Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I like Gargoyles, Animorphs, and Pokemon.
Notes: * = telepathy/thought-speak; " = regular speech/quotes; ~Commercial Break~ = generally, a shift in characters/setting and you can either take a break or ignore them
Enjoy! ~Grimwood grimwood83@yahoo.com
Vacation: Epilogue; Beware the Wrath of Oberon
~Avalon, a few nights later~
"Would you please tell of your adventures in sequence?" Oberon asked the trio, Animorphs, and Angela. They all started at once, which frustrated Oberon. Avalon's ruler ordered them to be quiet and then said, "Ax, I will hear your side first."
Ax obliged. Oberon then listened to each of them in this order: Jake, Angela, Tobias, Broadway, Cassie, Brooklyn, Marco, Lexington, and Rachel.
"That means if you choose to visit the Pokeworld again, you will still be at risk," Xanatos stated perceptively.
"I will not tolerate this nonsense. Why should they remain in our world when their Pokemon need to see others of their kind?" Oberon asked.
*Lord Oberon, I will remind you that some of us had been kidnapped because of a resemblance to Pokemon. Also, I do not think you will appreciate my saying this, but Giovanni had claimed that you and your family were Pokemon,* Ax reminded Oberon. Ax hoped the reprecussion wouldn't be too painful.
"WHAT?!" Oberon fumed. He teleported back to the Pokeworld.
~Commercial Break~
~Viridian City, two seconds after Oberon teleported~
"Giovanni! I, Oberon, ruler of all Avalon, shall punish you for your misdeeds!" Oberon roared.
Giovanni sauntered out with his greasy smile. Because his memory had been erased by Mew and Mewtwo, the instant he saw Oberon he scoffed, "How? Pokemon obey trainers, not the other way around."
"I am NO Pokemon. I already told you I am Lord Oberon, ruler of all Avalon!"
"You are definitely in need of a trainer. Together, we could-"
"SILENCE, MORTAL!" Oberon interupted, yelling at the top of his lungs. Oberon continued in a still angry but marginally quieter voice, "Your punishment will be to live out the next two centuries as the weakest of those you would control. So says Oberon!"
Before Giovanni could blink, he was turned into one of the least powerful Pokemon whose only techniques are Mirror and Counter: a Wobbuffet!
Afterward, Oberon sought out Mew and Mewtwo. It took him only minutes to do so. "If you are the beings known as Mew and Mewtwo, We would reward you for your efforts in behalf of the Animorphs, Gargoyles, and our queen's grandson," Lord Oberon declared.
*Yes. . . but who are you?* Mewtwo cautiously replied.
"We are Lord Oberon, ruler of all Avalon. Queen Titania is our lady wife."
"Mew meew mmew?" queried the smaller Pokemon.
Realizing the communication difficulty, Oberon responds, "We do not understand what has just been spoken, so We will grant you human speech now and forever. Lord Oberon has spoken!" With a wave of his hand, Oberon casted the spell, and Mew gained the ability to speak the human language.
"I don't feel any different. My question was, 'Where is your queen?'" Mew replied.
*Impressive,* Mewtwo stated.
"Our Queen comes and goes as She pleases," Oberon answered.
*What kind of "reward"?* Mewtwo asked, suspicious.
"We shall grant to you the immortality of the Third Race. Further, We also desire to create a permanent gate way between your native world and the one from which those you aided came from," responded Oberon, "should you accept the task of guarding it."
*Why do you wish this gate way betwixt the two worlds?* Mewtwo wanted to know.
"Neither the Pokemon nor their trainers should be deprived of the ability to readily return home. And also to avoid a reaccurance of this particular problem," Oberon told the super-clone with one of his occasional, lop-sided grins.
*Hmm. In that case, I accept your offer. Mew's decision is not mine to make,* Mewtwo said.
"I accept the offer. It sounds like fun! You can never have too much fun," the kitten-like Mew stated excidedly, bouncing around mid-air.
*At the very least, it shall be interesting. Perhaps we will even meet new allies,* Mewtwo added.
The vacation is over, but the story is both at an ending and a beginning. . . .
