Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Rejected ❯ Festival of Servants ( Chapter 25 )

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CHAPTER 25: FESTIVAL OF SERVANTS
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Life sure is strange sometimes...

All my life, I thought I was, well... myself. Now, I realize that my life is more complicated than I could ever imagine.

In a way, I am so relieved that I am not Mew. It would have been creepy to be the mate of my son, after all... yet, I am not Cherlie either... well, not fully. Mewtwo didn't explain the full details and I'm not sure he even knows in the first place.

Still... fact is, although I am happy that the confusion is finally gone, I still feel bad... more exactly, I feel like a whore. I mean... I might be Mew's image and love, true... but loving and mating with both the father and the son at the same time?

I know... as a Pokemon, I shouldn't be bothered by this. After all, instincts go first and the common female will breed with pretty much anyone, changing her mate basically on a weekly basis in some cases. However... fact is... I am not exactly a regular Pokemon. First, I am self-aware. Second, I am in love. Third, well... I'm Memoria, a being who is in-between two lives.

Speaking of that... it's weird. I know deep down that it is true. It just fit with my memories and with how, when Mewtwo made love to me in that elevator, I was literally Mew. Yet... I thought that to be a being with several identities would be less... well... less normal.

I don't mean that I think it's normal! Oh no! But... I feel as if it felt a bit too normal to me... After all, it took me so many years for me to notice it...

Still... let's see the good point! When I became Mew, back in that elevator, I was TRULY her! I was a cat Pokemon. Oh! I can barely believe it! I was all purdy and feline and what not...

... although I'm slightly creeped out. Mew is definitely not a regular cat. I mean... she's fat. How do she manage to feel so nice and proud of her body when she's so fat? It felt perfect when I was her but considering, she's a real living balloon! Also... DEAR MEW! Speaking of the goddess! She have a freakin' RIDICULOUS libido! Dear... for being Light and Purity, I never felt that much of a sexual rush in my life, NEVER! Vortex! Even when he was just hugging me, I was more on fire than when Mewlt was all-out doing me! How did she manage to remain a virgin for so many centuries with that crazy libido?!? I can barely keep myself straight during a few days of heat season... so how do she manage it when she's, like, perpetually in heat and with about ten times the intensity of a herd of feral Taurus?

But all of that is nothing compared to her chest... or more exactly, what's on it. I mean... Mew have breasts? What's up with that? Why do she have breasts and big, round, bouncy human-like ones at that? Last I knew, only monkey-like Pokemon got these! She should have a serie of little tits, like I do! Also, I knew, when I was her, that she can alter her form and take basically any physical form possible... then why didn't she increase her size?!? Sure... I, too, took Mewlt in and like his father, he's quite... well... "manly"... but still! Unlike me, Mew got a choice! Why doesn't she give herself a form the size of Mewtwo rather than take that... that... that monstrously oversized thing inside of her? Yeah, for a Pokemon who supposedly can't feel positive feelings and is supposed to be cold and unfeeling, Mewtwo sure know how to be passionate and to please a female!... but still, do Mew got a strange extreme stretching fetish or something?

... Mewtwo...

Well, that cute male sure is a handful! We see from whom Mewlt got his traits! So handsome and beautiful... although I find his personality... weird. He's even more messed-up than Mewlt was! I mean... look at him! One second, he's a world-conquering tyrant, the next he's the most annoying question-asking immature moron, and then the next, he's a pimpin' sexy thing that will make you melt in his arms and do anything he wants literally!

What a mess...

I wonder how Mewlt will react when he will learn that...

...

... huh?

...

... uh oh...

Oh no... great... JUST FUCKING GREAT!

What have I done? What have I done what I have done what have I done?!?

I... I MATED WITH MY LOVER'S FATHER!... err... I mean... I MATED WITH MY OTHER LOVER WHO IS THE FATHER OF MY FIRST LOVER WHO IS...

... ugh... nope.

... urgh.

Stupid headache. That is too confusing.

Let's say... that I mated with Mewtwo and that he's Mewlt's father. There. I mated with Mewlt's father.

... and I promised him exclusive love.

I broke my promise.

I... oh my dear... what have I done? This is a disaster of cataclysmic proportions! My... my precious promise... and I broke it myself, to make it worse! Oh no... oh no no no...

What... what will I do?

"Memoria..."

Huh? What? Who is it?

... oh. How silly of me. It's Mewtwo. Well, of course it's him. In fact, how did I end up forgetting I was in his arms?

... this doesn't sound like me. My very thoughts are not mine anymore. I just... I just sound too... childish.

Maybe... I am truly becoming Mew. After all, I have her form, now. Yes, an oddly colored form of Mew... but Mew's body, nevertheless. In a way, it's so... depressing.

"Memoria... listen to me."

"Huh huh? What, what? I'm listening!" Yeah, yeah! I'm listening!

"You are panicking. You are deaf." Me, panicking? Oh and why should that happen? I just learnt that my whole FREAKIN' life is a lie and that I'm truly half of Mew in a born-dead body! You think I'm not going to react?

"Empty your mind."

... it's strange. Although his words came out as sweet and smooth as I could ever imagine, I felt compelled to obey. There was something in his words that just made me calm for some reason. So... quiet, suddenly.

"Memoria... do you remember Cherlie?"

Yes, yes I do. I remember the Minun... the one I used to be... the illusion...

"Cherlie is not an illusion, Memoria. She is you... just as you are her. She is another side of you, like you are a side of her. Do not throw away who you are because of the origin of your soul. Memories are an important part of the soul, true... but a soul is not only made of memories." His words left me... perplexed.

Is he meaning that I am not Mew? Well, I am a piece of Mew, that is sure. A piece of her in a new form...

"There is a reason you have a new name. You stated it yourself."

I stared at him and did not find the words. It's true... after all, I am named Memoria. It is my true name. A new name for I cannot be Mew...

... for I cannot be Mew...

... momentary peace in his arms and acceptance...

Just a minute ago, before the memories of Mewlt rose, I was in peace with myself... yet, the confusion of my feelings brought forth doubt again. Why?

... because that I hold Mew's love and that Mewtwo is the soul most dear to her. Thus, as I was born out of half of Mew's soul, I hold her love... and yet, as I have developed to become a new whole soul, I developed a new love as well.

Thus... two halves... two loves.

Mewtwo and Mewlt...

How ironic that they ended up of the same bloodline.

Yet... it doesn't change the fact that I am a whole, single soul and that I have promised exclusive love to both... a wish I cannot grant without hurting both...

"There is no need for you to replace Mew..." He slowly... ooooh... stroked... my forehead... purrr... I... I like it... purrrr...

... but, but... wait a minute here! Replacing Mew? I remember... I remember! When I was Mew and that Mewtwo was in me, more than just sex was going on! I know... I saw plains, mountains, Ho-oh, and even beings I do not know the name of!... well, that Cherlie did not know of. As Mewtwo remembered, I learnt from him... and all that while reaching out to maximum pleasure.

