Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Rejected ❯ Fight, Half-Mew! Fight! ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

OFF: Chapter 8 is DONE!... and is short again. Do not worry however! Chapter 9 will NOT be short. I plan for it to be quite long.

Yes, that chapter took me very little time to complete... maybe that's becease I just got a lot of inspiration, lately?

Anyway, enjoy.

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CHAPTER 8: FIGHT, HALF-MEW! FIGHT!
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"Use Psychic!"

BLAAAAAM!!!

Done. Next.

"Psybeam!"

ZAAAAP!

Done. Next.

"Blizzard!"

FWOOOOOSH!!!

Done. Next.

BLAAAAM!

"Ninetales! Return!"

Next...

"Go! Minun!"

Minun?

What... is that feeling?!?

Ugh... my head... hurts...

"Half-Mew!"

UGH! Can't... think... Human... voice... too loud...

"Use Dynamic Punch!"

ACK! I... I try to move... but I cannot... This is... a Minun... why am I feeling like this? Why... is my heart feeling something?

Is... that... sadness?

"USE DYNAMIC PUNCH!"

The voice cover the sound of my racing heart. His voice compel me to attack... to disregard my own mind and return to my souless state... and yet... I cannot. Why? I do not understand...

Who am I? How did I got here?... HUH?!? Why did I asked myself such a question?

"USE DYNAMIC PUNCH!!!"

The ground... it is hard... it feels... unnatural... the ground is brown... a bit red too... there are white lines around, delimiting Ho-oh knows what. The walls are blue... metal blue... the whole place seems high-tech. The colors are vivid and bright... I can sense the light, the light of the sun... the sun tickles my body and I struggle to remember the word...

"Focus, Half-Mew! Use Dynamic Punch!"

I remember the word... the light... is warm... It is warm... The Minun... has yellow and blue fur. It's standing away from me and stare into my eyes, expressionless...

Why am I here? How did I got here?

What... happens to my head? It feels... UGH!

Pain...

I can remember this word too... My head... hurts... I know it. I can feel it. I am conscious of it.

"Half-Mew! Return!"

I felt the colors fading... I felt a strange feeling... like my bdoy turning to energy... and then, the whole world was vacuumed out of my line of sight by an unknow force... and I felt warm... but I also felt strangely dirty... and and old, forgotten grudge rose... altought I did not know why.

...

"Use Thunderbolt!"

ZAAAAAAAAAAP!!!

Done. Next.

"Use..."

Done... huh? I did not hear the voice's command. Is the voice broken? Is it gone? Have I done something...

Why am I asking myself questions?

... I am... confused. Where am I?

... why did I asked myself this question again? I must obey the voice. Nothing else matters...

"Marcus! What's wrong?"

"I don't know, Camelia. Half-Mew acted weird when I fought that Minun, the other day. I ordered him to attack... but he just stood there, looking around as if he had been startled by something..."

Marcus... this name made me feel like attacking without being prompted by the voice. This name... I loathed it and did not knew why.

"Man! Here he goes again!"

"His face... he looks terrible... and scary. He used to look somewhat cute with his pink kitty face... but I'm not sure anymore..."

Something got closer. It's shaped somewhat like me... my instincts tell me to sniff the air... but I know my sense of smell is not good. I must look at it.

No, said the instincts. Use your sense of smell. It's useless, I don't want to. The instincts urged me to use my sense of smell even more...

I did so. I closed my eyes and sniffed the air...

"Hey! I wonder why it's acting like that..."

"Dunno! Maybe it sensed a Pokemon's presence!"

"That would be cool. I've been trying to catch a Slakoth for a while and just couldn't find one."

"Why would you be interested in catching a Slakoth? They sleep all day."

"Maybe... but their fully evolved form, the Slaking, is said to have obscenely powerful attacks. Half-Mew is powerful... but even him can't win double battles by himself and most of my other Pokemon just don't work out too well with Half-Mew exept Gardevoir... but since she acts weird around him, I think a Slaking would be better."

"I see..."

The smell... I recognise it! The smell of the grass, the plants, the flowers... this is a forest! However, there is no moldy, humid, rotten smell mixing to it... meaning that this I am not deep in the forest...

