(A/N:) Warning: Yellow bashing :3 Kinda.
Red's point of view.
Blood. Blood everywhere. Pounding around my body, screaming at me, blaming me…
"Take your time. Where is he now?"
Please don't ask me that question again…
My vision cracked and broke under building tears…I wanted to close away those tears and welcome darkness until it went away. The words were croaked again.
"I don't know…" echoed weakly through the intense pounding.
The sound of a pen clattering onto wood and an exasperated sigh. My lip numbed automatically under the pressure of my teeth and I felt the pain I was torturing myself with, telling me not to let anything slip. If anything just came out…then…
"Where…" the voice shook. I could tell they were getting desperate.
"I don't know...I honestly don't know…"
Whatever happens…I tell myself…don't say a thing…but I can't…because…I honestly don't know…
The streets were dead. A street-lamp flickered in the distance frailly. Even so it was a hopeless scene, there was danger; my subtlest senses were telling me so. I stalked back into the alleyway.
"Are we ready? Is it clear?"
The knife blade voice from the shady cloaked figure went straight through me. He contorted and flowed towards me like he was a shadow himself and slipped out onto the open darkness, following the wall. I watched him glide away before scurrying after. It was excruciatingly sorrowful.
Two glints of sharp lustre reflected away from Lance's eyes as he turned to me and egged me on. My ears caught a shuffle which caused me to grab him and we swept away as one across towards the flickering light in the distance.
"We have to find…" he repeated.
"I know. We will, I promise you." I whispered again.
Lance halted. "Child."
His face was set with a harshness I had never seen before; a kind of dangerous fear of what was ahead.
"Her aura mingles already…" he panicked.
I swung around. A silhouette which looked like it had a very large head was wandering closer…my partner had sensed something, there was no denying it. He grabbed my clothes and gave a flustered yell.
"Child! Child in a hat!"
I gasped in horror and pushed Lance into the grappling shadows which clung onto his invisibility. I stood where I was; it was too late to react now. Yellow stood just a few feet away and her clothes soaked up the dark of night in a strange way.
"Red. What are you doing out at night."
It wasn't even a question at all. I shivered in the frostiness of her presence, it was surreal…and her voice flowed without a waver…
"What's happening, Yellow? Has anything been decided here?" I watched a tear drip away from the girl's hidden face.
"What are you?" she hissed. Even though the tears flowed down now her voice steadied and coursed through my mind. They made no sense and lay there smouldering. I opened my mouth but Yellow started up again.
"I never really knew who you were. Did I?" the scathing howls racked around the street. "Why the heck would you be in the Viridian forest the day we met? Something I'd never considered until this day. When I discovered why, when I SAW why. And it came to me."
My patience began to evaporate. "What in Mewtwo's name are you talking about?" I said it in the wrong tone and it sounded insignificant and weak, as if I hadn't meant it.
"I'll tell you what…" she hissed again. "I'm talking about the truth! I'm talking about the time that was wasted away! I'm talking about lives!"
"Yellow, speak to me!" I grabbed her wrist and she shrieked some unidentifiable word, tearing it away from my grasp. Out of the corner of my eye there was a blur as Lance almost bolted.
Yellow keeled on her ankle in her flustered state and collapsed to the ground. She lifted her head and that disgusted, alienated expression bore into me again. There was a silence.
"To hear that your efforts have been wasted. To hear that the person you have wasted your efforts on is a betrayer…a traitor." Yellow spat out each word in its own hatefulness. Only now did her breath shake before she spoke again. "To hear the words of someone you hate…who is the entire life of the one that betrayed you…but is still the one you love yourself…"
I stared unfocused at the heaving person before me, unable to believe and understand what was being said. The next thing I knew what that there was an ultra ball being handed to me hastily.
"You know who to give that to." said the unstable, fading voice. Yellow was gone. I stared at the item in my hand, then at the shadow.
"I don't understand." I whispered. It was impossible…everything…
"What is it?" the figure muttered and I realised Lance was groping the air. "Show me…"
Reluctantly I guided the item into his possession, where it was clutched longingly. Lance sniffed. "Red, it's Aerodactyl."
"Why…if she was so hating of me…and she finally saw what we were…did she give…why?"
Another presence was sensed around me and the sound of unfurling wings was heard. The dragon gave a low articulating growl and wrapped its wings around its master.
"Aerodactyl…Why did she have him?"
I turned to the two reunited. The pokémon looked relieved and calm, but Lance stood there listening to all the thoughts pouring into him with teeth gritted in anger…
There had been silence for quite a time but it was deafening. The faint clicking of a pen was audible. Couldn't everything be silent…in the hope that this would be gone?
"He's not going to ans…"
"Shush. Give him time. He knows, why wouldn't he?"
"I DON'T KNOW!" I screamed.
"I've been telling you…he has no clue where the man is!" one of the voices said. "The girl knows, she helped us with the Aerodactyl, she got some information from it…"
"Now she's missing, though!" A chair scraped against the ground and my ears pounded more forcefully.
"I don't know where she is either…" I croaked.
I turned to witness a harsh flash that consumed the two figures. There was barely time for me to yell out Lance's name before all surrounding noise was engulfed by an ongoing explosion.
The sky lit up with the reflections of what was happening – I couldn't dare look – and the street was blasted apart behind my back as I dived. A scream escaped into the disturbed night from somewhere…
I felt my jaw collide harshly with the tarmac and tried to ignore the swaying sensation that attempted to turn my head upside-down. My thoughts collected themselves and I stumbled clumsily. Tripping through the creeping smoke across a blackened crater that was a result of the Hyper Beam…
The other results I deeply dreaded to discover…
Now thoughts of the terrible events shrouded the current happenings all around me. The haze of haunting from the very same night began to cover over the shouting of the officers nearby and I put my head in my hands.
Despair was the only thing I could think or hear…leave me alone, just leave me alone…they turned to me again…
"Do you know what's happened to the girl, Yellow at all?"
A bit of my own angst clouding over my life wouldn't give a thing away…
"She met us in the night…with angry words…and so I discovered her betrayal overpowering respect of the person she loved – me. She decided to betray me because of the life I adored…
Somebody sighed impatiently.
"And she, the betrayer…and he…they've gone…"
"Gone?"
There was a long, lifeless pause.
"Gone."
The deadly silence that followed was almost unbearable. The smoke that coated the area was like a ghostly mist leading into the underworld. I wafted it away in vain, with more shouts of desperation.
He was not there, spirited away into the darkness. It had taken him away into its grip; he had fallen into it at last…
The silence that ripped across Viridian city hit against me ruthlessly. I collapsed to the tarmac again and shivered with each forced breath. Something crackled in the distance like a lone flame with its last pulse of illumination…
My face began to raw under the licking tongue of a wind which swept past and was gone. A tear rolled down it and dripped into the abyss. In the distance a girl screamed like a lost soul, which had been taken over by another lost soul who had forced his misfortune and broken life into her as if it was a blunted blade.
A whining of wind – but it wasn't the wind – floated to my ears. I tried not to see the sudden light ahead of me, so I shielded my eyes and with my hate and woe tried to blind myself from it. A voice of nothing cried out in my head weakly, fading out with the approaching footsteps of those who would try to break me further still; phantom figures in the night.
I curled up and waited for them to reach me, they would force my entire life away without reason…without care…they would force the answers out of me and then they would find him…
Plummeting…hope and life plummeting…further…further…further…further…