Chapter 1: Unable to Return Home
Pain. Searing, crushing, pain. That was all the boy felt at the moment. Blackness was all he saw, the memories right before his left eye was taken from him. The eye that he gave away as a present to his teammate because he had yet to give him one and it was all he could give because his right side was crushed by that giant bolder. Who knew that the boy would die like this, alone, with no one around, all his precious people had to leave him behind because he was behind enemy lines and they needed to get away quickly.
So this is what death is like, thought the young Konoha shinobi as he lay there underneath the bolder, his consciousness slipping from his weak grasp. The last thing he felt was warmth before he slipped in unconsciousness.
When the young boy woke up in a bright room on a soft mattress.
"Wh-where am I?" the boy asked to no one confused as to why he was here, "Am I dead?"
"You're awake! Finally! I thought you were going to sleep forever!" yelled a high pitched voice that was in the Konoha shinobi's face. Startled the boy yelped,
"Ah! Where are you?! Are you a ghost?!"
"I'm not ghost silly." The voice giggled, then with a realization, "Oh, that's right you can't see me right now. Is this better?" asked the girlish voice as a small pink floating cat appeared in front of the shinobi's face startling him even further.
"AAAAAHHHH! What are you?!"
"I am Mew, and I am a Pokémon you silly swanna." Giggled Mew, confused the injured shinobi tentatively asked,
"What's a Pokémon?"
"A Pokémon is a creature such as me, although I think you would compare us to your animals on your continent. However unlike your animals we are sentient like your summon creatures." Replied Mew as she floated to the door, "Follow me, Arceus would like to see you."
"But, I can't. I don't have my right leg." The shinobi replied with sadness lacing his words. Mew looked confused for a second and flew back to the bed ridden boy,
"Are you sure? Because that looks like a leg to me, same with the arm," pointing to the individual limbs with her tail in the process. With a cautious left hand the boy touched his right leg and right arm, making sure that what the floating pink cat was saying was true. Sure enough they were both real, with these strong emotions at work he started to tear up. With his other surprise being that his left eye was back to.
"Wha- why is my left eye here? I gave this to Kakashi before, before—"he trailed off.
"That is something that Xerneas will explain to you when we meet him, follow me please." Replied Mew as she once again flew to the door waiting for the young shinobi to get out of bed and stand on his new leg. Not thinking of anything else he pushed himself up into a sitting position and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. Taking a few deep breathes to prepare himself to stand on both feet again; he pushed off the bed and stood up. He wobbled a bit from probably laying in the bed for who knows how long before waking up in this strange room.
Taking a few shaky steps to the door where Mew was waiting and followed Mew out the door and down the hallway. It took a few stumbles and wall hugging before he got a rhythm for walking again and smoothly followed behind the happy, giggly cat like Pokémon as she did small summersaults in the air. The boy took this time to quietly observe the hallway; it had paintings of other magnificent creatures that he could only guess were Pokémon as well. The paintings ranged from spectacular battles before giant Pokémon and mundane life of the average person.
While he was admiring the works of art he bumped into Mew when she had stopped abruptly in front of a giant ornate door that had four spheres etched into it depicting four Pokémon. "Arceus is in there, he wants to talk with you in private so I'll see you around Obito." Mew said as she started to float away from the door in the opposite direction.
Stunned Obito could only stutter, "Wha? H-how did you know my name? I never gave it to you."
Mew turned around and gave a knowing smile; "I'm a psychic type." was the simple answer as she once again turned invisible and flew away, leaving the flustered boy behind to open the door to Arceus. Tucking his confusion away for the moment Obito steeled his resolve and pushed the gigantic doors open only to enter a spectacular room. The room looked like the cosmos, galaxies and stars littering the space. It was so beautiful that Obito could only walk in slacked jawed at what he was seeing. But when he looked into the center of the room there stood an impressive white deer like creature with a sort of golden halo around its middle.
"I see that you are finally awake young Obito." Came the deep regal voice of what Obito could only assume to be Arceus.
