"The Ultimate Predacyte"
By: Soniclove
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Tokyo Mew Mew (Mew Mew Power) or any of it's characters! I do, however, own the idea of the events in this story!
(Author's note: Yes, I know I spelled 'kitty kat' wrong, but I did that on purpose, because that's how Dren says it. I'm sorry for any spelling errors in the story!)
"Bravo! Bravo! I must say, kitty kat, I'm rather impressed you defeated that predacyte so quickly." a figure trilled softly from up on a tree branch.
"I don't want your applause! I want you to leave Earth alone!" Zoey panted in a protective stance. She was a little winded, but obviously not ready to give up yet.
The figure's yellow eyes sparkled mischieviously. "Oh? Still a little feisty, I see. Maybe it's time to bring in a new little playmate? Wait, let's make that a not-so-little playmate! Let's see how you deal with this, dear!" the voice cackled.
A blue light flashed, spreading along the ground like wildfire. It twisted and turned until it finally trailed up a tree's trunk and vanished.
"Was that supposed to impress me?" Zoey mocked irritably. "Ahahaha! No... but this is!" the voice replied smugly, as the tree fell over to reveal a giant, rusty-brown beetle the size of a school bus.
The beetle hissed and snapped its pinscers menacingly. "So, how do you like it, hmm? Impressed?" Zoey was silent, a blank expression on her face. "Ahahahaha! You're so impressed, you're speechless! I knew you would be... it's not that often that you come across such a prowess as talented as me!" "No, it's not that I'm impressed... it's just that... I HATE BUGS!" Zoey squealed. "Aww... that's such a pity... he really seems to have taken a liking to you!" sang the voice in a careless tone, "Now, whadda ya' say the two of you have a nice little tussle? Sounds like fun, right kitty kat?"
"Tussle? Me? - and- and that thing?!" "Only if you want to save this precious little 'Earth' of yours... but, you wouldn't want to touch some ooky, slimy bug, would you? No... that's way beyond your limit!"
"Grrr... you, you shut up!" Zoey spat at the shadowy figure. "Those are fighting words right there, Zoey... you hurt me, you hurt me real deep!" the voice said in a fake tone of hurt.
"Good! And this should hurt you real deep, too!" Zoey yelled, raising a strangely-shaped object, "Strawberry Bell!"
The pink beam shot up through the air, right at the tree the figure was perched in. Once hit by the beam, the tree crashed with a loud boom.
The figure was now revealed to be a skinny, teenage, pale boy with long, black locks of hair, pointy ears, and small, sharp fangs. He wore a dark shirt that exposed his stomach, a ribbon-like object coiled around in the air. The boy was now floating comfortably in mid-air, his legs criss-crossed.
"Huh... must we go through this every time?" the boy sighed dully, darting to the left a little so he was safely out of the way of the light beam. "We wouldn't have to do this if you hadn't started messing with us in the first place!" The boy shrugged. "Hey, I'm not the one who took over our planet while we were gone for a while!"
Zoey narrowed her lavender eyes and pinned her black cat ears against her head. "We didn't take over anything! We have as much right to Earth as you do!" "Oh, on the contrary, my little buttercup. We were living here way before you humans came along. It's only fair that we take back what is rightfully ours! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm getting rather tired of sitting here and talking, so let's get some action! Attack, my predacyte!"
The beetle screeched in agreement and charged forward at an astonishingly fast speed. Zoey yelped and dodged it at the last second.
"My, my! We've been practicing our dodging skills, haven't we? Too bad, they're obviously not good enough!" "Wha-?!" Zoey gasped, as she was blasted forward from behind by the beetle predacyte.
The boy casually floated aside a little, as Zoey flew forward to hit a tree face-first. "Ooh... that's gotta smart..." he mocked, raising and eyebrow a little.
"...DREN-!!" Zoey roared, still slammed against the tree. "Aww... that's so sweet! You're calling my name in annoyance. What's the matter? Is my predacyte playing a little too rough?" 'Uh oh... angry Zoey alert! Angry Zoey alert!' the pink "powderpuff" known as Minimew announced worredly.
