Author's Note:
Just watched Lucario and the mystery of Mew while playing Pokémon Black. Telepathy is just being tossed to random characters now... Dawn from TDROTI could see auras, and didn't use telepathy! Sheesh. Pretty soon Ash's Pikachu'll be telepathic.
That Lucario is still badass, though.
WARNING: Sexual orientation is mentioned, just an FYI.
Epsilon's POV
Eventually River fell asleep, her head falling on her chest. I left her to sleep in peace and walked over to Hecate, who was still weak from her… I didn't know what to call it.
"Hey, kid, do you have any idea why you're having... episodes?" I asked the Fennekin. When she didn't respond at first, I tried again. "Kid? You hear me?"
"Wha- oh, yeah, it's you," Hecate responded sadly. "And stop calling me kid."
"No," I deadpanned, "but do you know why you're passing out and freaking the rest of us out of our minds?"
"Yeah, you see, I'm having visions," Hecate replied cautiously. I grinned, thinking it was a prank, and she saw it. "I'm serious! That's what happened the first time, in the tree! I promise!"
I still didn't believe her. "If you did, you should be able to tell it to me," I challenged. Hecate looked a little nervous for a moment before answering.
"Okay, I will. You see…"
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Cyllage City Port, Mountain Kalos, Kalos Region
He stepped off the barge onto dry land for what seemed like the first time in months. Probably because it had been. Sitting there, alone, in the cargo hold for so long had begun to take its toll on him. He stretched out his limbs and began to explore wherever he had stowed away to.
It was… a city. Not very helpful, he thought to himself. Nothing to specify which city or which region he was in. He sighed, and started investigating.
Nothing really caught his attention until he spotted the bright orange roof of a Pokémon Center. He began to head towards it, hoping for a reprieve of the almost constant aching he'd been suffering ever since he got on the ship.
When he only had a block to go, he caught sight of a Trainer walking by. He hid behind a building, still very wary of them after what had happened. The Trainer walked inside the building, and he sighed. It would be a long wait until he left the building.
Surprisingly, it wasn't very long until the Trainer left the building, with more of a bounce in his step, the hiding figure noticed. He emerged from his hiding place after the Trainer was out of sight and began to cautiously approach the building. Another Trainer appeared a little while later. Quickly scanning the area, he dismissed all possible places to hide and continued forwards, hoping to hide in plain sight. It worked, and the Trainer ignored him, save for a glance in his direction, which caused him to flinch, but he hid it well.
He walked inside the Pokémon Center and ignored all the stares that came at him. Not many Pokémon without their trainers showed up. He made straight for the front desk, where a concerned Nurse Joy rushed forwards.
"Oh my! Are you alright?!" she asked. He shook his head, thinking it was obvious. Several of the marks from being crushed by sliding boxes still showed. Nurse Joy ushered him into a back room, where a Wigglytuff stood at attention. He noted this, thinking that they didn't have them as the assistant nurses where he came from.
Nurse Joy patched up his injuries and gave him some medication, which he took reluctantly. The Wigglytuff who didn't really do anything but stand there gave him a wave goodbye. He raised an arm to wave back over his shoulder as he left.
Outside the building, he slowly started running, ignoring the staring pedestrians, and eventually broke out in a full sprint, vanishing among the shadows.
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Santalune Forest, Central Kalos, Kalos Region
"And that's all I can remember," concluded Hecate, her eyes still at her paws.
"So, that's it? Any idea who it was? Why you saw it?" I asked.
Hecate shrugged, saying "Nope. Happened the first time, too. But, the second flashback-" before I interrupted her.
"Flashback?! It's a vision, for crying out loud! This didn't happen to you!" I exclaimed. "Did it?"
"No. But it feels like it happened to me. I can feel stuff, and experience pain, which made up the majority of the first and last vision," she replied.
But I didn't get one thing. "You say the first and third visions a lot. What about the second? Was that one different or something?"
Hecate sighed. "That's the complicated one. Okay, there was darkness around me, and I couldn't feel anything, so this was more of a vision." I nodded, and she continued. "So in the center of the darkness was a soft pink light. The darkness went away except for the very edges of my vision. A silhouette appeared-" she said before being cut off again by me.
"Okay, no descriptions. My imagination is horrid. I need a drawing," I said, gesturing with my claw to the hard-packed earth below our paws. Hecate nodded and begin to etch in the dirt with the fading sun illuminating her project. It took several minutes, and I was close to falling asleep myself when Hecate announced she was finished. "Thank you," I said, with a sigh of relief.
It was a picture of… it didn't really look like anything specific. Thankfully, Hecate pointed out some of the features on it.
"Here's where I assume the head is, and the ears are on top," she explained, pointing to where she assumed the head was. I noticed that, and began to join in.
"So that's the body," I said, poking a long, tubular blob beneath the head with a claw. Hecate nodded, so I went on. "And the arms," I continued, gesturing to the smaller blobs positioned on either side of the body. Hecate gave me an approving smile; I was doing great! "And these are the legs, and the tail, and the… there's nothing else," I said somewhat dejectedly.
"Nope, but you did good," said Hecate. "Now, I have no idea what the color of it was, since it was a silhouette, but-" she said as I cut her off again. I should probably stop doing that.
