Guns, Aura, Vengeance

by Absol Perfect Disaster

Since birth, the power of "Life Energy" has remained dormant within me slowly morphing my youth revealing its prowess. I've endured death, defied the physics of the human body as loyal pokemon and allies assist in this epic account.

13. Chapter 12

AN: 18k+ words this chapter…sorry for those who just can't find the time to keep track of these long, excruciating chapters but I'm sure it'll be worth it in the end. Oh yeah, for those who remembered watching the first season of the pokemon anime and movies a long time ago when it was actually awesome there are real cameo references from those so be on the lookout!

Read and if you can if you don't mind drop a review or comment pretty please because they's are very supportive to me.

Chapter 12: May God be With Me

Out in the foliage within thick vegetation Celsius, Fahrenheit, as well as the recovering absol and I trekked deep within the Feliciano Property to locate a large enough clearing for a very important practice. We all walked in silence respectably through the forest north west of the property. Today is Mother's Day, and for the first time in years Celsius and I will show our appreciation to Mom.

As I walked I tried so hard to hold back my tears. Three Arceus damn years since that massacre! Through clenched fists I tried hard to repress those memories. Celsius was leading, but I can tell she was as distressed as I was. Fahrenheit escorted us empathetically. I brought Absol along to witness first hand why we hate the mafia so much further explaining to her how Celsius and I became assassins.

A few nights after she was discharged while I fed her and watched her eat to see her enjoy the new diet she was getting I explained a lot about that night my family was murdered, why I'm here, and why I kill people. When I told her as she ate she kept making eye contact with me and even stopping for a few minutes seeming to listen to my story, and as far as I knew she understood. I saw her now healthy features in the daylight. Her red edged and black and blue striped horn and tail were highlighted by the casting sunlight penetrating through the canopy. Her red eyes were piercing and sharpened as usual in a serious gaze reminding me of me with my brown eyes, well what used to be me.

Probably miles away from the mansion, even further than the training camps, we ended up passing the forest line into what I've been searching for. For a great distance we were surrounded by looming evergreen trees as we walked into the warm spring sunlight. After keeping my head down for the entire walk I finally looked up. It was a very calm, beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in sight, the sun still hung high within the clear turquoise sky, and the foliage around didn't move an inch from any disturbances.

Earlier this morning I demanded one of the drivers to take me into the city, no questions asked, so I can buy a card, a balloon, and some flowers. Those were the items I could think of at the top of my head since I never concentrated on learning how to show special appreciation on these occasions. The owner of the bouquet shop seemed to know what I was trying to do so she recommended a large bundle of 30 assorted tulips ranging to purple, violet, red, and yellow bulbs speaking like she actually knew my mother's favorite flower because I really didn't. I took out the Mother's Day card from the bag I carried with a piece of paper. Kneeling down with a pencil in hand I wrote on the paper:

Dear Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle, Aunt, Lithium… everyone that I knew and loved,

Happy Mothers Day Mom, Grandma, and Auntie and sorry that I didn't write these past three years but this letter is for everybody. I don't think I'm good at touching someone's heart through writing but Celsius and I want you all to know that we love each of you so much and we miss all of you. If we had ever upset anyone or did something bad I'm sorry, we're really sorry. I miss you all so dearly. I wish I could think of more to say, but as for us, we're living well in great luxury that everyone would wish for. We will be fine. We met a pokémon that supports us and wishes to say that he loves you too because he's now part of the family. His name is Fahrenheit. My new found pokémon is still getting used to my identity but she might not stay for a while. I hope each of you are having a great time in Heaven next to Arceus. I may not make it there anymore from the sins I've committed. I can't see you all once I die and for that I'm so deeply sorry. I'm creating a bad image for myself shaming you, Mom and Dad, but I must avenge you all. For now I'm hoping to make contact by these letters, and we'll be back next month for Father's Day.

Love,

Rayn Excal, Celsius Excal, Fahrenheit Excal, Absol

PS: Celsius misses you a lot Lithium. She loved you more than a friend and a brother.

I folded the piece of paper then placed it in the Mother's Day card and put both in the envelope. I signed it then passed the card around so my pokémon can leave their paw prints on the back of the card. Celsius handed me a red balloon that was shaped into a heart that had "Happy Mother's Day" written in big light blue font. After tying the string to the envelope I put it face up under a big oak tree that was one of the few standing in the middle of the clearing then stepped backwards surveying the scene. Celsius walked up then placed the bouquet of tulips next to the envelope under the tree looking almost like a memorial or burial site.

That's when Celsius and I stood up straight and put our feet together and saluted like an officer. We were saluting to my father who was a sergeant unit in S.W.A.T. We went at ease then walked back over to the balloon while Fahrenheit and Absol stood back. I took out a knife and cut the balloon string. As the balloon floated out of the clearing I stared at the helium filled heart being carried away by the breeze towards the direction of the coastline.

"Gardevoir, I didn't forget about you…Happy Mother's Day," I inaudibly spoke as I kept my eyes on the balloon, "Lucario, I'll be here next month. Riolu, Ralts…I'm keeping my last promise to you two. I'll be there…"

After a minute of staring I finally let some of my tears flow. The few tears became a flood of anguish as I completely lost my composure and dropped into a kneed position under the tree. I always try not to think about my family but in this setting I just can't help myself.

Celsius wrapped me in a hug and joined me. Fahrenheit came in and hugged Celsius and I close too for support. Absol, not knowing what to do paced up to us. Celsius and I were the ones crying while Fahrenheit was trying to comfort us both. Absol approached us with a sincere look in her eyes this time. Hopefully after a month and a half of being around us she accepted why we share so much in common. She then began speaking with her absol cries pronouncing much of her name which I couldn't understand.

I felt Celsius turn her head from behind my shoulder to face Absol. "Mother's Day, it's a special day once a year where people all around show their mothers great appreciation for being a mother. As you know, our mother is gone which is why we came out here to show our thanks within nature. M-4 and Jewel are doing the exact same thing right now close by." This got her fixed into Celsius as she explained the holiday. "We just want to kill everybody that wronged our childhood," she finished with aggression.

We still had Absol's attention as she responded to Celsius. As she communicated she draped her head down looking shamed, or saddened while speaking almost inaudibly. Maybe she wanted to show her appreciation as well.

"It's not too late. And as a pokémon just thanking your mother in your prayers shows enough appreciation."

"If I knew you wanted to contribute I would've given you some flowers to lay down for your mother, I'm sorry," I added to which Absol just nodded saying "sol" which hopefully means "that's okay".

Absol, which is what we all call her, has made a great recovery being with us. As far as I know, she's friendly towards us, no longer growling at us, but she's extremely introverted even when doing the simplest tasks around us like eating, drinking, or relieving herself. Before, she used to be so shy that she couldn't sleep around us as she would wake up each half hour or even pull all nighters from what Celsius has seen which made me feel really bad she was still frightened towards us. I do know that she knows she's not with slavers though. The night she was discharged I fed her the healthiest food we had giving her small meals at a time. At first she was timid but upon the first nibble she immediately consumed all the contents very rapidly. I guess that must've been her first good meal in a long, long time. She might not even remember the last time she had a good meal before that one. Even though she liked the food however she was still shy when I fed her, seeming to make sure I was okay with it to which I felt awful for because after I said "it's okay" or "go ahead" she ate very quickly barely even slowing down to savor the tastes of the expensive food we're given. That went on for about a month, and now she's made a complete recovery as she's built a lean, healthy layer of fat and muscle over her frame. Comparing her to when I first found her she looks just like a young, normal absol; clean and slender.

As my pokémon and I embraced I looked up to see Jewel approaching us. "Sorry, did I interrupt?" she spoke telepathically.

"No, no, you came perfectly. Thank you for coming to translate for me," I answered wiping my tears away and getting up.

"No problem," she replied as the psychic intensity increased in my mind again, "The link is open."

"Translate…" I heard Absol speak this time with less pain and more clarity in her calm tone, "You mean translate me?"

"Yes," I answered as my pokémon stood next to me in front of her. All of us towering over her must've intimidated her because she took a small hesitated step back. "I brought you out here not only so you can witness the love we give to our lost family, but also so that I can give you an offer." As I said that her confused expression cancelled and soon she sat in place listening to us. I knelt down in front of her and rubbed along her neck and scalp, but as I did that I saw her eyes trail over to the long scar that I received from her. As soon as she saw that she backed away from me with her head down.

"I'm sorry I hurt you badly that day," she apologized lowly, "I shouldn't be given this kind of treatment."

"You only did it in defense. I understand and it's alright-"

"No, I expected to get punished but… just as you, Celsius, Fahrenheit, and even Jewel kept urging me after I had cut you, you did put me in a great place, fed me, sheltered me. How could I ever forgive myself for being such a burden to you all? Sometimes I think that I'm really dead and just resting in paradise, but I still live with this guilt… and fear. I thought you were all slavers, and for that I deeply apologize," she explained a little shakily as that must've taken a lot out of her to apologize to all of us, except she shouldn't be apologizing.

"This is reality Absol, remember that. You are safe from slavers, and you don't have to apologize for it. You shouldn't be scared anymore. I decided to bring you hear and help you get better-"

"But why?" she pleaded even appearing to tear up around her eyes.

"Because, I couldn't leave you to die," I told her forcefully, "I'm not an average person. Whenever I see a pokémon hurt I just have to help it. Plus I love absol in general. They're my favorite pokémon. I wish what the slavers did to you never happened because it should never happen to anyone. Now that I learned that slavers are real it really sickens me to hear about their slaughters, and I hate people who kill innocent lives."

"I have the same except opinion, they don't deserve to live…that's why I trust you all because you only live to avenge your family," she continued.

"But…now that you're healthy…I'm offering you freedom back into the wild." Once I said that her eyes perked up as she sat down listening intently. "If you stay with us, there's a good chance you will die because of what we do, and I don't want you to die because of me."

Absol just sat there for a few seconds before nodding and turning away from us. That's when I took out her pokéball ready to smash the sphere upon seeing her walk away. "I knew I was such a burden to you all," she spoke lowly.

"You're not a burden; I don't want you to die just because of my causes! You don't deserve that. If you stay you have to learn how to fight."

