The boy walked through the doors of the lab, not caring that he didn't have the clearance to be here. He raised his hand, and the receptionist fell asleep, her suspicions about the intruder confirmed. As he continued onward, eight Pokemon appeared around him.

"So, you're really going through with it?" his Dragonaire asked.

"Probably," was the boy's response.

"But we're going to check it out first, right?" Clefairy queried.

"Of course we are!" Gengar retorted angrily.

"It's not like he can do it without us anyways," Pikachu said haughtily.

"We all got the message," Diglett said calmly. "And we all need to decide."

"He's strong, though, stronger than any of us," Butterfree said worriedly. "They must really have him sealed up tight."

"Then we'll just have to not get caught," was Beedrill's curt response.

Togepi didn't say anything. She didn't have to. It had all already been said. Riding in the boy's arms, she snuggled into them for what could be the last time. She also knew the boy's deepest wish, and knew the exchange that he wanted to make.

The group continued on, knocking out security guards who barely knew that they were there. Soon they were in the most secure part of the lab, where the darkest secret of Team Rocket was kept.

"Hey, you shouldn't be here!"

"Quick, call security!"

"Stop them!"

The scientists made an uproar, and due to the psychic shielding that they wore to protect them from their experiment, the boy couldn't dispose of them the way he had the guards before. In an instant, there was an alarm sounding through the lab. In response, a man in a red suit appeared on a ledge across from the boy.

"How did this boy and his Pokemon get in here?" Giovanni shouted. "Whatever you think you're doing, boy, you'd better think again. No one crosses Team Rocket and gets away with it. Guh!" He grunted as a Gust from Butterfree flung him backwards into the wall. The others had already rendered the scientists unconscious. The boy walked over to the large glass tube that held his target, encased in as much shielding as the scientists had been able to use while still studying the clone they had made. As he approached, Mewtwo's eyes lit up, and he spoke into the boy's mind, as had his Pokemon.

"So, you've come."

"Of course. The conditions are...acceptable."

"You are sure that you wish to leave this body behind?"

"This body is diseased and will die within the month anyways."

"And the rest of you?" Mewtwo turned his gaze from one to the other. Each of them made their conditions known. They all had already truly known what would happen here, the conversation before merely for the sake of something to say. "Acceptable. Then let us begin."

An aura began to rage around the boy, a pale yellow. Clefairy was next, a pink aura appearing around her. Butterfree's light blue aura appeared next, and the lights began to flicker. Gengar's black aura quickly followed, and then Dragonaire was shrouded in navy-blue light. A brown aura appeared around Diglett as a bright yellow one surrounded Pikachu. Beedrill, struggling with his aura, eventually released his orange light. The electronics in the room were already starting to go crazy as Togepi's white aura appeared, having wanted to be last. Then, finally, Mewtwo's aura began to pulse, his enclosure wearing away under the barrage of psychic energy. Explosions began to tear apart the lab as Togepi snuggled one last time into her trainer's human arms...