Mew. Mew. Mew.
Its all he heard. It was the only thing that was ever around, a simple mew. He hated it, but also found it unusually comforting.
Mew. Mew. Mew.
It sounded louder, as if it were much, much closer. Then something broke. Alarms began to blare, footsteps boomed across the floorboard. He landed on the ground with a thud, slowly opening his eyes for the first time.
Mew.
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Origin of future destruction
FanfictionMew isn't your average pokemon. Well what would you expect, she's a legendary, a myth. Her brother, Mewtwo, seeks a place, a place to belong. Upon meeting again, a strange human girl approaches them with the ability to talk to pokemon. Well lets jus...
