EVOLUTION OF REVOLUTION
PART 3
Disclaimer: Pokemon ain't mine. It isn't mine yet, at least.
Author's notes: Sorry for killing Mew off. In the first draft of part 2,
Mew was alive, but that didn't allow for a long story to happen. I apoligise if you are
one of the poor, angry souls who loved Mew. (I like Mew, don't be ticked) Mew is dead,
and that is it. as somewhat consolation, I will make this AAMRN a little tiny bit. OK??
A tourmented scream that curdled blood echoed down the stairs. Mewtwo had gone
into the Bloodlust, and nothing would stop it. Ash ran, hoping he would not have to
meet the same fate as Lance. Ash had tryed to warn him of the impending doom, but Lance
wouldn't listen. Now he paid for that arrogance. He had only one chance. Get out of this
place alive and try to muster defence against the insane Mewtwo. If there was such a thing.
Mewtwo would destroy everything if he didn't calm himself. Misty and Brock would be a good
help. The rebellion had now changed priorities.
Misty laid back on the couch. She had avoided taking sides in the battle between
the League and the Rebellion for fear of death. If she joined one, the other would have
killed her first chance they got. She was wondering how things were going with Ash when a
knock on the door got her up. She turned the knob. When she opened the door, her jaw dropped.
"Hiya....Misty........"
Ash stood in front of her, beaten and bruised. He had several large gash wounds and a
broken leg. In his arms was an equally beaten Raichu. Misty couldn't find a word to say. She
just stared at the horrible damage on her beloved's body. She gave a dry sob and hugged him.
He slowly parted from her. Standing behind Ash was a small group of heavily injured Pokemon.
"Ash, What happened here? Did...did the league win...?"
"Worse. Much worse."
Ash started with how Mewtwo had collected forces for the battle, how they freed some
Pokemon, and how Mewtwo had sunk into its primal state. Misty was shocked to hear that Mewtwo
had not let the rage go as before.
"We were lucky to get out alive at all. Mewtwo took out Lance, but he still came after
me. The Pokemon tried to defend themselves, but..."
Ash trailed off. Tears started to form in his eyes and his skin went pale and clammy.
Misty could tell he was in a state of shock from what he had seen. She wrapped him up in blankets
and gave him some tea. Ash thanked his friend.
"Listen Misty, there isn't much time. Mewtwo might be following me still. We have to go."
"But..."
"No buts. We HAVE to go. We have to stop Mewtwo."
Misty sighed. Ash was right for once, whether she liked it or not. They would have to do
something to bring Mewtwo back to its senses. They would have to get away quick. Packing a bunch
of supplies, Misty and Ash fled the house with the Pokemon.
Something was troubling Mewtwo. His couldn't think straight becuase of the Bloodlust, but
he knew that it didn't last this long. He had already killed everything in a 12 mile radius of the
Indigo Plateu, and he wanted to kill more. Something was wrong with him. What was it? He slammed his
paw down in anger. In the meantime, he had no choice but to go along with the Bloodlust. He was a
slave to it. He growled and went off in search of anything still alive.
Somewhere in a dark corner of that Planet, something laughed.
end notes: I am addicted to strange changes of plot. Forgive Me!!! Keep Reading and Reveiwing!!
PART 3
Disclaimer: Pokemon ain't mine. It isn't mine yet, at least.
Author's notes: Sorry for killing Mew off. In the first draft of part 2,
Mew was alive, but that didn't allow for a long story to happen. I apoligise if you are
one of the poor, angry souls who loved Mew. (I like Mew, don't be ticked) Mew is dead,
and that is it. as somewhat consolation, I will make this AAMRN a little tiny bit. OK??
A tourmented scream that curdled blood echoed down the stairs. Mewtwo had gone
into the Bloodlust, and nothing would stop it. Ash ran, hoping he would not have to
meet the same fate as Lance. Ash had tryed to warn him of the impending doom, but Lance
wouldn't listen. Now he paid for that arrogance. He had only one chance. Get out of this
place alive and try to muster defence against the insane Mewtwo. If there was such a thing.
Mewtwo would destroy everything if he didn't calm himself. Misty and Brock would be a good
help. The rebellion had now changed priorities.
Misty laid back on the couch. She had avoided taking sides in the battle between
the League and the Rebellion for fear of death. If she joined one, the other would have
killed her first chance they got. She was wondering how things were going with Ash when a
knock on the door got her up. She turned the knob. When she opened the door, her jaw dropped.
"Hiya....Misty........"
Ash stood in front of her, beaten and bruised. He had several large gash wounds and a
broken leg. In his arms was an equally beaten Raichu. Misty couldn't find a word to say. She
just stared at the horrible damage on her beloved's body. She gave a dry sob and hugged him.
He slowly parted from her. Standing behind Ash was a small group of heavily injured Pokemon.
"Ash, What happened here? Did...did the league win...?"
"Worse. Much worse."
Ash started with how Mewtwo had collected forces for the battle, how they freed some
Pokemon, and how Mewtwo had sunk into its primal state. Misty was shocked to hear that Mewtwo
had not let the rage go as before.
"We were lucky to get out alive at all. Mewtwo took out Lance, but he still came after
me. The Pokemon tried to defend themselves, but..."
Ash trailed off. Tears started to form in his eyes and his skin went pale and clammy.
Misty could tell he was in a state of shock from what he had seen. She wrapped him up in blankets
and gave him some tea. Ash thanked his friend.
"Listen Misty, there isn't much time. Mewtwo might be following me still. We have to go."
"But..."
"No buts. We HAVE to go. We have to stop Mewtwo."
Misty sighed. Ash was right for once, whether she liked it or not. They would have to do
something to bring Mewtwo back to its senses. They would have to get away quick. Packing a bunch
of supplies, Misty and Ash fled the house with the Pokemon.
Something was troubling Mewtwo. His couldn't think straight becuase of the Bloodlust, but
he knew that it didn't last this long. He had already killed everything in a 12 mile radius of the
Indigo Plateu, and he wanted to kill more. Something was wrong with him. What was it? He slammed his
paw down in anger. In the meantime, he had no choice but to go along with the Bloodlust. He was a
slave to it. He growled and went off in search of anything still alive.
Somewhere in a dark corner of that Planet, something laughed.
end notes: I am addicted to strange changes of plot. Forgive Me!!! Keep Reading and Reveiwing!!