In a way, it's so weird. The common Pokemon is usually overwhelmed by feelings or just plain indifferent... but Mewtwo? He use it as a justification for a flashback. Oh my. A weirdo... but then, so am I. In fact, maybe we're all weird. Mewtwo, Mewlt, Eliza, her little chicken, Siryx, and I... all a bunch of weirdos.

Oh well... that is why travelling all together is fun and why we are progressively finding out just how strange and complicated the situation is.

The Cycle of Rebirth... Legendary Pokemon cannot normally breed and are supposed to be reborn upon death.

Which bring a question... why didn't Mew revive yet?

I have this feeling that she should already be returning to life... yet, I am not sure. Why?

"Mewtwo?" I called and he looked at me, waiting for my question. "Mew died right?... so... how come she's not coming to life? After all, I am not TRULY Mew, isn't it?"

He fell... silent.

Then, after a while, obviously hesitating a whole lot, he finally decided himself and spoke.

"Well... it is true that Mew is dead but..." Another awkward silence. Come on! I don't have all day! "... but you still hold half of Mew's soul... and as you hold the most important half, her love, it means that you hold the Essence of Light... and thus, a paradox is occurring in the way that she is dead without being completely gone..."

...

... This is...

I looked down as I realized what it meant. It's... bad...

"So... Mew won't be revived as long as..." For some reason, the words refused to come out. I... I tried to speak but it was so hard, out of a sudden... "... as long as I will live, right?"

Another... awkward... silence...

"I... do not know."

... he doesn't know?

... he's lying. He's just trying to reassure me. I... It's... I mean, it's obvious! He blatantly said that I hold the half of Mew's soul that contain the Light Essence or whatever the source of the Legendaries' power is called!

This is terrible! This means that I as long as I exist, Light can never fully be restored to this world. After all, I have this feeling that my soul, although made of memories of Mew, cannot fully emulate the real soul and would not be able to hold all of the universe's Light in.

...

... this is just... horrible and...

It means that... that I cannot live... that I must not live. For the balance of the world to return... I must die. This is... I... Mewlt... He will be... alone...

...

... why?

... why? Why?

"Why, Mewtwo?" I said, shaking my head, my eyes and cheeks so wet.

"Why what, Memoria?... and please, don't cry."

"N... no. You don't understand. Why... why... why did you create me? Wh... why did you split Mew's soul in two halves and create me? What... why would you throw the world off-balance? Most of all... why did you make me into a being whose very existence threaten the world? I... as long as I will live, your mate will never be herself again and the Light will be gone forever!"

I... I felt a huge, hard chunk in my throat. I... I felt so... so sad... so distressed... so distant. Why? Why did you create me? Why was I born if it was to be such? I... I don't want to be a burden. I don't want to be a danger to this world and yet, I love Mewlt... and you, too. Why did you do this to me, to your son... to yourself? Why? What is the reason for this act?

... his face turned serious for some reason... and my sadness became silent. It was not calmed but it was... silent.

"Memoria... I do not remember but... there is a task you must do... one which required for you to no longer be Mew and to become someone else, the paradox that you are. I have this feeling... that Mewlt is linked to you, too. I do not remember why... but there is a reason why I have split my love's soul in two to create you. You have a purpose, Memoria... you are not a burden. In order for this world to have a future... it needs you, not Mew."

"But... what kind of task would only I be able to do and not Mew? I mean... what would Mew, the Goddess of Light herself, be unable that I, can? It doesn't make sense. She have limitless power, she is your mate, she is Mewlt's mother..."

... wait a minute.

... Mew is Mewlt's mother. I am not.

Something that I can do but that Mewlt's mother cannot...

... love him as a mate. Mew cannot do that. This is the sole thing that I can think of... but why would that be so vital as to prevent Mew from existing and tarnishing the world's Light?

... but then, when I was inside of Mewtwo's mind, I had a vision... an overwhelming pain and insanity... a mask, blue like ice... and I remembered the destruction of the Defect Center, where I saw Ice Mask...

... and it's then that I understood...

"Fate... made him into the world's scapegoat, as your replacement!" I said, realizing the horror of it all.

He nodded. "I am not sure... but it is right. Mewlt is being driven into taking the role I have refused and is driven by insanity and suffering. Maybe... you were born to save him from this fate... to save him, like Mew saved me."

... to save Mewlt... using my love?

Because I can love him in a way Mew could never. Because I can see him in a way Mew could never. Because I can resonate with his feelings in a way Mew could never.

The Three Loves saved his father from his cursed fate... and now, history shall repeat as I will use the Three Loves to prevent Mewlt from being consumed by pain, from becoming that Enemy which Ho-oh will use as her scapegoat for the world's problems.

But then... what about... you?

He smiled sadly... although I could sense that it was a little bit hopeful... "Memoria... this love for me... although it might be genuine, is not truly your own. You are yourself, not Mew. You are a new embodiment of Light. Do not worry about me... Mew will be back, someday. Mewlt is counting on you... on all of us. Maybe... it is why you were born..."

ding.

The elevator's door opened and the light of day filtered through the ruined mansion's windows. The future lies ahead, isn't it?

... but then, I realized something.

I can't head out in the form of a fat kitty! If Eliza and Siryx see me in this form, they will flip!

"Err... Mewtwo? What about..." His smile turned into a smirk and he proceeded to...

"HEY! Watch the... ears?" Mew doesn't have long ears... which means that... what the Dark Vortex. "I didn't even feel anything!"

"Your true form is revealed only when you are experiencing extreme feelings or unleashing your true power. Under normal circumstances, you look like a Minun. It's all in your head, after all... well, more or less." Looking at my paws, I noticed they were those of a Minun once again. Guess it's true...

"Well, thank you for carrying me up until now mister gentlecat... but I can walk by myself from here!" I jumped off his arms and well... oh. Well, it's funny how I didn't realize just how tall Mewtwo was until I returned to the floor. Everything sure feels... bigger. Guess it's normal considering that Mewtwo is freakin' huge.

But well, I do enjoy walking on my own, too. I never liked to be too dependent of males personally and well, I don't think I'll begin anytime soon. Although... looking back at this handsome kitty... ugh. Perish the thought, girl. Keep your hormones in check, remember your priorities!

Ugh... I KNOW that I should be worried more about Mewlt... but I can't help it! That big clone wonder just makes me dizzy with heat each time I lay my eyes upon him. Man! Mew must have been REALLY madly in love with him!... not that I blame her. He's scary and all... but he has this strange manliness mixed to a weird, feline, almost feminine grace that give him a rather original and sexy uniqueness... He sure is a lot more desirable than the usual "female jumping" breeding tool!

"Forward?" he asked.

Oh! Yeah... Well, I feel better now.

"Forward!" I announced, pointing to the horizon.

Thus, off we go!

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What awaited us back at the main side of Cinnabar Island was, well, mass chaos.

Tourists had gathered all around Eliza, wanting to take pictures of Lucario and scaring the Dark Vortex out of Siryx and Chirp, both of which had started to cry loudly. Lucario, him, was trying his best to stay calm... and was obviously failing in a rather miserable way judging from how he was pacing back and forth, sweatdropping, eyes widened. Eliza stood in the middle of it all, trembling in embarrassment and panic, not sure what to do...

