Disregard the part about Mewn being unable to mentally appear as a human that was stated in The Legend: Yu-Gi-Oh. I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote that fic. I also know nothing about the court system so the upcoming trial won't make much sense. All pokemon are speaking in their native tongue, it's just that Mewn understands them. Mewn can also speak English. Also, there's no way this can be as good as The Shawshank Redemption, it's just too good of a movie. If you haven't seen it, see it now. I did and was shocked at how good it was.
My name is The Legend and I am a Mewn. Several thousand years ago I was once a Mew living in peace with my master and his people the pokemopolitans. However the pokemopolitans turned on my species and slaughtered them for their fur. I evolved after my master's death at their hands and obliterated their civilization. I also vowed to avenge all Mew that had been killed. I now roam the Earth looking like a human and I call myself The Legend. I stop genetic experiments that take place on pokemon and continue to eradicate the descendants of the pokemopolitans who escaped my wrath the first time around. This is my story.
Cianwood City, nighttime: The dust outside one of the houses in a row down the street briefly stirred as two white feet touched down on its surface. Mewn walked towards the door of the house. Instead of forcefully flinging it open, Mewn quietly parted the doors with his psychic powers and stepped inside.
"The pokemopolitans are getting better at hiding themselves from me, but no one can hide forever," thought Mewn. It quietly moved through the house as it headed for the bedroom. A growlithe tore around a corner and stood growling at Mewn who quickly put the thing to sleep(not literally, just unconscious). Then Mewn stepped into the bedroom.
"Rise Ms. Cummings, the angel of death is on your doorstep," said Mewn. Ms. Cummings stirred and looked at Mewn without fear.
"Something's not right here. Better kill her now while I still have the chance," thought Mewn.
"Because you're an ancestor of those individuals who destroyed my species, you will die for their crimes. There is nothing you can say or do in your defense, goodbye," said Mewn. He held out his hand, but before he could kill Ms. Cummings the side door burst in and several cops appeared, guns drawn.
"I've been chasing you for four months and now I've found you," said Officer Jenny. Mewn whirled at them.
"Take a good look because it'll be your last," said Mewn. As the pokemon began summoning his psychic energy, a strange contraption attached itself to his right leg.
"What they hell?" asked Mewn. Instantly his psychic powers died and he was tackled by the police squad and wrestled into submission.
"You won't get away with this, I will be back," said Mewn.
"I don't think so," said a voice from the shadows. Out of the shadows came Giovanni and his Persian.
"Giovanni, why am I not surprised?" asked Mewn as the police hauled him away from the house.
"You're going to be put away for a long time and by the time they let you loose, you'll know that I'll have accomplished all of my objectives," said Giovanni. Mewn just shook his head as he knew what the objectives were, but the cops were totally clueless. Then Mewn was pushed into the back of a black van and it drove off.
"Thanks to your technology and locater, we were able to stop this pokemopolitan killer," said Jenny. Giovanni shrugged.
"Anything to help out the local police force. Giovanni Inc. is always pleased to help in the name of justice," said Giovanni. He watched the van drive off into the distance.
"It's time you paid for what you did to John," thought Giovanni. He then boarded his helicopter as it took off.
Three days later, Pokemon courtroom: Mewn was sitting behind his desk with an incompetent lawyer as Giovanni was discussing some things with the judge.
"I want that thing put away for a long time," said Giovanni handing the judge an envelope full of unmarked bills, even in plain sight of the two lawyers and the five members of the audience who didn't look like they cared.
"This is just getting better, a corrupt trial. Well, I can't say like I expected any less from Giovanni," thought Mewn. The judged counted the money and nodded to Giovanni. Mewn visibly cleared his throat for attention.
"May I be permitted to defend myself? I declare my lawyer incompetent," said Mewn. The judge and everyone looked slightly shocked as Mewn actually spoke.
"On what grounds?" the judge asked.
"He's asleep," said Mewn. The lawyer was out cold, slumped over his empty briefcase.
"No. And he must wake up on his own accord or you forfeit the trial," said the judge.
"I have a law license, I can legally defend myself," said Mewn. The judge shook his head.
"Not in my court. Pokemon have no rights," said the judge. Mewn sighed.
"Then why are you even giving me a trial? I know I'm guilty until never proven innocent," said Mewn. The judge banged his gavel on the desk.
"Order. We are still going to have a trial, regardless of whether or not you want it. Prosecution, you may present your case," said the judge. The prosecutor stood up.
"We call our first witness, Mewn," said the prosecutor. Mewn was escorted up to the bench by stun rods.
"Name, age," said the bailiff.
"My name's The Legend. As for my age, I'd say that I'm 5,000 years old, give or take a century or two. I kind of lost track after the first couple years," said Mewn. The judge just looked at him like he was lying.
"It's the truth," said Mewn.
