I should have mentioned this in the last chapter; Mew and Mewtwo can both successfully communicate with humans. I know in the movie (for whosoever has seen it) Mew couldn't speak English, but I think that all legendary Pokemon should be able to talk like humans; they are 'legendary' after all.
Temporary Refuge
Mew's eyes shot open and he found himself staring up at a ceiling that seemed to be made of wood. He was heavily bandaged and the bed he laid on felt soft. He could also feel wires attached to him at various points on his body and saw them leading to a computer not too far away, most likely monitoring his vital signs.
Voices could be heard nearby, although Mew couldn't make out what they were saying at this point. It looked like he was in a hospital of some kind for humans. He heard a door close shut suggesting that one or both of the occupants had just left. He tried to move, but the effort caused a moan of pain to escape him, which caught the attention of the individual who had apparently stayed behind.
"Good, you're awake." A feminine voice said. "Can you tell me how you're feeling?" She asked, sounding concerned and moving to the bedside.
She definitely wasn't a human; she looked more like a squirrel with brown fur, auburn hair, and blue eyes with a matching vest.
"I'm feeling better than I did, thank you." Mew answered meekly. "I assume you found me." He should have expected the surprised look on her face when he spoke without using his mouth. "I suppose I ought to have told you that I'm psychic, but I never read anyone else's mind without permission." He quickly added sheepishly.
"If you don't mind my asking, what is your name?" Mew inquired, wanting to know the identity of his rescuer.
"Oh, of course, I'm Sally," the squirrel answered, quickly recovering from the initial shock and gesturing to herself, "and you would be?"
"My name is Mew, and where would I be, if you don't mind me asking that?"
"You're in Knothole." Sally replied. "Now can you tell me where you came from?" Hearing this sharply reminded Mew of how he came to be here, a reaction that did not go unnoticed by his rescuer.
"Is…something wrong?" Sally wondered worriedly seeing the obvious distress that suddenly came over the purple feline.
"It's just that I remembered how I got here." Mew answered solemnly.
"You wouldn't mind telling me, if it's not too much trouble?" Sally questioned.
"Of course not." Mew didn't really have anything better to do at the moment than recuperate. Besides, he heard the best way of dealing with grief is to talk to someone about it.
After Mew finished his tale, the other occupant was in a state of stunned silence. What she heard was beyond all belief; these Heartless and Father sounded even more dangerous than Robotnik or Snively could have ever even hoped to be. Not to mention the loss that Mew suffered when Mewtwo had apparently met the same fate as his world.
Mew left out some facts to make his story as short as possible, including the fact Mewtwo was Mew's clone and specific information about Pokemon which he would have to explain later.
The long silence that followed Mew's story was finally broken by a loud rumbling that originated from the tiny psychic's stomach causing him to sweatdrop slightly. "Uhh…I guess it's been a while since I ate last." He surmised giving off a weak smile as best he could without causing too much strain. Despite the extensive treatments, he felt like a hot meal and a long rest would still do him a great deal of good.
Before Sally had a chance to reply, a strong gust of wind announced the presence of the fastest thing alive, Sonic the Hedgehog. "Yo Sal," he called, "how's it going with that thing you found." Mew, astonished by the speed that could have easily matched a Rapidash, merely stared at the speed demon.
"First off, his name is Mew and he's a Pokemon." Sally corrected him. "Second, he's doing fine now that he's conscious."
"Great," the blue hedgehog exclaimed, shutting the door, "do you know where he came from?"
"From what he said, he's from another reality."
"Are you trying to tell me he's an alien or something?" Sonic questioned quite disbelievingly.
"Have you seen anyone like him around here before, Sonic?" Sally countered.
"No, but I haven't been everywhere on Mobius." Sonic responded.
"Anyhow, whether you believe it or not, he is from another world, understand." Sally stated quite bluntly, turning to face him.
"Whoa, easy there Sal, no need to get all worked up like that." Sonic said trying to calm down the clearly annoyed squirrel.
"Now that that is settled, what do you feel like eating?" She asked, returning her attention towards her patient.
"I'm sure whatever you have is fine." The weakened psychic answered, recovering from the shock of the visitor's speed.
"Why not give him a chili dog?" Sonic suggested.
"He's not going to want one of those, Sonic." Sally disputed over his choice of food.
"And why not, everyone knows chili dogs are the perfect food."
"Only to you," she remarked, "now why don't you go find something decent for him and don't bring back any chili dogs."
"Don't worry; I'll get something almost as good as chili dogs. Juice time!" He exclaimed, and with a great burst of speed and a second gust of wind, the blue blur had left the small medical hut in search of nourishment for Mew.
"Why don't I feel reassured?" Sally wondered with an almost amused expression on her face even though she knew that Sonic wouldn't get any chili dogs, especially if she expressly told him not to.
"Wow, he's really fast." Mew noted, the awesome speed of the hedgehog looked like it could even put a Rapidash to shame.
"Yeah, and he knows it too, unfortunately." Sally replied beginning to remove the wires connecting Mew with the computer measuring his vitals. Since he was now awake, there wasn't any use for them at the moment.
"So, you know about where I came from, but I still don't know much about your world yet." Mew pointed out to Sally, who had finished with the last of the wires, but before she had a chance to answer, Sonic returned with his usual sonic boom trailing behind.
"Hey Sal, guess what I got." Sonic called, holding something behind his back and out of view.
"It better not be a chili dog." Sally answered back.
