UPDATE WOOOOOOOO!! Do I take long or do I take long?
anyway, I was able to sit my butt down and write a decent chapter. I pmed this to psychic to proof read but I got bored and proof read it myself XD sorry Psychic, I had to much free time at the moment ^,^ the one I pmed you isn't complete as this one is.
Chapter seven: The calm (code name: end side plot start building main plot)
The old antique house stood against the forest that soon became a pokemon sanctuary. A sign out front read,
‘Gray Valley historical museum’
And then it listed tour hours and closing times.
It looked like a rather boring museum and unknown to most the professor in charge was quite knowledgeable about pokemon and the history of man with these creatures.
The old professor Tow sat upstairs this cold day as it was nearly noon and he was making sure everything was ready before he opened up for the day. His assistant was down stairs at the front desk ready to unlock the door when the time came.
Tow was an old man, around eighty, he had lost most of his hair and thick glasses nearly hung off his nose. Old brown eyes looked around a second before he lifted the photograph of the strange pokemon, Mewtwo, before him.
His heart almost skipped a beat at the thought of this creature still in existence. No he knew it was, he had always known.
A strange almost zap sound was heard and the doctor knocked on his hearing aids a little then blinked. His old wrinkled hands shook a little at the realization of something but he did not turn around.
“I knew no child could keep our meeting a secret” the old voice mumbled as Tow turned around to look at the tall purple clone. Mewtwo’s eyes narrowed a little as he raised his hand at the old man.
“So you are going to clear my mind like the others? Just as simple as that?” the old man chuckled.
Mewtwo lowered his hand but did not show any other sign of surprise.
What are you talking about old man? The clone snapped.
“Come now you don’t recognize me? I guess you were just a cub then before I retired.” Tow smirked one of those smiles only older people could do.
The fact that you know of my existence is enough to wipe your mind of it Mewtwo stated bluntly as his hand lifted again.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way. But believe me Mewtwo, you need to be more careful with these mind swipes… you have become very sloppy”
Mewtwo glared his eyes glowing that soft violet before the old man’s gaze glazed over and the man made pokemon looked through the old man’s thoughts and memories before clearing out those that had to do with him.
The man nearly fell over from all that had been taken from him. Mewtwo lowered his hand slowly making sure the man did not fall and break something. He lowered him to the ground with a psychic grasp.
You were one of the few who escaped the island before my awakening. This does not matter for humans are too stubborn and cocky to believe any of your stories. When you awaken you will think that my experiment was a failure and I died along with the humans in the explosion at new island.
“Professor Tow?” called the assistant from downstairs, “Professor Tow its twelve, are you ready?”
Mewtwo quickly flouted the photograph of himself towards him and snatched it up in his three fingered hand. A second later the assistant stuck his head in seeing the passed out man on the floor.
Mewtwo was long gone.
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The freezing hallways of the doctor’s office didn’t bother Timothy Jekyll. He wore simple clothing as a green sweater and jeans, nothing to doctor-y this day as well, business wasn’t really happening.
This town really needed to get over itself and move on…
Timothy gave a deep sigh as he sat the try of food down beside the door and pulled a pill bottle from his pocket, he dropped the pills inside the drink. The taste of the drink didn’t seem to bother Crow at all.
The doctor sighed again as he picked up the tray and slowly opened the door. The light had been broken when Crow realized she could throw things, they had to remove all dangerous objects from the room and even had to cover the windows with wood.
In a very loud tantrum Crow had somehow uprooted the examination bed and it lay on its side in the room. The winged woman then had made herself a ‘nest’ in the far corner away from the door using paper and two blankets. She was clothed now and her wing still placed and wrapped against her back.
“Crow?” the doctor asked as he didn’t enter the room very far, just enough to set the food down.
It had been two days since Rachael’s scare with Mewtwo and the doctor would not allow the child to come to the clinic while the monstrous pokemon visited. He wasn’t sure what Mewtwo did about the meeting with the professor but Timothy was not about to ask.
The doctor was going over the last two days when yellow eyes snapped open from the dark corner and a low hiss came across the room.
“Ssshhh, I’m not going to come near you. I just brought you some food. And look” Timothy reached into his pocket and pulled out an object almost everyone has seen, a flashlight, blue at that. “Do you want some light? It’s awfully dark in here.” With that a click was heard and a beam of light came across the room near Crow’s ‘nest’
The hiss grew louder as Crow covered her eyes. She then blinked and relaxed pulling her hands away from her yellow eyes.
“See? It’s not so bad to actually see now isn’t it?” the doctor chuckled as he rolled the object to his patient. The still lit flashlight stopped as it hit one of the woman’s blankets and she snatched it up and shined it at Timothy.
“Yes pretty light” Timothy said almost as if he was talking to a child.
“Ooh look at the pretty colors…” Crow rolled her eyes “Do I look like a three year old to you?” she snaps before turning her back to the human.
“Go away”
The surprised doctor blinked as he stood slowly, he hadn’t really heard Crow say much and somewhat thought she was rather naïve.
“Uh, I guess you are full grown err I mean, you’re not a child… just thought since you were acting like a wild pokemon….”
“If that is the way I am treated that that is the way I will act” Crow snapped back as she flashed the light at the doctor before grinning with amusement before turning the light off and curled her back at Timothy and fanning her one good wing.
“You know, I could treat you with respect and dignity if you gave me the chance” timothy mumbled before stepping in farther in the room. Yellow eyes snapped around looking over her shoulder.
“Keep you distance human, or I will take advantage of that open door” she growled out but she didn’t change her position or make any move for the door.
