*The rating, T, might be changed in the future*


How to save someone, and how to maintain your sanity.


He didn't want to do this.

He gripped the sword at his side, clenching it with all of his strength. Where did they go? This sword was the only thing they had left behind. They had gotten it from a friend of theirs when they visited the Kalos region; the sword was modeled after a Pokemon called Honedge, but it had a few other things added that made it different. He clutched it with all his might, as if this was the only thing keeping him from becoming insane. This sword...was the only thing he had left that reminded him of those two.

Where did Rosa and Nate go?

And, of course, he just loathed Team Plasma. Team Plasma, old and new, were trouble. After all, they had stolen his sister's Purrloin, hadn't they? Perhaps Rosa and Nate were taken by them as well.

Yes, it was the only logical reasoning he could come to.

The enemy destroyed his happiness.

His mind had been slipping away, all of these years, and he could only look ahead with revenge on his thoughts; revenge wasn't the thing that was making him insane; it was pain.

Revenge was keeping him alive.

So of course they would take Rosa and Nate away.

He had blamed Team Plasma; no matter which one actually did the deed, for all the troubles in the world, in a failed attempt to keep his sanity.

As he stood over the tops of the snowy peaks of Twist Mountain in the winter wearing only his usual attire, he gazed silently at the horizon.

Beautiful things were only accented by ugly, deformed features. They are beautiful only because the rest are ugly.

He thought of how his two friends disappeared when they were younger. And he thought of how he would save them.

So wasn't it the same? There is no beauty without ugliness; so if the deeds Team Plasma did were really that horrifying, no matter what he did would still be considered righteous.

Yes, he would save his childhood friends from their current situation.

He would release them all from this torture called life; he would kill them all.

And he would be a hero, but most of all, a savior.


He remembered how their friends Curtis and Yancy had visited him, crying about how Rosa and Nate couldn't remember them anymore after those two left the small town they lived in, fury sparking and vowing to kill each other. That night, the two reporters had sat on his bed as the three of them thought about how two people could suddenly forget.

Didn't Nate and Rosa always read those books on Sinnoh Mythology?

And when no suitable answer was found, the only thing they could do was believe on what Hugh insisted. They had looked hesitant at first, but after no other suggestion, they were coerced into thinking it too.

Team Plasma had done something to them.

Just blame everything on the wrong, and never question anything else.

It is a wonderful tactic, to keep your mind intact.

Destroy Team Plasma. Just like they did to him all those years ago.


And the next thing he knew, he was standing in the audience listening to the Hero of Ideals speak of rebellion in front of Nacrene Museum, and he spotted a shadow. The shadow was barely noticeable, their movements almost undetectable, and their stance familiar. Someone with messy hair. Someone who was hidden. And Hugh's eyes widened, because god, there were only four people he knew that could disguise themselves that well, and he had just happened to get used to it.

And when he saw Nate, hidden up on the museum above where Hilda was talking, bear the Team Plasma emblem, he felt a fury in him.

You traitors.

And when he looked closer at the girl who was standing behind Hilda, who gazed at the crowd with a cool and calculated stare, he saw a coldness in her eyes that he never wanted.

Rosa...

So he vowed.

He vowed to destroy his two friends.

He vowed to keep Curtis and Yancy from finding out.

Because he wanted to save Rosa and Nate.

But they were taken by the dark side, weren't they?

He smirked coolly, red eyes finally reflecting his thoughts.

Nevermind that.

I'll kill them to save them from his horror.

A true savior. Unlike those idiots who claim themselves to be so, Team Plasma.

After all, Team Plasma surely destroyed his two friends so much that they went against even each other, right? Hah! And they call themselves an organization!? They were weak, pathetic fools! Hugh could definitely defeat him!

And it just so happened that a year after that day, he met a man who jumped off from a steep cliff, who told him that he was weak. The man told him that two other Champions had been pushed into the center of the war, and that he was incapable of defeating them.

To prove to that man- Alder, was it?- that he was competent, he accepted the man's challenge:

To destroy the Neo-Rebellion, and to rule while doing so.

He brandished his sword from the top of Twist Mountain, and flashed it towards the sky.

Even though he held respect for the two champions, he knew that they were just like Rosa and Nate. And Rosa and Nate clearly would be of importance to the two champions, due to their personalities and just general compatibility, so by default, he had to do the same to Hilda and Hilbert.

They were basically the same, in mind and in past.

Innocent in the beginning, but destroyed by Team Plasma.

He would be the savior.


A/N

Dramatic, that's what this whole story is. XD Extremely dramatic. I don't think even soap operas are as dramatic as this. XD Sure, people die in soap operas and stuff, and break-ups happen, but general insanity doesn't occur that often.

And here I have like, five of the main characters have something wrong with their minds. :D

*Possibly disagreeable, probably flammable, rant coming up; read at your own risk*

You ever notice something in this fandom's fanfiction? I realize that yes, even though Pokemon is primarily an adventure fic, but almost every single romance fic is about traveling around the region and meeting someone. I mean, sure, sticking to canon is the best (OTL, I almost never do that; my creativity knows no bounds), but I think our fandom needs some more..."unique" fics. I mean, that's just my opinion of course, and you may disagree with me, and you probably will, but just once in a while, there should be fics that are not about the main character traveling around the region, the main character becoming strong and falling in love, the main character being abnormally strong and powerful or famous falling in love on their travels, or...just basically traveling.

I'm sorry if I offend anyone, but I honestly think our fandom needs more creativity.

(Of course, being me, I would love some dark fics with insanity and betrayal in it, but I'm a generally disagreeable person, so... *whistles nonchalantly*)