Tasha's father continued to toss and turn in his sleep. The police had had
no leads to his daughter's disappearance; no surprise. No clues had been
found. No sign of her had been found.
"Tasha, Tasha," he began to cry out in his sleep. This woke Oddish, who would have woken up anyways, because she was a nocturnal creature. Tasha's disappearance had been hard on Oddish, too. The pokemon was worried sick, and loaded with guilt for not being able to help more.
Oddish walked out of the tent with the one empty air mattress. The sun was just beginning to set as she left. The sky was clear, and the camp was quiet. There was a slight breeze. Oddish needed to walk, so she head off, not really knowing where she was going.
She eventually found herself at the entrance to the interior of the ruins. Oddish went inside, having a sudden desire to see the place where Tasha was taken. The dark passages were quiet, the archaeologists had called it a day hours ago.
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Tasha opened her eyes and looked around. The stone room she was in was dark, save from the light Mewtwo was producing. She quickly looked around, recognizing the carvings on the wall.
"We made it!" she exclaimed at a whisper.
{This is the place?} wondered Mewtwo, looking around. His eyes were drawn to the carvings as well. But his reaction was one of great surprise. He didn't realize there would actually be pictures!
"How did it get dark so fast?" wondered Tasha, snapping Mewtwo from his thoughts.
{We are a couple of time zones away,} he explained, {The sun has just set here.}
"I wonder where my dad is? He must be worried sick!" exclaimed Tasha as she walked towards the door.
{I do not want to keep you from you family for any longer, but I do need your help with these carvings. It could mean the difference of our safety and freedom,} he explained.
Tasha looked at him. She knew he was worried. While she really wanted to see her dad, she wanted to make up for spilling the beans before, so she stayed.
"OK," she agreed, "What do you want to know?" Mewtwo examined the walls for another minute before speaking. He lingered on the image that was supposed to represent himself, still surprised.
{What exactly does this all say? You said you can read this, right? It makes no sense to me,} he asked.
"It basically says things about the pokemons' life, what has gone on recently, and where they are currently at," answered Tasha.
{Can you tell me, exactly?} he asked.
"Um, sure," agreed Tasha. "Which one?"
{Wait!} he exclaimed, {Someone is coming.}
"Who?" asked Tasha.
{A pokemon,} Mewtwo answered. They both froze, silent.
"Oddish!" exclaimed Tasha as her best friend walked dejectedly around the corner.
"What? Tasha?!" exclaimed Oddish as they were locked in a tearful reunion.
{Is she a friend of yours?} asked Mewtwo.
"My best friend," confirmed Tasha.
"Who's he?" asked Oddish.
"This is Mewtwo," said Tasha, "And he freed me from the bad man who took me away."
"I am just so glad you are safe! I was worried, everyone was!" Oddish said.
"Calm down, I'm safe," said Tasha.
"Thanks for bring her back," Oddish said to Mewtwo.
{You are welcome,} he replied, still half studying the wall.
"Oh, yeah. Which one did you want me to read?" asked Tasha, setting Oddish down.
{Read what it says about me,} he said. Tasha walked over to the wall and began to do so.
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"I have to be careful," thought the collector as he snuck in through the back entrance. "They will have beefed up their security. And I have too much at steak to be caught. It won't belong before I regain what I have lost."
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".....Goldenrod City, where he was staying until...." Tasha paused in her reading. "This isn't want it said last time."
{What do you mean?} Mewtwo asked, eyeing the wall with suspicion. He had gotten a weird feeling about this structure since he had arrived, and this was making him very suspicious and nervous. He glanced around, from time to time, trying to place the strange forces he was sensing. "There is a strange presence here," he thought, knowing that......something was going to happen.
"These words have changed," said Tasha, "They did that before. I don't know how it is possible, but the words change." Oddish leaned against her leg, trying to comfort her.
{How can words written centuries ago be re-wrote?} Mewtwo asked.
