In the vast world of Pokémon, there exists a divide between those Legendary Pokémon regarded as Gods and those seen as Demi-Gods. The God-tier Legendary Pokémon are exceedingly rare, with their existence mainly known through ancient murals and fossilized footprints that have survived the passage of time. In stark contrast, Demi-God Legendary Pokémon are born from the union of a Legendary Pokémon and a regular Pokémon, resulting in a powerful hybrid that is significantly weaker than a true Legendary, but considerably stronger than any ordinary Pokémon. These hybrids find their only competition in well-trained, peak-performing Pseudo-Legendary Pokémon. While many skeptics doubt the existence of true Legendaries, the capture and subsequent genetic analysis of Demi-God Pokémon by elite trainers, such as Brandon of the Battle Frontier, have revealed a mixture of normal Pokémon DNA and unknown DNA strands. It is these mysterious genetic markers that have led scientists to draw the distinction between the God-like Legendary Pokémon and their Demi-God counterparts.

Professor Oak, a renowned researcher, and former Pokémon Champion devoted himself to the study of the DNA of all 146 native Kanto Pokémon. His groundbreaking discovery of a single, common DNA strand in every Pokémon species led him to conclude that Mew, the enigmatic and ancient Pokémon, was the ancestor of all Pokémon. Despite initial criticism, Professor Oak's research garnered significant support from the Church of Mew, propelling him to international fame as the world's foremost Pokémon researcher.

Yet few are aware of a far more astonishing discovery made by Professor Oak. While examining the blood of psychic humans, he found Mew's DNA in much greater quantities. The partially active Mew DNA in psychics led him to delve deeper into ancient murals and texts provided by the Church of Mew. Oak made a shocking revelation that he chose to keep secret: Mew, the Legendary Pokémon, had a hand in shaping mankind itself. Fearing the potential outbreak of religious conflict, Oak never disclosed this information.

As his research progressed, Professor Oak began to identify a select group of Pokémon that not only lacked any Demi-God offspring but had also served as guardians for humanity throughout history. Among these were Mew, the God of Life and Rebirth, who shaped mankind; Celebi, the Lord of Time, who assisted humans during apocalyptic events; and Jirachi, the wish-maker, who bestowed King Midas with his golden touch. This group of Pokémon, whom Oak dubbed "Mythical Pokémon," had never been seen in the modern world. Yet, their profound impact on human history and culture could be traced through myths and legends passed down through generations.

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[ Team Rocket Base ]

The atmosphere in the Team Rocket base was tense as Giovanni and Madame Boss stood before a massive, monolithic container filled with a bubbling green liquid. Suspended within the fluid was a partially formed skeleton, an eerie sight that held their undivided attention.

A scientist approached Giovanni, his brow furrowed with concern. "Sir, the fossilized hair of Mew doesn't contain enough DNA to create a complete clone."

Undeterred, Giovanni asked, "Is there any way we can modify the long gaps in the DNA to make the clone viable?"

The room filled with skeptical murmurs as various scientists chimed in to explain why it wouldn't work.

"It's simply too risky," one scientist argued. "The gaps in the DNA are too large; we don't have enough information to fill them in safely."

"Besides," another added, "even if we did attempt to modify the gaps, we cannot guarantee that the resulting creature would bear any resemblance to Mew. It could be a genetic abomination."

A third scientist concurred, stating, "The integrity of the DNA sequence is crucial to the success of this project. Tampering with it could lead to disastrous consequences, both for the clone and for us."

As the scientists debated, Madame Boss chuckled, her gaze shifting to Ghetsis. "Any report from Miyamoto on our dear Mew?" she commanded, her voice cutting through the din. The question hung heavily in the air, the entire room anxiously awaiting news of their elusive quarry.

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[ Hoenn Region - Faraway Island ]

The serene and untouched beauty of Faraway Island seemed to be a world away from human intervention. Yet, hidden deep within the lush forest, a discreet Team Rocket bunker lay concealed from even the most

trained eyes. Inside, a young scientist named Dr. Thomas eagerly peered through a well-concealed observation window, his eyes glued to the playful Mew frolicking in the forest.

The sunlight streamed through the canopy above, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as Mew gracefully leaped from branch to branch, its delicate form almost dancing with the wind. Dr. Thomas's heart raced with excitement as he recorded detailed notes using a voice recorder, capturing every moment of the elusive Pokémon's behavior.

The soothing sounds of rustling leaves and gentle bird calls provided the perfect soundtrack to this harmonious scene, punctuated only by the occasional beep of the recorder. He couldn't believe his luck: being tasked with observing such a rare and enigmatic creature was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

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I've been tasked to study this Mew closely, learn its patterns, its habits. I'm so excited, to be able to observe such a rare Pokémon is a privilege!

