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The boy wakes up in a forest. He looks around for a second, then at his hands.

They’re still the same as before, except… somehow… he got a pair of fingerless gloves.

“What the? Where’d these come from?” he says.

A voice sounds from behind him. “I gave them to you while you were asleep. Throwing Poké Balls all the time starts to hurt with bare hands, I can tell.”

He whips his head around, looking for something. But to his dismay, he sees nothing but more trees.

He turns back around. “So it wasn’t kidding about dragging me into this world… Where am I, anyways? This definitely isn’t Pewter City.”

The voice laughs. “Actually, this is Route 1. So if you want to go to Pewter City, go ahead. But I can’t follow you there…”

The boy looks around again. “Okay, you’re beginning to freak me out. Who are you?”

The voice laughs some more. “Honestly, how can you not know? Do you need to see me to know who I am?”

The boy put his hand to his face. “You’re the Mew again, aren’t you?”

The voice returns. “Yep. That took long enough.”

The boy stops looking around. He knows that Mews can turn invisible and teleport at will, meaning he’d never find it that way.

But just as soon as he stops, a Mew flies out of a tree and knocks him down, face-first.

He tries to get up, but the Mew simply pushes him back down. It’s laughing like someone just told the funniest joke in existence.

The boy groans. “Will you at least let me stand up?”

The Mew continues to laugh. “Now, why would I do that, Eclipse?”

The boy groans louder. “Okay, first, I can’t help if I’m sprawled out on the ground like this, and second, my name isn’t actually Eclipse, that’s just a nickname I made. Call me Alex. Alex Jones.”

The Mew gets off him (to his surprise), and says “Well, now that you’re here, Eclipse is now your name. Not Alex Jones. And there’s no changing it.”

Alex groans again. “Maybe I should’ve just left the game alone after that incident…”

The Mew picks him up. “First, it’s too late to change the past, so deal with it. And second, if you did that, I’d never let you stay gone forever. So be glad I’m going easy on you.”

It then drops Alex again, and begins to fly off. “Just so you know, I do, in fact, need your help. So please just go along with this.”

The Mew disappears into the trees again. Alex shudders. “Yeah, I probably shouldn’t have gotten the game in the first place… after all, I have the Red version already.”

He hears a voice in his head, the Mew again. “Remember, I’m keeping an eye on you. I can’t exactly let you get away... if I did, Arceus would NOT be happy.”

He decides to start walking, maybe find a way to somewhere he could get help. The Mew was starting to act weird… even for a Mew.

The first idea was Professor Oak, but he decided otherwise. Oak wouldn’t be willing to help. That was for sure.

His second idea was Brock. Then he remembered Brock had gone elsewhere for the time being (he had tried to challenge the Gym before he knew about Mew). So that wasn’t an option at the time.

The third idea was one of his wildest, and he really doubted it would work. But it was worth a shot.

The Mew had said he was in Viridian Forest, so he started on his way to Pallet Town.

He got there relatively quick. Which was strange, no wild Pokémon had jumped out at him.

When he got there, the Mew’s voice appeared in his mind again. “What exactly are you doing in Pallet Town? I thought you were going to Pewter City!”

Yeah. He wasn’t going to tell the Mew. He has a right to privacy.

The Mew sounded annoyed when he said this. “Seriously, I told you I’m not going to hurt you! Kids these days…”

The voice faded out again. Now Alex was being more headstrong than worried. The Mew wasn’t going to take chances, but from what he heard about this, he’d rather take his own chances.

He started on his way to Ash Ketchum’s house. Ash wasn’t there, of course. He was in another region, adventuring. Once he got there, Mew’s voice returned yet again.

“I can see what you’re doing…”

Alex chuckled. He was about to repeat what he did before.

“Yes, I know you can see. But you don’t know my purpose.”

The Mew laughed. “That’s what you think. What if I want you to do this?”

Alex shrugs like he did during his conversation with Professor Oak. “It doesn’t matter. I’m a gamer, I know how these scenarios work.”

The Mew seems to grin. “Maybe you don’t know as much as you think you do.”

The Mew flies off. Alex is now puzzling over the situation.

But then he sees Brock walk toward Pewter City.

So he starts to walk that way.

But more thoughts fill his mind. Is Mew doing all of this? What is it trying to do? Why him?

So he decides to use his last resort. He walks to the Pokémon Lab.

He knocks on the door. Oak opens it.

“Well, well, well. Eclipse. Running to me now?”

Alex looks unimpressed. “Honestly, I don’t know why I came here. It was the only thing the Mew wouldn’t expect. And my name is Alex Jones. Not Eclipse.”

Oak nods. “So you’re running from it?”

Alex replies “In a sense… it keeps acting weird.”

Oak chuckles. “Why are you so worried about that? I know how that Mew works, it will keep it’s word.”

Alex shakes his head. “Actually, from everything I’ve heard, I’d rather take my chances.”

Oak stares. “Then… why didn’t you try and get help? That would do it, I’m sure.”

