I thought it was possible that my portal thing that mew flies to was confusing, so I wanted to tell you here that its literally in every cloud, and only pokemon created by arceus have access to them. Not even necessarily clouds as much as the sky itself. The word Aether is not of my invention, but the concepts surrounding it, what I did with it in this story, is. You're welcome. Also, arceus isnt all powerful, just pretty damn powerful. Also, he isnt omnicient, but he can see whats going on if he looks. These facts are important. I've also decided I'm adding the normal regions from the games to this story. Starting with first gen cities.

I dun own pokemenz I sware u hav 2 belive me

Mew flew through the night. She originally had planned to go back to the Aether to rest, but realized that she hadn't seen Mewtwo since his last attack, a day and a half ago. She was selfishly more worried about Blue than she was about Mewtwo, though it was he who was more likely hurt. Conflicted, she settled for a night prowling the area looking for Mewtwo. She supposed she could just go back to Blue's cottage and spend the night there, but she didn't want to sleep there. She spent about half the night searching, satisfied that Mewtwo was still out for the count, she flew to the portal, and within a minute she was finding a comfortable position in her bed.

Arceus rarely took interest in things his pokemon did. In fact, he stopped caring after the first few hundred years after pokemon were created. Nevertheless, he hadn't the heart to end everything. He sometimes wondered what it would be like to create more pokemon and have a new world, whether it would take the same path as the other world or perhaps do something entirely different. Aside from that, he had been keeping a close eye on Mew as of late, because she was getting too cozy with the lucario named Blue. She had retired to her absurdly small bedroom and gone to sleep. Satisfied, he hibernated for the rest of the night. If she dares fornicate with a mere mortal... And then he was asleep.

Mewtwo lay in the back of Cerulean cave. His back and second neck were still sore from the force with which he hit the ground during the fight with Mew. His joints ached and his nose throbbed. Mew would pay for what she did to him. How was he supposed to defeat her when she was so powerful? Perhaps it was her defensive technique. He would spend time perfecting his psychic shield. Giovanni told him he was an improvement on Mew's design. He wanted to believe Giovanni on this but he couldn't fathom that Giovanni had better scientists than Arceus had power. But maybe Arceus hadn't made her as powerful as she could be, specifically so she wouldn't be all too powerful. He stood. It was time to move. He was currently thousands of miles from Lucario, but if he flew for the rest of the night, he could get there by morning. He didn't want to try to do it in a series of small teleports or a few large ones, because it would cost him all of his energy just to get there. He wanted to get there fast but still have enough energy to kill that lucario. He anticipated Mew's arrival, but hoped he would be done with Lucario by then. Without further ado, he began his flight. If he couldn't kill Mew, he would kill something she loved.

Mew woke early, to get to Blue's house quickly so he wouldn't think she had left during the night. She teleported to the Aether gate, and left. She appeared directly outside of Blue's cottage. She took her usual lucario's form, and She scanned the inside of the house, and upon finding that he was still asleep, she teleported into the chair. She laid her head back and took a nap. She had never tried to sleep while in a transformation before, and hadn't thought about what would happen to her transformation while she slept.

Mewtwo was still flying in the early morning hours. He was only flying at a hundred-fifty to two hundred miles an hour, so it would take him many hours to reach the place. He was a few miles out as Mew drifted into sleep. He realized Mew was already there as he grew close to the house. He cursed to himself. How could I have underestimated her? He stopped outside. Mew hadn't taken as hard a beating as he had in their last fight and he had just flown a thousand miles. It was a battle he didn't think he could win. But with the element of surprise... He brainstormed for a few moments. He opted for a surprise attack. He would bust the door open with a powerful shadow ball charged and hit mew while she was asleep. He charged up the most powerful shadow ball he could on his right fist, and lashed out with his tail, in an attempt to open it. Later that day he would realize just using the doorknob would have been a better idea. His first try failed, his tail bruised all along the side that hit the door but the door didn't open. He punched it at the frame right next to the knob, and this time the door opened. He had no time to deliver the shadow ball with his fist, for Mew was already out of the chair she had nodded off in. The commotion and being asleep caused Mew to lose hold of her lucario form, and she didn't realize this. He loosed the shadow ball. It hit her in the lower left of her stomach, and hurt her quite a bit. She, in an attempt to preserve Blue's house from further damage, teleported herself and Mewtwo to an area of the forest a few hundred feet away from the house. Her side hurt from the blast, and she was still disoriented from being jarred awake like that, even more so from the teleport. Mewtwo got one more hit in, a punch, before Mew had gathered herself.

Lucario was understandably rattled after having the door to his house broken down and 'Eve' blown across the room. He could have sworn she flashed pink for a moment before she teleported away.

