Here are the next three chapters.
Chapter 4 : Treason and Loyalty
Blue sat waiting for Red. He tapped his foot impatiently, although he knew it would do no good. He had seen the girl again, Rhia was her name, and wanted to inform Red as soon as possible.
Suddenly, the door slammed open. Red stately, yet unfeelingly, strode out and sat down next to Blue. Red mumbled something about how one of Morte’s Admins, kept diverting off task.
Blue explained to him that he had seen the girl come to Viridian City to protest the upcoming demolition of the forest Rhia’s silver bird had surrounded the area with a green force-field, and no one could get through it. Red’s face darkened with the news, and he looked even more sinister than usual. He asked Blue if he had attacked the girl, and Blue shamefully admitted that he hadn’t. It was the strangest thing. Blue had just stared at the girl, knowing he should do something, but he just stood there, frozen and gaping. The whole day had been quite weird, as he had been dwelling on a dream he had had the night before.
In the dream, he was ten or so years old, battling a wild Pokemon in front of an old man. He had called the old man “Grandpa”. The word didn’t raise any recognition in his mind, but every time he thought it, the word brought back a stir of emotion that he had never felt before.
Blue suddenly jerked back to reality, and realized Red was speaking to him. Red continued talking, telling Blue the usual speech about how Morte was the only ruler, and that all rebels must be killed. Especially the girl, Rhia. Blue’s face blanched at the name, and Red glanced at him suspiciously. Blue quickly babbled out a half-hearted excuse about how even hearing the name was horrible and that he could not stand this utter treason. Red thereby commanded him to tail the girl wherever she may go, and to destroy her as soon as possible. He gave Blue a dart with a capsule of lethal poison sealed away inside it, and told him to save it for Rhia.
Red then demanded that Blue go to Hoenn, where Rhia had been sighted last, and to begin his search. Blue nodded wearily, and then teleported to the location that Red had programmed into the transporter. Blue knew that killing Rhia was a benefit to the empire, but he didn’t know why it felt so wrong. Ever since he could remember, he had been told that Morte was the one, the only, important thing in life and must always be obeyed. Yet there was a nagging sense of doubt in Blue’s mind that had caused him to commit even small acts of treason, such as questioning, even for an instant, Morte’s authority. Even thinking this was a punishable crime. But the doubt had now permanently established a place in his mind, and would not leave.
Blue shook himself, and strode out of the transporter. He shuddered, and closed his eyes for a brief moment. Hoenn was probably the most polluted region of the four, and most like a wasteland. If Pokemon still existed, Grimer and Muk would be the main inhabitants of the poisoned land, to be certain. This place, once one of the most lush regions of Hoenn, was now covered in sludge. Farther ahead, he saw a glimmer of green. Blue stared stupidly at it for a moment, thinking it a mirage. After a few moments, his sluggish mind declared it real. But it seemed to be spreading! Blue saw flowers burst into bloom in front of him, and trees regain their legendary emerald color that had not been seen in Hoenn for ages. Blue ran toward where the nucleus of the green was spreading. He stopped in his tracks, seeing the thing that he had least expected. It was Rhia and that strange bird, radiating waves of green light. He suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and whirled around.
Red's gruff voice shot out at Blue from behind him, commanding him to kill Rhia. Red screamed in rage at the blooming and prospering of the life before him, but did not know why he had been filled with such an awful anger. Blue gave an involuntary shudder; he had not expected his leader to follow him. Red screamed at him to do the deed and do it now! Blue tried to protest, but Red grabbed him from behind. The last thing Blue saw was Rhia, who was rushing toward the Admins on her magnificent bird, and the poison dart that pierced her skin when Red did the deed Blue knew he could not do. Then all went black.
Chapter 5 : Sky Battle, Sea Healing
Mew swirled through time and space until she found the niche in the space-time comtinuum that was the isle of Altomare. As the landscape materialized around her, Mew sighed with relief. Thankfully, Morte's blight that he had set upon the land had not tainter this remote island. People still bustled around town sheerily, sailing in boats along the river-streets. The rosy flesh and bright colored clothing of the Altomare people soothed Mew, being the opposite of Morte's corpselike grey people. Rivers of water streamed through the city, making it seem like a Venice in Hoenn.
