Human Anatomy
Human Anatomy Prolouge
Hah! My friend is daring me to write a fanfiction about a love-triangle that has Ash/Misty/Gary in it... I dunno if this is what she means, but I'm doing it this way anyhow. Also, I would like to so blatantly point out that I have no clue what-so-ever as to what Misty's last name is. Trust me, if I knew it would be there. As for the Gary/all of his fangirls, well, that's more so not fully one-sided. This fic is basically based on the fact that, to some people, their minds belong in a different body, because they KNOW that they love someone when it can't really happen between them(i.e. A guy likes a guy but the guy doesn't like him back, and the guy that likes the guy acts like a girl). Also, it's on how stupid GARY is and NOT ASH. And no, I don't like the idea of gekishipping, so poo on you(not really)!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for maybe a Pokemon Crystal game, and even that's screwed up...
Time heals, yes, but it can also open old wounds again, making them bleed even more so from when they were fresher. That's why I hate time. And that's also why I am here. In this dark void where all knowledge is known by me, and yet, I know nothing about everything. This dark void where I'm everybody's friend, and yet a stranger to them at the very same time. I'm sure you don't know me, regardless. I was birthed with the name MewTwo, a proto-type for a special breed of Pocket Monsters. I am the strongest creature alive. And I will never die; but my death is guaranteed to me if I leave my pitch-black void. I am what some call 'God' while others call me 'The Great One'. No, I am neither, as I know that those two names already have owners. And I have met them. They put me here, where I can watch all, and fix problems that the Surreal Being has caused. Ah yes, It has caused many problems to my knowledge. As It can protrude a human's, or pokemon's, mind and control it as if It were always there. It can sense a person's every emotion. And, as of now, I must fix a human problem. A love problem. That the Surreal Being has caused, with great reason, might I add. It, as dark as it maybe, controls every little detail, however unimportant it may be, of a humans characteristics. But It has no control over what we place in their minds. For It gets their mind, already mapped out, and places it inside a body. This problem caused by It is one of great carelessness in the sex of the body the mind was placed in. I must help one Ash Ketchum, one Gary Oak, and one Misty Clearwater. If I refrain from helping them, their lives shall be completely out of focus forever...
