From: Mariel Aquino K, people, this is my first ‘fic. My name’s Lady Garnet and I hope ya like it. I’ve been reading tons of fics about Mew and Mewtwo, so I just had to write one. Here goes nothing... The Saga of Mew By, Lady Garnet Mew lay in her cage, her once bright pink fur having lost its luster. "Meeeew...meeeew.." she sighed. She missed the rainforest. The scientists had captured her about two months ago, and had made her pregnant. The bulge in her belly kicked futilely. she whispered telepathically. a surprisingly low voice screamed from her belly. Mew’s tiny body shook in convulsions and her long tail whipped around her legs. She shuddered softly in pain. The pokemon’s body was covered in a thin film of sweat. Mew was going into labor. Mew crouched silently in her cage, her tiny, delicate body shaking with pain. Although Mew was young, she had already helped another young Mew birth a litter of kits, which were on their own, now. But this baby was bigger than all the kits put together. Mew shuddered. She didn’t want the scientists to come running to her 'aid'; she dulled the pain as well as she could with her powers. she said to her son. shrieked the baby Soon a bony head emerged. Then arms. Then the torso. Finally the legs and head popped out. the baby said happily. Mew stared at the thing she had produced. Her son was bigger then Mew herself was. It wasn’t like any of her species she’d ever seen. The head was too bony and malformed. There were two horn-like growths sprouting from her son’s head. The body was too rugged and bony to be a Mew’s. The skin was dark, musty lavender and his tail and upper thighs were purple. he whimpered. Those few words threw Mew against the bars of the cage. Mew played the message over and over in her mind, shocked that her baby would ever think such a thing Mew’s son stared at her emotionally. He stated darkly. Mew thought to her son. Suddenly Mew’s ears picked up the sound of someone walking down the linoleum hallway towards the room in which Mew was kept. The door clicked open and a scientist, the one Mew hated most walked in. "Ah, I see our Mew has had her baby. Mewtwo will be his name." Mew glared at the man. "Oh ho! Defiant little fellows, aren’t we?" Mew whipped her long tail around and soon started to float, covering baby Mewtwo with a pink aura. she screamed at the white-coated person. "Oh I can’t, can I?" The scientist asked sarcastically. The scientist took out one of the hypodermic needles he had put in his front pocket. "We’ll see about that." He made a move to stick the needle into Mew’s tiny arm. Suddenly a knife of pain cut through his head and he couldn’t move. Mew, puzzled, turned around in the air to see Mewtwo floating in the air beside her, his eyes glowing blue. he shrieked in everyone’s mind, within a two-mile radius. Suddenly, he fell from the air and collapsed on he floor of the cage. The scientist, only partly paralyzed, seized his chance and stuck the needle into Mew’s arm, draining the contents into her bloodstream. Suddenly felt very sleepy. She lowered herself onto the floor and everything went black as she fell into a drug-induced sleep. Mewtwo finally regained consciousness to find himself in a white cubicle with a strange pokemon in it. "Growlithe. Growlithe. Grrrrrrrrroooooowlithe." It growled, sending angry thoughts to Mewtwo. Mewtwo closed his eyes and reached out with his mind. There was a two-inch- thing glass wall separating them. Sensing that the Growlithe wanted to fight Mewtwo started to gather blue energy in his paws. Soon a ball pulsed there. Opening his closed eyes, he looked up and shot the energy towards the glass, shattering it upon contact. Growlithe ran toward him. Mewtwo’s eyes started to glow blue as he stopped seeing with his eyes and started to see with his mind. Angry, red energy covered the Growlithe, but inside there was a scared yellow. Mewtwo looked at his hand. Blue psychic energy covered his body and he grabbed some that resided in the air. The gathering energy that he was giving off from his mind flowed to his fingertips and he raised a hand to the Growlithe. He narrowed his mind-eyes and a blue beam of energy emerged