"But, since I was brought in I have witnessed what you all train for. I have seen Celsius and Fahrenheit fight and follow commands. I have seen you lead and attack. I have seen all of you get strong and defend each other. I want to help, and learn how to fight and defend."

Her last statement caught me and even my pokémon way off guard. Did she just say she wants to stay? "If you stay, you would have to do what we do. I would have to train you vigorously so you could participate in dangerous assignments just like the rest of us. You would have to kill others, and you might die with us in the end though!"

"I know the risks, and I'm willing to take them. I want to get stronger," she told confidently intently keeping her eyes focused on me and no where else.

"We want to kill these people that we live with right now. That's why we're here. You would have to risk your life for me…"

"I'm willing to stay with you; I'm willing to risk my life to end these bad people."

Her answers kept making me smile as she was basically giving herself to my team. "Then do you accept becoming my loyal pokémon. Loyalty to me means respect, trust, and friendship in my words. Being loyal is devoting your life to me as I do the same for you. The problem is wherever I go shit happens, but I promise I will devote myself to trying to find a way to live happily after we avenge our family. As you train with us I will still feed you, shelter you, take great care of you, and teach you how to become a leader. Do you thrive to help avenge what we've lost because you never lost anything because of them?"

"I…I do. I want to become a leader, I thrive to kill those that don't deserve to live, and I want to lead a great cause!" she declared with great energy making me smile proudly that I now have an absol on my team.

"Excellent answer!" I beamed becoming very happy at that moment to know that an absol was joining me. I walked over to pet her and she accepted pitching her head so I can get her various spots as my pokémon got by me appearing to approve the situation as well with smiles. "You're going to need a name. I don't want to just call you 'Absol' all the time." I actually couldn't believe this was happening! An absol was joining my team! I pondered for a minute trying to decide what to name her. "I want you to forget your old identity okay. How about… Crecstine; pronounced like the name Kristine. Your horn and tail is like the crescent moon with black and blue arcanine striped patterns which I have never heard of before. Plus now that you're healthy you already look gorgeous so you deserve a great name."

"Gorgeous?" she paused, even blushing a little past her blue face from probably never receiving a complement before, "Thank you, I accept the name," she responded still looking serious.

"Welcome to the team Crecstine. Once we get inside I will tell you everything about the codes and rules of this house and how you're going to be trained. You're going to learn a lot here so be prepared." She nodded as we all formed back around the bouquet.

The first non fire type pokémon of my team! The only negative thing is that she could die here which I'm going to be constantly worried about. However, now another big step in planning the massacre is to find a way to not get caught so we can all live on without consequences. It will take some time for her to truly open up for I don't know a lot about her yet, but until then she will get the treatment we all get here.

"So your mother and father were very successful for your kind?" she asked as we approached the oak tree.

"Yes, I still remember the time that we all lived together, before this all happened, before I came here…" I spoke.

"I see, but at least you remember what your father looked like…"

That night I tossed and turned in my bed. There're so many thoughts swimming in my head that I couldn't sleep. My family, how many people I have killed, if Arceus will let me see my parents again, or how will I live if people figured out I killed so many people, their reactions- Fuck! I threw the covers off and walked to my weapons locker. I opened the thick titanium door and surveyed the many tools inside. The only source of light was the beams from the moon shining through my open curtains illuminating the floor shading my back walls a light hint of blue. I took out an M82 cartridge and looked into the slit where the 50. BMG rounds were. I popped one out rolling the round around my palm lost in thought. This bullet in my hand can blow a body in half leaving a red cloud of mist to cover the evidence for a few seconds; I've seen it happen countless times. I wonder how much pain those targets went through and if they really deserved it. How alarming is it to have your whole body ripped in half without any warning? How much pain did those people feel when they died that way?

Wait…This thought scares me. Why the hell am I even thinking this! I grasped the bullet hard in my hand then chucked it at the ground in frustration listening to it loudly bounce of the hard wood floors. Damn it, I have never ever let any of these thoughts bother me before, so why now? Why has this trauma begun to seep out of my head? It's been going on for weeks and it's pissing me off which is why I'm losing sleep. Do my pokémon always feel this way?

That's when I had a sudden realization that if I just acquired an absol, basically my most wanted pokémon, and I promised her that I'll find a way to live and become a trainer then… As soon as that came to my head I immediately ran to my garbage bin near my computer and thankfully found the crumpled up piece of paper that I didn't empty out yet; thank goodness. I actually took it out and checked the name "absol". Crecstine, I'll make sure that you grow happy here. As I kept flattening the piece of paper down as best as I could I actually thought of the future pass the ending of this family. If M-4 and I do succeed in our plans we may walk away free! If I do become a trainer then the list will simply work like this. If I see a pokémon but don't catch it I'll highlight the name green. If I catch it I checkmark it. If I see a pre evolved form of any of these pokémon but don't catch it then it'll be highlighted orange. If I catch the unevolved form then I'll still put a checkmark. However, this is all still a fantasy to me. I folded up the paper and stored it in my wardrobe next to my lucky Gardevoir cloth. Both of those items will remind me that I have a journey after this mess.

I walked towards my pokémon's room of the suite. There I saw Crecstine on the foot of Celsius' bed sleeping soundly. I guess she's realized that this is the best home she's ever had; good. I looked at Fahrenheit's bed being next to Celsius' which is also a king size bed since after his evolution. He wasn't there- what the hell?

(POV)

"Damn it, where's the beef and rice flavored poké-chow at?"

"Hey… Fahrenheit can we talk?"

I jolted and almost fell off the shelves of the pantry from hearing Jewel's voice. I jumped down onto the marble flooring of the giant, still active kitchen and walked over to her smiling happily. "M-4 finally let you out? Yes! I missed you so-"

"Actually, he let me out because… I'm not in heat anymore…" she spoke hesitatively.

"Y-you're not?"

"No, it passed yesterday. And…please, is it okay that we put all of last month behind us?" she friendly requested walking up to me.

"Wait, are you asking me to just forget that whole thing between us never happened?" I pressed on just praying that this was just some kind of joke she was pulling. Oh please don't say what I'm afraid you're going to say.

"Please, I know it's hard but try not to make this any harder. It was like some kind of force took over my whole body which is not like me. Instincts drove me to make stupid decisions. I would never give my body away like that to anyone. It's just I want to stay friends and if you still like me then can we start out as close friends, please?"

I was frozen in place by her speech. I was so close that time to mating her and now that opportunity was just blocked off from me? No mating, no sex, no yiffing, it's just back to jacking and sucking off as a virgin that was so close? No… no, no, no this can't be true! Why did I just get teased like that! Clenching my fists in complete disappointment all I could think of doing was just facing the ceiling, falling to my knees, and roaring out my vocal chords, "NOOOOO!"

(POV)

Fully dressed like an assassin, Fahrenheit and I were waiting on the roof top of the mansion for my ride to pick us up for our next assignment. I grasped my temples with my finger tips sighing on the ledge in total frustration. I really never saw this day coming. Every second I wait for this transport I get more pissed off. I don't have a choice; I have to suck it up. I just have to say "fuck it" and complete this assignment.

"So, what's the briefing on the assignment? Is it so bad that you can't tell me?" Fahrenheit began as he sat next to me probably feeling really uncomfortable with the energy of my anger.

"We have to work for Team rocket for about a week," I blankly told, "It's an aid escort, a very important one. We're going to rendezvous with a Team Rocket sea convoy off the southern tip of Ever Grade Island where we will support the convoy delivering a very 'rare' package to a secret lab hidden in the middle of the ocean south of the Kanto Region. This task is long, mainly the trip, but we have to deliver it and watch it for a day. No, details on what the actual package is though, but it's probably just another artifact that a bunch of smugglers and even federal officers want. And failure cannot be tolerated…"

"What are you gonna do? You hate Team Rocket. Shit, even I hate them from what you've told me about them. Maybe Celsius and I could switch positions and I'll just watch over Crecstine," he laughed knowing he meant that as a joke which sort of caused me to snicker.

"There's nothing I can do about it," I shrugged, "I just want this to be done with and leave T.R. forever."

"M-14, where you at!" I heard M-4 call out appearing out of the door leading to the third floor of the mansion.

"The hell do you want now?" I snapped with irritation because I have this assignment because of him.

"Okay, you're pissed so I just wanted to say my bad… and if this is a Team Rocket assignment then I think you should take her," He responded innocently before showing me his pokéball.

"Wait a minute. You're letting me borrow Jewel for this task!" I exclaimed.

"Just this fucking once! I heard a lot of restraining is needed to keep Pokémon in check so she can use her psychic on them without hurting the shit out of them." He then handed me the pokeball.

I took it in hand scanning the orb almost lost in thought. M-4 even told me before he would never let anyone use his pokémon. "Thank you… I'll bring her back unharmed."

"You fucking better. If I find one scratch on her then you're fucked," he told me. "And for you," he pointed to Fahrenheit, "Holy shit if I find crusted white shit on her fur then your fucked," he told Fahrenheit.

"Eat a dick, M-4," Fahrenheit responded coldly.

"What'd he say?" M-4 demanded.

"He said 'eat a dick.'" I casually responded.

"Ooh, yeah you're funny M-14, but you fucking better keep Jewel safe," he responded sarcastically not believing I was saying the truth, "Like I said sorry, I couldn't do this one."

"Look thank you, but I have everything under control here." After I said that I began hearing beatings in the air that slowly grew louder. A black aircraft similar to a V-22 Osprey but smaller appeared in the distance where upon hovering over the mansion the prop engines pitched up thrusting the aircraft in a slow decent to the pad. The twin prop engine aircraft was painted in jet black with the red "R" over the cabin door. It has the design of giant pivoting prop engines on the ends of both wings to switch from hover mode to flight mode with two smaller prop engines on the back built at the ends of the elevator wings. The wings still stay parallel to the ground without shifting as the engines were facing up unlike the V-22 which has its wings move with the engines.

"What the fuck, someone got an RPG I can use?" M-4 asked rhetorically. The cabin door split open with stairs folding down to the concrete. "Heh, bet you and I can fly one of those by now, but anyways good luck," M-4 commented before leaving us to go back in the mansion. I got up with a very annoyed look on my face. I looked at Fahrenheit who had the same expression.

