Yeah! A reviewer, so now I can update. … Ok, I was waiting for my computer privileges, but still, a reviewer. And one I admire at that.
Blood Aura, thanks for the review. I really appreciate it. Yes, I quoted you. ^_^; I couldn't resist. I also used that again in this chapter. Sorry… Anyway, on to the next chapter!
This chapter was written at recess, on a very, very cold bench outside. Sorry if it's not good.
Now for the disclaimer. Sorry I forgot it last time Oops. I do not own Pokémon, sadly. Well, I don't have the LEGAL ownership… hmmm…
Same key as last time.
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I burst through the wall of the gym, fire practically coursing through my veins. Another of his henchmen had come to capture me, and I could take it no longer. I hungered for revenge, annihilation, and destruction. All I remembered then was how I had suffered at his hand. This is the beginning… of the end…
6 months since he forgot, he seemingly relearned what was banished from his mind. There is no other explanation for his men coming to take me, time and time again over the 6 months. At purity canyon I had destroyed the thoughts he had of me, memories of the lab, of the experiments. Or… at least, I thought I had. Ask me if I know you; I will deny it. Ask me if I fear you; I will admit it.
When I entered the gym, my mind was my own, but I had no control of my body. I was a puppet to my own anger. I saw Giovanni, about to battle… him. The one who saved me from destruction from both the Rocket Leader, and also… also from myself. I tried to stop myself, but I couldn't. The shadow attack flew, and connected with its target. The powers of others are a threat. But your own powers used against you, is the greatest threat of all.
Suddenly, through the smoke of the ruins, I saw the boy running to the fallen man's side. The side of his enemy…one he hated. Suddenly, I could move, of my own will, and so, I fled. It was only what he deserved; he had it coming all along.
6 months went by. The boy took Giovanni's ashes and hid them in the deepest reaches of the mountain of the elite. Mt. Silver… few gain access, and fewer still make it into the cave itself. At the 6-month anniversary of the tragedy, I finally brought myself to go. I saw the boy crying over the grave. The two had been foes, and he was mourning… I felt the intense emotion of his sorrow. It was so strong, and … I… I had been the cause. Light can only hurt those who live in darkness, by it physical or of the heart.
The inner cavern was high, and the path was narrow. The sides were a sheer drop on either side into the depths of the mountain. I looked, and knew what I had to do. Among the living is no place for a puppet of the mind…
I went to him, nodded my farewell. In that moment, when we were by each other, I learned what Giovanni had told him in the final moments. He looked up, saw me, and realized what I planned to do. He begged me to stop, but it was too late. I knew what I was to do, but it wouldn't be easy. I let the sorrow rage through my body, and became a puppet to my emotions once again. I leapt from the cliff, down into the darkness. I look at my life at the end of a string and watch it twirl around, and around, and around, and around, and around, and around... *snap*
As I fell, I did not try to go back up. My last words drifted up to him. "Farewell… my brother."
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W00T, it is done! Well, this chapter at least. Guess I have to get started on the next one… oh well.
Millenium Mutant, 4-6-04
