Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, Digimon, or Star Wars.
Author's notes: This is currently a rough draft for the chapter. I do not yet know when I will be able to update this story due to my homework load.
The Cerebellum is an actual part of the brain that controls motor movement. If Pokémon did exist, they would have to have the knowledge of how to use their limb-eye coordination that is required to pull off 'moves.' I thought the most logical place to store that knowledge is inside this part of the brain. The categories of 'moves' and 'generic actions' I have made mentally is very important. There can be differences in the types of movements which a bird Pokémon can use in Brave Bird and the regular acrobatics of flying in a loop through the air.
This chapter mentions some spiritual themes and may cause some people to feel uncomfortable or offended. I am revealing and debunking some controversial beliefs and themes that I have found that are underlying the Pokémon franchise. All the Pokémon, if they did exist, would be created God through humans, not the other way around. I am also trying to describe scientifically how telepathy works, how mental dialogue within the mind is different. My attempt to do so may make the reader confused.
I have a document with some general ideas about who, and where they are in the time/space continuum. I have a cursory idea of what I want to do in the next installment.
1. Figure out which Pokémon/Digimon Oliver will first meet/travel with, and their move-sets.
2. Tell viewer how/why Jules and Verne got in escape pod.
3. Get characters started on their journey, describe scenery.
4th (optional). Introduce part of Jules's history.
When Verne had first started her tale about her upbringing among a group of Diglett and Dugtrio under the name of Twist, Oliver had at first been a little startled. But when he reflected back, and thought about it, it did not sound as strange. While he was on Coruscant, there was a time when he had stumbled upon a scrap of paper that had very strange writing on it. He had carried this piece of paper along with him for a while, wondering what was written on it. One day, he was given the opportunity to actually go into the great Jedi Library. While he had been there, he had been browsing in a certain section of the archives where some of the oldest available records were being kept. In a copy of one of those books, he found a page with the same writing on it as the piece of paper he had found. When he showed the piece of paper to the librarian, and showed her the book he had found, he found out that the piece of paper he found was actually a copy of a certain page of the book. That book had in it a collection of tales of Roman mythology. The page that he had found was a section of the tale of Romulus and Remus. The story of how 2 boys were raised by a mother wolf was similar to Twist's account, except she was a female Abra and her parent figure was a male Diglett.
Oliver sat still and listened while Verne continued telling about her up-bring with the aforementioned Pokémon. During her telling of her adventure with Quartzneger and his friends, Twist's face turned a shade pale when she mentioned Yveltal turning people and Pokémon into stone, but her face soon flushed back with color whenever she mentioned Jesus of Nazareth. The way she felt toward him was very visible in the way that she described Him. Oliver was impressed when Jesus of Nazareth made Yveltal sit down like a master does to his pet. If Jesus of Nazareth was capable with raising the dead to life, then he must surly have a lot of power. The most powerful Sith and Jedi that have ever lived were never capable of such a feat. Oliver wondered then what it would be like to see this person himself. There was something different about that man that was intriguing to him, but he could not entirely point out what.
When Twist got to the part of the story when a strange creature confronted her while she had been fleeing from the collapsing domain she had ruled, her face turned pale as she talked. When she described her blacking out, she tipped over and stumbled on the grass. When that happened, Oliver's musings were interrupted as he saw her recover her footing and balance. She looked around for a couple of seconds at her husband, Oliver, and Unknown. She slowly sat down on the grass as she sighed. She moved her hair as she apologized: "I'm sorry I startled you all. I felt light-headed as I was talking about my attempts to escape. The memory of that time of my life was not a pleasant one for me to remember. It sometimes gives me nightmares. "
It was at this time that Unknown, who had been quiet while Verne had been speaking, offered his suggestion: "If you don't mind I would make a suggestion." Oliver turned his gaze to look at the mask on Unknown's face. Unknown walked over to Jules and walked to one of the ends of the stretcher he was in. Unknown reached down and grabbed 2 of the handles of the stretcher but he did not lift it up. He then whispered only loud enough so that Jules, Verne, Oliver, and himself could hear: "Verne, can you grab the other end and lift it while I lift this end? Jules can tell more of your backstory to Oliver while we are moving. I fear we may have stayed here for too long. We must get on our way now." Verne looked about the shrubby terrain in all directions, her eyebrows crunched lower and she squinted her eyes as she looked around. Oliver instinctively felt around using the Force, but he couldn't sense anything dangerous nearby. Verne stared out to the north-east for 5 seconds before she gripped the handles of the stretcher that were on Unknown's opposite side. She stared at him, and he stared at her. Without exchanging a sound, and with mighty heaves, they lifted the stretcher up and off the ground. Oliver's eyebrows lifted in surprise as he saw Verne and Unknown's muscles all-of-a-sudden bulge when they did this. 2 people carrying a 7-1/2-foot-tall human across this terrain of dirt and shrubbery is not necessarily an easy task. Oliver got up from the ground and walked behind Verne as she trekked through the scattered vegetation toward Unknown's spaceship.
