Here we go! It's been a long time! I plan to oscillate between updating this story and the other story.

Enjoy!

Chapter 9

Darkness, it was all I could see. I was floating in a massive void of nothing. I tried to move, to find a way to understand where I was, but I couldn't. My entire body felt held down by something, yet I couldn't find anything. I couldn't teleport, and my psychic powers were useless. My mind raced, every idea popping into my head. Was I dead? Did someone or something catch me? Was this caused by my powers.

I was torn from my thoughts when images appeared around me. Some of them I recognised; the egg I tried to steal, the Pokémon I've fought, the boy with the Pikachu, but others I had never seen before. Their images came thick and fast; an ancient war, a mew commanding one side. Then it all disappeared, replaced by one image, but this one was different.

It was of a time not long ago, based on the cloths the humans wore. They looked to be scientists and archaeologists, searching an ancient temple. Suddenly, they opened a tomb, or rather, a coffin. Inside was what truly shocked me; the lifeless body of a dead Mew. The place looked old, and yet the Mew looked like it had only died that day. Was this place special? Did it have any bearing on the images I'd saw earlier? Perhaps this was the Mew they cloned me from? I did not know, but the detail in these images were exquisite. It led me to believe that they weren't images, but rather memories. But who's memories, were they?

I woke up, the rocky floor of Cerulean Cave replaced by the soft surface of a lustrous rainforest. The place was full and never ending. As far as I could see, and sense, the forest reached. How'd I gotten here, I had no idea.

But I suddenly felt the presence of a powerful Pokémon I'd thought I'd never meet. Following my psychic sense, I found myself outside the same ancient temple from those images. Perhaps they were real.

Venturing inside, the moss-covered walls continued as I ventured deeper, until finally I could hear the voice of the Pokémon I'd sensed. "It's creepy, you know, visiting the resting place of those that came before. It's weird traveling past the bodies of some that I idealised." The voice in my head was distinctly female.

"I know what you mean." Wait, there was another Pokémon there? But I couldn't sense it? That means… Dark-type, the word popped into my head. I'd have to keep listening and learn as much as possible. "I ferried some of these soles to the afterlife. You may have learned about them, but I've known all of them quite well."

"But I thought that was Yveltal's job?" the female asked. "It's why he must always sleep."

"For all except Mews," the other explained. "There is much you haven't learned yet. I'm no ordinary Darkrai, you should already know that."

"Yeah, I know, you weren't created by Arceus, but rather Celest. I still don't understand that by the way?"

"Celest chose my spirit for something special, just like he chose you. Remember, Arceus made Celest."

I followed along, trying to understand what they were talking about, but none of it made sense to me, it just seemed like gibberish. As I turned a corner, I suddenly found myself in a massive hall with carvings of Mew above concrete coffins. Each one had a name above it, indicating the different Mew held within.

I'd never realised how many Mews there had been, and it scared me. If Team Rocket had managed to get one body, how hard would it be to get another and start the cloning process all over again?

I felt the presence on the other side of the hall. Travelling down it, I continued to silently listen to their conversation.

"Damn it, you were right, they'd taken 'his' body." The female voice said, stopping at an open coffin.

"You know what this means right?" the other Pokémon continued.

"Yes, that Aga-"

I suddenly felt my body involuntarily attack, using all my psychic power. I sent a beam of energy towards the two figures, who reacted quickly, coming into view. Indeed, they were both Pokémon; a Mew and a Darkrai.

While my attack effected Mew, it didn't scratch the Darkrai. Darkrai responded in kind, launching an attack that knocked me back in surprise, but I didn't let it phase me. Summoning the same attack I'd used on the Tyranitar, I launched it at Darkrai.

The Pokémon seemed to expect this, disappearing into thin air before it could reach it. "Mew, run, I'll hold him off." I heard Darkrai command. No, we can't let her escape! That voice again.

I felt my body surge with the same energy of the attack I'd just sent, and before I knew what was happening, a large sphere of energy surged out from my body, expanding in every direction. The last thing I remember was an explosion, and the temple around me began to disappear.

I came to on the grassy floor of the rainforest, the temple a smoking ruin. I rose to my feet, trying to understand what had happened when I found the unconscious body of Mew. Raising it with my psychic powers, I smiled, happy I had finally captured the Pokémon I'd sought the most. I took one last look at the smouldering ruin of the temple, pleased that the bodies of the other Mews had likely been destroyed in the explosion. I guess they couldn't create another Mewtwo now.

The battle with Mew and Darkrai was short, but I can guarantee there will be full on battle later, I just didn't want to add any extra detail and save it for later. I want to complete this as quickly as possible so I'm going to be skipping some parts I believe are unnecessary, meaning that I'll be able to write quicker.