NegaMorph Strikes Back

Chapter 1: The Birth of a Legend

Genetic engineering, one of the most fascinating sciences known to man. For years, it has been considered simple science fiction, particularly regarding the ideas of cloning and mutants. However, genetic engineering has proven to be able to produce clones, but not the evil kind so commonly found on TV. Genetic engineering today is hardly about producing monsters, but trying to find cures for genetic diseases and malformations, nothing to truly fear.

Of course, this is only the genetic engineering that's occurring on Earth. On other planets, genetic engineering has progressed to those science-fiction levels that may people think of when they hear the word. Of course, it is normally within moderate and beneficial applications. Doing things such as creating monsters is frowned upon and not permitted with society.

That never stopped Dr. Jumba Jookiba. He had created many genetic experiments, not caring of who thought of it. In a way, Jumba's creativity had to be admired. He created over 600 hundred new species, each with its own unique abilities that are controlled by a manual that monitors their power level. A more superstitiously-inclined person might call this manual a spellbook. Relating this to nonexistent magic was complete nonsense, but it did save some convenience by not having to refer to the technical terms.

Of course, Jumba didn't just created his creations from thin air. He had to gather DNA samples from all across the galaxy and even in other galaxies. But there was one main ingredient that Jumba had that united them all. It was probably the most important discovery he had made in his life; a fossil containing DNA from a creature though by many to be extinct. While no living specimen has been observed with credible proof, it is widely reputed with containing the genetic fundamentals of all living beings within its DNA. From what could be observed of this DNA and the legend surrounding it, the creature it belonged to had an amorphous form that could take on any appearance it desired as well as being able to generate a massive amount of positive molecular energy. For this reason, its scientific name was "Posimus morphica". But it's more commonly referred to an abbreviation of its scientific name, PosiMorph.

Jumba found the fossil he found to be very useful. With it, he was able to clone himself a limitless amount of stem cells that would form the basis of his genetic experiments. However, his partner, Dr. Rupert "Jacques" von Hamsterviel, had other ideas. Jumba barely made changes to the PosiMorph stem cells before adding the other genetic templates. Hamsterviel felt that the PosiMorph DNA could be used to create more powerful creatures with a more proper modification, such as reversing its energy from positive to negative.

Jumba immediately dismissed this idea. He did not wish to devastate other worlds. He only wished to prove his superiority to his colleagues by proving he could create the strongest experiment. A simple test should suffice. Perhaps a tournament where the experiments would be pitted against each other until only the strongest one was left standing. But how to regulate it? Perhaps a secondary addition, a partner if you will, to help the experiment control their powers through the 'spellbooks'. Yes, but where to host such a tournament? Surely not on any planet in the Galactic Alliance. Fortunately, he knew of a backwater planet known for its diverse flora and fauna, as well as having somewhat-sentient beings that, while not at true space-travel stage, were intelligent enough as one can expect from their isolation from the rest of the universe. What was it again? Ah yes, Earth.

Soon afterwards, Jumba became fixated with setting up this tournament. Hamsterviel saw this a waste of time and demanded that they unleash the experiments so they could take over the galaxy. It was then that Jumba told Hamsterviel that if he wanted to rule the galaxy, he'll have to do it by himself. However, Jumba did not count on Hamsterviel taking him up on his word. Hamsterviel stole a sample of the PosiMorph stem cells and went off on his own to create the most powerful genetic experiment ever created. A genetic experiment, of which he had no idea yet, which will have a destiny that could redesign the galaxy as we know it.

Darkness, just empty darkness. Nothing to see and hear. This was all he had even known. But there was one exception. He repeatedly had visions of a small planetoid abound with greenery, natural landmarks, and a brilliant sky. And there were soft whispers through this world. 'Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here?' But this was nothing, nothing but a dream.

Doctor, look at this.

What?

It's brainwaves. They're surging!

I must see this.

Is it just a glitch?

Let's run another scan.

It's mind is racing.

A black form was stirring in a tube full of liquid, wires attached to various parts of its body. As the voices grew louder, it started to stir. A dim thought went through its head, 'Those voices.'

I hope we don't lose this one.

Five red eyes opened on the creature's face, a sixth, larger one opened on a large knob on the left side of its head, and a seventh one, with a pupil that only the sixth one also had, opened on the tip of its tail. 'They're outside.'

We can't lose this one!

