Chapter 281: The Secret of Psychics

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[ Austin's POV ] 

Waking up was usually a pleasant experience but after everything that happened on the SS. Anne, sleep had essentially become closing my eyes and then opening them. I never even felt that I had gone to sleep. Without any dreams, all I saw was nothing but darkness every night.

Maybe that was for the best since my mental strength couldn't have taken on those vivid nightmares. 

As I walked down the broken hallway of the SS. Anne, the once grand vessel now reduced to a twisted and shattered ruin, the stench of blood and death was overwhelming. The walls were stained with the evidence of the disaster that had befallen the ship, and the floor was slick with the remnants of those who had met their end here.

I moved slowly, my feet crunching on the broken glass and debris that littered the ground. The walls were canted at odd angles, and I had to use my hands to steady myself as I made my way deeper into the ship. The once-luxurious wallpaper was now torn and hanging in shreds, and the elegant light fixtures had been reduced to twisted heaps of metal.

As I moved further down the hallway, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread growing in the pit of my stomach. The screams and cries of the dying still echoed in my ears, and the thought of what had happened here was almost too much to bear.

I didn't look at anything as I moved forward.

That was all I could do.

Move forward.

My head ached. It felt like a thousand needles were dislodged into it.

Suddenly I saw myself in a different unknown room which was very… purple. The walls were a darker color than the bed, but they had nothing on the darker purple curtains that surrounded the bed. They were so dark, he almost thought it was black instead. There were several torches around the room, lighting it enough for him to see, but not enough for it to hurt his eyes.

My mind raced, trying to put the pieces together again. What had happened when I had fallen asleep? Had I fallen asleep? Why was I here? Where was here? Where was my team?

My hands moved to my belt in panic, horrified that none of my Pokéballs were in their places. Before I calmed down remembered that this place was most likely a dream.

Just as I finished calming myself down a sudden explosive bang followed. The door I had come through was slammed open and hit the wall. I just groaned, realizing that even a normal conversation was too much to ask from Fate.

In the doorway stood a purple-blue-haired girl glaring daggers at me

"Wow, did not expect that?" I muttered as I fully recognized the girl.

The weird psychic girl, a possible Team Rocket conspirator according to the manga, and a traumatized girl with weird psychic powers according to the anime. She can turn me into a doll, I hope it doesn't come to that. Dolls are fucking creepy.

Every single one of them.

"YOU!"

Déjà vu… Why does this feel so familiar?

Sabrina wore the same red dress, looking quite pretty.

Deep purple eyes met mine.

It seemed Sabrina had taken a page out of the FBI's book by slamming the door open. The way she stood there would make for a good movie poster with her back to the illuminated hallway and her eyes faintly glowing purple.

I would be scared if it was not for the fact that the shit I had experienced in the SS. Anne and the hell that followed in Lavender Tower had caused me to always remain cool and level-headed in any kind of scenario and also that fact that it would make me look better in the long run.

Sabrina stepped into the room with big strides, her strangely colored hair wavering behind her and fizzling with the same purple psychic energy.

With my height, I met her glare without having to turn to look up.

"You are hiding something." Sabrina hissed angrily. The psychic energy manifested itself into purple flames that surrounded her eyes.

Time to test a theory of mine.

I looked her in the eyes. "Everyone has secrets, tell me something new."

Meanwhile, I began visualizing and thinking about all kinds of stuff in my head. Gory stuff, inappropriate things, and other thoughts that would even give the most stone-hearted person a shiver or frown.

Sabrina didn't and I couldn't help but smirk. Suspicions confirmed.

Sabrina can not read my mind and if Sabrina couldn't then no other human psychic has a chance.

The same couldn't be said for legendaries even though Mewtwo couldn't read my mind, deep down I knew that Mewtwo was currently a newborn who couldn't even compare to the Legendaries that had lived for eons.

"And why are you smiling?" Sabrina snapped, not quite shouting but not calm.

" Why can't I smile when meeting a beautiful woman ?"  Austin said with a smirk causing Sabrina to narrow her eyes.

" Been practicing that in the mirror." 

Sabrina's words caused Austin's lips to move.

She is certainly different from the anime but more like her manga counterpart. But does that mean she is a part of Team rocket?

" So, what does the great Sabrina want with little old me ?"

"Your entire existence! You are not supposed to be here, I can see you with my eyes but besides that, you don't exist." Sabrina spat.

I blinked. "Say what?"

Sabrina shot a glare at me.

" I don't like you."

" Yeah, couldn't tell."

" Hmph, I can see it in your eyes but if you must know I am psychic and out of all my psychic powers, I have a very rare one even among psychics, which is the ability to see parts of the future. The itchy point here is that I can not read your thoughts and the present doesn't match the vision of the future rather it is being distorted more and more. Forgo your meddling in this world's future."

People told me before that my existence annoyed them on Earth, it was something I was rather skilled at online at least but to have non-emotional arguments to back that up is a completely new thing.

