Chapter 4:

Wishmaster

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Master!
Apprentice!
Heartborne, 7th Seeker
Warrior!
Disciple!
In me the Wishmaster

-Nightwish

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"Are you Mr. Matthew?" The resounding voice came from behind the velvet chair, spun around its back faced Matt.

"I am, you wished to see me, sir?" Matt responded, his voice strong and confident, ready to confront whoever sat in that chair in front of him. The large windows behind the chair gave a wonderful view of the garden that lay outside; bright yellows could be seen bursting in through the windows, taking the splendor of the sun's rays away without any effort. It was a beautiful garden.

"Please." The voice said from behind the chair, "Call me Obama."

With that, the president of the United States spun his chair around to face Matt. Matt wasn't a fan of the president due to his values, but he was still embarrassed to present himself the way he was. His shirt had multiple holes in it; bare skin with scabs littered throughout was exposed. His face, arms and legs were covered with dirt, grime, and the occasional blood smear. He wished Mew would've teleported him into a new set of clothes before teleporting him into the office of the President.

"You seem as if you've been through quite a bit," Obama began, "What happened, exactly?"

"Well," Matt began, his voice still confident, "You see…"

And so began Matt relaying his entire story for what seemed like the hundredth time. Seriously, he should just write a book about it and tell people to read it when they ask, "What happened?". After about ten minutes or so (he gave the condensed version) the whole of his story had been relayed to Barack Obama.

Obama's face contorted, his nose crinkled as he thought of a response to Matt's long and strange journey. Matt's heart began to race as the man contemplated what to do next, he had hoped he sounded convincing. Not that he was lying; Matt just knew his story was so far-fetched that it would be hard to believe.

"May I see one of these Pokemon, Matthew?" asked Obama.

"Sure," Matt said, pulling out a Pokeball, "He's a little tired, so try not to give him a reason to faint on the floor." Obama nodded.

"Go! Golem!" Matt yelled, tossing the Pokeball in front of him so that the mass of rock would appear in front of the President's desk. Obama was surprised when he saw the Pokemon, which was essentially a boulder with arms and legs. He got up and paced around the Pokemon.

"This is your partner?"

"Yes."

"I see…" The President put his hand to his chin, "And I'm to believe that this thing can potentially destroy my country?"

Matt's heart sank, no way. He thought, he didn't believe me!

Matt stepped forward, "Sir, you realize that Golem is MY partner and works for us, right?"

"I do," Obama said, shooting a glance at Matt, looking him straight in the eyes, "But I'm to expect a group of these things could destroy America?"

"NO!" Matt said, his voice cracking a bit. "There are more than one type of Pokemon, you've seen Mew!"

"Yes, I know." Obama said, "But, for example, let's say we fought an army of Golems. We could easily blow them up with a couple of bombs and whatnot. I'm sure some rocket artillery would be just as effective. I don't believe any Pokemon can stand up to the army."

"I thought you were willing to help?" Matt asked, "You DO know what happened to Chicago, right?"

"I do." Obama said, "I made a national address because of it. But you said it yourself; a human organization caused The Void to open."

"With the HELP of Pokemon!" Matt yelled, his foot stomping, "What's wrong with you? Why do you refuse to listen and protect your country?"

"Because, Matt," Obama began, "First of all, I have enough to worry about with Chicago's being gone. Our economy is going to take a serious blow. Not only that, but I have to deal with the existence of Pokemon, and just because Mew says he's working with you, how do you know that's true?"

"What?" Matt asked, his voice softening.

"Matt," Obama said, his voice now stern, "Are you familiar with the phrase, 'Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me?"

"I am." Matt said.

"Who's to say that Mew won't turn on you in the end? What if Celebi and Mew are working together secretly, or Mew is getting you guys to get rid of Celebi so his own take over will be easier?"

"I…" Matt struggled for an answer, but none could be found.

"You have to be a realist in this situation, Matt. I'm sorry, but I do not have enough evidence to pledge the army's help to your cause. It's not my department anyway. If something else happens, the army I'm sure will intervene."

Matt grunted, "You helped us in Chicago!"

"That was the Illinois National Guard. And we lost all of those men in that battle."

"Mr. President!" Matt yelled, practically screaming now, "You're telling me you're just going to WAIT for something to happen? Do you CARE about America?"

"Matt, of course I do. I'm the president. I don't see a definitive course of action right now. You can fight your own fight, but as of now I stand by my decision."

Matt turned around and headed for the door as he called Golem back silently. As he grabbed the handle, Obama said one more thing;

"Why are you fighting?"

Matt turned his head and looked the man in the eyes, "I've seen Celebi kill children. I guess you have to see that too before you decide I'm right."

And with that, Matt opened the door and left.

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The Cherry Blossoms were in full bloom again. It was here that Mew, Entei, and Raikou stood, under a cluster of the pink-petal trees. The petals were falling due to the high winds of the day, but most stood their ground on the tree. It created a very surreal sight. Entei and Raikou were laying under trees around him, creating a triangle of pokemon.

Mew lay under one of the trees, looking straight up through the pink,

Beautiful. I can't believe we missed all of this when we were sealed.

Entei nodded, it really is amazing. The pokemon sighed, I hope that we won't have to be sealed away again. I can't stay away from this kind of wonder forever…

We won't. Raikou said, This is it. What we do here, during this war, will decide what the fate of the Pokemon are.

We could fail, or we could survive and live in peace with the humans. Mew said. He smiled, It's great that we have such reliable humans.

Not only that, said Entei, but they're young. Every revolution in history has started with the youth, and this one will be no different. I'm sure we will generate quite the following.

This isn't a cult, Raikou said, we aren't preaching religion; we're preaching views and politics. This is something we're going to generate a lot of enemies from. I'm sure we will generate plenty of people who support us, but we need an army big enough to combat four fronts. This might be a problem.