"Well at least we have Jewel by our side, she can keep you company," I told with a small smile.

"Yeah…" Fahrenheit sighed.

I released Jewel out of her ball. After she had formed she began with, "I'm here to assist you Rayn."

"Thank you, and please don't call me that, what if they hear our telepathic conversations?" I responded as a grunt came out of the VTOL.

He was wearing all black. Black pants, black long sleeve shirt, black baret, and black utility boots. His expression was stern and sharp. He walked up to me and scanned my body. "Is this it? Where's the rest of you?"

"Are you saying I'm small because I can throw you off the roof top right now," I responded with intimidation.

He was without a doubt intimidated and surprised by my response. I may be young but I can be daunting. "N-no… where's the other assassin?"

"Other assassin?" I questioned looking around, "I thought it was just me-"

"Right here, grunt!" I heard a familiar voice call out. Oh no… I turned around to confirm if it was the dark, feminine voice of the assassin I just heard.

"Wait a second. I thought it was just me, not MP-5 too! It never mentioned that in the briefing," I flared at the grunt.

"What you scared, little brat?" the assassin responded with authority looking down at me as she got next to me. I grunted at her remark.

I have to admit. After working with this assassin a few times she's a bit scary. Her name in this house is MP-5 since her primary weapons are two HK MP-5A3's set on the sides of her waist and a Streyr AUG A3 assault rifle strapped on her back diagonally. She doesn't have any one handed weapons since she dual wields her MP-5's, but she has three pokémon being an ariados, a skorupi, and a shelgon. However, rumors have it that she custom builds her own weapons in her suite since the Don granted her education in engineering in the combat and mechanics field and gave her access to many workshops and materials available around the mansion. Hell even some strange talk has it that she invented some kind of device that can turn matter invisible. I don't find that crap true. I mean how in the hell can anyone perfect turning shit invisible. She is crazy with technology and is ranked as the best electronic advisor of the assassins and like the others takes great pride in being an assassin.

Her real name is Amanda Jay. She's the oldest at nineteen years and second most experienced in the house, brought in Mafia 14 at twelve years old shortly after M-60 was brought in. From what I've seen her intimidation does back up her skills in assassinations. She features sharp blue eyes that even creeps me out when she looks at me with a constant smirk at her lips, sleek silver colored hair running down to her mid back, all purple trench coat wrapped tightly by a purple belt around her waist, and a tight maroon one piece suit that takes the shape of her entire body covering up to her hands with gloves at the ends with the foot area tailored to have high heels built in which she designed herself that has the armor we all wear within the fabric and is designed to adapt to the surrounding temperatures.

"Both of you listen up!" someone shouted from inside the aircraft. A much bulkier looking man came out of the cabin with a long black draping trench coat; he's definitely the admin of this assignment. "I'm assuming you both read the briefing. Yes, you will be escorting a dangerous package into our facility but don't ask any questions about it. You each will meet up with M-60 at Ever Grande Island, board the boat with the package, and stay on sentry duty around the deck. I do warn you though, we're not expecting any attacks, but we wouldn't have called you out for assistance if there wasn't a threat. No, the real threat is within the package. If anything jumps out from the three inch steel armored box I want you to try and immobilize it before it causes destruction. Don't kill it for Arceus' sake. Now if you got that then in the plane!"

"Yes sir!" we both exclaimed at the same time even though I kept mentally regretting it now knowing they captured a pokémon.

MP-5 walked in to the cabin of the aircraft. I was about to walk in before the admin stopped me with his palm. "Whoa, you don't know the rules? There are no pokémon allowed out in the ship. That's like carrying a live grenade in here. Withdrawal your fucking weapons!"

I gave him a stern glare with all my anger. I was about to lash out at the Admin and cut his tongue out. I looked at Fahrenheit who was equally pissed then at Jewel who seemed a little hurt with a mixture of anger, but I pulled out their pokeballs from my belt. "Return…" I spoke blankly. After they were sucked into the orbs I gave the admin another stern glare before walking in the cabin, taking my weapons off putting them next to my seat, and taking a seat opposite of MP-5 as instructed which I felt very uncomfortable doing from having to face her the whole flight. MP-5 and I have had some bad history. When we were both assigned to assassinate a diamond dealer, she had left me behind when the cops showed up. Luckily Command gave me an underground escape route through the sewers but it was still dangerous. Also, MP-5 hates pokémon only pretending to respect them but she only views them as disposable tools; well very expensive ones at least. She nearly left her pokémon out in the heat of a gun battle and didn't care until she got to a safe area.

I lied back in my chair as the engines whirred to full power where I just rested back trying anything to speed up the assignment.

Standing on deck of my objective it's been four days since we left on the escort out of six scheduled days. The sun had descended completely behind the horizon leaving a dark tint of blue fading throughout the sky with gold and faint orange crimson spreading through the horizon that charted the outlines of distant clouds. I was fatigued from being tired and pretty much bored walking around the boat every minute looking behind shadows since only a few hanging light fixtures illuminated the deck. The tiredness made me feel so dizzy I would even stumble over every once and a while from the boat rocking in the water. I reached for the sky to stretch out. I felt my spine, knees, and shoulders crack in different places giving me huge relief, and then continued on my patrol.

Of the large convoy of eight vessels being speed boats and other cargo boats, we assassins and several grunts were stationed on the one with the package. It was an odd looking ship over 150 feet long with a weird external design. It had no curves to it at all. Instead it had the solid wall designs similar to the F-117 Night Staraptor. It must be a stealth boat since a hull without any curves can deflect radar waves, which is why there are no external threats.

"Yo, M-14," M-60 called out from behind me, "Looks like it's time to change shifts, my turn now, lucky for you."

"Heh, about damn time, I'm starting to get sea sick from this shit," I responded as we exchanged casual handshakes.

When I first rendezvoused with him the first thing I noticed was that he grew bulkier, not that he wasn't bulky before since he has to carry all of his weapons' weight, and he was slightly tanner from his original skin tone, not as much as M-4 and I though. However, what made him really different was that underneath his weapons he wore a long black and red trench coat just like the admins with the red "R" insignia on the left breast. Everything he wore was completely black. The only thing that contrasted the dark on him was his short golden blonde hair, still expressive blue eyes, and jokey smile.

After we shook hands and exchanged positions on deck I saw that MP-5 was actually out on the deck when she's supposed to be resting while I was on patrol duty.

"The hell is she doing out here?" I asked with irritation.

"Who-oh holy shit! Is that MP-5, about damn time she came out of her cabin, it's like she's been hiding from me all assignment long. Damn, she's grown more into a woman lately!" he beamed.

"Well shit, I don't see why not. You've never changed M-60."

"Damn, right! Be right back." As I leaned back against the guard rail of the state-of-the-art ship I saw M-60 was communicating with her appearing to be flirting as he looked up her very feminine form. At first I saw MP-5 giggle in response which had me smiling for him but then she quickly brought her palm up and smacked it across his cheek which made me smile wider and chuckle which was when they walked away from each other. "I get that from her a lot. It is possible to date a girl that older than me, I'm tellin' you."

"Right…you've never change dude," I smiled as I looked at the large red handprint on his cheek, "So, why haven't we been informed about what's in that big ass box behind you," I pointed out to the thing we're supposed to be guarding that was wrapped tightly in a mess of thick chains. It was a thick, metal riveted box taller than M-60.

"Because they don't want you or MP-5 to call up the Don and report what's in there or he'll be pissed. He thinks we're just delivering weapons when it's actually a pokémon. Something about a rare find, but they say shit like that all the time," he answered casually.

"Okay… do you know what kind of pokémon it is, because it looks very big and dangerous if it's locked up in that box? Can it even breathe?"

"Well yeah I know what it is. I was the one that tracked it. It was my mission, it wasn't dangerous just a pain in the ass to find instead, but if I told you what it was you'd be pissed off too, shit…" he chuckled

"So that's it, you're not going to tell me?" I questioned getting really aggravated.

"You're gonna find out anyways, Dialga. And when you do, you mustn't tell the Don."

"Arceus damn it, now I really want to bust that cage open. I can't believe they had you capture pokémon and torture them, fuck!"

"See, I knew you'd get pissed," he smiled.

I walked away irritated and tired from my long patrol wanting to get to my cabin, but due to my heavy fatigue I lost balance and stumbled over to the railing on the opposite side of the ship due to the kick from the rocking boat. Feeling very disoriented I gripped the railing as I gazed at the sea directly below. I never have gotten sea sick before but before I knew it I began to sweat profusely feeling nervous and dizzy. Gripping the railing hard I gazed down the ship listening to the sea rippling against the boat. However, as I looked down I saw a bulge sticking out of the water next to the ship. Looking closer the identity of the object made me jolt back as I saw lifeless limbs and fingers attached to the floating mass as it rocked with the current only exposing the back, head, and arms of the dead body. I quickly pressed into my earpiece about ready to raise our awareness level but as I looked towards the escorting patrol boats I saw more distinct lumps floating along the waters. Seeing they had the same characteristics as the body here I saw there were terrifyingly countless bodies floating out there where I felt my movements fall limp in complete shock. As I blinked trying to clear myself I eerily noticed that the natural hues changed around the atmosphere instead of being blue or black in the dark, the boat turned dark red, with the sea a crimson color looking exactly like blood with a gigantic reflection of the moon in it that was colored orange! The source of this light came from a full red harvest moon hanging above us that highlighted the teeming dead population in the water as bodies kept floating past the boat. Getting really startled and shaky from this image I began backing up slowly lost in disbelief.

"Dude, I thought you were gonna get some shut eye? You okay?" I swiftly turned around to see M-60 and everything around me appear back to normal. Seeing everything change back so quickly, I looked back out towards the ocean to see nothing but a couple escort boats a little ways away.

"Yeah-yeah…I am. I've…just been having these weird ass thoughts and visions lately for the past couple weeks about…death. I'm getting worried man," I told nervously even criticizing myself mentally for panting under my breath from that shocking hallucination I just had.

"I think I know what you're talking about man," he responded placing a hand on my shoulder as we leaned against the railing, "I used to feel sick too when completing several assignments for the Don, but don't worry. Once I get back, we'll take care of him."