A loud sigh from Mewtwo...

"Why must I ALWAYS take care of everything? Bah... this world is filled with fools."

"What? Fool yourself! You didn't look much better back on that cruise boat, feline boy!" I protested, my right ear dropping while my left one rose, crossing my arms.

A nervous look from the oversized cat... "That was a detail, Memoria. A simple, unimportant detail..."

"Yeah whatever. Just do your stuff, okay?" I replied, not feeling like arguing too much with him. Who knew just how many eternities that kitten can argue if provoked. Personally, I'm not foolish enough to test how long he can keep up an argument. More power to whoever manage to do so.

The cat stepped forward and moved his hands. At this exact moment, every single camera jammed causing the tourists to all say "Huh?" in perfect synchronization and look at their machines, confused. Then, as they all looked at the lens of their cameras, perfectly synchronized again, Mewtwo did another hand movement and all cameras unjammed, causing every camera to blast its user with a blinding flash of light. Every single tourist, again in that creepy clockwork-like perfect synchronization, proceeded to walk away, seriously dazed and completely blinded for the next few hours to come.

In a way, I pity them... Well, I'm done pitying them. Serve them right, nosy fellows!

"It is a known fact that when they get together, humans share the same amount of brain cells rather than having a cumulative intelligence quotient. Thus, it is a scientifically proven fact that the larger the amount of them there is, the dumber they get," stated Mewtwo, smirking as he made his own imitation of a Pokemon Professor.

The shorts-wearing bipedal fox finally stopped moving. His eyes nervously scanned the area, his entire body shaking as he tried to hide the fact that his heart was still beating so fast from the confusion. After a while, he finally managed to convince himself that everything was fine and relaxed. I even thought I heard a sigh of sorts coming from him... but it might have been my imagination.

As for Siryx and Chirp... well, they were silent as well. I knew it wouldn't last due to that awful, awful sun but... well, it was pleasant. In fact... it seemed as if time had frozen for a short, fleeting moment. A slight moment of silence and peace within the extent of our chaotic lives...

A slight smile came to Eliza as well. In a way, it was surprising that she hadn't completely panicked. She was, after all, just a child... and yet, here she is, travelling with us, taking part in such serious matters when she should be with her parents, doing whatever human children are meant to do.

... but then, remembering the legend, the great Ash Ketchum had begun his quest early. He was only ten years old when he and Pikachu Raystar Lightheart met and departed to explore the large, wide world...

Sniff. Sniff.

Huh? That is... Lucario?

Sniff, sniff.

Like the canid he is, he begun sniffing the air, something bothering him obviously. What was wrong? He approached slowly, still sniffing the air... and then, turned to Mewtwo, his gaze turning rather... terrible.

"You," his usually disguised voice was a lot less suppressed than usual and I could feel the obvious anger in his voice...

The taller bipedal cat crossed his arms, waiting for Lucario to continue his sentence. Lucario kept glaring. Mewtwo returned the glare...

"The mistress... she smells like you... and you smell like her," he said, in an accusing tone... which means that... oh my!

Sniff, sniff...

It's true! I smell like SEX!... and like HIS sex!... and he must have a similar smell, as well! Oh my dear... that is embarrassing! So... embarrassing! How could I forget about THAT? After all, most beings who aren't humans have a pretty good sense of smell... Why didn't we take the time to wash? How could I forget about that detail?

"She is the Light. In a weird body perhaps... but she is the Light. If you even THINK about spoiling my mistress's purity I will..." Lucario could not finish his scold that Mewtwo rolled his eyes and voiced out his opinion.

"You will do what? I would like to remind you that you are a little Servant Legendary and that I am a full-blooded Embodiment. Also, whatever you might think of whenever Light might be strong or weak to Darkness, the fact is that in terms of physical incarnations, I am a Psychic-type Pokemon while you are a Fighting and Steel-type Pokemon. Fighting someone more powerful than you when you have a quadruple weakness against said opponent is very wise... if you wish to be reduced to confetti that is," stated the large cat in a tone that was so flat and devoid of emotion it ended up very... creepy. I mean, he just threatened him so seriously and he manage to come off as not caring? Well, that's Mewtwo for you... I guess.

The fox's face remained the same... but judging by how his left leg and his right hand were shaking slightly, he was obviously a bit more than unnerved about the course of events... especially that Mewtwo is right. If Lucario try to fight Mewtwo, I don't give the fox five seconds, frankly, regardless of if he's a demi-god or whatever.

Huh?

Hmmm... how strange. When I think about it... I'm not really sure anymore. Sure, I remember about Lucario's legend but... back in the elevator, I think I knew everything about, well, everything, including Lucario's exact role.

Actually... I just kind of forgot mostly everything. I mean... what happened, back then? I know Mewtwo jumped on my bones and that it was amazing, that I remember... but I think something non-physical happened too, something really weird that don't happen to regular Pokemon at all. Something about flashbacks and sharing our memories... yeah! The Cycle of Rebirth! I remember!... but not everything. Damn it! Can't remember what is the difference between a "Servant" and an "Embodiment" Legendary Pokemon! Oh well... I must have access to those memories only when I am under the form of Mew.

"My safety is not important. If you dare to do anything bad to my mistress..." I don't understand. Mewtwo outright threatened him and Lucario still go ahead and reply like this? Well, I have the feeling that it's kind of his job to do so as Mew is his original mistress... and I have this strange and funny feeling... as if Lucario was kind of... expendable? Such a weird, funny thought. I have the feeling that he's unique and precious... and yet, him getting killed does not seem to worry me. Why is that so? Frankly... I have no idea. Must be one of Mew's memories... that or I just realize that, quite frankly, he's quite pathetic and sad for a so-called Legendary Pokemon.

"You sure get worked very much over smell! Whatever I and this Minun choose to do together is none of your business." Mewtwo's reply made a dent in the fox's fake indifference, a slight frown becoming visible.

"This Minun is the vessel for my mistress's soul! Show her respect!" he barked. Turning to Eliza and the others, I noticed that Chirp was tilting his head, not understanding what was going on while Siryx was shaking his head in disbelief. Eliza, her, was just plain confused. After all, she understood nothing to Mewtwo's meowing and Lucario's barking. Ha... the joys of the language barrier...

Mewtwo raised an eyebrow and clenched his hands into fists before placing them on his hips. Judging from his expression, he was beginning to lose patience... and... well... err... everyone except Lucario stepped backward. We all knew by now how Mewtwo was when he lost his temper... and well, if Lucario wanna be target practice, then it's his choice. Not gonna stop him... I don't especially enjoy being torn apart by psychic waves, after all.

"Lucario, Mew fucks with whoever she wants to. Her carnal desires and how she deal with them is none of your business!... so even if this Minun IS Mew, then it's STILL none of your fucking business!" Mewtwo's voice was not any louder... but for some reason, it drilled through your heart and filled you with this feeling of intense terror, the very wise suggestion not to bother him anymore being inserted within your own brain. I dunno if it was due to his terrible glare or because of him just kind of throwing his usually impressive vocabulary away and explaining how he felt in rather... blunt... terms.

