I just want to mention that the combat from this story will be different from the game, so the Pokemon won't be restricted to a mere 4 moves, they just have to remember all the moves they can perform, as well as how to perform them (unless they're Smeargle, they can't just watch a move and understand it).
"What's the matter, Mew!?" Eeks called out. "Can't see your way through this haze?"
I kept quiet, stalking it from behind. I didn't want to give away my position, since it would clearly be a single-sided fight.
Besides, Eeks obviously couldn't see much better than I could, so I was in the clear staying behind it.
"Don't be a little pussy!" Eeks shouted. "No pun intended, honestly, but fight me like a... Whatever you are!"
I sighed, and used an Aura Sphere on its back to get its attention.
The glowing, blue orb went directly through the Rotom's body, and it chuckled. "Don't you know fighting-type and normal-type moves don't work on ghost-types?"
Instead of letting me answer, it used a Shadow Ball, which smacked me hard in the chest, causing roars of cheers to come from the hallways as I fell across the gym and onto my side.
"I don't know who the Elite Four think you are," Eeks said. "but with your stupidity, I doubt it's true."
I stood back up, and used Psycho Cut, which didn't harm the Rotom much.
"Is that the best you got?" Eeks asked, using Thunder on me, which hurt quite a bit, but not as much as the Shadow Ball.
I flew up into the air after that attack using Fly, and landed head first on the half-lightning-type, which lessened the damage it would take.
I wasn't trying to do much damage, yet. I was just stalling.
"Come on, give me a little more fun than that!" Eeks screamed, using Thunder, Thunder Bolt, and Thunder Shock repeatedly. "If this is the best you can do, you might as well give up!"
I was near doomed. One more Shadow Ball would have finished me off, but I needed to take it.
I needed to prove I belonged.
I needed to be with my friends.
"It's time to end this!" Eeks screamed, as he prepared another Shadow Ball. It was sent loose, and was about to hit me.
However, at the last second, I used Endure, allowing me to take the hit without fainting, which was not seen in the eyes of the Rotom.
"How are you still standing!?" Eeks screamed.
Instead of responding, I closed my eyes. When I opened them back up, I could see both where it was, as well as all of its weak points.
"What are you doing!?" Eeks asked. "What's going on with your eyes!? Why are they glowing!?"
I flew up towards the Rotom, and clenched my fist for an Endeavor.
"You don't know when to give up, do you?" Eeks asked. "I've already told you: normal-type moves don't work on me!"
I grinned. It was the one being stupid, not me.
The Endeavor collided with the Rotom's head, dealing as much pain as it dealt to me.
"Gah!" it screamed, flying backwards from the force of the punch. "What just happened!?"
I placed my hands together to my side, had my tail join them, and prepared another Aura Sphere.
"Oh no you don't!" Eeks screamed, charging a Shadow Ball, realizing I could easily hit it square in the face.
We launched our attacks at the same time, and they both exploded against each other.
I ran around the explosion, and saw an opening. Utilising to to my benefit, I began charging another attack.
Not another Aura Sphere.
A Shadow Ball.
I launched it, and it smacked Eeks right upside the head, causing it to faint.
Any sound resonating from the hallways turned to utter silence.
"Are you not entertained!?" I screamed. Still, silence.
Sighing, I walked over to the fainted Rotom, and carried it over my shoulder, and walked out the door.
The instant I opened the door, thousand of Pokemon were standing there, waiting.
"How did you do it?" one of them, a Pikachu, asked. "Nobody's been able to stay awake to the end of a fight with Eeks, let alone make him faint."
"I guess I got lucky." I said.
"What about that Endeavor?" another Pokemon, a Turtwig, asked.
"Did you see the part where me eyes glowed?" I asked, referring to when I saw the Rotom's weakness. "That was Foresight."
Everyone else looked at me in surprise, while 2 Chanseys came up to me.
"We'll take Eeks to the infirmary." one of them said, taking the Rotom from my shoulder. "Never thought I would be saying those words out loud."
"He put up a good fight." I said. "Had I been just a little less intelligent, I wouldn't have thought about using Foresight, which would have blocked out Endeavor entirely."
The Chansey nodded, as the intercom turned on. "Mew, could you come down to my office?"
It wasn't the Empoleon from earlier, no, this was a much more gravelly voice, but it was still distinguishably female.
Not wanting to upset anybody, I floated myself down to the office.
