Okay here it is as promised the super long overly sappy fourth chapter in Twy and Mews travels enjoy!
Twy's P.O.V 3rd
Twy sat up immediately awake.
He was terrified, his mind screamed for him to run and hide in the deepest recesses of the earth.
Twy gripped the covers, clenching his fist until his knuckles turned white.
Then his vision focused, and his mind slowly began to make sense of the world around him.
He was in a small bed with white sheets. Someone had taken his clothes and replaced them with a long itchy robe that didn't cover him too well.
He was in a small square room with blue painted wall and a door directly across from him.
Twy attempted to get out of bed, but when he did he felt tugs all along his arms.
Slowly he pulled back the covers, and too his horror found dozens of clear tubes and strange wires attached all over his body.
Quickly he removed them even though some of them were painful.
When he finally got up he noticed a chair to his left, on it folded in a neat pile was a spare set of clothes from his pack.
Twy wasn't sure how they had gotten there, but he gratefully traded them for the uncomfortable gown he had awoken with.
When he was fully dressed, he began to make his way towards the door only for it to be flung open as two people rushed in seeming somewhat panicked.
Twy took a second to give them a quick appraisal. One was women who seemed to be in her mid thirties; she had dark orange hair and green eyes, she was tall but not imposingly so, her face was sharp, but not harsh. Twy immediately felt that she was no threat.
The other was a man who was probably in his late twenties; he had brown hair and blue eyes, and he stood at an average height for his age. The man was obviously in his prime, but he was no body builder. Twy was sure the man would underestimate him because of how young he looked, that would be his undoing if it came to a fight.
"Hey you can't be out of bed," said the man taking a step towards him with a needle and what looked suspiciously like a muzzle in his hands.
Twy let out a warning growl that emanated from deep in his throat. The man seemed startled by the growl and took a step back.
"Easy now," said the woman taking the lead. "Were not going to hurt you were just surprised to see you up and about," she continued in a soothing tone.
Seeing him calm down she took a step forward Twy let out another growl to let her know she sill wasn't aloud near him.
"Alright don't worry, I'll stay right here, but would you like something to eat?" she asked.
Twy recognized her tone to be that of someone talking to a child or potentially dangerous animal.
"Does that sound good?" she asked, sounding as if she was talking to a toddler, nodding to the man to go get something.
Twy walked back and leaned up against the opposite wall, never taking his eyes off of the woman.
He realized with some satisfaction that his stare was making her uncomfortable. He hadn't liked how just because he was a half kind they had assumed he was a savage beast.
It was vindictive and petty he knew, but he didn't much care, quickly changing the pitch in his voice like the canine Pokémon he had grown up with had taught him, he made a sharp yipping bark sound that was neither friendly nor threatening.
Regardless, much to Twy's amusement, the women nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound. Twy let wry smile of satisfaction cross his face.
He could tell the smile unsettled the women almost as much as his growl, so he let it fade deciding that she had endured enough.
After about a minute, the man from earlier returned with a tray of food. Slowly he walked forward and set it on the bed, retreating without taking his eyes off Twy.
Twy walked forward and picked the tray up of the bed, deciding he really was hungry.
As he was about to pick up the spoon and take a bite, he noticed small chunks of a white substance scattered throughout the food.
It took him a moment to realize what it was, but when he did he let out a tired sigh realizing he would have to wait to eat, and set the tray on the bed.
The man looked slightly disappointed when he didn't eat the food confirming his suspicions.
"You eat it its good mmmm," said the woman making eating motions with her hand and mouth then rubbing her stomach for emphasis.
She looked so ridiculous Twy couldn't help but let out a short laugh, but since his voice pitch was still changed it sounded guttered and unnatural.
Both of the man and the woman jumped at the sound.
Twy took the tray set it on the floor and slid it towards them with his foot, challenging them with his eyes to eat it themselves. They looked t each other dumfounded as to why he was denying the food.
Twy took a moment to change his voice to its natural pitch then spoke.
"I'm not stupid, I know what a ground up sleeping pill looks like you could have at least made an effort to hide it," said Twy finding an immense satisfaction in the shocked looks on their faces.
"Despite that it was a good idea though leaving her alone with me was a bad move I could have easily killed her had I wanted."
"You can talk?" asked the man.
"Why didn't you tell us?" sputtered the woman.
"You didn't ask," said Twy knowing full well his answer would probably only make them angrier.
He was surprised when the man burst out laughing.
"I suppose we didn't," he said composing himself.
The woman's face turned red and she stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her. Twy felt slightly bad he hadn't meant to make her that angry.
"Don't worry shell get over it," said the man, giving him a reassuring nod.
