This is what happens when I have nothing interesting to do for a whole night. I was going to do something else, but then I thought; what would a Pokemon do in a situation where he felt nothing for his trainer and was emotionally distressed? Plus a few other things, but I think you might pick that up from reading this.
Rated T for a minute amount of blood and injury.
Why did you take me away?
A dark face framed with soft, downy white, and hollow red eyes gaze across the room.
What did I do to deserve this?
He blinked; claws twitched. Silence stretched on like a rubber band, becoming more tense and ready to snap with every second.
What are you to keep me here?
The faceless, soulless human; that smirk and aura of smugness, the arrogant proclamation of masterdom over every creature to walk the Earth.
Why am I still with you?
The sun fell and awoke the land on the other side of the world, while the moon rose and coaxed all beneath it to sleep.
What did you do to me?
The limbs were strewn about in a lazy and space-wasting manner. He bared his teeth in a silent disgust.
What... did I do to you?
His claws, teeth and blades were stained now. It would take years of bathing in rivers and scraping on rocks to get rid of the remaining patches.
Why?
Absol stood when the sun rose once more, and bowed his head; the night vigil was over.
Why?
He turned away from the bloodied corpse and fled to enjoy the freedom only breaking the trust between master and Pokémon brings.