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Chapter 2: Meeting of Destiny
Several hours later, the creature- Mewtwo, he had told Chris- landed on a deserted strip of beach next to a steep cliff. With a soft thud, he touched down on the sand.
While the tall, solid form of Mewtwo took the force of the landing in stride, Chris, being merely human and weakened by his wounds, was knocked to the ground immediately. His breath left him as he impacted with the wet sand.
A few feet away, Mewtwo sniggered. Chris got shakily to his feet, glaring at him.
"You really have no tact, do you?" he snapped, brushing damp sand off of his back with minimal success. Mewtwo clutched at his chest in mock offense.
"That hurt, Christopher. It really did." Chris stared in bemusement. "What?" Mewtwo inquired, frowning.
"What happened to the whole prophetic, godly mode of speech?" he demanded. Mewtwo's frown increased momentarily, then evaporated into a small smile.
"Oh, that crap. I just do that for the introductions to add drama. I'm about done with it for tonight, thanks." Chris's bemusement entirely failed to clear up. He had sometimes imagined what legendary Pokémon might act like, but this was not at all what he'd been thinking. He opened his mouth to ask a further question, but then noticed that Mewtwo was walking toward the cliff face, headed for the mouth of a cave he hadn't noticed before.
"Coming?" Mewtwo called. With a start, Chris jogged after the odd legendary, wondering what awaited him in the cave.
When he caught up, Chris found Mewtwo tapping at the back wall of the shallow cave, muttering to himself.
"Was it next to the pyrite deposit? No, maybe it was off to the bottom-right of the block of sandstone… Dang it, I should've wrote this down!" Eventually he found the spot he'd been looking for between an odd red patch and some marble. He tapped it sharply three times, and the wall slid back.
"Welcome", said Mewtwo with an extravagant sweeping of his arm, "to the Hall of the Legendary Council!"
Chris gaped as he took in the scene before him. He was led into a great chamber carved into the stone, with a giant, rectangular stone table in the center. Seated around it was every legendary Pokémon of lore. Palkia, Master of Space, sat near the head of the table, his crest gleaming silver in the light of torches set around the chamber. Mew, glowing soft pink, sat opposite a vacant chair Chris took to be Mewtwo's. And at the head of the table…
"Dear sweet God, it's Arceus!" Chris breathed. The Archangel Pokémon stood, regal, staring at Mewtwo and his charge.
"Ah, Christopher, you've arrived. Mewtwo, take him to the side chamber with the others while you fetch the last one. "Still gaping, Chris was lead to a smaller chamber off to the side of the main one, where three other teenagers were already waiting on stone benches.
"Wait here, Chris. As soon as I retrieve the other chosen one, I'll come back and explain the situation."
Chris was a little apprehensive, but couldn't see any other options. He turned back to the other chosen ones, surveying them. He gasped in recognition of the first two.
The boy was wearing a faded and worn pair of blue jeans, as well as a blue and white vest over a black shirt. On top of his raven blades of hair was a red cap with a green checkmark on the front. Next to him was a redheaded girl in a yellow t-shirt and red-strapped overalls. Chris walked over to the boy, staring.
"Ash Ketchum?" he asked in awe. The boy looked up, sighing.
"Yeah, yeah, that's me. I suppose you want an autograph or something?" he asked, reaching into his pocket for a pen.
"Oh, no, Mr. Ketchum," insisted Chris, shaking his head. "I just… well, I always promised myself that I would do this specific thing if I ever met you." Ash sighed.
"Okay, do whatever you've gotta do." Nodding eagerly, Chris grinned… then right-hooked Ash onto the floor. The two girls shouted in surprise and indignation, while he rubbed his fist and glared at Ash. "That's for selling your television and movie rights to that moron Tajiri!" he roared. Ash, groaning, struggled to his feet, hands on his temple where Chris had hit him.
"Look, I know he screwed the show up, but I don't think that's reason to-"he began. He only got that far before having to duck another punch from Chris. "Okay, okay, it was an idiot move. Happy?"
Chris sat down heavily, still glowering. "As close as I'll get." he muttered darkly. There was a pregnant pause as the two boys sized each other up, assessing the threat each other posed now that all guards were up. Eventually, Ash sat, returning Chris's scowl.
Ash opened his mouth to say something, but at that moment, Mewtwo popped his head in.
"Okay, kids. Everyone's here and the boss is ready for you. Let's go meet Arceus, shall we?"