As they traveled through the sagebrush in the darkness of the night toward the ship, Oliver wondered how he ask about what had happened to Verne/Twist. Almost as if he knew what Oliver wished, Unknown spoke something in a whisper that only Jules heard, before Jules spoke: "Now Oliver, you have heard my wife Verne recount some of her story to you. You now know that she was made into an Abra named Twist who was raised with a large group of Diglett and Dugtrio, and she lived with them for about 18 years as a princess. You also know that her domain collapsed on one day, prompting her to flee for her life. She was very close to escaping when she was attacked by some creature and lost consciousness. You can see right now that she is currently alive, and she is a Twi'lek one again, but you do not know of how she was turned back from a Pokémon back to her original species. There are other parts of her story that I do not know, but the part I will tell you she told me only once, for some of the events that happened in this part of her history were very saddening and depressing. Because of this, she has been hesitant to share them to me at first, but eventually I succeeded in convincing her to tell me once, and only once. I ask that you pay a lot of attention to what I say, for I do not want to repeat it again. By doing this, I am putting her at risk of remembering those tragic events, and having an emotional breakdown. I do not want to do that a second time."
Jules paused to let Oliver to have time to process and understand his request. Oliver thought carefully and mentally prepared himself to hear and remember what Jules would say to him. He looked at the back of the cloak that Unknown had started wearing. Unknown did not say anything, but he did momentarily let his right hand let go of the stretcher for an instant before he tossed something to Oliver. As soon as the object was tossed, Unknown brought his right hand back to gripping the stretcher. The object flew through the air to Oliver, who caught it in his left hand. Oliver took his lightsaber out with his right hand and activated the blade. The light from it illuminated the area around him, allowing him to see about 4m in front of him. He was slightly amazed that they had been able to go 30m in the dark without walking into a single bush. Jules looked up at the sky, and out into the distance, staring at the stars above him. He sighed before he spoke.
"It is quite ironic and fitting that tonight is a clear night tonight, perfect for star gazing; For when Twist told me this part of her story, we were looking up at the sky, and at the exact day and time as this night. It was a night I will hope I will never forget, even unto my dying breath. It was a night where the moon was new and black, with the only light around was the light of the stars, far and distant. It was out here in this area when I learned that there are just some wounds which only God can heal if he wills it to, though I don't know why that is the case. It was also a night when I discovered more about who I was, who God is, and of who I had chosen to be with. From that day on, I have never viewed the purpose of life the same. Listen well Oliver, to the things I learned and some of the sacrifices Twist made in order for her to be the woman she is today."
Oliver closed his eyes, reached out into the Force, and gathered to himself so that a sense of calm was over him. When he was done he opened his eyes and stared out at the stars above him as he said: "I am ready. Bring it on."
Compared to many different status effects, paralysis is one of the worst. Not only does it sometimes prevent a person suffering this condition from moving, but it also could trigger unwanted side effects, such as nausea, vomiting, overactive pain nerves, brain damage, muscle-twitching, heart attacks, irregular heartbeats, seizures, and among the worst of them, death. It did not do any periodical damage like the burn or poisoning statuses, but being paralyzed is more traumatic than being put to sleep by a powder or yawn. At least when you are a Pokemon and you are in a sleep, you will wake up on your own very easily if you are given enough time to recover. Paralysis, though, was incurable by passage of time alone, and required a Pokemon to be healed by a move, berry, ability, item, or a Nurse Joy.
One patient in particular was supposedly in a state of paralysis, but that was not entirely true. For you see, the minds of both Pokemon and humans do have some of the same kinds of brain regions. All of them had brain stems, which commanded the operations of breathing and eating, while the upper brain regions were primarily concerned with the sending of the receiving of neural impulses from the senses, as well as the other more complex operations. The phenomenon of paralysis, unlike that of poisoning or burning, affected the most delicate, complex, and altogether important function of the brain chemistry. If there were absolutely no electrical charges going between any of the nerve cells, the patient would be brain-dead. If the brain-stem was compromised, the patient would die, and there would be no hope of its spirit/soul staying connected to the body.
Therefore, it was important to get this patient to a someone who could give it medical treatment before that happened. There was one large problem: someone would have to take it to a place to get treatment, or, someone would have to give treatment to the patient right where it was in order for the patient to survive. Unfortunately, there was a someone who did not want the patient to survive, for it was angry at the patient, and wanted the patient to die. He so wanted to just leave her there to die a slow, unknowing death while she was unconscious. She would have died if it had not been for a certain someone. He walked over a hill, and saw her. Without thinking, he rushed past a strange creature and into a tunnel, in which he retrieved the poor patient and brought her out of it into the sunlight just as the tunnel collapsed behind him, sealing off the passageway to the underground. As he looked at her and at who he rescued, he stared at her for a moment, transfixed by the shock that ran through him. After staring at her for several seconds, he turns his gaze onto the creature, his eyes filled with an emotion that looked like barely-contained-rage.
He growled at the creature: "I know who you are. What are you doing attacking this Pokemon? What did she do to earn your furry?"
The creature spoke using telepathy: "I am MEWTWO, the 2nd most POWERFUL POKEMON in EXISTENCE. She ATTACKED and KILLED my TRAINER, a crime that is UNFORGIVABLE!"
The man stood tall and faced Mewtwo, his face stoic as he stared into Mewtwo's eyes. They stared in this fashion at each other for a minute, before Mewtwo averted his gaze, signaling that he had lost the stare-down. He looked down to the ground, stuck in his own thoughts for a bit, before he said in a calmer tone: "Very well. I concede the point. What will you do with her now, take her to the Pokémon Center?"
The man smiled a little before he answered: "Not yet. I think I should tend to her mental wounds first, so that her life will not be in such great a danger. Besides, she is going to need any morale that I can give her. Her experience of being forced out of her home by forces she can't control, as well as your attack on her will be very emotionally distressing. You can watch from afar if you wish, but please don't approach her until I have told her about you." The man took his left hand and held onto the patient's yellow chin, while he rested his right hand on the ground, and prepared himself for the riskiest thing he thought he would never do: to probe into her mind.
