Do Mews make good fighters? Discalimer- The Shadow Gang do not belong to me. They belong to Chrissie Chimeria. Pokemon do not belong to me I wish they did but they don't. The S.A.S don't belong to me either. Practically nothing does. At least the character is mine, but she is in a Pokemon body so she doesn't really belong to me. I havn't wrote a chapter for a long time for obvious reasons. I would just like to point out now to anyone that I have another story but this is a Digimon one and I have a Dragonball Z one coming soon as well. It deals with the Androids. Awareness flooded back to Susan and blue. As she opened her eyes she was aware of a great pain and drowsiness. From what she could see she was in some form of green liquid. The liquid covered her entirely, yet she could breath normally. Susan moved the Mew’s head downwards and glanced at her body. It still was battered and bleeding and could feel the pain from the back of her head. The long gash stretching from her throat to her stomach was still bleeding slightly but the blood had started to clot. The other mind was silent a while before answering. < So you think we can win? But what element were they? They seemed to absorb physic power; there is no type that can do that. > While she was talking to Blue, Susan had started to stare out of the glass container. Because of the green liquid it was hard to look out but things had finally come into focus. She was in a small room, her container leaning against a wall. There was a guard in front of her container, his assault rifle pointed at her head. His face was hidden. Susan felt inside to see how much of her physic power she had left. There was almost none there. Susan began to concentrate on Blue. Susan then went into a kind of dose, while concentrating all her efforts on recharging, she was also going over her previous battles looking for mistakes or weak points in her attack. She was so involved in this task that she didn’t notice human activity around her until her container was lifted up. She looked all around to see what was happening. Three men in black had lifted her container and had placed it on a specially made trolley. The trolley was pure steel and there was a locking mechanism of some sort, which locked her container. She was then pushed out the room and down a corridor. At the end of the corridor the man in front stopped and knocked on a door. He then moved on to an elevator and they started the upward journey. A knock sounded on the door. The guards and their Pokemon stood up. “Well I hope you enjoyed out company, as we are leaving now. When you are questioned remember to say that your were not attacked by Team Rocket but by the new gang which is going to take their place We are called the Shadow gang. Farewell now.” The men in black left quickly locking the door behind them. After they left there was immediate panic. Ash, Joe, and Brock ignored all the frightened people around them and went over to where all the police were tied up. As soon as Officer Jenny and her companions were up they started to work. Half of the policemen and women went over to the door to try and destroy it. The other half tried to calm down the trainers in the room. Jenny was having problems trying to open a trap door that was hidden over the carpet. Brock hurried forward always anxious to please women. Ash and Joe just shook their heads as Brock made a fool of himself. Finally they got it open. Ash hurried forward expecting to see some guns or a tank or something. What he saw surprised him. “What is that?” he asked Jenny. “Well you see the people at this Pokemon center use this as a place to store junk. This is an old radio communicator. I’m going to use it to try and contact the army.” “But the army is nowhere near here.” Exclaimed Joe. “You forget the army took over the police station. They are very close to here. We are going to have to prepare for a fight. As Jenny worked with the radio, the other police people had calmed the trainers and lined them up into groups. Three Voltorbs and one Electrode rolled into position beside the door. Officer Jenny leaped to her feet “Ok, the troops are heading this way now.” “What are they, by the way?” “I think they are paratroopers, but they also have some heavy weapons and tanks. But hopefully it won’t come down to fighting. Ok everyone come away from the door.” The trainer with the Voltorbs waited until everyone was lined up against the far wall. “Ok guys, Explosion!” The rain was still pouring down from the heavens in a huge deluge. Pokemon were hidden at the bottom of their burrows or in their nests. There were no predators out this night. Only the water Pokemon rejoiced in the rain as it meant most of them could venture up on land. One Slowbro had been walking for too long and was lost. It ventured up to the side of a building where it could see men loading a van. It knew it didn’t like men but couldn’t remember why. Ah well, it thought couldn’t have been that important. It had something to do with its tail but it didn’t really care. It walked on. After the elevator Susan was taken to the main entrance of the Pokecenter. It was then that she saw the full size of the squad sent to the Pokecenter. There were close to three hundred men inside and she could see about another fifty inside one of the five trucks. Trucks are a loose term as these were armed to the teeth with machine guns and each had one big gun on the roof. All