The Legend of Pura

[Cheshire_kat24]

The Legend of Pura

"He'll come back won't he?"
"The Prophecies depict it. One day Our creator will return and lead us to a land of peace."
"But Mom. There is nothing left."

Five hundred years had come and gone. Five hundred years of living under the poison skies of a world that they had destroyed. Five hundred years since the great wars had wiped the very life and soul from the face of the planet. The surface of the world was nothing but a vast desert filled with poison gas, the sun was their enemy, burning away all life and sources of water from the world. Those beings who were strong enough had built cities underground, away from the harsh glare of the sun. The cities spread, making the surface unstable. It wasn't until the invention of a field generator that more stable cities could be built. The Generators allowed the cities to be built under rock that would otherwise crumble. Clustered around these generators were the last remnants of life on Earth.
The species known as "Human" had been wiped out by an artifical plegue more than 400 years ago. It had been the last line of defense of the species known only as "mew." The wars had lasted long, taking away many of the earths resources and life. It began with a campaign against the home place of the Mew, issued by human rulers.
The first atomic blast was not the last.
In retaliation, the Mews created their own weapons, and began raids on the human settlements. In turn, the humans would send a missle toward the new home of the Mews. Legend has it that top scientists of the Mew developed a super-virus that would only attack humans. To be safe, every Mew was given a vaccine. The humans, dicovering too late the cure and cause of the virus, sent off a payload of warheads toward key locations on the planet. The last of the humans died with the last of the life on the surface of Earth.
The Mews, after discovering the destination of the warheads arranged armies to fly forth and stop them. Only a few were successful. Those who had died in the blasts were immortialised forever as the "The Fallen" The Fallen became a symbol of ultimate sacrifice. The Mews, unified in their plight against the humans, now faced another challenge, the conflict amung themselves. None had the right to claim leader, and none had enough resources to wage a campaign. So the Mews decided to settle on differant landmasses, for the time their dfferances put aside.
During the 200 years of peace that followed, armies were amassed, land and resources had been claimed, the mews fought each other for technology and resources. The most precious of these was water. Water is life. Thier bodies needed water to live, water was needed to run equipment. Most of the water in the world had been obliterated or polluted to dangerous levels. In these harsh times, a new religion emerged. Gone were the gods of the ancestors, now there only remained a story of hope.
Long before the wars, long before the world was destroyed, mews had lived in peace, lead by the First. The First Mew was a wise and good soul, weilding the powers of the gods with an even hand. Legend said that he had led his people out of misery and into a new world. Before his death, the First said that one day he would return, when his people were is peril, and lead them to a new world, a new kingdom. Pura.
This became known as the Legend of Pura.
Purites became widespread, taking thier religion and practice seriously. Books had been written, and most clung to tomes of ancient knowledge. Monastaries were built, where Mews studied in the ways of the First. All were seeking signs, looking for hope under every rock, reading the dust strewn across the red skies. There were a list of signs that the first would come. The First would lead them to a new world when they were in trouble.

"But surely there could be no better time than now. We're all doomed."

Only seven cities had been left. Only seven cities where Mews could settle, clustered around the bases of the generator spires, gathering what materials they had. With every new generation, powers had faded, until only those in highest positions were able to use their powers. The vaccine had gradually killed away all ability to use special powers. The mews coped as best they could, however each new generation was born with less and less ability.
This is the world they lived in. The First would come and restore thier heavenly gifts. The gifts would be given to those who earned them. The First is always watching.

This is the setting of the RP. As you see I have left things very wide open. There are many classes and positions to choose from. I do have a definate plan in mind, and I will do my best to accomadate for everyone. Your Mew is allowed to have powers, however know that the general society may not take them too well. If your character is too powerful or flaunts too much, he/she will be seen and delt with within the properties of the story. Magic on this world is dead, as there is nothing left to draw magic from. Technology on the other hand is a must. Good Luck everyone.

Please no OOC comments on this thread, use another thread or PM. I'm trying to keep the continuity of the story going.

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"Michael."

Nothing.

"Wake up."

No movement.

"Michael. Time to get up." The female creature pushed the sleeping one until it rolled over. He yawned, quickly followed by a small "Mew" coming from his mouth. He stretched his arms and wings before his eyes opened. He looked around to find his mother smiling down at him.

"Hey Mom." Michael responded.

"Morning. If you want to eat you better hurry." Michaels mother smiled and kissed him on his forehead. She then slid off the bed, or what looked like a bed, and made her way to where the food was. Michael watched his Mew mother walk gracefully out of his room. He sat for a moment as his eyes came into focus, then slid off the bed and followed.

Michael was a Mew like his mother, but both he and his mother had a pair of wings attached to their backs, distinguishing them from other Mews. Very few Mews had these wings behind them, and thus these winged ones were considered to be illegitimate Mews. The winged Mews were not considered part of the Mew race. Somewhere along the family tree, a Mew had cross bread with something else, and inherited the feathery attachments. Not much else was known.

