Sorry for not uploading for a while... I'm preparing for advanceshipping day, so all of my stories are postponed. I will still try to get a oneshot like this up once in a while.
Enjoy.
The day that I killed Pikachu was an amazing day. It was the day that I got married to Ash. It was also the day that the world was rid of one more Pokèmon! I was standing at the top of the world, when that stupid rat died! I could feel the wind flowing through my hair as I took the stupid rodent's life away, slowly and painfully.
I guess that you're probably wondering who I am. I'm May. I really don't like Pokèmon, that's a given. When I started my journey, I hated them just as much. When I met Ash, he was all about them. I pittied him. I knew that they are just waiting for a right moment to kill their trainers, so I've just bided my time.
Why? You may think that I am sadistic, since I am married to a guy who's big on Pokèmon, but no. I don't enjoy seeing him in pain, but what's done is done. It had to be. As much as I love him, I hated his best friend.
Pikachu... Pikachu is that little yellow disgusting, and horrifying rodent that always sat on Ash's shoulder, or was by his side. I swear, he would have chosen that rat over me! I couldn't let that happen! I had to kill that... thing!
So I did, and no one suspects me!
I was always good at pretending to actually like them. I really did a good job. Hell, I'm famous because of this little skill that I've gained.
Pikachu was my first victim. You may wonder why. Why would I kill a Pokèmon that was so close to my husband, or so close to me? Well, I didn't feel close to it by any means, but I was sure he felt close to me. The answer is that he was more of a threat than any other Pokèmon! He was the closest to Ash, and we just can't have that now can we?
I still played my part by comforting Ash. Being there for him when he is having any problems. I'm still there for him. Always. No matter what, I'll be there for my family, no matter the problem... even if it's caused by me.
So I sat there with him. Satisfied yet saddened by my work. It's an interesting feeling to tell the truth. Really painful if I had to describe it. Oh well, here it is five years later, but Ash still isn't any better. I regret it sometimes, but no matter what... I'm proud of my work.