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2-1 – Evolve
'Hey Dad, I'm home!'
Never had Danny Hebert been so glad to hear those four words. "In the living room, Taylor."
Taylor popped into existence, causing Danny to jump a bit. He'd never get used to that. 'Where's Lisa?' Taylor asked. 'You didn't throw her out, did you?'
"I was tempted," Danny muttered sourly, causing Taylor to giggle a bit. "But no, the smart aleck went into the basement. Said she might as well do something, but I don't know what she meant by that."
'Maybe she's cleaning things up down there.' Taylor sat down above a chair. 'How are you doing, Dad?'
Danny gave her a flat look. "Until a few seconds ago? I was worried sick." Taylor flinched at that as he continued. "I'm still worried, in fact, the PRT wouldn't tell me anything. What happened, Taylor?"
'I wish I knew...' Taylor sighed. 'Something wrong happened to Shadow Stalker, and... she was using moves.'
Danny cursed. He didn't really entirely understand his daughter's powers, but he did know that moves made up about 40%, give or take. He also know that only Pokémon were supposed to be able to use them. "Could it have been a Pokémon?" He asked. "You said something about being able to transform if memory serves..."
'It couldn't have been one,' Taylor sighed. 'If we're just looking at moves or abilities that would let one take a human take the appearance of a Pokémon, there are only two methods, neither of which would work. Either the Pokémon was transformed, in which case the only capabilities they would retain would be how much vitality they had, so they wouldn't be able to use moves. The other way is if the Pokémon was using an Illusion, which would have faded after the first blow.
'Even if we're thinking of Pokémon that use illusions without their ability, it still would have faded when it was knocked out.' Taylor shook her head. 'So there is no conceivable way that Shadow Stalker was a Pokémon... but on the other hand, she should not have been able to use moves.' Taylor groaned as she shook her head in frustration. 'It just doesn't add up.'
"If I may?" The two of them turned to see Lisa standing there. "I might be able to help, if I had more information."
Danny nodded reluctantly. "If Taylor's okay with it."
'I'm not.' Taylor frowned and crossed her arms. 'While I was at the PRT building, Dragon explained a few things to me... including Thinker headaches.' Danny could see Lisa flinch, but Taylor just sighed. 'You don't have to prove yourself, Lisa. If knowing what was going on meant hurting you, I would rather just not know for now.'
Lisa looked a bit shocked, but quickly recovered. "Right. Anyway, as I was going to say, you're going to need training, especially in case something like this happens again."
Taylor flinched at that. 'C-come on, I didn't do too badly...'
"You got lucky," Lisa retorted. "If you hadn't... well, I don't know where you'd be, other than in a lot of trouble."
Wait what? Danny turned to his daughter. "Taylor..."
Taylor flinched, but after a while, she nodded. 'Okay, yeah, I got lucky, but training... well, last time I tried training, I left a lasting impression on the tanker. I don't want Brockton Bay to be next.'
"So try something else," Danny suggested. "You told me that you were trying to learn a single move that first time, right?"
'Yeah, why?'
"Because, and this is just a guess, but you might have been trying too hard, trying to force it." The blush on Taylor's face supported this theory. "I was thinking that if you just tried general training, you might be able to get stronger without having mass destruction as a prerequisite."
Both Taylor and Lisa snorted at that. "Taylor Hebert, accidental apocalypse," Lisa suggested. "No wait, Taylor Hebert, apologetic Endbringer!"
'Sorry! I didn't mean to destroy Timbuktu!' Taylor added. 'I'll just go over to Canada... wait, why are the Endbringer alarms going off? For me?!'
They all shared some much-needed laughs over that.
Amy knew that the teacher was saying something, but she couldn't focus for the life of her. How could she, when she knew that a... a... whatever Mew was, was running loose in the same city as her?
She might have been wrong about the whole 'Stronger than Endbringers' thing – she had no idea how strong Endbringers were, after all – but she knew that Mew was powerful on a level that no parahuman she had ever seen could hope to match. It had only been the briefest of touches, but in that fraction of a second, she learned so, so much.
First of all... Mew wasn't a parahuman, or even a case 53. She was something else entirely, something filled to the brim with power. The E88 had gotten off easy, and not just because she had looked over Rune.
Secondly there was the deal with Mew's powers. Namely, that Amy had no idea how they worked. Her body seemed to have the genetics for... well, everything. It was never quite an exact match, but her DNA was a mishmash of different chromosomes that Amy couldn't even begin to grasp in some cases. Was that alien DNA what gave Mew her powers?
Thirdly, and possibly the scariest? Amy wasn't quite sure about this, but it seemed as if Mew hadn't even come close to unlocking her full potential.
"AMY!" Amy practically jumped out of her chair, causing Vicky to laugh. "Geez, Ames, what got you so caught up that you didn't even notice the bell?"
Was she really that out of it? "Sorry, Vicky..." She grumbled. "Just... thinking about stuff."
"Pink, adorable stuff?" Amy glared at Vicky, who just let out a laugh. "Come on, Ames, you gotta admit that Mew's about as cute as... as..."
Amy wanted to say 'you' so badly.
"You get what I'm talking about!" Vicky shook her head. "Really, Ames, I know that Mew's powerful, I mean she took one of Stormtiger's wind blades without a scratch, but stronger than Endbringers?"
Vicky wouldn't ever let that go, would she? "She's still more powerful than any parahuman I know," Amy grumbled.
"I'm not disagreeing!" Vicky replied. "I mean, I don't know if she could take the Triumvirate, but I'm willing to believe that she could take Lung, with practice."
"Whatever..." Amy grumbled, her head starting to ache. "Look, can we just go? I'm feeling a bit tired."
Victoria sighed. "Fine... let's go."
Amy sighed as Vicky wrapped her arms around her. Normally, her heart would be beating a mile a minute at such contact, but today it just... wasn't, and it didn't feel right.
What had Mew done to her?
I LIVE!
Sorry about that guys. Kinda lost my inspiration for a bit after the less than stellar reaction to my other story. (Read: it still only has two favorites.)
Anyway, Part Two is out! No new moves yet, but give it time. Part two will have a lot of moves. I'm also probably going to have it take place over multiple days, so you know.
Also, I figure I left you waiting long enough. The first created Pokémon will be...
EEVEE, with thirteen votes!
And since Ralts got so many (ten votes), it will also be one of the very first! The other two high results of Alolan Vulpix and Magikarp will also be relatively early.
Remember to read and review! And while I'm here, I might as well do some shameless self-promotion! If you like Pokémon (which you probably do) and Undertale (Which you should, it's great) take my other story, Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Three Explorers of Sky for a spin! If I get enough traffic on it, I'll continue it for sure, but right now... it just depresses me.
And trust me... it may not seem like much now, but I do have plans for that story.