Forest? I remember going there... but I can't remember anything else.

Green... green all around me... exept for the figures... I want to see them!

Use your sense of smell, said my instincts. I KNOW my vision is better than my sense of smell. Use your sense of smell, urged my instincts.

This time, I did not obey my instincts... which surprised me. Where did I found the strenght to go against them?

Green... green... brown... blue... yellow... white... red... so many pretty, vivid colors... I'm standing on green grass. The figures around me are wearing blue and red clothes. I have white and purple fur. Other Pokemon are around me. White, green, black, orange, blue... all the colors!

Those colors... mixed to the smell... made my eyes wet for some reason.

I couldn't help but cry. Why did I cried? I was not hurt...

I just sat down and let my senses inform my soul of the location... and I found it beautiful... so very beautiful...

There is no pain, no suffering... I want to remain here forever...

"Hey! Is Half-Mew crying?"

One of the figures approach me... it is male and wears blue jeans and a red coat. It's presence somehow hamper my hapiness. Why? Why do I loathe him?

"Are you feeling alright?"

His voice... it is the same as the commanding voice... and yet... It is the first time I hear anything else than orders... or maybe not? I'm so confused...

I know where I am... for I am here. Why am I here? I don't care, it's beautiful.

On another hand... I find no anwser to the "Who am I" question... and this troubles me.

"Calm down... calm down..." said the commanding voice... but it was not commanding in this case. It was filled with care and compassion unstead...

For some reason, my mind screamed that the compassion was fake. Why would it be fake? This being looks so considerate...

Oh! What is that? Huh?!? Huh?!?

"There..." he said, as he petted me, stroking my head between the ears...

I purred loudly. I liked this physical contact. I closed my eyes and let the feeling fill my entire heart. I had felt so empty for such a long time... I was glad to feel a feeling... any feeling.

"It may be big and strong... but this pink kitty is just as cute as any other kitty, when you think about it." stated a voice that didn't belong to the oen petting me.

It was... feminine? A detail I had not noticed before now.

"Yes, Half-Mew is a cool Pokemon. I wonder why I never found any trace of others of it's kind however... it is as if it was one of a kind. Maybe it's a Legendary Pokemon?" asked the commanding voice, once again lacking the commanding characteristic.

I noticed just now that the voice sounded manly.

"Well... it seems he has calmed down, now!" stated the female voice.

The male figure looked worried out of a sudden... and stopped petting me. It stood there, worried...

I stared at him. Why is he worried?

"Camelia... I've been wondering... Half-Mew collapsed, unable to do anything last time, when we fought that Minun. I still don't understand why it happened..." he stated.

"Pokemon are strange sometimes. Was that the first time you fought a trainer that used a Minun?" asked the female figure.

"Yes. Minuns and Plusles are not very popular in the higher competition levels becease of the fact that they usually focus more on cheering on the other Pokemon than on fighting." he stated.

"Let us do a little test then..." said the female figure.

She took out a pokeball and then released the Pokemon inside.

Before me appeared a yellow and blue mouse with short but powerful legs and small, cute little arms. It's long ears were mostly blue and the minus symbol could be seen on the Pokemon's blue cheeks. It's tail was shaped like a blue "T".

Instantly, my eyes widened as an unknow feeling gripped my heart...

FLASH!

"Cherlie..." I whispered...

"Mewlt..." whispered the Minun that I was hugging...

Then, I kissed right on the mouth... and I felt my entire body burning with an unknow feeling as my tongue waltzed into her mouth as her own danced in my own...

FLASH!

"Are you alright?" asked the Minun standing in front of me.

My entire body was trembling, my heart was aching... what was happening to me?!? Why was... AAAAAAARG!!! MY HEAD!!!

FLASH!

"Mewlt... Promise me that you will never betray my feelings..." she asked me as I hugged her.

The Minun... she was so beautiful... and yet, I was filled with fear...

"Will... you hate me?" I asked, my voice filled with the fear that the unknow feeling I felt toward her would not be shared...

"Fate cannot force me into the arms of all the males I run into... for I have made my choice. Mewlt... did you choose?" she said.