"Good…We may get revenge, but our souls are fucked…for all eternity. Shit, I think I might have Post Traumatic Stress. I've been seeing…fucking dead bodies! It's like some dumb ass horror movie playing before me in real life M-60!" I cried almost in fear.

"Patrol Eight, to Big Grey," I heard from my earpiece, "I'm picking up strange movements in the current two 'o clock of your heading three hundred meters away."

Getting back into serious focus M-60 and I ran over to the front of the boat and looked out towards the right with a couple more grunts joining us. All I saw was open ocean with ripples drawn out through the deep blue; unlike my dream... "Mike-One-Four to Patrol Eight, negative, I don't have a visual on-"

Suddenly I got violently kicked off my feet as the boat jerked to the side by what felt like something colliding into us loudly. As I was getting up the boat was hit again this time from the opposite side. Water was rushing onto the deck as I grabbed a rail to carry myself back up before another object hit the ship before another collided into the opposite side! I got knocked down again sliding down side to side on the deck where I was unable to recover my footing for several seconds hearing others scream as water kept rushing on to the deck. I didn't know where I was ending up as I was being thrown around seeing the deck and other people quickly speed past me before I suddenly felt nothing below half my body. I instantly felt my body being taken by gravity where I instinctively tried to maneuver my arms for the nearest ledge or rail to catch myself. I found I slid under a bar of railing gripping it tightly before I narrowly fell into the water. The collisions were causing this boat to capsize as I looked up the deck to see it almost leveled with the moon! I frantically held onto the rail fully drenched until finally the boat tipped back to normal painfully throwing my body against the side of the ship. I tried to throw my arm up but the sea water was causing me to slip until I felt someone grasp my wrist and yank me up. M-60 was standing in front of me where MP-5 surveyed the deck nearby.

"Something just hit the boat! Spread out and find out what it was," I ordered still regaining my composure.

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious," MP-5 responded agitatedly.

We all began fanning out with LED flashlights. I was walking around the side of the ship next to the bridge when something hit the vessel again. Water doused the whole deck as it tipped far to the side but this time I grabbed the railing keeping my feet planted. I immediately pointed my light towards the source of the hit where it shined on a gigantic, moving, glistening figure. All I saw was a blue, wet object passing along the boat's side.

"I'm picking up multiple large signatures under the deck!" the captain warned through our earpieces.

I quickly pointed the light around the figure and saw the last of it past by with a giant fin raising out of the water before bringing the flap down with enough energy to kick up a giant wave over the boat. I froze in place as I saw the water tower over me and the whole boat. The tsunami came down on all of us where I felt the heavy, tormenting impact of hundreds of pounds of water consume me where the frigid sea water washed me around the deck. I was unable to identify where I was from getting disoriented and swallowing up sea water until I painfully collided into the cage we were guarding. The water washed out as I chocked out water profusely being surprised by that kind of force nearly killing us.

"We got men over board!" a grunt called out.

"They were wailord, and they're trying to tip this vessel over!" I informed loudly instantly taking out Jewel's pokéball and calling her out.

Jewel and I ran over to the other side of the deck to find MP-5 using her ariados to shoot Silk String at a wailmer in the eyes causing it to fall off the deck stunned. Everyone present on the deck began using their pokémon to stop the water pokémon from attacking us further. Only Jewel and I pretended to do anything though. Out in the distance I saw a wailord torpedo out of the water above one of the small patrol boats falling back down and crushing everyone on it. When the wailord fell back in the water the boat exploded loudly in a flash of magnificent beaming yellow and orange catching everyone's attention. I had to admit I was pretty happy that these pokémon were fighting Team Rocket. I looked back at the deck and saw an even more appalling sight. Tentacles began flying out of the water and grabbing grunts yanking them above the deck and into the water.

"Everyone get down, now!" M-60 ordered.

A pair of tentacles had grabbed a grunt before he complied pulling him up mid air before stretching his arms and legs out to full span. He let loose an agonizing blood curdling scream until his limbs gave way seconds later littering the whole deck in a giant mess of gore and glistening cakes of jagged flesh. I had to shield my eyes from the eruption of blood projecting out of the grunt's limb stumps. The tentacle released the grunt for his half dead body to splatter more loose hanging entrails that were dangling from what remained of bone and muscle on the deck.

"They just gave us a warning, and that's the example for all of us!" Jewel yelled.

"Shit, these mother fuckers are using lethal Force!" M-60 warned all of the patrol men.

Fuck, countering with our weapons is not going to solve anything; these damn stubborn fucks! I unexpectedly felt something wrap around my torso and pull me up with great speed startling me so bad I yelled out horrifically. Then I felt another tentacle pull my legs trying to yank them off my body! I tried to retract them but the pain was too intense I screamed out my lungs from the fear of getting ripped in half. Damn it, Team Rocket, get me out of this hell zone!

I was temporarily blinded by small explosions erupting below me. It happened so fast that I quickly felt air rushing past me and before I knew it I was back on the deck safe and a little shaken by the rough landing with my ears still ringing. I looked up to see giant glowing red orbs and tentacle silhouettes with the moon further highlighting the outline of a heavily wounded tentacruel. The sight made me sick to my stomach as I saw glistening pieces of its exoskeleton fall into the water then one of its tentacles that was barely dangling tear off before falling into the water causing the tentacruel to let out an ear-splitting shriek. Even though it was so dark I could still picture the Pokémon in agonizing pain.

"Dialga fuck, you okay?" I got up and saw M-60 holding his M32 MGL with smoke still streaming out of the large barrel.

"Shit," I yelled getting back to my feet, "I never knew tentacruel got that fucking big, they're pissed off at all of us!"

"Then we kill it with fire, mother fucker!" he smiled with pride as he released the rotating drum of his launcher where two metallic objects fell out for him to replace the chambers with new grenade rounds as another explosion rocked the battle directly behind him. As he ran to assist others I quickly called out Fahrenheit since we could use his Swift Attacks as all other grunts began shooting for their lives.

(POV)

"Fahrenheit, get with Jewel and watch my back. It's up to you guys!"

"Yes sir!" I declared getting next to Jewel on all fours ready to participate in combat as I saw and heard grunts all around shooting at tentacles with only their attached flashlights and muzzle flashes illuminating the deck before I fired up my neck which provided a lot of light.

"Hey…Fahrenheit!" she grunted loudly through the gunshots as she launched a Psychic attack on two tentacles approaching us holding them then throwing them back into the ocean.

"Hey, good night for a battle eh," I joked about the moment shooting Swift at a tentacle creeping near my foot as a couple grunts ran past us.

"Yes it is!" she laughed seeing her launch a couple more attacks as we stood on fours back to back.

"So… what'd you think of- shit, got your back!" I called shooting a tentacle approaching her with my stars seeing them embed into the flesh as it slithered away heavily wounded.

"Nice save, Fahrenheit, this is exhilarating!" she chuckled as we switched sides where I shot stars at tentacles wrapping around a scared grunt's legs.

"So remember that time we were in the bathroom and we almost mated?" I asked forcefully from defending another grunt from more limbs slithering up the deck as bullets kept raiding the field ricocheting off the metal, "I never felt so close to any other female before, hehe! I'm sure you feel the same way about me," I smiled scooting back closer to her even grinding my hind leg against hers in a jokey but sexual way.

"Some timing you have Fahrenheit, but I recall that point! It did feel good, when I was in the mood!" she joked launching a tentacle back out at sea before feeling her run forward sort of disappointing me that she's turning my advancements down.

"I know its bad timing but it's just love on the battlefield! Didn't you love the way I gripped you so closely! Wouldn't it be exciting to be mated by a much bigger pokémon with gentle, big paws?" Dark appendages kept advancing towards us as I talked but I shot each with razor stars.

"I'm sure you would love that Fahrenheit! Damn, above- jump!"

I turned and saw a tentacle sweep above the wet deck causing her to prone and myself to get on all fours and spring up seeing that appendage trip two other grunts. "Good call, but really if we tried another go at it I think you would really enjoy it!" I grunted from dodging another tentacle, "I would try to describe it to you hotly but it's pretty difficult right now! Besides did anyone ever tell you how majestic you are in combat?"

"I already told you," she yelled shooting another Psychic seeing her panting in fatigue as she suddenly lost her footing, "I want to start over with you. Can't you just accept that? Damn, I'm running low on power!"

"On my way!" I heard Master call out from the other side of the deck as I saw him run in with a Max Ether bottle.

"I know starting over sounds great, but what we had before was amazing until M-4 fucked it up!" I told as I was guarding Rayn behind me while he sprayed her body which would "reload" her powers.

"What we had before was out of impulse!" she screamed as she launched a huge blue wave of Psychic energy towards the whole side of the deck seeing several tentacle fling back into the water splashing the whole boat with water. "Please, don't make this harder than it already is Fahrenheit," she spoke being much quieter this time as the whole scene around us grew silent after her blast where I only nodded though deep down felt defeated.

(POV)

It became silent as the rest of the tentacles that weren't hit were retreating. However several other tentacles grabbed onto the boats railings rocking it violently before a few more tried to pull the cage through the thick chains that held it down to the deck. That's when a long series of quick explosions illuminated the whole scene in vibrant gold from the muzzle flashes of the G36K's as every bullet impacted the thick tentacles. After hearing flesh getting torn up I saw the tentacles retreat back into the water each looking mangled up and shooting out its blood in multiple directions drenching everyone in it. We all quickly fanned out towards the sides of the ship where we all waited for minutes until all signatures disappeared.

"It looked like they were trying to get that cage. Idiotic creatures, don't they know that we overpower them by firepower and numbers?" MP-5 commented as we relaxed a little, but her fact scared me. That means whatever is in that cage is really pissing off a lot of pokémon. Maybe whatever was inside was trying to call for help. Shit, I think this is one very important pokémon. It must be a mythical legend but which kind that size?

"Be on full guard the rest of the night. If anyone spots anything unusual in the water fire a warning shot and report," M-60 ordered the whole crew in the escort.

"And somebody better clean the damn mess off my boat!" the captain yelled through our ear pieces irritably as we all looked at the giant mess of blood and flesh found plastered through out the whole ship.