Suddenly, a warm and glorious light appeared in the middle of the triangle.

Long time no see, friends.

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Matt stepped out onto the sidewalk outside the gates of the White House. D.C. was a curious place; all of the buildings were exactly the same height, and exactly the same distance apart from each other. This was supposedly due to the fact that if a terrorist group targeted the White House, it would be hard to spot from above because all of the buildings look the same in terms of height. This was before radar tracking, of course, but when the mandate for the buildings was issued it worked very well.

He encountered Jessie and James on his way out. They looked confused.

"Weren't we supposed to help?" Asked Jessie.

"Sorry…" Matt said with a sigh, "Obama refuses to help."

James grunted, "Well, good luck, then! Can we help in any way?"

Matt smiled and looked James in the eye, "Support us. Tell your story, get our word out. We need as much help as possible."

James smiled, "Will do."

And with that, the couple walked away, waving goodbye to Matt. Matt smiled and waved back as he walked blindly along the sidewalk.

D.C. was static, a lot of the same buildings without much structural difference. This was fine, it was just a little strange when he was used to a city like Chicago. He missed Entei; so he pulled out his Pokeballs.

"Golem! Hitmonchan!"

In two bright flashes of light the Pokemon appeared, smiling when they saw Matt.

"Let's take a wa…" Matt was interrupted by a bright flash of light in front of him

Matt!

A familiar voice rang in his head, he shielded his eyes from the light with his hand until it cleared, and Jirachi was floating there.

"Jirachi!" Matt yelled as the pokemon tackled him to the ground. He smiled as he embraced the small legend. Jirachi had helped Matt and Parker a lot when they were awakening Raikou and Entei. He was glad to see him again.

It's been a while, Matt.

"Only a few days, Jirachi". Matt said as he stood back up, his Pokemon now scrambling to to show their excitement to see Jirachi once again.

Too long in a time like this. Look, Mew, Entei, Raikou and I decided that Celebi most likely has spies out and knows where we are. We think Celebi is going to attack D.C. next.

"WHAT?" Matt yelled, causing his pokemon to jump, "You've GOT to be kidding me! The President just told me he can't help!"

Be as it may, we HAVE to get ready. Parker is still in the hospital, no?

"He is."

We have to get there as soon as possible! He may be in trouble, I'll perform Wish on him so he can be healed quickly. Let's go!

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While Celebi and Matt were having their conversation, the lights went out in the hospital.

"DAMN IT!" Parker yelled as he slammed his fist on the table beside him. The morphine was wearing off and he needed another shot of it so he wasn't in excruciating pain from having his muscles repaired. With the power off, he couldn't activate the machine that gave it to him every 2 hours.

The room wasn't pitch-black; the sun was still shining bright through the windows onto Parker's bed. He sighed. The hospital had taken all of his belongings and put them somewhere, meaning he didn't have his pokeballs.

He closed his eyes in his hospital bed for a moment and listened. There wasn't anything in his room to listen to except the now-absent hum of the machine, or the now-absent noise of the T.V. The only other things in his room were a sink before him (that he couldn't get to because it hurt to move) and a table on the other side of his bed. He was bored and frustrated.

He heard a few footsteps enter the room. Thinking it was a nurse checking on him, he just sat there and thought nothing of it.

A couple minutes later, he heard the footsteps again, this time right in front of his bed. He began to get scared, no nurse would take this long to see if he's sleeping or not, so he opened his eyes.

Nothing was there.

Now Parker was scared, he was sure he heard footsteps. They obviously weren't in front of him, but they did exist. Where were they coming from?

Suddenly his answer came from in front of his bed.

"KECLIIIII!"

Parker heard a scream in front of him; he instinctively summoned his sword as his cloaked attacker jumped at him, who Parker now realized was a Kecleon. He covered his head when he suddenly heard a sizzling sound followed by a scream from the Kecleon. He looked over and saw it writing at the base of his bed, its arms singed.

Parker fired a ball of light at it; he missed as the Kecleon jumped over it swiftly. The pokemon lunged again, but once it hit the sunlight that surrounded Parker it was bounced back and burned.

Parker was confused at first, but he suddenly got what was going on, my power is light, so it looks like when my sword is drawn in sunlight, it will protect me from harm!

The Kecleon jumped off of Parker's bed and clung to the ceiling. It looked down on Parker with a look of malice. It couldn't find a way to kill its target.

Suddenly Parker heard another set of steps, and saw the blinds around his window close, effectively keeping the sunlight out of the room, and off of Parker.

Another Kecleon shot its tongue at Parker from the window. Parker raised his sword just in time for its tongue to wrap around it and cut itself. The Kecleon screamed in pain as it withdrew its tongue.

The Kecleon above Parker screamed as he tried to pounce on the boy, but Parker was wise to its actions, so he shot a ball of light straight up at it, effectively knocking it back into the ceiling and onto the ground next to the other Kecleon.
Parker heaved in his next few breaths, he was already low on energy and the use of his power did not help in the slightest.

Suddenly Parker felt himself being lifted off his bed, and soon found himself across the room in a heap on the floor. Two more Kecleon had come in and thrown him off his bed.

"SHIT!" Parker screamed as he heard the breathing of the two Kecleon now charging at him. He drew his sword and fired a ball of light at the curtains blocking the sun, effectively knocking them off the wall and sending sunlight pouring into the room again. The Sunlight landed right in front of Parker right as the two Kecleon had run under it, the two Pokemon disintegrated instantly.

"Anybody else?" Parker yelled in an exhausted voice. He sat there and waited for another pair of assassin Pokemon to come in and attack him, but instead a bright flash of light appeared before him.

Parker! Let's go!

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