Supervisor Miyamoto said that this will be a way to get a better understanding of not only the Mew species but possibly its connection to other Pokémon

After all, it is said to hold the DNA of every other Pokémon out there. Fresh out of an apprenticeship and studying the elusive Mew? I must be dreaming!

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If it weren't for the numerous trackers and cameras they planted, I'd never be able to get a glimpse of it; it's so fast! It also doesn't seem to have any home base; it just goes where it goes.

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No Sighting.

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I was beginning to think it had moved on. I almost got fired for it even, but was I ever relieved to see that Mew again after a year and a half of nothing?

Supervisor Miyamoto says research isn't going well, won't say what, that it needs to know, but I hope I can recover something special for them, after all, this is for the betterment of Pokémon.

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Mew's habits were always so erratic, but recently that's started changing. Now it seems to keep returning to one area we triangulated. There's a lot of food and fresh water, so I guess it wants to settle down for something.

(Didn't think that was possible, honestly.)

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Something's not right with it. It's far less energetic now, it's stopping to rest in the mapped area for longer and longer, and it's also eating more often.

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I've set up the heat cameras in the designated area to observe Mew. I caught a glimpse of it today, appearing to absorb a glowing object that I believe to be the Jewel of Life. It's fascinating to witness such an event. I'll continue monitoring Mew's movements to document any changes in behavior.

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Mew seems to be exhibiting some unusual behavior. I've noticed that it's been resting more frequently and consuming larger amounts of food. I suspect this might be connected to the absorption of the Jewel of Life. I'll keep a close watch on its activities.

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I've made a groundbreaking observation today. It appears that Mew is not laying an egg, as one would expect from a Pokémon, but rather it seems to be carrying its offspring in its womb. This is a remarkable discovery, as it suggests that Mew's reproductive process may be different from other Pokémon species. I'll continue to observe and record my findings.

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Mew's abdomen has noticeably grown over the past few weeks, indicating that it is still carrying its offspring internally. This development further supports my hypothesis that Mew's reproductive process is unique among Pokémon. I can't help but wonder how this discovery may change our understanding of Pokémon biology. I am not a religious man but Mew is considered to be God by many, I wonder how those people will react once they find out that God has children. I have to let the higher-ups know about this.

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My boss is calling me into a meeting, so I didn't have much observation today. I'll have to make up for that tomorrow.

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I have been lied to.

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[ Faraway Island - Mew's Den ]

[ Mew's POV ]

As I lay here in the secluded grove, I can feel the overwhelming sensation of new life within me.

Even if I offend Arceus by stealing his Jewel of Life, I wouldn't regret it because I can finally call myself a mother.

I am about to bring forth not one, but two beings into this world, and the thought fills me with warmth and trepidation. My breaths are slow and measured as I prepare myself for the incredible experience that is about to unfold.

The first contraction washes over me, and I close my eyes, focusing my energy on welcoming the twins into the world. I can sense their energy and spirits, so uniquely individual yet beautifully connected. The pain intensifies with each passing moment, but I know it will all be worth it once I hold my newborns in my arms.

As the labor progresses, I find solace in the peacefulness of the grove, its gentle rustling leaves and soft trickling stream offering comfort and reassurance. The presence of other Pokémon in the area is subtle as if they too understand the significance of this moment.

Finally, the time has come. With one last push, I feel the twins emerge into the world. Their tiny, delicate bodies are a testament to the miracle of life.

" Mew !"

I hear them, I can hear their heartbeats.

These are my children

Exhausted and weakened from giving birth, I, inched closer to my newborn twins, my movements slow and deliberate. I could still see the placenta attached to my womb, a visceral reminder of the miracle that had just taken place. As I approached my children, a sudden explosion rocked the cave, sending a shower of debris into the air. A metallic claw shot through the opening, seizing my precious babies and pulling them from me as I tried to summon my strength but I quickly found that my Psychic powers bounced off the claw as if coated in a dark type aura.

As the claw retreated, it broke the cave wall completely, revealing a swarm of helicopters hovering menacingly above, their rotors slicing through the air. On the ground, an armada of vehicles and hundreds of Dark-type Pokémon glared at me with malicious intent. I tried to ignore them, my focus is instead drawn to the figure at the center of the chaos.

Madame Boss stood there, a tall, imposing woman with sharp features and an air of ruthless authority. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a cold, arrogant smirk that made my blood run cold. Her eyes seemed to bore into me, enjoying the terror that gripped my heart. Flanking her were two men, each cradling one of my children with a false sense of tenderness while pressing guns to their fragile skulls.