But the bigger reveal was that Sabrina can see the future, he did say that right? If it was true then she's fucking OP. How would that even work? Does it calculate a future based on all the data available, maybe possible outcomes or did she get her knowledge from somewhere else? Maybe she peers into timelines and perceives those events to be this world's definite future.

Theoretically seeing the future should be possible. Pierre-Simon Laplace theorized that a hypothetical being that knows the position and momentum of every molecule in the universe and has unlimited calculating power would be able to see the future as if it were the present. Simple math. Maybe Sabrina could do that? I had so many questions I wanted to ask her. However, I had to focus on the important stuff going on right now, mainly me being a total blindspot to Sabrina.

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" You have seen death." She said blandly, staring into my eyes.

I just shrugged.

" You don't have any idea what you did, did you."

" What did I do ?"

" You are rebelling against Fate's plan for the world."

" And how am I doing that ?"

" Don't play with me, kid, I know that you know how you are doing that."

" Ok, let's hypothetically say that you are right. How does my action affect you ?"

Sabrina mumbled something that I couldn't hear.

" What was that ?"

" You took it away from me." 

" Pretty sure I am not a sex offender so what did I take from you ?"

Sabrina's fury-filled eyes told me that she didn't appreciate my joke whatsoever.

" You captured the Abra that was fated to be mine."

" Ok, that can be solved. I can trade the Abra for another Abra."

" You don't know anything about psychics do you."

" ..... "

" Ha, you ignorant fool."

I looked at Sabrina's childish smug face with disbelief.

I take it back, she isn't anything like her manga counterpart.

" So what am I so ignorant about ?" 

" Unlike other types, Psychic Pokemon have absolute loyalty to their trainer who they are psychically linked with but not all psychic types could make a psychic link, they need to have a high enough degree of power to form the psychic link."

" That is great and all but what does that have to do with me."

" I am getting to it !"

" Geez, no need to shout."

" You on the hand had to cross paths with the Abra whom I was planning on creating a psychic link with."

" Don't tell me."

" Yes, Ash Ketchum you are now psychically linked with Abra."

" Sorry, I guess."

" Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! That is all you have to say for yourself! Don't you know that your actions are changing the fate of this world? We are now heading towards an unknown future because of your reckless actions !" 

Sabrina shouted out with Austin just listening quietly.

" Sabrina, I am well aware of Ash Ketchum's position in this world and I know my actions are causing this world's timeline to shift and my answer to all of that is; fuck you. I have already lost someone close to me because I choose to go with the flow and not interfere in the events of the future but my actions resulted in something I still have nightmares and episodes of anger and frustration to this day about but now it's different."

Austin's eyes glowed as a crimson aura began to permeate throughout his body.

" I am willing to fight against fate if it means I can achieve my plans."

Sabrina sighed and replied," Interfere in the plans of the world and you will be destroyed."

" That's why I am preparing for the future like everyone else."

" You will fail !"

" Maybe but I can't afford to lose anyone else in Fate's grandiose plans. I am willing to fight until my very last breath."

Sabrina sighed as her body glowed with esoteric energy.

" Wait !"

Suddenly Austin called out causing Sabrina to stop.

" What ?!"

" I know this great coffee place...."

" Cut the Tauros crap, what do you want ?"

" Sigh, fine, I want some help in relation to your areas of expertise."

" What is it ?"

" Ever heard of the curse of the Viridian forest...." 

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[ Omake Paragraph ]

It is rare for a pokemon to develop a body that resembles human clothing, and typically when they do, they resemble the clothing of the culture around which they evolved. Hitmonchan's skirt and tunic seem bizarre to most: skirts are women's clothing now, were never worn by boxers, and there are no female Hitmonchan. Put in the proper context, however, it is no odder than a Jynx's robe.

Hitmonchan gained their clothing over two thousand years ago and a vast continent away in the age of Rome. Their ancestors had already become quite humanoid and developed their trademark gloves, but this did not serve them well: their resemblance was not to the "civilized" Romans, but to "barbarians" who wore few clothes and were seen as targets for conquest and enslavement. Many Hitmonchan suffered the same fate as these "barbarians", differing from them only in that they had not formed large armies or used weapons before their capture. Some brave ones fought legions with only a single fist until they were felled in battle.

None of these ancestors have survived. Modern Hitmonchan descends from what was initially a mutation as rare as shiny pokemon. Instead of a bare chest and boxing shorts, some Hitmonchan was born with what seemed to Roman eyes like a cross between a toga and a military uniform, albeit in pink instead of the Roman colors. These Hitmonchan were rewarded for these "efforts" at assimilation (despite being born that way) by becoming among the most popular pokemon among the Roman Senate and a sign of prestige across the empire. When Rome fell, its conquerors adopted many of its ways, among them the training of (now all pink-skirted) Hitmonchan which in time spread as far east as Kanto.

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