"I wish I knew," she said.
{Continue,} he encouraged.
"..... Until he was need to help the others the collector's greed had harmed. He freed the three that fly and the three that run. And now with the help of the Bridge, is seeking to unravel the mysteries of the Ruins of Alph," finished Tasha.
"Bridge? Is that you, Tasha?" asked Oddish.
{I do not like it,} Mewtwo stated with a frown.
"I think it is kind of cool," added a new voice, which caused the three to turn around.
{Mew, why are you here?} asked Mewtwo when he saw the hovering pink kitten behind them.
"Oh, come on! I spend weeks looking for you and you expect me to go away! Besides, this will be much more interesting," giggled Mew. "So this pile of bricks really say things about us?"
Tasha nodded.
"Cool! And they even have a picture of me!" exclaimed Mew as she noticed the carving of herself, "I don't look like that. Do I?"
{That is not our concern,} said Mewtwo, {The writings are what concern me the most.}
"But I am the only one who can read them," reminded Tasha, "Well, maybe Molly Hale can too, but I don't know."
BOOM! A fiery projectile was launched through the middle of the group. Tasha and Oddish dove to the ground, and except for skinned knees, were OK. Mewtwo was out of the its path. Mew was hit with full force and nearly knocked out of the air, but recovered. All eyes turned to the door. The collector was there, armed to the teeth.
"Well, three for the price of one," he said, "It makes my job so much easier."
The collector was holding what looked like his original bazooka like weapon, except this one was large and obviously designed to hold more ammunition. Two small guns hung by his side, as well as a new tazer. Two other weapons were strapped to him, one on the back and one across his chest. Clipped to his belt was a strange, small black box.
Mewtwo's eyes began to glow intense blue as he summoned his psychic powers. He raised his right paw and prepared to pick up the man and throw him into the wall, like he did before. But strangely, his powers had no effect on the collector this time. Mewtwo's eyes widened with surprise.
"I am better prepared this time," the man gloated. He tapped the black box. "This makes a shield of sheer dark energy. You can't hurt me."
{Do not make that assumption yet,} Mewtwo shot back, surprising the collector with his telekinesis.
"Who is he? What does he want? What is he doing here?" asked Mew.
{He is after us, and the girl. He is the one who was holding the others before,} Mewtwo replied, privately. Tasha was clutching Oddish to her chest, and trying to hide in the shadows in the back of the chamber.
"Don't hide, my key," said the collector when he saw this. "I came back for you."
"Drop dead scum!" she yelled.
{It is time to end this,} said Mewtwo and he prepared for another attack. This time, he used Flame Wheel, much to everyone's surprise. The collector barely had time to dodge and missed being incinerated.
"So you want to play the hard way," he snarled back. "That is the way I like it. But be warned, I will own every pokemon, even you."
{How naive,} Mewtwo replied, striking with an Aurora Beam. The collector fired his bazooka, and a fiery pulse filled the room. The attacks collided, shaking the arena. There was a misty explosion, then brief darkness before Mewtwo was able to refocus on light.
During this time Mew darted behind the collector. The second Mewtwo began to reproduce the light she struck. Following her friend's example she launched a Thunder Wave, hoping to end this without anyone getting hurt.
"AH!" cried the collector as he felt the sting of the electricity. He turned around and fired. BOOM! Mew shrieked as she was hit at point-blank range.
The minute he heard his friend's cry, Mewtwo retaliated with Shadow Ball. The collector could do nothing to stop this, and was consequently knocked off of his feet. He stood up again, despite the bruise he would have on his side. His shield proved to minimized the damaged he was receiving.
Knowing that he was out-numbered, out-powered, and out-skilled, the collector knew he needed to do something drastic if he hoped to win. He flick his weapon up to full power. Then, unnoticed he dropped a small metal disk out of his pocket, onto the floor. Facing his two opponents, who had now joined together in the center of the room, he fired in quick succession. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The ruins echoed with the sounds of the battle, shaking ancient dust from forgotten corners.