"Your right we shouldn't have treated you like an animal, but we had to be prepared that possibility. As far as she's concerned you've wasted time, hers and mine, time that at the right moment could've meant the difference between someone living and someone dying."
Twy began to feel bad he hadn't thought of it that way. His guilt must have shown somewhat on his face because the man spoke up almost immediately.
"Of course no one really did die, so this is one of those moments we can look back on laugh at, but you had no way of knowing that. What I'm saying is, that this time nothing happened so don't feel guilty, just remember not to do it again alright. Just because someone sees you as something doesn't mean you should become it, it means you should strive all the harder to prove them wrong."
Twy nodded to show he understood, seeing sense in the man's reasoning.
"All right then, that's out of the way, now I need you to sit up on the bed while I run some test".
Mews P.O.V 3rd Person
Mew slowly circled above the city, her equivalent of pacing.
The hospital was located near the center of her circle, so that no matter where she was she could easily make it out.
She knew that it would probably be quicker if she just waited above the hospital, but the smooth circular motion calmed her. It also gave her something to do other than sitting and twiddling her thumbs, because as visible as she was lots of trainers were able to send their Pokémon in flocks to capture her.
She had delt with each group in turn, sometimes being what was probably a little too harsh with some of them. At first they had come in endless floods, but now it had been almost an hour since her last challenge, not that they even came close to qualifying as a challenge.
The trainers seemed somewhat wary of her now, which was too bad, she still had a lot of stress she needed to release.
With nothing else to do she was forced to return to her thoughts, something she had been trying to avoid.
She wasn't particularly pleased with the situation; she didn't like the idea of leaving Twy at the mercy of complete strangers.
The worst part was that she had a very active imagination, and it had already come up with over a hundred scenarios were Twy ended up dead or worse.
Some ended with him hating her and blaming her for what had happened. Mew knew that he wouldn't do that, but she couldn't help but feel that it was her fault and she really wouldn't blame him if he did hate her. If he was alive to hate her, that was.
Mew shook herself putting her hands on her head and trying not to think any unhappy thoughts, but all to no avail.
Finally Mew released a drawn out sigh trying to let all her troubles out with it.
It scared her how much the incident had shaken her.
She had always been proud to be the one who always kept a level head, but yesterday she had lost it utterly and completely lost it. Had Celebi not been their Twy might have died right then and there...He might still die.
This time Mew didn't even attempt to arouse herself from her thoughts.
I don't know why it shook me so much, I've seen people hurt far worse even dead so why should this be any different, thought Mew to herself.
You know why, said a small voice in the back of her head.
He's a human, sighed Mew internally this not being the first time she had, had this conversation with herself.
And your living-breathing creature with every bit of a right to happiness as him, argued back the voice.
But not that kind of happiness, not in that way.
Why not, asked the voice?
Because it would be... began Mew.
It would be what, asked the voice cutting her off, nice, wonderful, and amazing.
Inappropriate, finished Mew weakly, besides there's no guarantee he likes me that way and then it would only ruin our friendship.
Oh yes, because he goes around licking random people, retorted the voice sarcastically.
That was an accident, replied Mew remembering the incident with an alarming amount of relish. From what she knew licking was how canine Pokémon showed affection and endearment to their offspring...and their mates.
He's only half Umbreon, argued Mew defensively.
And he's only half human, retorted the voice, and so went Mews indecision and confusion...
Twy's P.O.V 3rd Person
"I can't believe it, your perfectly healthy more than that you're fit as a fiddle," said the man, after he had finished examining Twy.
"When someone dropped you on the doorstep three days ago you were on the verge of death, now you look like you just came back from vacation."
Twy jumped up as the man spoke.
"I've been here three days!" He shouted, shocked.
"Well ya, did you think you healed up overnight," said the man sounding puzzled.
"Well no, but I didn't think it had been three days!" said Twy running his hands through his hair as he headed for the door.
"Whoa whoa whoa, hold on now, you can't just leave," said the man sounding surprised.
"Why not I thought you said I was fine?" asked Twy sounding confused.
"Well ya, but you... you almost just died shouldn't you wait for your family or stay with a friend or something."
"Thank you for your concern, and all you've done. Please tell the woman that was here earlier that I'm sorry for acting childish, and that I thank her for her help, and to answer your question. I don't have any family, nor anyone to stay with or call, but don't worry I won't be alone and even if I am it wouldn't be the first time."
And with that he walked out the door. As soon as he made it outside he took in a deep breath of fresh air.
The hospital had reeked of sickness and Twy found himself deeply appreciating the gentle breeze that blew through town. He looked around for any sign of Mew, but didn't find any, not that he had expected to.