Days later, the moment finally came as the boat pulled into a giant cave dock built into the side of a cliff in a distant island far from any mainland. As we docked I secretly pulled out a device that had been concealed in my coat this whole escort. It was an optical wire with various mikes all over to capture each sound around me, so I'm going in undercover wearing a wire. I connected the cable to my ENA from under my sleeve and clipped the camera to the edge of one of the side pockets of my coat. I switched the ENA Monitor to the plug-in. It showed a clear picture through the monitor on my wrist for wherever I turned the screen faced that direction.

"Audio check, affirmative?" I spoke. The screen read back "Sound Feedback On. Optical Wiring Check Complete". I pressed the recording button. "This recording is going to prove that Team Rocket is a truly neglectful force through out the world. I and many grunts have just docked in a cave on a laboratory island called New Island located in possibly uncharted territory far from Kanto. I've received an objective to wait on standby for the cage we've been escorting to be transported to the appropriate lab center for…whatever purpose this assignment was for," I explained turning towards the cage that was getting unhooked by the crewman then turning towards the whole dock seeing more busy activity and other vehicles, "M-14 out." I then switched the mode on my monitor screen back so no one sees what I'm doing since the ENA was strapped to my left forearm in plain sight.

A crane on the docking platform was latched secured to the metal cage. The metal box was now swiveling over a large flatbed on a black truck where we assassins and several grunts went to go stand around with weapons drawn out on stand by. Once the cage was set on the bed we all got in other trucks then followed the lead truck out the hangar.

Outside the hangar was flourishing vegetation of unique kinds that I've never seen before where I saw some were kept in small greenhouses. Several large structures were found through out the path as the driver followed the cage. After ten minutes of driving the convoy finally pulled up and stopped in front of the largest building we've past so far, probably the main facility on the island. A crane was found on top of the building where it went over the flat bed with the cage as everyone was ordered to go in the building. Entering we walked through several long corridors where each hall was made completely of industrial riveted material full of other doors to the sides and large numbers labeling rooms and sections. Walking a couple stairs down we entered an underground level of a giant dome room cluttered with lab equipment and machines very unfamiliar to me. The cage was already placed on a high platform in the center of the room. Along the walls of the dome were grunts covering up the walkways that were overhanging the lab. A circular room with windows was built into the ceiling above the center of the lab overlooking all activity as the observation center where I saw a few dark silhouettes moving around through the window pane.

"Be on alert! We have waited so long for this day to come. The Boss' legacy is finally going to come true today as the greatest event in Team Rocket history. After this extraction our organization will be invincible," the speakers boomed as a great voice announced into a microphone from the hanging observatory, "Ready weapons!"

All around me I heard countless echoing clicks from operating rods sliding back readying G36K's that were aimed at the cage. I took out my M14 rifle only appearing ready to defend ourselves.

All of the florescent lights dimmed away only to be replaced by sirens around the room howling with strobe lights projecting tinted yellow around the whole lab giving this operation a strange setting as everyone around me was focused on the cage before us. As the sirens rang multiple grey robotic arms began emerging from the ground around the platform of the cage. Each free swiveling arm had a different tool attached to the ends for disassembling the cage. Suddenly the whirring of drills came to life to take out the giant screws and rivets along the cage lining. What looked like giant suction cups attached themselves to the sides of the cage lifting them apart for everyone to get a glimpse of what was inside. That's when the sirens stopped but the strobe lights kept on going which was our only flashing light source.

"You see men? This is what we have been searching for! This is what will make us invincible!" The speakers sounded.

What I saw began to rapidly explain everything! The image before me was so amazing I even nearly lost grip of my rifle. M-60, who was next to me, actually snickered a bit. I wouldn't be surprised that he would find this funny. After all he doesn't know anything about pokémon so he probably doesn't know why Mew is such a special pokémon and why it had amazed everyone here exponentially. It also slowly angered me greatly.

This is God to so many people, and Team Rocket is going to exploit it! It's already bad enough that they seem to have it sedated as it was unconscious in what appeared to be a transparent sphere resting on a stand. I actually began lowering my weapons as I saw Mew wasn't a threat at all.

"I can't believe it…Mew is actually real!" I spoke silently letting my arms fall.

"The fuck you doin'? Don't lower your guard in this kind of situation, not now!" M-60 told me.

"Why the hell should I even consider aiming at this pokémon!" I retorted quietly, "It's not even a threat. I can never forgive myself if I point a gun at Mew, especially if it's a religious symbol that was long believed to be hidden away in hiding. Dude, if Mew exists…Arceus must exist too! This…this might change everything about what I truly believe!"

"Hah, never knew you were mewish. Just keep it in church…away from me," he joked.

Ignoring his jeers and trying to avoid getting in trouble with the officials around here I raised my rifle back up only aiming at the wall behind Mew. Everyone still had their weapons armed and waiting to fire.

The small, stubby, pink pokémon didn't look like it was in any pain. As a matter of fact it looked perfectly nonbelligerent and innocent as it lay curled in a ball sleeping like it had no worries in the clear spherical cell; hell Mew would've appeared cute if it weren't for the guns pointing in the background and the strobe lights. As I stared in awe, another arm with a smooth end began ascending from the ground next to the cage where the end swiveled ending up over the sphere. I kept observing wondering what that mechanical arm was supposed to do. My question was soon answered as I saw a thin piece of metal glimmer in what little light we had. It was a needle extending from the smooth nub of the arm which pierced through the cell and penetrated into the side of Mew. I winced as I kept watching. They can not do this to Mew…. However, Mew didn't seem to move at all as I exerted my anger towards the strong grip I had on my rifle. I then saw scarlet fluid flowing through a clear tube behind the needle and into the mechanical arm for a few moments until it was pulled out retracting back into the arm. Then another tool emerged from the nub which appeared to be small clippers and a small circle that moved to penetrate the sphere and point directly at Mew's eye where it clipped a small piece of hair. Assuming it was an eyelash, the lash dropped on a Petri Dish below the clipping tool then retracted back into the arm before the whole arm itself retracted away.

"DNA extraction complete," a computer automated tone sounded through the speakers.

Another mechanical arm fitted with a four appendage clamp descended from the ceiling directly above Mew's spherical cell. The clamp gripped the ball and then carried it up with Mew still in it back into the ceiling where it disappeared into a hatch in the ceiling.

"Good job men. We finally got what we wanted without any surprises," the voice spoke through the microphone.

I kept gazing up at the ceiling where the arm went into still numb by what these people had just done. So Team Rocket was after Mew's DNA the entire time, but what for? The more important question however is will they now release Mew?

Everyone had been dismissed off, so I waited with the rest of the assassins in front of the lab doors for further orders. After waiting a few minutes the admin emerged from another door finally approaching us.

"Thank you for your support. If that Mew did attack then there would have been many casualties, but we all got lucky."

"So what's gonna happen with that DNA stuff?" M-60 asked.

"Good question Mitchell. With that DNA we can finally begin our long awaited project. You three have participated in the creation of what will be the most powerful pokémon ever known in existence thanks to your services. That has been Team Rocket's goal since this organization was founded long ago. We think that Mew contains the DNA of every pokémon found through out the world. I honestly thought that Mew didn't exist because of that theory. Using the blood we just extracted we can now generate a clone of Mew. Giovanni has always wanted that gift and he wants to control it. And he wants to thank you Mitchell for scouting that pokémon out, so now you're free from helping out this project any further since the staff here will take care of the rest. You'll report back to Giovanni after this assignment is complete."

"That's good to hear, sir, because in all honesty it's a great pain in the ass to have to fly out of the nation and search thick ass jungles just to rely on eyewitnesses to capture that smart fucker. I had to wear thermal goggles most of the time because they told me after I lost that pokémon three times that it can morph into, I don't know, every damn pokémon ever. Dialga, that sucked balls; almost caught malaria," M-60 complained.

"Hehe, I don't blame you, you have every right to be frustrated at Dr. Fuji," the Admin chuckled.

"Now that you have the DNA do you plan on releasing Mew?" I asked as generously as I could.

"Hah, this is the rarest pokémon in existence! No, Mew is too precious to just let go but it's also too precious to just carelessly experiment on. We plan on conducting many experiments on this pokémon with delicate hands. We can uncover many wonders of pokémon. This organization will now be known to the scientific community as the Foundation of Pokémon Knowledge. These fucking scientists better not destroy that Mew too soon or I swear…I was told I could trust you three, so do not inform the Don about this discovery. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes sir," MP-5 answered to which I copied.

No… they absolutely cannot experiment on Mew! I flinched so hard from his words that the admin even gave me an odd look. I'm on an island right now where pokémon are being dissected alive at this very moment! I know that Team Rocket don't care about how cruel their experiments are. I will not let this happen. Mew doesn't deserve that pain. No pokémon in the world deserves that pain!

"Beyond this door is gonna be a bitch so you know, watch out," M-60 warned.

We were in the same building where Mew's DNA was extracted but definitely in a different area. The admin notified us that we have two hours to rest before we continue guarding Mew this time directly with all weapons and pokémon present as they recalibrate a psychokinetic tunnel that will restrain Mew's powers once Mew's placed in it. Right now, his grunts are preparing a room, bed, and more drugs designed to keep Mew down in case it wakes.

M-60 had led me to the second level of this building where we stood in front of a pair of grey steel polished industrial doors. He walked over to a scanner next to the door holding out a card. The doors then suddenly and smoothly slide to the sides revealing what lied behind them as we proceeded.

I walked pass the doors finding myself on a walkway along all sides overlooking a bright room. I leaned against a rail looking out towards the huge room lying below us as I saw other scientists doing the same as me elsewhere except they jotted down notes on clipboards. The room below me was a great eye-opener for me as it got me paralyzed. Below me and beyond were literally hundreds of clear cubed cells ranging far back to the opposite side of this long chamber containing pokémon of all shapes, sizes, and even conditions. It was laid out in a way that it created a grid of narrow walkways where more scientists were found observing what lied inside. I then remembered about the wire I was wearing. I looked at my ENA screen then switched the mode to optical cable while closely hidden close to my chest. It had a perfect view of the activity as it had been recording since I pressed the "record" button.

