Well, all hell gets loose. That's really all I can say. The next Episode could get a little gorey, I'm not sure yet.
Episode 133: Genetic Hatred
The pink feline was floating inside the green liquid, he seemed to be sleeping. I felt sick when I spotted the small tubes and needles that were stuck in his side.
"What the hell is this place?" I muttered, turning to look in the other tubing, "holy shit."
Mew in one tubing, me in the other. The sleeping me was a bit bigger and had a few more scars but it was defiantly myself in that tubing stabbed with needles and stuff. I clenched my fists and kept telling myself that it was just an illusion. Then something startled me out of my mental chanting.
"Who's there?" The voice echoed around my head, "Flame?"
"Mew?" I asked in return, turning back to see the pink cat had opened his eyes and was staring right at me, "it's me."
"Beta subject has awoken!" Came a yell from outside the room and several concealed doors burst open. Loads of Humans poured into the room, all staring at Mew and me.
"How did you get in here?" a Human in a white coat asked, as several Humans in red clothing pointed some of those black objects at me, "and why do you look like Gamma subject?"
"We have names," Mew's psychic voice boomed out, "you would do well to remember them."
"It's fully awake!" The lab rat yelled out, "up the sedatives before it regains its power!"
"I think that I've slept for long enough."
The glass tubing just exploded with the shards of glass flying outwards and into several of the Humans. I gawped as Mew stepped onto solid ground, needles and tubes falling out of his arms and back. His eyes glowed red for a second and even more of the Humans were thrown backwards by the psychic power. All of the remaining ones legged it, some dragging the unconscious and wounded out with them, and sealed the door behind them. Mew glanced across at me, actually looking normal again.
"You're shorter than I remember," he said, "no matter."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, smiling untill I found myself staring at an energy ball.
"You led those Magma goons to me," Mew replied, the psychotic red glow in his eyes back, "I don't know what they have done to me, but someone has to pay."
I backed up, but the pink feline had snapped and the energy ball shot towards me. Untill it froze in midair and a similar voice laughed.
"May I cut in?" another Mew asked, the real one this time, as he appeared before me. There was a bandage wrapped around his side but he looked okay.
"So, the bastards cloned me too?" The psychotic Mew muttered, summoning two more energy balls.
"They did, twice if I recall. Now, before you try to kill me, I need to have a quick word with Flame here."
Mew turned to me and smiled, "don't worry, I'll handle this. After all, who knows how to take me down better than myself?"
"What about the tower and the power drain thing?" I asked, looking at the bandage.
"I found a way to negate that, and the bandage is just for show. Now, to get out of this illusion, you are going to need to kill yourself."
"Wait," I muttered, "what? You want me to stab myself with my claws?"
"Yep," Mew replied, grabbing my paw just before I rammed it into my chest, "I meant the other you. Idiot."
"Are you two bastards finished?" The other Mew asked, as the energy balls flew strait at us. Mew pushed me out of the way and dived clear, the attacks passing right between us and exploding near the second glass tube. As Mew attacked his other, I spotted small cracks appear in the glass.
"This can't be good," I muttered as the cracks widened and the liquid inside began to leak out.
Eventually, the green liquid forced a bigger hole in the weakened glass and was draining away rapidly. The other me, who had been floating in that liquid, was lowered to the floor. When the last of the green goo had joined the puddle on the floor, I spotted my other's eyes open and glance around. They were full of pain and anger, obviously the lab rats had been fucking around with him too.
"Who are you?" He asked, reaching out with his paw and holding it up against the glass.
"I am you," I replied, mimicking his action, "from before all this happened."
The other me nodded slightly, before pulling back his fist. I leapt back as he punched the glass and it shattered. He stepped off of the small platform, still watching me.
"So you are from the past?" He asked, to which I nodded, "Then I presume one of those two is also from the past?" He asked, glancing over at the two Mews as the grappled with each other.
"Yep," I replied, scratching the back of my head, "I half expected you to go crazy, like your Mew did."
"Oh please, I've calmed down a lot since your time," was the reply, with a chuckle to go with it, "I know that you were not involved, it those Humans that I'm going to go after."
I had almost forgotten about the fact that I had to kill him, when he suddenly doubled over. I stepped forwards to help when he threw out his paw and I had to jump back or take the claws to the gut. I jumped back.
"It hurts," he gasped, falling to his knees, "my shoulder. They've done something," he then screamed out very loudly, even managing to attract the attention of the two scrapping felines.
"This isn't good," I muttered, just as two gashed formed along the older me's back. He screamed again as white light poured out of them.
"Uh oh," I heard Mew, not sure which one, mutter as the light faded and the other me climbed to his feet once more. He seemed fine, apart from the massive blood covered wings that had burst out of his back.
"What have they done to me?" He yelled, looking at his wings, "what am I now?"
"You are you," My Mew replied, getting a death glare from my other as he climbed back to his feet and clenched both fists.
"They will all burn, slowly, for this," he growled before charging strait past me and slamming into the wall. The steel buckled and he took a step back before ramming it again and again while I couldn't make myself move to stop him. He took one more run up and the steel collapsed, revealing that it had been one of the doors. The other Flame glanced back at me for a second before diving into the corridor and vanishing.