Michael sat down at the makeshift table and joined his family with another family. Michael's family weren't the richest Mews, but not poor either. Michael was an only child because of this, his mother and father couldn't support anymore kittens. However, to improve their lives, Michael's family lived with another family of winged Mews. This allowed them to survive easier, and defend themselves against thieves or those Mews that had their psychic powers. Michael, his family, and the other family had completely lost their psychic abilities. They only had a few weapons and each other to defend themselves. Not only did they need to defend themselves, the winged Mews needed to stick together, as other Mews looked down upon them.

He finished eating whatever they considered food. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't delicious either, it simply made do. He excused himself from the table and went outside. He was mostly a loner, and had a few friends. He was one of a countless number of Mews, only his wings made him stand out. This wasn't necessarily a good thing, as he was teased constantly about it. However, he was now 17 and such teasing didn't bother him anymore.

Michael went to the same place he went at least once a day; a big clearing with plenty of open space. He had been trying for years to actually put his wings to use. Even though the winged Mews had fully functional wings attached to their backs, only a pawful could actually fly with them. The wings were too weak and too small for flight. Michael had been trying for years to get his wings to lift his body, but to no avail. All he could do was glide with them. Still, he was determined, as he swore his wings were getting stronger the harder he pushed himself. If the First could fly, why can't he?

[Cheshire_kat24]

someone is out there.

out where?

over there...moving around.

She fidgeted inside the rough blankets where her body had been carelessly tossed the night before. Her parents had moved on, uncareing about what their daughters fate may be.

It wasn't Espers fault that she had been born blind, however it would be a tremendous burden on her family if she was unable to keep up with them due to her handicap. They had discovered that her vison would not be returning soon after her fifth bithday. Esper was now seven, and her family couldn't afford the doctors bills anymore. Not that they would miss her, there were five others at home.

The smell of feathers and a loud thud. A small something, but with with weight, air resistance, the air flow has changed, feathers, thud. Did this person see her? Probably not. She did land near a rock, she must look like part of the rock. Could they smell her? Either way she was hurt, she needed some kind of help.

The smell of feathers again. Esper called out, her voice not holding any words just a call. She waited before calling out again. Would they hear?

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Michael was so focused on trying to achieve flight that nothing could distract him. He leapt and flapped his wings as hard as he could take, but only to slowly fall back down. He could only gently fall with his wings, it seemed that would be all he could do. Fighting gravity was a difficult battle.

He landed one final time and didn't try again. He simply stood there and looked around, having been defeated by gravity once again. Once he stopped, he finally heard something other then his own thuds and grunts. His ears twitched as he heard something nearby. It was unusual for others to be around here; this place was wide open and had nothing to offer to Mews.

He took a step forward, listening for the noise, trying to hear where it was coming from. He had excellent hearing and eyesight, but a sound in this place is hard to find. He heard the noise again and this time followed it. He moved over to what sounded like the source, which took him to a rock. A large, tall, dirty, boring rock. He was about 4 feet tall, so many things were tall to him. It wasn't until he looked up and found something else that wasn't so boring. At the top of the rock was a Mewtwo; a young Mewtwo; a young female Mewtwo.

"Hello up there? Are you okay?" He had never met this Mewtwo before.

[Orgun]

He stood just outside of a tunnel entrance, observing the city in the distance, how he longed to go to it, to experience the bustle of city life again. But he knew he couldn't, he sighed remembering the incident, the screaming and the angry accusations, all directed at him.

He looked down at his claws, so different from others, five digits instead of 3, he hadn't always been this way but suddenly he had changed and others got hurt because of it.

He dropped his claws to his sides again and continued to look over at the city, but his observations were interrupted by a dull thud to his right. He turned to look and saw two small forms moving. He immediately backed up into the tunnel and hid within the shadows, this was another ability he had developed, his body slowly merging with the darkness.

As well as aiding him at times it also caused further fear from others, what manner of creature walked round with a shroud constantly flicking out from him, yes he had learned to control its size but it was always there.

He silently watched the two in the distance wondering what they would do.

[hakaryu]

" Momma we're hungry"

A soft groan emits from under a blanket.
" Again? I just fed all 20 of you a few hours ago."
Several small cat like creatures crawl over to a 12 foot figure laying on the grass covered ground
" yeah but we're hungry again"
Two of the small creatures crawl up ontop of the big one. A little green and orange kitten looks sinks his fangs into the arm of the big creature

" owww. Stop that."

The animal rose up off of the ground, the blanket covering it slipped to the ground to reveal an incredibaly tall female. Her body was oddly proportioned making her look like a stretched 12 foot tall mew. Two characteristics mixed together with mew traits. Shiny silver fur covered her entire body. As she stretched four white wings unfurled from her back.

