"A long time ago, Xatu foresaw a time when our world – the world of Pokéredshift-nebular – would be in danger. However, he also predicted that no-one, either human or Pokémon, in our universe would be able to save us."
"What would it be in danger from?" dookie asked.
"No-one knew. Not even Xatu himself could say what would threaten our planet."
"Oh."
"So we, the Pokémon, (we didn't tell the humans about the impending doom, as we thought they would just freak out and act stupid, as humans generally do when confronted with something they don't understand)," here Mew paused and looked pointedly at dookieshed.
"We started searching for another universe, one where our saviour might come from. A huge number of the infinite universes were either lifeless, or so different to ours that they were useless to us."
"Eventually, after many years of searching, we came across a universe with so many similarities to ours that it was unbelievable. Like ours, only one planet carried life in that universe. That planet, named Earth," Mew enjoyed the looks of shock that crossed Nate and dookie's faces when they heard the familiar name, "was practically the same as ours in terms of size, density, atmospheric pressure and all that other scientific stuff. The main difference seemed to be that Earth was inhabited by animals instead of Pokémon.
However, this difference was trivial, and most Pokémon agreed that our saviour would be human and would come from Earth, although Xatu would neither confirm nor deny this."
"By the way," Mew continued, "the year, in Earth time, when we discovered your universe was 1996."
"1996…" Nate muttered. He had a feeling that that year was important, but he couldn't for the life of him remember why.
So he was quite surprised when dookie suddenly exclaimed, "1996! Of course!"
"What about 1996?"
dookie's eyes were shining with the sudden realisation. "Don't you see, Nate? 1996 was the year in which the original Pokémon games were released!"
"Well done, dookie!" Mew said, "Maybe you're not as stupid as I thought."
dookieshed glared at Mew. She laughed before continuing.
"That was no coincidence. A few of our number stopped on Earth (disguised as humans, obviously – I co-ordinated that) and well, we single-handedly designed the Pokémon games."
Nate whistled, "Wow. Good job. I mean, you're a Pokémon, and I presume that you didn't have prior experience with designing games?"
"That is correct."
dookie started clapping (which was rather difficult, considering the build of Blastoise hands), but Mew silenced him with a wave of her tiny pink paw.
"And we did it in 2 months."
dookieshed was disbelieving. "Two months? Impossible!"
"You said the same thing about your transformation," Mew pointed out.
That shut him up.
"It may seem impossible to you," she continued, "but Pokéredshift-nebular's technology is far more advanced than Earth's. My brother has always had an understanding of technology no other Pokémon has ever mastered. With him leading us, working with your low-grade gaming system was easy."
dookieshed slowly nodded, "Makes sense. I mean, Pokéredskrit-globule…"
"Pokéredshift-nebular," Mew corrected him.
"Yeah, that. It must have more advanced tech than us, as shown by Pokéballs…"
"Don't say that word!" Mew all but screamed. Dookieshed was shocked and hurriedly shut his mouth.
"Sorry," Mew said, "It's just…"
"Just what?" Nate asked.
She looked solemnly at Nate and dookie.
"All legendary Pokémon (myself included) loathe the idea of – that. What if a human with no morals caught one of us? There's no telling what damage they might do. Even if we were caught be someone with no bad intentions, our very absence might cause an apocalypse. Take Suicune, for example. Suicune purifies polluted water; if she was caught, all water on our planet would quickly become unfit for consumption, by either humans or Pokémon."
"Then why," Nate asked, "are the legendaries catchable in the game, if all the Pokémon are so against it?"
"That was a huge debate. We almost started a civil war over that detail – everything else went through without a hitch, but that –" Mew sighed.
"Anyway, we did end up putting it in the game as we figured that would make it more enjoyable and therefore more popular."
"But why did you make the game in the first place?" dookie asked, quite perplexed.
"That," Mew answered, "was, quite frankly, a stroke of genius. We needed a saviour. But we couldn't exactly walk up to people and say, 'Hello, we're from an alternate universe and need your help.' Besides, we had no way of knowing if they could actually help us or not. We didn't know what the danger would be; therefore we didn't know what qualities would be needed in order to save us from it."
Both Nate and dookie nodded at this obvious truth.
"We needed a test in order to see which of the humans would best be able to survive in our world. So we made the game. Simple really."
"And what," Nate asked, "does all this have to do with us?"
"Glad you asked that," Mew replied. "You guys – and I know this sounds very cliché, but there really is no other way to put it – you are the chosen ones. Our saviours."
Nate was so shocked that he was incapable of speech. dookieshed, on the other hand, scoffed.
"Ha! Us? Saviours? The very idea!"
Suddenly, a powerful psychic wave ripped through the field. The only thing that prevented Nate and dookie from being hit was a hastily erected psychic shield that Mew threw up.
"Come on!" Mew shouted at something that neither of them could see, "That's a bit uncalled for!"
The only reply she received was a second blast.
As the powerful psychic energy hit the shield, it buckled and cracks appeared.
"I forgot how powerful he is," Mew whispered, clearly straining under the effort of keeping the shield intact.
"Who is?"
Before Mew could reply, a third attack slammed into the shield. It shattered and she fell to the ground, exhausted.
"It's my brother."