Mew wove her way through the busy streets, invisible, until she reached the magical courtyard that housed the portal to where Latios and Latias resided. She spotted Latias perched up in a tree, and rushed to meet her. Latias seemed quite surprised to see Mew, but called her brother over just the same. It was then that Mew noticed the faded color of her own once-vivid fur compared to the two other Pokemon. Her fur, once a vibrant pink, was now a faded greyish white, and had lost its once shining luster. Mew slowly lowered her forcefield, and its light gradually diminished.
The first gulp of real air tasted almost sweet, a crisp and cool feeling. Pure oxygen could only do so much for a Pokemon. Mew hoped to stay as long as possible, dreading the return to the land of Morte. Mew then told tidings of Rhia, and how Morte's land fared. Latios and Latias closed their eyes sadly at the news. Mew shared with them images of the wastelands projected withing their minds, and the two dragon Pokemon cringed in horror.
Then a strange thought came to Mew. Where was Rayquaza? Surely the great emerald serpent would not stand for the horrid conditions of Hoenn. Nearly all the legendary Pokemon had launched some sort of attack on Morte and his Admins; even Mew had fought against the Admin Green. But Rayquaza had not been seen at all. Mew shared these disconcerting thought with Latios and Latias.
Latios then spoke. He told of a great battle at the Sky Pillar between Rayquaza and Morte. The reclusive dictator had come out of his solitude and had prepared to capture the green dragon of the sky, though his reasons were unknown. The battle had raged for days, completely leveling the tower and nearby Pacifidlog Town. Enraged at the loss of his beautiful sanctuary in the clouds, Rayquaza had set Morte aflame with emerald fire. No matter what Morte could do , the fire and agony would stay with him forever as a constant reminder of the inextinguishable rage of Rayquaza.
Morte then, in turn, launched a mass of freezing shadowed ice that enveloped Rayquaza in a raging storm of poisoned hail. In a last attempt to escape the infernal blizzard, Rayquaza unleashed a desperate blast of pristine white, blinding fire. As the ice melted, Morte's fire burned ever on, torturing him into even greater madness. The great mass of flaming shadow fled, cursing his luck.
Rayquaza, meanwhile, weakened greatly by the piercing shards of black ice that even then still embedded them selves into his scales, plunged into the sea and lost conciousness. He lay there, unmoving, until one of the few Pokemon left in the sea summoned Kyogre to the fallen dragon. The great sea Pokemon, Kyogre, had looked upon Rayquaza with the utmost despair. She tried with all her might to revive Rayquaza, but achieved only a little with her efforts. Rayquaza opened his eyes and was brought back to conciousness, staring at Kyogre with the deepest gratitude reflected in his eyes. Kyogre then helped Rayquaza into her lair, and disappeared from sight. Latios has heard no tidings of the two since then.
Mew was amazed that Latios knew so much, despite the fact that he and his sister had a safe sanctuary so far away from where Morte resided. Latios then offered Altomare as a safe place for Mew to flee to if need be, and told her to dispatch the same offer to the other legendary Pokemon, so that a council may be held. Mew agreed, and put on a forcefield once again to prepare to leave. She took one last gulp of the sweet Altomare air, and then closed her air bubble completely.
Mew waved goodbye to the two red and blue dragon Pokemon, and then slipped into the gap in the time-space continuum. It was peaceful, yet utterly chaotic, in this place where the fabrics of time and space met. Mew found the niche that led to Johto, and then floated through it, dreading the prospect of the horrors beyond.
Chapter 6 : Two Minds are More Controlling Than One
Blue awoke to see Rhia, of all people, standing over him. He jolted out of his stupor with fright, afraid for an instant that she was going to kill him. But then Blue saw her sparkling green eyes, which did not hold hostility within their gleaming depths. She blanched with surprised to see him awake, but then a sort of half smile crossed her grave face. Blue asked where he was, but recieved no answer. Rhia's friendly mood suddenly changed into a more stately, grave one. She warned Blue in a frigid, icy tone, that if he even attempted to escape, her bird would not hesitate to take his life. Then she smiled once again and offered him a large plate of berries to restore his strength.
