Hey, just to let you guys know, this is NOT a sequel to Life is wonderful, okay? TOTALLY unrelated. And please don't get my stories mixed up, I may have similar characters. In all of them, Mew will probably be sarcastic and playful.
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The machines whirred and beeped, occasionally sending out dot matrix paper with numerous codes and complicated data lines. They were computer readouts. The scientists stationed around various parts of the lab read them over occasionally, but there was no need; they were only copies in case something went wrong with the machines.
Giovanni himself walked back and forth from tank to tank, each one holding a different creature within, all asleep, all floating in amber colored liquid.
The human floated in a tank next to a strange looking pokemon unlike anything before. It was this pokemon that Giovanni wanted and looked on with something like triumph and greed.
Along with the young human and the strange pokemon clone, there was a Persian and a Flareon, it's cream colored fur waving and rippling beautifully in the liquids.
Unbeknownst to the humans, the strange pokemon clone wasn't asleep. It was merely resting.
It opened its mind and found itself in a dark void, surrounded by a misty purple glow.
(Where am I? What am I?) it asked. It's voice was deeply feminine and had a slight british lilt to it.
"You're a clone. I'm Amberthree," said a voice.
The pokemon clone turned at the sound and saw a small human girl with long, whispy hair and a sweet face.
(Amberthree?)
"That's what the people outside call me, but I'm still really Amber. What's your name?"
The pokemon thought about it.
(I don't know. Do I have one?)
The scientists gathered around the spectical. They hadn't, of course, been there upon Mewtwo's awakening, but they had heard about something like this. The Mew clone was talking with the girl!
They hurried about printing the brain wave readouts for their files and watched as the pokekmon clone's brain activity continued to spike strangely.
Around them a Persian with pale blue fur and a Flareon with orange mane and tail appeared. They looked strange to the clone.
"We're all clones," said the Flareon. Somehow, the strange cat-like clone knew that it was a female Flareon, although it didn't know how it knew.
(What am I?)
Amberthree cocked her head and smiled.
"Well, you look like a pokemon, but you talk. I only met one once that could talk and he got sad when I had to go. But my daddy's old boss got some of my hair and now I'm back again! Isn't it wonderful?"
The strange telepathic clone didn't know what to make of it.
It flew gently through the air almost without conscious effort and sudenly found itself surrounded by a beautiful town, with forests and streams and buildings and a lot of humans. It was almost sensory overload for the infant clone.
"This place is called Viridian city. It's where daddy's old boss is a gym trainer and where we're going to be born eventually. Isn't it pretty?" asked Amberthree, twirling in midair. Behind her, the other cloned pokemon floated happily in the sky.
(So I'm... a pokemon? And you're... human? A person?) asked the clone.
Amberthree nodded and giggled.
Suddenly, the Persian started to tremble and moan.
(What's wrong?) asked the clone, alarmed, eyes wide. She flew over to the troubled cat pokemon but before she could touch it, it slowly began to fade.
(What's happening?) the pokemon didn't know what to make of it. Amberthree looked on sadly as Flareon, too, began to fade in a shimmer of hazy sparkles.
"The same thing happened last time, too. We all had to say goodbye. I guess no one's figured out how to clone less powerful things. I'll have to go soon, too," she said.
(But... why? Where are you going?) asked the clone, still more alarmed. She felt... strange. Sad. Why couldn't they stay and play?
"I don't know." said Amber, and now she too was beginning to sparkle.
The clone reached up to her eye and felt wetness there.
"Mewtwo cried, too. But don't be sad. You're still alive. You have your life ahead of you, and life is wonderful," said Amber. She faded from view entirely.
Crying? She was crying. She wiped her tears away and looked off into the distance as the town faded as well. Now she was floating in the velvety purple void again.
As the Mew clone began to dream sad thoughts, the humans around were panicking. Here, too, was their failure to recreate life.
Giovanni cared nothing for the daughter of Fuji, of course. He simply wanted to see if it could be done. Apparently it couldn't. Not yet.
"Sir, Persiantwo, Amberthree and Flareontwo have all faded," said one of the men worriedly. Giovanni was known for his short temper.
