11-02-2015, 04:41 PM
Matrix lost track of how long it had been since he started the summoning. That was fine, because this was taking all of his concentration. He had managed to construct a house with four levels. Two were above ground and the other two were well hidden underneath the house. He'd met most of AndrAIa's specifications, and even crafted a deck with a pool overlooking the river nearby. The rooms matched what she had vividly and dreamily described, but he had also included a hidden and secure hatch that would lead to the basement.
The basement was simply two levels, with a main lower level and the upper level consisting of catwalks around the perimeter. Various rooms split off from both floors, though he was more excited to have a base than to actually use it, so for now they were mostly empty. It was enough for now. Simply having the ability to retreat to a secure location was enough to put him at ease.
Matrix dropped his arms and stepped back, letting out a deep breath. It had taken a lot of time and focus, but he was done. He nodded in satisfaction as he looked at his new home.
He paused from admiring his work when he heard a light rustle from behind him. He could feel the presence of another being in the immediate area. Someone had snuck up on him while he was summoning, and he was no longer alone. It wasn't AndrAIa; it couldn't be. She knew not to sneak up on him. His robotic eye twisted and began to glow red.
In an instant, Matrix spun around and drew his weapon, aiming it at the newcomer. The creature that stood there was unique, indeed. It was a white and purple monster unlike anything he'd seen before. It calmly waved one of it's three digit hands and Matrix's gun was thrown from his own before he could even finish turning. The firearm bounced across the ground before stopping a fair distance away. There was no time to worry about it, so instead Matrix simply clenched his fists and stood ready to fight with his bare hands, if that was what this creature wanted.
"Relax," the monster's voice penetrated his head and spoke directly into his mind. It stood there with it's arms by it's side, completely relaxed in the face of Matrix's aggression. "I mean you no harm."
"What are you?" Matrix demanded through clenched teeth.
"I am Mewtwo, leader and guardian of Cinnabar Island," it explained.
Matrix immediately felt much more comfortable in the face of this telepath. He didn't like surprises, but at least he wasn't going to have to fight. He dropped his arms to his side and relaxed. He watched Mewtwo as the creature walked past him and looked up at the house he'd just spent all this time crafting. While it did that he went ahead and walked over to his gun, recovering it and holstering it on the side of his leg like usual.
"Impressive use of Omnilium," Mewtwo suddenly broke the silence. "How long have you been in the Omniverse?"
"Not long, from what I can tell," Matrix replied, crossing his arms. "Time has been difficult to keep track of."
"Yes, it's different everywhere, and for everyone," Mewtwo agreed as it surveyed the home. "Another oddity of this realm. But you have done well with this."
Matrix was silent, simply staring at Mewtwo until the creature turned around.
"When I learned that the council had accepted a prime onto the island, I wanted to come investigate," Mewtwo explained his purpose for being there. "This is a new practice for our civilization, so we're being careful about it."
"Not a lot of primes out there?" Matrix asked.
"Not as many as there are secondaries. A secondary can be just as formidable, if not more, but the unique powers of a prime are never to be trifled with," Mewtwo said as it walked over to Matrix. "That makes them a desirable commodity anywhere in the Omniverse."
"Is that right?" Matrix took a slightly sarcastic tone with the psychic Pokemon. "Because your welcoming committee gave me a different vibe."
"Cinnabar treats everyone with caution. I know it was explained to you that we are outcasts and hideaways," Mewtwo was quick to respond. "We have no desire to take part in the politics of this world. We just want to survive."
"Sounds like that's why we'll get along," Matrix was somewhat snide with his response. "I just want to find a way out of this place so we can go home."
"That is an admirable goal, for someone with something to return to. Whatever happens when you venture out into the Omniverse in search of it, leave it out there. Do not drag this community into it," Mewtwo cautioned, his mental voice stern as he said that. "You have done us a great service so we are allowing you to live here. We're not taking up arms on your behalf, however."
"Fair enough," Matrix agreed. "Does everyone here share your neutrality mindset?"
"For the most part," Mewtwo replied. "Many have experienced harsh times in the Vasty Deep and the other verses. Some, like the children you rescued, know no better. Others disagreed and left the island not long ago. They formed their own...more violent culture."
Matrix nodded as he listened. "They wanted to play politics?"
"No, they wanted to strike back," Mewtwo clarified. "Such actions are not our way, and I want to make sure everyone on this island knows it. We don't have enemies, and we don't have friends. We have each other, because that's all we know."