"Yeah, but we didn't have you swear on oath to tell the truth. As far as we're concerned, you're lying. Put fifty for his age," said the judge. Mewn looked at him wide eyed.
"I would prefer if you put down twenty-three," said Mewn. The judge just sighed and moved his hand to make it so. The stenographer wrote down twenty-three.
"What were you doing three days ago?" asked the prosecutor. Mewn leaned back and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"You know what I was doing. Read the report," said the pokemon. The prosecutor growled.
"I'm simply trying to help you defend yourself," said the prosecutor.
"Bah! You know and I know that everyone here is working for Giovanni and Team Rocket. You're all biased and as such, I don't need to answer to the likes of you," said Mewn. The judged leaned over to face him.
"If you don't answer the questions, your sentence will be increased dramatically," said the judge no longer attempting to make it hidden that Mewn might not be charged. Mewn sighed again and looked at the prosecutor.
"I was attempting to kill Ms. Cummings three days ago," said Mewn.
"Why?" the prosecutor asked.
"Because she's the descendant of a pokemopolitan. She must atone for the crimes of here ancestors who eradicated my people and would've done so to other pokemon had I not stopped them by obliterating as much of their civilization as I could," said Mewn.
"You have no right to kill humans, no one does," said the prosecutor. Mewn leaned in close to the prosecutor.
"You tell that to my people. The pokemopolitans had no right to kill the Mew but they did anyway and for what? Fur! It's been said that every action has an opposite and equal reaction. I'm that reaction. Every time I look in that mirror I see that faithful day when they murdered the Mew in their temple. Every day I wonder what I could've done differently to have prevented this event from taking place. But in the end, there was nothing I could've done to change the outcome so I must be content to gain what little sense of revenge that I can. The pokemopolitans must be eradicated before reviving the ancient art of pokemon sacrifice and I will not rest until everyone of them is dead," said Mewn leaning back. His statement had left everyone in shock. Sure they'd heard of pokemon killing humans before, but never to such a degree as to what Mewn has just said. The prosecutor walked off and sat behind the desk in shock as well. Mewn then stood up and faced the court.
"If you convict me then that means that you approve of the ancient arts of pokemon sacrifice and are giving it your okay. That means that you're in league with those pokemopolitan butchers and as such you must be stopped as well. So go ahead, convict me. It doesn't matter how long I'm in there, I will escape and you all will feel my wrath. Remember, I'm not a pokemon, I'm a force of nature and I cannot and will not be stopped," said Mewn. Mewn then left the bench.
"I-I-I d-didn't t-tell you t-to l-leave," said the judge in horror. Mewn gave him a cold stare when he walked past the judge.
"Funny, I didn't remember asking," said Mewn. He then sat down behind the desk and crossed his arms in front of him.
"Prosecution, any further witnesses?" asked the judge. The prosecutor just shook her head.
"No further witnesses your honor," said the prosecutor.
"Defense?" asked the judge. The lawyer was still snoozing in a pool of his own drool. Mewn looked up at the judge.
"We rest," said Mewn. This time the judge didn't say anything to the legendary pokemon.
"Then, I will deliberate," said the judge walking off. Giovanni followed him out of the room while Mewn just stood their sighing. Inside the judge's office, he was having a heated argument with Giovanni.
"You must convict him. I've never been able to get my hands on Mewn before. You must put him away," said Giovanni.
"You heard what that thing said. It'll kill us all and I know it wasn't bluffing. I can't convict that thing and I don't think anyone can. If that thing truly is 5,000 years old, then this probably isn't the first time it's been convicted of something like this. I was pouring over old files of pokemon trials for legal precedents. The first trial in this court occurred over forty years ago, but I found an old report from the very first judge indicating that he had found a very, very, very, old report about a pokemon trial that occurred over three hundred years ago involving a pokemon very similar to this one. It was all white and had been accused of killing a person with psychic energy. The pokemon merely listened to the trial, heard the verdict, and what happened to them is unknown, but it was reported that they all promptly vanished. Later reports indicated that the courthouse exploded when a second pokemon was tried and a beam of light zoomed away from the courthouse. That seems to be indicative of the report that Officer Jenny of Ecruteak City claimed happened four months ago with a beam of light zooming away from John Brown's house just prior to it exploding. How can I be sure that I won't escape the fate of those court members?" asked the judge. Giovanni sighed.
"Because then that creature's powers weren't being repressed like they are now. Believe me, there's no way that that thing can escape. That pokemon prison is inescapable, I promise you that. You will be safe," said Giovanni. The judge groaned as if weighing his decisions.
"Fine. He will be convicted. You'd better be right about this," said the judge. Giovanni merely nodded and left with him towards the courtroom. Mewn had been busy organizing his lawyer's small amount of files into his briefcase while the lawyer continued sleeping. When the judge entered the room, Mewn continued filing, oblivious to his presence.