Now what really sickened me was what was happening in the cells. When I saw all shapes, sizes, and conditions of pokémon I literally meant that. The pokémon ranged from very large to very small species which many of them appearing to be awake, sedated, active, and mostly horrifically dying. Some species were even unidentifiable. Discoloring, dismembering, limbs placed where they don't belong, metallic devices jutting out of bodies, this lab had everything of harsh inhumane experimentation bringing several hard chills up my being. It was like they transformed their bodies and mutilated them to no end just to see what would happen. I clearly saw the pained expressions on their faces. I looked around and saw monitors showing pulses where I caught one that had a flat line.

"These are the best trials of experiments so far. You know all those other smaller buildings around the island we passed. Each cell here represents one building on the island. In those facilities are tests of pokémon being done, but they bring the best results here and do more note taking and shit."

"So, for example, that single box down there in front of me with the pichu inside," I pointed out, "Represents another facility on this island where they do the same exact test but on more pokémon."

"Yeah, each cell here is a different kind of experiment."

I was greatly offended further by the thought of more pokémon being experimented like this elsewhere on the island. "Why the hell is Team Rocket doing this for? Is this actually for science or is it because these guys were just born brain dead?"

"Shit, science…from what they've told me. Stuff like this is to see which pokémon can live the longest when a limb is severed, or which can live by itself seeing no other life form but itself before going crazy in solitary confinement, gene splicing, transplanting, man just about everything you can think of that's just fucked up. There's some crazy shit going on out here, which is why we're far out in the ocean so no one can report the bad side of this organization. Fucking Dr. Fuji, the asshole that ordered me to search for Mew, he does some twisted ass cloning experiments here. He tried to clone his dead daughter, and the clone died a few weeks ago along with his other subjects but he tried again. Now Giovanni wants him to clone Mew. Heh, good luck to that tauros shit," he sighed leaning against a wall as he just ranted about his duties.

"This organization has always been bad, but fucking the majority doesn't believe that thanks to the false media! Dialga, it's like a medical holocaust…" I turned around and walked out of that walkway clutching my abdomen.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea to bring you here when you have PTS, but you kept on insisting," he mocked.

I want to stop this. I want to but I don't have the power and equipment to do so! Stopping a rival drug lab is easy but stopping these strings of experiments isn't because of how worldwide Team Rocket is as they promote themselves towards the public showing that they're good people helping out pokémon. I can't do shit about it and it frustrates me so much!

"Okay, enough touring around, I've seen enough," I sighed.

"Sorry you saw that shit, but what the fuck is the big deal, really? I mean you get so pissed over this kind of shit? This happened to people before you know."

"What pisses me off is what you just fucking said!" I exploded then mocked, "'Oh, what the fuck is the big deal? They're just pokémon, who gives a fuck?' No, to hell with that! People like you just don't get it. What did these creatures ever do to us to deserve that?" I emphasized by pointing towards the room.

"My bad, shit…you are absolutely right, but remember this: we are the dominant species, if we were pokémon then none of shit would even matter to you. It sounds cold, but that's the truth, and you know that. So people just tend to not give a fuck about shit that's low and uncivilized." I just stood there still recovering from what I saw, but…I hate to admit but M-60 has grown more mature so he does have a dark point in this argument.

It was evening for sure now. I was standing in front of the door of the room where they actually took Mew out and placed on a medical bed. MP-5 was sitting on a chair at the corner of the hall far down from me. M-60 was inside actually sitting next to the bed like he was ordered to do. Jewel stood next to my foot still keeping watch while Fahrenheit was a little down the hall.

MP-5's ariados was guarding the middle section of the hallway near Fahrenheit, her shelgon was posted around the adjacent hallway, and her skorupi was next to her. M-60's "temporary" pokémon, an alakazam, was posted on the other side of Mew's bed. So we were mostly on top guard as instructed.

As I stood there I was in complete thought as I easily got bored of this guard duty tauros shit. Is there a way to get Mew out of here? Can I prevent Mew's torture? Can I get Mew out alive without getting killed in the process? I kept thinking of many ways to break the legend out of here but most of them sounded too simple or elaborate. Eventually I fell asleep against the wall from fatigue and frustration.

(POV)

"Jewel," I called to the alert espeon a little nervously as I left my post walking up to her.

"Yes, Fahrenheit?" she replied normally.

"Ah…" Shit, I can't get nervous like this. Damn it, it's the timing and situation right now but I just have to put in some kind of effort. "I'm sorry for trying to push you into…you know, mating with me," I apologized barely audible enough for her to hear from my anxiety, "I-I know it's not the best time but I just had to get that off my chest."

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize Fahrenheit," she smiled, "It was only natural of you; of us together. I know you still care about me, not only because I can read it, but also because you felt that you needed to apologize. You still like me a lot."

"That's what I mean, I don't mean to feel that towards you anymore and I don't want to push you into it," I concerned still worried that she lost interest in even being my friend.

"I know you don't, but no one can help their true emotions; just like how you can't help push back those thoughts about Celsius either," she continued smiling wider as she brought that up.

"Whoa, I don't appreciate how you read me that much, but I was raised long ago to not do polygamy. I don't think I'm that type of pokémon. I…I just want to really let you know that it is best that we start over as friends. I truly respect why you chose to do that and agree with you."

"Thank you, Fahrenheit, but don't be so nervous around me. No one knows how the future will turn out for our love lives. After all, I know you're worried about that since Rayn keeps pushing death into your head."

"…Damn it, I hate it when you do that," I flinched from her knowing my problem.

"I have great faith that we will all succeed obtaining vengeance safely. You shouldn't worry about that problem. We will all live afterwards." She then trotted over to me before nuzzling my thigh causing me to gasp at her affection but I quickly got on all fours and nuzzled her back as close friends. "And you never know, maybe all three of might have a great, destined connection later on… You, Celsius, and I," she reassured with a big smirk.

"Connection…connection as in what-"

"For now, let's worry about that later. We should help out M-14 free Mew since I can feel his energy devoting to that cause." I looked towards Master to see him trembling in full sweat as he leaned passed out against the wall.

(POV)

"Shit!" I gasped waking up and quickly springing away from my post moist in sweat. I immediately walked through the doors to Mew's medic room. Mew still had its torso restrained by metal clamps as it was sedated and sleeping. "M-60, I need to talk to you." I quickly scanned around and saw a camera focused on the medical bed from the corner of the room. I looked closely at the camera and didn't see any signs of microphones. I saw M-60 get up from lying against the side of the bed.

"What, we under attack?" he yawned drowsily.

"No but-"

"Then don't bother me, jackass!" he suddenly snapped before sitting his head back over his hands on his chair trying to get relaxed.

"No seriously, I need your help. Do you like working with Team Rocket or even care for them?"

"Pft, hell no. I can care less for these guys." He responded sitting forward now giving me his attention.

This actually caused me to smile. "Good, then can you help me get Mew out of here. I just had another nightmare and… Mew is not going to go through what I saw. Do you think it's possible?"

"I knew you'd eventually ask that," he smirked as he plopped his butt on the bed which got no response from Mew. "Yep, the Mew's out. Now, the grunts around here are pretty disorganized when scared shitless. There are actually more scientists and engineers on this island than grunts and only a few have enough balls to hold a gun, let alone shoot at a god. If you want to get Mew out of here then you're gonna have to scare this whole island. And it has to look like we didn't have any part in the escape but that's gonna be hard since there's a camera right there."

"That's fine. Jewel might be able to blind the camera with a Flash Attack." I quickly responded thinking of a solution.

"I know what you're thinking! Jewel can use Flash Attack to light the whole room blinding the camera. As she's using that attack for a few seconds, Fahrenheit will melt the restraints, you can grab Mew, stuff it in your coat concealing it and Jewel combined with Alakazam's power will blow this whole room apart using Psychic. I'll have Alakazam shoot a Psycho Cut into the ceiling so it'll look like Mew escaped through. This will give the camera an impression that the Mew woke up and attacked," he briefed.

"Wait… Wow. Are you absolutely sure this will work? This plan just sounds way, way too simple to be good. What if we're caught due to some kind of evidence?"

"Dude, we have two psychic pokémon and Mew's psychic. The head admin has been scared shitless from that Mew since I found it. Everyone here thinks it's powerful enough to escape. That's why we're on guard duty all the fucking time. Trust me I've been stuck in this shithole for months, I know what goes on when shit happens. Alakazam, ready?" Alakazam nodded snarling out his name loudly in triumph revolving his pair of spoons in between his fingers.

"Fahrenheit, Jewel, regroup behind the doorway!" I called.

"We've been listening, we're ready to go," Fahrenheit responded with a smile next to Jewel before overdramatically adding, "Let's save God!"

"Jewel, I need you to hold a great dose of your Flash attack for about ten seconds. Fahrenheit, you melt those restraints very carefully because you'll be blinded too, and then once we're clear out of the room you use Psychic with Alakazam, Jewel, to create a large mess around the room. Right now act casual." M-60 lied back in his chair and stretched out his arms as he appeared to be guarding lazily as usual.

Within moments this entire room suddenly went white as I completely lost my sense of vision from Jewel's Flash Attack. Acting off the plan I instantly walked forward and tried to feel around for a ball of short fur. I bumped the bed so I felt around the mattress, and once I felt a small form with very short hair as thin as skin I took hold of it but still felt resistance quickly releasing Mew so I didn't hurt it.

"Restraints have been melted, sir!" I heard Fahrenheit cry out seconds later.

I carried Mew off the bed then hid the small pokémon within my coat easily in a matter where no one could discover a lump as the pink pokémon was only a foot long and still unresponsive to my handling. I couldn't actually believe that I really touched, carried, and practically saved a religious icon with my own hands and with the help of my friends.

"Shit! M-60 to Admin 08, there has been a breach at Facility P-18! The Mew is out and possibly at large! Be on high alert for the Mew has escaped! I repeat Facility P-18 has been breached!" I heard M-60 yell getting his readings through my earpiece as he warned the whole island about "Mew Escaping".

I heard quick taps on the flooring since I still could barely see as I rushed down the hallway. "Shit, watch it M-14, what did you two do!" I heard MP-5 yell.

"Fuck- nothing. Get out there and look for that damn Mew!" M-60 acted out.