" All of you wait just a little longer and im sure i can get food for all of us"

[Jaxtwo]

"How many times have I done this, and I still hate it..."

A faint blue paw rose above his brow as he looks up at the blistering desert sun with one eye closed, the once golden rays now flowing a sickly green from the atmosphere. He brushed his hair and fur out of the way, the metallic joint protruding from his wrist touching his forehead.

"I've been walking these deserts for God knows how long. If only I could still fly..."

Jaxtsuu readjusted his scarf and put his paw back under the shabby cloak, the wind and sand still pelting him. His clawed feet dug into the sand, pushing him ever forward to a city he wasn't even sure was there. The greed of humans had destroyed their civilization, leaving him torn inside. The ones he had sworn to protect, now all gone.

He had tried to help them of course. But after meeting the race of Mews and 'Twos, he had lost his love for humans. In the end, he had stayed on the sidelines, watching the two races destroy eachother. But the craftyness of the Mews had proven all too effective... Even against him...

The plague created to wipe out humans had not left Jaxtsuu unaffected. He had lost all traces of his human form, the Mewtwo being all that was left. Scars littered his body, and the rusty clockwork of machinery on his wrist and spine were a constant reminder of what he had lost.

Even his power was weining. The guardian's powers were drawn from those beings around him, that inhabited that world. But it had been years since he had seen a fellow Mew, and nearly 400 years since he had seen a true human.

"And if I can't find this Mew settlement, then I don't know what I'll do..."

He squinted into the sandstorm and pressed onward, praying that the rocky hills beyond the desert would be home to something... Anything...

[ShadowedFigure]

A good distance away there was a low frequency boom followed by a minute flash as a small round object dropped from 20 feet above ground level and hit the ground with a thud. It emited a few various noises as it took pictures across the spectrum; it tested soil, air, temperature, and other various things then sent out a tightbeam psychic transmition.

Several minutes later a larger rift opened closer to to the ground and a figure wearing a light enviromental armor. The rift closed and the figure looked arround, in the distance he saw the hills where the x-ray had shown tunnals reaching the surface.

Normaly he would have writen off this place as uninhabited and gone on with the rest of his day's work but 1.) He was bored that day, and 2.) The tunels didn't look like natural formations. He bent over and retreived the little recon probe from the ground and placed it in his hardpack, then looking back up he started walking towards his destination. He opened up a channel on his helmets comm unit, "Transmition process sucsessful, proceeding to waypoint."

This place didn't just look dead, it felt dead too, he couldn't feel any psychic radicals at all, not even emitions left by other living beings. He shugged the feeling off and kept his pace.

[Cheshire_kat24]

Esper heard a voice at her side. Was it the other? She had no choice but to risk it. "Help! Please!" She turned her head toward the noise, her eyes open yet vacant. A smell...yes, there was someone there! Esper tried moving toward the smell, the sounds. "Help, my leg hurts." She was thirsty too, and hungry, but right now she was more scared than anything.

[Cheshire_kat24]

In the distance there is what seems to be a large glowing blue bubble, perched upon the surface of the cracked dry earth. Upon closer inspection one can see that is a city, protected from the elements by a large blue shield. In order to create such a sheild it must take a considerable amount of power. From this point, it seems to be no more than a days journey.

[Jaxtwo]

The sandstorm had finally stopped, and Jaxtsuu had decided to take a short rest before continuing onward. He spied a small outcropping of boulders and figured it was as good a place as any in this empty desert. He lowered the scarf from his muzzle and made for the grouping of rocks, but stopped.

~Voices... I hear voices!~

He slowed his pace, creeping cautiously around the rust colored outcropping. There were two voices he had heard, one small and feminine, the other more masculine, but still relatively small. He crouched down and leaned around the rock, and spied the strangest Mew he had seen in years. This was a winged Mew, rare indeed.

But the Mew's attention was not on Jaxtsuu, but on what appeared to be a pile of blankets, almost the same color as the rock.

He watched silently, half out of anxiousness, half out of fear of what this Mew was capable of.

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Michael looked at the Mewtwo in front of him, trying to make sense of what he saw. She acted strangely; he had never seen a Mewtwo by itself struggling for help like this. Her eyes looked different; she wasn't actually looking at his eyes, only in his direction. Michael climbed the rock to get closer to the female Mewtwo.

"What's wrong with your leg?" He looked down at her. She looked like she had been here for a while.

[Cheshire_kat24]

"i don't know, it hurts." She tried moving, but the blankets were wrapped up pretty tight. "I think I hurt it last night when I landed here." Her head tilted for a moment. "Whats your name? I'm Esper." She leaned in closer, yes this was the smell. Others were around as well, she could tell that much. Dust, sand, everything had an individual smell.