Frankly, I couldn't care less. This is becoming quite scary and there isn't much cover around here. Considering Chirp's and Siryx's expressions, they feel like I do too... that or Mewtwo's vocabulary is traumatizing them, which is equally probable. Anyway, maybe Lucario should...

"Mew is NOT a whore! She's not your sexual toy, Mewtwo!... ESPECIALLY not yours, you evil, Darkness-intoxicated monster!" Lucario was obviously enraged since he actually thrown the protocol out of the window since he referred to other Legendary Pokemon by their names and used terms that are, well, rude. That and he's growling at Mewtwo, almost standing on his four like some kind of Growlithe about to lash out and bite.

I expected Mewtwo to let this reply sail over his head and to hear another creepy line... but Mewtwo actually stepped forward, eyes glowing.

EEEEK!

That... that... I felt terror, frankly, I felt terrorized as there was this wave of... of... of whatever Mewtwo produced when he stepped forward. Looks like Lucario said the wroooong thing...

"What do YOU care, Lucario? I would like to remind you that you have been humping the brains out of Mew at EVERY SINGLE opportunity you could have! So, I wouldn't whine about Mew's choices when you abuse her whenever she become vulnerable, you twisted, perverted HYPOCRITE!" judging by how his telepathic message boomed through my brain, almost blowing up my ears from the inside while a horribly loud hiss blasted through my ears from the outside, Mewtwo took that last reply personally.

... and judging by how Lucario let out the characteristic whine out a scared dog Pokemon, falling on his four and stepping back, it did affect him personally as well.

... WAIT A MINUTE! Is Mewtwo implying that...

... suddenly, I felt an overwhelming, cold feeling go down my spine and I felt my own body stepping away from Lucario, slowly, on its own. Things... just got very creepy suddenly.

"Tha... THAT IS NOT TRUE! I... I am loyal to my mistress! I... I..." he whined back before stopping himself mid-sentence, blushing... "I... I love her too much to do this to her..." he whispered the last line so faintly that if it wasn't from my very sensitive hearing, I wouldn't have heard it... although I'm surprised I can still hear well considering how Mewtwo hissed so loudly.

... wait a minute here! Lucario love... Mew?

... oh! Oh yes! I remember now. Well... sorta. I have the feeling that it's related to hormones and love of sorts. Well, considering I don't feel attracted to Lucario...

... well... he is cute and relatively sexy but... well... Oh and! He's cute but I just don't feel that there is that special something in him that I found within Mewlt and Mewtwo. Yeah... sorta.

... frankly, all those memories... Why did I lose them so quickly? Everything was clear, for once. Oh well... not that I care. Lucario is there and that's it... oh and I don't want him. The fact that Mewtwo mentioned that he supposedly has "abused" Mew at every possible opportunity is just... kind of a major turn-off. Figures why...

"STOP IT!"

!!!

...

Then... everything... went silent.

The young human girl had stepped forward, frowning, eyes widened.

"Can you stop arguing? Please?"

The anger and the disgust suddenly gave way to embarrassment. Mewtwo scratched the back of his head, looking around and trying to figure a way out of this while Lucario jumped back on his hind legs and looked down, embarrassed just as much as the oversized feline.

"But I..." Mewtwo tried to protest but well, Legendary Pokemon or not, Eliza was sick of them arguing.

"Enough! Although I might not be understand you two when you're speaking in Pokemon language... I know that it's bad when you're hissing and barking and growling and whatever you were doing! We're all supposed to be friends! Can't we get along and carry on?" Well, she has a point. It's true that we don't get along quite a lot, considering...

Both Mewtwo and Lucario turned to me. Time to tell them what I think of the whole issue! "If you think I'll justify you both... then you're in dire need of a brain replacement!"

Now, as for you Mewtwo! "Mewtwo! You love Mew, don't you? You're also mature and all, don't you? THEN ACT LIKE IT! Don't argue like a hormone-drugged Combusken!"

... and now, Lucario! "Lucario! You say that you are loyal for Mew and care deeply for her, don't you? THEN LET HER DO WHATEVER SHE WANTS! She's your mistress, not the other way around!"

"But Cherlie..." tried to whine the annoying kitty.

"But Mew..." tried to begin the headache-inducing fox.

"ENOUGH! Both of you!... and I'm not even FULLY Mew so stop overworking yourself, okay? That was directed to you, Lucario!" Males and their hormones... sigh...

Sighs of defeat from both males. FINALLY!

I turned to Eliza and made a gesture. She got the message and smiled to show me she understood.

"Good! We're all friends! Let's go all together!" ... Eliza. One second depressed, the next cheery...

"I... heard bad words..." Huh? I just noticed it now... but why are Chirp and Siryx so pale?

BLAF!

... I get it now. Sigh... Why did the two decided to faint NOW?

"CHIRP! SIRYX! What happened?" she panicked.

"... somebody kill me." said Mewtwo to no one in particular. Seconded. This situation is stupid...

Now, let us move forward before the sky actually falls on our heads.

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More of that stupid sun, more sweating, more heat...

In the distance, the light is distorting itself, blurring the horizon into a mess of colors that don't make sense, the cement looking as if it had been liquefied or so.

An optical illusion, or so was saying Mewtwo.

Why isn't he bothered? I'm basically sweating every single drop of water in my body and he stands tall, not sweating one bit. What kind of unnatural being is he? I know, I know... he's unnatural in the way that he's both a clone, whatever that means, and a Legendary Pokemon... but still, last I knew, even Legendary Pokemon are affected by such things as the sun!

... and now that I think about it... Mewtwo is the Legendary Pokemon of Darkness, right? Then why isn't the light of the sun harming him or something? In fact... why can him and Mew touch each others and even bathe in each others' powers? I always thought that Light and Darkness annihilated each others, after all...

... but then, much has happened since I got into that Defect Center and met Mewlt. So many things...

I wonder if that old Pikachu is in Silver Valley. I sure hope he is... I would hate it if they had shoved him in Dark Vortex just because of the Darkness inside of him. It's not like he was a bad guy... although he WAS a bit creepy at times. Oh well...

... what are you looking at? Really, what are you looking at?

I just don't get it. I know that Lucario is Mew's bodyguard, servant, fanboy, lap dog, or whatever... but is he TRULY forced to stay THAT close to me at all time? What do he wants, anyway?

It's not that he come off increasingly creepy to me as time passes and as he remind me of memories of times past but well... maybe it is that.

I dunno if it's the insane heat that reminded me of Mew's moments of heat... but well, I remembered something that quite... shocked me. I always pictured Mew as "pure" as in "being a virgin"... but well, I now realize that Mew is maybe a bit of a nymphomaniac, actually... in fact... it's totally weird. Mew... in heat? I remember that I wasn't in heat when I was Mew, in Mewtwo's arms. Well, yes but... it was a different kind of heat. I have this strange feeling about Mew's feelings... about how they don't work in a normal way...