“You will do no such thing, you are in an unknown place and running would be foolish, that pokemon… Mewtwo would find you easily” Timothy said boldly as he took another step.
“I said stay back” she growled unhappily now facing the doctor fangs showing harshly.
The doctor froze not moving now as he stared at the woman’s eyes.
He froze and looked away from them, Mewtwo warned about her eyes, something about a mind grab that could cause a lot of pain.
Timothy really wished he was not in this room right now or in this clinic, he should have stayed in school longer.
“Crow” the doctor said calmly bending down. “Let me help you, I wont hurt you or force you to do anything you don’t want too”
The woman watched the man carefully and a second of glaring her gaze softened. She almost looked afraid and slightly lost at what to do.
She moved a little towards the human, he continued to hold out his hand and she was inching closer looking very spider like, not going onto her knees but bending down like an ape and moving her long legs like a spider.
She moved closer and closer her gaze up at his eyes and his at hers. He couldn’t believe she trusted him... coming closer.
Now that he got a good look at her, she was very beautiful; maybe she was so tough because she was lost and alone. She probably could be a very nice woman and maybe they could be friends…
“You are such an idiot!” hissed the winged woman as she grabbed the man’s arm and a few seconds later handcuffs were around his wrist and he was clamped to a bar on the examination bed leg.
“Wha? HEY!” Timothy yelled as he pulled on the handcuffed hand and growled angrily as he tried to grab at Crow as she darted for the doorway.
She stopped to stick her tongue out at the human, “Oh by the way, thanks for calling me beautiful!” with that the nearly giddy woman darted away down the hallways to her new found freedom. She wasn’t sickly anymore and though her wing was useless for flight the woman’s sneakiness and amused attitude were slowly returning.
She had kept those handcuffs hidden ever since Mewtwo left her coat in the room with her, she had been planning on using them for a long time now and here she was nearly free of that oversized fur ball and perverted human.
Crow ran with energy she had missed ever since she had come to this strange place, her yellow eyes shinning brightly in the dim lighting as she seemed to be overjoyed at her own cunningness.
Amazing how short lived it was as a hand grabbed at her; she turned and snarled as the twelve year old teary eyed Rachael held tightly Crow nearly dragging her along.
“Release me girl… unless you wish me to cause you harm!” Crow roared out as she pulled harshly nearly sending the blond girl flying but Rachael held firmly.
“Crow” Rachael said calmly, “If you run away now we can’t help you, you will freeze to death out there or starve. You are not fully healed yet!” Rachael ordered, her voice cracked a little showing she had been crying for a very long time.
Crow snarled again grabbing at the child’s neck. “I would rather die then be kept prisoner!”
“Then… if I asked you to stay, because it would make me feel better to know you were not freezing out there.”
“Then I would have to decline, you know what I am girl, you probably understand better then I do” The woman snapped as her grip around Rachael grew harder causing the young girl to gasp.
“Crow… I can’t make sense of what you gave me. The knowledge confuses me and I know you are just as confuse. You know what you are but then again it’s like you…I don’t know…I can’t make sense of it. Please” Rachael’s eyes overflowed with tears now, “Please don’t go, if you leave then I wont ever understand, the nightmares won’t go away and… and I can’t live with these nightmares”
Rachael was a sobbing ball of twelve year old girl as she now clung to Crow tightly sobs and whimpers escaping her as she would not let go of the winged woman.
Crow stood there stunned one hand around the girl’s neck still the other fallen to her side. Her one good wing ruffled a little as she pulled her hand around and placed it on the little girl’s head.
The woman was at a lost at what to do, she wanted to run so badly… she didn’t want to deal with this, this wasn’t her place, this wasn’t what she needed to do. She needed to escape…
“I have nightmares too” Crow mumbled a little. “They wont go away… and I couldn’t live with them either… that is why I am here” the woman wasn’t about to show anymore emotion, she felt cornered as while the cold heart of hers told her to run something ells tugged in the back of her mind… a memory of a past life…
The winged woman couldn’t make sense of it. Her gaze just stared down at the little child clinging to her, a child so frightened by never ending nightmares that she had given her.
Crow felt something build up inside at seeing this innocent life so shattered because of her, something she hadn’t really felt before.
She felt guilty. Down right guilty…
Crow started to cry. She had cried before when Mewtwo had cornered her, she didn’t really understand why she had cried then but she knew now why.
She was destroying something that barely had a chance to bloom. And it was all too familiar.
Crow and Rachael both cried, neither admitting why they felt like they could cry in each others presence, or the fact that they both were very much alike deep down. Or maybe they were very much different…
Maybe they were just alone.
It was at least half an hour until Mewtwo came onto the seen and watched in amazement as Rachael led Crow back to the room, to where she would stay until things could be figured out. Crow would not speak nor look at Mewtwo or Timothy. Her heart was heavy now with this guilt, while everything ells had told her to run…
A child’s broken soul was able to keep her from making a grave mistake that would have cost her, her life.
Rachael was far from recovery and Crow was far from letting anything past her guard… almost anything…
Mewtwo and Timothy were both silent as the man leaned in the doorway to Crow’s room. The woman was sleeping on her ‘nest’ and Rachael was sitting on the counter in the room. She was using the flashlight to write something down, her eyes were red from crying but she wasn’t opening up or speaking.
Mewtwo stood silently near by out in the hallway. His arms crossed and his gaze looking into the room. He was tempted to just read the human’s minds to figure out what happened but something held him back.
This was something to deep and dark for him to just take from them; something was going on, something in the air… and it wasn’t natural…
But at the moment everything was calm.
Too calm.
Chapter eight: Before
the next chapter really will set up the main plot and the one after that will dive into it like jumping off a waterfall