Mew loosed a hyper beam, sweeping it along, catching Mewtwo multiple times in its blast. He barely showed any pain as he flew back toward her, swinging around and bringing his tail to Mew's face, making a loud slapping noise. She lashed out psychically, catching Mewtwo with her attack, and he tensed himself and absorbed the blast. Mewtwo stayed where he was, and Mew rose to his level and stared back. They exchanged no words, no thoughts, they just stared. Mew made the first move. She fired a signal beam at Mewtwo which he was prepared for and dodged easily. He used the momentum he gained while dodging the attack to bring himself around and attempt a focus punch. Mew made a small shield and flung it at his fist, stopping the punch before it truly began. Mew formed a pointed shell around herself and flew at him, hitting him in the chest like a bullet. Though he was in pain, he smirked. No shield can block this. He focused all of his power on one thing, while Mew was anticipating his next move. She realized what was happening too late. She tried to form a shield around herself and did, but no shield could stop a several ton satellite from smashing into her. She was only several yards from the ground, and the satellite crushed her against the ground. It took all of her power just to prevent the satellite from crushing her. Mewtwo had begun pulling it down the moment they had been teleported outside. Too weak to maintain the shield any longer, the full weight of the satellite wreckage fell upon her. If she weren't in so much pain she may have been able to lift the wreckage off of herself or transform into a pokemon that could, but she couldn't move. She couldn't see anything because the satellite was blocking her vision. She heard Mewtwo cackling, and feared for Blue's life. I let him down. This is my fault. I'll never forgive myself if he dies because of me. She tried weakly to push herself out of her metal coffin, but it squeezed her tightly against the ground. No amount of wiggling and pushing would get her out of this. She tried to psychically lift the pieces surrounding her but she just didn't have the strength. She was trapped. She felt like crying. It was a thing she had seen pokemon do, but never wanted to do herself. Now she understood. The anguish of being mortal, of having true problems. She wanted nothing more than to get out of that satellite's wreckage and save Blue. She then heard a loud thunk, and the sound of something sprinting. Immediately, Blue was near her, trying to lift the satellite. He got it up high enough that she could crawl out. Well now the cat's out of the bag, she thought wryly, extricating herself from the grips of her cold metal grave. She was too weak to do anything but lie there. Lucario scooped her up, in her small pink form. She wasn't that much to carry. He looked down at her periodically as he ran. Mew slowly lost consciousness. She hoped he could get them to safety or they were both dead. He ran away from the clearing, away from his partially demolished house, away from the life he knew and loved. He didn't know it then but he would never go back there. He would never see his home again. He hadn't gotten far when he was knocked off his feet by a psychic. He protected Mew from his fall, curling his body around her, but he himself wasn't so lucky. He got back up immediately and kept running. He had no destination in mind, nowhere to hide. Not that hiding from Mewtwo was possible anyway.
"Come on Eve! You have to wake up!" he said in desperation. Their only chance was her teleporting them away.
He took another few steps. He sensed something coming at him and sidestepped. A shadow ball blasted the ground where he would have been had he not moved.
"Eve, I don't care that you lied about your name, or that you kept hiding things from me. I forgive you for that. But if you don't get us out of here now, were dead!" She stirred. Her eyes opened. She looked blankly at him for a moment, before realizing what was happening. She cried out, loudly, and pictured an Aether portal. She knew she was never supposed to bring a common pokemon with her to the Aether, but she hoped Arceus would make an exception this one time. She collapsed just inside the Aether, in front of the patch of fog, leaving Blue to wander about and try to understand where he was. Mew lay unconscious. It took very little time for Arceus to appear. His very appearance sent shivers down Blue's spine. He couldn't understand at first that Arceus was talking to him. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him.
'I can't begin to fathom why Mew brought you here, but you are unwelcome. You will leave.'

"Wait, you're talking to m-"

'Yes. This world is only for certain pokemon. You were created to live and die not knowing this existed.' Mew stirred.
"I didn't actually want to come here, I don't even know what this place is." Mew spoke to Arceus.

'Arceus, it's my fault.'
'Explain'
'We were being attacked by Mewtwo. I feared for our lives, and the only safe place I could imagine was here. There had to be no chance of him finding us or we would die.'

'If you weren't so busy being part of the life of a regular pokemon this wouldn't have happened.'
'Well can he spend a night here? I can erase his memories of this place.'

'I think it would be better he died.'

'Arceus! Please, don't do that.'

'Fine. He spends a night here, and his memories of this place, you, me, and Mewtwo gone.' Mew thought pensively. Could she fool Arceus? She certainly hoped so.

'Okay...' she acquiesced.