My heart pounded in my chest as fear threatened to overwhelm me. Desperation driving me, I stretched my paw out, begging for my children's lives.

Madame Boss's smirk only widened, her voice dripping with contempt as she sneered, "What a sight to see—A God begging man for something."

With a snap of her fingers, the Dark-type Pokémon responded to her command, unleashing a barrage of Dark Pulses at me. The pain was excruciating, each blast like a dagger of darkness slicing through my being. Yet I endured it for the sake of my children, my love for them unwavering in the face of this terrible threat. I would do anything to protect them, even if it meant withstanding the onslaught of an entire army.

In the midst of the relentless assault by the malevolent Dark-type creatures, gunshots reverberated through the cavernous expanse. Even as I valiantly endured the vicious onslaught, an irresistible force compelled me to steal a glance at the source of the dreadful noise. My heart quivered, nigh on breaking, as I beheld the limp forms of my beloved offspring, cast unceremoniously to the cold, unforgiving ground.

Madame Boss, a woman of unspeakable cruelty, shrieked at the men, her voice a cacophony of rage and disbelief.

"What have you done?" she demanded, her eyes wide with fury and shock.

My grief and horror, once contained within the fragile bounds of sanity, now gave rise to a primordial bellow that shook the very foundations of the earth. Psychic energies, unseen yet undeniably potent, coiled around the nefarious Dark-type Pokémon and the wretched humans who served them. They were hoisted into the air, mere playthings in the throes of my unfathomable despair.

With paws clenched in a futile attempt to hold onto the remnants of a shattered reality, I concentrated the full force of my anguish upon those who had caused it. In a horrifying instant, each life was extinguished, their forms reduced to unrecognizable heaps of gore. The only souls spared from my wrath were the execrable guards who had pulled the trigger—Miyamoto and another, their faces forever etched in my memory.

As the psychic energy held them in place, a paroxysm of terror seized Miyamoto.

She stammered out a pitiful plea for mercy, but no words could assuage the maelstrom of emotion that had consumed me.

"Please... forgive me," she begged, her voice trembling with fear.

Drawing ever nearer, I extended a trembling paw to her visage. A mere touch and the very fabric of Miyamoto's existence began to unravel. At first, it was imperceptible—a slight trembling in her form as the psychic energy within me connected to her on the deepest level. But as the connection grew stronger, the full force of my anguish and wrath surged through her, mercilessly tearing at the molecular bonds that held her together.

Her skin began to blister and boil, the heat of my psychic energy rendering her unrecognizable. Her eyes widened with terror, her final desperate pleas for mercy stifled by the pain that now consumed her. As I continued to channel my power, her body began to disintegrate, each atom separating from its neighbors and dissipating into the air.

The gruesome process continued, reducing Miyamoto to nothing more than a cloud of shimmering particles that hung in the air like a malevolent mist.

With a surge of determination, I clenched my paw, and the shimmering particles that once constituted Miyamoto began to coalesce. The air around her former form rippled and twisted, as if reality itself was bending to my will. Channeling an indescribable display of power, I forged a new being from the remnants of her disintegrated form—a grotesque chimera that defied comprehension.

This appalling creature was a fusion of human and Pokémon, its limbs and features was a sickening amalgamation of the two. The chimera's skin was a patchwork of scales and flesh, and its eyes, once filled with fear, now bore an emptiness that chilled me to the core. Its twisted body twitched and writhed, a testament to the unnatural forces that had given it life. In this dreadful moment, I had created an abomination that defied the very laws of nature.

Hovering above the monstrous creation, I allowed a single drop of my blood to fall upon it. As the crimson droplet struck its misshapen form, a curse took root, binding the chimera to a fate of eternal suffering for its unforgivable sin. The creature's anguished moans filled the air, a dreadful symphony that served as a reminder of the boundless depths of a mother's grief and the lengths to which she would go to avenge her children.

A camera, positioned discreetly within the cavern, captured Mew's every action. Heartbroken, Mew descended to the lifeless forms of her children, gently touching their small bodies. As her paws made contact, a transformation occurred—their forms were reduced to shimmering, ethereal wisps of golden light. Overcome with grief, Mew collapsed to the ground, her cries echoing through the desolate chamber.

Inside the dimly lit interior of the Team Rocket base. Giovanni and Ghetsis stood side by side, their eyes fixed on a screen displaying Mew's sorrowful actions. A sinister amusement danced in their eyes as they watched the heartrending display unfold.

Ghetsis turned to Giovanni, a twisted grin on his face. "You've outdone yourself, Giovanni," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Eliminating Madame Boss through Miyamoto was a masterstroke."

Giovanni chuckled in response, his laughter cold and devoid of empathy.