Such delicacies! Blue had never palated anything of the like. The standard food of Morte gave only energy and nutrition, and not taste. He had long ago learned to forget taste, and other superfluous things as such. Then a sudden thought struck his mind vio lently. What of the poison dart? How could Rhia have possibly survived? He distinctly remembered seeing the dart pierce her flesh the day before. Blue asked this of Rhia, and was pleased, in a strange treasonous way, to know that the bird (who was named Mystao) had easily healed her nearly fatal wound. Much like a phoenix Mystao was, in that she had superb healing powers. No flames occupied any area of her powers, however, for Mystao's natural energy was of the Earth and all things living.
After Blue finished off the rest of the delectable berried, a strange feeling sttled into his mind. Doubt, perhaps? He had started to dread the return to Morte. Blue ran over these thoughts in his head, shocked. What had come over him? Of all the treason he had committed just by thinking this...it was inexcusable.
Rhia suddenly took Blue's hand, and announced that she was dropping him off at Luneo to recuperate. What did she mean, recuperate? Blue was perfectly fine, except for thouse few treasonous thoughts that occasionally crossed his mind. Still deep in his heart, he did not want to go back to Morte just yet. Blue told this to Rhia, and she nodded knowingly, saying that he was recovering slowly but surely. Then Blue realized what Rhia's real intentions were. How dare she make him give up his allegiance to Morte? She was trying to turn him into some kind of blasted rebel! Well, not today!
Blue wrenched his hand out of Rhia's slackened grasp, and started to run toward the door. Then he suddenly froze unwillingly. Some unseen force held him in place, so that he could not move a muscle. Then Mystao and Rhia stepped in front of him, a fierce glare in both sets of eyes. Rhia said one word in the most deadly, icy calm that Blue had ever heard.
NO.
The silence rang in Blue's ears. Rhia and Mystao walked out the door, and dragged Blue along in his floating stupor. Although Blue's body was chained, his mind was not. He begged in his mind to speak to Morte, pleading with all his heart and soul. Suddenly, a booming voice that sounded lower than the bottom of a black hole resounded in his brain. It was so terribly loud that it made Blue shudder.
WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?
Blue stated his dilemma, terrified out of his wits. He told of Rhia, Luneo, and Mystao.
MYSTAO?!?
Blue then told of the bird's extraordinary healing powers, and then stopped himself. Master Morte knew all this, having had a cataclysmic battle with th ebird eons before. Why hadn't he realized that this was the Mystao, not just some random green bird? It was that trickster Rhia's charm that had distracted him. Blue begged for forgiveness.
WHY SHOULD I FORGIVE ONE THAT HAS ULTIMATELY BETRAYED ME?
There was a pause. Blue prayed that he could be spared from this horrible fate of treason.
VERY WELL. I SHALL SEND ANOTHER TWO ADMINS TO DESTROY THE GIRL, MYSTAO, AND LUNEO. BE WARNED, HOWEVER. IS ANY WORD REACHES ME OF YOUR TREASON, YOU WILL PAY DEARLY. FAREWELL.
Blue felt Morte's presence vanish from his mind, the great ruler's terrible voice still echoing in his head. Then, so weak from the encounter, he gave up all struggles to get free from the psychic hold.
It was then that he realized he was flying. Mystao was supporting Rhia on her back, with Blue floating speedily behind. He passed through clouds like he was a bird, gleefully soaring, rejoicing in the new day. A sudden euphoria engulfed his mind, and Blue floated along in utter bliss. Oh, to fly...
Meanwhile, a great mass of shadow watched these proceedings in his mind, green flames still burning ever on. First that green dragon nearly kills him, and now this? At least Red would always remain loyal. That he had made sure of. Still, that everlasting green fire was nearly driving him mad...
Ok, that's the sixth chapter! I will post the seventh chapter soon!