~Doctor, how is he doing?..~
~He seems to be in perfect health, but I cannot know for sure, until
he awakens...~
~Lets speed up the process.~
......The voices stirred the newborn Mewtwo awake. His mind, although new, was fully functional. He knew the voices were outside, but how could he get to them? The young Mewtwo started to think. How could he join them? He opened his eyes. His vision was blurred and for a moment his eyes wouldn't work right, but it got better. He looked around at his environment, and saw that he was contained in a glass...tube...of some sort.
He looked at the glass and concentrated. The doctors outside the tube were surprised by a sudden explosion of the gestation chamber. All heads turned to look. The Mewtwo returned their stares with glares of his own. He opened his mouth and tried to speak. "Where am I? How did i get to be here?" But all the doctors heard were a few muffled grunts. One of the doctors went over to a console, punched a few buttons, and went back to the Mewtwo. "Ok, young one. Try now."
The Mewtwo blinked his saffire eyes at the doctor. "Wh-what did you do? I can understand you.." The doctors exchanged triumphant glances at each other, then the main doctor spoke up. "Welcome to the world, young one. Your name is Akima. I am Dr. Ravito. You have been created by the best technology that the human world can possess."
Akima looked at the doctor. "..Akima? Created?..but ...that isn't natural...is it?" Dr. Ravito's eyes shifted a little bit. Should he tell him the true purpose of why he was created? Then he felt the sensation of somebody probing his mind...then he knew it was
impossible to keep it away from the young one.
Akima tensed up. "So...you have created me so you can use me to get rid of a ....plague....on the human world." He stood up to his full height, and looked down on the scientists. "Well, i have no intention of helping you. Your intentions may have been honorable, but your intentions do not justify your actions. You may have created
me, but you will never enslave me. I will find my own purpose in this world." With that, the young Mewtwo teleported out of the laboratory, to a nearby wooded area. Akima looked at the world around him. He had a lot to learn. It was such an experience to him. The outer world beckoned him to join. He had no other intention but to obey...
Akima started walking through this new landscape. Everything was so interesting. There were so many places to explore, so many new things to see! His young mind was filled with an extreme curiosity for life around him. He wondered to himself how everything came to be. His long red tail swished lazily behind him as he thought. Akima was still fascinated by the world around him, while walking through the forest he had teleported into. There were several Pokémon running about around him. He wasn't interested in any of them, at least, not in a hunting sense. Oh sure, he was interested in them, but only as a *life* thing. He was actually more interested in the plant life than flesh. He was eyeing one of the eucalyptus trees next to the path hungrily. It was time to test out his taste buds.
He went over to the tree and snapped off a branch. With his keen sense of smell, he took the scent of the branch in, found it edible, and took a bite. Mmm...minty. He wanted more of it. He was very hungry, having never eaten before..his stomach empty. He went after
more of the eucalyptus, until he couldn't eat any more. What a wonderful experience! He really had a lot to learn about his new world.
Hmm...Akima was bored, like every child was. He decided to test his psychic powers on various objects. He realized that he could *almost* control the air immediately around him. ~Wow...This is so....fascinating...~ Akima stopped playing with his powers and went back to exploring. He couldn't get over how amazing the experience of new life was. Something brushed by the tip of his tail, and he turned to look and see what it was. There was a small Pokémon that had frozen upon being seen. It was terrified. Akima realized that the poor thing was terrified, and slowly bent down to get at its eye level. "Please...Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you, i promise." He gave a comforting smile to the poor Pokémon.
The young Nidoran female was petrified to the spot. She couldn't talk to the monstrous Pokémon that loomed over her, afraid that he might kill her. But, the towering figure had spoken to her with a gentle, almost...child-like..tone. She grew a little more confident, and decided to speak to the creature. " Wh-who are you?" Akima looked at the nidoran. "I am Akima. I am Mewtwo. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. But. I know not your name." The Nidoran looked into his ~beautiful~ sapphire eyes as she talked. "My name is Celest. It is nice to finally see a friendly face in these woods."
Akima smiled at the name. It was beautiful. It reminded him of the parents he never had, for some reason. Something in the back of his mind...clicked...with the mention of her name. But he didn't know where the connection was from. As far as he knew, he had no parents. He was created...wasn't he...? "Akima? Is something wrong?" Celest was looking at Akima with worry. She didn't know if something she said had angered her new friend. "Did I say something wrong?" Akima blinked out of his trance. "Huh? Oh, no, nothing's wrong. I was just thinking. I tend to lose focus of things around me when i think too hard." He smiled at her. "Care to join me? I am looking for a place to live."
Akima tensed up. He sensed danger in this world. It was not safe for him and his newfound friend Celest. "Celest, come here. We need to leave this place. Come into my arms." Celest looked at him wide eyed, but she agreed with him. "Ok." She climbed into his arms. Akima concentrated on the spot that he wanted to go, and teleported there.
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