To start, the man took off his backpack and laid it down on the ground. He then opened up the backpack zipper, and reached inside it. He pulled out of it a black bag, with had a logo of a Pikachu, a boy, and a girl on it. He reached into the bag and pulled out a strange electronic device and some other equipment. Among the equipment that he brought out were some strange pads with wires attached to them, a sticky substance in a bottle that acted like glue, and another electronic handheld device. He took the glue-like substance and applied some of it onto the pads that were attached to the wires, and then applied the sticky pads onto different points on his patient's head. He then took the opposite ends of the wires that were connected to the pads and connected them to one of the electronic devices. He repeated this same routine until he had placed all of the pads on specific places on the Alakazam's body. After he was done, he turned the electronic device that was connected to the wires on. He waited for the proper screen to come up which would show him the data that he wanted to know. When he looked at it, he nearly gasped in surprise. The readings he was getting from the Alakazam's nervous system told him that something unusual was happening. The readings of the 4 different kind of brain waves of this Alakazam were a lot different from any readings that Pokémon doctors or nurses had ever seen. The amplitudes and frequencies of the waves were bouncing around, and disorganized. Sometimes they were in sync, but not for long.
"Based on the data I have here, her brain waves are steadily losing their overall magnitude and frequency. While the others types of brain waves are steeply dropping, the Alpha waves are having the greatest decline. At this rate her mind will lose its functionality in less than an hour. I need to start giving her treatment now."
The man reached into his bag and pulled out even more instruments and equipment as he set to work. This man worked quickly and efficiently on his setting up his equipment. He took out another electronic device, a bag of rubber gloves, a surgeon's-knife, a stethoscope, syringe, CO2 monitor, thread and needle, and some other medical equipment. He then equipped himself with some eye, mouth, nose, and ear protection. He then set up a mobile tent that was missing a bottom around him and the Alakazam to help keep the air sanitized and to help protect them from any hazardous changes in the environment. This absence of tent fabric on the bottom made it easier to treat ground types that are buried in the ground. Diglett and Dugtrio are examples of those kind of Pokémon.
After that was done, he then put on some rubber gloves and turned toward his patient. He used the sticky glue-like substance he had used before and applied it to a certain kind of sensor, which he put on a certain spot on the Alakazam's head. He hooked the sensor's wire up to the device he had plugged in earlier to the other sensor pads. This sensor was supposed to monitor a certain part of the patient's Cerebellum. This area of the Cerebellum was supposedly the part that was designated only for a Pokémon's learned set of 'moves' or 'techniques.' (Sci-Fi explanation and procedure) After he examined the readings, the Pokemon Doctor sighed in frustration. The injuries this Alakazam had suffered were gravely serious. Its brain had been damaged far worse than he had anticipated. An Alakazam was supposed to remember everything that it had ever seen and heard, and compared to humans, were supposedly far more intelligent. This was probably due to their brain structure, an organ that some Pokemon scientists continually research above anything else. This Alakazam was giving off quite different readings than what other researchers had reported. Based off of the data that had been collected on the species though, the most reasonable explanation to this abnormality was the extent of the damage that this patient had already suffered. A lot of the connections that were related to the uses of certain 'moves' had been severed. The connection to the move Recover had been entirely broken, so he could not just trigger her brain to activate it, the connection would have to be restored first before he could do that. If the brain damage was not halted in time, and if it continued to grow, there would not be any medical hope that it's motor memory would be restored.
With that terrible prediction in his head, the Pokémon doctor opened a bottle that he had never hoped to use. It was filled with a powerful drug that was used for one purpose: to knock a Pokémon into a stasis of sleep that was so deep that they would not feel pain. The only practical use of this drug was usually only for Pokémon surgeries. These occasions occurred rarely in this world, but a Pokémon doctor knew that his duty was to try and prevent a Pokémon's death, even if it meant surgery. He would do what he must. After he had injected the drug, he set himself to the work of brain surgery. For a couple of hours, he worked, seeing, touching, smelling, and hearing in his trained proceedings. There were very few males who became Pokémon doctors, and out of them, were the even rarer Pokémon surgeons. They were the specialists in their picked fields. Right now, there was only doctor who had ever become a specialist in Pokémon brain surgery, and it was not this Pokémon Doctor.
After he had done the best he could to fix the Alakazam's brain, he closed up the cut he had to make in her skull with some stitches. (If I tried to create every gory detail of the complex operation and the graphic details of texture and color, I would make myself feel sick. I will let the audience to make up their own internal descriptions/theories in their own minds.) When he was done, he checked the signals he was getting on his equipment. To his surprise, the results he was getting seemed to be showing that her condition was improving overall, though the measurement of her Alpha waves seemed to show that the brain activity that operated on that frequency was still decreasing. When he compared the types of brain waves he was seeing, he suddenly noticed one peculiarity: the types of brain activity that belong solely to Pokémon were falling in a constant rate, but the kind of brain activity that characterized both the human brain and the Pokémon brain was becoming more prominent and dominating. As he continued to watch the levels, he started to become more interested in his subject. He watched as he waited for his patient's mind to wander from the stupor it had been in into full consciousness. He gave it pain killers every so often so that in case it woke up, it would not feel as much pain, and it would have an easier time coming out of unconsciousness. As he waited, he wonders for a bit what it would be like to be in her place, not knowing what he was asking for.
