Chapter Four: Awakening
Pacific Ocean, ca. 2010
Mew panted as she sat on a boulder atop a mountain, the cold and cloudy air numbing the wounds on her legs and tail.
A few hours earlier, Mew had found herself in a large, cramped city bustling with loud vehicles and even louder people. The grey-black smog hid the details of the various signs on the buildings on this particular day. Mew was trying to understand her purpose, a purpose given to her by Earth itself as it suffered under the reign of human apathy. She knew she had to awaken the Titans, who had guarded the Earth when people were still throwing sticks at mammoths, but she didn't know where to look.
As she teleported to various city hotspots, she wondered if she could find Earth's legendaries in time. Mew dropped to an alley, smelling rotting food from a nearby restaurant, her stomach growling, not having eaten since she left her owner. Mew found plenty of half-eaten fish, hamburgers, and chicken wings to devour, her stomach growling with impatience.
Only it wasn't HER stomach that was growling anymore...
Mew turned around to find the forms of dogs, black with touches of brown on their undersides, a Doberman, its pointy head lowered menacingly, and a Rottweiler, its broad face grimacing with hatred, staring her down, their teeth bared. Mew noted with horror that there seemed to be strands of fur in their yellow teeth. The two dogs took up most of the width of the small alley, blocking the escape of this pitiful cat.
They lunged...
Mew shot up into the air, swirling dust and meaty tidbits up into the air, the dogs yelping as they smacked the brick wall of one of the grimy, soot-covered buildings. Mew prepared to teleport when she felt a sharp pain in her tail. The Doberman had leapt up, using the brick wall for a boost, and grabbed Mew's tail with its jaws. Mew was thrust down into the concrete, her eyes sensing a wash of black spots swirling around her from the popped blood vessels. Mew turned to look at her attacker, but the predator bit down even harder and began to shake its prey violently.
"MMMEEEEWWWWW" she screamed, a violent pink blast of light hurling the dogs toward the far end of the alley. Mew quickly closed her eyes and felt her strength return slowly, not all of it, but enough to get her out of this situation. Mew reared her front legs back, summoning a large black-purplish ball which she threw at her enemies. The dogs dodged, despite being stunned at the strange behavior of their prey. They were used tothis deadly game – one where the losers lost their lives as punishment, much to their glee and satisfaction. They realized that this wasn't going to be a game anymore - something was profoundly different about their latest plaything.
The Rottweiler howled in pain as bony structures grew above its eyes, stretching back toward the ears. Growths of bone also surrounded its wrists and across its back. Mew floated in front of them, tilting her head toward her shoulder in confusion. Suddenly, the newly-emerged Houndour locked its hate-filled eyes on the cause of all its pain. Mew saw the new creature twitch. All of a sudden it was just a blur, moving too fast for Mew to see. Just as she prepared to block her right side with a psychic blast, the Houndour crunched its jaws around the left side of her abdomen.
Well, Mew thought angrily to herself, this didn't go according to plan.
She let loose a gigantic beam of prism-colored light at the pokemon, but the Houndour shrugged it off just as its partner, large curved horns emerging from its head, countered with an explosive burst of flame.
The two dark-elemental pokemon looked at each other, having seen the tremendous pain in their opponent's eyes, realizing that now they were causing more damage than they were before. This was more like it, they thought to themselves. Both canine pokemon reared their heads back to engulf Mew in a gigantic blaze. Mew heard the voices of humans approaching behind her. She had a sudden conflict of emotions. She was destined to bring about their destruction, but not like this. These new creatures she had awakened were not fighting for survival but for sport. They had taken to their owners' hobbies all too well. Mew couldn't let this go on. The pink glow surrounding her brightened, and she felt the air itself rip away from them as they teleported to a more open area.
Mew left the two pokemon to fend for themselves on an island volcano that had long been dormant. Mew kept far above them, avoiding their new powers, aware that they somehow were unaffected by her psychic attacks but could seriously threaten her.
