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Post by Shana on Jul 21, 2007 11:24:57 GMT 10
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Mew found her pink body lying in the field, her eyes wandering to stare at the glowing full moon. Innocence was something everyone believed she maintained for her lifetime, something her cuteness just entitled her to. Yet, her heart was burning for something, anything, that could just let her let go for a moment. Let go of everything she let take over her life, worrying about what others did. It was a fear that crusted over her heart, that wouldn't let her go and froze her inside. Playful, childish, immature. Was it a mask or was that all there was to her life? Immaturity, was that all Mew was made up of? That fear of never being able to be accepted as a 'normal' pokemon. Well she never would be that anyway.
She was a legendary, one of a kind, destined to be alone. Never to see or feel what it's like to have someone like you, someone she could actually care about. It was something she had never had, so shouldn't have been able to miss. But she did. She missed the times when it was just Alseus and her. She missed the time when she had been a legend, the most popular and basically the only legendary humans knew about. She missed it all. She wished, longed, dreamed of having something like that. It was something that no-one could fill, a blank space she had had in her heart ever since Alseus had created other legendaries. Honestly, she missed being the only one.
Then, she lifted her head from the ground. Had she just heard something? She ears pricked up again, feeling the presence of something, or someone, else with her psychic powers. Though she couldn't tell for certain, her psychic powers weren't that powerful, she knew she didn't want anyone around her right now. Angrily, she sent a psychic message through the air. Go away! Go away? Such childish words to pick. She sighed again. Maybe she really was just a child, Alseus's baby.
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Post by Katse on Jul 22, 2007 9:43:44 GMT 10
"Go away?"The words of the deep "voice" echoed all around Mew. They repeated the other's telepathic message with question, though the tone attempted mock disappointment. "You will have to come up with a better threat than that," it chided with that constantly even tone. A very soft rustling grass noise sounded a few feet behind Mew. As soon as those words were thought, Mewtwo had landed in the field. He stood tall and regal, as always, with his violet eyes focused downwards and onto his predecessor. The eyes narrowed slightly as they examined the miniscule Pokemon before him. It was as if he was logging her image to memory, though he quite obviously didn't need it. "It has been a long time since we have last seen eachother, Mew," he pointed out. The other's name was said with a hint of malice, his "voice" practically seething. "And yet," he added as his head craned back slightly and tilted to one side, "it hasn't been long enough." The characteristic frown was clearly seen on Mewtwo's face as his tail gave a quick lash behind him. He "said" nothing else, figuring that the small Pokemon would be brimming with questions, anyway. ((Ugh. Sorry for making it so short. ))
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Post by Shana on Jul 22, 2007 9:58:02 GMT 10
Mew looked up as a psychic message traveled into her head. The words... the tone... so familiar... yet something she hadn't heard for so long. There weren't many other psychic types that could actually comunicate through psychic messages, after all, it was a hard talent. In fact, there was only one who she had heard before. Her eyes glanced around before catching sight of the much taller, darker, more evil version of herself. Mewtwo? Surprisingly for her, the voice... it came out more curious then childish or angry. He was the closest she had ever been to another pokemon, they were one... but two. It was, strange for her to be able to imagine Mewtwo like her. They were opposites! Humans had contaminated her and made him!
But, Mewtwo was also one of the few pokemon that she imagined felt the same pain as her. Exiled, ignored for whom she was. I didn't mean it as a threat. I... just wanted to be alone for a while. Pathetic. Such weak words. Why did she find him so damn intimidating? He was a lot taller, yes, but who wasn't? A weedle, maybe. She let out a small sigh, coming out as a tiny cry of 'Mew' before meeting his eyes and floating into the air. If he was here, it was obvious what he would erupt into. Look, I can remove you from existance some other time. Please, I don't want to have to hurt you. Not now.
Not long enough? Strange as it sounded, even as the thought rolled around her own head, Mew thought seeing Mewtwo was somewhat relaxing. Alright, it'd probably erupt into a duel of one's psychic powers against the other, but he was her. I suppose so, brother, but I suppose we were destined to see each other again, with you trying to take over the world and all. I just wish it had been on a better day. Unfortunately, a cool breeze blew through the field as she finished sending the signal, causing the grass to brush against the tip of her tail and she let out a giggle. She hadn't meant it at all, in fact she was trying to be serious. But now, it'd just come out as if she was trying to make a joke.
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Post by Katse on Jul 24, 2007 1:31:12 GMT 10
Mewtwo remained in his spot once Mew acknowledged his presence. His only sign of movement was the gentle sway of his thick tail. His head lowered back to its regular position, his purple eyes not leaving Mew for a second. He assumed Mew would immediately recognize him; he was kind of a hard entity to forget, unless he forced you to. Hearing her telepathic "voice" responding to him, it looked like she still didn't hold contempt towards him. If only it could be said vice versa.
Accepting the fact that he would always have to be in Mew's shadow never settled well with Mewtwo. It was in his manipulated genes to have a desire to be better than the best. After all, it had been Mew who was the cause of him being thrown into this world so unnaturally in the first place. It was by Mew's legend and power that Mewtwo was created for the greed of the very creatures he vowed to annihilate. For that, he couldn't forgive so easily.
