Just starting off... (Pokèmon Fanfic)

Chapter Nineteen

"Red?!" I yelled at the voice. "There is no way I can be compared to Red."

"There you go again," it says. "Putting yourself down."

But I'm nowhere near his level," I said looking at the ground. He is too strong for me. There is no way I could compete.

"You're right," the voice said. "You're stronger. You have the will to resist the darkness that's trying to overcome you and everyone else. You have the power to change any outcome, no matter if history has it set in stone."

"What?" I was taken back by this. "What do you mean?"

"Mewthree," the voice said. "He knows everything about everyone's future."

What!? Everything?! That's how he knows where I am, what I'm doing, and every aspect about me! It all makes sense! How he knows when I am sleeping and when to mess with me!

"If you are trying to help me, it's not helping," I said.

"I am trying to help you learn more about your opponent," it replied. "There is little information in his file and I know the most about it."

"So who are you?" I asked. My expression was very serious and my attitude was stern. "There is no way you are my conscience. Tell me."

"Just know that I was and am someone close to you," he said. He continues to whisper. "It's already too late for me."

"I want a name," I said. "I don't want to hear your problems or excuses."

"Why do you want to know?" it asked. "Why are you so persistent about it?"

"I have been betrayed before," I replied. "If you're watching my every move, then you should know this. I was too naive."

"That's what makes you," It said. "Everyone has flaws no matter if someone wants to admit it. Your kindness and naivety make you who you are. "

"The world is crueler than you're making it out to be," I mention. "I have recently seen the harshest of it."

"No," the voice said with some force. "I know you and this doesn't compare to two individual days."

I fell to my knees. It was right. Two days hurt more individually than the others combined. More than all the turmoil, inner conflict, and hate than I have ever felt. Those days are what I strive for again.

"Do you remember Sean," the voice said.

"How could I forget the guy who betrayed me and Axle?" I asked.

"You're seeing through a screen.  HE didn't betray you."

"What do you mean?"  His remark flipped me over the edge.  "WHO ELSE COULD IT BE? I SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES!  YOU'RE THE ONE SEEING THROUGH A SCREEN!"

"Calm yourself and think about the first time you beat him to the second."

I think how we met and then Silph Co. He was a cocky rival, but had reason to be cocky. He was strong and kept growing; he gave me competition every time. Blast was still his ace.

He didn't seem like he'd join Team Rocket. He was a jerk most of the time, but he relies on his own strength, not the strength of Team Rocket. Something about the Sean we met the second time around isn't right. He was not cocky in the slightest. If anything, he was cautious and willing.

"You're starting to see through the illusion you've put yourself in," the voice said.

"Mewthree doesn't happen to have the ability to control minds, does he?" I asked, hoping his answer was no.  I, however, got the response I didn't want to hear.