AT THE OFFICE
"You must be Mew." the woman from the intercom stated. She has purple skin, with some red markings on her head, along with what appeared to be two fins on the side of her head, as well as a yellow stomach in front of an arching back. A Garchomp. "My name is Gabriella."
"It's nice to meet you." I said. "You don't mind me conversing like this, do you?"
"No no, it's alright." Gabriella said. "Although it might make things difficult if you have a dark-type teacher."
"Does that mean that I'm a student?" I asked.
"Well, I think we'll need you under close watch, but for the most part." Gabriella said. "It will only be a few weeks, and after those, you're free to do what you want without supervision."
"Is that all?" I asked. "Why did you want to see me in person to tell me?"
"I just wanted to meet you, that's all." she responded. "It's not often somebody's able to get into a fight with Eeks and stay standing afterwards."
"It was a close match." I said.
Gabriella laughed. "No it wasn't. You were just dragging it out until it hurt you enough, so that you could use your Foresight Endeavor combo."
"... You picked up on that, huh?" I asked.
"Once you're the leader of the Elite Four, picking up on things like that isn't so difficult." Gabriella said. "Eeks focuses more in brute strength than strategies, which is fine for a ghost-type alone."
"But with its added lightning typing, it needs to be more strategic." I said.
"Exactly." Gabriella said. "However, strategies in battles work best in groups, which is why we suggest having students form groups of 2-6, yet some choose to go solo, even against Gym Battles."
"That's a 3 vs. 1 fight." I said. "Isn't that unfair?"
"These people don't care." Gabriella said. "They just want all of the glory to themselves, like Eeks does."
"Why are you informing me of this now, anyways?" I asked.
"Well, I would suggest that you and Eeks get to know each other a lot better." Gabriella said. "I'll tell it this later, but I would like you two to team up for your time here in Sinnoh."
"You're insane, aren't you?" I asked.
Gabriella laughed at my remark. "No, I assure you that I am perfectly sane." she said. "It's just that you two have the highest fighting potential out of all of our current students, other than the Gym Teacher's pets, which don't seem to want to leave this school at all."
I sighed. "I'll consider it." I said. "But I think the thing hates me."
"Which is why I'll be talking to it." Gabriella said, handing me a piece of paper. "This is your class schedule, which can be interrupted once per day in the event that you or your team is challenging either a gym or the Elite Four."
I looked at the paper, and saw that my first class was a Normal-type class, taught by Professor Samuel.
Attached to the paper was another, smaller piece of paper, explaining that I was new.
With those papers, I flew to the room number marked 101, and walked in the door, giving Professor Samuel the small piece of paper.
"Ah, you must be Mew." Samuel said. He appeared to have a snoopy snout, with a beret-like hair style, and a brush for a tail. A Smeargle. "I got a call during your fight with Eeks to be expecting you to come by."
"Really?" I asked. "That's nice. So, where do you want me sitting?"
"Uhh..." Samuel started. "Do you always talk like that?"
I nodded. "I can't form words with my mouth."
"Ah, I understand." Samuel said, pointing next to another Smeargle, who appeared to be roughly Riah's age. "You can sit next to Sammy up there."
I nodded, flying over to Sammy, and sitting in the empty seat next to him.
"Hi." Sammy said, clearly trying to socialize. He sounded sort of like he was the brainy type more than the muscle. "What's your name?"
"I'm Mew." I said, and not wanting to be rude, I added: "How about yours?"
"My name's Sammy." he said. "I heard you wrecked Eeks in the Ghost Gym today!"
I stared at him, blankly. "I don't know what this term means in this context."
"Really?" Sammy asked. "Well, it's not a term people should use in everyday language, like you wouldn't hear a teacher say it. It's more of an internet slang term."
"Well, what does it mean?" I asked.
"Wrecking someone is beating them very simply." Sammy explained simply.
"I understand now." I said. "But it was a very close match, it was not a 'wreck'."
"Still, that's impressive." Sammy said. "I think you were the first student to ever beat him in a 1 on 1 battle."
I smiled. "Thanks."
The two of us nodded in unison, and turned our attention back to the front of the class
AFTER FIRST CLASS
"What class do you have next?" Sammy asked, as the two of us exited the classroom.
I opened my schedule up. "Ghost-Type."
"Aww, that sound so cool!" Sammy exclaimed. "I have art."
"Wait, there's classes at this school that DON'T involve fighting?" I asked. "All I have left are an Ice-Type class and a Psychic-Type class."