This anwser calmed my mind... now to anwser her question... "I have chosen... you have my word. I will never, ever betray your feelings."

She leaned foward and she whispered into my ear... "Then... there is nothing left to say..."

I felt myself bringing her to the darkest corner of the strange place where we were... and then, I lied on my back with her standing on my chest. She leaned toward me and we begun to kiss again...

As she kissed, she slowly moved her hands on my body... and then, she begun to kiss my neck... then my chest... and she gradually worked her way down into...

!!!

FLASH!

The Minun was staring at me, eyes widened.

I was feeling so... miserable...

Why? I was in such a beautiful place, surrounded by people who care and yet, I am miserable?

Why does the vision of this female Minun makes me tense like this? What is this unknow warmth rising in my heart...

FLASH!

"CHERLIE!" I called, stepping foward!

The sun was rising on the open field where I was... but while the darkness left the world... it was only to crawl into my heart...

The female Minun turned to the male Plusle... and then... my face dropped and intense sadness gripped my heart as she blushed.

The two walked away and I stood there, my sadness growing as they got away.

I stood there alone... and a pain like I had never felt before struck my heart.

FLASH!

"AAAAAAAARG!!!" I screamed, grasping my head, tears pouring out of my eyes.

"MINUN! RETURN!" yelled the female figure, panicked at seeing me reacting like this.

I collapsed, sobbing...

"Man... this is worse than I tought... Last time, he just stopped fighting..." stated the male figure.

"He must have been traumatised somehow..." stated the female figure.

"He got a phobia of Minuns?" asked the male figure.

"No... this does not look like it..." said the female figure, taking out her pokedex.

CLAC!

"This Pokemon is depressed. Could have many causes, both physical and mental. Further analysis needed." stated the pokedex.

"Well... at least, we know what's his problem..." stated the male figure.

He took out a pokeball and pointed it at me... "Half-Mew! Return!"

The world disappeared before me as I sensed my body being turned into energy and being sucked inside of a small space... and then, I fell into a state of cold sleep...

...

When I awakened... I was staring at a human being...

Weird, before going to sleep, I couldn't remember what was the specie of those figures...

In fact, it seems like I couldn't remember anything. Why?

Anyway, this human seems to a young adult wearing a strange, long white coat. He's much older than the two humans I seen before going to sleep... but not old enough to show signs of old age.

I just remembered that humans live for a very, very long time... More than nine generations of Pokemon can be born between a human's birth and death. No wonder humans have no difficulty gathering knowledge when they have nearly five times the life span of the average Pokemon.

In fact, most wild Pokemon are wrong to say that humans have no powers for they have a power more precious than fire breath, seed spitting, or anything like that. I knew many Pokemon in the past that would gladly exchange their electrical or water powers for the humans' amazing life span...

What am I thinking? I never spoke with any Pokemon enough to know that! It's probably just my imagination acting up...

"Professor Maple... the results of the test are negative. His hormones are at a normal level." said another human being wearing a white coat.

So... the first human's name is Maple... why should I care? Why can't I stop the questions from coming?

Pokemon do not thrist for knowledge! It is a sin to do so!... so... why do I do? Why can't I help it?!?

"So... it is strictly a mental problem... It was obviously a traumatism involving a Minun since according to the trainer and to the videos we obtained from the arenas' owners, it only happened when Half-Mew fought Minuns." he stated.

"So... first it goes beserk when fighting Plusles... and now, he collapses in a fit of tears when he fights Minuns. A really interesting case..." said the other human.

I stared at them... I remember only about the Minun problem, not the Plusle problem... but then, I had been unable to remember anything until very recently so it was to be espected...

Whatever. Just fix those problems. I don't have a liking for pain, personally.

"So... what do you think it could be?" asked the human next to Professor Maple.

"Hmmm... I think we seen similar cases before... Bring me the videos we recorded showing the subject of case JODS-3012 in action." said Maple.

The other human nodded and went into the back of the place where I was to get the records.

I begun to look around to... WHY AM I DOING THIS?!? Why do I want to know where I am?!? A Pokemon does not ask itself questions!

The walls are made of metal... NO! MUST NOT LOOK AROUND... there is high-tech equipment... WHAT I'm DOING IS WRONG!