Lavaridge, ca. 2509
"See?" Molly yelled, outraged at the latest post. She had been reviewing Max's part of the story, noting with disgust that this ... (ugh) boy had once again relied on bloodthirsty storytelling. Max sat back in the chair, his feet propped up on the computer desk in the lobby of the Pokemon Center. They had decided hours ago that typing was far superior to writing on paper. Molly teased Max about his sloppy handwriting, while Max countered that hers was too frilly.
Max crossed his arms, indignant. "People like pokemon battles, Molly. They don't like flowers and icky romances and perfume and stuff."
"GET THOSE FEET OFF THAT DESK!" Nurse Joy yelled from behind her desk, her pink loopy hair ruffled and her normally smiling face frowning from dealing with a long line of whiny trainers. A contest was coming up, and they would ignore the six-foot-tall sign and ask her over and over again about the date – even though it was written in large block font.
Molly shoved Max's feet out of the way. She tossed the boy out of the chair, listening with pride as Max yelped as he landed with a huge THUMP on the floor.
"Let's fix this story," she muttered to herself gleefully.
Pacific Ocean, ca. 2010
Mew sat on the boulder, licking the bruise on her tail. She decided to take a dip in the ocean nearby. Surely its cold, crisp water would soothe the aches from her battle. Mew floated slowly toward the coast, careful to avoid the confused stares of human beings. She landed on a small grassy plot of sand near the breaking waves, the salt clearing up her sinuses. In the distance, Mew saw a pod of dolphins and whales swimming north, illuminated by the warm orange glow of the sun as it shone behind Mew. Mew wanted to see these strange water creatures, so she surrounded herself with a pink bubble, expanding it to allow for a large amount of air. She dove into the surf, staring with awe at the multi-colored creatures that swam around her with equal curiosity. There were animals and plants of every size, shape, color, and behavior. Surely, if Mew was to find a legendary creature, it would be in this fascinating world. A large brown fish swam past her, the ugliness of it astounding the feline pokemon. It seemed like it was made of peeling, flaking rocky skin. Mew could sense an ancientness about it, that it had survived several geological extinctions. As Mew passed by, the fish quickly went belly up, only to snap out of its trance a Relicanth. The new creature, not having increased any beauty scores, closed the distance between itself and Mew, stopping the feline pokemon. Mew, sensing its thoughts with her psychic powers, agreed to follow the new pokemon to the depths of the ocean. As they descended ever deeper, a reverberating sound nearly deafened Mew. A humongous dark figure appeared below them, a blue whale coming back from a long dive to the trenches below. As the Relicanth explained to Mew, this was also a very special creature, one that would help Mew unlock some of the Beings she sought. Mew closed her eyes and concentrated, feeling her power shape the whale into a more powerful form.
The Wailord bellowed loudly, shoving the two pokemon out of the way. Mew and the Relicanth surfaced after a long journey upwards. Mew gasped as the bubble collapsed, breathing in welcome fresh air. Relicanth, swimming just under the surface, warned Mew not to awaken the Titans they were guarding just yet. Before its species' relatives died out, Relicanth explained, there were gigantic flying creatures that came with the storms that terrorized the oceans. One in particular traveled across the Pacific Ocean, stopping occasionally on various islands before nesting in North America. It brought lightning and thunder, supposedly stealing human children for the babies' consumption even as recently as a hundred years ago. Relicanth didn't believe it existed anymore, but it thought that Mew might have the best luck trying to re-awaken Earth's legendary birds.
Various locations, ca. 2010
Meanwhile, inside the depths of pyramids across the planet, engravings of people and animal-inspired deities shimmered. In the entrance of every pyramid, a small purplish-black vortex formed, swirling with chaotic psychic energy. Small black and white creatures flew out of the vortex, changing sun, storm, and water-gods into the forms of the three elemental beasts that would storm the countryside in the near future - but only after the Origin, the Voice, and the Sacred Fire came together to awaken them. As soon as they finished defacing historical engravings with the faces of the legendary canines, the creatures returned to their home in a parallel dimension.