Mew quickly Teleported herself to safety. Mewtwo stood, relying on his Barrier. Tasha curled into a tight ball, desperately hoping to remain safe. Mewtwo, now very annoyed, focused his powers on another elemental attack. He summoned a strong Hydro Pump, neutralizing the collector's attack and thoroughly drenching him. Mew joined in with a Thunderbolt, using the previous attack t her advantage.
"AARRRGGG!!!" the collector roared in pain. An angry, desperate gleam flashed across his eyes. He quickly threw his primary weapon across his back and drew the other two guns. In one swift motion he fired them simultaneously, one at Mew, the other at Mewtwo. ZAP! FWOOSH! Mewtwo was unaffected by the electric attack that was sent his way, due to his Barrier. Mew was hit, though not directly, by an icy attack. She quickly shook it off, though.
{Enough games,} Mewtwo said to Mew. {We need to end this before more humans arrive.}
"I agree," she replied.
"Give up," the collector raged in the low of battle, "You cannot beat me!"
{You are insane. You cannot hope to win,} Mewtwo replied. The collector snarled and fired again, with less results than the last time.
"There is always another was," he muttered to himself, reaching for yet another weapon. He had it activated an instant later, while dodging a Razor Wind from Mew. He filled the entire room with an ultra-sonic blast. Mew, Mewtwo, and even Tasha and Oddish cried out as the noise threatened their very sense of hearing.
In the instant of distraction the collector launched a volley of elemental attacks. Most missed, but Mewtwo and Mew felt a few strike them. Enraged, Mewtwo fired a dangerous Hyper Beam. It glowed beautifully and deadly. The collector twisted when he saw it coming from him, and his ultra-sonic projector took the hit. It was immediately turned into ash. This left black streaks down his pant leg. Now, everyone was mad.
The air grew bright, hot, and intense from the next attacks launched. When the gagging smoke cleared, everyone was breathing hard, but the fighters refused to show signs of their pain.
"Please, let this stop," prayed Tasha, "Please, stop. I don't want anyone to get hurt."
The collector turned his attention on Mew and fired his weapons. She Teleported to safety again, as Mewtwo charged himself up for another powerful attack.
"If this is to end," he thought, "then his shield has to be broken. I need to over-power it." Seeing that he was focused on Mew, Mewtwo decided to try for another strategy.
But the collector quickly pivoted. He fired again, at Mewtwo. The psychic pokemon was caught off guard and felt the electricity race through his body, followed by a cold shock. He gasped in pain, his concentration broken. Mew re-appeared from her Teleport, only to be caught in the collector's next attack. She cried out, dropping low in the air. He prepared to fire again at the two pokemon, but his weapons failed to respond, out of ammo.
He didn't even bother with them, letting them drop to the hard stone floor with a dull metallic clank. He pulled his primary weapon off his shoulder, ready for reuse. He aimed and fired. But this had taken too much time. Mewtwo had recovered, and used Mirror Coat, sending the fiery ball right back at the collector.
"No one get hurt, please," thought Tasha as she whimpered in the corner, doing her best to stay as for out of range as she could.
The collector stumbled backwards. He fell down, losing his grip on his weapon, which landed in his lap. Not letting this advantage be wasted, Mewtwo stepped forward and prepared to knock him out. But as he stepped forward, on of his feet landed on the small metallic disk that the collector had dropped earlier. The device self-destructed, sending an agonizing fire and electric through the pokemon.
{AAHH!} Mewtwo gasped, as his left leg gave out, bringing him to his one knee. The collector pulled himself up, ready to push his advantage. Mew instantly appeared by her injured friend's side, concerned. Tasha closed her eyes, willing it all to go away. The charm on her necklace began to pulse with its strange dark aura.
