Ello everyone! Hawk here with my very first Pokemon fanfic that bashed my over the head a while ago, and is just now being written further...
Now, I just have to make sure I have a good enough hiding place to escape Pikachu.
SO! I hope you all enjoy, and I'll see you all at the end! ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. But, I DO own this story and it's plot! :)
Mewtwo felt numb.
After everything that he seen... experienced...
It was nothing compared to this.
The sky had turned a blood red, destruction as far as the eye could see. Screams still pierced the air, tears still falling to the ground. The feeling of fear so thick, so potent, that it was almost visible. Deadly bolts of light lit up the sky, shining brighter than even the setting sun.
Suddenly, twin sounds echoed in perfect harmony in the most tormented sound of agony that he had ever heard. Whipping around, Mewtwo's stomach dropped and a fresh tidal-wave of horror smashed into him.
There, at the top of the tower, the once joy and pride of the city, was Ash.
Ash, the only human in the world whom he trusted with his life...
Ash, the very embodiment of hope and light itself...
Ash, the one who has saved the world so many times, in so many different ways...
Ash, the one who never gave up...
With him, his faithful Pokemon cried out as their trainer and one of their fellow comrades were being infused with a blood red beam, screaming in agony.
All the while the one responsible for all this, stood there... with a smile on his face.
Mewtwo saw red.
But before he could even attempt to atomize the thing that had the gall to smile at his friend's pain, his vision went dark. Flashes of green light suddenly blinded him, causing him to try to blink away the spots hindering his vision.
A green, glowing Z symbol that shone in all it's glory in front of him, the ground cracking and groaning, and finally, a sound akin to glass shattering... was the very last thing he saw before he was blown back to the waking world when a surge of pure power rammed into him.
Mewtwo's eyes shot open, leaping up into a battle stance and looking around frantically. He was confused. Hadn't he been surrounded by carnage? What happened to Ash? What was that Z symbol?
'Mewtwo? You alright?'
Mewtwo's head whipped around, spotting a pikachu looking at him worriedly. Blinking, he slowly relaxed, and straitened up.
I..I'm fine. Thank you, my friend, for you concern. It was just a dream.
A knowing look faded into the pikachu's eyes. `You want to talk about it?`
The legendary psychic Pokemon hesitated. He then let out a bone-wary sigh and sat cross-legged down on the lush green grass.
The pikachu settled in the grass next to the lavender Pokemon and twitched his ears, ready to listen.
Well... at first, I was simply floating...
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, this is so short. :(
BUT, It's only a prologue, and the next chapter will be posted shortly! :D
Like it? Love it? Hate it? Lemme know!
~See you all next time,
Hawk