But well, that wouldn't surprise me. Mew is, after all, unable to feel negative feelings in a natural way. All of her sadness and anger are, in truth, an illusion, memories, a gift from Mewtwo... just like all of Mewtwo's love and compassion are a gift from Mew. The Light and Darkness, completing each others...

I wonder... what was the deal with Mew, exactly? She is the embodiment of the Three Loves... how does that work? I want to know... I am her memory image, after all. I know how my mortal self works... I want to know how Mew was, how her powers worked. Maybe... maybe I might be able to control those powers, if I learn?

... to control the absolute power of Light... a far-off dream for mortals and now, I learn it was within me all this time. I who had only wanted a normal life... guess Jirachi had other plans for me.

... what a funny expression considering how he was turned into a freaky thing and tried to kill me and Mewlt. Oh well... So much for the embodiment of Fate...

Sniff, sniff...

Huh? Why did Lucario stop to sniff the air like this? Really, I don't get what's your problem...

Why the big worried look now? What is it?

"There's a powerful Shadow Pokemon nearby..." DUH! Thank you captain obvious! Of course there is a powerful Shadow around us! Mewtwo, the FREAKIN' Legendary Pokemon of Darkness is next to you, captain oblivious!

...

... what was I thinking? He's probably not referring to Mewtwo! Lucario... I have this feeling that he can truly be silly at times and well, my short time with him proved it pretty much... still, I don't think he would be THAT silly. After all, his brain IS working after all!... somewhat.

"What an intelligent deduction, Sherlock!" snapped Mewtwo at Lucario, obviously having the same reaction as I did originally.

... and as Lucario stopped to glare, I guess the fox didn't appreciate it.

"I was NOT referring to you! I stated I had sensed a powerful Shadow Pokemon. You are a dirty, inconsiderate, rude kitty that stinks of Shadow Energy!" snapped back Lucario.

Oh dear Mew... they're not going to go at it again, don't they?

"Now, now, now... don't be so upset, you cuties!" huh? Huh? HUH?!? Where did that voice come from? Where, where, where?

Left... no! Right... no! Where! Not behind those palmtrees or this house or this bush or this...

...

!!!

Brrrr... that felt... cold... in my back.

... but why? It's just an Umbreon...

...

... who am I kidding?!? That thing is oozing of Shadow Energy like crazy! Dark Vortex! I can feel it within me, that pulsating feeling of disgust. That Umbreon... whoever it is, she got an aura the size of a skyscraper! Never saw such an aura before... except...

"Illumina..." Mewtwo's voice... although his tone didn't change, I guess he was bothered by something considering how slowly he spoke.

"So... those are the ones..." she moved as she spoke, slowly, in an almost feline-like way that made her look even further creepier... and also got on my nerves. For some reason, she reminded of those tasteless females, back then, back when I was with those of my kind.

... what kind of memory is that?!? But then, what kind of Umbreon is that?

"So... you are the unnatural freaks the master wants dead. Fine. You all look tame enough. Teeheehee!" I get it. I know what bothers me so much! It's that freaking laugh! The fake laugh of a female who just wants a mate for the night cuz' it's instinct! The mindless laugh of a female who doesn't even truly want to seduce and does it out of hormones.

Back then, when I was stupid, when I still tried to act like a regular "good" Pokemon, it was always this kind of female who got all the males during mating season... well, I don't care! You're just stupid!... and why are you acting like this?... and why am I mad, in the first place? This isn't mating season!

... and who is she calling an unnatural freak anyway?!?

"Unnatural freak yourself! At least, we're not oozing Shadow Energy more than a Cipher extral... exract... extra-thingy-whatever!" ugh! My reply didn't come off well! Why must humans give their machines such complicated names, anyway?

"Oooooh... did I strike a nerve?" that sly, mocking smile... I can't BEAR IT! STOP SMILING MEW DAMN IT! "After all... we have a half-assed clone, a chick created in Starter Pokemon breeding production lines, a lil' Pichu and human "Choooosen" specially bred by the Legendary Losers to serve as lap dogs, and an ugly brain-eating zombie passing itself off as a Minun."

Huh? How... did she guess I was an Undead Pokemon? I mean... looking down, my fur is perfectly normal-looking, my hands are whole, my heart is beating, I'm breathing... I'm alive! People shouldn't be able to differentiate me from regular Pokemon when I'm alive! So... how?

"Illumina. Stop this right now." that smile disappeared off her face as Mewtwo spoke. She turned to Mewtwo and then, for a moment, it seemed the two were glaring at each others... and slowly, the Umbreon started to look more... tense? Yeah, most definitely! Her fur is looking more and more horrible and I can see a frown forming. In fact... is that a growl? Everything was... silent... and uneasy. Yeah... well...

"YOU BASTARD!" barked the Umbreon after what seemed to be entire hours of silence. "You think I'm going to listen to you af... AFTER YOU LEFT ALL OF US TO DIE?!?"

The cat's face remained as cold as stone... but the step he took backward was all too noticeable, however. We all noticed it...

"I am sorry... it was not my intention..." his tone remained the same as always... but I think I'm actually beginning to be quite good at guessing what feelings he's hiding under his unmoving face. Like Lucario, his body language betray his feelings...

Illumina remained there, still... and then, I felt my right ear twitch. Hmm... what's this?... a giggle? Yeah, most definitely! Illumina's giggling!... it's getting louder!

"HAHAHAHA!" well, she burst out in laughter... painful laughter, turning to the sky. I think I saw something sparkle on her face... maybe a tear?

... and then, silence, again. More glaring... everyone was silent.

"YOU... YOU! I... I would have accepted it if we had died for the cause... but... BUT... but we died because you are A COWARD! You... you forsake ALL of us because that you were too much of a WIMP to dare lay a finger on that WHORE of a pink fatty!" WHOA! My whole body is tingling from the sting! So sour and sad... this time, we all stepped back.

"Illu..." Mewtwo could not even finish the first word that the Umbreon boomed back at him.

"SHUT UUUUP!!! You have NO right to speak! You... YOU! Always claiming that Mew was your lover... but what was she to you, the Legendary Pokemon of Darkness? NOTHING! NOTHING BUT ONE MORE SLUT TO WHORE OUT WHEN BORED!" Ouch! That is harsh!... and I don't think Mewtwo is appreciating this either... "You forsook your servants, your people, YOUR WORLD for a SINGLE bitch! You... YOU TRAITOR!"

... well, he's officially angry, now. Felt the psychic wind and saw his eyes glow. Hmm... what would be the best cover...

"Mew was more to me than..." again, he was not allowed to finish what he was saying. That Umbreon sure got a lot on her heart, that's for sure!... and well, that makes me wonder about some stuff...

Mewtwo is meant to have a huge army, right? Then... why didn't he use it? In fact... what happened to them? I know they had disappeared and Shadow Lugia spoke of destruction... and now, Illumina...

Mewtwo will have a lot to explain, that's for sure...