Alex yanks at his own hair. “That’s the problem, Oak. I was thinking someone who would believe me, and I came up with Delia Ketchum and Brock, but now I can’t tell whether the Mew wants me to do that or not. So I had to do something unexpected. And now I’m here.”

Oak can’t puzzle over this, either. “I can’t read minds like any Psychic Pokémon… and I doubt the Mew would let you figure it out until too late. For all we know, it’s set everything up so that, no matter what you do, Mew is the one who gets it’s way in the end.”

Alex hadn’t considered that. He was about to start thinking about that, when the Mew appeared on Oak’s head and ruffled it up. “You never let me have any fun…”

Alex jumps back. What was going on here?

The Mew smiles at Alex. “I never took anyone. That was a little ruse to get you curious and end up here. And as for Professor Redwood? He’s fine, just a little lost. Oak never was going to experiment on me, and he purposely gave you my Poké Ball instead of the Pikachu’s. But now that the game’s up, I need to make sure you don’t ACTUALLY freak out. Sorry about that, honestly, I needed to make sure you would get here, and that you’d not try to get back. Because I… kinda need your help.”

Alex isn’t taking chances. He starts running in the opposite direction.

The Mew groans in it’s normal voice. “Just like the other one. What did I do…”

It flies off after Alex.

Meanwhile, the boy is freaking out. “What if THAT is what’s fake, if it really was gonna... what if… what if… gah, I can’t take it anymore!”

He gets knocked down again. The Mew is, once again, on top of him.

Unlike last time, Alex is dragging himself across the ground in an effort to get away from the Mew.

But the Mew keeps him pinned down. “Look, seriously, I don’t want to do this. I probably shouldn’t have done that crazy lead-up… I’m not the kind of Pokémon to kill, but if Arceus found out, I’d be in trouble, and you’d be next. So this is better for both of us, honestly.”

Oblivious to what the Mew was saying, Alex continued to attempt to get away from the Mew.

The Mew just stares. “Are you really that headstrong? Look, I have you pinned down. I can read your mind. And I don’t think you’d be able to get away from me any time soon.”

Alex finally gives up. “What are you gonna do to me?”

The Mew groans. “How many times do I have to tell you? I’m not gonna hurt you!”

Alex shakes his head. “That’s not my point, what’s gonna happen to me?”

The Mew finally gets the point. “I see… well, I kinda need your help to save this world… if not several others. possibly including your own.”

Alex stares. “You’re joking. I’m literally just a 10-year-old boy. What can I do?”

The Mew laughs. “More than you think.”

And it teleports, with Alex, to some other place.

Description
The boy wakes up in a forest. He looks around for a second, then at his hands.

They’re still the same as before, except… somehow… he got a pair of fingerless gloves.

“What the? Where’d these come from?” he says.

A voice sounds from behind him. “I gave them to you while you were asleep. Throwing Poké Balls all the time starts to hurt with bare hands, I can tell.”

He whips his head around, looking for something. But to his dismay, he sees nothing but more trees.

He turns back around. “So it wasn’t kidding about dragging me into this world… Where am I, anyways? This definitely isn’t Pewter City.”

The voice laughs. “Actually, this is Route 1. So if you want to go to Pewter City, go ahead. But I can’t follow you there…”

The boy looks around again. “Okay, you’re beginning to freak me out. Who are you?”

The voice laughs some more. “Honestly, how can you not know? Do you need to see me to know who I am?”

The boy put his hand to his face. “You’re the Mew again, aren’t you?”

The voice returns. “Yep. That took long enough.”

The boy stops looking around. He knows that Mews can turn invisible and teleport at will, meaning he’d never find it that way.

But just as soon as he stops, a Mew flies out of a tree and knocks him down, face-first.

He tries to get up, but the Mew simply pushes him back down. It’s laughing like someone just told the funniest joke in existence.

The boy groans. “Will you at least let me stand up?”

The Mew continues to laugh. “Now, why would I do that, Eclipse?”

The boy groans louder. “Okay, first, I can’t help if I’m sprawled out on the ground like this, and second, my name isn’t actually Eclipse, that’s just a nickname I made. Call me Alex. Alex Jones.”

The Mew gets off him (to his surprise), and says “Well, now that you’re here, Eclipse is now your name. Not Alex Jones. And there’s no changing it.”

Alex groans again. “Maybe I should’ve just left the game alone after that incident…”

The Mew picks him up. “First, it’s too late to change the past, so deal with it. And second, if you did that, I’d never let you stay gone forever. So be glad I’m going easy on you.”

It then drops Alex again, and begins to fly off. “Just so you know, I do, in fact, need your help. So please just go along with this.”

The Mew disappears into the trees again. Alex shudders. “Yeah, I probably shouldn’t have gotten the game in the first place… after all, I have the Red version already.”

He hears a voice in his head, the Mew again. “Remember, I’m keeping an eye on you. I can’t exactly let you get away... if I did, Arceus would NOT be happy.”

He decides to start walking, maybe find a way to somewhere he could get help. The Mew was starting to act weird… even for a Mew.

