Nine year old Harry Potter let out a groan as he awoke to a pounding headache. 'What happened?' he wondered groggily. He tried feeling around for his glasses, only to yelp as his arm seared in pain.
'That's right,' the boy thought. 'Uncle Vernon beat me for doing freaky things again. But how in the world did Dudley's hair turn pink?'
"All right…" Harry muttered to himself. "Let's try this again…" Once more he groped for his glasses, trying desperately to ignore the pain in his arm.
Finding them at last, he shoved them onto his face. He then quickly found the lamp switch and flicked it on. Lying back down, he breathed deeply and waited for the pain in his arm to fade into a dull throb before examining his wounds.
'Not too bad,' Harry thought in surprise. "Looks like my arm took the brunt of the blows trying to shield myself. Better check the goods… Legs… check… Right arm… check…. Left arm, heck no.'
"It's probably fractured," Harry muttered. "Maybe broken."
'Why do I have to live like this?' Harry thought bitterly. 'What have I done wrong? Did I do something to piss off God? Was I was an evil mastermind in a past life or something?'
A growl broke him out of his angst. Harry looked around, startled before realizing that it was his own stomach.
'That's right, I haven't eaten since lunch,' Harry remembered. 'What time is it now?'
Slowly, Harry sat up. He stood up shakily, banging his head on the bottom of the stairs in the process. Cursing, he reached for the door with his right arm… only to find it locked.
"Of course," Harry sighed, taking a seat once more. As he slowly sank back down into a lying position, his eyes began to sting.
'I won't cry,' Harry thought furiously, blinking the tears back. 'Not because of them.'
Suddenly, a light pink glow began emanating from the kitchen. Harry sat up in surprise, only to groan as he jostled his arm. Slowly, he stood and peaked through the small 'window' of the cupboard door.
He saw a figure entering the hallway. Its form was hidden by a bright pink glow. Harry instinctively shrank back to avoid the figure detecting his presence.
This was futile, for the figure seemed to know he was already there. The figure was now standing before the cupboard door.
Harry let out a small whimper as the lock clicked and the door opened. The light was now blinding as it illuminated the small cupboard.
The figure stood tall and intimidating as it approached the small boy. It slowly leaned towards Harry, making the boy inch back until he felt the wall against his back. The figure leaned so close that it was face to face with Harry. The light was still too bright to make it out clearly.
The figure raised a hand, causing Harry to flinch and clench his eyes shut, awaiting the blow… Only to feel a tiny hand patting his head.
Harry opened his eyes only to yelp in shock as a pink cat-like creature floated in front of him, holding its paws to its mouth, giggling hysterically. The pink light had faded into a dim glow, just enough to see in the darkness.
"Mew mew mew," the creature giggled at his flabbergasted appearance.
"M-Mew?" Harry questioned. The creature looked confused.
"Mew?" it asked gesturing at Harry. It then gestured to itself. "Mew!"
"N-No, I'm Harry," the boy stuttered. "You're Mew?"
"Mew!" the creature said.
Suddenly Harry's stomach rumbled once again. Mew giggled and its eyes began glowing blue. Several plates of food suddenly appeared in front of Harry, startling the boy and causing him to fall off the bed.
Mew began giggling again as the boy picked himself up.
"How did you do that?" Harry asked in awe.
"Mew?" Mew cocked its head. "Mew Mew!"
Mew's eyes began glowing once again and a fork appeared. The forks began floating and skewered pieces of food. The now food-laden fork floated in front of Harry.
Harry cautiously took the fork and took a bite. A moment later found him shoveling the food into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. Unknown to Harry, while he was eating, Mew's eyes were glowing once again. The New Species Pokemon watched in shock and sadness as she viewed Harry's memories. As she saw the boy's most recent memories and thoughts, she came to one conclusion: He had to get away from here.
Harry sighed contently as he pushed away the last plate of food. He looked up to see Mew watching him intently.
"Thank you, Mew," he said gratefully.
"Mew," the creature said softly. "Mew Mew Mew Mew Mew MEW Mew."
"Er," Harry said awkwardly. "I don't understand you."
"Mew…" the creature's eyes suddenly began glowing blue once more, only this time, Harry began glowing pink. Slowly, Harry's eyes closed, and he fell back, hitting the wall with a gentle thump. The creature poked Harry with it's tail, and satisfied with it's work, let loose a huge amount of pink light, similar to that of a supernova. In that brilliant flash of pink light, Harry Potter was gone from Number 4 Privet Drive.