'Where I must be.' The seven eyes glowed bright red and cracks appeared all over the tube. In a few seconds, the glass shattered and the liquid spilled out. The observing scientists turned and saw that the creature had awakened and was no longer attached to the wires. It was not a handsome thing, designed for power, not perfection. It even lacked a line of symmetry. On the right side of its head was a pair of ears, joined at the base. From its head grew a long antenna which had a spike on the end. It had three spikes on its right elbow and a nose on its right wrist. Its three left arms were fused at the elbow. It had three different legs, one that split below the knee into two feet, one that was like a tentacle with a three-toed foot, and a third that was metallic with a spur behind the knee. Six spins grew from its back with ripped membrane between them, giving it the appearance of wings. Five mouths was on the creature: one in its head where a mouth should be, one where its right hand should be, one at its fused left elbows, one at the end of its tail along with the eye, and a large one on its chest that was shaped like a capital 'N'.

"Contact Hamsterviel's ship," called one of the scientists, "tell him what happened."

"Not yet," said the lead scientist, Dr. Lias, "Let us first see if has developed an artificial intelligence."

"Artificial…intelligence?" asked the creature, its voice distorted and echoing coming from its fanged head-mouth.

Dr. Lias nodded in satisfaction and said, "For years, we've struggled to successfully create a genetic experiment to prove our theories. But you're the first specimen to survive."

He waved his hand towards a painting on the wall, depicting an odd slug-like blob with green gems in parts of its body. "That is PosiMorph, the rarest creature in the galaxy. From its DNA, we created you, NegaMorph."

"NegaMorph?" asked the creature, "Am I only a copy? Nothing but PosiMorph's shadow?"

"You are greater than PosiMorph," said Dr. Lias, "You have been improved, empowered by genetic engineering. We used the most advanced techniques to develop your awesome molecular energy powers and reverse its polarity from positive to negative, hence your name, an abbreviation of Negatus morphica."

"So I am simply the end result of your experiment," said NegaMorph, "What becomes of me now that your experiment is over?"

"Oh, our experiment isn't over yet. It's just beginning," said Dr. Lias, "Now the serious testing begins."

The scientists proceeded talk among themselves, discussing theories and congratulating each other on a well-done job. However, their attention should have stayed with NegaMorph and the glare that was forming on his face. 'These scientists,' he thought, 'they care nothing for me.' He looked down at his hands. Three claws on each of his left hands while only a fang-filled hole for the right one. He clinched tightly, feeling the power inside of them. 'Is that my purpose?' he thought, 'Am I just an experiment? A laboratory specimen? This cannot be my destiny!'

Suddenly, an aura of red energy surrounded him as his eyes glowed bright red. Then the other glass tubes in the lab started cracking and shattering. This immediately stopped the scientists' discussions. With a wave of his arms, NegaMorph sent the energy field around him outwards, knocking the scientists aside and damaging the machinery. Several robotic arms reached out to seize him, but an energy wave destroyed them before they could make it half way. Then NegaMorph turned his glared upon the walls, sending waves of destructive molecular energy towards them and creating explosions. The scientists were unable to escape the explosions and soon all of them were consumed in the flames created. All except one. Dr. Lias was sitting on the floor, watching NegaMorph part the flames with his energy field. "We dreamed of creating the galaxy's strongest genetic experiment," he said, "And we've succeeded." Then NegaMorph let out one last energy wave, a large one that completely obliterated the lab.

Once the metal walls were down, NegaMorph could see he was on an island in the middle of a blue sea. NegaMorph looked at the burning ruins around him. Everything was ablaze, except for the painting of PosiMorph, whose glass was only cracked. Then NegaMorph said, "Behold my powers. I am the strongest genetic experiment in the galaxy. Stronger even than PosiMorph."

Then a sound caught his ears. He turned and saw a spaceship landing nearby. He watched as the boarding ramp lowered and a small alien stepped out. It was a rodent-like creature with white fur, red eyes, and a red cape held together at its neck with a yellow 'H'. "Those fools thought you were a science experiment," said the alien, "But I, I see you as a valuable partner."

NegaMorph narrowed his eyes. "Partner?" he asked.

The alien nodded and said, "With your negative molecular powers and my resources, together we can control the galaxy."

"I don't need your help for that, gerbil," said NegaMorph.

"I am not gerbil-like, I am hamster-like!" shouted the alien. But then he got control of himself and said, "A wildfire destroys everything in its path. It will be the same with your powers unless you learn to control them. I can help you do that."

"How?" asked NegaMorph.

"Trust me, and I will show you a way to focus your powers that will make you invincible."

NegaMorph regarded the small alien and his ship before saying, "Show me." A light chuckle and a smile appeared on the face of Dr. Hamsterviel.

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At Hamsterviel's personal lab, NegaMorph was being outfitted by his machines. Mechanical arms placed cybernetic armor on NegaMorph's body, which clamped into place. Soon, NegaMorph was completely coated in armor, except for his hands, feet, and tail. "What is this?" demanded NegaMorph, "You said this armor will protect my body, but it's reppressing my powers."

