Author's Note: Hello everyone! I have a new chapter for you all! I hope you're all cuddled up in your warmest blankets with a yummy snack and a warm beverage! I know I am, it's freezing where I live. Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

P.S. I decided I'm going to reply to comments at the end of the chapter.

"Example" - Speaking

'Example' - Thoughts

*Example* - Telepathy

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It had been a few days since my little adventure and I had to admit that being confined to bed rest wasn't half bad. My front right leg being broken and my near death experience with hypothermia made sure my Mom was insanely worried about me, even three days after the incident. Since she was worried, she wanted to spend nearly every second with me and pampered me senselessly. Mom had stopped going out entirely except to get food for herself and oran berries to help my leg. Even when I needed to take a nap but Mom didn't, she would still lay with me and I would find her in the same place when I awoke again.

We constantly were either talking or playing little games with each other. She got any toy I wanted from the toy pile. I got to play a lot more of the different board games from this world. Surprisingly many of the board games were basically copies of the ones from my last world, the only differences were pokemon themed names and art. There were a few unique ones though or at least I hadn't heard one like them before.

One example was one called Marill Ball, where you and your opponent took turns to guide a blue marble through a miniature maze by tilting it. The faster you got the ball to the exit, the more points you scored. There were also little images of berries that if the ball passed over, you would gain bonus points. The winner of the game was the person with the most points. Mom won almost all of these matches. I swear, with how good she was, that she was secretly using her psychic powers to cheat and move the ball with them. It was still pretty fun. I don't know how it did it but you could press a button on the side of the maze to randomize the layout, making each game unique.

Anything we did together I couldn't help but relish my Mom's attention. I normally didn't usually like being treated like I was made of glass but It was nice to have someone to worry about me. I was getting pretty restless though, Mom barely let me move my body at all. She only moved me out of the cuddle pile with her powers when I had to go to the bathroom.

I could tell my broken leg was healing nicely. It hurt a lot less from when I first broke it. There was quite a bit of stiffness in the limb though and it hurt only a little bit. Whenever the hurt leg got pressure put on it or was positioned weird, the pain would still flare up. I was hoping the pain would go away entirely soon, I really wanted to crawl around again.

I'm pretty sure Mom had already forgotten about the month-long grounding she gave me or she wasn't entirely serious about it in the first place. The reason I thought that was because Mom kept hinting about a vacation after I was healed. Or maybe she was going to insist that I wasn't healed until a month had passed. I shivered at that thought. A week of bedrest I could handle, but a month…

Mom had also been making me train my powers while I rested. The training didn't involve anything physical, so I could do it even with my injury. Sometimes Mom would switch to only speaking with telepathy in the middle of a conversation without warning. She would then ignore what I said if I spoke out loud. Even though I did telepathy before, speaking with my mind was still hard. When I did it for the first time it was in an emergency situation, so it was either use telepathy or die. Now trying to repeat that in a calm environment without any consequences for failing made it extremely difficult. It was also hard to tell the difference between when I was just thinking or when I actually sent my thoughts out. Many times I would send a thought out to Mom only for her to continue staring at me expectantly like I didn't say anything. Other times I would only send out only part of my replies, only for her to give me a confused look and tell me to repeat it. Of course the same worked the other way too, I would accidentally send out thoughts that I meant to keep to myself. One time, when Mom was pigging out on a ton of junk food, I was wondering, *How is she not fat yet?* Only to get a glare from her, with a Choco-stick still in her mouth, the silent treatment lasted for an hour.

I didn't only work on telepathy though, the evil pebble was back for revenge. I did end up making progress now that I had already harnessed my powers before. The pebble would wiggle a tiny bit from time to time when I focused hard enough. Mom would squeal and congratulate me every time it moved. This reduced the frustration I would feel and gave me a sense of accomplishment. It also made me more determined to make it float if it would make Mom proud. So for a few hours a day I determinedly stared at a small pebble.