(This is where I start putting in new stuff. Mew's POV by the way.) Italics for telepathy, which is basically going to be all of the dialogue for this next section.)
As my pink psionic energy faded from my eyes, I could see that I had managed to arrive in the Hall of Origin, just like I had expected. However, what I didn't remember was that a meeting between the legendaries was happening right there and then. And of course, whenever a meeting happens, there's always a ton of arguing going on across the giant table we have in here, mostly between all the legendaries you would expect. Arceus was one of the only of the only calm legendaries right now, but I could tell that he was about to blow. And normally, I would be one of the biggest factors of this with my playful nature, but I wasn't here when the meeting started. Either way, I had to get everyone's attention. So, shifting into the form of an Exploud, I released the loudest Hyper voice that I could, which made everyone look at me due to the sound echoing of the walls. Thankfully, I had put Harry into a deep sleep, so he didn't wake up.
"Mew, so glad you could finally join us," Arceus said, "Do you care to explain why you have brought a human into the bi-annual meeting?" He asked, with a harsh tone to his voice. Of course, what he said drew everyone's gaze to Harry, and almost went into another uproar, had it not been for Arceus firing off a Hyper Beam.
"Certainly," I replied, shifting back into my normal form."However, I think it would just be easier to show you." Gesturing to the middle of the table, I created a bubble that I could use to show what I had seen while using Mind Reader on Harry, which is what I did. Of course, most, if not all of my fellow legendaries had been shocked speechless.
"Do you see now why I had to do it? I couldn't let a pure, innocent child suffer from that. And I especially couldn't let him be used in that old man's plans. Of course, when I brought him here, I forgot that we would be holding a meeting, so I expected to see only you here Arceus," I patiently explained. "I was hoping that you could help me give him the happiness that he deserves."
"And how would we do that, Mew?" Arceus asked.
"That…" I trailed off, unsure of what to say. After a second-long debate, I decided to be blunt about it. "I have no idea." Of course, my words made everyone fall, anime-style.
"Um, can I say something?" A timid voice asked, drawing my look and see that it was the Shaymin tribe representative. Arceus nodded, giving consent for it to speak. Shaymin gathered itself, as it wasn't in it's more courageous form, and gave a suggestion that almost had myself banging my head against the table for not thinking of it.
"Why not leave him with Ash?" Various sounds of agreement were heard around the room as the legendaries each remembered their own encounters with the boy.
"And as for his Pokémon? If he is truly going to live here, he will end up receiving some eventually." Palkia pointed out, making me smile as I was reminded of the plan I had for that.
"Let him catch his own. I want to give him a present though, and to do so I need the help of the Unknown. I also require Dialga's help, as well as the assistance of Giratina to bring my plan to fruition."
"And what exactly is this plan of yours?"
"I just plan to give him something that no child should live without."
(This time skip is brought to you by Ashachu.)
*Third Person POV*
It was a normal day in the Ketchum household. Mr. Mime was dusting off all of Ash's badges, and Delia was working on a meal to share with Professor Oak and Tracey since they could get SO caught up in their work that they could forget to eat sometimes. But while she was peeling potatoes, a bright flash of pink light sent Mr. Mime running into the kitchen.
"MIME IME MR IME MIME MIME!" Mr. Mime yelled, tugging Delia's skirt and pointing into the living room. Slowly, she put the peeler down and walked into the room, only to see Mew floating around, looking at all of the badges and trophies her Ash collected over the years. What had her gasping was the injured boy floating alongside two eggs (1) in the pink bubble in the middle of the room, bringing Mew's attention to her.
"Mew mew mew MEW mew mew Mew!" Mew was rapidly gesturing to the boy in the bubble, before appearing to sigh when she realized that Ms. Ketchum (2) couldn't really understand her. Mew's eyes stated glowing blue, and Ms. Ketchum stiffened as Mew showed her every memory that Harry had growing up in England, all the years of abuse he had suffered, and one last parting message once the memories had finished:'Please take care of this boy.' A second flash of light left Delia squinting as Mew teleported away, leaving Ms. Ketchum with the injured boy and the two eggs that came with him.
And End Chapter.
So, how do you guys like this version? I know it's been longer than two weeks, so yes, the notes are going to come down, and I will be updating as many of my stories as I can today. I also might be making a youtube channel to discuss fanfiction with. Might. It all depends. Anyways, see you soon!
Can anyone guess what these eggs hold?
Does anybody know how it is in the anime? And by that I mean is it Mrs. Ketchum, or is it Ms.? If someone could tell me that would be awesome.