Thunder and Ice (Jolteon x Glaceon) {Pokemon}

Xatu

Me: HELLO EVERYONE! :D

Shard: I'm boooooooooooored...

Me: Why?

Shard: .n. THIS CHAPTER ISN'T ABOUT ME NOR THUNDER!

Me: Bored? Meh, Whatcha gonna do?

Shard: Attack?

Me: You can't attack. You hate to attack. You're afraid to attack.

Shard: DANG! You caught my bluff! Dx

Me: Uh... whatevz. I'm gonna cut this thing here short because I want you guys to READ THY CHAPTER!

Shard: And frankly because you can't figure out what else to put here at the moment. HA!

Me: YESH! Besides that, thanks for being awesome! Earlier, I got about 250 views in a single day, which is amazing, and over 7k views for Thunder and Ice! Thanks so much!

Shard: *Taps paw impatiently* To Xatu?

Me: XATU! :D

Ruby's POV

The nerve... of that runt...

Everything I used to have, popularity, a role-model appearance, was cruelly snatched away from me, instead replaced by indescribable hatred. Never had I've been so embarrassed, and not only was it caused from Thunder, but also from the most terrified, paranoid Pokémon in the entire forest. Out of all the Pokémon that could've ruined me, it had to be that runt.

I shouldn't have been caught. My plan was coordinated to perfection, snatching that glaceon in my death pin while being shielded by the bushes. Any friends she could've been with were weak, fearful, reluctant, so none of them would intervene. I was prepared; ready to either kill her with bare paws or make her leave while trembling in fear, but then Thunder had to come. Everything was going perfect, but he arrived at the exactly wrong time during the exactly wrong moment. The one time I wished he wasn't around.

My image to others was annihilated. The adoring fans, my top-notch popularity, destroyed because of that jolteon and pesky glaceon who made me look so barbaric and evil. Instead of being the 'nice, humble luxray of Sugarcane,' I was labeled as a fraud. Scam artist. A murderer. The last name sent a fearful jolt down my spine, not used to hearing the insult so vilely, never with such hatred. Even my own clan was being shunned, just from my rash, horrible actions. When I arrived back to my clan that day, they already had heard the news. Whenever something was major it'd spread around Sugarcane like the plague.

"Fix this," Lobo seethed, his words dripping like venom.

Until then, I was forbidden to head back home. I practically destroyed the luxray clan's name, crumbling it into a mangled heap so it'd be dusted away like a thorn in your paw. I still remembered each scornful, judging eye when that crowd had gathered. The harshest one was from Thunder. He was infuriated. But of course he would be, seeing who he adoredgetting attacked. His little cute glaceon, being harmed, and so he had to help her. The thoughts of them together made my fur spark up in disgust. And I knew all about that, just from the look on Thunder's face.

Because of that event everyone already despised me. It was only a few days since the big confrontation, and everywhere I went a Pokémon either scowled and walked faster, or shuddered and fled with terror. Even Emolga, my trusty right-paw sidekick, had fled when I got neared her. Everyone had turned on me, and I hated them all for it. Thunder and Shard would regret crossing me.