"'Angry Zoey alert! Angry Zoey alert!' Why don't you put a sock in it, little feather duster?" Dren taunted in an annoying voice. "YOU LEAVE MINIMEW ALONE!" Zoey screamed, spinning around, her face red with fury. "Or what? You're going to dust me to death? I'm trembling with fear!"
"Rose Bell! Full Power!" called Zoey, her voice echoing as a small, wing-like pendant attached to her Strawberry Bell.
In one hit, the predacyte was gone, and a tiny, jellyfish-like object was released into the air. 'Yay! Lunchtime!' Minimew cheered, as it swallowed the creature whole.
"Hmm... that seems to be my cue to exit stage left! Tata for now, kitten!" Dren sang, as he disappeared into thin air.
"Wait! Come back here! Ooh... when I get my hands on him, I'll-"
"Zoey!" a familiar voice called out. Zoey turned around to see Corina, Bridget, Kiki, and Renee running torwards her. "Oh, hi guys!" The four mewmews stopped in front of Zoey.
"We heard about you and Dren fighting! Where is he?" Bridget asked, looking around. "Oh, I kicked his butt a long time ago!" Zoey bragged, a smug look on her face. "Yeah, sure you did..." Corina mumbled suspiciously. "What do you mean by that?!" "I mean there's a scratch on your face." Corina replied. "Huh?!" Zoey squeaked. "Yeah, there's one on your forehead." Renee said, pointing just below Zoey's bangs. "Oh, this thing?! It's nothing, really!" Zoey assured them, covering the scratch with her gloved hand. "Oh, really? Then why is it glowing?" Renee and Corina asked at the same time. "Ooh! It's pretty!" Kiki squealed excitedly. "G-glowing?" Zoey panicked.
-Back at Cafe' Mewmew-
Wesley frowned and shook his head. Elliot looked at him with concern. "Well, what is it?" Wesley turned to him. "It's not good... the scratch is infected with some sort of virus." "A virus? What do you mean?" Bridget asked. " What kind of virus?" Renee questioned. "Tell us! Tell us!" urged Kiki, getting so excited that her monkey ears popped out. "Kiki, your ears..." Corina whispered to the younger girl. "Oh! Whoops! I guess I got over-excited!" she giggled, pressing down on her ears.
"Well, I can't be sure what the virus is or what's causing it, but I do have a theory." Wesley started, "My theory is that when Zoey slammed into that tree, she recieved the scratch-" "Ugh... don't remind me..." Zoey mumbled, her tail drooping a little and her ears flattening. "Shhh!" Corina hissed at Zoey, holding a finger to her mouth, "Don't you wanna know what's wrong with your face?!" Zoey frowned. "Well, you don't have to say it that way..."
"-anyways, I believe that Dren secretly infected that tree with a predacyte..." "How would that affect Zoey?" Kiki interrupted. "Shush! He's getting there!" Renee said. "-and when Zoey crashed into the tree, she was infected by the predacyte..." "...so, does that mean Zoey could transform into one of those strange human predacytes any second now?!" Elliot asked with a strange tone in his voice. "Mmhm... possibly. I'm not one-hundred percent sure, though. It's just a theory... but- I'm sorry, Zoey... we may have to put you in quarantine..." "Oh, great... that's just typical..." Zoey sighed, "Now I'll be even more of a freak than I am already!"
"Chlorine? What's that?" Kiki asked curiously. "No, you mean quarantine." Corina corrected. "It's when you're locked up away from others." Bridget answered sadly. "Locked up away from others? But... that would make Zoey all lonely..." Kiki said sadly. Welsey nodded. "Perhaps, but it's the only way to keep everyone safe; including Zoey."
