SU here. Just a little angsty Deoxys drabble. Pretty short, actually.

As my life is artificial, made not from blood, but dust and fire, all think I am an emotionless void. I am merely a being of blank life, merely a set of numbers and plasmic shape. Some think of me as a tool, others an enemy. You once staked out for my destruction and still think of me in disgust.

I am a falling star. I fell from the black expanse of space, plummeted from floating time to this place of hate and anger. And, such a place, which was made of life and prosperity, the blue dot in a land of fire and darkness, was pushed towards my death. I was foreign.

One can't kill something that was never living. That is what is believed, and as you tried to incinerate me to nothing, to dust, I realized that I did not belong. Here, there, above, below. I belonged no where, I was meant not even to exist. I was a curse.

I am alien. I am filth. Impure filth.

I. Should. Not. Feel.

Filth does not feel. Thinks made of nothing should not be granted the blessing of emotion. Only those of true existence, only those that truly live can.

But still... I do.

The same one that tried, you, who wanted me dead, gone, was the one that sent my mind in circles, that made me feel like the stars above, the moon, the sun. Made me feel like the label I have been given. Important, guardian of the above.

Mew gave me the mark of legendary, she made me one of you. For what, I will never know. The others argued against it, even Jirachi, whom was the most docile and accepting of you all. And there was you, at the front lines, roaring your disapproval.

How can you call this-this, thing a legendary, Mew? Are you mad?

... I am... a thing.

And even though my shell was empty, flat, blank, below, in my center, I was in pain. I wanted to be accepted, but more than anything, I wanted to be accepted by you. I wanted your gold eyes not to be filled with hate when your gaze fell upon me, but understanding and love. I wanted you to realize that I was not a thing, but a being, one that could feel, that could do more than destroy.

I want.

But I know I can't have.

So, yeah. R&R! And ideas/ requests are always welcome, I'm running out of ideas; SU over and out!