Whenever I succeeded at either telekinesis or telepathy I would immediately feel completely drained of energy. Mom would reassure me that It was normal for babies and I would gain more energy as I grew older, but seeing her lift something absolutely massive and not break a sweat. It still hurt my pride a bit. I was getting kind of impatient when it came to my powers. I continued to see Mom constantly flying around and wanted that mobility for myself. The thought of flying through the sky with my own power and seeing the world from above was really exciting to me. I had already dreamed multiple times of shooting off into the sky at amazing speeds, completely released from the world's chains. Though, If I couldn't lift a measly pebble, there was no way I was lifting myself into the air.

It was now the middle of the day from what I could tell from the light streaming through the hole in the wall. In the morning Mom had given me some chocolate pudding to celebrate me being already a week old. I could easily eat it without teeth, it tasted like heaven. I could barely believe that it had only been a whole week and I was already starting to love my new life. It barely felt like any time at all since I had hatched. Mom did once explain that since we were technically immortal, time had less effect on our minds. She described a millennium as "not that long" in her eyes. I couldn't imagine how old she already was, but I was happy to have a long life full of love to look forward to.

Mom was currently cuddling with me. Her body was stretched all the way around my body as if she was protecting me from the world. She was busy grooming the top of my head. I was just basking in the warmth her body heat provided me. The gentle rhythmic stroking of my head was lulling me into a soft doze. The pebble was lying forgotten in front of me, I had already tired myself out enough for the day, trying to move it.

After about half an hour of peace and quiet, a loud grating noise could be heard. The sound reminded me of when stone shifted on stone. Me and Mom's head automatically perked up, our ears lifting up as far as they could go towards the sound. It came from one of the far walls in our room. I had to stretch my neck to be able to peek over Mom's body, curiously wondering what it could be.

A huge hidden door that I had no knowledge about before opened up out of the previously flawless wall. The only thing I could see in the rounded doorway was something with a huge frame. Whatever it was would've towered over me like a giant. It was extremely bulky and looked so strong that it could easily crush me instantly. I was scared, I was not looking for my death anytime soon. So I gave a fearful squeak and immediately hid my head behind the body of my Mom and cowered, squeezing my eyes shut. I knew Mom was tough enough to beat them up for me.

Instead of giving the very intimidating figure a knuckle sandwich like I expected her to, Mom giggled at my reaction and got up. I carefully opened my eyes with surprise and fear very clearly written in my face. I now realized I was in between the intruder and Mom so I quickly scrambled behind her. I accidentally hurt my leg more in the process.

"Shh kitten, can you calm down for me?" Mom asked. After a second I slowly nodded into the fur of her back, trusting her, and peeked out.

The intruders seemed to have multiplied and now three bulky figures stood just before the doorway in a line. The one on the left seemed to be made out of ice, its main body was one huge ice crystal with separate crystals acting as arms and legs. It had a sideways cross made out of many yellow dots on its face, which I assumed were eyes. The one in the middle was made out of rock. Its main body was what looked to be a chiseled large oblong rock while its arms and legs were made of multiple smaller boulders. Some parts of it were orangish-brown but it was mostly grey. It had the same dots as the ice one did but they were orange and in an uppercase h shape. The third on the very left was made of what looked like a steel casing for most of its body with a black silicone middle where red dots formed the shape of an oval with a center dot. This one gave a more robotic vibe than the others.

"This is Regice, Regirock, and Registeel! They protect us and the tree, they would never hurt us. So don't be scared." She glanced back at me only to see me holding my front right leg to my chest and wincing. "Oh, Rosie, did you hurt yourself?"

I nodded sadly and muttered, "Sorry…"

With a concerned expression Mom said, "Okay, let me take a look at it." She gently held my paw and looked it over, I winced at the movement. After a minute she said, "Thankfully I don't think you disrupted your progress on healing it. Here let me…" She put both of her pink paws over mine and concentrated. A green glow covered my paw. After a few seconds I looked at my leg in amazement as the pain lightened slightly.