Minutes later us three assassins left the facility and walked out to an island of chaos. I saw many grunts and scientists running around in panic reporting to their assigned spots. Several growlithe were seen running around past the shrubbery probably trying to look for Mew as red strobe lights and sirens rang through out the island. It actually made me laugh that M-60 and I just cause this whole island to panic and become disorganized. The head admin quickly saw us and soon sprinted over to us.

"I want to know what the hell happened!" he demanded with a hard stern glare showing his pissed off mood.

"The Mew was awake the whole time! M-14 and I were blinded then we heard wreckage. Something crashed through the ceiling and I assumed it was the Mew," M-60 responded.

"You assumed? So you're uncertain Mew even escaped or not?" he responded with dominating intimidation.

"No sir, I heard its cries!" M-60 answered obediently as we all stood before the Admin awaiting further orders.

I watched as the admin began taking deep breaths as he paced back and forth in front of us. His face was actually redder then the strobe light sirens around the base. "Fuck!" he raged slamming his pistol on the ground. This caused me to beam real big as I saw him stomp on his hand gun over and over again while several grunts and vehicles moved through the paths behind him as everyone searched endlessly for Mew while we got away safely along with Mew who was still in my coat.

The next day MP-5 and I reported at the Don's office after flying back in the same VTOL that took us to the sea convoy. We both walked through the purple drapes where we saw the Don relaxing in his comfy office chair.

"Welcome back, M-14, MP-5. Were they satisfied with our services?" he asked coolly while lighting a cigar.

"Not so perfect but they were satisfied with the primary assignment at hand, sir," MP-5 answered.

"So I heard. The appreciative message from Giovanni brings me happiness. Good work, now leave," he concluded as he took a puff of his cigar.

As I walked down the hallway I knew I had a reason to smile now. Only M-60 and I knew that through out the entire flight back to the mansion Mew was tucked in my tactical supplies pack. If saving a legendary religious icon from some greedy villains is not a good enough deed then I don't know what is. Now all I have to do is monitor Mew until the sedative wears off which really feels like a great honor that Arceus himself bestowed upon me; except that's probably TS since my soul is tainted and this is all just right timing and placing.

As I walked in through the door I immediately gave Celsius a great embrace swaying her side to side playfully and proceeded to Crecstine and gave her a warm hug too to which she actually gasped from since I've never given her one before but my great mood couldn't help that. I then let out Fahrenheit and Jewel for the first time in hours.

"Thank you, Jewel, for doing that diversion back there. I can't believe it actually worked," I celebrated.

"No problem, we should do that again some time," she smirked and even winked at Fahrenheit who seemed to have raised an eyebrow at her as she left my suite.

As I locked the suite door after Jewel walked out Celsius brought up a good question. "What exactly did you three do? And why are you smiling so big and in such a super happy mood?"

"Oh we did something big. I'm getting good karma for life now," Fahrenheit gloated.

"Watch this, and please don't… freak." I walked over to my bed placing my weapons and pack on my comforter. Then I opened up my pack to carefully pull out a slender fuzz ball who was still easy to manage as the sedative was still in place. I gently placed Mew on my bed comfortably on my pillows. Celsius' beak hung as much as it physically could completely frozen in place as Crecstine was just completely unmoving only with her eyes gaping. "This was the assignment. I had to escort the package, and Mew was the package. I couldn't believe they labeled Mew a package let alone find out we were guarding a Mew the whole time six days in to the assignment. Arceus, I knew Mew existed! I just never thought I would see one, but those bastards wanted Mew because they wanted to experiment and extract its DNA to clone something out of it."

"Holy Dialga, this is just crazy beyond anything we've ever dealt with before Master, and we've seen some crazy shit! So-so your assignment was failed since Mew's here?" Celsius inquired a little nervously mixed with shock.

"No, they got what they wanted which was the DNA, so I just snuck Mew out as M-60 and I guarded it which caused the whole island to panic."

"I just can't believe…that you were able to pull that off-how lucky we are to…" Celsius muttered almost inaudibly as Crecstine spoke where I looked at Fahrenheit to translate.

"She says she thought there was no Mew or Arceus and that seeing Mew is greatly overwhelming but in a good way." Crecstine then spoke again. "We just saved a god."

"I did it so I could get Mew away from Team Rocket. If it stayed then it would've went through hell until it died. Team Rocket are full of bad people who do experiments on pokémon using mutilation techniques that cause pokémon extreme pain. I saw it all for myself and it made me sick. I just couldn't stand there and let Mew become another brutal trial and error."

"So Team Rocket are also just like slavers?" Fahrenheit translated after she spoke.

"Actually, yes, their methods are about the same…But then again I would risk my life to save any pokémon no matter the situation. Like I said, I admire pokémon so much that I can't even witness one being harmed by someone else unless if it was a legal sporting event that was under control. But Team Rocket…Arceus the stuff they were doing at the lab was just horrific I don't know how those scientists can handle doing that, and I have a recording to prove it," I explained sadly pointing to my left forearm where the ENA was, "Hell, I even hate referring a pokémon as a 'it' since I believe they are as equal as I am, but I don't even know what gender Mew is, and freakin' I referred Mew to that term countless times already. Do legends even have genders, and can they even breed?"

"Yep and yep," Fahrenheit answered as I viewed him lifting one of Mew's large legs up which was completely appalling even causing me to gasp as he actually drew his head close to a god's privates, "This one's a girl, so my guess is there could be more than one Mew in the world maybe... otherwise why would a divinity be born with a vagina?" he snickered.

"Fahrenheit! You're going to Distortion World! I can't believe you actually had the balls to do that, you pervert!" Celsius scolded.

"What? Doctors and vets do it," he responded sounding innocent.

I could only look at Mew who was still sleeping on my bed looking very tranquil. "I'm going to grab a couple comforters and pillows from storage and make a bed for her in your guys' room. I don't know how long she'll be out, so during training one of you will have to stay here and check on her condition for now on until she wakes."

"Use Quick Attack on your target!" I ordered Crecstine.

An hour in training out in the wide open property, she began her attack with quick in quick, wide zig-zag patterned pounces towards the targeted oak tree. Her pattern advanced until she was in range pouncing for the tree and scaring the trunk with her claws. She "zig zaged" back away from the tree which in a real scenario would have her dodging other attacks, or bullets, then sprinted towards the tree and struck it again with her horn this time delivering a longer, deeper mark which is the finishing blow to an opponent. I smiled as she went back into position. Two weeks in and she's doing this faster and more coordinated than before showing amazing progress.. She started in a wide zig zag motion again towards the tree, but then I heard her cry out loudly and saw her roll out from loss of control.

I quickly ran up to her once she stopped rolling and called for Fahrenheit who was training nearby. "Are you okay, did you get hurt?" I worried. She tried standing up on all her legs but then gave way to her left front and yelped out loudly in pain. I caught her then laid her down, but she began resisting me with a lot of force causing me to back away as Fahrenheit translated her yells.

"She's frustrated. She wants you to let her continue with only three legs," he translated.

"No, you pushed yourself too hard and sprained your leg." After I said that I saw her reply with what sounded like her cries being quick and forceful in aggression.

"I'm not weak, I can go on. If I want to learn how to lead then I have to get stronger." she started flailing around but I held her down along with Fahrenheit as she kept yelling. "If I want to learn how to protect others than I have to keep fighting through," he finished.

"If you're going to become a leader then you have to learn when it's right to stop and in some cases fall back!" I told her which actually caused her to stop fighting me, "If you kept fighting with this injury you would've died, so instead you have to get by me so I could quickly heal you or call you back so you can fight another day. If you're thinking of leading a team you would have to make those kinds of choices." I took out some medical supplies and got to work as she responded with a softer tone this time.

"But if I want to lead a team then I can't just get injured from bad foot work. We've been out here practicing Quick Attack for two weeks and I'm still getting hurt. That's horrible."

"Let me tell you something. When I went through training here I accidently shot myself once and had several close calls trying to perform the way they wanted me to. Celsius knotted her knee a few times from Blaze Kick and she's been doing that attack for four months now which is still a small amount of time. As a matter of fact you're actually amazing that you got this attack that quick. That just shows that this training is working. So you sprained a leg from bad foot work. That's why we come out here to improve that," I concluded finishing the last steps on her leg.

Crecstine had head down the whole time as I lectured her. While wrapping up her leg I saw she was in thought the whole time. Then suddenly she snarled before flicking her head to the side in what looked like agitation which resulted in an illuminated scythe shaped pocket of air being launched from her scythe horn towards the tree trunk which blasted that tree a foot in deep sending splinters around us. I was completely stunned that she had just pulled that off. I looked at her with bewildered eyes where I saw she had a surprised expression too.

"See what Master means!" Fahrenheit beamed with enthusiasm, "We're out here to train and that was your first ever Razor Wind you just pulled off so it's working really fast, it's only been three weeks!" The absol then began speaking again as I smiled looking at the work she just did on the tree. "She says thank you to us," Fahrenheit chuckled with optimism, "And she didn't mean to do that in frustration towards you. She was just mad at herself for not ever thinking about what you told her."

"Don't get mad at yourself. It's a slow learning process that even I haven't mastered yet," I smiled petting her as I finished wrapping her leg up with braces so she could heal up. I swear, each day I see more progression in her skills and our bond.

"Master!" I heard Celsius call out from a distance as I saw her sprinting towards us. She quickly approached us panting and looking troubled as I stood up wondering what the problem was. "She's gone!" she panted while recovering from her fast sprint.

"Mew?" I hypothesized with worry.

"Yeah, sh-she…I walked into my room to check on her and she was still sleeping, but then I turned to get something from my bed, turned back, and she was gone! No sound or anything. The blankets covering her were still there and even falling into her form!" she panicked.

"Okay, relax Celsius…This is actually a good thing because she probably recovered and who knows…could've teleported," I theorized trying to sound positive but I was still a little hurt to hear that Mew just vanished from us in an instant when I wanted to see her awake, "Besides, I was getting worried that something was wrong because it's been two weeks. That's a long coma. Did Jewel ever tell M-4 about her?"

"No, he still doesn't know," she breathed now calming down about the realization.