"So if I get into a fight, don't tell them where to find me. I'd rather people not know where I'm hiding out, anyway," Matrix said, his tone showing that he was annoyed at what he interpreted as a scolding for something he not only hadn't done, but had shown no inclination of doing. "Is that all?"
"I believe so," Mewtwo said, uninterested in Matrix's annoyed and slightly aggressive tone.
"Let me ask you this, then," Matrix said, and Mewtwo tilted it's head in interest. "If you've been around awhile, maybe you can help me, here. Where would we go to begin to try and find a way out of the Omniverse?"
"The Omniverse is massive, and houses a great many secrets that neither of us can fully comprehend," Mewtwo said, then paused for a moment. "There are stores of information on the dataverse, but some more difficult to find material may be available in Coruscant's libraries."
"The Imperial home verse?" Matrix asked skeptically.
"Yes, you would have to travel to their population center," Mewtwo explained. "It is a sight to be seen, but you have to be wary there. However, the reward may be worth the risk. I wouldn't recommend you think with your weapon, like you did upon my arrival."
Matrix paused and thought for a moment. Now he knew why Mewtwo had chosen to arrive in such a manner. He tried to think of another question, but decided he had enough to go on with that information. "Sounds like that would be worth a look. Thanks."
"Of course," Mewtwo replied. "Welcome to Cinnabar Island. I look forward to you and your companion being strong members of our community."
Matrix simply nodded, and Mewtwo turned and began to walk down the trail.
"I'll see you again another time," the psychic Pokemon threw one last sentence into Matrix's brain, then levitated off the ground and disappeared down the trail at an impressive speed.
Matrix watched as the leader of the island vanished, and then simply shook his head. Another strange guy, but he could basically see his point. Matrix and AndrAIa certainly looked the part of violent warriors, but it was really crafted out of a necessity to survive. He could imagine the concerns and the debates that went on out of their earshot, and it made the appearance from the all powerful leader make a little more sense. A warning and maybe a veiled threat, but he could understand. The important thing was that he now knew his next step.
He walked up onto the deck of his new house and sat in one of the freshly spawned chairs overlooking the pool and the river. While he waited for AndrAIa to return he watched the sun begin to set. It was a peaceful and beautiful sight, and it was something to relax to as he pulled up the dataverse on his robotic eye and began to plan the next move.
The basement was simply two levels, with a main lower level and the upper level consisting of catwalks around the perimeter. Various rooms split off from both floors, though he was more excited to have a base than to actually use it, so for now they were mostly empty. It was enough for now. Simply having the ability to retreat to a secure location was enough to put him at ease.
Matrix dropped his arms and stepped back, letting out a deep breath. It had taken a lot of time and focus, but he was done. He nodded in satisfaction as he looked at his new home.
He paused from admiring his work when he heard a light rustle from behind him. He could feel the presence of another being in the immediate area. Someone had snuck up on him while he was summoning, and he was no longer alone. It wasn't AndrAIa; it couldn't be. She knew not to sneak up on him. His robotic eye twisted and began to glow red.
In an instant, Matrix spun around and drew his weapon, aiming it at the newcomer. The creature that stood there was unique, indeed. It was a white and purple monster unlike anything he'd seen before. It calmly waved one of it's three digit hands and Matrix's gun was thrown from his own before he could even finish turning. The firearm bounced across the ground before stopping a fair distance away. There was no time to worry about it, so instead Matrix simply clenched his fists and stood ready to fight with his bare hands, if that was what this creature wanted.
"Relax," the monster's voice penetrated his head and spoke directly into his mind. It stood there with it's arms by it's side, completely relaxed in the face of Matrix's aggression. "I mean you no harm."
"What are you?" Matrix demanded through clenched teeth.
"I am Mewtwo, leader and guardian of Cinnabar Island," it explained.
Matrix immediately felt much more comfortable in the face of this telepath. He didn't like surprises, but at least he wasn't going to have to fight. He dropped his arms to his side and relaxed. He watched Mewtwo as the creature walked past him and looked up at the house he'd just spent all this time crafting. While it did that he went ahead and walked over to his gun, recovering it and holstering it on the side of his leg like usual.
"Impressive use of Omnilium," Mewtwo suddenly broke the silence. "How long have you been in the Omniverse?"