Notes: * = telepathy/thought-speak; " = regular speech/quotes; ~Commercial Break~ = generally, a shift in characters/setting and you can either take a break or ignore them
Enjoy! ~Grimwood grimwood83@yahoo.com
Vacation: Epilogue; Beware the Wrath of Oberon
~Avalon, a few nights later~
"Would you please tell of your adventures in sequence?" Oberon asked the trio, Animorphs, and Angela. They all started at once, which frustrated Oberon. Avalon's ruler ordered them to be quiet and then said, "Ax, I will hear your side first."
Ax obliged. Oberon then listened to each of them in this order: Jake, Angela, Tobias, Broadway, Cassie, Brooklyn, Marco, Lexington, and Rachel.
"That means if you choose to visit the Pokeworld again, you will still be at risk," Xanatos stated perceptively.
"I will not tolerate this nonsense. Why should they remain in our world when their Pokemon need to see others of their kind?" Oberon asked.
*Lord Oberon, I will remind you that some of us had been kidnapped because of a resemblance to Pokemon. Also, I do not think you will appreciate my saying this, but Giovanni had claimed that you and your family were Pokemon,* Ax reminded Oberon. Ax hoped the reprecussion wouldn't be too painful.
"WHAT?!" Oberon fumed. He teleported back to the Pokeworld.
~Commercial Break~
~Viridian City, two seconds after Oberon teleported~
"Giovanni! I, Oberon, ruler of all Avalon, shall punish you for your misdeeds!" Oberon roared.
Giovanni sauntered out with his greasy smile. Because his memory had been erased by Mew and Mewtwo, the instant he saw Oberon he scoffed, "How? Pokemon obey trainers, not the other way around."
"I am NO Pokemon. I already told you I am Lord Oberon, ruler of all Avalon!"
"You are definitely in need of a trainer. Together, we could-"
"SILENCE, MORTAL!" Oberon interupted, yelling at the top of his lungs. Oberon continued in a still angry but marginally quieter voice, "Your punishment will be to live out the next two centuries as the weakest of those you would control. So says Oberon!"
Before Giovanni could blink, he was turned into one of the least powerful Pokemon whose only techniques are Mirror and Counter: a Wobbuffet!
Afterward, Oberon sought out Mew and Mewtwo. It took him only minutes to do so. "If you are the beings known as Mew and Mewtwo, We would reward you for your efforts in behalf of the Animorphs, Gargoyles, and our queen's grandson," Lord Oberon declared.
*Yes. . . but who are you?* Mewtwo cautiously replied.
"We are Lord Oberon, ruler of all Avalon. Queen Titania is our lady wife."
"Mew meew mmew?" queried the smaller Pokemon.
Realizing the communication difficulty, Oberon responds, "We do not understand what has just been spoken, so We will grant you human speech now and forever. Lord Oberon has spoken!" With a wave of his hand, Oberon casted the spell, and Mew gained the ability to speak the human language.
"I don't feel any different. My question was, 'Where is your queen?'" Mew replied.
*Impressive,* Mewtwo stated.
"Our Queen comes and goes as She pleases," Oberon answered.
*What kind of "reward"?* Mewtwo asked, suspicious.
"We shall grant to you the immortality of the Third Race. Further, We also desire to create a permanent gate way between your native world and the one from which those you aided came from," responded Oberon, "should you accept the task of guarding it."
*Why do you wish this gate way betwixt the two worlds?* Mewtwo wanted to know.
"Neither the Pokemon nor their trainers should be deprived of the ability to readily return home. And also to avoid a reaccurance of this particular problem," Oberon told the super-clone with one of his occasional, lop-sided grins.
*Hmm. In that case, I accept your offer. Mew's decision is not mine to make,* Mewtwo said.
"I accept the offer. It sounds like fun! You can never have too much fun," the kitten-like Mew stated excidedly, bouncing around mid-air.
*At the very least, it shall be interesting. Perhaps we will even meet new allies,* Mewtwo added.
The vacation is over, but the story is both at an ending and a beginning. . . .