The collector reached onto his belt and pulled off a small CD like mechanical object. He threw this through the air like a Frisbee. It glowed, then split into a barrage of dark electrical beams. The enveloped Mew, causing her excruciating pain as she was exposed to a psychic's greatest weakness. She dropped to the ground from the shock.
Mewtwo struggled up, despite the pain caused be putting weight on his injured foot. Mew, too, was struggling to elevate herself again. The collector dodged the next attack thrown at him, while retaliating with his own.
His Shadow Ball knocked the weapon off of the collector's chest, shattering it on the floor. But the broken weapon was also programmed with a self- destruct sequence. In blew up only a few feet away from the psychic clone. Mewtwo could feel the heat before he was able to set up his Barrier. He could feel blisters raise on his skin.
"No more, no more," thought Tasha, practical crying into her grass type. Her necklace began to glow brighter, covering her chest with a dark light.
None of the fighters were holding back. The collector held his finger on his weapon, charging it for its strongest attack. Mewtwo was summoning his strength, as was Mew. They attacked at the same time, filling the air with eerie lights and energies. Their attacks collided, knocking everyone back.
When this mass of energy faded, only a soft blue and pink glow remained. All of the fighters were breathing hard, and eyeing the other side evilly. But then, the room began to glow strangely. Tasha had stood up, her eyes were glowing the same color as her charm, which was glowing stronger than ever before. Oddish was giving her fearful looks. The pokemon saw this and both put up a Barrier. The collector retreated a few steps.
Then, the walls began to glow. First the corner where Tasha was, then it spread throughout the whole room. But on closer inspection, one could see that it wasn't the entire wall that was glowing, but rather the strange script that covered the wall. The writings began to glow stronger and stronger. This created a surreal pattern on the walls. Veins of dark energy could be seen flowing through them.
Suddenly, the glowing became twice as intense. The letters began to take shape, becoming 3D. Slowly they pulled away from the wall and a strange humming sound was heard. No one moved, or dared breath for that matter. Slowly the light faded, revealing the greatest secret of the Ruins of Alph.
"Tasha, Tasha," he began to cry out in his sleep. This woke Oddish, who would have woken up anyways, because she was a nocturnal creature. Tasha's disappearance had been hard on Oddish, too. The pokemon was worried sick, and loaded with guilt for not being able to help more.
Oddish walked out of the tent with the one empty air mattress. The sun was just beginning to set as she left. The sky was clear, and the camp was quiet. There was a slight breeze. Oddish needed to walk, so she head off, not really knowing where she was going.
She eventually found herself at the entrance to the interior of the ruins. Oddish went inside, having a sudden desire to see the place where Tasha was taken. The dark passages were quiet, the archaeologists had called it a day hours ago.
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Tasha opened her eyes and looked around. The stone room she was in was dark, save from the light Mewtwo was producing. She quickly looked around, recognizing the carvings on the wall.
"We made it!" she exclaimed at a whisper.
{This is the place?} wondered Mewtwo, looking around. His eyes were drawn to the carvings as well. But his reaction was one of great surprise. He didn't realize there would actually be pictures!
"How did it get dark so fast?" wondered Tasha, snapping Mewtwo from his thoughts.
{We are a couple of time zones away,} he explained, {The sun has just set here.}
"I wonder where my dad is? He must be worried sick!" exclaimed Tasha as she walked towards the door.
{I do not want to keep you from you family for any longer, but I do need your help with these carvings. It could mean the difference of our safety and freedom,} he explained.
Tasha looked at him. She knew he was worried. While she really wanted to see her dad, she wanted to make up for spilling the beans before, so she stayed.
"OK," she agreed, "What do you want to know?" Mewtwo examined the walls for another minute before speaking. He lingered on the image that was supposed to represent himself, still surprised.
{What exactly does this all say? You said you can read this, right? It makes no sense to me,} he asked.
"It basically says things about the pokemons' life, what has gone on recently, and where they are currently at," answered Tasha.