"NOTHING! I know what you'll say! The promise, heh?... WHO CARES? I don't care about the "Pokemon" and "human" definitions of virginity! You weren't clean when you met her, she wasn't either!... and who cares if you promised her the moon? You do that with every female you seduce and she did so with every male she seduced! You were just one more entry on your respective conquest lists, just one more partner with whom to screw and moan... and yet, you allowed that random bitch to invade and slaughter everyone because you didn't dare to lay a finger on her! Civilians... children... they all died... BECAUSE OF YOUR COWARDICE!"

Hmm... not the bush, not enough protection. Not the palmtrees, too thin. The buildings are too far...

"ENOUGH!" it was Mewtwo's turn to yell now, it seems. Disaster imminent. Gotta decide myself and take cover if I don't want to have my fur a bit burnt. "It's the past, Illumina! You are alive once more, now! You are alive..."

... hmmm... maybe I won't have to take cover after all. They both seemed to calm down and just stare silently at each others, now...

"I... I can still feel my... my chest being torn apart..." well, she's outright crying now. Looks like she is finally expressing herself more truthfully. Everything might be okay, after all. Still... if what she says is true then... then... "I can still... see everyone around me... the children crying... the mothers begging for mercy... and the city crumbling. Every time I close my eyes... the same nightmare... and the same nightmare... when I... look down..."

... OH MY DEAR MEW! How... horrible! How gross! How... gah! If it hadn't been the first time I saw such a thing, I would have probably fainted.

Looks like that Illumina is undead... and clearly, she did not recover well! Changing her position, leaving her original tantalizing stance, she took on a more normal one... and revealed that the left side, which she had hidden to us, was totally rotten. I mean... her fur has turned green and there's a gapping hole in her side with all kinds of gross, half-decayed organs hanging halfway through the hole. She doesn't smell... but well, the sight alone is horror-inducing. It's almost as bad as how I looked when I was torn apart by that Nidoking back when...

"This is... horrible..." Eliza finally said, looking rather pale. Not hard to understand why...

"I'm... feeling sick..." whined Siryx, his face a rather greenish tone of white.

BLURURG!

... UGH! That smell!... oh dear. Frankly, couldn't have Chirp kept his breakfast in his body? Having that small, smelly rainbow-colored pool of goo next to Eliza would help me keep my own breakfast inside. Really... I'm starting to feel faint... or so I would say if I was a regular Minun.

How do Mewtwo manage to ignore all of this? What kind of Pokemon is he?... what kind of question is that? I guess that in Dark Vortex, this kind of thing must be normal... although I do think that he did react to Illumina's state...

"This... this was not meant to be. I will fix this..." slowly said Mewtwo.

The Umbreon turned back to us, hiding her left side once again, staring at Mewtwo and allowing me to have a better look at her face. Considering... her eyes do look unnatural. They just seem a bit... too red. Yeah, Umbreon have red eyes... but never like that. Her own eyes just seem kind of... infernal. It's as if the flames of Dark Vortex were burning through her eyes...

"No, you won't. You can't." she replied strangely calmly... too calmly. It sounded fake.

"I am your master. I can fix it. Allow me to do so..." Illumina shook her head at this...

"No. You are not my master... not anymore. I serve the Legendary Pokemon of Darkness. You have forsaken the Dark Power and all those believed in it. Now, a new master has risen. I serve the new master, the new wielder of the Ice Mask. You... you are nothing but a has-been. You will now disappear..."

Wait a minute... does it mean that...

"WAIT! You're being misled! Mewlt isn't..."

"SILENCE PATHETIC MORTAL!" OK... so maybe that wasn't a good idea after all...

Lucario stepped forward, placing his paw in front of me. Obviously, he doesn't want me to get involved...

"No. Don't. I, alone, must take care of this..." Obviously, so does Mewtwo...

"You have suffered greatly... but you fail to understand that you are not the only one. You also fail to understand the true nature of the new wielder of the Ice Mask... for he is not a new master. In fact, to call him a master is a mistake," he said as he turned back to the Umbreon...

"Enough! ENOUGH! Now... you die!"

... EEEK!

blaf BAM BAM BAM!

"I got you!" Well, I'm thankful Lucario was there. There was this big gust of wind when Illumina charged toward Mewtwo and well, I was kind of sent flying. However, considering the three consecutive sounds I heard, I guess Chirp, Siryx, and Eliza weren't so lucky...

... and as I looked at a patch of palmtrees nearby, I had the confirmation that I had guessed right. The little chick, mouse, and human had been slammed into the trees. OUCH! That mustn't feel good!

BOOOOM! BAM!

... well, looks like they're fighting, now. I guess we can... what the Dark Vortex?!?

ZWOOOOOF!

BOOOOOM!

I... I... whew! That was close! For a second, I thought I would be fried to a crisp by that giant red beam. I felt the beam rub off against my fur and it did NOT feel good, I tell you!... and the explosion it caused! I hope that there wasn't anyone in that house when it was blown to little bits...

But well... how did that Umbreon managed to fire such a huge thing?!? I thought only Legendary Pokemon could unleash such power! Sure, Illumina is an "Arch-Demon" Pokemon of whatever the supreme Shadow Pokemon under Mewtwo are called but still, this is excessive! Where did it gain such power?

Looking to Mewtwo, I noticed how he seemed kinda darker than usual and gripped his left shoulder, as if he had been hurt there. Guess he didn't quite manage to avoid the huge beam...

"What's wrong, fallen one? Aren't you a Legendary Pokemon? Shouldn't you be able to unleash power that makes that little beam I fired seem insignificant?" Frankly, I still feel like running but... well, first she whines about being abandoned and then, she insult us? What's her problem, really?

"This isn't safe, mistress. We should leave the area while we can!" Well, Lucario does have a point but... Mewtwo... he can probably take care of himself but still, that Illumina, she bothers me.

"Mewtwo! Are you okay?" That was Eliza. Looks like she and her Pokemon recovered already.

... Eliza. It wouldn't be a good idea for her to stay here. Really, I don't think she should face such an opponent. Yeah, she's destined to be able to beat such overwhelming foes or something like that... or I dunno. Yeah, the legends are kinda real but... well, her bloodline was chosen by Mew, right? Considering that Mew is kinda dead or, at least, a part of me, I don't think that whatever pact the Ketchum and Lightheart lines had with her still apply... well, maybe. I don't remember much of what I do and think when I'm Mew so I... oh and who cares?

For now, I'm more interested in whatever Mewtwo is doing...

"You believe... I am weak?" Well, she's taunting you and she sounds awfully overconfident. It's highly probable she think that, pretty kitten.

Ugh. Although that smirk is not directed toward me, I can't help but feel like punching her in the face. Really, somebody do that! It's driving me nuts!

"Weeeell... it's just that I believed you would do more flashy stuff! Look at THIS!"

ZAAAAAAAAP!

BAAAAAAAAM!

HEY! You did that on purpose! Why you little...

Huh? HEY!!! OW! "DON'T GRAB ME BY THE EARS, IDIOT! THEY'RE SENSITIVE!" Oh Mew do I hate it when people grab me by the ears! Let go, you stupid oversized, panties-wearing dork!

"Bu... but mistress..." Oh no, don't do the pity act, you stinky canine!