One sales pitch for an asthma inhaler that a resident from certain cold cities and places might relate to is the old Mamalswine phrase that had been blasted on the airwaves as part of a TV ad. It had gone something like this:
"Have you ever woken up and thought that your Mamalswine might be lying down on your chest? Well you no longer need a rough Mamalswine in order to look "cool". Come on out to the new Glaelie and Torcoal Pharmacy store right next to the Pokemart. We have plenty of inhalers of all sorts of styles. Many of our products have been used by Pokemon Performance performers and Pokemon Contest performers. We currently have over 720 individual products that are in at least 20 categories. To see out catalogue, you can go online, or, better yet, come by to our building at ... You can call us at 555-... or like us on..."
Unfortunately for Twist, she would have felt like a Mamalswine was sitting on top of her if the Pokémon Doctor had not swooped in and saved her life before the tunnel could collapse on her.
While a certain someone had been busy trying to keep Twist alive, for the most part, she was already dead. She had barely any self-awareness of where she was. Her soul, at first, thought she was about ready to fly on out of her body and go to a place that she really wanted to go: to spiritually be in God's celestial kingdom next to Christ, her Savior. Just as she became conscious of this, she realized something. It was not yet time for her to go. If it had, then God would have called her spirit all the way up to Him, right? Or maybe he was going to pull her spirit up for a little while, but then return it back to Earth. Maybe she would be reincarnated as another creature.
As she thought about this, a familiar feeling that she had felt before came over her, and she sensed the presence of Him around her, communicating to her in a mode that is hard to describe, and would probably confuse anyone who has not felt it before, since it is like and unlike telepathy. A mixture of feelings and thoughts are both communicated across through the same medium. The medium itself was not like the oratory speech, it was personal and purposeful, and worked almost like telepathy, except there was no transference of the voice though the air. The way that telepathy worked, as far as Twist knew, was an act of transforming some of her thoughts into physical vibrations of the air. Basically, telepathy worked like sound, except the part of the body that was making the sounds was her skull, not her mouth. Her head, when used telepathy, vibrated at just the right range of frequencies in order to fit within the range of hearing of humans. The mode of communication she was using now was different, since there was no air. It was like hearing and not hearing both at the same time.
She heard without physically hearing what He said to her: "My child, your lack of understanding of the eternal spiritual plane of existence and of its interactions with the temporary domain of the physical universe is understandable. For only about 18 years have you been there, and while it may seem a pretty good length of time to be there, it is only like a puff of air, a drop of water, infinitely small compared to the endless sea that I could be represented by. Both you and I know that all the people on the planet has been given proof by me that I exist, yet they rebel in their hearts and say in their minds that I do not exist. Because of their sin and disobedience, I have had to spill my wrath on them in many ways. When I sent my son, Jesus, to pay the penalty for their sins, I spilled my wrath down on all the sins of the world, which had been poured onto him. When he died on the cross for all people, he cleared a way for all people to come and now me. Because of this, many people who had been set apart from me because of their sin were now freed from the curse of sin. I created the gift of salvation and sent it to many humans, who then chose whether or not to accept my gift. Because you decided to accept this gift of salvation I have given you, I have never abandoned you, and I have blessed you with many friends. "
Twist's spirit replied back: "This I know now fully well. I know that I do not deserve the gift of protection you have also given me, and because of this, I would like to thank you for what you have given me. "
He replied back to her: "You have pleased me in your willful obedience for about six months, and during those 6 months you have grown in your knowledge of me. However, I know that it is easy to get complacent and stuck up when you are contained on one place, and I know of what has been troubling you, for I placed it in there. You feel something is wrong, but you do not know what it is. I know what your heart desires, but I must remind you now, I am the Lord your God. All of the Pokémon in the world know of me, even Arceus. For even though the first Pokémon was made at the hands of humans long ago, it was I who brought life into him and all the Pokémon that were ever created. And when I gave him life, I gave him awareness of me, and of who I was. He submitted himself to me, and stated that he would always remember the One who made him, and would worship me. To this very day, as he sits in his own part of the world I made, he has always remembered to pray and praise me, and to watch over the Pokémon of the world, just as I do. He acts as my mouth to the Pokémon sometimes, giving them my guidance and teachings to those Pokémon that are in the physical universe."
"From the very day when you were born till this very day, I have watched over, guided, carried, and protected you. It was because of me that Maric found you in a tunnel, left behind by your endangered mother about 19 years ago, and because of me that Mewtwo, the Pokémon that had just attacked you, gave you a potion that I used to transform you from the Twi'lek that you born as into an Abra. In that form you have come to become familiar with the world through the eyes of a Pokémon. It was in that form that you first encountered Jesus of Nazareth, my son who died for you. You have lived in this form since then for 6 months as you learned about me. When you learned that only I had the power necessary to give you the ability to make the Psychic gem, you learned that you would have to depend on me. When you made that devoted prayer to me, I was so moved by your devotion that I decided to use my divine power to change you into a Mega Alakazam. It was your devotion to me that prompted me to give you the power of Mega evolution. Because of your devotion to me during these 6 months, you have been able to Mega-evolve several times when I have allowed it. "
Twist had been shocked at first when she had discovered that she had been a different type of creature when she had been young. The news that God had allowed her to be transformed into an Abra was a bit surprising, but, then again, Jesus's act of resurrecting a forest to life as well as bringing back people and Pokemon back from the dead had been quite a surprise when it happened. Compared to that supernatural work of God, a transformation from one type of creature to another type of creature is like child's play. Alchemy and cloning may be achievable through science, but the creation of life is not scientifically possible. The process of cloning requires replicating tissue, but to give life to a being, I would need both a working body and a soul/spirit. Human spirits can't be taken out of their bodies, and be put into another body without a spiritual intervention of some kind.
