A/N: Hi! I made this real quickly, and it has only OCs, but oh well. Read on!
Flare the Blaziken had seen better days. His country at war again, he had come to fight. But…all of the men were dead. He activated a trap. Now, he was bleeding to death.
Several curses escaped his mouth the second he was impaled. His voice was dry now, his breath heavy. The blood oozing out his side…he was a goner. His unique war buddy, a shiny Oddish, got to him a second after the trap had been initiated. The Oddish, named "Shiny" rushed him to the nearby pokecenter.
"Don't die on me!" Flare only made a small grin, unable to seal away the pain that showed in his eyes. Arceus, kill me now. I am done living in this world. I have so much I still want to do, to see, to live for. But I am dying. I cannot escape death. Many others have tried, but all have failed. I am not rejecting fate. Please end my life.
Arceus looked upon the sad being, and called forth Giratina.
"Please, Giratina, let him rest. Show him the sights of Heaven, for he has been a good Blaziken."
"Yes, mother. It shall be done."
"Stop! Please! Flare! Don't close your eyes!"
He felt his eyelids dropping, and he could see death itself, Giratina. The only thing I wish for, more than ever in my life, is to see Ignitia again…
His eyes were closing.
…If I could live…
His vision was fuzzy, now.
…It'd be…
His hearing capabilities were pretty much non-existent, now.
I want to live for you.
He drew his last breath, smiling as if he hadn't just gotten impaled.
"It wasn't supposed to be this way…why couldn't I have warned you? Why? WHY?" Shiny wasn't holding his tears back; you see Flare had made him promise to never cry. But Shiny had to break the promise, because Flare deserved his tears the most.
Ignitia the Typlosion looked up at the sky, it being a sickening blue-gray. It was raining, as if the sky were crying. She hoped her husband would return soon, for she missed him very much. A week later, she got a letter:
Dear Mrs. Combustible,
We are sorry to inform you that your husband, Flare Combustible, was killed by a trap in the battle of the Geode Fire, where hundreds of Pokemon were killed in an unexpected attack. We apologize, and will do anything for you until his funeral. Thank you.
Respectfully,
Colonel Flame
No. This couldn't be happening. He promised…he promised he would be home. He never lies, never breaks his promises. He has to be alive, he has to be…please, let him be a…a…alive. Her face broke into tears; her wailing could be heard for miles. But now she knows,
…
He isn't coming home.
A/N: Wow! A tragedy! Coming from me, that's…odd. O.o This was really powerful. I like it, and Flare is my Combusken that got "killed" when my Ruby file deleted itself. Shiny was on that same cartridge, and Ignitia (Ig-Ni-SHE-uh) is what my Quilava, Flamey, would be like as a girl Typhlosion. This means a lot to me. R.I.P: Flare and Shiny.