How did things change? We'll find out.
Formatting:
"Double Quotes" for any human speech or Pokémon speech in the metaphysical world;
'Single Italicized Quotes' for any Pokémon speech in the real world (which gets its first, if limited use, in this chapter);
Italics for thoughts or telepathic speech;
and +Plus signs+ to signify the narrator of the following segment
As a disclaimer, I do not own Pokémon or any related objects/ideas. Only the original characters and the personalities of copyrighted characters are mine. So I'd rather you didn't sue.
Chapter 2:
Chapter 2 - A Change in Perspective
+Diego+
The first thing that changed was that my head had suddenly been dunked in lava. Everything else around me faded to a dull gray as I dropped to the floor and curled up, pawing at my head.
"Owwww..."
But somehow... Everything felt clearer, sharper. Suddenly I felt great, as if I had limitless energy at my command. I'd never felt better... Except for the headache.
"The first few seconds of omniscience are always the hardest," echoed Arceus' voice from what sounded like a hundred miles off. From a rather closer distance I heard Mew begin to giggle somewhat reluctantly.
"Not funny," I bit out. Mew continued to giggle.
Funny? She thought it was funny? Ignoring my screaming headache and finally seeing farther than two inches ahead of myself, I shot to all fours and glared at the pink feline and growled. There was a great whoosh! and the space around me rippled. Mew was flung backwards and landed hard against the opposite wall. She gasped on the impact as if winded, but then collapsed to the floor in a laughing fit.
"What's so funny!?"
"Hahahahah..." Mew took a deep breath and tried to straighten her face, but sank back into laughter. "Hahahahah!"
You! she said, speaking directly into my mind. I... I don't know what makes it so funny, but when you dropped to the floor...
"It hurt!"
It was funny, the way you were pawing away at your head. Mew was still laughing. Part of it, I realized later, may have simply been relief of stress. And then you picked me up and threw me, all angry and grouchy... Her thoughts degenerated into laughter, and, sighing, I turned away, back to Arceus.
"Remind me not to get you angry," He said, sounding amused.
"Did I do that?" I asked suddenly, turning back toward Mew.
"You're a god now," said Arceus. "And Mew is not. No matter how strong her powers are as a regular Pokémon--and they are formidable, I can assure you--she cannot stand up to you now. Not that she would want to."
"Wheee!" said Mew, rocketing into the air, around Arceus, and out the door. I stared after her blankly.
"One question, Sir," I began, looking up at Arceus.
"Go ahead. Oh, two things--first, you can stop capitalizing my pronouns because we're on equal terms, and second, you don't have to sit on the floor all the time. You can float, you know."
"...Uh?" But the moment I thought about being up on eye level with Arceus, I rose up into the air and was able to glance straight into the Creator Pokémon's golden eyes. "Right. This whole god thing's going to take a bit of getting used to..."
"Your question?" asked Arceus, still sounding rather amused.
"Why did you say I liked this, uh, line of work? Certainly I don't have anything against it, but--"
"So you like it." Arceus smiled. "Even if you don't, you'll grow into it eventually."
I cocked my head curiously.
"You're omniscient, you know," said Arceus. "You figure it out." With that, the Creator Pokémon turned and phased through the wall, and I was alone.
+Mew+
'Wheee!' The Tree of Origin shrank behind me as I flew out into the physical world, Camaronne spreading out below me and then left behind in my haste. It felt so good to just be outside for the heck of it!
Of course, there were downsides--I was straining myself flying this fast, and I could feel it. As a normal Pokémon I did not have limitless power. I slowed down slightly, and, seeing another city far below, decided to visit.
I relaxed my mind and dropped like a rock. Five thousand years is a long time to be totally impervious to harm. It was only when I was nearing the tops of the taller buildings that I remembered that I'd have to catch myself. As Arceus had said, my mental capacity was nothing to sneeze at, but when you haven't relied on your actual psychic powers for a few thousand years it can be hard to catch yourself in time.
'Whoa!'
There was a convenient allyway in front of me and I managed to steer myself in, and then I ineptly dropped to the ground and smashed headfirst into a trash can. The last thing that crossed my mind was I need to work on my technique...
Leave it to Mew to get into trouble... What'll happen? You'll find out soon, I'm sure...
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