God then replied: "You have not spent enough time with me to know of what my written-down word says about the spiritual realm and forces that are around you. Because of the existence of many false doctrines in the world, many people have made claims about how certain ghost-type Pokémon were made into being. They say that some of these Pokémon were formed out of the spirits of humans and/or Pokémon and other objects. They believe in a process called reincarnation, in which a human or Pokémon's soul is taken out of their body when they die, and is put in the body of a different creature. This is a false teaching created by some spirits that have whispered untruths to the spirits of living men, who then decide to believe those lies, and disobey my command to only worship me. What is true is that once a man's soul is taken away from his body, it is never attached to another body. When I resurrect someone, I put their soul/spirit into the body they used on earth. Most of the time, however, one a person dies, it is a final physical death, and they are not resurrected. This is because I have given people more chances while they are living to obey and worship me to the best of their ability then they could count. Every single moment of their existence is a gift of mercy that I give them. "
"Now that I have addressed that myth I will tell you what I am going to do. There are some humans who have decided to worship certain Pokémon above me. Because of this, I have decided that I am going to send a messenger to them with my message to them to stop their idol worship. I have considered the lack of fulfillment that you have been feeling, and I have decided to provide a way for you to feel it. I want you to go out to humankind, and share my message out to mankind. I have decided though that even though it may be interesting to have a Pokémon tell them what I say, I would like for you to go to them as the species you truly were: A Twi'lek."
Twist then complained with an icy voice: "Why should I be sent as a Twi'lek instead of an Alakazam? Wouldn't they be more surprised if a Pokémon told them to worship You instead of them? My ability to defend myself against Pokémon and people is a lot easier when I am a Pokémon." What she said carried implications: 1. She was disobedient and was trying to resist his order to leave her home of comfort. 2. She momentarily forgot about who she was speaking to, the Lord of ALL Creation. He had made this world she was in, and all the other worlds.
God replied angrily: "Who made Arceus? Who made the foundations of the earth, the seas, the skies, the continents, the solar systems, the astronomical bodies, and all that is in or on them? Who made space and time, the deaf people hear, the blind see, the lame walk? Did not I?" At this point his tone softened, his point about who was in charge here clearly shown. "One thing you still have yet to fully understand is how much I have protected you and guarded you. I am drawing back the powers I gave you for a reason. One reason is to make you realize more fully how much I want you to rely on me. Without your powers you will have to rely on my ability to sustain and protect you. You will have to take more risks, but it is worth it. I am just making you start to walk the walk of life instead of crawling along. I am giving you the opportunity to grow mentally and spiritually. It may be scary to not have them, but the absence of powers will give you a new way to view the world I have created. All I ask is for your willful obedience."
Twist thought for a while. She thought long and hard before she made a decision: "Well then, when do I get this new body?"
A pleased voice answered back: "Soon, very soon, but not yet. You have an appointment with a certain Diglett that needs to meet with you. During the appointment, it will begin. When that happens, hold on to the little gem that you had made. I have a little surprise in store for the Pokémon who attacked you."
The Pokémon doctor sat there, waiting. For half an hour he had monitored his patient's brain waves and nothing noticeable had changed. The human-like brain waves were slowly getting stronger and the ones that were Pokémon exclusive were degrading, though not so rapidly as before. He sighed as he wondered how late he would have to stay up.
His musings were interrupted when his equipment started to make some different noises. He ran over to his readings and noticed that they had suddenly changed. There was now a growing amount of brain activity. His patient's brain was starting to bring his patient into consciousness. He then saw movement. it was slight, just a twitch of a finger, but it was enough to allow the scientist to know that the patient's nervous system was starting to come back online. He then took out his stethoscope and attached the earpiece part into his ears. He then placed the metal part onto his patient's chest and listened for a heartbeat. To his relief he felt her heart and lungs move in a rhythm that sounded like music to his ears. Then he felt something. He looked down to see that a light blue light was surrounding him. He knew what this light was a sign of. His patient was now starting to use its psychic powers to try and lift him subconsciously. The light quickly faded, and he moved away from his patient.
Then his readings started to sense something else happening when he turned his sight onto is patient, something happened. Something that had never happened before: his patient opened it eyes, stared into him, and with a glazed look, looked into his eyes. He was entranced by her turquoise eyes for a while, before he realized fully what he was supposed to be doing as a doctor: to get her well again. For that to happen he should try and communicate with this Alakazam. Before he could do so, His patient all of a sudden stood up, alarm written in its face. It was then that a painful blast hit him and his equipment, scattering it, him and his tent around and onto the dirt. The force of the blast had sent him flying for about 10 m, with some scrapes and bruises. His patient looked around, warily watching for someone. The doctor heard something, but he was not sure where it was coming from.