"Maybe it's the color of the light or something? A soft pink?" I asked, and Hecate shrugged in response. "But what looks like that, and is pink…" I mused, flipping through my own mental Pokédex. Then it hit me. "Mew."
"Who?" Hecate was totally confused by my statement. "Like, Purrloin mew? And Delcatty? And-" Yep, one more interruption by yours truly.
"Mew, the 'ancestor' of all Pokémon alive today," I said, using two of my claws for air quotes, something I picked up from before the grotto. The people I was with used them a lot. And so did River.
"Never heard of him," Hecate said. It took me a minute, but I realized why.
"Oh, yeah, you grew up in a lab that wasn't Kanto and all that. So, prepare for a bedtime story with Uncle Ep," I said, sitting up straight.
"Uncle… but aren't you a girl?" questioned Hecate.
"I'm lesbian," I deadpanned. Hecate stared at me in shock until I sighed and said "Not really. I'm straight. But onto the story!" I exclaimed.
"… So you're not lesbian," Hecate summed up, "but you're an uncle."
"No! Yes! Gah! Just… shut up and listen to the story," I said, tossing in a bit of Mean Look. Have no idea why. But Hecate did close her mouth, which was ready to fire out another question, and settled down next next to the crackling fire she had created beforehand.
"A long, long time ago," I begun, "there was one Pokémon, called Arceus, who is basically the deity of Pokémon. He was the first, and quiet," I hissed at Hecate, who was about to ask another question, and moved on.
"As I was saying, Arceus, who was the first ever Pokémon, created the world as we know it. Maybe a thousand years later or so, Mew showed up. He created all the Pokémon and humans who roam the earth today. While that was happening, Arceus was creating the other legendary Pokémon of Sinnoh, Dialga, Palkia, and Girintina. Dialga ruled time, Palkia got space, and Girintina got the Distortion World, basically the Magikarp of the pack.
"Moving on to Mew, well, he didn't really do anything until Team Rocket. They were the first big illegal Pokémon crime organization. As if there's a legal one," I scoffed, and continued. "They heard the stories about him and his powers, and wanted them. So they managed to clone him. His name was Mewtwo and he ended up blowing up the entire Rocket facility on the island they were situated on and hid away in a cave for a couple years over in Kanto.
"So Mew found him and got him to stop basically flipping out and killing everyone. A trainer named Red showed up and managed to defeat him, pretty much making him have a hissy fit and spend the rest of eternity in the cave. Which pretty much takes us to the present day, unless you exclude all the random stuff over in Hoenn and Sinnoh, but that's not important now. The end," I concluded.
"So… Mew is everyone's ancestor?" asked Hecate. I nodded yes, which only provoked another question: "But Arceus came before him." I facepawed myself, narrowly missing my horn.
"Listen, it's just a story, and I doubt it's all true," I said.
"Where'd you hear it from, anyways?" questioned Hecate.
"Some Golbat who'd been to Kanto," I replied. "Nice guys, actually."
"Where'd you meet them?"
"The past," I answered. 'What happens then stays then' is probably my life's motto.
"That's not an answer," Hecate complained, putting on a pouty face.
"I need some sleep. G'night," I said, brushing past her and settling down on a particularly soft patch of grass. I lay down my head, and before falling asleep, I saw Hecate doze off, but she began to twitch in her sleep. I ignored it and fell asleep myself.
I typically don't dream, since I'm a Dark type and the Psychic resistance and whatnot, but when ghosts are around, I am a very lucid dreamer.
I was in a forest, very similar to my own back at the grotto. I glanced around, expecting to see a random Shuppet floating around or something. These dreams were very uninteresting, and would sometimes last for what seemed like hours.
Instead, I found myself wandering into a clearing where an absolutely magnificent Pokémon stood. It had multicolored antlers, and a sleek blue body that looked a lot like a Stantler's. I gawped; hey, you would've too. That thing was beautiful.
"Help… me…" The Pokémon staggered and fell on its side, heaving. I tried to run towards it, but the gap between us seemed to stretch out infinitely. I sprinted as fast as I could, but it was getting no nearer. Using my last ounce of strength, I leaped out in front of me, claws outstretched, as if this were just a Rattatta that had wandered too far away from its home.
And fell into a black void that had spread between us. Twisting, I tried to sink my claws into anything I could find, but there was nothing. Even the gap where the sunlight coming down through the clearing had vanished, leaving nothing more than a darkness that almost seemed solid. I looked around wildly, trying to find a way out.
A light that may have just been my imagination, it was so faint, appeared in the center of my vision. It tried to grow brighter, but flickered, and eventually went out. I called to it, to anything, to escape this nightmare. I hit the bottom.
I jolted awake in the dead of night, shaking. I glanced around at the other team members, who were still asleep, Hecate twitching a little. I sighed and turned over onto my other side, closing my eyes once more.
Author's Note:
Epsilon is NOT lesbian. Just wanted to clear that up. And no, the two mystery guys are not the same. You can still guess who they are though. Maybe I'll use your guess if you're wrong.
And Yay! Backstory! If any of you have an idea of where Epsilon came from, you are either the best guesser on earth, a psychic, or me. But IDK how Psychic powers work over the Internet. Also, sorry for all of Epsilon's genius moments, had to move the plot forwards. Let's just say that Absol rival Alakazam in their IQs. Yep, that'll do it. :)