"JUST LET GO ALREADYyYyY!!!"

You retarded, no-good, dumb...

!!!

... oh... phew. He finally let go of them. My hearing's sensitive... but so are my ears themselves. Must be because the Minun specie was born out of a bunny Pokemon specie breeding with Pikachus or something. After all, we do have those huge, rabbit-like ears. They're really convenient usually... usually, that is. I just can't bear it when someone grab into them and squeeze them. It just, you know, hurts so much. Kinda like how Pikachus hate it when someone yank their tails and how Mewlt screams like a female whenever someone steps on his oval tail tip. That last point is especially funny. That high-pitched, girly scream of his when his tail tip is crushed... it really fits with his color scheme, ya know? Yeah, he's a male and all... but still, he IS quite girly at times.

... hmmm... how strange and amusing! I have this feeling that this was a trait inherited from his parents. Does it means that... heeheehee! Once that Illumina gal learnt her lesson, I'm testing it out!

Actually... thinking about it... maybe Mewlt isn't the only girly male around. I didn't notice it before but well... his father does have some pretty nice curves... a bit too nice for a male. Also, I had never noticed but well... his stance IS quite a bit on the girly side and all...

... what the Vortex am I thinking?!? This is not the time for...

... huh? What? Why are you looking at me like this? Why the sad look?

Oh yeah, I kinda reacted hard when you grabbed me by the ears...

"Look, I just don't like it when someone grabs my ears like this... so please watch it, okay?" Well, he took off that big frown off his face at least...

"But I was only protecting you and..." he looked around for a while, becoming silent for some reason, and then sighed. "... nothing. Forgive me, mistress."

Huh? Protecting me?

I looked just behind me and... oh, I get it. He grabbed me and lifted me out of the way of whatever caused this trail on the ground.

... looks I... well... looks I REALLY overreacted...

...

... but... well... MAYBE he could have grabbed me by the arms or the legs or the hips or something? Actually, maybe not the hips actually but oh well.

"HEY! Look lively or else!"

Huh? Wha...

!!!

BAAAAM!

Geez! How many more explosive beams of doom can that Umbreon fire? Yeah, Mewtwo is crazy... but how come that Umbreon is crazier? Isn't Mewtwo supposed to be a god... well, a devil of some sorts?

... but then, thinking about it, the way Mewtwo fought... it WAS rather lame considering how he's supposed to be all-powerful and all...

SLAP!

OOOOOW!

"Stop it! That's creepy!" Siryx! You little brat!

... now I get it! Why are we standing there?!? We're not helping Mewtwo at all, standing there and doing nothing!... and how did those three unstuck themselves from those trees?

"I... I think we should..." Eliza couldn't complete her sentence that Lucario had once again grabbed me, by the sides this time, and begun to run the other way.

"Follow me. Allow me and the... other Pokemon... to take care of this enemy," said Lucario as he ran. The others, a bit startled, not that I blame them, followed quickly.

BOOM!

BAM!

BOOOM!

Still more explosions. Since Lucario is carrying me and that he's quite a bit taller than I am, it's not like I can see what's going on.

... I wish I could help. Frankly, I wish I could... and I probably could. After all, I can't die!... well, not fully anyway. Still, I don't know if I would be able to damage that Illumina and since she's undead, it's not like she can't truly be killed.

Actually... when I think about it... Mewtwo is in danger! Illumina's undead! He can't kill her! Vortex! I'm not sure she can be knocked out at all!

"There..." Well, we finally made it away from the scene. The explosions sound a bit less loud now and that fox has finally decided himself to put me down. Well... I must help Mewtwo! Since Illumina is undead, he won't be able to beat her on his own!... especially considering that for some reason, she can fire huge beams while Mewtwo can't. Doesn't make any sense but well...

"I must go! Protect Eliza, Siryx, and Chirp!" I yelled, not looking back as I got on my four and dashed toward the source of the noise.

"MISTRESS! COME BACK!" he called in vain. Well, sorry but I have no time for you.

BOOM! BAM!

The rate at which things explode is increasing and the flashes of light from them are growing larger and brighter. Either Mewtwo joined the fray with huge beams of his own... or I'm right to be doing this!

Just past this corner and...

Oh dear...

"So much for a Legendary Pokemon of Darkness..." Oh no! I don't think so! Hands off that cat!

Eat some Thunderbolt!

ZAAAAAAAP!

"HMMMmmmMMMM!"

Well... considering that muffled scream and the stench of burnt flesh, I guess that stupid Umbreon got toasted! Hard to tell since her color is actually black.

"Why you little... who do you think you are, mortal fool!" Oh really, you're going to play that game?

"What's the problem? You don't like Thunderbolt? If you're soooo powerful, shouldn't you be able to weather it out without blinking?" I replied, smirking, arms crossed. Heh, in your face, rotten, half-decayed bitch!

"Mewtwo is no match for me. Who are you to think you stand a chance?" Oh, so you didn't react? Fine!

"Frankly? I don't care. You whine a lot about revenge and stuff... but in truth, you're just frustrated because Mewtwo realized how much of a bitch you are and left you for Mew. You whine a lot about justice... but in truth, you're just pissed because you didn't have any in centuries!" Touche! Illumina's face turned bright red with rage! Now... dodge the incoming blast to the right and zap her as a counter! Works every time!

"HOW... HOW DARE YOU?!?" The anger and then...

FWOOOOOSH!!!

BOOOOM!

... the beam! Agility, anyone? Now, here's your birthday gift!

"MIIIINUUUUN!"

ZAAAAAAP!

"HMMMmmmmHHPH!"

Direct hit! Just as expected, you got loads of power but your aim sucks. All I have to do is to keep this up and I'll incapacitate her.

"Oh and... you know what? Mewtwo told me... that Mew does it thousands times better than you do!" This time, she didn't even yell anything coherent. She just screeched in a rather feral way. In fact, I think I even heard profanities in the Demon Pokemon language! Heard Mewtwo hiss a few of those when I wouldn't answer questions he really wanted answers to...

FWOOOOOOSH!

BAAAAAM!

"Man, you suck! You're as predictable as Tuesday's daily soup dinner!" And well, that's true. Insult her, do an electricity-powered dash out of the way of the incoming beam, counter her attack with one of my own. Easy as pie.

Charrrrging up... FIRE!

ZAAAAAAAAP!

"GRRRAAAAAARG!"

Ha! Easy!

"... and you know what's worse? Not only do Mew does it way better but Mewtwo admitted that what he liked the most about her was that she wasn't a whore who mated with any half-brained Ditto she met, a refreshing change after knowing you!"

"THAT'S IT! I HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!"

Heh! Now, use Agility and...

...

WHAT THE...

BAAAAM!

AAAACK!

BOOOOM!

Gulp... GAH! GRAAAARG! That... that hurts like Dark Vortex! What was this weird purple wavy thing?!? I... I feel... ugh... wheeze... It must have destroyed my... my lungs or something...

Looking down... oh my dear... GROSS! Tore my chest open... oooh... dizzy... world spinning...

