Hello everyone one!

Today I have made the second chapter of this here story of shots. As I said before this dose not only have one-shots but also past drafts and ideas that will not or never get in to the original story. This is one of those ideas

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AU/Scarped Idea: X chose to go with Sham insted being taken by his will.

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"There you are," a new voice filled in the dark room, venom dripping from the happy plastic face.

Y froze, her fist tight on his sleeve as she stared wide eyed at the woman that looked like she came out a horror movie. The screams and explosions of destruction outside only added to the effect.

X only merely looked, no emotions. Blank.

The woman hummed out of giddiness and made a move to step forward, heels clicked on the wooden floor as she does so.

Y snapped into action.

"No!" She shouted, panic and fear made her grab on to her best friend again, pulling him back from the stranger in his room. It was a struggle though, X only stayed limp next to her. Dead weight. But she refuse to let him go. She'll never let him go. "Stay away! Leave us alone!"

The woman stopped much to Y's relief, still she did not turn back or walked away. She merely tilted her head at her with that black smile.

Y couldn't help but think she was taunting her.

Suddenly she felt a shiver down her spine before a pair of ghostly hands grabbed her forearms to hold her still.

Her blood ran cold.

Before she knew it, she was pushed down with a thump. She only started to struggle before she was pushed again. Still she struggled.

"Stop it," the woman sighed tiredly, using the voice that the grown-ups would use when they were disappointed in her. "What do you even think your doing?"

She didn't answer, only struggling against the Dusknoir's grip.

She could briefly hear the woman sigh before she asked, "Are you the little champion? You hardly look the part."

Y managed to look up. The woman who now had her sights on X was merely a foot away from him, a finger lightly tapping the side of the plastic white mask.

"Are you happy becoming an entertainment for all the world to see? Must be quite enjoyable."

Y was not an angry person, she was one of the most patient and acted more the big sister of their group of five. No matter what or who was in trouble she will stand by her friends and save them from punishment or share it with them.

But the fact that this lady, who knew nothing, NOTHING, about how X was affected by the press and their needy words to make him a top trainer and not only crushed his dreams but also ruin the boy who she once called a friend to a hollow shell did not make her mad. Oh no, she was livid!

She did not know how but she managed to free herself from the ghostly Pokemon that held her down, her whole body pushing at the woman that dared to insult her friend.

"Don't touch him!!!"

The woman stumbled, the unexpected weight pushing her down to the wooden floor. The woman shericked then growled at Y as she all but gripped her tiny hands over the woman's midsection in order to keep her from moving.

"Don't touch him!! Don't even come near him!! Get away!! Get away from him!!! Go away!!!!!!!"

Even with the screams from Y and with her full strength pushing down at the woman away from X it still wasn't enough. The lady gave no warning as she grabbed a hold of the blonde girl's arms away from her and flinged her away to the other side of the room.

Y's only thoughts was how incredibly inhuman this lady was to throw her like that when her head hit the hard surface of the walls surrounding them.

White filled her vision, pain explode as she all but stayed still, trying hard not to experience more pain as she did so.

But she soon realized that her eyelids were growing heavy.

She struggled to stay awake, her only goal in mind was to save X, save him that woman who was insulting, hurting him.

And she would do anything to stop her.

Her eyes immediately went to X's whereabouts, eyes straining to stay open as she used her last strength to protect her friend.

Then her whole world stopped.

The lady was now in front of him again, a hand out reached for him to take as she all but stood there, looking like a predator looming over prey.

And X…

He was looking at her.

He was looking at her hand!

For a small moment, Y had hope. Hope that X had come back and finally realized what was going on. Hope that he would run away and get away from the crazy lady. Hope that he will put up a fight so that he would not be touched by this woman any way.

But she was wrong.

She always heard of heart break from story books, tales of sad lonely princess and hard working village boys. Tales of knight hearing that their families were gone or how lovers were never meant to come together.

She always thought of heartbreak as a fairytale.

She was wrong. She felt what heartbreak was in the most tragic of ways.

X took her hand.

And smiled.

Her world shattered.

And everything turned black.