-On the roof of Cafe' Mewmew-
"I never knew this was here... what is this place?" Zoey asked, looking around the clear, dome-like room. "You never noticed it, because it's invisible. It's been on the top of Cafe' Mewmew ever since you arrived." Elliot explained, " Wesley and I had both hoped we'd never have to use this room, but we decided to keep it for precautions in case anything like this ever happened." "Whoa... talk about thinking ahead..." Zoey gawked. "-and the best part of it is that it's 'alien proof'." "'Alien Proof'?" "That's right! There's no way that any aliens could get in! Including Dren." "No way! Really?" "Uh-huh." Elliot replied. 'I have to get myself in quarantine more often...' Zoey thought to herself.
"I'm sorry it's not very comfortable, but we couldn't place any furniture inside it, or the dome could be seen easily from above." "But, if that's the case... how could furniture be spotted and not me?" "Well, the dome makes anyone inside it invisible, too. It works on all living objects, but not inanimate ones." Elliot explained. "Okay! Got it!" Zoey said, "But, does that mean I can't keep Minimew with me?" "... I'm sorry, Zoey. Minimew will be spending the night with me." Elliot frowned, taking Zoey's keychain. "Oh... okay." Zoey sighed sadly. "... Well, I hope you have a good night, Zoey." Elliot said, nearing the steel door, "Sweet dreams." "Night." Zoey said in a small voice.
-Somewhere in Tokyo-
"Ahahahaha! It's perfect! I've got my own legion of predacytes! Now, I won't even have to lift a finger at those pesky little mewmews!" Dren cackled in a proud tone, "Am I good or am I good?... Speaking of the mewmews... where is Zoey? She normally would've shown up by now, along with all of her annoying little friends... Hmm... it's not really fun to threaten the world without a captive audience... Haha! Look at me! I'm actually missing that meddlesome kitty kat! This can't be good for my health... I guess I should find her, so I can work happily. But where to look?... I could start by checking at that poor excuse for a secret base. Although, the sight of it sickens me. I mean, how much pink can one building have? No matter... I'm coming to find you, kitty kat! We're playing hide-and-seek, and it looks like I'm it!"
-At Cafe' Mewmew-
"Okay, there's that putrid building... now I just have to find my feline friend! Preferably before I get a headache...!" Dren scowled, blinking furiously at the pinkness of Cafe' Mewmew.
Dren landed softly on the front stairs of the cafe' and peered in the window. "Knock, knock! Anyone home?" he asked in a hasty tone. When no one answered, Dren backed up and launched himself into the air once more to peek in all of the other windows.
"Perfect! Everyone's as snug as a bug in their beds! Now's my chance to search for Zoey! I'll just land on the roof, and- oof! What tha'?! What kind of idiot would put a wall here?! That's the stupidest thing I've ever-!" Dren yelled, but then he froze. "Hmm... so there's an invisible wall at the top of Cafe' Mewmew? Interesting... hmhmhmhmhm!" he cackled, "-and invisible walls mean invisible rooms! I think I've just hit the jackpot! Now, let's see what makes this wall tick!"
A glowing orb formed in each of Dren's palms. "Say goodbye!" Dren yelled, throwing the orbs at the wall, causing a small explosion.
But, when the fog cleared, the wall was still there. "What?! No way! Overpowered by something as simple as a wall?! No problem, like any great villian, I have a backup plan! Resort to plan B! Predacytes, attack!" Dren ordered, as a horde of predacytes slammed into the invisible wall.
As quickly as they were made, the predacytes began to disappear upon collision. "No! How can it be? All of my precious predacytes..."
Dren floated forward and laid his palm on the invisible wall. "I can't believe it's still there... stupid human technology! I'll show them who's the superior race!" he screamed, kicking the wall as hard as possible.
This time, the wall caved underfoot. "Huh? Ahahaha! I knew it would come to its senses! Wait... what is that there, curled up in a ball? Why, it's none other than miss goody-two-shoes! I better go greet her! What better a way to wake up than a smooch?" Dren snickered impishly, "I'm coming, sweetums!"
-Zoey's Point of View-
'Oh, Mark! He's such a good kisser!' Zoey thought dreamily through her unconscious mind. 'A little too good of a kisser... why is it lasting so long? Is this really a dream?'
