I am Matthais123. The story "The Choice" in WildCroconaw's Fan Fic Collection "Through Another's Eyes" was awesome and very heartwarming. I liked how it gave some insight on Pikachu herd behavior and "religion". I like how the dream sequence added some much needed action and adventure to the story. I also like how an aura of supreme evil was given to Arbok through the serpentine hissing. I truly admire WildCroconaw's work.

Anyway, he gave me permission to publish a sequel that will touch on Lightning's hatred of humans and darkness within his heart. I am also including a song the came from the ending of Casting Crowns' song "Slow Fade". I do not intend to plagiarize off of Casting Crowns, Pokémon, or the WildCroconaw, the original Fan Fic's author. By the way, Pokémon rules! Pikachu rules! Team Rocket is hilarious! Casting Crowns rocks! Here we go!

The Storm, the Traitors, and the Idol

Prologue

A little over a year had passed since Pikachu had decided to leave the herd. Deep underneath the Pikachus' land, Lightning, the chief Pikachu, bowed down before a strange statue. Lightning was wearing a strange collar and a wild looking headdress. The muscular Pikachu who had tried to hit Storm stood behind him. He also wore a strange collar. (Soon, Great One of Pure Energy, soon, all humans will bow down before Pokémon, namely, us, the higher species of Pokémon! Pikachu Supremacy forever!) said Lightning.

The statue was of a Raichu holding a human head. (Yesssss) the statue (The energy I've gained from the sssssssubtle dark energy from the heartsssss of thesssse Pikachussss, being guided by the darknessssss in your heart, will be enough to allow me to bring power to your Pikachu army. With a choice like 'fight or become a sssssssacrifice', you will have no trouble convincing them).

The muscular Pikachu smiled wickedly. (Yes) he said , (With the exception of Storm of course. However, it will please me greatly to put an end to that freak's miserable life! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, haaaa!) Both worshipers and worshiped laughed evilly, their evil voices being echoed throughout the tunnels.

Meanwhile, The Great Electric One could see them with his mind's eye. From his mysterious Thunder Palace in the clouds, he shook his head sadly as he sat on his throne. "Mew, Mewtwo," he communicated telepathically, "We have a problem…."