" It was just a matter of convincing her to teleport Mew's children with defective clones."

He turned his gaze to the large, monolithic containers filled with green liquid that dominated the room. Suspended within the containers, two tiny bodies floated in eerie silence— Mew's children.

A perverse sense of satisfaction settled upon the two men as they reveled in their twisted scheme. Unbeknownst to Mew, her anguish and despair had played directly into their malevolent plan, leaving them poised to exploit the full potential of her legendary progeny.

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Failure, failure, failure. It's just like the previous tests. Even with a Mew fossil, its DNA is simply too unstable to create a viable clone, not with so many gaps, not even when we fill them with other species.

I'm afraid the project is doomed to stay a pipe dream, no matter how many years we've invested in it.

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Mew is about to give birth, we named each newborn, "Mewtwo."

None of us had any interest in the intern's blabbering on about what Mew likes to eat, but a discovery has been made.

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I pride myself as a scientist and a respectable Pokémon researcher. But I suppose I surrendered my right to call myself respectable when I agreed to join this project.

The fossil wasn't enough, but the infants will be enough.

Embryos would have been preferable, but we don't have a hope of catching it before it is delivered.

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An extraction team will be deployed within the next 24 hours. We will do what we must, and in the name of this scientific breakthrough, we will see this project to the end.

We will have our Mewtwo.

I will not fail again.

This time I will get you back, my dear daughter, Leaf Green.

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The night was shrouded in darkness, and the only sound that could be heard was the mournful wail of Mew, huddled inside her cave. She gazed at the spot where her children had been taken from her, lost in a moment of despair.

Reality itself began to warp and twist, like a tapestry that had been yanked on either end. The very fabric of existence was being stretched thin, and in the middle of this eldritch transformation, the Pokémon Unknown assembled themselves into an eye-like shape.

Their forms were shifting and amorphous, changing at will like phantasms out of a nightmare. Their flesh was sickly, translucent gray, and their eyes were black pits of despair. As they took on their new form, Mew could feel the very essence of reality being pulled apart at the seams.

The eye that they had formed was like a window into another world, a dark realm beyond the veil of sanity. Its pupil dilated and contracted, almost as if it was trying to communicate something to Mew. She shuddered at the thought of what horrors might lie beyond that portal and tried to back away from it.

But the Pokémon Unknown was too powerful, too inhuman in their abilities. They continued to stare at her, their forms pulsing and shifting in the darkness. Mew could feel the weight of their gaze upon her, and it filled her with a sense of dread that she couldn't shake.

It was then that Giratina appeared, his form looming over her like an ancient titan. His voice was like thunder, shaking the very earth beneath her feet. "Do not be afraid, my sister," he said. "I have come to offer you a gift."

Mew hesitated, unsure of what he meant.

"Why are you here, Giratina?" she whispered, a hint of fear in her voice.

Giratina chuckled the sound grating on Mew's nerves. "I came to console my sister for her loss," he said.

Mew narrowed her eyes, suspicion creeping into her mind. "What do you want?" she asked.

Giratina's answer was cryptic. "I can reunite you with your children," he said.

Mew's heart skipped a beat, but she hesitated. She knew there would be a price to pay.

In an instant, the fabric of reality was torn asunder, and a gaping maw to the Limbo realm opened before Mew. Its dark and ominous presence seemed to seep into the very fabric of her being, filling her with an otherworldly dread.

Mew's fear intensified as she asked, "What's the price?"

Giratina's reply was ominous. "Open the door to the distortion realm," he said.

Mew, unable to resist the promise of seeing her children again, agreed.

" I'll send my avatar to form a Bifröst between the distortion realm and the mirror world."

With a heavy heart, she stepped into the portal, disappearing into the unknown abyss beyond. The weight of her sacrifice hung heavy in the air, and the dark and foreboding presence of Giratina lingered long after she was gone.

On that day, the greed and lust of man's desire for power compelled a God to abandon this world while opening a gateway for the devil to come. Truly the sins of man will carry this world into a never-ending abyss as the world will turn to Ash.

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[ Author Note: Well that was an intense chapter to write especially the ending so looks like I have addressed it. Project Eve is Miyamoto as she was destroyed and remained by Mew into a monstrosity that will suffer for eternity. Mew abandoned this world as she looks for her children's souls in Limbo. In the anime, the fossil Mew's eyelash was a plot point that was addressed in this as it wasn't enough. Yes, Ghetsis is the leader of Team Plasma as they also have a Mewtwo from the Black And White Genestic movie. And why did Austin barf when getting this information because he was seeing Miyamoto's video recordings of the incident so yep he witnessed Mew massacring Madame Boss and the Pokemon and destroying and remaking Miyamoto into Project Eve. ]