That's so cool, I want to be able to heal!* I shouted in my mind, not expecting for Mom to hear it.

"I'm glad you appreciated it. We'll work on your abilities after you get control over your psychic energy." She chuckled lightly, I blushed at my outburst. 'I really have to get in control of that.' I thought, actively trying to close my mind. "Anyway, let's go meet our guests, it's rude to keep them waiting especially since I invited them." Mom said lifting my body with her powers. I went limp like usual but that didn't stop me from trembling uncontrollably. Mom said they wouldn't hurt me but they were extremely intimidating, so I couldn't exactly help it. Mom was about 1.4 feet tall and I was like 6 inches tall while the Regies stood at about 8-10 feet tall each of solid mass. They could just fall on top of me and I was pretty sure I would get completely smashed flat. Mom could at least float at their eye level while I had to look very far up from the ground.

"Hello guys, how are you doing?" Mom asked with a casual tone. She floated around their heads while she talked.

Each of their eyes simultaneously started glowing ominously. All three said, "Optimally." At the same time, their tones were different pitches but other than that, it was the same unemotional voice. They sounded robotic like they weren't actually alive and only had programmed responses. It was extremely unsettling, it only made me want to flee more.

"Good, that's good." Mom nodded. "I wanted to introduce you to my daughter." She motioned towards me.

All three golems tilted their bodies to look at me with their eyes. I squeaked embarrassingly for a second time today but I was too frightened to care about my dignity. Even though they only had glowing dots for eyes I could tell they set their gazes on me. I felt like they were staring into my soul. I scrambled behind the pillow that Mom set me on to escape their sight.

Mom sighed, "Sorry about her, she's just nervous to meet new pokemon. The reason I called you here is that I wanted to update your Defense Priority List."

Regirock is the one that responded, "Access granted, Admin Sakura. Request accepted. How would you like to change the defense priority list?" There was no way they weren't just robots with the terms they were using.

"I want you to put my daughter, Rosalyn, at the top of the priority list. Above both me and The Tree of Beginning. If there is ever danger, you protect her above all else. I also want User Rosalyn's authority upgraded to administrator as well." Mom commanded with an authoritative voice I had yet to hear from her before. I looked on in surprise, poking my head from behind the pillow. It warmed my heart how much Mom wanted to protect me.

"Processing request." Regirock said. It stood there for a few minutes beeping and making all sorts of different robotic whirring. All of a sudden, all of the green glowing crystal that covered the room flashed pink for a few seconds. Finally Regirock said, "Request granted. User Rosalyn upgraded to Admin Rosalyn. Admin Rosalyn was successfully transferred to highest priority on the Defense Priority List. Is that all?"

"Yes." Mom said. "You are allowed to return to your normal duties."

"Understood." All three said in unison again before they slowly thumped out the doorway. The hidden door closed behind them going back to the featureless wall it was before.

I gave a sigh of relief, they were gone. If I had my way, I wouldn't see them for a while. When Mom picked me up to go to bed again I complained that "They were scary."

She sighed and replied as she set me down, "Yeah, I know, kitten. I'm sorry I didn't warn you beforehand. I always remember them for how they used to be, not how they are. They weren't always like that, emotionless husks I mean. They used to all have amazing personalities. They used to have a father named Regigigas, he crafted them and gave them life. They were excitable, curious, and friendly children. They weren't Legendaries like us but that didn't stop us from treating them like nephews." Mom was tearing up a little. "We loved them, but when Regigigas disappeared suddenly they just drained of all of their emotion. They became stagnant, they wouldn't do anything for themselves unless commanded to. We had no choice but to give them a task, so they were commanded to protect this tree. We looked everywhere for Regigigas but it's no use, he just disappeared." Mom was fully crying.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." I whispered, feeling rather guilty for being so scared of what was left of the Regi family. I tried to hug and comfort Mom.