[Orgun]

He strained to hear what the two in the distance were saying but he was simply to far away. He grunted in annoyance and looked around in hope that there would be another vantage point closer to them.

To his surprise he saw another figure leaning round a rock spying on the others. "Best I stay here for the moment" he muttered to himself.

He dropped to a crouch and watched this other 'spy'.

[Ctrl Alt Del 123]

He could tell this Mewtwo was different; she sniffed him instead of looking at him. It didn't take him long to guess that she might be blind, that would explain her behavior. A blind Mew out here didn't stand much of a chance once the sky became dark. She needed help.

"My name is Michael, nice to meet you." He looked down at her again, noticing how entangled she was. She wasn't going anywhere unless she could see how to untangle herself. "Hold on, don't move, I'm going to try and untangle you..." The Mew bent over and began to unravel layer after layer of blanket. Finally, she was free and he could see her damaged leg.

"Can you walk on your leg? I don't know if I'm strong enough to carry you, and you can't stay here after dark." He stood up and looked around. Maybe someone else could help carry her, because he just wasn't big enough or strong enough to carry a Mewtwo. He needed someone's help.

[mew2cool]

"what's all this about, can't one sleep at peace these days?" Will raised his head from under a large piece of cardboard. he looked at the two blurry characters for a while with his mouth slightly open. "is it morning already?" he rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times to focus. he had deep red eyes, and scars on his body from several fights. "you...have wings. did they get me? am i dead?" he stood up and stretched his 10-foot body and yawned. "no..i'm alive. but what's wrong with you, little one?" he said, looking at the injured mewtwo.

[The_Evil_Mewthree]

*elsewhere, an aged metal hatch in the desert wasteland lies hidden under dirt and rubble, and beneath it is a secret facility where what seemingly appears to be a white mewtwo with green wings and colorings paces timidly*

Mewthree: And... now I go to the surface...?
???: Yes, it is time. You cannot hide down here any longer.
Mewthree: What do I do when I go up? I should see what the world is like now, I should meet the inhabitants... *starts for the lift that leads to the escape hatch*
???: Indeed, do whatever you want... but remember my wish...!
Mewthree: . . . *turns back to face a mass of skeletal remains* Yes, my beloved.

*he knew that the bones arranged so neatly were once his beloved Dr. Tenecha; who had met the fate of the virus created by the Mews all those years ago. What he didn't know was why he thought he still hears her voice talking to him even after centuries of being alone in the forgotten underground bunker*

Mewthree: *closes his green eyes for a moment* In time, it shall be done...

*Mewthree puts on a dark overcoat and a top hat to conceal himself, then goes up and out of the underground bunker, and begins to walk slowly across the tattered remains of the Earth, the Earth he has not set foot on since the end of the great war between the humans and the mews*

[Jaxtwo]

~Oh... Must be one of the "good" Mews...~

Jax stood up once more and contemplated approaching the winged mew. He threw the scarf around his neck and began to head around the outcropping... but stopped.

What little power he had left was giving him an uneasy feeling. There were others nearby, he couldn't tell what they were, or how many, but he was sure they were there.

~Damn! I'm not ready for this...~

He ducked down and let his tattered robes brush the sandy ground, trying hard not to let himself be seen.

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Michael's train of thought was interrupted when the huge Mewtwo woke up. He looked over to find it stand up and stretch. This other Mewtwo was easily twice as tall as he was, and didn't know if it was friendly or not. He instinctively took a step backwards, fearing such a large creature, only to realize that he had no footing.

Michael let out a scream as he fell off the rock and landed on his tail. Pain shot through him, as he was in a contorted position, only adding to the pain. He got back up and limped for a few moments before his tail stopped throbbing in pain. With the pain gone, he looked up at the huge Mewtwo, maybe it was friendly and meant no harm.

"Hello? My name is Michael, the other one is Esper. She needs help. Do you think you can carry her?" This might be a lucky sign. He was too small to carry the female, but that humongous one with red eyes probably could.

(Mew2cool, wait until CK replies before you do. Just in case CK has different plans.)

[ShadowedFigure]

By this time the armored figure had picked up the pace and was makeing good time across the wasteland. He was focused on his destination, he didn't even take notice of the details of the ground going by anymore. Which is probably why when a fair sized hatch swung up out of the ground right in front of him, he couldn't react. ~Wham!~

He fliped head over heals onto his face and skidded to a halt a few feet away. His senses were reeling; if only he could get the ground to hold still for a moment he might be able to think straight. Looking back he saw the hatch he had run into and a head peeking out from the now exposed shaft. He couln't see much any detail as he couldn't get his eyes to focus on the display in his helmet yet. The figure began trying to get to his feet "Hello? Who is that?"

[Orgun]

How many were out there?! First two now four, the latest arrival was far larger then himself, and the other was acting strangely.

