.
I can use Dactyl to defeat Bugsy.
'You will still need a fire Pokemon to defeat Jasmine.'
'Why is that Night?'
'Because she uses a new type of Pokemon that was just resently discovered,
I believe they are called Steel Pokemon.'
'Ok then, but first I need to get a....'
"What in the hell!"
I cant believe it...
Slowpokes without their tails!
Who in the hell would be so fucking cruel as to cut off a Pokemons tail!
"Who the hell did this!" I yelled in anger
"We did!" yelled a person.
A Rocket.
Without even thinking I called out all of my Pokemon and tell them to attack everyone who wears the Rocket symbol.
Dactyl, using Hyper Beams left and right killing the people who caused these Pokemon such agony.
Night, freezing them and their Pokemon to death with his Icy Wind.
And Dude, using Rock Throw to trap them all in the well after an old man came out of it with the remaining Slowpoke.
I could care less if the Rockets made it out alive or not.
I just want them gone.
Dead would be the appropriate term.
I can hear Spike yelling at me..
asking me what I was doing to those people.
But it comes to me as fuzzy.
Like static.

Thinking, I some how lift the boulders telapathically and go down into the well.
I want to find the person responsible for this... cruelty.
At the end of the well like cave I see a person who I think is the leader.
Bringing my hand out I lift him in the air and ask him why he was doing this.
"Because..." he weezed out, "Its for the money that people pay for them.
You tell them that they can be goodluck charms, or they are tasty
and they are so gullible that they buy one, or a dozen.
It makes us rich! AHHH!!"
As I squeeze my hand on instinct I can tell that it gives this monstosity pain.
Pain that he should feel for doing something this wrong.
Soon his body starts to convulse and he dies.
I turn and walk out of the well, killing every Rocket except for one.
I tell him to send a message to his leader telling him that I will find,
and kill everyone of them, slowly and painfully.
And when I get to the leader I will torture him until he begs me to kill him.

Coming out I see the citizens of Azalea Town rejoicing that the Rockets are gone.
I spot Spike who is running toward me.
She is becoming blurry.
Oh shit, I think I am going to pass out.

My last thought is
What had I just done?
Had I really killed those people?
Didnt that make me a murderer?
No better than them?

'No Chosen that does not make you like them'
I hear a voice that sounds ancient.
Could it be?
"Lugia" I whisper out.
I dont know if anyone heard me,
at this moment I really dont care.
'Yes Chosen I am Lugia,
what you did took strength that I havent scene since my son.
You will make a great sword for protecting the Pokemon on Johto.
Remembe this meeting and look for my heir,
you will know him when you see him.
Goodbye for now chosen.
May you be with peace when you awake.'

With that he leaves.
And I finally fall deep into a dark abyss.
Finding comfort in the dark imaginary arms that open for me to fall into them.
And I sleep...

END!
......*crickets chirp*
yeah.... this chapter was my first attempt at a killing.
I hope it was good?