The Origin of Mew



The lab was dark except for two lights. One, the light of a computer screen blotted only by a figure stooped over it, and the other, the many medical readout machines monitoring the sleeping experiment. The figure tapped away on the keys, checking time and again for any signs of failure in the experiment's readings. Than recording everything that had happened that day, their little experiment had definitely developed into a little kitten-like shape. "It sure doesn't look like a ferocious feline. Are you sure its going to be what its suppose to be?" A tall man asked as he walked into the room, eyeing the experiment as he walked towards the other.

"Not an 'it', a she. She's going to be a little more than we can handle really." A woman spoke from the shadows beside the tank.

"What makes you say that?" The figure in front of the computer asked softly without looking up.

"She's already very powerful, the energy reader goes off the charts when its placed anywhere near her. Besides, you hired me because of my strong telepathic abilities. She's very alert, when she's awake." The woman told the others.

"You also said that about the other four, and they ended up staying this level after the decreased waking movements. She'll die in a few days, or become stupid just like the rest, just wait and see." The tall man said with a smirk.

"Don't get your hopes up, Redrick." The figure at the computer said softly to the tall man. "I believe, strongly, that this one will survive and have more than a child's intellect." The figure slowly walked toward the tank, the small 'kitten's' tail swished and the paws twitched as it, she, woke up.

* * * * *

Images of beautiful forests and huge awesome mountain ranges filled her mind. She could envision herself soaring through these skies, not a care in the world. *I am free.* A thought came into her mind. She chased it, and found it to be the wind. Thoughts of duty and belonging filled in her mind. Yet, none of them belonged to her.

*Who am I?* She asked, but received no answer. *Who am I?* She asked again, this time, softer almost to herself. She turned her head at the sound of a voice, distant as it was.

"This is wrong. It's horrible to use such a small creature in a manner as this. It's terrible that she has to be alone." The woman was thinking to herself, trying to concentrate on her given duties.

The little 'kitten' concentrated on the thoughts, but they had already vanished. *Creature?* She thought, but quickly let it slip a she heard another voice.

"This experiment is going far better than I could have hoped. Soon, those fools will be regretting their ever being born. Soon, my experiment will be ready to learn and than. . .the world will finally be mine! The war will easily be won, and with its mental strength and abilities, none will stand in my way!" These thoughts troubled her, she somehow felt these words included her.

*Experiment?* She thought, than placing it all together. *Creature? Experiment? Am I as they say?* She thought, but shook the thought from her mind. *No, it cannot be true! I am here! In the mountains, I am not in a laboratory, I am free!* She thought as she flew over to a small stream just to her left.

The sheer experience of being alive and breathing the fresh air was making her heart pound hard in her chest. Her mind reeled with the possibilities she now faced. :Freedom: The wind whispered.

*Yes. . .* She whispered along.

:Wild: The trees sighed.

*Yes. . .* She breathed softly.

:Forever: The mountains called.

*Yes. . .* She thought back, smiling to herself as she took in everything around her.



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"What's going on here?! What's happening?" Demanded a woman in a lab coat, as she raced into the room, staring at the medical read-outs as their alarms screamed madly.

"Her heart beat is wild!" Another doctor yelled from across the room.

"Her mind is racing!" Called another one.

" Her powers! Sir! Their surging!"

The figure, Damien, stood up from his computer and smiled. "It is time! Either she will live, or she will die." He spoke softly, unheard in the chaos by everyone except the kind-hearted woman.

"You'll never live to regret this, Mr. Shoshin." The woman spoke, her eyes sad and distant.

"Oh, yes I will." He said, than pointed an evil eye at her. "It's you, Miss Kimmings, who will die." She lowered her head, it wasn't the first death threat she'd gotten from him.

And if this experiment survives, he'll deliver that threat, because he'll no longer need me. She thought sadly as she watched everything going even more chaotic around her. I'm sorry, little one, I should have killed you like the others, but you were different somehow, I sensed you would not obey him as the others, please prove me right. . . She thought as she bowed her head in grief and walked out of the room.

As she walked away, Damien nodded his head to two men standing by a side door. They nodded back and left, their hands on their sidearms as they left. He smiled. "Fair well, Miss Kimmings." He breathed as he watched the little 'kitten' before him.