Better he leave now then attract unwanted attention, he took a step back and turned walking into the gloom of the tunnel.

After only a few seconds he stopped, the first two he had seen hadn't appeared bad but if that large two was then they might need his help.
"My help? What am I thinking? Who would want my help?" he spoke to himself before shaking his head and waking back to the entrance, his pistol unholstered. "I don't have to show my self to help out...." he said as he took aim incase they did need his help.

[Cheshire_kat24]

Espers ears folded backward and occasionally tilted forward again. "So many people..." Her legs were now free of the blankets. She always had such a bad habit of getting entangled in blankets, even at home where her mother or father would come and help her out of them...would they even want her back?

Her leg seemed to be sprained, a bit if redness showing at her knee, but otherwise healthy.

"thank you." She pushed the remainder of the blankets away and sat up, ears still moving and nose twitching. "Are these all your friends Micheal?"

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Michael climbed up the rock again, being careful not to get close to the gigantic one. He looked down to see Esper and her leg, which wasn't too bad. She could sit up which was good.

"There are other people around here?" Michael looked around; he couldn't easily spot anyone else. All he had was his eyesight to aid him; and he only counted himself, Esper, and the giant Mewtwo. Maybe Esper had senses that were more acute.

"No... these are not my friends... I don't have any friends except my family and the ones I live with. Who else is here? How many?"

[hakaryu]

The female creatured gathered up all of the kittens before walking off

"hmmm......i think we're in luck kids. Smells like there's a couple of people over in that area"

She pointed off in the direction of a large clearing

The 20 kittens climbed up onto her wings and stuck there

" Hurrry momma we're all hungry"

[mew2cool]

Will scratched his head and kneeled, looking at Michael with his red eyes. "sorry if i startled you, are you ok? and yeah, i guess i could carry the female. I am called Will. nice to meet you." saying so, he reached his muscular arm towards Michael and smiled at Esper at the same time, revealing the rows of sharp, metal-coloured teeth in his mouth.

[The_Evil_Mewthree]

*his eyes widen in surprise, not expecting to run into someone so soon*

Mewthree: Oh, hello there... *trying to maintain a friendly expression to the person in armor* And who might you be?

[ShadowedFigure]

His head cleared and he saw straight again. When he saw the creature that addressed him he was more supprised by the fact that someone was living here than by his form. He was used to strange creatures and this one had a shape very familier to him. He grited his teeth, whishing now that he had chosen to come in his kasere form as not to look diffrent, instead he stood there in human form "Too late to shift now." He thought resentfuly. "My name is Kaezon, and who might you be?"

[Cheshire_kat24]

Espers ears shifted and moved around on her head. These were a lot of people, more importantly, there were a lot of strangers. She felt lost, confused, and alone. The guy Michael seemed nice enough, but all these others, the one at her side was HUGE, she had never even heard of someone that size before. What kind of mess had she landed in? Her parents had filled her head with all kinds of stories of mean strangers and what they did to lost kittens. "I just want to go home..." She mumbled, then big fat tears began rolling down her cheeks. "I want my mom and dad!"

She began to cry. The very earth around her seemed to shake with her wails. As she tucked her head into her chest, all around could see a very odd occurance. It seemed that Mist, genuine mist was forming in the air around her. It hadn't rained in over 500 years and now this young girl was calling mist from thin air. The mist condenced into big fat droplets that fell to the stone.

Water was the most precious resource in this world.

[Orgun]

Water!? That was impossible, no one had that kind of ability, but whoever it was did, he looked down at his own small canteen which was beginning to run out.

Everytime he got water there were fights and on occassions deaths, if he could get to that two and find out how they were capable of creating water, he would never need to go to one of the processing stations again.

But if others knew of that power they would go after them aswell, this was a problem.

He lowered his weapon seeing no point in it now, "What do I do now?" he muttered.

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Michael shook Will's paw, looking up at the huge creature. He had never seen such a gigantic beast, how can something so big go unnoticed? Michael had been here countless times, and had seen many Mews in his life, but this guy topped them all. Michael being only 4 feet tall didn't make him feel any better either. Will could probably eat Michael with those teeth.

Michael let go of Will's paw and sat down next to Esper, trying to comfort her in his own little way by being friendly. He knew he couldn't do much, and he didn't want to say anything useless like "It will all be ok". Instead, he was trying to think of where the three of them should go, as staying here was a bad idea. They were out in the open for the most part, and she had said there were others. They needed to leave soon before it got dark.

It was in mid thought that he heard her shout that she wanted her mom and dad. Before he could think of something intelligent to say, he had noticed something different. He felt something cool, something wet against his fur. He gently put his paw into a mist that surrounded Esper, noticing liquid drip down his fur. It was water, from thin air. He looked at her with wide eyes. "Esper! Look up! There's water!"

