Brave to Dare
A/N: The scene was planned out, but how to write it was the hard part. I haven't written anything dark in a while.
*sees suspicious glares from some readers* And by a while, I mean about...two years?
*sees that doesn't help*
I'm sorry, dark stuff are not my strongsuit! But it needed to be in this story. Luckily, PokemonFreak90 was kind enough to lend me some help. I thank you for that big time, my friend!
Now, let's get on with Chapter 11! Roll it!
Chapter 11
Obsession By Fire
That same night, Iris wasn't the only one looking up at the bright full moon. Somewhere within the city, inside her own house, Serena was also looking up at it, thinking about all that had happened that day.
She knew that she was the best out of everyone her age, and she was proud of it. She tried to be an example of popularity and kindness, all wrapped into one lovely package. Granted, maybe she could've done something about what had happened to Iris back on the Exhibition battlefield, but she had promised her that she wouldn't try anything crazy. So in a way, she got what was coming to her.
But what was really eating at Serena's mind was a certain boy from Kanto who had the guts to do something about Iris's mistreatment and was the first person to see through her sweet little facade. As she glanced at the fireplace in the room, she could see the flames flickering wildly to show Ash's image, smirking at her teasingly and beckoning her to come closer with his hand curling back and forth, like he was challenging her to even dare. She came closer to the fireplace, all while reaching into her pocket and pulling out a light blue handkerchief with a little Poké Ball design sewn onto the corner. She had snatched it earlier when she had Ash struggling against her back in Prism Tower.
She could see the tense yet fluid movements of him commanding his Pokémon during his opening battle with Cynthia, as if it were a hypnotizing dance. His strong arms habitually extending to give out his orders, his torso slightly twisting as he moved his legs to gain a better position. He always looked like the perfect trainer when in battle.
She could see the fire in his luscious brown eyes burning straight through her soul as he glared at her. But there was also the warmer and more gentle flickering of the embers in them when he smiled, yet even those still scorched her fiercely. That passion that he showed excited her.
She could feel the warmth of his body when she had him cornered earlier. How tempting it was to try and feel him up, even to feel the tightness in his arms. Even though when she brushed her fingers against his smooth skin at that one moment, that alone was an addiction, one that Serena didn't want to stop. She wished that he would hold her close in those strong arms.
And the sun caught in his untamed raven hair; it was driving her crazy to want to feel if it was soft, despite how wild and unkempt it looked. She pressed the handkerchief to her nose, smelling the scent of pine, cinnamon, and a tinge of sweat. It was a unique scent all on its own, just as unique as Ash.
It was like a fire building up inside of her, wanting all of what Ash Ketchum must have to offer to any worthy woman and Serena knew that no woman was more worthy of that wonderful boy than her. Just thinking about every wonderful thing about him was making her aroused. But there was a sweetness inside of him that just didn't seem to fit right in the image that Serena had of him. A sweetness that must be removed.
Serena felt her face grow hot at where that thought came from. She shook her head, wanting that out of her head. But just as Ash was stubborn, the image of him stayed in her mind's eye as she stared at the fire, still acting unnaturally seductive, showcasing his body at an angle that showed off his lean figure.
Come on now, Serena. The honey-blonde quickly chided herself, shaking her head. Don't let this boy cast a spell on you, no matter how charming he may seem. He's still a wanted fugitive and he must be punished for all of his misdeeds. But still, I want him to be mine and mine alone. Maybe I can use that to my advantage.
But then, she remembered something that left a sour taste in her mouth. Before she came into Prism Tower to look for Ash, she saw him talking with that new girl from Sinnoh. She briefly saw the way she'd looked at him. She seemed to have a soft spot for him as well.
But the way that Ash looked at her...it was full of intrigue and kindness, like he had welcomed her company. And it was much different than how he had looked at Serena. His fiery eyes aimed at her were full of hate and disgust. But when he was gazing at the Sinnoh girl, Dawn, he had a softness and warmth that obviously spelled that he might reciprocate her feelings.