{Can you tell me, exactly?} he asked.
"Um, sure," agreed Tasha. "Which one?"
{Wait!} he exclaimed, {Someone is coming.}
"Who?" asked Tasha.
{A pokemon,} Mewtwo answered. They both froze, silent.
"Oddish!" exclaimed Tasha as her best friend walked dejectedly around the corner.
"What? Tasha?!" exclaimed Oddish as they were locked in a tearful reunion.
{Is she a friend of yours?} asked Mewtwo.
"My best friend," confirmed Tasha.
"Who's he?" asked Oddish.
"This is Mewtwo," said Tasha, "And he freed me from the bad man who took me away."
"I am just so glad you are safe! I was worried, everyone was!" Oddish said.
"Calm down, I'm safe," said Tasha.
"Thanks for bring her back," Oddish said to Mewtwo.
{You are welcome,} he replied, still half studying the wall.
"Oh, yeah. Which one did you want me to read?" asked Tasha, setting Oddish down.
{Read what it says about me,} he said. Tasha walked over to the wall and began to do so.
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"I have to be careful," thought the collector as he snuck in through the back entrance. "They will have beefed up their security. And I have too much at steak to be caught. It won't belong before I regain what I have lost."
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".....Goldenrod City, where he was staying until...." Tasha paused in her reading. "This isn't want it said last time."
{What do you mean?} Mewtwo asked, eyeing the wall with suspicion. He had gotten a weird feeling about this structure since he had arrived, and this was making him very suspicious and nervous. He glanced around, from time to time, trying to place the strange forces he was sensing. "There is a strange presence here," he thought, knowing that......something was going to happen.
"These words have changed," said Tasha, "They did that before. I don't know how it is possible, but the words change." Oddish leaned against her leg, trying to comfort her.
{How can words written centuries ago be re-wrote?} Mewtwo asked.
"I wish I knew," she said.
{Continue,} he encouraged.
"..... Until he was need to help the others the collector's greed had harmed. He freed the three that fly and the three that run. And now with the help of the Bridge, is seeking to unravel the mysteries of the Ruins of Alph," finished Tasha.
"Bridge? Is that you, Tasha?" asked Oddish.
{I do not like it,} Mewtwo stated with a frown.
"I think it is kind of cool," added a new voice, which caused the three to turn around.
{Mew, why are you here?} asked Mewtwo when he saw the hovering pink kitten behind them.
"Oh, come on! I spend weeks looking for you and you expect me to go away! Besides, this will be much more interesting," giggled Mew. "So this pile of bricks really say things about us?"
Tasha nodded.
"Cool! And they even have a picture of me!" exclaimed Mew as she noticed the carving of herself, "I don't look like that. Do I?"
{That is not our concern,} said Mewtwo, {The writings are what concern me the most.}
"But I am the only one who can read them," reminded Tasha, "Well, maybe Molly Hale can too, but I don't know."
BOOM! A fiery projectile was launched through the middle of the group. Tasha and Oddish dove to the ground, and except for skinned knees, were OK. Mewtwo was out of the its path. Mew was hit with full force and nearly knocked out of the air, but recovered. All eyes turned to the door. The collector was there, armed to the teeth.
"Well, three for the price of one," he said, "It makes my job so much easier."
The collector was holding what looked like his original bazooka like weapon, except this one was large and obviously designed to hold more ammunition. Two small guns hung by his side, as well as a new tazer. Two other weapons were strapped to him, one on the back and one across his chest. Clipped to his belt was a strange, small black box.
Mewtwo's eyes began to glow intense blue as he summoned his psychic powers. He raised his right paw and prepared to pick up the man and throw him into the wall, like he did before. But strangely, his powers had no effect on the collector this time. Mewtwo's eyes widened with surprise.
"I am better prepared this time," the man gloated. He tapped the black box. "This makes a shield of sheer dark energy. You can't hurt me."