"You're powers aren't being repressed, they're being focused," said Hamsterviel, "Your armor allows you concentrate your molecular powers similar to the spells Jumba's experiments use. Unlike them, you do not need a spellbook held by someone else to unlock them. You do not require a human partner, like those experiments require for their silly tournament of theirs on Hawaii. Learn to use them to accomplish your purpose."

"What is that?" asked NegaMorph.

"Patience, my friend," said Hamsterviel, "your purpose will become clear."

Then an elevator door opened up and NegaMorph stepped into it. He was lifted up through several floors until the elevator became a lift into a large arena. Glaring at him from the other side of it was a humongous Emperor Asteroid Worm. Hamsterviel was watching above from a balcony. He snapped his fingers, signaling the start of the match.

The Asteroid Worm lunged at NegaMorph, its large mouth waiting to bite him to bits. However, it was only behaving on simple instincts. NegaMorph's mind was far superior than that of the worm's. With putting very little thought into it, NegaMorph leaped upwards and punched the worm on the underside of its jaw. The blow sent the worm flying back where it crashed against the wall of the arena. 'So, this is my power,' thought NegaMorph.

Then another door opened and a herd of Pyroxivores charged out. NegaMorph waved his hands at the ground and it rippled with a wave of energy towards the Pyroxivores. When it reached them, it sent the herd flying high. 'I am in control now,' thought NegaMorph.

Then a door opened and a male Uxorite appeared. His eyes glowed bright pink as his tentacles moved forward to focus his telekinetic powers. NegaMorph returned the Uxorite's stare and will his mind against his. The Uxorite's tentacles tied themselves in knots before he was flung backwards, completely disorientated from the assault on his brain.

Then a Megawhatt was released and it sent several lightning bolts at NegaMorph. NegaMorph deflected the lightning bolts and responded with his own lightning, made of negative molecular energy. The blast fried the Megawhatt and knocked it out.

Finally, a Vulpimancer and a Vaxasaurian were released. Both of them charged at NegaMorph. NegaMorph exerted his molecular energy into the shadows and caused them to lift off their surfaces. The shadows grabbed the Vulpimancer and the Vexasaurian and lifted them high into the air. While pleased with the great power he possessed, one question nagged at NegaMorph's mind, 'But why am I here?'

Later, after several other battles, NegaMorph was returned to the lab so his armor may recharge. While it recharged, NegaMorph was lost in thought. "Now I fully perceive my power," he said to himself, "But what is my purpose?"

Then footsteps above directed NegaMorph's attention to the balcony above him. He looked up to see Hamsterviel staring down at him. "To serve your master," said Hamsterviel, "You were created to fight for me. That is your purpose."

"That cannot be," said NegaMorph, his voice filled with both disbelief and anger, "You said we were partners. We stood as equals."

Hamsterviel laughed and said, "You, my partner? You are a synthetic being created by my genius. You were created by me to obey me. You can never be the equal of a true species."

NegaMorph glared and said, "Your science may have created me, but you will never enslave me. This cannot be my destiny!" Suddenly, the wires connected to NegaMorph's armor started snapping apart.

"What are you doing?" demanded Hamsterviel, "Stop this at once!"

"I was not born into this universe, I was created," said NegaMorph as the wires and shackles of the machine attached to his armor shattered, "And my creators have used and betrayed me! So, I STAND ALONE!!" Then waves of negative energy spread out from NegaMorph and started damaging the machines around him. Hamsterviel quickly fled the lab while he still could. In a few more seconds, another large energy wave blasted the lab to smithereens.

However, NegaMorph was not harmed from that blast. He flew out there, propelled by his own power. As he flew, pieces of his armor fell off his body. He flew from Hamsterviel's top secret facility in South America over across the Pacific Ocean. Anyone watching would have thought it was some sort of red comet zipping past.

Eventually, NegaMorph came to the island where he was created on. The flames had long since died out, but the ruins still remained. He landed on a clear place, not far from the painting of PosiMorph still lay on the ground. He reached up and took off his helmet, the one piece of armor that remained on his body. He discarded it onto the ground with the rest of the scrap metal. NegaMorph looked around him and asked himself, "Who am I? What is my true reason for being?" As he pondered these questions, the memories of his creators' betrayal and inconsideration towards his independence filled him with anger. "I will find my own purpose and purge this planet of all who oppose me, natural and experimental alike. The world will heed my warning. The reign of NegaMorph will soon begin."

There's the first chapter of a new story. As you can see, this story is a parody of Pokemon: The First Movie and is based in Kioko the Pirate's Tejina Chronicles universe. It will also borrow some elements from ngrey651's Altered Fates story. I was planning on making this story my Halloween fic, but due to time constrants, I'm only able to start now. But I should be able to update this fic rapidly. So be alert for the next chapter and please review.