"It's fine, really. I should be the one comforting you, not the other way around." She giggled through her tears. "They are rather creepy now. I try to pretend they are still themselves, if I don't, I tend to get sad like this." She wiped her eyes. "Anyway, enough sad stuff! I wanted to get that out of the way as soon as possible. Now if you ever get in a bad situation, meaning hurt, lost, or in danger. All you have to do is touch one of the tree's crystals and give a command with your thoughts, the Regies will help you. They will come and help you get back here or do anything you command them to now that you're an admin."

We just lay there for a while, cuddling with each other after that. As a human I would've been out of my mind with restlessness in situations like this but as a mew, I feel rather content just to spend time with Mom. I wondered idly if that was to do with being immortal. I wasn't really in a rush to do anything because I had all the time in the world to do it.

Thinking about it, being a mew changed my mind in all sorts of little ways. As a human I used to be sarcastic and pessimistic but now I looked towards the brighter side of life, being mostly carefree. I wondered if I was becoming a whole nother person. 'In 100 years will I recognize myself? Probably not. Does it matter?' I wasn't entirely sure how to answer that question. I was full of love and happiness now, would I really miss being so down about life all the time?

Mom snapped me out of my thoughts by speaking, "Hey, can I speak to you about something rather serious? I know we just finished with a heavy topic but this is kind of important." I nodded for her to go ahead.

"Soon, after you heal as much as you can, we are going to visit somewhere rather breathtaking. We are mainly doing this so you can meet one of your aunties who really wants to meet you but she can't come here. It will also be good for you to get out of the house." I nodded, very excited to be going somewhere. "But, there will also be dangers! One of the most serious dangers is that the place is absolutely filled with humans."

I looked at her confused. "Not all humans are dangerous, only criminals, right?"

Mom sighed, "This is where we get to the serious discussion. I need to help you perceive the world as a pokemon does, not as a human." I was still confused on where this discussion was going but I nodded anyway. "I know this will be hard for you since you used to be human but humans are extremely dangerous for pokemon. Do you remember what trainers do with pokemon?"

"They… fight together and have fun?" I was unsure of my answer based on Mom saying humans are dangerous.

Mom smiled at me lovingly but shook her head no. "That is a terribly idealistic and naive way of looking at the way pokemon trainers work. It is the human way of seeing professional pokemon battling. All of this glory and fun as pokemon and trainer work together. No, it is only like that for humans, not pokemon." I frowned. "Aside from a few rare examples, pokemon usually get taken by force. Taken away from their friends and loved ones. Imagine if someone came into our home and took only you or me and left the other behind."

I gasped in horror at the idea. I was finally understanding what Mom was trying to get at. The image of Mom getting taken away for me to fend for myself and possibly die if I was too young. I could also be taken from here and though I would be taken care of, I would never see Mom again. Either situation Mom and I would be separated causing both of us to be forever sad and lonely. The idea itself had the ability to send shivers through my body.

Seeing my look of dawning horror and recognition Mom said, "I see I finally have broken through the illusion of happiness and adventure for you. Yes, baby pokemon get orphaned all the time when their parents are captured. Leaving them to parish in the elements. The babies can also be captured leaving families broken-hearted. The human gains a new and exciting pokemon but the pokemon loses everyone they ever loved, never to see them again. You see why pokemon are terrified of getting taken by humans? Why wild pokemon fight until they cannot anymore or why they run and hide for hours on end. This is mainly why legendaries are rarely seen, we hide from human sight to not get hunted, most trainers would die to catch a legendary pokemon. This is also why us going to a human-filled settlement is really risky and why you need to be really careful." I nodded, feeling very sad for the families that get broken up. "I am sorry to break apart your innocence but you need to be aware of the dangers of this world. Many young pokemon learned this lesson too late."

"The horrors don't end there though, no. The pokeball, the device that people catch pokemon in, is a slave making machine as well as a cage. Answer this question, why would a pokemon who was fighting tooth and nail to get away from the trainer suddenly fight for and love the trainer who captures them forcefully?"