After stopping to ask directions, he quickly made his way to the nearest exit of the city. Once there he waited hoping that Mew hadn't left after leaving him at the hospital.
She wouldn't do that, thought Twy reassuringly to himself.
Oh yes, and why not, said the voice in the back of his head that he had quickly come to loathe.
Because she's my friend, he thought defensively.
Not according to your recent dreams, said the voice sadistically.
Twy knew immediately what he was talking about, ever since the incident where he had accidentally licked Mew he had been having weird dreams, most of them being him and Mew as a couple. Twy felt slightly embarrassed as he recalled them.
At first they hadn't concerned him too much, dreams were often uncontrollable and random and besides that the dream had been...nice.
But lately it had gotten to the point, where he couldn't even rest his eyes let alone let his mind wander. Or else he would be confronted with a mental image of them kissing among other things...
Poképhile, said the voice in his head.
Shut up, snapped Twy, hating that the voice seemed to be using that word with increasing frequency, and to his eternal annoyance not without good reason.
He knew it was wrong to think of her that way, but he couldn't stop his mind from wandering every now and then. He was just glad Mew didn't have the ability to read minds or walk in dreams.
He realized he really did like Mew more than a friend; he had never been in love before so he couldn't say if it was that, but he knew that if it came down to it he would happily give is life to save hers.
Twy jumped as he felt another consciousness brush against his, at first he feared the worse that the Pokémon from earlier had come back to finish the job, but his panicked quickly subsided as he realized it was just Mew alerting him to her presence.
A moment later she floated down in front of him a few feet away seeming strangely hesitant. Twy wondered why she seemed so nervous.
She's probably afraid you'll rape her you freaking Pokephile, said the voice jumping at the chance to take a swing.
"Are you okay?" asked Mew quietly after a moment.
"Ya, the doctor says I'll live, he said I was lucky. I can't believe your still here," said Twy meaning that he wasn't sure that she would wait for him, but not realizing how it actually sounded, as he was predisposed mentally wrestling with the voice in his head.
"I'm sorry," whispered Mew feeling this to be an exceedingly weak apology.
"What?" asked Twy beginning to get frustrated with the voice he couldn't silence.
" I know I can't make up for what happened, and an apology is a stupid way to try but I really am sorry your one of the few friends I actually have and I'm sure that you hate me but please try to forgive me for getting you hurt. I never wanted you to get hurt I just...I just..." began Mew strongly at first but breaking into sobs at the end.
Twy was having a hard time processing what was going on.
One moment they had been talking and the next thing he knew Mew was crying and apologizing over and over.
Maybe I missed something, Twy thought to himself.
It wouldn't be the first time, commented the voice.
I swear I'm going to kill you in the most painful way possible, responded Twy with cold fury. Obviously he couldn't really kill the non-existent person, but it made him better to say he would.
Deciding to deal with the insolent voice later, he walked forward trying to get closer to Mew.
"What are you talking about?" asked Twy, pulling her forward into a hug and rubbing her back gently, still confused as to what was going on, "Why would I blame you?"
"Because, it was he me he was after and I... I didn't... (Hic)...stop him from nearly killing you or even... (Hic)... warn you that being around was dangerous. I knew that ... (Hic) he would come for me sooner or later and didn't even warn you," sobbed Mew, crying so hard that she could barely talk, burying her head in his chest she waited for the worst.
She half expected him to push her away in disgust, but instead to her surprise he squeezed her more tightly
"That's stupid. I knew perfectly well being around you was dangerous, being around any legendary is, and even if I didn't who can blame you for having your secrets. As for me getting hurt that was my fault, I chose not to tell him what he wanted to know that was my choice, one I would gladly make again if I had too. And who said you were supposed to protect me, that's not your job if I'm too weak to defend myself I have no one to blame but me. As for hating you...I could never," said Twy leaning forward and kissing her on top of her head.
"But...I," began Mew, only to stop unsure of what she had even intended to say.
"But nothing," said Twy giving her one final squeeze, not wanting to let her go, but not wanting to make her feel awkward.
Kneeling down to her eye level he made her look him in the eyes as he spoke.
"Now, if I don't see those ears perk up within the next five minutes, I'm going to dangle you upside down until they are permanently stuck that way, got it" said Twy lunging forward and tickling her as she tried to shy away from him.
"Now," began Twy when he had finished, "Let's go get something to eat, I'm starving.
Twy's P.O.V 1st Person
I bit down on the Persim berry appreciatively, as the juices flowed into my mouth.
I had spent the better part of the day gathering supplies, among them a new pack and clothes, since it seemed that most of my old ones had burnt up.
