Several days after it's close encounter, which was now all but forgotten. Mew was inspecting the front door of the lighthouse, for the umpteenth time. The door had some very elaborate carvings on it depicting several pokémon. Mew was still perplexed by that one image. Finally, resigning it called its partner over. "Delia do you recognize this pokémon? I find it a little unsettling that I am unfamiliar with it."
When Delia reached the door, and looked at the image he was referring to, all color drained from her face. "This… this can't be good"
"What?" Mew asked restlessly "what is it?!"
"I have seen that exact same image somewhere else before."
"WHERE did you see that image, Delia? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Remember That bioweapon That Giovani is attempting to create? I swiped his notes... look." She slowly reached into a pocket on her skirt and pulled out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Mew.
Across most of the pages was a bunch of human scientific jargon that Mew couldn't hope to understand. There were also several pages missing. Though the notes in the margins gave him a general Idea of the project. This WAS what team rocket needed it, or at least it's DNA, for after all. On the last page, just as Delia claimed, was an image nearly identical to the one on the door except it was labeled with more of the strange symbols used in human science.
"But what does it mean?" Mark asked
"How should I know?"
"Are you sure we can trust this family?"
"I… I don't know!" Delia was on the verge of tears
Seeing this mew softened and embraced Delia. "I'm sorry. I forget sometimes that you're not familiar with the darkness in this world and really that's a great thing. Yet, what you've learned his last month and a half … it must be hard for you isn't it? Before now, people like team rocket were no more real to you than the boogeyman."
All Delia could do was nod.
"Let's find somewhere we can talk in private. We'll figure this out. I promise… together."