"You're only but a fly... so I swatted you. Now... back to..." No... I'm not going to... to...

Calm... so calm... well, I think I lost all of my blood now. Wouldn't surprise me, considering that gaping hole in my chest... and well, considering my lungs are in pieces...

... siiigh...

... zombie...

... slowing down... slowing down further...

... there.

It felt cold. It always feel cold when the emptiness comes. Not the kind that make you shiver. It's kind of hard to explain... like you're awakening from your death and yet, without truly waking up. It's all wrong and yet... everything is alright. I can't say I like it... but I'm not alive enough to hate it...

I slowly stood up and looked down. That hole... my organs won't slip out of my chest. Well, that is a plus...

"Wha... WHAT? How..." Too bad I can't feel because I'm sure I would have been pleased to see Illumina's face. I wonder... can Mewtwo feel positive feelings? Is he always like I currently am, knowing of positive traits but unable to feel them?... I don't know. I'm wondering yet, it's not important. Although I've been a zombie all my life, I still can't get used to it. Every time I go undead... it's always the same confusion, the same questioning as I stand before the vacuum that is my un-life...

"You are not the only living dead around, Illumina... your fate isn't as unique as you might think."

A cruel smile... and a cold, unfeeling laughter. Strange, blinded by my feelings, I didn't notice that Illumina is not truly feeling anything. Her rage, her whole deal with throwing a tantrum, even her speeches about revenge... it all sound so fake in her mouth, as if she felt nothing. Now that my perceptions are free of my mortal emotions, I can tell...

She slowly approached and stood in front of me, staring. This quiet stare... it was strangely... peaceful. It was weird... she had destroyed so much, killed so much, acted like such an enraged being... and now, she reveal that she cold and empty the entire time, standing before me in a state every bit as neutral and unfeeling as I, her heart frozen and immobile as mine.

"So... it seems you are..." she slowly said, her voice just as robotic as my own... and yet, despite the lack of feelings, it was not entirely mechanical. In fact... in a way, her voice reminded me of someone for some reason... the voice of a seductive female...

"It is useless to fight. Neither of us can possibly kill one another. So... shall we fight forever, initiating an epic duel that will last until the echoes of the bells of the Final Judgement soar through the air?... or shall you stand aside and allow me to have my revenge?"

I slowly shook my head as a response. "I cannot allow you to do so. I, Mewtwo, and the others must carry on our quest. You shall not stand in our way... and that, regardless of if you can kill me or not."

"I see..." she slowly said, before stepping backward. I could tell that she was preparing to jump and got ready for it. I won't be caught off guard...

... and she jumped backward rather than forward, landing... next to Mewtwo?

"I might be unable to unmake you... but Mewtwo, despite having an immortal soul, has a mortal body." That is... a dirty tactic. She placed her paw on the cat Pokemon's neck, preparing to strike...

"Stop."

We all turned and saw Shadow Lugia. I wonder how I was able to not notice his arrival... especially considering his size. I must have not been paying attention...

"It's you... brother." Although the Undead Pokemon do not have emotion in their voice, we eventually learn to put our thoughts into our tone, emulating the emotion that we can no longer feel. It was silly, true... but feelings... are precious... and the feeling that her current tone tried to emulate was the tone of a sister speaking with a long-lost brother... the tone of reunion.

"Sister... let our master go." His tone was peaceful yet full of authority... the authority of an older brother speaking with his younger sister.

"He has Fallen. He has forsaken his world, his followers, his very powers... all for her."

"Have you forgotten, sister? He did not forsake us... he was doomed, just as we were. You have lost sight of our true enemy, sister... of our true purpose. We are the Servants of the Embodiment of Hatred... the Ones who control the Hatred. You are meant to control the Power, not to let it control you!" Doomed? Mewtwo... was doomed?

"LIES! He has abandoned us all for this whore! That pink monster! He has betrayed us!" An unfelt rage. So strange... because it doesn't sound as such. In a way, it sounds artificial and yet... I can sense that not all of it is. Why is there so? I... wonder...

"Non-sense. Our master and the Enemy became lovers long before the disaster, Illumina. It was not their relationship that destroyed us, sister... but that, you have forgotten it. Fate is using you, Illumina. You are being deceived."

I do not know anything about this disaster... but for some reason, I feel like it is vital to our cause. It also made me think of something... if it wasn't the forbidden relationship between Light and Darkness that caused this disaster, whatever it is... then what did?

Slowly, the Umbreon looked down to Mewtwo, as if she was hesitating. Although covered in various injuries, Mewtwo was conscious, his stare cold and devoid of fear. Although she was the one with her paw on his neck, she was the one shaking. Even the vacuum of un-life couldn't nullify her trembling limb...

"He has fallen, brother... The Mewtwo I knew would have annihilated this body with ease..."

"Didn't you fall, too, sister? This ugly, half-decayed form is not what you were and what you are meant to be. Likewise, I am a wanderer who has lost his faith and powers. We have all fallen, Illumina..." As Shadow Lugia said those words, I think I saw something near Illumina's left eye... a tear? Could it... be?

Slowly, she stepped off Mewtwo and stared at me... I returned the gaze.

"Fine... I will let you go... but know that in your current state, you stand no chance against Dark Vortex and its new ruler, Ice Mask. Next time we meet... I shall not be so merciful."

With that said, the Umbreon did a backflip and seemingly dived into a building's shadow, disappearing from sight...

Now, my first priority... was to make sure Mewtwo is alright. I slowly approached him and looked at him. His entire body was covered with cuts of all kinds and he smelled of burnt flesh, patches of skin turned black. Yet... I fear not for his life and know I shouldn't. I know that he will survive such injuries.

"Thank you... both of you," simply said the Legendary Pokemon. Despite his body's shape, his voice remained the same, as if he had suffered no pain...

"I'm just glad you are alright... sorta," I replied, simply nodding.

"I only did my duty, master..." was Shadow Lugia's own reply.

Slowly, the cat Pokemon lifted his own body using his psychic powers, returning to a bipedal stance. Standing there, he looked around before placing a hand on his chest... and then, he expelled shades of red energy out of his body, his physical injuries instantly disappearing.

"Those were only superficial wounds... although I still feel a bit weak," he stated before turning to the black and purple Lugia... "Thank you... although I am worried. I am not at full power yet and as I plan to confront my own son, your help would be greatly appreciated..."

The giant bird/dragon hybrid slowly shook his head before turning to the horizon. "I am sorry but I must refuse. I think I sensed a familiar soul signature around... one that awoke an unnamed fear within my soul. I cannot serve you until I have taken care of my suspicions..."

The large cat Pokemon remained silent for a short while... "I understand. We shall meet again."

The large winged Pokemon slowly nodded and then, took off to who knows where...

"Much destruction has happened today. We will have to keep a low profile for the rest of this trip..." I couldn't help but agree. This battle was quite messy and well, it is highly probable that the humans will speak of us in the news tonight... but well, we will get through this... we have to.

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Huh? What?

... must have been my imagination. Thought I heard some meowing in the distance...

=TO BE CONTINUED