"Where is that creature? Where has it gone? Where is everybody?" The patient he had tended to walked over to him. He noticed that the sound became louder as it came nearer. From the sound of its voice, he guessed that his patient was female. "Where am I, who are you, and what happened to me? Last I knew what happened I was attacked by some creature. I think he called himself Mewtwo. "
His patient was now standing in front of him, looking at him with a worried expression. He decided the best thing to do was to get his patient to calm down. "Please calm down, whoever you are, I am a Pokémon Doctor. " The creature stopped and waited, it expression now one of a tense Alakazam. "I do not know who you are, but I do know that I had seen the creature who had attacked you. He is not near here, so you are safe for now from him. As far as for where you are, you are inside the Kalos Region. I do know that you were extremely hurt inside the tunnel that used to be there." He pointed with his finger at the place where the tunnel entrance had caved in. "I was able to convince the creature who attacked you to spare your life, but I can't guarantee that he will not attack you again. He was very adamant on killing you when I arrived. He claimed that you have killed his trainer, which if it is true, would mean that you could be tried for murder or, at the least man-slaughter. "
His patient stood there for a minute, contemplating what he had told it. Then it broadcast using its telepathy: "Very well. I will thank you for tending to me. By the way, when you were tending me, what were you doing? could you tell what my gender was by looking at me?"
He sweat-dropped as he nervously answered: 'Uh, the thought had not crossed my mind. Though now that you are awake, and have mentally talked to me, I believe that the answer to a question of: "What was your sex?" was answered by your feminine voice."
She paused before answering: "I believe you. I can see from both your body and mind that you are telling the truth, though your thoughts are starting to go somewhere they shouldn't." The man started to blush due to embarrassment. She continued: "Luckily for you I am in a hurry. I just realized that I have not received any news about a friend of mine who has been hurt for a while. I would like to go to the nearest Pokémon Center and check on him. You can come along with me if you like, but I have got to hurry. There is something I must talk to him about before it's too late."
When she said this, she made a step forward, but stopped when she realized something. She looked down and noticed something: the mustache that she had used to have on her body as an Alakazam was now missing. She also did not have anything in her hands. She looked down at her empty hand and at her feet, which had grown a bit longer, and her knees had straightened out, making her taller than a regular Alakazam. She looked down in a mild shock before she said to herself internally: It looks like it has already started. After that, she started running forward as fast as she could. She stumbled and nearly fell a lot of times because her sense of balance was off. The doctor who had been watching her started running after her, quite a bit surprised at her speed. She was traveling about 3 m/s, which is a phenomenal feat for someone who has survived brain surgery. And what made it more interesting from a scientist's perspective, is that she kept up the pace all the way to the Pokémon Center, which was about 1.5 km away.
When Twist finally managed to get to the Pokémon Center, she fell down from exhaustion right in front of Nurse Joy, who had just dismissed a trainer's Raticate back to its trainer. Nurse joy was at first surprised by the sudden arrival, but just as she was about to move over and investigate what was going on, the Pokémon doctor ran through the doors in the Pokémon Center. He was nearly out of breath, his voice raspy as he called out: "Runaway patient. Somebody help me give her medical attention." As Nurse Joy came over to check Twist, the Pokémon Doctor looked up and saw her.
When he did so, his eyes lit up and turned into hearts as he stared up at her. (remind you of someone? hint hint) He squealed as he felt himself in the sweet and repeatable sensation that he had felt before many times. His tone then changed as he called out: "Nurse Joy, I come her with a blissful heart to tell you that there are two patients that are in need of medical assistance. One has a broken friend, the other a broken heart. Will you please come along and give the medical attention I need."
It was at this point that 2 things happened with the Pokemon doctor. First, he felt something pick him up by his shoulders. The 2nd thing that happened was that a giant frog-like creature jumped up until it was right in front of his face. Then, the frog drew back on of its limbs, which started to grow purple, and jabbed it into the Pokémon Doctor He cried out in pain before he slumped over, still being hung by some object which swung him in the air until he landed outside the Pokémon Center, unconscious.
It was at this time when a little, female voice giggled at what happened to the Pokemon Dr. The sound of the giggle got Twist's attention. There was something about the voice behind it that sounded so... familiar. She got up and turned around to see ... what! Tt couldn't be. "No, it must be. It is you". With that said, Twist lunged toward the speaker and enveloped it in a hug.
It was Bonnie, the little girl that had traveled with her on her quest to find Jesus of Nazareth. Bonnie was shocked at first that an Alakazam had hugged her, but then, as the memories came back to her, she smiled as she called over to her brother: "Clement, she found us. Looks like we won't have to look for her after all, she came to us."
Clement, Bonnie's big brother, turned his head around as he looked over at Twist. It took him a couple of seconds to recognize her, but as he did, a smile formed on his face as he walked over to Twist and Bonnie. "Well I'll be. Who would have thought that we would have met up again so soon? It's nice to see you again Twist."
Twist, who had let go of Bonnie, turned toward Clement, and bowed a little as she addressed him cheerily. "It is great to be with you again, my friends. I wish that I could stay her and talk with you about what has happened since we first met, but..." At this point, Twist lowered her head sadly, and turned toward Nurse Joy. "Please excuse my non-graceful fall. I did not intend to startle you. I was in a rush to get here to see one of my friends. Last I knew he was in serious condition. Can you please tell me how he is doing?"
Nurse Joy turned toward Twist and worriedly asked: "Is he a Diglett? We have one here that has barely been hanging on for a couple of weeks. When he is conscious, the Pokemon has been saying "Twist," but nothing else. "
Twist's eyes widened in surprise and worry. Her fears, it would seem, were well placed. She pronounced in a worried tone: "He is calling for me, he wants me for some reason. I must go to him. Please, you have got to let me see him."