"Uh, yeah, but why am I here? Why am I alive? The last thing I remember was dying during my mission." Obito asked, still confused as to how he was alive at all, and because having one side of your body completely crushed by a giant bolder that somehow missed the right side of the face. Arceus could only chuckle at his statement,
"No you were not dead, not yet anyway. If I would not have intervened then you surely would have died. In fact if Xerneas did not spend so much time healing you then Yveltal surely would have taken you to the Underworld."
"Xerneas? Yveltal? Who are they?"
"Xerneas is the Pokémon of Life and Yveltal is the Pokémon of Destruction, together they keep the balance of life and death. But enough about that, as it stands I am sending you beyond the barrier that I, Xerneas and Yveltal put up around your part of this world." Arceus said becoming serious as he said this.
"Send me, send me away? Why?! I want to go home! I want to see Bakashi, Rin, and Minato-sensei again!" shouted Obito in indignation at not getting a choice.
Arceus gained a look of cold anger at Obito's words, "This is not about what you want Child, this about the fate of world."
"I don't care! I want to go home to Konoha, so send me back!" demanded Obito as his anger started to flare and his Sharingan activated his left eye with two tomoe and the right with one.
"ENOUGH!" shouted Arceus tired of Obito's tantrum, the effect was immediate in Obito shutting up and staring wide eyed at the massive god like Pokémon standing in front of him. "I would have given you the choice to go back to your homeland if I could. But there are forces there that were and are waiting to take advantage of you, Obito Uchiha." Arceus stated in a steely voice that had the young 13 year old frozen on the spot.
"Wh-what do you mean?" squeaked Obito trying to find his voice after being reprimanded.
Arceus gave a small sigh and turned away from the boy that stood in front of him and looked into the cosmic mess that surrounded them, "There is a man in your continent that planned on using you to fulfill his despicable dream that his decrepit self cannot achieve. He should have died decades ago and yet he still defies Yveltal by using something that was not his to continue to survive." Arceus pauses for a minute leaving the young Uchiha to want the god like Pokémon to continue.
"Why can't you just get rid of him then? You know like, smite him where he stands." Suggested Obito in his naïveté.
"It is not that simple young Uchiha, we Mythical and Legendary Pokémon cannot interfere with the lives of mortals unless absolutely necessary. We are only supposed to guard and watch over you mortals while you try to find your way through your lives. This situation should never have happened in the first place, but it could not be helped. To help the majority we had to take you from your sealed off continent and will have to send you beyond the Barrier into the Regions outside your continent."
"What do you mean by use me?"
"According to Dialga you would have been tortured in the mind to break you so that you would follow in that old man's footsteps and take over his plan when he, what's that phrase that mortals use? Oh yes, kick the bucket. Essentially you would have been his slave."
Obito was silent for minutes trying to process the amount of information that the god like being in front of him had given him. The fact that he was not allowed to return home was a hard enough pill to swallow, but also being told that he would have been a slave to whoever Arceus seemed to despise was enough to make Obito actually think.
"If, if I go with what you have said then, then what would happen to my home? To my friends?" asked Obito softly as he looked down at his feet.
Arceus' voice softened at Obito's question knowing that that would have been his number one concern, "They will be safe, although," Obito looked up with tears forming in his eyes, "You being away may stop how he originally goes about his plan, taking you away will hopefully deter him until he dies."
The tears that had been forming in Obito's obsidian eyes finally spilled over falling down his face in rivers.
"So this means that I will never see them again in order to protect them?" Obito asked choking up towards the end of his sentence.
Arceus shook his head lightly as he gained a calming aura about him, "No, you will see them again but it may take some time. But think of it this way the next time you see them you can tell them all about your adventures and how strong you are." Soothed the ancient god like Pokémon.
This brought a smile to Obito's tear stained face and the young teen gave a slight nod.
"You may leave Obito, I will let you rest tonight and tomorrow I will send you away. There will be someone waiting for you outside to take you to the dining hall for something to eat." Instructed Arceus as Obito turned and left the cosmic like room.
