Pokemon Special

by shadowphantomness

So Ash Red starts out on his pokemon journey at age thirteen, and instead starts running into crazy Team Rocket plots. Is it so difficult to collect a few badges? Or is there some sinister plot brewing in the background? Shonen ai championshipping

13. Plotting: VS ?

Hope this bunny lives a long life. -

Chapter 13: Plotting – VS ?

            Red, Blue, and Lance sat together in a café, enjoying the peace after the police had arrived to take care of the rockets.

            "Not a bad battle." Lance said.

            "You aren't tired? I'm pooped.' Gary said, taking a large sip of his hot chocolate.

            "No."

            Red smiled, sitting next to Lance. "I'm fine too."

            "What type of crazy training have you been doing?"

            Lance didn't say anything, just smiled coolly.

            "Just normal, fighting wild pokemon." Ash said in surprise. "Why?"
            "Hmm…"

            Gary knew Ash had been fighting longer than he, since the sounds of battle had drifted through the rubble. But Ash's pokemon all looked fine.

            Maybe they just had more endurance.

            At the moment, Ash was munching on French fries with nary a care in the world. He didn't' look concerned at all.

            "Well, that was probably Team Rocket's main HQ." He spoke up. "Maybe we won't have to worry."

            "Maybe, but Team Rocket is like an Arbok." Lance said. 'As long as the head is still, the body can regenerate."

            "Oh? So the leader wasn't there?"

            "We're not sure." Ash put in. "But," He added smugly. "I bet we took out a good chunk of their forces."

            "True."

            Lance chuckled. He's still so naïve… but he is just still a child.

            Chosen.

            What is your command, Lugia?

            I want you to keep an eye on him secretly. I sense great potential. He may have the makings of a master.

            I shall.

            Good. I'm counting on you, my Chosen.

            Lance's eyes refocused to see that Red and Blue were arm-wrestling on the table.

            "Ash! You're going to knock over my lemonade!"

            "Oops.' Ash said sheepishly.

            The two quickly stopped their miniature brawl. Unfortunately, when Gary jerked his arm back, his elbow hit the glass.

            Ash winced as it shattered.

            Lance looked admirably calm, despite the lemonade splatters on his expensive outfit. "I am going to the bathroom. You two clean this up."

            He left without another word.

            Gary quickly hailed a waitress, and by the time Lance returned, it was clean. Lance had also managed to get the worst of the juice yet. It was lucky he wore dark colors.

            "Gomen nasai," Ash said quickly with a bow.

            "No, no, it's not that bad." Lance placated. "Just be a bit more careful next time."

            "Hai!"

            "So, Red, where are you off to next? Indigo's still a few months away."

            "Maa, I'll probably go fight Sabrina for her badge and then go to Fuschia. Check out the Safari Zone."

            "Sounds good, I'll see you around."

            "Okay. You're leaving now?"

            Blue nodded. "Still have to fight Blaine."

            "Give my regards to grandfather!"

            "I will, don't worry."

            Ash waved as Blue took off. "Are you leaving too, Lance?"
            'No. since I'm bored, I'll tag along with you for a while. Is that okay?"

            "Yep!"

            Lance smiled as Ash beamed like the sunrise.

            Well! That'll help. Raichu whispered to Poli under the table.

            Yes… I hope so.

            Isn't he still 'young' by human standards though? Star asked.

            Not sure.

            Poli stretched. Well, he's mature.

            I know that!

            Ninetails stuck her head out as Ash fed her the remainder of his burger. Yummy…

            Eew! How can you like that! Venus said, sounding sick.

            What? It's good.

            Poli turned away.

            Can I have a bite? Star asked, wagging her tail.

            Sure. Tear off a piece.

            Some of the other pokemon looked away, until the entire food item had been consumed.

            True, pokemon were not all the same. Some didn't like meat.

            Some didn't like vegetables much, some disdained poke food… oh, it was complicated.

            But fun, as a trainer could discover.

            Shadows curled around his form, twining themselves into his soul. A breath, sweet as the moonshine and honey, exhaled.

            It was so pretty, so pretty, so small and fragile.

            Lance watched as Red played with his Poliwhirl in the water.

            So pretty…

            Pretty, pretty little one. Pretty little one who didn't see the entire world yet.

            You've only seen the sun, but not the shadows. Whereas I was born in shadows, you were the light shining.

            But don't' worry, I won't hurt you. You trust me, don't you?

            Yes…keep the child alive. Someone must do it.

            And it will not be me.

            Lance temporarily put his plans on hold while he watched. Don't worry, I'll take care of you, not just Lugia's orders… you need a protector, even though you don't believe it. I'll play my part. And maybe, you'll see my side.

            His golden eyes shimmered.

End Chapter

Completed 3/11/04