'Why would they? That doesn't make much sense at all!' I thought, trying to discover an answer in my mind that didn't sound insane. I gave up and just said, "They wouldn't."

Mom nodded, "That is particularly correct. They wouldn't, unless their mind was altered to make them more compliant when they are captured." I gasped again 'Mind control? That is horrible!'

I remembered back to my past life, when my mind was slowly degrading away from cancer. Having my mind being altered and knowing it was happening had been terrifying. Suddenly forgetting something that was important to me only to have someone remind me of the thing I forgot was a horrible experience. I felt like I was going crazy, like I was going to wake up the next day and be a different person. If humans on this planet were editing a living being's mind on purpose, that idea made me want to puke and get furious at the same time. It was unforgivable and disgusting.

Mom nodded an extremely sad expression on her face, "The changes make you forget your family and friends so you don't run back to them. They make the trainer that captured you the most important person in your life so you'll even fight to the death, if need be. The only way to break this effect is to destroy the pokeball that you got captured in but captured pokemon can't understand that. Luckily as the most powerful psychic types we can resist the mind alteration, so if you ever get captured and released to do battle, try to flee immediately! I will look to the ends of the earth to find you again." She was looking at me seriously like she was expecting an answer so I just nodded quickly.

"Now, I know I just sold humans as the worst, most evil creatures in existence, but not all humans are bad. Many trainers don't know that their pokeballs enslave their pokemon. Trainers usually start their pokemon adventure when they are 11 years old. They are so naive that they believe the pokemon they are capturing instantly become their friend. That they are doing a good thing and saving a wild pokemon from having to hunt for themselves or from starving to death. When they get old enough to figure out the truth, they are unwilling to believe that the so called friends that they had for years are just slaves. That pokemon had no choice but to do exactly what the trainer wanted, be it to fight, perform, or mate." Mom screwed up her face in disgust at that last action she listed. I knew that mating for pokemon was sort of like marriage for humans so I got why she was so disgusted. I wouldn't want to date someone forced upon me. The thought of kissing a boy, especially one I didn't know, was gross. Mom continued, "Only pokeball creators really know the truth for certain. That's why I say that most humans are idealistic and naive rather than evil."

I nodded, understanding the lesson. She didn't want me to hate humanity, the people from my old life or who I used to be. She wanted me to be scared, in a way. If I was constantly scared of trusting humanity, I would always be careful around them. If I was careful around them there was less of a chance for Mom to lose her newborn baby girl. She was terrified of losing me and I felt the same about losing her.

She continued her explanation, "Now, of course there are always the bad apples in any species. Not everyone is innocent. As you yourself said before, there are dangerous criminals in the human population. People who know they are doing unjust acts for personal or even community gain. Sadly I've had my fair share of run-ins with individuals such as these. I've been captured before, multiple times. I've been experimented on and cloned. I won't go into heavy detail about it because it's not for a baby's ears, but trust me when I say it's not a fun experience."

I could only imagine what it was like. Mom not describing the experience only made my brain come up with more horrible scenarios that she must've gone through. I had to deal with lots of needles in my hospital stay, so if it was any worse than that then I truly felt for her.

After we finished with that extremely heavy lesson on why I should avoid humans, we settled down to relax. We played a board game called Unknown Words which was exactly like Scrabble but the letters were all the unknown pokemon. It made some of the letters kind of hard to read but I got used to it. I was under a few blankets and was cuddled up to my mew plushie. Mom had me nurse before the game. All in all I felt like I was the comfiest kitten in existence. All warm, full and snug. It would have been perfect if Mom wasn't absolutely wreaking me in the pokemon scrabble game. Apparently someone who had been alive for basically all of existence knows about more words than a nine year old, who knew? 'Is xanthein even a word? It sure sounds made up. I don't even have a dictionary to see if she was making this stuff up! I swear I'm going to catch her red-handed one of these days!'