"Heh, I guess its better that way. It's better if she's free. Anyways, let's go inside and-"

"Mike-Four to Mike-One-Four, I need packaging at the armory," my earpiece sounded hearing M-4 speak through.

"Roger, on my way," I responded, "Great…so much happening right now. Okay you guys ahead and get something to eat and rest."

Minutes after his call I approached the armory building to find that M-4 wasn't around; no one was even around which was odd since we normally have sentries around all structures of the property. I looked at my phone and I had no heat signatures in the building or behind it. "Yo M-14, overhear in the forest!" I heard M-4 call out from within the trees surrounding the building.

I walked through the trees trying to locate him in the forest while wondering why in the hell he would be in there. "Dude…where are you, don't piss me off!" I called.

Getting worried as I went in deeper into the forest, I pulled out a Mark V from my holster in case this property actually got infiltrated, which is highly unlikely. Knowing I have armor underneath my casual clothing I was fine but I still kept my gun drawn out gripping it with both hands at waist level. Just as I advanced deeper through I began feeling the psychic intensity in my head from Jewel's powers so I was getting close.

"Surprise!" I heard a cry from behind me before I was suddenly pushed towards a tree. Before I could even react I felt someone grasp my shoulders forcefully turning me around before getting securely squeezed against a great, tall, beige figure by red and grey arms.

"Celsius… what the hell!" I gasped for air as I found myself getting smothered by a great, tight hug, "What's the deal…you're supposed to be inside!" As I tried to face up to her I found that my head was in between and pressed against her fully matured breasts! I felt the large, feathery mounds push my cheeks in getting me wide eyed about the discovery. I tried to push away in order to get away from her private spot and intake some air but she was too strong for me as she kept me in her hug. As I felt her hand push the back of my head against her chest I actually lost control of my will power to push away getting caught within the air around her breast which smelled oddly…good! I know she has good hygiene but I guess thanks to M-4's advice he gave me about porn long ago I was always curious about what boobs were like…and Celsius are just as human only covered in red feathers, right! The feeling of her soft feathers brushing against me involuntarily got my eyes to roll back into my sockets where I tried to push her away to fight these thoughts, but even as I tried to push I only took in the soft touch of her cozy feathers around her wide hips.

"I just wanted to give the best Master in the world a hug, that's all! I love you!" I heard her squeak with her cries.

"Ok…please put me down!" I panted feeling my legs flailing in thin air behind me as she swung me side to side with her body where I tried desperately to fight these crazy thoughts about her. Next thing I knew she placed me back down against the tree. "Okay thank you, now have you've…" I lost my words as I saw her bright blue, reflective eyes gaze oddly into mines with her beak carving a small open mouth smirk as she seemed to crane her head closer to mine now pinning me nervously against the tree, "…seen M-4 around here…b-because I can feel Jewel's energy…I-I'm sure they were involved in your 'surprise'," I stuttered for some unknown reason as I found myself lowering in front of her like as if she was about to do something unknown to me. I couldn't help but look down her chest a bit now having the full realization hit me that I just got smothered by boobs…only they were from pokémon…and I liked it! What the fuck no…this can't be! I looked down her form staring at the curvy hips I was trying to push away that reminded me of more porn images of women except Celsius was red and covered in warm feathers. Comparing her figure to women only get my cheeks to warm up greatly.

"Oh sorry Master, must be my energy," she giggled as she stepped back away from me.

"Your energy? You're not psychic-" suddenly I saw her form get taken by a bright white color of light almost like as if she was evolving. Quickly getting serious again and thinking that this must be an imposter pokémon, possibly an enemy ditto, I quickly brought my pistol up to the changing form. Knowing I wasn't going to shoot, I just held my gun as I had my finger up to my earpiece ready to call for assistance. Moments later the form changed into a floating, small creature.

"Hello Rayn." A feminine tone echoed in my head. Through my iron sight the white coloration disappeared fading into a pink color of short fur covering the new form with small triangular ears, big hind legs with small forearms, and a long winding tail. I halted in place from the confounding image of Mew floating in place before me. I felt the weight of my pistol slip off my hands as my heart rate quickened from the legendary hovering before me. "Rare…isn't it Rayn," the pink, little pokémon spoke using telepathy with a captivating, echoing tone as she then begun to giggle a bit which didn't deter from her mystical appearance.

"You must be a ditto with some crazy ass skill…" I saw her shake her head giggling more at my response, "Oh Arceus, it is you! Y-you're talking to me…shoot I-I-I didn't mean to say his name in vain!" I quickly stuttered letting my arms fall limp where much of my body was about to follow..

"Relax, Rayn," she actually soothed hovering closer to me like a slender dragon in flight, "This is truly amazing, I have to agree. I never saw that of all people you'd rescue me; and this soon too."

"Oh…of all people huh," I spoke very nervously lowering my gaze waiting for bad news, "You're saying someone as low and corrupt as me doesn't deserve to save you."

"Nope…vice versa actually, to an extent of course," she smiled circling around me as I watched her movements.

"Vice Versa? What do you mean, you're a legend!" I asked getting very confused, "If my vocabulary is right you're saying you're not w-worthy of being saved by me! How am I very worthy?"

"Aw don't worry about that. It's pretty fun playing with you, you're actually pretty fun to tease," she seemed to giggle as she looped in her hover shocking me as I'm witnessing Mew in a happy mood.

"You…p-playing with me? I thought mystical pokémon like you only approach ones with a pure heart. You're so playful around me but… Me…I'm only full of hatred for my enemies…"

"Your heart is genuinely pure and you're in no position to judge yourself as a matter of fact," she waved a digit at me while shaking her head giggling further, "You care for your pokémon and friends with so much passion it compensates your hatred you have towards an organization that got you in your present position. That amusing display your eyes gave the image of your best pokémon only proved it further."

I only looked at her closely trying to interpret her words. "…Oh no, please don't tell me…those hidden thoughts I have about…"

"Oh what, about how hot you really think Celsius the blaziken is even though you're human?" she casually answered as she groomed her forepaw.

"Yeah, am-am I going to hell for that? These thoughts are just so forbidden its crazy why I have them," I weakly uttered almost collapsing in tears that I was asking a mythical my pokémon what my fate could be.

"Rayn, Rayn, Rayn," she sighed in a sing-song tone, "Soon, you shall know that those thoughts are only exceptional signs about the meaning of existing for all sentient beings."

"I will cease to exist if I get stoned for my thoughts! The only soon I'm getting is dying," I almost cried at her getting really confused about these basically unholy thoughts.

"No, your great passion you have for deserving others may lead a great cause. It's amazing potential indeed."

"Man-Mew… it's really amazingly flattering of you to tell me that, being the position I'm in right now," I tanked wiping a few tears from my eyes almost feeling relieved, "Exactly why did you choose to morph into Celsius?"

"I actually don't even know myself. I guess her deep emotions mended with my energy as I stayed in her room," she chuckled.

"Her emotions? What you just did to me-"

"Anyways, I just completely distracted myself oh silly me, I seem to have gotten enough rest during my sleep. That sedative got me very fatigued."

"Yes, I was getting very worried about you. Oh man, this is so awesome that I saved you and am talking to you right now actually!"

"And you have a lot of questions to ask I see," she spoke hovering close to me as I surveyed her form still astounded from this scene, "Wow, saved by the very person I'm guiding."

"G-guiding, what do you mean?" I asked feeling a chill run up my back from getting so overwhelmed, "You must guide all then…right?"

"No…just you and I'm told to put my energy only towards you. If you have noticed lately, mentally you've been traumatized by your recent 'crimes'," she told getting me really frightened that she might've decided my fate in the afterlife, "Those thought, visions, and all your trauma typically are supposed to be suppressed by me. However, I was put into unconsciousness for a long time until you freed me. I guide you, Rayn."

"…Y…you guide me," I uttered, "But…why me? What's so special about me? You were chosen…This doesn't make a lot of sense!" I kept going and going about these questions finally growing so overwhelmed that I lost all control of my movements feeling my body about to collapse and faint. However, with my vision barely at work I saw her hit me with some kind of violet beam that quickly woke me up and got me to catch myself from the fall.

"You see? I am your guide Rayn, so that you never pass out during times like this and lose your sanity in what you do. You've never had collapsed mentally before and I'm not going to let that happen. I was told that your soul needed me."

"Who told you, and why does my soul need that?"

"I am not the only mew in this world Rayn, but not many people that walk this planet have that gift because those that get this gift definitely need it not just for the individual but for the good of all…you need it. I was told by my superiors to help you and I gladly accepted."

"Oh my…goodness…So Arceus does exist. But there are so many religions! Which is the right one? Wait- Why do I need you?"

"Rayn, religion is mainly what humans need to find the meaning of life and it all originated from us at different parts of the world at different times because we all appear without warning or lend a helping paw."

"But why was I chosen to be guided by you and be told these things by you-"

"There is no point in mortals existing if no one can exert their creativity to discover. I can't just answer all of your questions otherwise you mortals would be bored and it would all be my fault," she smiled.

"Please, I must know! At least answer why I have aura," I pleaded.

"Let me tell you this before I leave. Use your alternate senses to discover the real answers for yourself. Soon you will know what I mean. The next chapter about your life will reveal it for something big is going to happen to you through a great jump. Your nightmares are over now."

"Mike-One-Four," I heard through my earpiece, "This is Livius. I need you to see me for something very important. Come see me at my study immediately."

"Roger, I'll be there shortly," I sighed. Livius… I haven't seen him in a while.

"I advise you do go see him for your story to progress through our records, Rayn. Thank you again for saving me. I must keep moving now in order to build energy," she concluded as she began waving at me before hovering higher.

"Wait bu-"

"Don't worry, I'll be in touch. I'm not alone either. There are more of the divine willing to help you. Good bye, Rayn Excal, and good luck on your journey."

"Wait!" I saw Mew float past the canopy before immediately shooting away towards the sky at an indescribable speed with a little sparkle glimmering far into the sky showing her disappearance. "Damn, so many questions left half answered…"

"In due time, Rayn. In due time. First you must learn the basics, and I will absolutely guide you. Now go see Livius," Mew's voice rang.

I left the forest proceeding towards the study still shocked from that encounter. "Well…like she told me. I guess it's on to my next chapter."

To Be Continued

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