{Do not make that assumption yet,} Mewtwo shot back, surprising the collector with his telekinesis.
"Who is he? What does he want? What is he doing here?" asked Mew.
{He is after us, and the girl. He is the one who was holding the others before,} Mewtwo replied, privately. Tasha was clutching Oddish to her chest, and trying to hide in the shadows in the back of the chamber.
"Don't hide, my key," said the collector when he saw this. "I came back for you."
"Drop dead scum!" she yelled.
{It is time to end this,} said Mewtwo and he prepared for another attack. This time, he used Flame Wheel, much to everyone's surprise. The collector barely had time to dodge and missed being incinerated.
"So you want to play the hard way," he snarled back. "That is the way I like it. But be warned, I will own every pokemon, even you."
{How naive,} Mewtwo replied, striking with an Aurora Beam. The collector fired his bazooka, and a fiery pulse filled the room. The attacks collided, shaking the arena. There was a misty explosion, then brief darkness before Mewtwo was able to refocus on light.
During this time Mew darted behind the collector. The second Mewtwo began to reproduce the light she struck. Following her friend's example she launched a Thunder Wave, hoping to end this without anyone getting hurt.
"AH!" cried the collector as he felt the sting of the electricity. He turned around and fired. BOOM! Mew shrieked as she was hit at point-blank range.
The minute he heard his friend's cry, Mewtwo retaliated with Shadow Ball. The collector could do nothing to stop this, and was consequently knocked off of his feet. He stood up again, despite the bruise he would have on his side. His shield proved to minimized the damaged he was receiving.
Knowing that he was out-numbered, out-powered, and out-skilled, the collector knew he needed to do something drastic if he hoped to win. He flick his weapon up to full power. Then, unnoticed he dropped a small metal disk out of his pocket, onto the floor. Facing his two opponents, who had now joined together in the center of the room, he fired in quick succession. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The ruins echoed with the sounds of the battle, shaking ancient dust from forgotten corners.
Mew quickly Teleported herself to safety. Mewtwo stood, relying on his Barrier. Tasha curled into a tight ball, desperately hoping to remain safe. Mewtwo, now very annoyed, focused his powers on another elemental attack. He summoned a strong Hydro Pump, neutralizing the collector's attack and thoroughly drenching him. Mew joined in with a Thunderbolt, using the previous attack t her advantage.
"AARRRGGG!!!" the collector roared in pain. An angry, desperate gleam flashed across his eyes. He quickly threw his primary weapon across his back and drew the other two guns. In one swift motion he fired them simultaneously, one at Mew, the other at Mewtwo. ZAP! FWOOSH! Mewtwo was unaffected by the electric attack that was sent his way, due to his Barrier. Mew was hit, though not directly, by an icy attack. She quickly shook it off, though.
{Enough games,} Mewtwo said to Mew. {We need to end this before more humans arrive.}
"I agree," she replied.
"Give up," the collector raged in the low of battle, "You cannot beat me!"
{You are insane. You cannot hope to win,} Mewtwo replied. The collector snarled and fired again, with less results than the last time.
"There is always another was," he muttered to himself, reaching for yet another weapon. He had it activated an instant later, while dodging a Razor Wind from Mew. He filled the entire room with an ultra-sonic blast. Mew, Mewtwo, and even Tasha and Oddish cried out as the noise threatened their very sense of hearing.
In the instant of distraction the collector launched a volley of elemental attacks. Most missed, but Mewtwo and Mew felt a few strike them. Enraged, Mewtwo fired a dangerous Hyper Beam. It glowed beautifully and deadly. The collector twisted when he saw it coming from him, and his ultra-sonic projector took the hit. It was immediately turned into ash. This left black streaks down his pant leg. Now, everyone was mad.
The air grew bright, hot, and intense from the next attacks launched. When the gagging smoke cleared, everyone was breathing hard, but the fighters refused to show signs of their pain.