"Would the defendant rise," said the bailiff. Mewn finally set down the papers back in the briefcase and locked it. He stood up, his lawyer still snoozing. The judge examined his notes.
"Do to your admittance that you were going to kill Ms. Cummings and that you've obliterated pokemopolitan civilization, condemns you for a very long time. I wish we could somehow account the deaths of the Mew to shorten you sentence, but any proof, it must be regarded as circumstantial evidence," said the judge. Mewn slammed his palms onto the table and leaned forward on them..
"It wasn't circumstantial evidence, I was there!" shouted Mewn. The judge looked afraid for a moment before continuing.
"Regardless, Mewn, I hereby sentence you to life at the maximum security pokemon prison of Pokeshank, the only pokemon prison of any kind in existence. There is no hope of escape from that prison and you will be forced to work there for the rest of your miserable life," said the judge packing up his things. As the officers started towards Mewn, he faced the judge.
"May I ask you a question?" asked Mewn. The judge nodded hoping he never saw that creature again.
"How does it feel knowing that you've just condemned yourself and you descendants?" asked Mewn. The judge looked at him like he was mad.
"Why are you asking me this?" asked the judge as the cops escorted Mewn out. Mewn just shrugged.
"Because I asked a judge the same question about 300 years ago. He didn't have an answer for me and I was hoping you would. I just wanted to know your rationale behind your convictions. And I know you know what I did to him," said Mewn laughing maniacally as he was escorted out of the courtroom. The judge just turned pale white as he knew in horror that he truly was marked for death.
One month later, Pokeshank Prison: A bus rumbled into the interior courtyard of the prison and opened its doors. Several guards exited the bus with stun rods and then Mewn was escorted out with his hands and feet shackled together. The various pokemon inmates watched with mild interest at the new inmate before returning to their previous duties. An Alakazam took particular interest, but chose not to approach the individual. Mewn was then escorted into the receiving area.
"Name," asked the warden.
"Fuck you," said Mewn. One of the guards slammed his stun rod into Mewn causing him to keel over in pain.
"Ah shit. Alright, alright. It's The Legend," said Mewn standing up again. The warden sighed.
"Nice to see an English speaking pokemon again, we haven't seen one for a very long time since that Meowth came through here and was quickly enrolled into Team Rocket. Well it doesn't matter anymore because to me you no longer have a name, you're a number and that number is 781435A. It's in your best interest to not forget this number because that's how every prison worker will identify you as. Here's your standard issue prison garb. I could care less if you wear it, but the law says that I have to give it to you. That shackle on your right angle suppresses all of your powers. Should you attempt to use one of your powers, the shackle will shock you until you stop. Punishment will be dealt out accordingly based on how many times you try and use your powers. I trust you can pick up the rest of the rules on your own. I don't tolerate insubordination so don't do anything stupid. Welcome to Pokeshank," said the warden Samuel Norton. Mewn growled as he was forced out of the warden's office and into the courtyard with the other inmates. He quickly put on his prison garb as several inmates quickly surrounded him. They were several machoke, machops, and one machamp.
"Gentlemen, what can I do you for?" asked Mewn. The fighting pokemon surrounded Mewn on all sides cutting off all means of escape.
"You're new here so let me explain the rules. We rule this place and everyone in it. If we want something from you, you give it to us. Is that understood?" asked the machamp. Mewn just shrugged.
"Sure, whatever. It's not like I'll be here long," said Mewn. One of the machoke slapped his hand on the back of Mewn's skull who just ignored the blow.
"Listen shithead I don't think you do. You are now my slave so just accept it," said the machamp putting his hand on Mewn's shoulder. Mewn brushed it off.
"I don't think so. Maybe you've heard of me, I'm The Legend," said Mewn. The group laughed.
"Do you know how many pokemon have said that to me. You aren't The Legend, he doesn't exist," said machamp laughing. Mewn then slammed his fist straight into the machamps face causing him to fall over. Then the other pokemon jumped him and they all started fighting. Above them, several guards watched with mild interest.
"You wanna bet on the winner?" asked one guard to the other. The guard just shook his head.
"That's a sissy bet. Although, the white one does have spunk it's an unfair fight," said the other guard. Down on the ground, Mewn was fighting a loosing battle.
"Enough of this. Eat this," said Mewn. He began to power up for a psychic blast when the shackle detected his use of an attack and shut it down.
"Ah shit," said Mewn as the shackle's electrical shock forced him to fall over in pain where the fighting pokemon continued to beat him up.
"Let him go," said the machamp. The machamp stood up and brushed itself off.
"Maybe you won't be my slave, but you'll wish you were. You'd better watch your step because my men will always be on the lookout to beat you up when the warden isn't looking. So long, fucker," said machamp as he walked off with his men. Mewn struggled to sit up as he nursed a swollen and bloodied nose. He was also had several cuts all over his body, but they were all healable. As Mewn finally propped himself up on a wall in the courtyard, an alakazam, geodude, and a quagsire walked up to him.
