Love and Sacrifice - A tale of War

by Timarelay

It's a war story, and the plot ideas are very much so stolen from the anime Gundam Wing. It's takes place many, many years after the pokemon anime, and centers on a war, and how it affects the lives of the hybrid soldiers fighting it. It's a somewhat dark

9. Love and Sacrifice - Part 8

LOVE AND SACRIFICE(v3)

Love and Sacrifice(v3): If sweet dreams are made of love, what are nightmares made of?

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A week later
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red

pain

blood

hurts

stop

please

stop

Curled up on the ground by his motorcylce, Shadow's ears and tail twitched violently. Every now and then, he'd roll over, or curl up even tighter into a ball of black fur, as if trying to hide from the nightmare he was having. Beneath his eyelids, his eyes could be seen to be moving back and forth despite that fact that he was sleeping, and he was biting down hard on his lower lip, almost hard enough to cause it to bleed.

dark

lonely

cold

fear

leave

me

alone

stop!

He woke up with a start, backing up agaisnt the tree his motorcycle was leaned against. He was trembling, and when he lifted one hand to his face, he realised he had cried in his sleep for the fur there was damp. Like many nights before, his emotionless barrier dropped in his dreams. Why couldn't he push those memories back? Why did they keep on haunting him? He just wanted to forget... He just wanted to fight this war and be over with it, and his life...

He wrapped his arms around his legs, resting his chin on his knees. His ears were flat against his head, a sign that he was troubled. Frightened by his dreams...

/Why can't I get rid of these memories? What's happened has happened... I can't do anything about it. I can't change what happened to me those nights, I can't change the fact that the few I loved abandoned me. I can't change the fact that I'm worthless, that my life is nothing... If I die in this war, so be it. I have no place in this world. It will be a better place without my sorry, non-human, non-pokemon self. I'm a freak, not even a freak of nature, but a freak created in a lab... Created to fight, and to kill. That's all I can do right... Kill. Those who come near me die if they don't abandon me first.../

A beeping sound from his motorcycle, however, stopped his train of thought, bringing him out of his dark mind. Once again, his eyes lost their sorrowful sheen, the light in them dying out, and he put on his mask, hiding his true feelings from the world, then getting up to find out what his new mission was.

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