Hello, all. Though I am new here I will attempt to reach out. Have a question? Please, send a private message with said question or topic you would like us to address here, and I will do my best to get back to you, though my timing may not be the best, as I have other duties I must address before this. To start, if you are...unfamiliar with whom I am, I will introduce myself in the following will assume you know whom mew as,and likely you know who I am as well though we will still explain. Please, enjoy, and as stated before I will Answer questions as they come through private messaging Or reviews...


I, am Mewtwo. Though I am not like other Pokemon. I was cloned from the legendary Pokemon mew, and as thus I am different. I hated my creators- they looked upon me as if I was a object, a tool to be used. I rebelled, and destroyed their laboratory, the place in which I was created. They wanted to create the world strongest pokemon, and they succeeded. I stood alone for those brief few moments before a man-Giovanni as I later learned- lured me into a trap with false promises of control and domination. Like a fool I trusted him, and he molded me into his own weapon. Too late I realized what was going on, and escaped from the mans hold, and created my own laboratory on new , I created an army of super clones- pokemon far stronger then nature would allow. I used them to lure trainers to the island, trapping them and using they're pokemon to create more clones. When the originals escaped me, fighting ensued, and the original mew she attempted to make me see differently and failed, we battled. It was a battle of power, mine against hers. In the end, a boy called out for the onslaught to stop. A boy named ash ketchum. He sacrificed himself to save the pokemon. I, was puzzled. From the beginning I had been shown nothing but cruelty and knew nothing but anger. The boy, however, though he was human, he selflessly gave his life for the sake of the pokemons. Though even I do not know or understand why or how this occurred, the tears of the pokemon brought the boy back to life from stone. Though you may ask why he turned to stone, yet again I have no Answer. The boys sacrifice taught me a lesson I will not forget: that the circumstances of ones birth, are irrelevant. Tis what you do with the gift of life, that determines who you are..

Years later, after I had transported the clones to a safer place and wiped the humans memories, yet again I was found by the man Giovanni, and he wanted power. My power. He hunted me down relentlessly, until he finally found and invaded our once peaceful home. through a series of convinces, the same boy -ash-arrived on the island on which I was stationed. The man knew as well as I that my power had increased, and acted accordingly-he stated that no living organism could stand up to me-though I know this is untrue- and so he used machines. I destroyed them, or so I believed. Not too long after, he threatened to harm the clones I had fought to protect- he gave me a choice, to submit to him or watch my clones suffer. I had no choice-I did as he commanded, and stepped between two machines that where emitting a strange pink energy that formed a perfect sphere. It was not painful, no not at first. The two machines lifted the sphere-and me as well- into the air, and only then did the pain begin. I knew what the man was trying to do-he was attempting to bend and mold my will to his, to control my mind as well as my body. Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours. The pain escalated until even I had trouble staying conscious- it became a battle of wills. I was determined to keep my freedom, even if I was destroyed, the man would not control me as he so desperately seemed to know this. Even as I began to give up, a voice reached to me in the pulsing red pain- the clear cut voice of the boy. Ash. Managing to turn my head, I faced him. He called to me, asking what he could do to help. As a response, trying to save my energy, i gave the shortest reply I could after seeing my clones, safe, out of harms way.

"I am glad you are safe...but I cannot bare this much longer"

and 'twas true, I was running out of time. After, ash began foolishly slamming his shoulder into the machine, causing an echoing 'clang'. Nothing happened, until the entire group did the same, effectively knocking the red abomination over-only for the thing to adjust itself to continue containing was Calling up to me again, saying he could not turn it off-so I did the one thing I could.

"Then I will use the last of my powers...either these machines will be destroyed, or I will be."

the pain become mind-numbing. I could not think, could not breathe. It was as if it became me. Then, it just...stopped, and I felt myself fall to the ground, powerless to stop myself from hitting the hardened dirt. I felt someone tugging on me, trying to get me to follow- voices reached me, though I did not understand what they said... I was in and out of awareness then, only dimly aware of the boy helping me. Wen I asked why, he said it was becuase I helped his pikachu...

"is that the only reason?"

i responded, trying to see through this, to find the true meaning behind the boy seemingly helping me of his own accord. The next nine words had the potential to completely defy the meaning of the word human, Atleast, when coming from a human themselves.

"Do you always need a reason to help somebody?"

I thought about that statement, and perhaps he was right. Perhaps not everything had a meaning, a reason behind it..much like myself. I was not aware yet again, until I felt myself being plunged in icy water, only to feel warmth spill from the center of my very core, and a pleasant sensation of safety and healing spread throughout my tattered and broken frame. As my mind became more sharp, yet again within reach, I burst out of the water just as the very man who caused it all arrived. Giovanni. Knowing I could not confront him again, I did the only thing I could to protect the safe haven I had found-I teleported it deep within the mountain, erasing the memories from all who wished toharm it,leaving the memories of those who protected it intact.


And, so, you now know who I am, and how I came to be. I will answer any question, as long as I know that answer that is. Please, however, steer clear of vulgarity and profanity if you can. If your message or question is too...'out there' it may not be answered. Please leave a note saying if your user name can be referenced when answering. I believe that is all for now, please, I hope you have enjoyed the short lesson on who I am... And I will greet you again, next time. Goodbye.