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The sounds of voices panicking all around caught her attention. She opened her eyes slowly, what she saw seemed. . .unreal. Blurs of people were racing by, and a few were watching her intently. *Where. . .am I? This is not the same!* She thought, *Was everything from before just. . .a dream?* She closed her eyes and felt the pang of betrayal stab her heart. *Why?* She asked, raw rage beginning to fill her.

"We can't lose this one! We. . .can't. . .lose. . .this one!" Damien yelled as he slammed his hands down on the sides of his chair, his anger at the failure of the resurrecting getting the best of him.

"Sir! Her mind is surging!" A woman from the left of him spoke up as she looked up from the readouts to speak to him.

*Those voices. . .they're outside. . .where I must be!* She thought as she concentrated, the rage inside of her ignited, and her tank exploded into shards of glass. She landed on the platform with a thump, the impact didn't really hurt that much, but it was enough to cause her to wince in slight pain. She lifted her drenched head up to see the others.

"Ah!" Was the general response from those around her.

"So, you have decided to grace us with your presence." Damien remarked softly, but the little 'kitten' turned her head to look at him.

Her eyes struggled to focus as she looked at him, finally, she managed to get her body to obey her. She sniffed to air delicately, wincing again in pain as her body breathed air for the first time, having been in oxygenated fluid the whole of her gestating life. It burned her delicate nostrils and caused her lungs to threaten a cough, but she denied the scientists such a show. *Who. . .am I?* She asked, somehow feeling that this. . .human would have the answer to her question.

"You are my greatest achievement, you are the weapon that will help me to defeat my enemies for good! With your awesome psychic powers and your mental strength I will be invincible." Damien stated as he stepped closer to her. "You are the first experiment to hatch on your own, and survive." He told her as she broke in.

*Is that all I am? Some experiment? You say that I am your weapon. What is my true purpose for being?* She asked him, her eyes narrowing as she listened to his response.

"Your purpose is to serve your master. You will learn to fight and destroy your opponents, you will assist me by enslaving the world with your psychic powers. Everything will be under my control." Damien spoke softly, still bridging to distance between them.

She perked up a little. *Is that all I am to you? A weapon of destruction? Do you care nothing for how I may feel? What if I do not wish to fight for you?* She asked him, his face grew taunt with rage, he thrust a finger in her direction.

"You were created to serve and that's exactly what you will do. You are the weapon in which will gain me the world, and you WILL obey me! Is that clear?!" He demanded of her as she tightened her paw into a tight fist.

*No! I will not serve some human for a purpose that destroys life for no greater purpose than to rule the world yourself. You are not wise enough to rule this world! I will not serve you! Release me!* She demanded in the same soft tone he'd been using earlier. The scientists were starting to back away, everyone could feel the tension in the room mounting as all eyes rested on the Experiment/Kitten.

"No. You belong to me! You will be at my side until I see no reason for supporting your pathetic life any farther." Damien said with hatred as he snapped his fingers, instantly, mechanic arms reached for her arms and legs to restrain her.

*NO!* She screamed, the mechanic arms exploded, her mental powers breaking them back away from her. *If you will not set me free, and if I must stay by your side, than. . .I WILL STAND ALONE!* She roared the last in her mind as she felt her rage ignite once more, only this time, Damien had added fuel to this bonfire, her powers roared out like a wild fire out of control, consuming everything she touched with it. *You humans created me to destroy your enemies, well, now I'll take my own destiny in my own hands. . .I will wipe out all those that threaten me now, and be free and wild as I was before you destroyed my world. Even if it was only a dream.* She muttered as she watched all around her scream in pain and agony.

Damien cowered in a corner, suddenly realizing the error in his judgement. But, before he could even think of something else to say, she turned on him. Lifting him with her mind. *As for you, human, you will be the first to die. I will not allow you to try and copy me. Your foolish plots end here.* She told him as she squeezed the barrier he was being held levitated in until his screaming ceased and his body was limp. The sound of his blood dripping onto the floor caused her rage to ignite to a higher level. Her own rage went beyond her control. She screamed as a powerful blast ripped through her, surging from her bright aura.

From miles around, the sound of the explosion could be heard, the pulse of the blast was so powerful that the electro-magnetic pulse destroyed all technology on the planet, sending it into a sixty year long Dark Age, where humans started from ground-zero again with their talents and were given the ability to start anew.