Uh. . .

Bubbles rose around him. A strange fluid rippled through the enclosed space, its coldness silently embracing him. Muffled sounds outside floated by, meaningless but yet highly intriguing in their source and purpose.

Where. . . where is this place. . .

Darkness melted away from his world as his violet eyes slowly opened. He viewed a blurred scene through an orange-tinted liquid, his eyes not fully opened. Pale figures lingered outside; where they ghosts? Or some unknown creatures of an alien world?

What is this? What am I doing here? What am I? What are those things?

Questions arose furiously in the being's mind. An angry, blue power enveloped his body and the world of orange water shattered.

. . .

The researchers turned, shocked at the sudden noise. Then, their shock turned to surprise. The being, the cloned one, Mewtwo, had finally awakened. As the orange liquid streamed from the broken cloning tube, the being sat up, its dark violet eyes regarding each person with a silent, observant gaze.

. . .

These were no ghosts. They were odd creatures, creatures that were cloaked mostly in white. But what where they here for? And what did they want with him?

The creatures were talking amongst each other. Mewtwo could make out what they were saying, the strange beings were complimenting each other on some sort of success. But what sort of success?

'You. . . who are you?' Mewtwo spoke.

'We are the ones who brought you here,' one of the creatures said, 'you are the success of our experiment.'

Experiment? Is this all I am here for? Just. . . some. . . meaningless. . .

Mewtwo sensed other tubes nearby and shattered them, hoping to find other beings. Instead, he only found the same strange, orange liquid that had encased him inside his tube. Confused and angered, Mewtwo expanded his mind into the place and found strange things: tubes, wires, metal, etc. He disregarded their function and destroyed them all, mercilessly tearing, ripping, and shredding. Explosions rocked the island where the metal building was placed and smoke rose in a pillar from the rubble.

Several moments later, Mewtwo had reduced the place to a burning ruin. He stepped down from what was left of his tube and turned, letting his eyes rest on the cylindrical structure. In disgust, he waved a hand, slashing the thing with a rend of mind energy, and the cylinder shattered. Mewtwo turned away and started toward the edge of the island.

He looked out across the field of ruin and saw a vast expanse of blue. A dark plane of sapphire expanded outwards below the great blue of the sky. Mewtwo stepped over to the dark, blue thing and ran his hand through it. He immediately withdrew his hand, for the water was even colder than the orange liquid he slept in for however long he had slept.

Mewtwo turned again and what he saw nearly stopped his heart. One of the pale creatures he had seen was trapped under several slabs of fallen metal. Something red pooled out around the thing and some of the red was on the metal that crushed the strange creature. Mewtwo stepped closer to investigate and gently nudged the thing. It did not move. Fear ate at his heart and he nudged the thing again. But still, the creature remained silent and unmoving.

His heart was now beating rapidly. Despair and confusion swirled in his eyes and anger festered in his mind. He looked in to the dissipating memories of the fallen creatures to find out more about this world.

The giant blue thing was the ocean. Water from the sky fell down to the earth sometimes. The creatures he had killed were humans. They were trying to create the most powerful Pokémon in the world by cloning something called DNA from a creature called Mew. They, apparently, had succeeded.

Mewtwo sighed and stepped away from the ruin. He was in this world merely because of what these humans wanted. Now, he had killed them and he had nowhere to go. Mewtwo sat down on the dusty grass, his tail twitching in slight irritation.

'Well, well, well. What have we here?' A voice sounded behind Mewtwo. He turned to see a dark, shadowy figure standing behind him. A narrow plume of white billowed out from the creature's head and a collar of red surrounded its neck. A single blue eye stared at him, and the pupil, unlike most creatures, was white.

Who are you? Mewtwo asked, his voice sounding from his mind.

'I am Darkrai. Ruler of the Shadows.' Darkrai answered.

What do you want?

'I have come to tell you something. These wretched humans have dragged you out into the world for their own selfish pleasures.' Darkrai noticed Mewtwo gazing at the dead researcher with silent guilt.

'Do not mind them. They deserved it,' Darkrai said, his voice bitter, 'you should come with me. Together, we shall teach these pathetic vermin their true, rightful place in this world. What do you say, Mewtwo?'

Mewtwo was silent. He did not think that it would be right for there to be more bloodshed just because his existence came for the selfishness of others. He was alive, and that was a good thing. Someone had told him that, but why couldn't he remember who?

Darkrai. . . are you sure. . . we should do this?

'To not act. . . would be the wrong thing,' Darkrai sneered at the dead creature, 'come with me. We shall lay waste to these foolish creatures.'

Mewtwo thought for another moment. He glanced at he dead human again and his mind repulsed at the frail weakness of the odd, out-of-place creatures.

Alright.

'Eh? You will. . . ?' Darkrai eyed Mewtwo suspiciously, unsure whether or not the being had made up his mind.

I will go with you.

'Excellent!' Darkrai exclaimed, 'follow me. I am going to show you your new home.'

Mewtwo nodded slowly and got up.

Maybe what this Darkrai person is going to do is the right thing. After all, these creatures are so pathetically weak. Why not put them out of their misery for them?

Darkrai morphed into a shadow and floated through the surface of the ocean. Mewtwo stepped to the edge of the island, uncertain of what to do.

'Fly, Mewtwo,' Darkrai called, his voice disembodied, 'use your powers. Do you not here them? They call out to you. . .'

Mewtwo nodded and summoned his mind energy, and he flew over the surface of the ocean. Darkrai then continued flowing across the ocean, and this time, Mewtwo followed with a sure, steady pace.

Some distance behind the two, the tiny figure of a long-tailed, pink cat bobbed up and down above the ruins. Its bright, blue eyes watched the two go and after several seconds of watching, it flew away, disappearing into the sky.