of the men she could see were heavily armed as well, with knives, grenades, a couple of handguns, as well as the conventional assault rifle. At the moment the men were loading stuff on to the vans. After straining herself Susan saw that the things were bits of the healing devices the Pokecenter used. She looked about more closely. To her right was a bag that seemed to be moving. She guessed that these must be the other Pokemon. Misty was just beside her container looking very forlorn. Susan wondered why she was still here and not with the other humans. In front of her some of the men were discussing something, when without warning a loud explosion rocked the building. Three of the men turned to one who just shrugged his shoulders. One of the men then shouted an order to hurry up the proceedings. All the men started to work then, moving everything out. Misty and the Pokemon were among the last to leave, but she was the last. As two men lifted her container she saw all the dark creatures surrounding them. As they came out of the shelter of the Pokecenter Susan noticed for the first time the true ferocity of the rain. They were approaching the biggest and best-armoured truck when they heard the deep thudding noise of the helicopters for the first time. The men of the Shadow gang were shocked for a moment before starting to fire. The truck turned all their anti- aircraft weapons and missiles at the sound of the helicopters. The night came alive with the sound of shooting. Instantly the paratroopers began to drop from their ropes. [Note from author- I’m designing these troops like the S.A.S, but I’m not sure if paratroopers are the right name. I’m calling them the A.T.A.S- Anti-Terrorist Aircraft Service. Basically those who have no idea of the S.A.S, they are a mean pack of men who are elite in all forms of combat but specialise in attacking from aircraft Rather like the Navy Seals but better.] While they dropped they began firing on the trucks and the personal round them. They landed on top on top of the Pokecenter and ran into firing positions. The trucks were taking their time to move their heavy weapons round to fire at the troops and in this time they were able to fire a lethal salvo into one of the five trucks. The extra top half of the truck, which housed all the heavy weapons, exploded. This didn’t damage the truck in any way other than that it was defenceless. But in this time the other four had successfully turned and the men inside poured out firing at the top of the Pokecenter. In this time also two more groups of A.T.A.S men dropped from their helicopters into the buildings alongside. The opening to the Pokecenter was a courtyard, with the building around the side in a circle with only one exit, one long road. The A.T.A.S men were now housed in the two buildings on the left and on the right and on top of the Pokecenter. Effectively they surrounded the Shadow gang, but they were outnumbered four to one. They only were able to take it a hundred men and once they Shadow gang were organised they could slaughter them. But for the moment at least there was panic in the center of the courtyard. The A.T.A.S. boys were all fitted with heat seeking goggles so they could see trough the rain while the Shadows could only catch fleeting glimpses. The men carrying Susan were rushing to the safety of the vans with the black creatures right behind them, when a stream of bullets caught them. Two died instantly while the third just dropped Susan and sprinted for the van. Two bullets passed trough the container Susan was housed in. One missed her while the other went through her left shoulder. She had no time to think about that at her container hit the ground after being dropped. Water began to leak out of the three holes quite quickly. As soon as her head was free Susan began to fight against her glass prison. Her tail cut a long slit witch she began to strike at with her paws. The glass cracked and then bust as she exploded out from it into the drenching rain. Within a couple of seconds she was clean of the green liquid but drenched to the skin. Her fur was slicked down flat. Susan turned tail and sprinted across the pavement. Even with her cats eyes she could see very little. She heard running behind her, she turned her head to see what when she stepped into a puddle. She was moving too quick and she fell head over heels into a wall. Painfully, her neck cut had reopened, she looked up. For the second time in less than three hours the twelve shadow creatures surrounded her. Their leader spoke up “There is no point in resistance. We beat you before when you were at full strength, what makes you think you can beat us now at low strength?” In response Susan bared her small pointed teeth, drew out her claws, and arched her tail. “Do you want to die?” “You will not kill me. Your masters want me alive. When you come to attack me I will at least injure one of you, if not kill one of you. Which one of you want to die?” The twelve dark creatures didn’t answer but they began to close on her from all sides forming a half circle round her. She began to fall back and retreat until her back was against a wall. One glance told her that she would be able to climb the wall but not quick enough. The twelve creatures would have too much time to attack. I need a diversion; she was thinking when it came. One of the A.T.A.S snipers shot a Shadow gang member that was quite close to them. As