I walk in clouds on high,

Away from betrayal and lies,

I ride on dreams and hope,

But I can be washed away like soap,

A Pikachu rushed away from a pursuing Team Rocket grunt, in hope of freedom. Dashing from root to root, she cried out for mercy from the monsters behind her. The black-suited mongrels were in search of a vital creature with an electrifying personality and she fit the bill. Nets, traps, and other pokemon were thrown her way, but all failed at catching her because of her astonishing speed. The Pikachu yelped as a Sneasel tried to sink his claws in her tender flesh. Luckily, he missed. 'What did I do to deserve this?' thought the poor pokemon as she scurried to the left to dodge a Charzard's flamethrower...

I try to be seen,

But I'm caught in between,

I can't help them,

They're trapped in a lion's den,

The whole forest was set on fire from the lousy aimed attack. The Pikachu cried out in alarm when a huge flaming tree crashed in front of her, blocking her path from freedom. She howled in pain as the fire stung her, burning away fur and flesh. In desperation, she rolled over continously on the ground in an attempt to shattering the flame. Soon, the fire was extinguished from her pelt and she was covered in mud. She stood up only to be thrown down again. There was a net on top of her...

Saving them is a harder thing said than done,

The lion is so strong, he has already won,

I reach out to save them,

They also knew it was a matter of time before the end,

The Pikachu struggled with all her might, but she didn't have enough fight left. All her strength was dripping away. In one last attempt, the pokemon threw a wicked thunderbolt at something at the edge of her vision. It threw out a cry and slumped to the ground, motionless. Black started to surround her vision as her struggling got weaker and weaker until...it stopped...

Throwing myself between them,

I tried to him from eating my friend,

But it was too late,

He got me back for all my hate,

The grunt smirked in satisfaction as he stared at the motionless Pikachu. His rival's Pikachu. He had finally gotten his revenge for what his rival had done, what he DESTROYED. He destroyed his Raticate from winning, destroyed him from ever living his dreams. What was even worse was that he promised his pokemon that he would be the best and he had succeeded until HE came along. But that was all in the past now that he lost what he destroyed...

I cried and I wept,

The ground my tears did seep,

But the lion wasn't pleased enough,

That's why I'm a motionless ball of fluff,

Oh, that's right ladies and gentlemen! The one Pikachu that I destroyed was owned by...

Seeing stars,

My master not very far,

I blacked out into a dreamless sleep,

One that I would forever keep...

Red, the heartless pokemon killer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Me: Like? Hate? Review pleez! :P I don't own Pokemon in any way!