"Come on Sal, I meant what I said about not getting any chili dogs." Sonic replied in a mock hurt voice.
"Then what did you get?"
"I couldn't find what I was actually looking for, but I did get this!" Sonic revealed what he had been hiding with a flourish. It was a plate that simply contained a salad. A freshly made salad with all the trimmings, every topping he could find; croutons, shredded cheese, tomatoes, the works.
"Well, I'm impressed; I didn't think you could make something like a salad." Sally commented, observing the dish with an appraising eye.
"Hey, don't underestimate the hedgehog. I know my way around a kitchen, believe it or not."
"And here I thought you just spent enough time there to make chili dogs, but I think Mew would like that salad now. Isn't that right Mew?" The psychic feline nodded as much as he could without causing himself any discomfort while Sally went over to Sonic where he handed her the plate. She returned to the bedside without losing pace.
Sally set Mew up carefully and retrieved a tray where she placed the salad.
"Wait a second, how's he gonna eat with those tiny arms?" Sonic pondered bewilderedly.
"Mew told me that he can use telekinetic abilities." Sally explained.
"You're joking, right?" Sonic had apparently missed Mew's part of the conversation and had no reason to believe that the Pokemon could be psychic.
"I'm joking, wrong."
"Then let's see some tricks."
"Sonic, he's not nearly strong enough to perform, especially after the ordeal he went through." Sally scolded him for his insensitivity. "Honestly, do you have to be a skeptic about everything?"
Sonic would have possibly come up with a retort until he saw the fork engulfed in a bright blue aura and rise of its own free will. However, what really caught his attention was that Mew's bright blue eyes now shone with a radiant glow not present earlier that matched the light surrounding the fork. Fortunately for his pride, he missed Sally's smirk.
In mid-flight, just inches above the plate, the fork suddenly began to wobble uncertainly and the aura faded in and out along with the glow in Mew's eyes. The fork struggled for a few more seconds to stay aloft, but eventually fell back to the tray with a clatter as the aura disappeared. Mew's eyes became closed and his breathing labored.
"Are you alright Mew?" Sally questioned anxiously, worried that he might slip into a coma or faint.
Several moments of tense silence fell upon the room, Sally apprehensive for Mew's health and Sonic for witnessing an actual demonstration of psychic powers.
Mew's breathing slowly returned to normal and he opened his eyes wearily revealing his taxed state. "I'm okay; I guess I shouldn't try something like that again until I'm just a little better." He may have had enough energy left to communicate with others, but he was unable to do anything else requiring more concentration.
Both Sonic and Sally breathed a sigh of relief, just glad that Mew wasn't in any further need of medical assistance at the moment.
"Well, since you're in no condition to feed yourself, that should be left to me." Sally offered the weakened psychic, picking up his salad. Mew could only mutter his thanks while Sally began to feed him in the manner a mother would her bed-ridden child.
It rarely ever dawned on Sonic how nurturing Sally could be. She may have been a brilliant tactician and strategist out in Robotropolis or while planning their next raid, but deep down she, like everyone else here, just wanted the war to end. Times like this truly showed the real Sally, one who cared for everyone and forgot no one.
Once Mew had finished the salad, Sally and Sonic left so he could get some rest. On their way out, they met none other than Sonic's number one bro, Tails.
"Yo T2, how's it going?" Sonic called to his best friend.
"Not much, I just came to see what Aunt Sally brought in." Answered the brown vulpine.
"Well, he woke up a little while ago and now he's asleep, but I can tell you all about him." Sally explained to him as she led him to the Freedom Fighters meeting hall where most of the raids were planned, but was also were important topics such as this were discussed.
"Sonic, go get the others, I have a feeling they're going to want to hear this, too." She called back to the blue hedgehog.
"You got it, Sal." Sonic replied in a cloud of dust kicked up by his sudden acceleration.
10 minutes later
"As you all know, this meeting is about the most recent arrival in Knothole." Sally addressed the Freedom Fighters present which included Sonic, Antoine, Bunnie, Rotor, and herself. Tails had gone to the Power Ring Pool to pick up that day's Power Ring, having already heard the story before the others showed up.
"Yeah, and you aint gonna believe half the stuff she's gonna say." Sonic said, having already been filled in shortly before the group had gathered since he rushed back shortly after informing everyone.
"Humph, I am very much not to be believing that." Antoine retorted in his heavy French accent.
"Can we continue, please?" Sally interjected trying to break up any fights that might inhibit the meeting. The others around the table nodded in agreement and she continued.
After Sally's account of Mew's story, including the Heartless and his world, everyone had looks of shock and, in Antoine's case, horror.
"That's an awfully impressive story and would explain why we haven't seen anything like him before." The walrus known as Rotor surmised.
"I have to agree with Rotor on this one, it's a bit farfetched, but too incredible not to be true." Bunnie agreed in her own accent, this time Southern. "Besides, we can't take any chances if these Heartless ever show up around here."
"I know; that's why Mew's staying here. His old home was destroyed and he would be a great asset to the Freedom Fighters." Sally conveyed to the rest of the group.
The others, even Antoine after some prodding, acknowledged her decision. "Well, now that that's settled, first thing tomorrow Mew's getting a first-class tour of Knothole, courtesy of yours truly." Sonic exclaimed, anxious for their newest addition to become acclimated with his new home.
There you have it, not as long as my last chapter for this story, but still quite a bit.