"Huh? The subject..." whispered the human...

I'm sitting on a metal table... WHATEVER! Thus I'm in a lab!...

... I can't believe it... I just can't help it... the more I fight my curiosity... the more I want to know... and soon, the hitch to learn become a burning desire and then, my heart beguns to hurts for some reason.

Pokemon never ask questions and never feel distressed from their ignorance, unlike humans... why would I be distressed, like humans? I'm not a human!

This is getting more and more strange... Those memories... those feelings... that thirst for knowledge...

The other human returned, carrying the records. Then, they placed the records in a machine and on the screen, videos were shown...

The videos involved a common Meowth becoming infatuated with a Skitty. Then, the Skitty got infatuated with the Meowth as well... and the two were seen, hanging out together...

But then, on anothe video, the Skitty was shown, paying no attention to the Meowth... for it found the Persian next to it much more interesting.

A third video was shown... the Meowth starts crying loudly whenever it sees a Skitty and stops fighting...

A fourth video was shown... the Meowth attacks Persians by itself, without even being ordered to do so and attack with incredible ferocity, trying to kill the Persians.

A fifth video was shown, showing the Meowth killing the same Skitty that was in the beginning and then killing the kitten it had with the Persian. The Meowth went to kill the Persian... but then, he begun to just scratch him while keepin him pinned there... and then I realised that the Meowth was actually torturing the Persian, prolonging his death as long as possible. His maniacal eyes glowed each time the Persian cried in pain...

Then, the final video was shown. The Meowth was brought to this lab and was injected a deadly toxin, killing it. It had went insane and would kill anything that even got the Persian smell. The human explained to the camera that the execution was going to take place since the Meowth attacked an almost killed a 5 years-old girl that was taking a walk with her Persian. As the Meowth died, the video ended.

"As you can see, very similar." stated the scientist.

The Professor tought for a few seconds before speaking... "Indeed. Well, I guess that it is obvious then. The Half-Mew became infatuated with a Minun and then, that Minun dumped him for a Plusle."

"What do we do, Professor?" asked the scientist.

"Well... judging from how he reacts, the traumatism is only getting worse as time goes on... so we'll have to make him forget either by brainwashing him or by breeding him with another Pokemon." stated the Professor.

"But... how are we going to do that? The only female Pokemon we know about that looks even remotely like the Half-Mew is Mewtwo... and Mewtwo is a male!" said the scientist.

"Then... we'll have to use Mew." he said.

The scientist smiled. "Heh! This is a joke, right? The size difference between the two is just too steep! I mean... even if they're the same specie... it's still physically impossible for them to breed!"

"Do you think breeding with a Minun makes much more sense? They're both too small for it to happen... and yet, it seems to be the case." stated the Professor.

"Well... you have a point... but I doubt the Champion will agree. He's a jerk, keeping his Pokemon to himself." said the scientist.

"Bah! I know how the Champion thinks. He's easy to read. As soon as we'll tell him that he could have more Mews if he lets the Half-Mew breed with his prized Pokemon, he'll send Mew to us within seconds. The appeal of more Legendary Pokemon usually get the best out of any trainer." stated the Professor.

"Yes... you are right..." stated the scientist. "I'll return the Half-Mew in his pokeball and placed him into the containement cell number T-1 in area T-5."

I was sucked in the pokeball again... but this time, it felt different from everytime before. Hearing them speak of a Pokemon called "Mew" triggered a feeling inside of me... a feeling of emptiness... but it was not an emptiness that consumed me but rather, an urge... an urge to feel an emotionnal emptiness in my heart...

Inside the pokeball, time slides by so fast... and I was totally unable to keep track of time... Would I wake in a few seconds, minutes, hours, days?

I didn't knew...

...

When I awakened, I was still in the lab, judging from the metal walls... but large windows everywhere caused the room to be well-lit. The room was also quite huge... in fact, it looked like a replica of a forest... but not the type of forest I'm used to.

The plants seemed more... exotic... and the smells... I couldn't recognise them.

The air was very humid and hot... but for some reason, that didn't bothered me as much as I tought it would.

"Meeewlt..." meowed an unknow voice...

My eyes widened in shock...

