AN: (This series of drabbles will use 150 words as the limit, and ultimate goal. Content of these can include nearly anything, and will have a rating in the chapter title. Be forewarned.)
Dante! Wh-Why? I only watched in horror as the small Piplup strode over to the ghostly monstrosity in front of us, shoulders sagging and feathers wilfed. The distraught Pokemon, the one I had called my partner through thick and thin, against Dusknoir and Dialga, was finally giving up.
My heart was broken.
Darkrai began to speak again to me. Cresselia was trying to get me to shut my ears to him. Even being a Charmander, the heat was getting to me.
My head was spinning.
Dante spoke. "Darkrai surely won't want just me...he'll get rid of me..." I looked up. It would be for Dante. To protect him. My legs shook as I slowly stepped over. Darkrai asked me once again of my choice. I nodded.
And as the illusion faded, Cresselia and Dante could only watch in horror as my severed head rolled across the charred ground.
"JAMES! NO!"