[mew2cool]

Will nodded at the handshake, then noticed the mist around Esper and his eyes went wide. "mist? but how..."

He couldn't believe what he saw. someone was creating water. He knew how valuable it would be to have this ability, and there was others who would do anything to get it. he had been a slave of those types once and he knew what it was like. Will looked down silently and clenched his fists. He would protect this child from harm.

Suddenly he picked up a new scent from a small breeze of wind and he turned his head, narrowing his eyes to see better. there was someone standing there.(orgun) Will stood up, stepping between them and the newcomer, without taking his eyes off him. "Take cover...we got company. and they're armed."

[Jaxtwo]

~One who can create water... What if she is one of the seals that holds him? I must make sure...~

Jaxtsuu turned around, the soft patter of rain soaking into his fur as he made his way for the group of Mews. He used the only power he still had, the farmiliar weight of the sword apparating in his paw. Leaning around the corner, he saw the winged Mew comforting the smaller Mew, both huddled behind a larger one. The large Mew had his back turned to him, obviously focused on another in the area.

~Good, while his attention is drawn... If Karyan truely is the way to find The First, to find Pura, I will resurrect him, and kill any that could get in my way.~

The claws on his feet dug into the sand, silently creeping up on the unsuspecting mews, ready to strike.

[Orgun]

He had been seen, impressive he hadn't made any sounds or movements yet the large one had seen him.

He smiled to himself, perhaps he could get close and just ask a question as they now knew he was here, his smile suddenly disappeared as he saw the other sneaking up on them with a sword ready to strike.

Without a seconds thought he shouted a warning and fired a single burst at the sword wielding one.
3 self propelled rounds flew towards their target.

[Ctrl Alt Del 123]

It was Orgun's shouting and blast from his gun that distracted Michael from his fascination of the water. He had no idea who the other Mewtwo was, but he knew that gunshot sound, and feared every moment of it. Mews with no powers to use had resorted back to human derived technology, including firearms. Anyone with a gun was someone who was out to get Michael.

He grabbed Esper's arm and started tugging on it. "We really need to get out of here, one of the others has a gun!"

[mew2cool]

Will acted as soon as the stranger pointed the gun at them. He pushed his arms forward, palms first and gritted his teeth, as a bright blue barrier formed in front of him in an instant. He kept it up for a few seconds before realizing the stranger wasn't aiming at him. "shit."

Will took down the barrier as he saw another character, dashing between him and Michael and Esper.~damn, he must have been under the wind to get so close~ he thought. ~this just keeps getting more and more complicated.~

[The_Evil_Mewthree]

"Hmm... name.... I guess that would be Mewthree."

*glances upward after noticing the rain*

"Can it be? It's been so long since I've seen rain... I remember having a parasol. I should go get it..."

*starts back down the underground hatch, then looks over at Kaezon*

"Would you care to accompany me? I can't imagine you enjoy being out here at the moment..."

[Jaxtwo]

BLAM BLAM BLAM!

Jax saw a flash of blue light come from the large Mew, but it quickly disappeared, making way for three bullets heading straight for him. He swung the blade up, two of the shots ricocheting off his blade, but the third got through. His eyes went wide as the hot round tore through his flesh just under his collar bone. He clutched the wound with his free paw, blood flowing freely from the hole. He tried to lift his sword again, but the round was in deep, grinding against his bone.

~Gah! Wasn't counting on technology...~

He looked to the side, the wing?d Mews eyes locking with his own, the smaller Mew still clutched in his arms. He stumbled back, his gaze drifting to his assailant.

~I have no powers to match them... There's no way I can survive against them on my own... I have to find Karyan!~

The sword in his paw disapperated from sight, and he turned and fled in the direction of the city, turning only to yell a warning to those Mews that had attacked him.

"This is not the last you'll see of me! I swear it..."

[ShadowedFigure]

Kaezon turned his head to see the rain in the distance. "Interesting." He thought. Kaezon turned back to the shaft that Mewthree had already diappeared into "Why not?" and he started down after him.

[Cheshire_kat24]

Esper stopped her crying as soon as loud bangs pulsed through her ears. She had never heard a gun, nor knew what one was. There was chaos, someone, micheal, had grabbed her, she slid off the rock, no not slid, fell off the rock, landing on her good leg at least. She stumbled, disoriented, her ears searchng through the shouts and sounds of confusion. What had just happened? "Micheal? What happened? Where are we going?" She thought she had known fear before, but this was different, she had never been in such a mass well of fear before. Esper reached out blindly and grabbed the nearest thing she could get her hands on, Micheal, and what felt like someone else's ear....A big ear now that she had time to study it.

"did I do something wrong?" She shouted out.