"Great, more bad news. Well I can take these geniuses," thought Mewn. However, the alakazam, geodude, and quagsire just sat around him.
"How do you do? Sorry about Johnny and his lunkheads. They pick fights with every new prisoner. His threats are practically baseless although occasionally he surprises all and has an original thought. He's all muscle and no brains basically. I'm the go to guy around here so if you need anything just ask and I must likely can obtain it for you," said the alakazam.
"Why should I trust you?" asked Mewn. The alakazam shrugged.
"Because I respect you for who you truly are, The Legend. You're exploits are, no pun intended, legendary. The fact that you vowed to destroy every pokemopolitan in existence even through the descendants is impressive. Granted killing isn't, but we've all done something like that otherwise we wouldn't be here. It's that fact that you've been so resilient that causes other pokemon to take up similar monumental tasks and work until they accomplish them," said the alakazam.
"So I've become an icon? That's just great. I'm trying to distance myself from iconic status and no matter what I do, it just seems to all rebound back in my face. I don't want to be an icon, I just want to finish my vow, to kill all pokemopolitans, not be the inspirer of pokemon. Shit," said Mewn sighing. The alakazam shrugged.
"Yeah, right. Anyway, my name's Ellis Boyd Redding, but you can call me Red. This geodude here is named Rocky, and the quagsire here is Andy Dufresne. We'd like to officially welcome you to Shawshank. Like I said if you need anything, just let me know," said Red. He then got up and walked off with his posse. Mewn watched them go and nodded at the apparently kindred spirit hoping he'd have the chance to meet him again. Mewn then stood up and walked off in another direction. Mewn walked all over the base assessing structural weak points and how to escape. He then assessed wall strength and other potential ways to escape. After deciding that nothing short of a shadowball or a hyperbeam would destroy them, he gave up and began taking note of the various inmates. Then the whistle went off and everyone scrambled for the mess area. Mewn followed them from behind a distance and stood at the end of the line biding his time. He received his slop like everyone else and sat down and he was immediately surrounded by Red and his pals who sat around him.
"Why are so interested in me?" asked Mewn chewing some of the hard bread that they received. Red shrugged.
"No reason. Let's just say that we want to be friends," said Red. He tested the bread with his hands to see how pliable it was and then set it down on the table. Rocky smashed it with his fist so that it became more soft and edible.
"Look, when I get free, I'm not busting anyone out along with me," said Mewn. Red showed some shock.
"I'm offended that you think that I'd suggest such a thing. Actually, I think we all belong here for one reason or another. You know what Johnny's in here for? He and those machoke's and machanps were originally part of the fighting dojo, but their trainer trained them so hard that they tore his arms out and beat him to death with them. That rattata over there sliced over thirty people's necks before they finally caught him. The charizard over at the third table was quite the pyromaniac in his day. He was finally caught when he blew up an oil refinery and was knocked unconscious. Couple others have been in here for various crimes against humanity while still others belonged to masters who did a large amount of robberies," said Red. Mewn nodded.
"I knew about the charizard and I'd heard about the fighting dojo members death but I didn't know how it occurred. Tell me Red, you seem to know your stuff. Tell me everything you know about this prison," said Mewn eating the chow. Red sighed.
"Well if it'll make you trust me then fine. There are around 300 inmates in a prison that can hold 1,000. The larger pokemon are generally kept in their own separate area during most of the day. Other than that, I don't really know what else to say," said Red talking a swig of water.
"Are there any Onix here?" asked Mewn. Red shook his head.
"No. And even so, I don't think this facility could hold one. So, is there anything you need that I can get you?" he asked. Mewn was about to ask something when the work bell went off.
"Everyone outside to be assigned your duties," said a guard. Everyone lined up outside as the guards announced the various jobs. They posted the lists and Mewn noted that he had been paired up with Red and Co., to help with a new road. As they boarded a bus, Mewn found himself sitting next to Red.
"I take it you had something to do with this?" asked Mewn. Red chuckled.
"Yes I did. I actually have limited psychic powers at my disposal," said Red. Mewn looked at him curiously.
"You do?" he asked. Red nodded.
"My device was preset by the warden to allow me a limited use of my psychic powers. I can manipulate the guards to get what I want, but it lacks the power for me to truly escape from this place. It's the warden's way of torturing me even more by giving me just less than enough of what I need. Oh well, it's not like I want to escape, but I thought you'd want to know. You can trust me, I want to help you as much as I can," said Red.
"Why? What do you want from me? I want an honest truthful answer," said Mewn. Red sighed deeply before looking up.
"I want you to help me bring down the pokemon justice system," he said.