Wow, a double update. Well, nothing special if you consider the quad update from earlier this week. But these two were hard Episodes to write.
Well, this is a bit more of a comic relief episode than anything. And we finally start to conclude this strange story arc.
And comment please.
Episode 125: Patch Up Job
I pushed myself up off of the ground, the gashes in my side making movement painfull. I looked up at the sound of Scout yelling out and saw Scyther slice what seemed like hundreds of vines. Fervo was back and he stared into the Tangela's eyes, pulling back his arm and throwing one of those seed thingies strait at it.
The Tangela moved one of its remaining vines to block the shot, but a quick fireball from me caused the vine to stop that instead and Fervo's shot hit home. Right in the left eye. The screams hurt my head and it flailed its vines as the dart was driven into its brain.
Eventually the vines that blocked us off from the others collapsed and the Tangela finally lay still.
"About bloody time too," Fervo muttered as he collapsed onto his backside, too exausted to stand, "I'm knackered after all these fights."
"Green lizard fought well," Scyther said to him, causing Fervo to leap up and turn on the bug with a snarl.
"I'm a Treecko, never ever call me a green again unless you want another fight on your hands."
Tate stepped in, just before things could flare up.
"Fervo, calm down," he said as he walked up to the two of them, "the Scyther didn't know about your species and had to go by your looks. And you are a green lizard, but you're Blue at heart."
"Sorry," Fervo muttered before glancing across at me, "you okay? You took quite a beating."
"I've had worse," I replied as I pulled myself onto my feet, wincing as the gashes in my sides widened, "at least you don't have to stick your claws in me this time. All of the seeds only grazed me."
Fervo walked up and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, allowing me to take some of the weight off of my feet and the gashes.
"Even so," he said, "we better get these wounds cleaned up. Tate, can you give me a hand so I can get this heavy bastard to a lake or something?"
"Sure thing," the Totodile replied as he took my other side and I was dragged off, "I heard water nearby, it's over this way."
"Ow," I muttered as I sat beside a large lake while Fervo dabbed at one of the gashes with a wet leaf.
"Well sorry," he chuckled, "I can let it get septic if you want. I'm sure you would love blood poisoning."
"I think I'll pass," I replied, wincing as he continued jabbing away with that leaf, "I've been poisoned enough for one lifetime."
It took him about five minutes to finish, and Tate finally burst out of the water.
"How I've missed swimming," he laughed, "and the sun. The trees and the grass. I missed it all."
"Well, simple things please simple minds," came a familiar voice as the pink cat leaped out of the treetops and floated down beside me.
"I was wondering when you were going to show up," I muttered as Mew stretched before plonking himself down on the ground.
"Well, I do have other matters to atend too," he chuckled, "you are not the only person I have to keep an eye on, after all."
"Really, who's the other?" I asked, which got a crafty wink from the feline.
"Now that'd be telling. Although the two of you do share the same stubborn streak."
I knew from experiance that Mew wouldn't tell anymore, so I moved onto something else while Fervo was dragged into the lake by Tate.
"You realise that the Hypno is back?" I asked.
"Unfortunatly, I am," he sighed, "and I can't rekill it."
"Those magic rules again?"
"No, it's become completely immune to my attacks. But I did blow up the other way out of those caves, so it should be stranded there long enough for me to find a way to take it down."
Fervo finally managed to escape the hyperactive Totodile and flopped down beside us.
"How do you two know each other anyway?" He asked, which caused Mew to grin.
"It's a long story," he chuckled.
"Well just give me the basics, I can always get the rest later."
"Essentially I saved this idiot when he was a kit and I've been helping him out ever since."
"Hey!" I interrupted, "need I remind you that I saved your arse from that Bayleef?"
"Do that ten more times and I'll call it even," Mew laughed, with Fervo joining in.
"So, why didn't you help us with the Tangela?" Tate asked as he joined us on the bank.
"Us? You weren't fighting," Fervo smirked.
"You know what I mean."
"I couldn't help because other people were watching, I have to try and keep my existance secret," Mew interrupted before they could start squabbleing
"Scout's seen you," I added helpfully, "so that doesn't really matter anymore."
"He had seen me, yes," Mew said, a little guiltily, "but I kinda erased his memory."
"You what?" I growled, my temper flaring up, "I oughta have let that Beyleef lop your damn head off, you bloody hypocrite."
Mew looked slightly taken back by my sudden outburst.
"Whoa, hang on there sparky," he burst out, "let me explain first."
"Explain fast," I snarled, clenching my fists.
"Unlike your two friends here, Scout never needs to find out about me. Besides, he would have told Squirt about the strange pink cat. And Squirt knows the legends about me, so then they would question you and you would probably crack. And then everyone would know all about me, so I'd have even more idiots deciding they want to stuff me into a Pokéball."
I managed to simmer down, but Fervo was close to bursting himself.
"What did you mean by: 'never needs to know about me?'" He asked, flexing his claws. Now Mew was really starting to get worked up.
"What is this, the stress head patrol?" He muttered, "you and Tate have an important part to play in the future. So I'm going to have to look after you two as well as dimwad here. My cryptic clues and friendly insults are all part of the package, I'm afraid."
"What do we get out of this?" Tate asked, "I'm not about to throw my perfectly good free life on the line for bugger all."
Mew turned to him and smiled, "I knew you were going to ask that. Mainly because you were thinking it very loudly."
"Well?" Tate replied, "we'd better be getting some sort of reward."
"I can't give you the details, because that would spoil the suprise," Mew chuckled as he got back to his feet, "but if you follow Flame here untill you get to Celedon, then check out Apartment Two. You want number Sixty-seven."
"What is going to be there?" Tate asked as Mew stepped towards the lake and was actually walking on the water.
"I already told you, I'm not going to spoil the suprise. You can go, or not. It is your choice. You always have a choice," Mew called over his shoulder as he stepped onto the center of the lake and vanished into thin air.
Fervo and Tate both looked at me, so I shrugged and pulled myself up to my feet. The gashes were still painfull but I was able to stand unaided.
"Typical Mew, never giving you a strait answer," I chuckled to myself, "you get used to it. Besides, he's never been wrong yet," then I shuddered, "well, apart from back in Cerulean. That was wrong. Very very wrong."
"What happned?" Fervo asked as he got up too.
"I'll tell you later," I replied, avoiding the question, "come on, we better go meet up with the others."