"Please, let this stop," prayed Tasha, "Please, stop. I don't want anyone to get hurt."
The collector turned his attention on Mew and fired his weapons. She Teleported to safety again, as Mewtwo charged himself up for another powerful attack.
"If this is to end," he thought, "then his shield has to be broken. I need to over-power it." Seeing that he was focused on Mew, Mewtwo decided to try for another strategy.
But the collector quickly pivoted. He fired again, at Mewtwo. The psychic pokemon was caught off guard and felt the electricity race through his body, followed by a cold shock. He gasped in pain, his concentration broken. Mew re-appeared from her Teleport, only to be caught in the collector's next attack. She cried out, dropping low in the air. He prepared to fire again at the two pokemon, but his weapons failed to respond, out of ammo.
He didn't even bother with them, letting them drop to the hard stone floor with a dull metallic clank. He pulled his primary weapon off his shoulder, ready for reuse. He aimed and fired. But this had taken too much time. Mewtwo had recovered, and used Mirror Coat, sending the fiery ball right back at the collector.
"No one get hurt, please," thought Tasha as she whimpered in the corner, doing her best to stay as for out of range as she could.
The collector stumbled backwards. He fell down, losing his grip on his weapon, which landed in his lap. Not letting this advantage be wasted, Mewtwo stepped forward and prepared to knock him out. But as he stepped forward, on of his feet landed on the small metallic disk that the collector had dropped earlier. The device self-destructed, sending an agonizing fire and electric through the pokemon.
{AAHH!} Mewtwo gasped, as his left leg gave out, bringing him to his one knee. The collector pulled himself up, ready to push his advantage. Mew instantly appeared by her injured friend's side, concerned. Tasha closed her eyes, willing it all to go away. The charm on her necklace began to pulse with its strange dark aura.
The collector reached onto his belt and pulled off a small CD like mechanical object. He threw this through the air like a Frisbee. It glowed, then split into a barrage of dark electrical beams. The enveloped Mew, causing her excruciating pain as she was exposed to a psychic's greatest weakness. She dropped to the ground from the shock.
Mewtwo struggled up, despite the pain caused be putting weight on his injured foot. Mew, too, was struggling to elevate herself again. The collector dodged the next attack thrown at him, while retaliating with his own.
His Shadow Ball knocked the weapon off of the collector's chest, shattering it on the floor. But the broken weapon was also programmed with a self- destruct sequence. In blew up only a few feet away from the psychic clone. Mewtwo could feel the heat before he was able to set up his Barrier. He could feel blisters raise on his skin.
"No more, no more," thought Tasha, practical crying into her grass type. Her necklace began to glow brighter, covering her chest with a dark light.
None of the fighters were holding back. The collector held his finger on his weapon, charging it for its strongest attack. Mewtwo was summoning his strength, as was Mew. They attacked at the same time, filling the air with eerie lights and energies. Their attacks collided, knocking everyone back.
When this mass of energy faded, only a soft blue and pink glow remained. All of the fighters were breathing hard, and eyeing the other side evilly. But then, the room began to glow strangely. Tasha had stood up, her eyes were glowing the same color as her charm, which was glowing stronger than ever before. Oddish was giving her fearful looks. The pokemon saw this and both put up a Barrier. The collector retreated a few steps.
Then, the walls began to glow. First the corner where Tasha was, then it spread throughout the whole room. But on closer inspection, one could see that it wasn't the entire wall that was glowing, but rather the strange script that covered the wall. The writings began to glow stronger and stronger. This created a surreal pattern on the walls. Veins of dark energy could be seen flowing through them.
Suddenly, the glowing became twice as intense. The letters began to take shape, becoming 3D. Slowly they pulled away from the wall and a strange humming sound was heard. No one moved, or dared breath for that matter. Slowly the light faded, revealing the greatest secret of the Ruins of Alph.