The voice! The voice I had heard in my dreams ever since I was a child!... that feminine, loving and caring voice...

"Meeewlt..." it meowed again...

Tears came to my eyes... tears of hapiness...

I remember the dreams... I remember the shadows and their loving voices... how they always looked at me with care... how we always appeared in different places... sometimes natural... sometimes not.

I ran at top speed throught the room, seeking the shadow! I want to see it! I want to see the truth! Shadow! Please come! I do not care if it is a sin to learn... for I want to learn! I want to see your true form... I want to see you in something else than in dreams!

Then, I seen it! A dark figure, floating above the ground... but when I stared into it's eyes, all my hapiness was crushed...

The strong love and care... was not in her eyes. Her eyes were devoid of all care, telling only of pain and suffering. Small tears were visible in her eyes as she silently begging the entire world and all that it contains for mercy...

My smile vanished and I stood there, staring sadly at her... and then, she noticed me.

"Meeeewlt..." her voice was filled with despair...

"Another hallucination..." she stated before resuming her endless patrol, crying silently...

"Give me back my baby... Meeeewlt... Meeeewlt..." she whispered, trembling as she passed next to me...

I heard her voice decrease in volume as she got away...

"Meeeewlt..." she called...

I suddenly felt selfish... very selfish... I felt horrible. My feelings of sadness toward Minuns felt minor compared to the pain of this pink, floating cat...

"Meeeeewlt..." she called before finally stopping next to me.

She stared at me and her face was distorted by intense emotionnal pain. I felt dirty... I felt like a monster. I was harming this innocent creature merely with my presence...

I seen her, on the edge of bursting into tears... but she fought back the tears. She slowly floated back to the ground and then stood on her knees, her eyes closed, her hands together, as if praying...

"I... just want to see my son once... I... was never allowed to see him... please... give me back my son... I beg of you... I am sorry for all I did... I do not ask for forgiveness... just allow me... to see my son even once... Please... Ho-oh..."

It was a prayer to Ho-oh... she begged him for forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? Such a pure-looking creature... how could this being commit any sin? Why would she be punished by being robbed of her son and not even be allowed to see him even once?

I turned to the sky... and a final memory returned into my mind...

...

I panted heavily, staring at the Minun...

We were in the middle of a meadow and I felt an incredible feeling of pleasure unlike anything I had ever felt slowly vanishing...

The Minun was sitting on thin air, holding to my chest with her hands as I held her in place with my hands and my psychic powers...

She turned to me and noticed that her face was covered with tears. She cried a lot... and she looked as if she had gone throught a painful process... and yet, her face was radiating with hapiness... a hapiness that spreaded and calmed my heart... Both her and I were out of breath as we had just went throught something physically taxing...

"You do realise that... that by doing this... you... you could have impregnated me..." she whispered, still out of breath.

"I... will not betray... your feelings..." I stated.

I closed my eyes... and our heart begun to beat at a normal rate again. We also restarted breathing normally and I felt an organ slowly disappearing...

As I felt the instincts leaving and my body returning to normal, I opened my eyes and smiled as I wiped the last tears off her beautiful, beautiful place.

"I will never betray your feelings... neither those of our child-to-be, when he will someday be born..." I stated.

...

This memory... was unfamiliar. It was a memory of a moment which I felt like I hadn't ever participated in it... and yet, something inside me was telling me that while this memory wasn't mine... the event, itself, was genuine.

I turned toward the sky as I remembered this Minun... Cherlie.

I do not know how I happened to fall in love with her or how I ended up mating with her... but if those memories are at least a little bit true... then I will not allow her, wherever she may be, to suffer the fate that this pink Pokemon, who could never see her son, and I, who could never see my mother, suffered.

Even if our love is no longer shared... even if she remains only in my memories... if she is pregnant... then I want the child to be born to know that his father was a loving and caring one.

I flied toward the ceiling and passed right throught the glass ceiling. I could hear alarms behind me and then, I felt the pokeball's beam stricking me... and rebounding off me.

I sure am evil, feeling love and thirsting for knowledge... but it is a necessary evil. I will not leave the ones I love behind... even if they no longer love me back.

=TO BE CONTINUED