A poke12101 production:

The Story of a Destiny

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Chapter 2

Standing: Caught in the Crossfire

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Disclaimer:

I own only the plot and the few characters I've made up in this story I do not own Pokémon or its' characters.

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Quick Author Note:

A double whammy of new chapters, 2 chapters in two days. Albeit, the introduction/prologue isn't a real chapter, but I'm still counting it. Remember if you're interested in seeing more chapters you should review. I need at least two more reviewers to give me some kind of positive feedback otherwise you won't see chapter 5! SO REVIEW!

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Spark flew through the skies at incredible speeds, he didn't know where he was headed, but he know he wanted to be as far away from where he just was as he could get. He felt like he was at the start of a real adventure, one like no one had ever experienced. However the farther he went, the more questioning thoughts entered his mind. At first he simply shrugged them off, but these questions slowly became more deep and intriguing with each passing second.

"Where are you headed Spark?" his inner voice asked.

"Anywhere not where I just was."

"But why, what do you seek?"

"Adventure, of course, a means to shape my own destiny."

"You honestly believe you will find such things? Have your observations of the humans not led you to believe the opposite?"

"Well, the humans seem to believe that there are such things out there, that is what they strive for. Based solely off their accomplishments I can assume they aren't truly ignorant of reality either, in their society their stories all stem from some truth."

"So, you believe this truth extends to you?"

"There is no reason to believe it doesn't."

"You are not human Spark, you aren't even close. How is it you apply such things to yourself?"

"It was true enough for some Pokémon, that I know already. If the stories I have heard hold any basis in reality then why would this not extend to me?"

"So you believe shaping your own destiny to be worth the possible risks?"

"Risks? What risks could there be?"

"You are a very powerful being Spark, and you don't even know the extent of what you are capable of."

"So? Is it bad that I am capable of great things?"

"Your powers, known and unknown, are not inherently good. There is always the possibility that something capable of great good is also capable of great atrocities."

This last argument finally made Spark stop his mad dash. He had frozen in place a full mile above the earth. He realized how correct this argument was, he didn't know anything about whom or what he was and where he was going and he could easily be influenced by the wrong people. Once more, his encounter with another mew that one Christmas Eve came to him in full force. That day he had realized he had not even reached the smallest extent of his true power, and that had made him wonder what he had been capable of. However at no point had he examined the possibilities of being used for evil.

It was suddenly becoming hard for him to concentrate, a hissing noise seemed to be coming towards him, which was getting harder and harder to ignore. He tried to continue his train of thought, but the noise was getting louder and louder, and was turning into a slight roar. He wondered what the sound was that he was hearing a full mile above the earth's surface, and then it hit him. Very literally, it hit him. A fully loaded Boeing 747 hit him dead in the face, and knocked him backwards very quickly.

He would have corrected his flight, but he was far too shocked by the occurrence. The aircraft hadn't hurt him, not at all, but he couldn't wrap his mind around the event in general. How long had he spent in that house, that humans had developed flying machines? He just couldn't understand it, and he continued not to understand it, right up until he hit the ground. This impact didn't hurt him either, he simply stood up and looked at this marvel of human engineering that had somehow gotten in his way.

The plane had not even been slightly effected by the impact, and continued on as if nothing had happened, leaving an interesting thin cloud of white smoke in its wake as it soared through the sky. Coming to acceptance that human technology had increased to a high level while he had been away, Spark took some time to study his new surroundings. He seemed to be in a nondescript path through a heavily wooded area, the ground had been traversed frequently, due to its surprisingly good condition, and lack of overgrowth.

Spark continued to survey his surroundings until he looked over his shoulder. For a second he was shocked, and then he calmed down and simply took in what was behind him. It was a young human girl, he couldn't guess an age of the top of his head, but she was definitely in her early teens. See seemed slightly shocked at his suddenly smashing into the ground in front of her, but not really as shocked as he thought she should be. Her eyes were the gateway through which he perceived her emotions, and he was rather shocked when the emotion suddenly changed to remembrance as if she knew who he was.

She opened her mouth to speak,

"Oh hello, I almost didn't recognize you."

"Really? Who am I again?" asked Spark, rather curious now.

"Oh don't be so silly Rose, you're the only mew around anyway, who could I confuse you with?"

Spark actually had to wait a second to understand the full scope of what that sentence had introduced. There was obviously some sort of tightly knit community nearby. This community contained a mew whose name was "Rose", and this girl was comfortable with this particular mew's company. It was also slightly apparent that the girl may not have devised a way to tell the mews apart, meaning that seeing other mews was an extremely rare occurrence around here. Of course he didn't know whether or not this inability to tell who he was, was simply because the girl was not old enough to realize such differences.

He choose his next words carefully,

"My name isn't Rose, You must be confusing me with someone else."

"Really? I didn't think there was anyone else like Rose, have you met her?"

"No, I haven't. But I would like to." Spark hoped this question would be answered the way he wanted, but he could never be sure.

"Okay, follow me I'll take you to see her."

Spark followed, floating behind, as the girl skipped joyfully down the path. This would be an interesting encounter more than anything else, but maybe it would lead to the adventure he now craved. The voice in his head had gone silent, apparently it had decided to go along with the ride, but he would remember what it had said. Also, this girl was interesting as well, he trusted her, merely because from experience younger humans had proved to be more trustworthy. As he ventured down the path he felt as though he had finally taken his first tentative steps through the gateway of adventure, and he knew not what awaited him, only that it was his destiny to reach it.

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End Notes:

Chapter 2 is complete, and brings about more questions than answers. Thanks to anyone who leaves a review, your comments are appreciated. I can't believe I wrote three pages! Remember, if you want to see more chapters, or at least updates within this century, leave a review. If you guys don't review I'll finish the story at my own pace and post the completed story way off in the future. SO REVIEW!