"So... You ONLY have classes that teach moves?" Sammy asked. "And why those four?"
"Well, the last one makes sense." I said. "I am a Psychic-Type, after all. I'm not sure about the others, though."
"Yeah, true." Sammy said. "Well, see you tomorrow then."
"Bye." I said, floating myself up to room 203.
AT THE GHOST CLASS
I opened the door to enter the classroom. The interior of the Ghost classroom was just as foggy as their gym.
I walked up to the teacher, who looked like a purple ball with arms, legs, and pointy ears, along with red eyes. She was a Gengar.
"Excuse me, can I help you?" Mrs. Ginger (according to my schedule) asked.
"I'm new to this school, as well as to this class." I said. "My name is Mew."
The whole class stared at me. "Mew, huh?" Mrs. Ginger asked. "As in the Mew who beat Eeks, one of our best, in a battle?"
I nodded, slowly, which got the teacher putting her face very close to mine in a threatening manner. "If I catch you harming one of my students, I will personally introduce you to the Gengar way of fighting, and it's a lot more brutal than the Rotom's way."
She scared me so much, she caused my tail to stand on end.
"Go." Mrs. Ginger said, pointing to an empty seat. "The only available seat is next to Eeks."
I stood there, dumbfounded for a second. "I'm sorry, Eeks is in here?"
Mrs. Ginger nodded, as I peered to where she was pointing. I did see Eeks, who did appear to not have strong feelings towards me. Saying he hated me would've been going a bit far, though.
I sighed, flying past all of the Ghost-Types who wanted me dead, and sat down next to the Rotom who I had previously beaten in battle.
"So Gabriella talked to me." Eeks said. "Said she wanted us teaming up."
"I know, she told me while you were in the infirmary." I said. "Sorry about that, by the way."
"Ah, it's no big deal." Eeks said. "I've felt worse. Then I came here."
"So what are your thoughts on the idea?" I asked.
"I'm still mulling it over." Eeks said. "I always stayed solo because I thought that I didn't need help from people to get to the Elite Four, I didn't think I needed help beating Gabriella."
I continued listening intently to the Rotom's story.
"But then here comes this unidentified Pokemon, a Psychic-Type no less, who beat me in the Ghost Gym." it said. "Only using weak moves, too. It makes you think, you know?"
I nodded, understanding how he was a little confused about his next decision.
"Well, I guess we both need to mull it over, then." I said, and we didn't say another word for the rest of the class.
AFTER SCHOOL
Nothing eventful happened in the next two classes after that. Nobody could tell me who I was, I didn't make any new friends, and the teachers didn't hate me.
After school ended, that was when the real events happened.
"So your mom doesn't come to pick you guys up?" I asked.
"Nope." Riah said. "Only for dropoff."
"It is a little tedious to have to walk all the way home every day." Ricky said. "But it makes sense, when you think about it. Our mom has to make us both breakfast and dinner every day."
"What about your dad?" I asked.
The two Riolu looked at each other. "Work."
"Well, that makes se-"
"How long will you waste your time with these fools?" I heard someone ask. Their voice was deep, but still telepathic, like mine. "When will we return to our unfinished business?"
I looked around for the voice, but I couldn't find the source, not even using my own Psychic abilities.
"Mew?" Riah asked. "Are... You okay?"
"Hmm?" I hummed, managing to use my mouth. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you sure? You kinda spaced out there for a second." Riah said.
"Were you thinking about the Ghost-Type Pokemon you share a class with?" Ricky asked. "Those guys are super scary."
"You're just saying that because you don't know Foresight." Riah said.
"I can teach you." I said.
Ricky looked up at me. "Really!?"
I nodded, smiling. "I have time."
"That'd be great for you, huh little bro?" Riah asked. "It'd stop the Ghost-Types from picking on you."
Ricky jumped up, and embraced me in a hug, which I returned.
"Fine, little Mew." the voice said again. "You and I shall finish our unfinished business at a later date."
"Who is that!?" I asked.
"Who's who?" Riah asked, as Ricky let go and dropped onto the ground.
"You didn't hear-?" I began saying, before deciding to drop it. "Never mind."
Hey, thanks for reading! Sorry about the delay, but... Well, my birthday was recently, then 2 days later was my cousin's birthday, 2 days after that was Christmas, and I've been writing for other stuff too, so... Shit's been going on.
Anyways, if you like the story, leave a review. If not, leave some suggestions on how I could improve it. Ciao!
