Subject: [PW!] Counter Earth: The Next Step
Date: Tuesday, November 16, 1999 8:21 PM
Standard Disclaimor: This story is a pseudo-NC. Meaning that absolutely
nothing in this story will affect anyone except from Steve Fugues in typical
continuity of PW!. This story has Steve traveling to an alternate dimension.
As such, he will be affected. But no one else will because their existence in
this dimension is completely independent of their existence in the rest of PW!
The discussion room of the Team Rocket base was dimly lit today, eagerly
awaiting the arrival of the Team's leader. It wasn't uncommon for him not to
be on time. Especially with the recent turn of events with news of the Pokemon
League trying to take over the legendary birds. But the reason for the
tardiness didn't make the tension any more bearable.
"New information has been brought to my attention," said Giovanni as he
finally entered the room. "And I have come to conclusion that we must battle
the Pokemon League head on if we have any hope for success."
"How are we supposed to take on the entire League?" someone shouted.
"A new gym leader has proposed that the Pokemon League hold an official
tournament," said Giovanni as he projected a slide onto the wall. "Some person
who was a Magikarp but reverted back to human. We will get the element of
surprise against the gym leaders."
"And that's our best chance at stopping them?" Steve asked.
"That is our *only* chance," said Giovanni. "We will begin taking volunteers
"I'll be the first," someone new shouted. It was Ash Ketchum, would be
Pokemon master if he hadn't been caught helping out Team Rocket in the past.
"I'll be able to prove once and for all that I am the world's greatest Pokemon
"Are you sure you can defeat Gary?" Giovanni asked.
"What's that supposed to mean?!?" Ash asked defensively. Giovanni sighed,
this would be a long week.
"Steven," said Mewtwo, "I believe that you are ready for the next step of your
"What would that be?" Steve asked, less enthusiastic then he could be. And
who could blame him after his recent losses? But just as Steve finished his
sentence, he was teleported underwater near a home of tentacools.
At first Steve thought he would drown, what with the water surrounding him at
all sides and everything. But he realized that Mewtwo had formed a psychic
sheild to prevent that from happening. He existed in his own bubble completely
isolated from the rest of the world. Not too unusual considering his recent
"It started about five years ago," said Mewtwo. "Actually, it had been
brewing for decades beforehand. But it was about five years ago that the major
catalyst happened which changed everything as we know it."
"What would that be?" Steve asked.
"The war," Mewtwo said. "A giant tentacruel, hundreds of feet tall, arose
from these waters and led an army to fight against the humans. He felt that
the Pokemon of the world had been oppressed. And thought to do something about
"So he rebelled?" asked Steve.
"Correct," said Mewtwo. "His wraith killed thousands of people and destroyed
hundreds of villains before he was finally subdued. Weapons were useless
against him--conventional one's anyway. It took the combined efforts of
Sabrina, Lt. Surge, and the Elite Four before he was finally defeated."
"So then what?"
"The League swore to never let another tragedy like that happen ever again,"
said Mewtwo. "They felt that the master/slave relationship needed to be
enforced. To prevent a future rebellion. To lead stronger and stronger
Pokemon to battle any new threats That was the point where Giovanni and I
decided to form an unholy alliance. To be sure that the Pokemon League would
never get out of hand and that Pokemon would have a way to deal with their
inert need for liberation without mass slayings."
"And you honesly think that you'll be able to prevent another massacre?" Steve
asked, a little low on air by now.
"We must at least try," said Mewtwo as he waved his hand, teleporting Steve
once again. This time they were in a new place. A dark and quiet place at the
side of a lake.
"Where are we?" Steve asked.
"The Safari Zone," said Mewtwo.
Steve looked around him in the moon lit Park. The atmosphere was different
now. Bullet shells littered the scene. The Pokemon seemed to be few and far
between. Mewtwo noticed the confused look on Steve's face.
"This place is different in your world, isn't it?" he said. "In our world,
the Safari Zone became a hunting ground for people. Who knows how much
innocent blood was spilt so that some person could hang up a head on his wall.
This place has become a place to nurture the darker side of man, the side which
sought to dominate and kill for sport."
Steve looked around him. The ground was covered with light drops of blood and
the cries of animals filled the air. This was not the Disneyland type of
amusement park he had read about before. This was merely a killing field.
"Hasn't... anyone tried to stop this?" asked Steve. "You'd think that the
Animal Rights groups would have a field day with this place."
"Since when has the League respected the rights of Pokemon?" asked Mewtwo.
"Before the killings started, the Pokemon here were forced against their will
to be slaves of trainers. Yet no one protested then. A sentence of death is
no worse than a sentence of chains. Do you understand what your purpose here
Steve nodded. It wasn't just about fighting the good fight. It wasn't even
about Karen. Or at least not at this instant. It was about helping creatures
which never really stood a chance against the dominating nature of man to
"Yet in this place," Mewtwo continued, "there is also hope. A hope that has
existed for thousands of years and has rested here untouched by man. Steven
Fugues, I bring you Lung-Wang."
Mewtwo extended his hand and a sphere of energy started forming from the lake.
Ripples began to surround a solitary figure. Out of the depths of the water,
a single Dragonaire began to rise.
"This is Lung Wang," said Mewtwo, "he is a dragon who pre-dates Christ
himself. Cursed, however, he is unable to evolve. His lineage is a very
powerful one indeed. The cloths you wear today wear sewn using the shed skins
Steve looked in awe at the creature. He had never seen a real dragon type
Pokemon before. Or if he had, he certainly couldn't remember it seeing as how
Gil Bates wiped his memory clean of the past. The Dragonaire was beautiful.
Elegant, sleek, yet powerful. They had once, like the birds, been passed off
as merely a myth. How fitting that he receive a legendary type of Pokemon to
help him deal with the legendary birds.
"Lung-Wang will serve you well on your upcoming mission," said Mewtwo. "In
order to command his power, however, you must take this amulet."
Mewtwo handed Steve a metallic amulet with a crystal clear gem encrusted onto
it. The amulet looked like it was centuries old, and had old writings on it
which Steve could not recognize.
"What is this for?" Steve asked.
"A good luck charm," Mewtwo explained. "But be warned, your life will change
as fate begins to grow more and more dangerous."
"That's a good thing?" Steve asked, more than skeptically.
"You are the Visapakal," said Mewtwo, "you're job is to fight. But this
amulet is also Lung-Wang's new home. Lung-Wang, a dragon who existed before
Pokeballs did. Hundreds of years ago, an extremely talented alchemist forged
this for the specific purpose of being the first means of storage for Pokemon.
Unfortunately, he was unable to produce any others throughout his lifetime."
Steve wore the amulet around his neck and held it in his hands. Trying to
dicipher the meaning but being unable to. Such is the puzzle of life itself.
As Steve came to understand what the title itself as the Visapakal meant,
however, he frowned in disappointment. He would come into more contact with
creatures of the night, placing anyone he might care about in the future in
even more risk. He didn't know if he could handle that. He didn't know if he
could handle another incident like what happened to Karen. But there was no
time for such thoughts. Not in Mewtwo's eyes, anyway.
"Lung-Wang, return to your new home," said Mewtwo. The dragon Pokemon flew
towards Steve and began to energize itself, entering into the gem. As it did
so, the gem went from clear to a deep, rich, blue color. And with a blink of
the eye, Mewtwo, teleported him and Steve away one more time.
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