But he had to put that hatred aside for a few moments. He had business to attend to with this small, though powerful Pokemon. It was what kept him from materializing a Shadow Ball and chucking it at her right then and there for that arrogant comment. Ha! The nerve! Did she really think the she could beat him? Him? As far as he knew, they were evenly matched in their last battle and over time, Mewtwo's powers had become stronger. If anything, he could probably beat her into the ground!
Wait, no! He had to hold back for now. If he let his impulsive anger get in the way, his plans would be jeopardized. Still standing upright, a violet eye twitched (though barely noticeable) at being referred to as "brother". The notion was still like a thorn in his side. The giggle that accompanied Mew's words only started to rile Mewtwo up even more. Was she mocking him again?! Why couldn't she ever take anything seriously? Again, Mewtwo felt the urge to blast her to smithereens with one of his attacks, but again, he held back.
"I wouldn't say 'taking over the world,' necessarily," he corrected. The rising impatience in his "voice" was clear, even if he tried to keep it relatively monotone. "There is just one species that I am trying to purge the world of," he added, and..." He paused, reluctant of these words. "I need yours and the other Legendaries' help," he finished, his blunt muzzle dipping towards his chest. Asking for help was something Mewtwo never enjoyed. He always thought himself weak for doing so, but the Legendaries seemed like such self-righteous creatures. He needed to lower himself to their level of persuasion, first, before he tried anything else.
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Post by Shana on Jul 25, 2007 20:14:41 GMT 10
Alright, that was something he would never have expected... Mewtwo asking for her help? Her help? Mewtwo was an arrogant son of a bitch, and she had never even thought he would ever grow up enough to actually admit he needed help with something. Alright, it was on the subject of destroying an entire species, but it was a start right? After all, the smallest step is the largest leap toward a certain goal. It just took a lot longer to step there then it did to teleport.
Mew herself had never considered getting rid of the humans. They were the real problems, they were the ones killing and enslaving her friends and companions. Did they deserve it, or were they just arrogant like Mewtwo? Could she ever bring herself to be as sadistic as him? As sadistic as the clone that was made from her own genes? Maybe not quite, but the temptation always roamed in her heart. The temptation to be rid of the humans that tortured her species. But there were some 'enslaved' pokemon she had met that she had respected. Yet they loved their 'trainers' or, in her mind, slave drivers. It wasn't sensible. It was terrifying to even consider something like teaming up with Mewtwo to wipe out a species! Why couldn't she be sensible? Why couldn't she just say the simple two letter word her heart begged her to say?
Mewtwo... She said, her telepathic signals getting weaker and in effect trailing off, and her voice being weak even in her own head. He was a dominating, scary personality that she couldn't stand up to. Well, maybe she could. Just maybe... I couldn't. It's not like me... I'm not the sadistic bitch you may believe I am. I couldn't murder thousands upon millions of any race. Though, she assumed he knew well enough she would probably say no. That being said, Mew knew Mewtwo was a very intelligent creature, cloned from her nonetheless. After her brief egotistical moment, she glanced back up at Mewtwo guiltily. What would he do after she had denied his request? Only time would tell.
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Post by Katse on Jul 26, 2007 4:17:06 GMT 10
The Genetic Pokemon remained quiet as Mew seemed to think over this plea. His eyes twitched again, the sways of his tail getting a little more violent. He tried to catch himself, though. He consciously slowed his tail's movements and straightened his posture. This was hard enough as it was, he didn't want Mew's second thoughts. Mew was possibly one of the softer Legendaries. It would be no surprise if she didn't consent. He could get by without her help if she refused. Hell, he wouldn't even mind getting rid of her if he got the other Legendaries on his side.
Her answer finally came and Mewtwo had assumed correctly. He scoffed, his muzzle going on and off with a grimace. His head shook back and forth once with his eyes closed. "Sadism has nothing to do with this," he corrected with still shut eyes. "I'm doing the world a favor by removing the humans as the dominating species," he explained, his tone seeming to calm as he thought of the idea. His words may have sounded dark and sinister, but in Mewtwo's mind, they were completely just. He could count the numerous wrongs man has done to him alone. He could only imagine what they had done to other Pokemon and themselves. He found it only appropriate for them to no longer rule.
"But I suspected as much out of you, Mew," Mewtwo continued, frowning deeply. His eyes finally snapped open, scrutinizing the Pokemon before him. One thing about a predatory creature was that they knew well when they had the advantage of intimidation over their foe. Mewtwo was no different. Even when he didn't try, his person demanded respect. "You are known to have a soft spot for humans, despite the fact that you still fear them." The violet eyes narrowed. How did he know this? Mewtwo may have been quite young compared to other Legendaries, but he wasn't as naive as he first was. He had learned the various stories about Mew from his days with Team Rocket and had learned over the years of observing the human world and what little they did know about Pokemon.
"That is why I'm sure there are other Legendaries willing to help me in my quest," he said. Mewtwo's body shifted as one leg took a step to the side and he stood in a different stance. His tail gave another lash as he went on. "And since you refuse, you can at least tell me where the others are." He glared down at Mew. If he wasn't any more demanding than before, he certainly was now.
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