from his paw. The Growlithe screamed in pain and Mewtwo could see the black hate energy taking over the fear as dark red pain mingled with the bright red energy of anger. "GrrrrrrowwwwwwwwwwLITHE!" The Growlithe leapt up and tried to bite Mewtwo, but the pokemon was too agile and zipped out of the way. Mewtwo gather more energy, the energy that was flowing in the air, his energy...even the Growlithe’s energy. The ball formed and grew bigger, a pulsing sphere of multi-colored light. "MEW!" he cried and released the energy. It hit the Growlithe head-on and killed it. Mewtwo panted and landed on the ground. The scientists made themselves visible and clapped. Mewtwo used Recover and gathered energy from the air, converting it and using it as psychic energy to replenish his. Mewtwo again rose in the air and a blue aura surrounded him. Though he stopped seeing with his mind-eyes, he hovered in the air and perceived the scientists’ thoughts. One wanted to use him for battle. Another wanted to research him. Still others wanted to use him for world domination. Mewtwo shook his head ferociously and his mind-eyes surfaced. He gathered all the pain energy he could muster and sent it ripping through their brains. Most screamed and held their heads. But one was different. He stood there and shook with it, turned white with it. But took it quietly. He knew Mewtwo was too powerful for their own good. He would have to kill it. The scientist coolly took out a gun he had hidden in his coat, and aimed, ready to pull the trigger. Mewtwo saw the scientist and quickly formed a barrier, protecting himself from the bullet. The scientist grumbled quietly and aimed again. Suddenly, a voice whispered in Mewtwo’s brain, he cried. Mew, surrounded in a pink aura floated over to where Mewtwo was. Mewtwo dropped the barrier and turned his attention to his mother. The scientist, seeing his chance, fired and hit Mewtwo in the back. "MEEEEW!" he screamed and fell to the ground. Purple blood trickled onto the white, tile floor, staining the lavender fur around the wound. Mew floated above her son and knew he would live, though only if she tended the wound right away. She looked up at the scientist and gathered all the energy around her, formed it into a ball and fired it at the white-coated human. He screamed, and fell to the ground, dead. she whispered gently. He looked up at her. he said, and fell limp in her arms. Mew put her paw above the wound and gathered healing energy, soaking it into Mewtwo’s wound, drawing out the bullet, and closing the torn skin in a star-shaped scar. He would have that scar forever. Mew floated over to one of the scientists and looked at her. She had brown hair and gentle eyes, and an average body. Mew transformed herself into the human and took the name on her nametag, Mrs. Lisa Marie Ketchum. **Author’s Note: Ever wonder why Ash doesn’t have a father?** She transformed Mewtwo in a baby, with golden eyes and unruly black hair. The now Mrs. Ketchum picked a name out of the air. "Ash," she said aloud to herself. "Ashton Ketchum. Yes, that’s it. We’ll go to a place where no one will find us." Mew/Mrs. Ketchum looked at the real Mrs. Ketchum’s name tag again. It said she was from Pallet Town. "Well, we’ll go there. It sounds out-of-the-way enough," she thought and transported themselves into Pallet Town, ready to start a new life. END Oh, god. Wasn’t that just like so, like, so....perfect? Like ever wonder how Ash doesn’t have a father? And how he loves Pokemon soooooo much? And how he was able to resist Sabrina’s dad? And why him and his mom don’t look anything alike? And why Mr. Mime stayed with Mrs. Ketchum (ok, so she’s Mew, but, still...)? And why Mrs. Ketchum never seems to get older? And how he’s soo... well...dense? I mean, god, (now) he IS a Pokemon, you know. OK, there MIGHT (just possibly) be a sequel to this.. but... OK, I have to go now....’bye all you people in ‘fic land! Lady Garnet signing off. P.S. C&C requested. Please? Quote time! YAY! Brock: OK, Charmander, light this candle. Charmander: CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAR! (Burns Brock to a crisp) Brock: I said light. the CANDLE, not ME!!!