She teleported lucario to a room she created herself, a larger room. She had once had a phase where she decided she wanted a larger room, but then reconsidered. She hoped Blue could find a comfortable way to sleep on a haybed only large enough for her. She settled in her small bedroom and fell asleep. She slept fitfully, but had nightmares. She dreamed of Mewtwo crushing her with the satellite again, but this time Blue didn't rescue her. This time she died. She saw Blue being torn apart, limb from limb. She couldn't wake. It looped again, but this time Blue pulled her out again and ran away when Mewtwo grabbed him and killed him in front of her eyes. Then he choked her to death. She saw herself die many times. Finally she woke, in a cold sweat. It was morning. She laid there for a moment, and sighed. She'd never had nightmares before in her life. She had to get Blue out of the Aether before Arceus erased his memory. She didn't want him to lose his memories of this place. She teleported herself to the room he was staying in. He was curled into a ball on the straw bed, just barely fitting on it. The floor around it was a smooth marble, so she could understand why he didn't just sleep on the floor. She didn't bother transforming before waking him up.

'Blue, its time to go. We need to leave before Arceus wipes your memories.' He didn't even stir. She floated over and grabbed one of his sensory organs, the bulbous black aura sensors on the side of his head. She squeezed it. He woke. He grabbed her out of the air by the head and pulled her to his face, staring into her eyes.
"Why are you so pink?" He asked, and she laughed. She had been hoping he wouldn't be angry. She had deceived him, and he took it well.
"Please, please tell me what's happening."
'I will, let's just get out of this place first. He plans to wipe your memories of this realm, so you have to go.' She didn't give him the chance to reply before teleporting both of them to the Aether gate. Mew didn't know where to take Blue. She thought about his house, his home from his childhood, the cave with rocks piled in front of it as a door. She took them there, straight inside. Blue's eyes widened.
"How did we end up here!?" he said, startled.
'I took us here.' She walked over to the smallest haybed, his bed from childhood. It was musty and dirty, covered in decay, dry. She didn't want to sleep on that anytime soon.
"How did you know of my old home?"
'I saw you here when you were a child' She used this moment to transform into her usual lucario form.
"You watched me back then too?" She flushed red.
"Yeah..." He didn't respond to this. He walked over to his mother's bed. She stood behind him. The memories this place brought back were painful ones. He shed a tear looking at the table, a stone table etched out of the wall, that had broken and fallen down through time. He barely held the tears back as he asked

"Why... Why did you bring me here?" He tried to forget this place, this home, but it always came back to haunt him.
"I didn't know where else to go, that could be safe, and I figured after all this moving around and being attacked you would take solace in being in a familiar place."
"Thanks for caring." Lucario plopped down on the moldy rotting haybed, apparently not caring.
"Don't take a lucario's form. You're not one, and you can never be." His words struck her like a knife. She let the transformation slip. She floated in place, staring at him. He laid back and closed his eyes, putting his paws behind his head.
"Do you plan to eat anything today, Blue?" He didn't open his eyes as he said

"Tell me your real name." She didn't know how to answer. She didn't really have a name, it was just her title, Mew.
"I don't really have a name. I am called Mew, but that's the name Arceus gave me." Lucario thought for a few moments and said
"Well the your name shall be Willow." She stared at him oddly.
"Why willow?"

"It was my mother's name."
"Oh, okay." She felt awkward with him having given her his mother's name, but this didn't seem to bother him at all.

"Blue... You don't hate me, do you?" He opened his eyes and looked at her pensively. She floated in the center of the room, several feet from him.
"No, I don't hate you."

"Thanks."
"I am going to hold you to getting my door fixed."
"I think the door is the least of your problems right now."
"You're right. It's only second to you." She said nothing, but it hurt. All she wanted was for him to like her, and she was the reason his life had been turned upside down. She couldn't bear to look him in the eyes any longer.
"I really am sorry about all of this..." She said, then lowered herself to the floor and curled into a ball, the top of her head facing him. She didn't speak for a few minutes. She had promised herself she would never cry, but did anyway, silently. Blue realized he'd hit a nerve.
"Hey, I didn't mean to hurt... You..."
"..."

"Please don't give me the silent treatment."

"..." It was at that moment he realized she was like a child. He couldn't treat her like most pokemon, because she was sensitive. He brought himself up to an elbow and looked down at her.

"Alright, that was a mean. I apologize."

"Okay." Her voice was muffled through her fur.
"Are you crying?"