Nurse joy was about to respond when in walked the Pokemon Dr., who was surprisingly grinning. Bonnie looked at him and said: "Talk about a fast recovery. "
The doctor walked over to Nurse joy and said: "I apologize for my lapse from my medical duties as a Pokemon Dr. In my rush here I forgot to introduce myself. I am Dr. Brock." (audience's jaws drop)
At this statement, Nurse Joy looked surprised. "You mean THE Dr. Brock? I saw you on the Poke-TV last week when you reported the finds of your longitudinal research in Kanto about the long-term effects of trainers becoming Pokemon Breeders. Because of your research, more trainers have been becoming Pokemon Breeders. As a consequence of this, there has been a drop in trainer and Pokemon brutality rates. I have also heard rumors about your taste in us Nurse Joy's, which is not entirely flattering." At this pronouncement, Brock lost his balance and fell over from the dejection.
Before Dr. Brock could recover, a flash appeared outside as a bolt of lightning struck the ground a foot away from the Pokemon Center. The loud BOOM of the sound-wave of the thunder shook the Pokemon Center, and broke the windows on that side. The people and Pokemon inside the center quickly went from a state of calm into upright panic. Clement's Apalm arm, which had thrown Dr. Brock out the open window earlier, did not take well with the excess static electricity in the air. It was about to blow apart when Twist all of a sudden ripped Clement's backpack off of him and threw it outside, where it exploded without causing anyone any harm. Bonnie jerked from fright and covered her ears when the sound of thunder rolled through the room.
Another bolt of lightning fell down on from on high and struck the Pokémon Center's lightning rod. This caused the buildings' electricity to black out. At this point Bonnie and Twist started to start feeling fearful. Brock got up from the floor and looked around at the trainers and Pokemon around him. Nurse Joy was standing still, almost as if she had been petrified. Twist trembled as the hair on her body stood up from the static electricity in the air. The ground shook as a 3rd bolt of lightning streaked down through the the window and struck Twist. The force of both the sound of the thunder and the bolt sent Twist flying into a wall about 10m away. The force of the bolt had caused her spine to snap, adding to the already horrible burning sensation she felt through her body. A section of the wall's sheet-rock broke off from the wall from the impact, and the insulation behind it was smashed. Clement, Bonnie, Brock and Nurse Joy looked at Twist's damaged body with great alarm, before Bonnie, horrified as she was, shouted out: Twist!" Twist did not respond back. Bonnie started to rush toward Twist when a voice louder than the thunder shouted out: "STOP!" All of a sudden, the sky cleared up and the storm cloud that had overhung the Pokémon center suddenly lifted and rose higher in the sky. "Be still, Thunderdog and Thunderbird. They are not your enemy. The threat is not here, but elsewhere." Just as quickly as the thunderclouds had arrived, they left just as quickly. Something yellow dashed so quickly past the Pokémon Center that all that was seen of it was a yellow blur. It left in a hurry, going the opposite direction Twist had come, with the thunderclouds following above it. ()
At the sound of the voice, Twist's eyes had snapped open, She thought the voice sounded familiar. She turned he head to her left toward where the voice had come from and was surprised by who she saw. She blinked, could it be? she rushed over to the person as her heart filled with joy. It was Marric, the Diglett who had raised her. For the little while, she forgot about the storm and ran over to him and embraced the above-ground part of him. Marric did not try to get away, but let her hug him, accepting the hug that she was giving him. Twist clutched onto him, as she whispered using her telepathy: "You are awake again. I am so glad you have not disappeared. I was really worried about you. I have been praying that you would awaken from your coma, and it looks like my prayers have been answered."
Marric chuckled, but he then used Dig to escape her grasp, move around underground, and pop up behind Twist. He then spoke using a weak telepathy: "It is good to see you again Twist, but I am sad for what I have to say." He sighed a long, tired sigh. "I am not going to be seeing you again, and there is something I must tell you before it is too late."
Twist's smile, which had shown her joy about him being awake, fell into a frown when he said those words. Nervously, she asked? "What could be so important that it most be done today. You must be getting healthier, since you are awake right now, and are able to talk to me. Surely you have all of today and tomorrow to tell me what is bothering you."
Maric shook his head. "No, both of us will not be living tomorrow if you do not let me tell you what I want you to know. "
Twist was about to protest when the implications of what he said stroke her. Her head felt like it was spinning. She took a moment to readjust her thinking as she mentally and emotionally prepared herself. "Is someone trying to murder me?"
At this point Brock, Clemment, Bonnie, and Nurse Joy were shocked. Bonnie's face was filled with horror as she asked the most popular question: "Why would someone want to murder Twist? Catching I can understand since she is a rare Alakazam, but what would drive anyone to such an extreme?"
Maric shook his head. "I am not entirely sure why, but I can make a guess on the who. Tybolt may be partially responsible. I did see him plan out a trap to catch you, former princess. I have learned to trust my instincts."
Twist frowned. "He did speak some very threatening words to Dais when he didn't know I was around. From the sounds of it he said that he has hired some "friends" in order to "take care of" me and Dais."
Maric scowled, then he said: "That Diglett I think has already been punished for being a traitor, so I think there is no need to go back to what was the Gem Domain for any revenge. One of the reasons I am awake right now was because the earthquake that was caused by the collapse of the Gem Domaign helped to wake me up. There is another reason though, and I am sad to say because it was my guilt."
Twist's eyes widened: "What are you talking about? What do you have to feel guilty for?"
Maric shuddered: "Because I failed in my duty to tell you myself about where you really came from and of who you really are. I also failed to do the deed I was supposed to do. "
"What deed were you supposed to do? keep me from seeing the outside world, to protect me from danger, or was it something more... sinister?"