Giovanni, however, smiled and watched the Mew clone sleep in its tank. It was very similar to Mewtwo, yet cloned from a second Mew DNA sample that hadn't been easy to obtain, since all material was destroyed on Mile Island.
It had the same pale grey fur, the same enlarged eyes, yet it had a longer, thinner tail, more similar to Mew's and was smaller, more lithe, less muscular. Giovanni assumed it was female.
"That's just fine," he smiled. His expression was similar to that of a Sharpedo's.
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Three months later, the clone was growing bigger. Its tail was now long and thick enough to crush a man's spinal cord and its arms were long and powerful looking. She looked exactly like Mewtwo, simply more feminine. Her coloration, too was subtly different. Pale grey instead of pale white-blue, more blue in the tail and belly than purple, yet she was simply perfect. Clouds of longer more luxurious looking fine fur drifted out from her tail.
She slept on, oblivious.
"How much longer?" Giovanni demanded of the head scientist, a man named Burke. He was a nervous, thin man with glasses and red hair.
"Um, we don't understand, sir, she was supposed to have woken up two days ago, she's done growing and all her vitals are normal--"
"--Vitals be damned, pull the plug. Drain her tank," Giovanni snapped.
"But... but sir! She would die!!" exclaimed the nervous man.
"No she won't. She'll be fine. Drain it," Giovanni ordered. No one dared ignore a direct order from The Boss.
Burke hurried over to the large clone's tank and pressed in the override code for the feeding tubes and other life supporting controls. The machine stopped humming and the liquid stopped bubbling.
The pokemon opened her eyes. They were a startling shade of cerulean blue, bright and deep and cold.
They were glowing.
Burke stepped away just in time. She exploded her inch-thick glass enclosure and sat there dripping wet. The scientists around the room began to clap. They had done it!
"She's alive!" cried a deliriously happy Burke, whos eyes were streaming with tears. Science truly was a beautiful thing!
(I'm... alive. Who am I? Where am I?) the pokemon asked, her deep, feminine voice filling the room. She may have just been born, but she did not miss the way the tall, broad human man's eyes traveled her body with something akin to hunger. She instinctively did not like this human.
"You are experiment 003, our greatest achievement! after all the hell we went through in trying to bring back Mewtwo, we finally have a Mewthree! We cloned you using a very rare pokemon's DNA, a fossilized hair from deep in the mountains of Kanto. You are a clone of Mew!" beamed Burke.
The clone looked down at her hands, flexed her powerful three fingers and experimented with her long blue tail. Alive. She was alive. And these humans didn't even think her worthy to have a proper name? They were treating her like some science experiment! She wasn't an object, she was alive!
She glared aggers at the humans in front of her and flexed her powerfully lithe body, preparing to get up and take her first step into this strange new world. She stepped down from the remnants of the glass tube she had been born in and stood at least a few inches taller than most of the humans in the room, yet she was only in fact 5'11".
(I am not a science experiment, I am alive!) she said in her slight British lilt. She felt power surge through her body and imagined the entire place on fire. She felt a warm rush of something come from within her and the place went up in flames.
Hell began. She smiled as she turned her powers on the machines in the room. The greedy human she had noticed earlier was moving to restrain her with other pokemon, but she flattened them.
She felt something envelop her and carry her safely from the burning building, landing far away in a stand of trees outside the building. This place... she had seen it before... had it been a dream?
(Viridian...) she thought. She looked around. The building she had been in was beginning to collapse. She was pleased to see no humans running out.
She turned her face to the skyand let the wind dry her wet body off, drying the life supporting fluids on her fine fur into a sticky mess.
She walked unsteadily over to a small brooke and began washing it off, until she was wet once more.
She was alive, of that she knew. But what was she truly? What was her purpose? Did she even have a name? Was there even a place for her in this world?
And what of this Mewtwo she had heard of? Was it a clone like her?
She felt determined to find out.
She floated up into the air and flew off lazily among the clouds, enjoying the feeling of being alive.
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Yes, she is like another Mewtwo, just a bit more... well, you'll see. Please review!!!!1 Again this has nothing whatsoever to do with my previous story, life is wonderful.
Also, I have transfomred my myspace page into a tribute to Mewtwo if anyone would care to check it out. www. myspace . com / kornmetal4