Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic so it is definitely going to have some holes. Criticism is always welcome. I'd love to hear what you have to say. Cheers!
I am the most powerful being on the planet.
By all rights and laws I should not even exist, but I do. I am a child of science, born to serve the human race with my awesome power. I was cloned from the rare Pokémon Mew, my "mother", with parts of human and Persian in me as well. I was created for the sole purpose to serve the human Giovanni in his quest for world domination. I was a slave.
I spent the next year of my new life fighting for Giovanni; laying low all who opposed me. I thought we were partners and he led me to believe such a thing was true. Once I realized his true intentions however, I destroyed his facility and nearly destroyed him. I still wonder if my mercy was justified.
After I left to find my own purpose I slowly became mad with the same world conquest Giovanni desired. I however wished to make a "perfect" world with superior Pokémon with humans as our slaves. Looking back, I still blame Giovanni for my madness. He poisoned me while I was in his employ and was not wise enough to see it. Of course such a mad venture did not succeed and I fully realized my mistake and atoned for it. In the process I met my now only good friend and the greatest Pokémon master the world has ever seen, Ash Ketchum. At the time he was my adversary but he became my savior by showing me love.
Love.
Only now do I understand the true power of love. Even when Ash had shown me just how powerful it could be, I was still ignorant. I still believed that anger, sorrow, and hate were the most powerful of emotions. I believed that love was simply an extension of the instinct to pass on the genetic code. That it was trivial and unimportant. I did not and could not foresee how love was to shape me. Even if I had known I would have not been able to comprehend my actions for I was selfish and proud. I look back with a twinge of disgust in my stomach at the memories before I found love. Before I found him.
After Giovanni's second and last attempt to control me, I set out with the only drive other than rage that I had ever known. I set out to find a purpose in my life, a reason for my being. I think that it nearly drove me mad once more in my search because of the fire in me that would not be quenched. It raged inside like the great forest fires in the west and would not stop. It was with that fire that I chose to harness in my search for meaning, for life.
As I left Ash once more beyond the horizon, contemplated my next course. How would I find what I was looking for? Where should I go? What should I do?
In my thoughts, a beginning presented itself to me. Since I was one-third human I would move among them in study. I would observe my cousins in hopes that they would offer me the water for the fire inside.
My name is Mewtwo and I walk alone.