[Orgun]

He smiled, he hadn't really expected to hit the other just maybe scare him off, though the big one had almost messed the shot up, with that damn barrier.
But he watched as the other two small mews fell about shouting and wailing in panic.
He sighed and shrugged "Guess I might as well go and introduce myself...this'll be fun".

He made his way out squinting slightly at the light, the light wasn't his most favourite thing all ways too bright and it never caused enough darkness, something which seemed to help him heal and made him feel comfortable.

But he continued towards the group which seemed to be getting even worse, holstering his pistol again he smiled and raised his claws up in a non threatening gesture.

[The_Evil_Mewthree]

*before Kaezon gets down to the bunker, Mewthree closes and locks the closet containing the remains of Dr. Tenecha. Then goes to greet his guest*

"Sorry if this place doesn't seem tidy, I so rarely get visitors..."

*hangs up his top hat and overcoat temporarely to look for his umbrella*

"Tell me... you seem somewhat different than the inhabitants I'd be expecting up there... are you some new form of mewtwo?"

[ShadowedFigure]

*Steps off the ladder and makes a quick visual scan of the room*

Mewtwo?... Oh! Well, it's probably because because I'm not one. And to tell you the truth I wasn't expecting to find any... living inhbitants...here.

[Jaxtwo]

~How dare they act so richeous? How dare they!?~

The arid sun beat down through the sickly green clouds in the sky, drying the blood on his fur. Two of his clawed fingers dug into his torn flesh, retrieving the strange bullet and tossing it aside. Jax stared unblinking at the domed city before him, his eyes scanning the ring of machinery that projected the dome.

~He's underneath this one... I can feel it...~

The earlier encounter with the Mews had only feuled his malice towards the ones whom he once called 'friends.' Memories of his past love drifted up in his mind, causing his eyes to close as if they shouldn't shed tears. He put a paw to his cheek, as though he could still feel her gentile touch.

He shook the memory off, the last thing he wanted was to meet this being in a sour mood.

His eyes continued scanning the dome, then fell upon a small alcove with a cool draft escaping the opening.

~There you are...~

He stood up, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, and headed for the alcove.

[mew2cool]

Will narrowed his eyes as the stranger walked towards the group. He wasn't going to trust a person with that kind of technology so easily, but let him come. ~better stay alert with this guy...and the other may come back too~ "stay in cover" he said to the others and walked towards the stranger to meet him halfway. "state your business."

[Orgun]

He stopped a few feet away with his claws still held up, he took a quick glance at the other two by the rock and the smiled at the large one.

"Isn't that obvious? I want to ask that one over there how they created water." he gestured to the other.

"That power isn't an everyday occurance and I simply wish to know if others can do it." he finished with a smile, though it was a forced one as he was beginning to feel uneasy not being by any darkness.

He was beginning to think this hadn't been a good idea, he should of shot the large one aswell, no no that wouldn't of helped, if he did that he would be no better then the scum that lived in the tunnels.

[Ctrl Alt Del 123]

Michael stayed with Esper the whole time. He didn't want to move, and he didn't want to get shot. So he remained as still as he could, hoping everyone would forget about him. The Mewtwo with green eyes had fled, and the dark one that had fired the shot was now approaching Will. Michael didn't want to be here anymore. There were others he didn't trust, and those with powerful weapons that worked. It wasn't until Esper slid off the rock and grabbed him that he dared to move again. He looked at her, she was as scared as he was, and she was grabbing his arm. Esper was either a short Mewtwo, or not yet reached maturity as she wasn't much taller than himself.

"You did nothing wrong, but we're not safe here. One has fled, the one with the gun is trying to peacefully greet with Will, but I don't know who to trust. We need to go." With that he grabbed her paw as he started to lead her away from everyone else. He only hoped no one else would bother to notice.

[mew2cool]

Will tilted his head to the side a bit. "is that so? we'll have to ask them if they want to talk with you. I ask, you stay here." He prodded the stranger to the chest rather hard, being his size and walking sideways towards the place where he last saw the two youngsters without taking his eyes off him. "he wants to talk with you two. what should i do with him? guys...guys?" he looked behind the rock, only to see some offleading tracks. "shit."

[Cheshire_kat24]

Esper didn't say anything. They were trying to sneak away. It was almost like a game, but games were usually fun. As long as she remembered to keep putting one leg in front of the other she would be okay. This had to be the longest time she had run since going completly blind without doing a face-plant.

"is it safe yet?" She gasped. She could smell caves and dust. The scent of rock and dirt, the smell of feathers and sweat. That metalic oily scent had gone. The one with the "Gun" must be far behind by now. "What happened?"

[Orgun]

He looked on a little surprised, the big one didn't even know the other two were gone, maybe he was an enemy, someone who was holding the other two prisoner.
He decided to act but needed to be quick so without a seconds hesitation he bolted after the other two following the tracks, his altered legs propelling him much faster then normal. In the distance he could make out the others, hopefully they wouldn't be too frightened of him when he began to ask questions.
He then noticed that they were nearing a cave of sorts, he smiled with the shadows nearby he wouldn't be in too much trouble if the big one somehow caught up.