"No!" She realized she had spoken too loudly, defensively. She tried again.
"No." He figured she had been, by the way she was so defensive when she first responded, but decided to drop it.
"If it makes you feel better, you're the closest thing I've had to a friend in a long time." At this, she uncurled and met his eye. It wasn't apparent she had been crying, she had wiped her face clean.
"Really?" She looked at him with a look that he thought was adorable, and floated over to his parents' beds. She sat on the nearest one, his mother's bed. Their beds were in a raised concave indent in the wall, with three feet space before the other wall with a smaller concave dent for his bed. The end of this hall was the aforementioned table. The room beyond that corridor had a storage area, which was two musty old crates taken from humans, and nothing else. It was a bare home. A bunker. The only light coming in was through some

small holes in the walls, which extended to the outside. It was very dark.
"I guess it's time you knew," she began, "That I told you who I was and what's happening to you. I am Mew, mother of all pokemon, and I was the pokemon from the pyramid that day, you didn't dream it."
"No... This isn't possible..."
"I killed you, not on purpose, that day in the pyramid. I didn't mean to, so I brought you back to life and led you outside." She gave him a few moments to form a reply, but he didn't say anything. She looked at him with her most pleading, lovable (or so she thought) look.
"And that day in that clearing, when you got attacked and I showed up, you nearly died there, I saved you then."

"I'm glad you're being honest with me. It really doesn't change much at all. I'm still without my home, my books and have you, so I suppose it doesn't matter." He stared at her. She stared back.
"I didn't expect you to take that so well..."
"I'm done being surprised. You could tell me you were the devil and I wouldn't be surprised."

"I may not be the devil but I've met him. His name is Giratina." Blue lowered his head to the pillow and closed his eyes. It was so dark in the room that he was getting tired from simply sitting still.
"I guess my life was getting boring as it was. I'm glad you came along. I would probably have lived an entire life doing nothing, just eating, reading, and sleeping. At least I'll have had some action." She smiled.
"It's nice to hear you have a positive outlook, for once." She transformed back into a lucario, hoping he wouldn't care as much anymore. He noticed immediately, but didn't say anything.
"Lets go do something, Blue. Anything. Sitting in this cave isn't getting us anywhere."
"Yeah, lets go down to that river. I want to see you move the water, psychically." He said, nodding to himself.

"Alright. Do you want to walk or teleport?" She stood, readying herself for a teleportation. It was better to teleport while standing so you didn't fall over or hurt yourself at your destination.
"No, we can walk." He walked to the entrance and moved the rocks, ushering her through. They walked for the better part of an hour, chatting aimlessly while walking in the general direction of the river. When they finally arrived, the sun was already half way through the sky. She picked him up and threw him half way into the river. He yelped in surprise at the coldness of the water. He shot a playful aura sphere at her, in retaliation, and she caught it. She made it larger, and threw it at the water, making a huge splash. She gathered the water before it could come back to the surface of the river, and held it in the air. Lucario looked on. As water rushed in to fill the pocket of missing water, it smashed and made a pillar of water, and she grabbed that too. She held thousands of gallons of water in her psychic grasp. She made it form a dragon, and it swooped toward Blue. He made an attempt to dodge it, but she held him there. He was swallowed by the thing, and went through its entire length before it opened at the end for him to leave. She flung the dragon at the water, making a gigantic splash, and the river swelled over its boundaries. Blue laughed.
"I had no idea you could do this much with your power!" he called from the water, a hundred feet below her.
"You've seen nothing yet!" She gathered some more water, and crushed it. She mashed it in to a small ball, and lifted it high above them. She let the pressure on the ball go, and it exploded sending water everywhere. It pelted her, and she yelped, not having expected it to hurt. She grabbed him and shoved him underwater in an air pocket. She joined him in it. She set them- and the pocket- on the floor of the river, and let it rest there. She looked out at the remoraid and other pokemon swimming through it. One adventurous remoraid got too close to the border and actually fell into the bubble. It flopped on the floor of the river for a few moments, then found its way to the water again, and rejoined its brethren. The river looked beautiful from the bottom.
"Give me your hand, and I'll give you my power for a moment so you can play with the water." He didn't even hesitate. He plopped his paw into hers, and felt an enormous power overtake him. It was like being a whole new being, a new level of pokemon. He reached out with his mind and grabbed the water. He imagined his own paws shaping the water. He made it into a variety of shapes. He relished the power. Without warning, he flung the water hard at the outside of the bubble, and it caused a ripple to form. He was about to grapple the water again to try something else, but he sensed something was wrong. He looked over at her. She stared straight up, to the outside of the river. Only twenty feet separated them from the air. And in the air, was Mewtwo.

Anyway, I wanted you guys to know that all of the beds in this story are haybeds, and I never mentioned that before. I sometimes leave out details as I put my imagination into words because I just assume you guys will see it the way I do. Thanks for reading this chapter, I will try to put out more of these faster, but that truly wont happen. If one of you fans wants to make sure these do happen, add me on skype at

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