MEWTWO-MIRROR IMAGE
rated M: it contains low level violence
this is the first chapter in a story about Mewtwo OBVIOUSLY! its sorta an action/drama/romance thingy not to sure what category...meh be gentle with reviews thanks and hope you enjoy
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Mirror Image Chapter 1: Descent
Cold, i'm cold but it's the middle of summer, it's dark but it is the middle of the day. Why do i feel this way?
Mewtwo aimlessly wandered the backstreets of Goldenrod city, a look of indifferance on his face as usual but deep in his mind trouble stirred. He had alot to think about since his escape from mount Quenya, lonliness had gripped him like a claw of ice forcing him to question himself; why was he alive? what purpose did he have if not to serve Giovanni? What should he do with himself? Mewtwo couldnt answer these questions, that scarred him.
Mewtwo would observe people and pokemon from the shadows vicariously living off their joy and happiness, Mewtwo often found himself probing their minds, he would tell himself that he was only making sure that they didnt know he was there but he was honestly searching their minds to find out what they had that he didnt, why were they happy when he wasn't?
Days progressed into weeks, weeks into months and months into years. Mewtwos solitude slowly took him to the edge of his own sanity. "why do I feel as if my heart has been ripped out when i can feel it beating in my chest!" Mewtwos voice was raspping from lack of use "Maybe i should end it all!" "go ahead!" a voice. Mewtwo looked around "Who's there?" bellowed Mewtwos telekenetic voice " leave me in peace!" ordered Mewtwo, his voice full of woe, he was supprised at himself for showing such emotion in his usually sharp and cruel voice.
Telekenetically Mewtwo lifted a sharp piece of metal and aimed the point at his head "Go ahead, who's going to miss you?" the voice again. For a few seconds Mewtwo scanned the imediate area with his mind searching for the owner of the voice. After a minute he realised that he was alone, no one was there, it was his own mind. His one and ownly companion had turned against him, all that Mewtwo had left was his mind and it seemed that it was almost gone.