The first idea was Professor Oak, but he decided otherwise. Oak wouldn’t be willing to help. That was for sure.

His second idea was Brock. Then he remembered Brock had gone elsewhere for the time being (he had tried to challenge the Gym before he knew about Mew). So that wasn’t an option at the time.

The third idea was one of his wildest, and he really doubted it would work. But it was worth a shot.

The Mew had said he was in Viridian Forest, so he started on his way to Pallet Town.

He got there relatively quick. Which was strange, no wild Pokémon had jumped out at him.

When he got there, the Mew’s voice appeared in his mind again. “What exactly are you doing in Pallet Town? I thought you were going to Pewter City!”

Yeah. He wasn’t going to tell the Mew. He has a right to privacy.

The Mew sounded annoyed when he said this. “Seriously, I told you I’m not going to hurt you! Kids these days…”

The voice faded out again. Now Alex was being more headstrong than worried. The Mew wasn’t going to take chances, but from what he heard about this, he’d rather take his own chances.

He started on his way to Ash Ketchum’s house. Ash wasn’t there, of course. He was in another region, adventuring. Once he got there, Mew’s voice returned yet again.

“I can see what you’re doing…”

Alex chuckled. He was about to repeat what he did before.

“Yes, I know you can see. But you don’t know my purpose.”

The Mew laughed. “That’s what you think. What if I want you to do this?”

Alex shrugs like he did during his conversation with Professor Oak. “It doesn’t matter. I’m a gamer, I know how these scenarios work.”

The Mew seems to grin. “Maybe you don’t know as much as you think you do.”

The Mew flies off. Alex is now puzzling over the situation.

But then he sees Brock walk toward Pewter City.

So he starts to walk that way.

But more thoughts fill his mind. Is Mew doing all of this? What is it trying to do? Why him?

So he decides to use his last resort. He walks to the Pokémon Lab.

He knocks on the door. Oak opens it.

“Well, well, well. Eclipse. Running to me now?”

Alex looks unimpressed. “Honestly, I don’t know why I came here. It was the only thing the Mew wouldn’t expect. And my name is Alex Jones. Not Eclipse.”

Oak nods. “So you’re running from it?”

Alex replies “In a sense… it keeps acting weird.”

Oak chuckles. “Why are you so worried about that? I know how that Mew works, it will keep it’s word.”

Alex shakes his head. “Actually, from everything I’ve heard, I’d rather take my chances.”

Oak stares. “Then… why didn’t you try and get help? That would do it, I’m sure.”

Alex yanks at his own hair. “That’s the problem, Oak. I was thinking someone who would believe me, and I came up with Delia Ketchum and Brock, but now I can’t tell whether the Mew wants me to do that or not. So I had to do something unexpected. And now I’m here.”

Oak can’t puzzle over this, either. “I can’t read minds like any Psychic Pokémon… and I doubt the Mew would let you figure it out until too late. For all we know, it’s set everything up so that, no matter what you do, Mew is the one who gets it’s way in the end.”

Alex hadn’t considered that. He was about to start thinking about that, when the Mew appeared on Oak’s head and ruffled it up. “You never let me have any fun…”

Alex jumps back. What was going on here?

The Mew smiles at Alex. “I never took anyone. That was a little ruse to get you curious and end up here. And as for Professor Redwood? He’s fine, just a little lost. Oak never was going to experiment on me, and he purposely gave you my Poké Ball instead of the Pikachu’s. But now that the game’s up, I need to make sure you don’t ACTUALLY freak out. Sorry about that, honestly, I needed to make sure you would get here, and that you’d not try to get back. Because I… kinda need your help.”

Alex isn’t taking chances. He starts running in the opposite direction.

The Mew groans in it’s normal voice. “Just like the other one. What did I do…”

It flies off after Alex.

Meanwhile, the boy is freaking out. “What if THAT is what’s fake, if it really was gonna... what if… what if… gah, I can’t take it anymore!”

He gets knocked down again. The Mew is, once again, on top of him.

Unlike last time, Alex is dragging himself across the ground in an effort to get away from the Mew.

But the Mew keeps him pinned down. “Look, seriously, I don’t want to do this. I probably shouldn’t have done that crazy lead-up… I’m not the kind of Pokémon to kill, but if Arceus found out, I’d be in trouble, and you’d be next. So this is better for both of us, honestly.”

Oblivious to what the Mew was saying, Alex continued to attempt to get away from the Mew.

The Mew just stares. “Are you really that headstrong? Look, I have you pinned down. I can read your mind. And I don’t think you’d be able to get away from me any time soon.”

Alex finally gives up. “What are you gonna do to me?”

The Mew groans. “How many times do I have to tell you? I’m not gonna hurt you!”

Alex shakes his head. “That’s not my point, what’s gonna happen to me?”

The Mew finally gets the point. “I see… well, I kinda need your help to save this world… if not several others. possibly including your own.”

Alex stares. “You’re joking. I’m literally just a 10-year-old boy. What can I do?”

The Mew laughs. “More than you think.”

And it teleports, with Alex, to some other place.