An unfamiliar anger began swelling up inside of Serena and she felt chills trailing up her arms, then tangling tightly around her brain. She clenched her teeth and fists at the mere thought of Ash having his strong and lean arms wrapped around Dawn's waist, holding her close to his form, and her own slim arms around his svelte shoulders. It should be her in his arms, not Dawn!
What does she have that I don't? She thought bitterly. I'm obviously prettier and better than she is. Yet, why does he even bother with her? Well, I'll teach her not to take anything from me, and that she has no idea who she's dealing with! No one will keep me from getting what I'm entitled to!
Serena felt a different but equally powerful fire swelling up in her, wanting to have Dawn out of the picture so that she could have Ash. Both flames of lust and anger were eating at her mind, her eyes darkening with an emotion that she never felt before. But strangely, she liked it, because she felt a power that she had never felt before. If she could control her own school, why not also have the city in the palm of her hand?
Now, this emotion was obsession turned madness.
She could gleefully picture Dawn being arrested for the same false charges that had been placed on Ash, and maybe she could even be publicly executed right there unless Ash appears and willingly surrenders himself to Serena. And then, with Dawn gone, he'll be hers and hers alone! Or better yet, do away with her in secret, make it look like it was an accident, and he'll have no else to turn to but her when his heart breaks into pieces!
A knock came on her door, snapping her out of her diabolical thoughts. She gasped quietly in surprise and wiped away beads of sweat that came on her brow with the handkerchief and turned towards the door. It was her father.
"What is it, Father?" Serena asked.
"It's that boy." The mayor answered. "The one from the Battle Exhibition. He's escaped."
Serena felt a tightening inside her chest and she slightly clenched her fist that was holding the handkerchief. "What do you mean?" She asked, trying to not sound angry, but curious.
"The police looked all throughout the entire tower through the security system." The mayor explained. "He's nowhere inside. He's just….gone."
"But how?" Serena continued to question, wondering how on earth Ash escaped from Prism Tower. She was sure that they had taken every precaution.
He's a slippery one, that's for sure. She thought.
"We're sending out search parties first thing in the morning." The mayor continued.
"Can I help?" Serena asked, putting on a polite front.
"Of course you can, sweetheart." The mayor said, making his daughter smirk inwardly. "Get some rest, okay?"
"Okay, Father." Serena answered, and the mayor left her room. Her smile faded from her face and she gritted her teeth, clenching her fist holding the handkerchief even tighter as her anger continued to build. Her eyes turned dull and lifeless, but at the same time, having a cold fire in them.
"I will find you, Ash Ketchum." She vowed, glaring at the blue cloth in her hand as she turned back to the fireplace. "Even if I have to tear the entire city apart."
An image of Dawn and her annoyingly sweet smile came in her head as Serena glanced back at the red and orange fire, the flames moving back and forth madly. "And I'll get rid of anyone who stands in my way, no matter what it takes. I'll have that Sinnoh newbie out of the picture and you'll be all mine."
With that, Serena hatefully threw the handkerchief into the fire. She watched with dark eyes as the vermilion flames licked the cloth, turning its soft blue into a brittle brown, splotched with black and orange embers. In her mind, she saw a smoky image of Dawn screaming and writhing in pain rising up from the smoldering piece of cloth. Then, an image of Ash appeared beside the scene, his eyes widened in horror. He then sank down to his knees, his fists clenching tightly with heartbreak and his eyes squeezed shut.
"I'll be courteous for now, but if she resists, then you, Ash Ketchum, will have a front-row seat, watching her take her last breath." Serena finished the dark promise as everything went black.
Ash would be her man forever and Dawn would die, along with anyone else who would want to keep him and Serena apart!
A/N: I know this was short, but what would you expect for one small yet crucial scene?
Funny enough, I was watching a Pokémon video of "Hellfire", that actually was about Ash and Serena. If you guys want to, check it out. It's simply called "HellFire" by Luna D. It was a big inspiration and motivation as I wrote this.
Now that we have witnessed Serena's descent into madness, what will happen next? Well, we have to wait and see in Chapter 12.
Until then, I'll see y'all! Please leave a review about what you think.
Got to fly! ;)