"Not long, from what I can tell," Matrix replied, crossing his arms. "Time has been difficult to keep track of."
"Yes, it's different everywhere, and for everyone," Mewtwo agreed as it surveyed the home. "Another oddity of this realm. But you have done well with this."
Matrix was silent, simply staring at Mewtwo until the creature turned around.
"When I learned that the council had accepted a prime onto the island, I wanted to come investigate," Mewtwo explained his purpose for being there. "This is a new practice for our civilization, so we're being careful about it."
"Not a lot of primes out there?" Matrix asked.
"Not as many as there are secondaries. A secondary can be just as formidable, if not more, but the unique powers of a prime are never to be trifled with," Mewtwo said as it walked over to Matrix. "That makes them a desirable commodity anywhere in the Omniverse."
"Is that right?" Matrix took a slightly sarcastic tone with the psychic Pokemon. "Because your welcoming committee gave me a different vibe."
"Cinnabar treats everyone with caution. I know it was explained to you that we are outcasts and hideaways," Mewtwo was quick to respond. "We have no desire to take part in the politics of this world. We just want to survive."
"Sounds like that's why we'll get along," Matrix was somewhat snide with his response. "I just want to find a way out of this place so we can go home."
"That is an admirable goal, for someone with something to return to. Whatever happens when you venture out into the Omniverse in search of it, leave it out there. Do not drag this community into it," Mewtwo cautioned, his mental voice stern as he said that. "You have done us a great service so we are allowing you to live here. We're not taking up arms on your behalf, however."
"Fair enough," Matrix agreed. "Does everyone here share your neutrality mindset?"
"For the most part," Mewtwo replied. "Many have experienced harsh times in the Vasty Deep and the other verses. Some, like the children you rescued, know no better. Others disagreed and left the island not long ago. They formed their own...more violent culture."
Matrix nodded as he listened. "They wanted to play politics?"
"No, they wanted to strike back," Mewtwo clarified. "Such actions are not our way, and I want to make sure everyone on this island knows it. We don't have enemies, and we don't have friends. We have each other, because that's all we know."
"So if I get into a fight, don't tell them where to find me. I'd rather people not know where I'm hiding out, anyway," Matrix said, his tone showing that he was annoyed at what he interpreted as a scolding for something he not only hadn't done, but had shown no inclination of doing. "Is that all?"
"I believe so," Mewtwo said, uninterested in Matrix's annoyed and slightly aggressive tone.
"Let me ask you this, then," Matrix said, and Mewtwo tilted it's head in interest. "If you've been around awhile, maybe you can help me, here. Where would we go to begin to try and find a way out of the Omniverse?"
"The Omniverse is massive, and houses a great many secrets that neither of us can fully comprehend," Mewtwo said, then paused for a moment. "There are stores of information on the dataverse, but some more difficult to find material may be available in Coruscant's libraries."
"The Imperial home verse?" Matrix asked skeptically.
"Yes, you would have to travel to their population center," Mewtwo explained. "It is a sight to be seen, but you have to be wary there. However, the reward may be worth the risk. I wouldn't recommend you think with your weapon, like you did upon my arrival."
Matrix paused and thought for a moment. Now he knew why Mewtwo had chosen to arrive in such a manner. He tried to think of another question, but decided he had enough to go on with that information. "Sounds like that would be worth a look. Thanks."
"Of course," Mewtwo replied. "Welcome to Cinnabar Island. I look forward to you and your companion being strong members of our community."
Matrix simply nodded, and Mewtwo turned and began to walk down the trail.
"I'll see you again another time," the psychic Pokemon threw one last sentence into Matrix's brain, then levitated off the ground and disappeared down the trail at an impressive speed.
Matrix watched as the leader of the island vanished, and then simply shook his head. Another strange guy, but he could basically see his point. Matrix and AndrAIa certainly looked the part of violent warriors, but it was really crafted out of a necessity to survive. He could imagine the concerns and the debates that went on out of their earshot, and it made the appearance from the all powerful leader make a little more sense. A warning and maybe a veiled threat, but he could understand. The important thing was that he now knew his next step.
He walked up onto the deck of his new house and sat in one of the freshly spawned chairs overlooking the pool and the river. While he waited for AndrAIa to return he watched the sun begin to set. It was a peaceful and beautiful sight, and it was something to relax to as he pulled up the dataverse on his robotic eye and began to plan the next move.