by IcyPikachu and Adrian Tymes
Icy checked the clock mounted on the wall. “9:45” it read. “Well, I guess it’s time to meet whoever that was.” He left his room and headed for the main bridge. Luckily, no one was paying attention to the little Pikachu since they were too bust wondering if the rumors of a bomb on the ship were true. He made it to the main bridge, but no one was there.
“Psst. Over here,” someone whispered.
“Huh. Who’s there?” Icy looked around. Then, a Ditto slowly materialized.
“I’m Mimic. Pleased to meet you, Icy. I’ve been looking foreword to this.” Icy was too stunned to respond.
“Rumors true? Is Icy…human?”
Icy blinked. “I was…” He quickly summed up his recent history for the nth time. “And you?”
“Icy hear of city-destroyer pokemon?”
“That one that put Surge out of business for a while? What about it?”
“Icy ask who Mimic is.”
“You…?” Icy backed away slowly.
“That Mimic’s brother. Mimic has same powers, but no want destroy everyone.”
“So, those were all the same pokemon. A single Ditto, just like the rumors said. But, how could one Ditto do so much?”
“No just ditto. Altered, like Mewtwo. This why Mewtwo contact Mimic. Mewtwo want help. Mimic refuse. Icy refuse.” Mimic looked to one side. “*MEW* refuse.”
A Diglett squirmed out of the shadows. “Interesting. I did not think you could spot me like this.”
Icy sweat dropped. “Uh, Mimic, that isn’t a Mew…”
“Is agent. Mew take over minds. Mew crazy,” Mimic snorted.
“’Crazy’, am I? This, coming from someone who toys with humans at every other level…and I do mean every level, after this cruise. I wonder if you’ve developed…feelings for some of them.”
“Mimic no know what Mew talking about.”
“No? Are you sure? Perhaps if I were to toy with that little 'test subject’ of yours…”
“Mew do what Mew wants. Icy see Mew. Is preoccupied. Maybe not able save humans on ship when Mewtwo arrive.”
Icy took a moment to register that Mimic was talking to him again. “Save…? Uh-uh. I’m not a hero.”
“…”
“Look, just because…”
Mimic cut him off. “No need explain. Icy no want save ship, Mimic no can force. Mimic thought not-trainer friend help.”
“’Not-trainer’?”
“Mimic recognize scent of one who give Icy translator.”
Icy looked at his translator. “Oh, you mean Quethiril.”
“No know name. May be, may be not. By way, why use translator? Why not speak normal? Icy was human, so Icy once spoke…did Icy?”
It took a second for Icy to realize he had been speaking through his translator all along, rather than using normal poke-speak. The device had already become second nature to him. “I can’t, not like this.”
“Icy can. All Pokemon physically capable; most just no know how. Mimic teach Icy, if Icy help Mimic.”
“Look, I told you…”
“No now, Mimic know. Maybe later.”
Casting his ear to the humans below, Icy heard some voices talking about bomb rumors. “I better go. Maybe we will meet again some day Mimic.”
“Bye, Icy. Good luck!” Mimic melted into the background. “Mimic hope meet Icy again, too. Mimic want discuss more with human pokemon, Mimic sure.”
To Be Continued…
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