he died his finger had pulled the trigger of his assault rifle bullets still sprayed out of the gun though he was dead. The bullets came towards Susan and the twelve mystery Pokemon. All of them were able to dodge the bullets but to do this they took their attention of the small cat. Instead of jumping away Susan leaped onto the wall finding a grip with her claws. Paw over paw she started to pull herself up the wall. She jumped up again and caught hold of the roof. She just managed to throw herself onto the roof before five or six dark energy blasts struck the place that she had been. Once on the roof she took a few seconds to take stock of what was happening around her. Unfortunately the roof she was on was one of the few that were empty of A.T.A.S. men. The closest were on the Pokecenter but that was over a jump away. Below her all the shadow creatures were firing at the building. Sooner or later it would collapse and leave her open to their attacks. On the courtyard the Shadow gang members had finally become organised. Their four remaining trucks with weapons fired continually at the three buildings, which housed the A.T.A.S. men. These didn’t hit any of them but it meant that they could only fire scattered shots. With less fire on them the Shadow gang split into four groups of 110 each (60 had died so far). While under cover from one of the vans one group ran towards the Pokecenter. They planned to get inside the building so they could get up to the roof. There were only 33 men on the Pokecenter so the odds were for them. As they got close to the Pokecenter they became open to increased gunfire and grenade attacks. 10 died in the sprint to the Pokecenter. Susan watched as they ran up to the doors. For some reason they didn’t go through. She suddenly realised what was wrong when they started to fire at the door. The police must have locked it. The door was thick and bullet proof and the A.T.A.S men were slaughtering them from above. Too late they saw that they were being ripped apart and they fled back to the vans with only half of their number still alive. Susan stood up. She placed her paws in front of her palms outward. As she began to concentrate a small green ball of physic energy formed. It slowly grew and the green colour intensified as the physic energy became more concentrated. Behind her the wall finally collapsed. Immediately the black things were jumping up the wall onto the roof. They ran over to where the Mew was standing. Just before they reached the Mew leaped into the air. The leader of the dark creatures had been the only one who hadn’t ran over. Instead he fired a blast of black energy. Susan was dropping through the air toward the van. She had jumped so as to shorten the distance for her blast to move. She felt the energy moving behind her, but it wasn’t quick enough. Waiting till she was only a couple of meters from the van she fired. Seconds after firing she was hit by the black beam. The pain of it was so much she didn’t feel the explosion from the van throw her ten feet into the air. She landed with a sickening thud and bounced a couple of times before lying still. Susan was staring up at the stars when they were blocked by a couple of shadow. She forced her eyes to focus in on the black creatures that were looking down at her. The leader flipped her over onto her stomach and bit into her neck. Time seemed to slow down incredibly as the teeth sliced through her skin. She could feel the double thud- thud of her two hearts pumping blood around her veins. She could feel her physic waning as darkness leaped forward to encroach her. This is it, she thought no more life. Well it was fun while it lasted but she wished she could have had the chance to beat Mewtwo or find out what these new Pokemon really were. Oh well, have to be optimistic, heaven won’t be that bad. Her last thought was snubbed out as her eyes closed. Ash and the police had just managed to close the doors before the men had reached. They had done this action to save their lives but they hadn’t been prepared to see the men in black killed so ruthlessly. They had all turned away quickly to avoid seeing the death but the little they had seen shocked them. They were forced to go look out the window to avoid seeing the blood. From what they could see the armies were winning, already one truck was out of action. A bright light attracted their attention. It seemed to be at the top of a building. As everyone crowded round the window the light seemed to jump into the air. There was a brief letup of rain and they saw that it was the Mew. They watched in awe as it shot out a beam of green light at one of the vans. It seemed just to go through the van. The explosion came seconds later throwing the pink animal out of sight. The blast didn’t damage any of the three working vans but it detonated the already damaged van. The two explosions wrecked the courtyard and sent dust everywhere cloaking the Shadow gang and their vans from view. No matter how much Ash looked all he could see was dust. “We have to get out there.” Ash shouted running to the door. Officer Jenny and one of her officers grabbed him and pulled him back. “Its too dangerous to go out there. Most of the Shadow gang will still be alive. We have to wait.” One of the smaller kids spoke up. “Was that a Mew?” Jenny turned to him and all the other trainers. “Yes, that was a Mew. A little while ago we discovered a Mew. This is probably