"When I had found you as an infant, back when I was called Sand, I found you in a basket. You had been dropped off by someone who had claimed in the note to be one of your parents. I was told that You have been chosen to basically be an ambassador. You we neither a human, Pokémon, animal, or any other kind of creature anyone had ever heard of ... you were a green Twi'lek. "
Twist nodded her head before she replied: "I heard Jesus of Nazareth tell me I was one while I was on the edge of dying, but I did not know what he meant. What did I look like?"
"A smaller version of what you are going to be very soon. Did Jesus tell you anything else about you?"
"He said he wanted me to see a certain someone at the Pokémon Center; I guess that person is you then. After I am done with talking with this person, he said that the transformation would begin. I am supposed to hold onto the gem Bonnie gave me." She glanced over at Bonnie, who was very intrigued with the contents of the conversation.
"That is good news to my ears. I was also given a warning which I feel I should pass on to you before the transformation. The note said that if you shed any blood for the purpose of revenge, a doom would fall on you and on anyone who has come in contact with you. Wherever you go from here on out, I ask you work with Jesus to guard your heart and mind from any selfish thoughts. The thoughts that promote the urging to want revenge usually come from tainted motives and thoughts. "
"I will remember that warning."
"There was also a foretelling in the note, the events that were mentioned have or are about to happen. I know this to be true, because the earthquake and your leaving of the Gem Domain have already happened. Its only a matter of minutes before the rest becomes true."
Twist, Clement, Bonnie and Brock opened their mouths in shock. "You mean all of these events that just happened today to me were somewhat foreseen by my parents? That is kind of creepy and ominous."
"But it also prepared me for this day, it gave me time to grieve for what is about to happen."
(sound producer started playing the player's goodby music from Pokémon Mystery Dungeon Explorers of Sky in the background)
It was at this time that something happened to Maric. Some sparks of light started to gather around him, then, they started to grow bigger and bigger. after a couple of seconds, Maric's body started to lose it's brownish color, and started to turn pale. When Twist noticed this, her eyes opened wide again. "Maric, what is going on? Why are those little orbs of light surrounding you?" Bonnie, Clement, Brock, and Nurse joy stared intently at the strange phenomenon.
Maric's eyes started to fill with tears, hesitant to answer back. "I am sorry you had to see this Twist, but my time is drawing near. You must stay strong for me, do you hear? You must go on, there is nothing part of your old life to return to. The Gem Domain is gone, all your subjects are gone, and one of the Masters has finally returned. He is on his way to the surface. If he finds you still here, you will be defenseless, and you will disappear. I have lived the live God has called me to has plans for you, plans that will not be achieved if you allow yourself to stay attached to your old way of life. It is time for you to walk out the door. Let go of me, and close the door behind you."
Twist had had enough. It was too much, she broke down and started crying. The raw emotions of grief and desperation that she was feeling were felt by all as she shouted out through her telepathy. The feelings were so strong that everyone inside the center felt moved by it, and they felt empathetic for the grieving Alakazam. She desperately pleaded:" Please, don't do it! I was so worried that you were going to die during that coma, but this feels so much worse! Please, make it stop! I can't make it without you. I don't want to be separated from you, please stay here with me."
Maric's eyes teared up as his body became pale, and he started to become transparent. A golden dome of light started to form around him. "I know that it hurts to see me go, and to lose friends. It has happened to me as well. I knew it was only a matter of time before I went too. Please, if not for your sake , do it for me, please go. You have a life to live that I could never hope to have. I can see that you will have many adventures in your life, with Jesus by your side to guide you. Stay the course, keep your eyes forward on the prize, do not get stuck on the past, for it will drag you down. Please promise me Twist that you will do this."
Twist trembled, stuck for a bit in making a decision. After a minute, she cried out her decision: "I promise. I will go out there and show to them all that with Jesus of Nazareth at my side as both my savior and my friend, I can not be afraid. I will go to help spread the gospel to every race, tribe, and nation, until my dying breath. My actions and character will act as a example of who I stand with. I hereby call this phase of my life complete, and I will now shut the door without regret."
Maric grinned from inside the yellow dome. "I am so proud of you for making the right decision. Even though I will not go into paradise since I do not have a spirit, I know that you have one indeed. Go forth, and live the life God has called you to live. May you always remember who it was that saved you on the day of Calvary. " After this, Maric's body disappeared, never to be seen again by any mortal eyes. (end soundtrack)
Unknown: "In hindsight, it is very obvious that Twist had gone through some experiences that have changed how she viewed the world around her. The same could be said about many characters, myself included. However there is one difference between me and Twist, My backstory is... somewhat unknown, ironically. I, the "bridge" between the story and the author, am surrounded by mystery, and it may appear to those that are reading this story that my author is also an enigma. (Avatar: the last Airbender reference) After all, none of you have seen who or what he is."
"There is a reason why the thundercloud appeared, and I know the reason. Originally we were going to have the Thunder Trio of Thunderous, Zapdos, and Raikou (please excuse any misspelling) appear and fight against some villain. The author decided midway in writing about it that it would have served as a larger distraction to the overall mood of loss and grief that Twist would be feeling when a certain character died. We decided that the thundercloud would act as a reminder that things can happen at any time in this world. After all, we would not want this story to be too predictable or else no one would read it.
Anyway, please review if you would like. A prototype character of my author might come out and play a game with you. Smell Ya later!" (Gary/Blue reference again? I must have played Pokémon Red too often.)