"Then again that little poke of his did hurt somewhat, next time if he pokes me I'll blow a hole in his leg, maybe that might teach him but...." he chuckled to himself as he ran, "maybe with a body that size his brain is probably tiny, he probably wouldn't realise he had lost his leg, what is it that they say? Big and dumb?".

He began to slow down as he approached again, hoping that this meeting won't be so troublesome.

"Hey! Little ones! Im not going to hurt you! I just want to ask you a few questions!" he called to them hoping they would stop.

[Jaxtwo]

The cave was deep. Far deeper than he had first imagined. The muggy scent and cold, dry atmosphere had him on edge. His paw with the metallic wrist clutched a torch, a torn piece of his shroud keeping the flame alive. His other paw felt along the grimy wall of the cave, his tail bumping the ground behind him as he walked. He'd not gone 100 meters into the cave before he heard it. He stopped and looked in the directioin he'd come from, and heard the voices of those who'd shot at him.

~Damnit! Why are they following me? Are they trying to stop me? Do they know what I'm trying to unleash?~

The small Mew had been able to create water, so it stood to reason that she knew how to do more. He needed to find this Mew, this Karyan, of whom he'd heard of. If this being was as powerful as he'd heard, then perhaps he could use his help to show the Mews just how much sorrow Jaxtsuu truely felt.

~And if Pura truely exists... Well... I'll figure that out when it comes to that...~

He came upon a chasm in the cave, a gaping abyss of which Jax could see no bottom. A jump from this height would surely kill him, but the Mews outside the cave had powers, and he wasn't about to take that chance.

~Dieing from a fall would be better than dieing at their behest...~

He closed his eyes, and leapt...

[mew2cool]

Will hears small thumps and turned his head back to the stranger just as he passed him. ~SHIT!~ He rushed after him. he ran faster than most of the mewkind because of his size and would have caught up easily had this been a normal 'two, but this one he could only keep up with. ~man, he's fast.~

Will followed the stranger until he caught up with the others and hid himself behind a ruined piece of wall, keeping an eye on the group, ready to strike if the stranger posed a threat to the youngsters. this reminded him of his past...

they were testing three different fighting types on field. the creators kept them in cages and released them only to fight for their lives on the field. kill or be killed. then it's back to the cage. 12 and 14 were accompanying me in our first battle. it was supposed to be an easy ambush mission. hide and strike. but when the enemy was nearing, 14 stepped away from his hide out and walked to the enemy. he fell like a rag as they opened fire.he always said it was better to die than live like this. 12 was scared as it was but this didn't make it any better. she crouched up behind the cover as they came closer to check if 14 was dead. i managed to calm down 12 and fight the enemy. We attacked them from both sides. it was a slaughter. we both took hits from the blades and guns they had, luckily not lethal. we were trained melee fighters and killing them was easy. their fragile bodies were easy to rip apart. it was over in a few minutes. 12 was looking at me with fear in her eyes. but Nobody knew they had a sniper. he got 12 in the head. she collapsed on the fallen enemies. I ran. he shot at me. I made a barrier to block the bullet, but it hit me in the shoulder. it burned. then i caught him. My fists soon turned him into a pile of blood-gushing pile of limbs and organs. Later i woke up. back in the cage. the creators were talking about me. they said i was a failure. not only did i kill the soldiers, but the unarmed medics and the ones the group was escorting too. civilians. they said i didn't have enough mind power to keep the barrier bioimplant under control and overusing it made me succumb into a state of berserk. to kill everything i got my hands onto. they put a sign on my cage. it said "Berserker"

(sorry for the long reply, BG info <<; )

[Ctrl Alt Del 123]

Michael stopped running as he stood there with Esper. The cave was the only thing to run to nearby. "I think it's safe." Michael said as he looked around, inspected the place. "We're in a cave, a cave I've never been in." His blue eyes looked everywhere looking for anything. The place was desolate and had nothing in it. He turned his attention back to Esper, which was the only other living thing that he knew was in the cave.

"I don't know what happened. I've never seen so many Mews pop out of nowhere, especially in that open field. We're now in some cave." He trailed off for a moment to let him catch his breath. "But, I wanted to ask you something. Back there, when you were crying, there was water around you. How did that happen?"

[Kiera Namir]

Voices. He could hear... voices . How long had it been; about 500 years? Yes... Five hundred years since he'd been locked up in this prison. Those voices echoed down to him, ringing in his ears, telling him he hadn't gone deaf after all. Telling him there was still life out there. He weakly lifted his head to better hear the noise. And... there was someone coming....?

Perhaps he could finally be free again...