Zoey opened her eyes to see an evil-looking face. "Huh?! You're not Mark!" Zoey squealed, pushing herself back hastily. "Oh, really? Whatever would give you that idea, kitty kat?" Dren said in an amused voice. "Eeew! Gross! Gross! Gross!" Zoey yelped, wiping her mouth on her arm franticly.
"What's a matter, sunshine? You didn't like my kiss? You know how that makes me feel!" "Hyah!" Zoey hissed, clawing Dren's cheek. Dren touched his cheek softly and stared at the small amount of blood on his hand, as if in shock. An evil look came over his eyes, and his lips curled into a devilish smile.
"Zoey, Zoey, my dear Zoey... To think I came here, all the way, to see you. I meant you no harm. I simply wanted to grace you with a kiss! If this is how you respond to a good deed, then let's see how you respond to a bad one...-" Dren sang nonchalantly, his hands behind his head, as he appeared to pace back and forth in thin air, "I really don't want to do this- but you've left me no choice. This will truly be a horrific scene to watch; unable to control yourself from destroying your friends with your own two hands... come to think of it, why don't we throw in lover-boy, too?" "What?! I would never destroy my friends or Mark! What are you saying?!" "I'm saying... Predacyte Virus, activate!" Dren yelled suddenly, his golden eyes shining maliciously.
Zoey dropped to her knees, bent over from pain. "Dren... what are you... doing to me?" Zoey gasped for air. "I'm giving you every human's dream; making you a predacyte for disposal by the Cynaclons!" Dren replied, hovering right in front of her. He bent down and lifted Zoey's chin with his hand. "What's wrong, Mew Zoey? Is my little virus too much for you to handle?" "N-no... never!" Zoey panted, as her ears and tail started to go haywire, popping in and out at random.
"Isn't it wonderful, my virus?" Dren asked proudly. "It's-it's poisoning me!" Zoey choked weakly. "Ah, but that's the beauty of it, sweetums! It seeps into your bloodstream and spreads throughout your whole body until total transformation. But, that's becoming obvious now to you, right?"
"Aaaah! Make it stoooop!" screamed Zoey in pain, as her features turned cat-like. But, the cat-like features weren't the same as the usual ones. Somehow, these were bigger! "Can't-can't fight it-!" Zoey cried, as she fell onto the ground.
Dren rolled his eyes slyly. "Of course you can't fight it! The virus is a ton of times more stronger than a normal predacyte virus! Plus, it's actually in your body, instead of taking out your spirit."
"Mewmews, heeelp!" Zoey screamed at the top of her lungs.
-In Elliot's Room-
Minimew rose from his position at the foot of Elliot's bed. 'Zoey?' it squeaked in its tiny voice 'Uh oh! Alien alert! Alien alert! Danger, Zoey! Danger!'
Elliot mumbled something in his sleep and turned over, covering his head with his pillow. 'Elliot! Alien alert! Danger, Zoey! Alien alert!' Elliot didn't make any response. 'Minimew has to wake Elliot up! Zoey in danger!' Minimew assured himself. 'But what can Minimew use?' He looked around the room to see a glass of water on Elliot's nightstand. 'Yay, Minimew!' Minimew cheered for himself, floating over to pick the glass up with his minerature tail.
At first, Minimew struggled with the glass, but as the situation grew more urgent, he found the burden lighter to carry. His efforts were paid off when he tipped the water glass under the crack of the pillow. And up came Elliot, sputtering and wheezing from the water he had inhaled.
"Minimew... what is it?" Elliot muttered in an annoyed voice. 'Alien alert! Alien alert! Zoey's in danger!' Minimew panicked. "Zoey's in danger? But, that's impossible! That dome isn't able to be penetrated by aliens... unless-"
Elliot ran to his computer and started typing. "Just what I thought! Predacytes!" Elliot said, surveying the scene from the roof's hidden camera, "-and it looks like Dren didn't want to miss the party!"
--
Thanks! I hope you enjoyed it so far! Please comment and review! .