I had tried to figure out where Mew had gotten the current set I was wearing, but when I had asked her about it she had seemed confused and said, "The only clothes I brought were the ones you were wearing and they were badly burnt and torn".
Then how did I get these ones, I wondered not really sure that it much mattered, but still curios.
"So where are we going now?" I asked, picking up my pace to match Mews as she tried futilely to leave me behind.
She had tried to convince me that it would be better if I didn't travel with her. Like that was going to happen.
I had a feeling that the world was on edge; only moments away from plunging over, and when it did nothing would be the same. I was determined to be by her side, no matter what it took.
"I'm going to visit another friend, where YOU'RE going is entirely up to you."
"You know what, your right," I said with a tone of finality.
"I am?" she asks, sounding suspicious and stopping to look at me. "
"Ya you're right, I can't follow you around all the time and depend on you I need to choose my own path."
"Glad to hear it," she says, not really sounding all that happy as she begins to move forward again. "
"Yep and I've already decided on my path," I say, knowing shell take the bait unable to resist her own curiosity.
"Oh and what's that?" she asks, trying not to sound interested.
"I'm not sure I should tell you, after all it would be in my best interest if you couldn't track me down. Of course I'll be on the road a lot constantly on the move always trying to stay a step ahead of the competition," I say purposely dragging out the sentence.
She turns around giving me a dark look that says spit it out or shut up.
"Alright you've twisted my arm I'll tell," I say pausing for dramatic effect. For her part she just rolls her eyes at me motioning for me to get on with it.
"I have decided... too chase after the legendary Pokémon...Mew," I say unable to keep a triumphant smile from crossing my face.
She in turn gives me a wry smile as she realizes I've given myself a perfectly plausible reason to fallow her. She shakes her head and mumbles just loud enough for me to hear, "That's stupid," then she turns around and picks up her speed again.
"Oh it may seem like a fool's errand, but I for one am confident that I will be the fated one to accomplish this task. How you may ask? Well I have…" I began, as if I was talking to someone who had inquired about my job.
"Will you just leave!" she shouts turning around to face me.
"No," I say staring her down. "I said leave!" she screams flying close so that or faces are inches from each other, somewhere behind me I hear a tree fall and I seriously doubt it has anything to do with natural causes.
"No," I mumble looking down at my feet knowing full well that Legendary's can become irrational and dangerous when they're angry.
"I'm not leaving," I say looking back up at her.
"Just leave," she whispers and her shoulders begin shake as she starts to cry.
Sighing I let out a breath I hadn't even realized I'd been holding. I was probably one of the few creatures in history of the world that had stood up to the fury of a legendary and lived.
Stepping forward I pulled Mew closer to calm her down. This time she doesn't shy away. Instead she flies into me, burying her head in my chest as tears from decades of pain come crashing out.
I've never seen her cry, and I have a feeling that she has been holding a lot in for a very long time, but now that the flood gates are open they aren't closing until it all comes out.
"She's dead isn't she, Celebi dead because I didn't go with her. Because I brought you along I put you in danger and made Celebi fight alone, and now...now she's dead..."
"Hey look at me," I say loosening my grip so that she could look up at me.
"This is not your fault, and we don't know what happened to Celebi, more than that you saved my life. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead."
Gently as I can, I manage me wipe the tears from her eyes and smile reassuringly. I hold her for a little bit longer and then grudgingly let her go.
She floats about a foot away from me and wipes her eyes with her arm then nods her head. "Your right I don't know what my problem is lately. I don't know if this is or isn't my fault, but sitting here crying like a baby doesn't fix anything".
I nod my head figuring that's as good as I'm going to get for now. She looks at me for a moment like she's about to ask something then she looks back down biting her lip.
"What?" I ask wondering what she was about to say.
"Well I was wondering... Is it still your dream to catch the Legendary Pokémon Mew?"
"Of course, no matter how hard things get I never give up on my dreams," I say mimicking the Sinoh leagues current champion Ash Ketchum.
"Well then," she whispers floating up so that her face and mine are just inches apart, "You better get running!" she shouts spinning around and taking off down the road.
I stand there stunned for a moment, then I take off after her smiling broadly as I run.
"He's stronger than I thought, he should be dead," said a voice staring down at the unlikely pair.
"He's more like his father than you give him credit for Dusk," said another voice directly beside the first.
"Maybe Midnight, but I'm afraid it might not be enough for the catastrophe ahead."
"Not a catastrophe that's what might happen after words. No what's coming now is a storm and just like every other storm well wear through it."
"But it's only us now midnight."
"Us is all we've ever needed, all I need is you."
"And I you," said Dusk licking his mate gently on her head, "Your right and I may not no what's going to happen, but one thing's for sure a storm is coming".