Each Past 「Pokemon Watty Awards 2016」

Chapter 10 ♦ Again

♦ Dedicated to LogicalCabbage for being a really, REALLY nice and mature sister figure to me. You're someone I really look up to, and your writing is fabulous. I'm really glad I met you at the Pokemon Contest--your writing really set the standard for me then. You're really calm (at times >_>), but you know how to have fun. Such as spamming. And shipping. You know what? Go away. I still love you though. ♦

>~< I'm trying to write faster but exaaaaaaaams. At least I'm trying, right? Riiiight? :DDDDDD

*insert cricket noises* :')

The quotes at the beginning and end are adapted from english translations of the songs "Ai No Scenario" (English translation by SirHamnet) and "Connect" (English translation by Tylec Asroc).

:I do not own Pokemon or the images used in the cover, but the plot, personalities and the edited cover belongs to me. You may not copy, translate, or reproduce it in any form unless given permission by me, @NyxAbsol.:

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❝ Don't run away.

There's nothing to run away from now.

There's nothing to be scared of now.

Open your eyes—you'll see—

You're ready to face your fears.

You've always been ready. ❞

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Jirachi gave me an empty stare, and if it was possible, her dark eyes seemed to grow even flintier.

"So, what now, Cresselia?" The Legendary's voice was almost mocking as she spoke, an element of clear annoyance present in her dull tone. "They've refused, much unlike the Umbreon and Espeon who agreed without hesitation."

I wanted to be angry with her for the condescending articulations, but the creature's harsh words did have an element of bitter reality.

"I can hear their voices," I responded in a sharp voice, making sure my telepathy was just for her ears alone. "They may tell us that they want to live for each other that each other is all they have, but deep down, they know Fate can't be fought."

"They've deluded themselves," Jirachi summarised—her words had become so quiet that it had degraded into little more then a mess of jumbled syllabuses. "However, their unity is certainly admired—after all, it's caused them to have the ability to cheat death."

My eyes narrowed, swivelling my head around to face the wish-maker. "That doesn't mean it's right," I argued. "I know you don't want to kill them, but really, it might be the best choice."

"Did you hear me say that I'm not going to help you?" Jirachi gave me a harsh glare. "You've already turned me into a murderer."

"You know what the humans say," she continued on. "Kill one, a murderer. Kill a million, a conquerer. Kill them all, a God."

It was then that I was able to look with absolute clarity into my friend's—in all truths, I didn't know if I could call her that—eyes; but it was only then that I could see the sanity in her mind starting to erode from the word murderer screaming in her mind.