Right when I was looking for an excuse to flee after her forth game won in a row, one appeared out of nowhere. A flash of blinding white light lit up the room and made me close my eyes. When I opened them again I saw a familiar giant white stag. This was someone I had met before.

"Grandpa!" I yelled when I saw Arceus. I would have run up to hug his leg but sadly my injured leg didn't allow that kind of movement. I loved him but I also felt deeply indebted to him. He was the one to give me this amazing second chance after all.

"Hello Dad." Mom said casually.

"Hello kids!" He chuckled deeply at my excitement. Grandpa came closer to inspect me more closely before saying, "Oh my gosh you are so cute! You are even cuter than I ever imagined!" He gushed. It felt wrong for The Arceus to say the word cute in a sentence, but I ignored the feeling and just focused on meeting my Grandpa for the first time in this life. I wanted to make a good impression on him so when he brought his face close enough to me, I hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek. He pulled his face back in surprise at my love attack before collecting himself. "Olivia's super sweet huh?" He asked Mom.

"My name's Rosalyn Lily Mew!" I interrupted the giant god before Mom could say anything. "Mom picked it!"

"Oh, sorry Rosalyn. That's a beautiful name, way better than Olivia if I do say so myself." Grandpa said. I beamed at him in pride.

"Yeah…she honestly makes my teeth melt more than my sweets do. You know she's only being super cute to get you wrapped around her little paw, right?" Mom said. I gave her a deeply betrayed look. 'How could she sell out my scheme?'

Grandpa laughed. "I believe it's working! I'm melting from the amount of cuteness!" He mimed melting by crouching his legs slowly, so from the angle I saw him from on top of the cuddle pile, it looked like he was sinking. He acted as well, "I'm melting! I'm melting! Help me!" He got back up after he completely disappeared from my view. He leaned in close to my ear, whispering conspiratorially, "I think you might be just a little cuter than your mom."

Mom gave a mock gasp, "I heard that! How dare you say something so true!" Mom started chasing Arseus around the room.

I giggled at their antics, I was having an absolute blast with all the attention and the compliments made me warm and fuzzy inside. I hoped this would become a regular thing with all of my new family.

We settled down and Mom convinced Grandpa to play games of the pokemon scrabble with us, to my utter despair. He was an even older being than Mom so he destroyed the both of us. Mom got mad about losing her winning streak so she had me and her team up against the god of pokemon. We won that game to my complete astonishment. We shouted our victory into the sky. Everyone was being extremely silly.

I decided I really wanted to try something. I opened up my eyes as wide as they could go in my approximation of the technique Baby Doll Eyes and asked, "Can I please ride on your back?" His face slackened into a slack jawed expression before immediately agreeing. 'Success!'

Mom laughed her butt off as Grandpa pranced around the room energetically with me squealing with joy on his back. I made him circle the room about 20 times before I let him off the hook. It was exhilarating.

Sadly I was starting to get very sleepy, I didn't want Grandpa to leave but the fun had to end sometime. I yawned as Grandpa came closer, he gave me a kiss goodnight. With the promise to come back sometime soon, he teleported away.

Mom read me a children's adventure book about a brave pikachu while I snuggled into her chest. I tried to stay awake as long as possible to hear the story but it was a losing battle. Her angelic voice soon soothed me to sleep.

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End Note: There ends another chapter! There wasn't much excitement going on because it was a rest and relaxation chapter for little Rosalyn to heal her leg. At least we met some new characters. Please review!

Plague Doctor 2035: Thank you for your extremely kind review, I'm glad you like it! I love creating the mother-daughter moments, they make me so happy! About time skips, I totally agree with you. I don't like long time skips either, especially if they skip over something important. I don't plan to do much time skipping, the maximum time I'll skip will be maybe a week when absolutely nothing is happening and I'll always explain, in a general sense, what happened during that time. Anyways, I hope you continue to enjoy my book! Have a great day!