the reason those guys attacked here.” “What about our Pokemon?” “We have to hope that the army will capture the Shadow gang and your Pokemon. We have to patient. No one here has to die. Police backup should be here soon” Ash, Brock, and Joe walked over to some chairs and sat down. Other trainers sat down with them. Most of them didn’t know each other but they were united by their loss of Pokemon. There were two girls and three boys. The two girls were travelling partners and were about twelve to thirteen. The boys were all lone trainers, aged eight, eleven, and fifteen. These trainers between them owned all the Pokemon that had been with Susan from some incredible coincidence. “They have my Vaporeon and my Meowth.” Said Catherine “I really put a lot of training into Vaporeon. It knew Blizzard and Hydro Pump, the best of two elements. Which did you lose Lizzy?” “They have my Gloom. What about the rest of you guys?” The eight-year-old had been a bug catcher, while the eleven-year-old had been training to be a Hiker with the Sandslash and the Rhyhorn. The last boy was a bit of a nerd with glasses; he had owned the Raichu. They were all looking out the window when they heard three engines start up. “It’s the vans!” shouted Super freak John “The vans are moving away!” Harper looked over the battle scene, or as much as he could see with all the dust. Up to when they had left the Pokeceneter things were doing excellently. Their plan had been to capture the Mew and test out their capabilities as a fighting force. They had managed to infiltrate the Pokeceneter and make everyone hostages within twenty minutes. They hadn’t found the Mew immediately but when she attacked they had been able to defeat her with relative ease. The legendary creature seemed to have submitted. But as soon as they had got outside a catalogue of disasters had started. From out of nowhere the army had arrived. Not only were they the army but an elite unit. They had killed many of his unit without suffering a loss. But the Shadow gang had more men; four hundred were only the tip of the iceberg. But it was worrying, that the army had been able to kill sixty of them. That Mew on the other hand. He clenched his fists. There had been seventy men in the van; all were dead now and one van gone thanks to that one Pokemon. In a belt on his side he had a knife. It was a special knife, at least to him. He used it to kill his enemies, by slitting their throats. That Mew was going to get the same treatment. He heard the soft padding of paws scrapping the pavement. As he stared forward he saw twelve shadows moving towards him. Even though they were very useful to him he hated these new experiments created by Dr Mhuy. At some point in the future he promised himself to kill them. The only problem was that his commander liked them so his hands were tied. The leader seemed to be dragging something behind him. His eyebrows lifted as he saw what it was. “So you have finally got that creature under control?” The black creature withdrew his teeth from the small cat neck. He licked the blood from his teeth. “She won’t be bothering us anymore.” He knocked the limb body over Harper. He lifted her up with one hand and hit it with the other. She didn’t move. He then stabbed her with his knife through her stomach. She still didn’t move. “Yes she is dead. How did you kill her?” “I bit through her neck.” “A vampire, eh? I suppose you drained her life energy before she died. Take the corpse away.” The creatures melted away dragging the body with them. Harper called to his aide “Get everyone into the vans. We’re moving out.” The aide looked shocked. “But sir the enemy, it’s…” “Shut up and move them into the vans!” Within a couple of minutes the remaining 270 men were in the vans. As the fourth van moved out of the courtyard the mist cleared and all of the A.T.A.S guns concentrated on it. To the distress of the people in it the bullets managed to stop it. The men poured out desperate to get away. But finally the police backup had arrived just missing the other three vans. The fifty men fought back bravely but the odds were way against them and after ten deaths they submitted. They were being loaded into a police van when Officer Jenny and the others finally came out. The first thing the trainers did was to run over to the van to look for their Pokemon. “Rai, rai!” The large electrical Pokemon jumped out of the van leaping into his trainer’s arms. A Venomoth flew from the inside of the wrecked van. While the two boys rejoiced Joe, Brock, Ash, and two girls searched the entire van but to no avail. Finally they gave up and moved out into the rain again. They moved towards Officer Jenny but Nurse Joy who dragged them off to bed intercepted them. Inside the Pokecenter the trainers all had interesting dreams chief among them about small pink cats and people dying. Disturbing to say the least. Outside the doctors tried to sort out which of the blood belonged to the Mew but there was so much belonging to the Shadow Gang they had to give up. There was no trace left of Mew on the battlefield Well to quote a Linkin Park song. "I tried so hard and I got so far but in the end it doesn't really matter." I had great ideas for this story but it may go into liquidation. I'm not asking for anything for once. Any one of you silent readers, watch this space. It may never appear again. If have a good week I will go on. Oh and Merry Christmas! Suiceene