The Dark Side of Kanto

Chapter 7 Omega

                The whispers of lost memories swirl around my mind, from the soft voice of Amber to the gleeful chorus of scientists patting themselves on the back; from the wisdom of Arceus to the silent mysteries of the Unown.  I have learned so much in such a short time, yet there is still much left unanswered.  I gaze at the sketch of my mother, Mew, that I tore from the journal back in the lab.  I wonder what she was like.  If she was alive, would she accept me as the freak I am?  What about my sister?  If I do find her, what would she think of me?  There is only one way to find out.

                I look up from the picture and glance around the cave.  The Ditto seem to have taken a liking to the cave.  One has been staring at the same rock since we got here.  Two more sit in a puddle, spitting water at each other.  A group of them have taken to playing some sort of sport where one balls itself up and the others take turns swallowing it and popping it out toward each other.  These things are quite pathetic indeed.

                I turn my gaze toward the fire.  The flame dances over the burning wood and leaves, and I realize I will need to collect more if I am to keep it going.  First, though, I shall conduct another search.  I close my eyes and stretch my mind.  Around me, I feel the consciousness of many creatures swimming in the stream outside the cave.  Pokémon of many shapes and sizes crawl through the forest, along the grass and through the trees.  I stretch my mind further and feel the humans of the nearby city.  These humans, I feel they are benign.  As I penetrate their minds, I get the sense they are just like me, trying to live their lives in peace.  I sense Pokémon battles going on in one of the buildings, but I also sense that the Pokémon involved enjoy the fight.  I leave them be.

                Expanding my mind further, I begin to pick out the details of the land.  I sense the forests, the rivers, the mountains, the human cities.  I sense the bright lights of what the humans call Saffron City, where numerous humans have gathered.  I can hear the chimes of their machines as greed pours out of them.  I can feel the rumble of a million footsteps pounding the stone roads and smell the burned rubber of their wheeled vehicles.  I detect the anguish of one particular human and the anger of another nearby.  I sense the cold steel in his hand as the pulse of the fearful increases.  Soon, the anger vanishes and quickly turns to fear as I crush his heart.  He drops his weapon and clutches his chest as his victim runs away.  I feel the life drain from his body as he lays on the cold stone of the city.  Foolish mortals, such frail creatures.

                As I expand my mind further, I can feel Lance and his team quickly rebuilding the Indigo Plateau and establishing their dominance once again.  Their arrogance annoys me, though I feel as though Lance has a newfound respect for Pokémon.  The others are still as foolish as they were before I stripped them of their precious plateau, but their leader, he has changed.  I sense he is wiser, more confident, but also more humble.  Yes, he realizes he is not as strong as he once thought he was.  I sense a great determination within him.  I believe he will hold true to his word and leave us in peace.  If he does not, it would not take long to dethrone his again, and he knows it.

                The further I stretch my mind, the more strenuous it becomes, and I grow tired.  I realize I need to focus in a direction if I am to find this Faraway Island.  I am stretching my mind too far out in all directions and I will never reach Faraway Island if I do not focus.  I relax and try to focus toward the south.  There is the nearby town, with signs of battle dying down.  There is the forest, with Pokémon drifting to sleep for the night.  There is Saffron City, which never seems to sleep.  There is the bay, teeming with primitive aquatic life.  A large open park, full of unique species of Pokémon, quiets down without a human around.  I sense a small bundle of islands, full of Pokémon, and from within, I detect a melody of great beauty.  The song of a Pokémon left to live in peace, away from humans.  The melody fills my ears, and for once, all the anger I have ever felt melts away.  Such a sweet song… and then it is gone.