Poké Oneshots [Requests Temporarily Closed]

Tragedy and Loss

Before you read this please note that there are depictions of violence and character death in this oneshot. This story was meant to give a greater perspective of what was happening in the Originalshipping songfic I wrote a couple chapters ago.

There will be no ship that is focused on in this oneshot. It portrays the thoughts and feelings of every Dexholder gens 1 through 4 during a very tragic moment.

This oneshot was requested by Dark_EeveeXx

Enjoy.

Gold wiped his forehead, this couldn't be real. Stretched before him was a battlefield like no other. He had seen many things during his days as a Dexholder, but nothing held a flame to this.

The sheer terror he felt standing there on that ground shook him to his core. He rubbed his hands together, trying to quell the trembling, but to no avail.

He felt a hand place itself on his shoulder, and he looked back to the fighter of the group. Red held a strong look on his face, though Gold could still see his eyes shaking. Looking to his left, and to his right, he saw that he wasn't the only one.

Yellow was practically in tears, many of the other Dexholders looked just as terrified as he felt. He needed to be strong. For himself, and for them. They had overcome obstacles before, they could do this too.

He looked up once again, across the forest he could see the army of enslaved Pokemon. A new terror group had begun to take over, seemingly out of nowhere. No one had been ready for them.

Apparently they had been capturing wild Pokemon en mass, training them to be perfect killing machines.

And here they were, the fruits of their teams efforts, headed towards the world's last defenses. The gym leaders were gone, so we're the champions. The utter devastation they had all felt when only a few survivors had made it back hit them hard.

They had evacuated towns beforehand, making sure that everyone made it out. The Joys gave the group as much medical equipment as they could, and frankly they would need all that they could get.

The Dexholders stood in a line of defense, their team looking pathetic compared to the army making its way through the forest.

"Let's go." Gold heard Blue say, the rest of the team nodded in agreement. Charging forward with their Pokemon.

This was really happening. They were waging war. And right now, Gold was sure they would win.

...

Out of the fear of inevitability, Blue had told the group to go. They would have to fight, whether they liked it or not, and right now she was as ready as she'd ever be.

Calling out Blasty, she charged forward into the forest, unaware of the true dangers that lurked ahead.

She could still see the rest of the dexholders, making their way through the trees. Smaller faster Pokemon were already giving the group trouble, Raticates, Bidoofs, small things like that, but the rage and hurt in their eyes knew no bounds.

Blue couldn't imaging what Yellow must be feeling right now.

Using Blasty as a boost, Blue shot forward, she wanted to end this. The terror, the suffering, all of it.

She just wanted things to go back to normal.

She was well ahead of the group now, and she could hear the sounds of Pokemon charging in the distance. Other than that, it was relatively quiet, and she was getting a weird vibe.

"Look, the evolver has come to play with us!" Blue heard incessant giggles from somewhere around her, she couldn't pinpoint the exact location.

"What do you want?" she yelled, making sure to continue turning so that the enemy couldnt show up behind her.