Summary: A girl who doesn't understand battling and a Pokemon who never wanted to understand. By a freakish accident Mewtwo is caught by a small girl only just starting out on her journey. She's an aspiring young trainer who loves Pokemon and dreams of becoming a Pokemon Professor. For some reason when Mewtwo comes out of the Pokeball he is reduced to a small, baby-like version of himself. As they journey through Sinnoh, Hoenn, and Johto to get to Kanto and ask Professor Oak for help they both learn new discoveries about battles and each other that they never imagined to come across.


Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon! Just the plot for this story and my OC!


Learning and Discovering

Prologue

I...I've always wondered...what's the real point to catching and training Pokemon? I've read plenty of professor Oak and professor Rowan's reports on the subject. I know all the logical reasons for it by heart but...I still don't think I get it. All the top professor's say it's to enrich and provide knowledge to both the trainer and the Pokemon. For them to bond with the experiences they share together; all the hardships throughout their journey. But do you know what I see? What I see every damn day?

Alot of abuse...

Trainers mistreat their Pokemon every day for their own personal gain. I understand that some Pokemon like battling...but maybe they shouldn't. All they do is train, battle, win, lose. Don't get me wrong...I know there are plenty of good trainers out there who love and care for their Pokemon, like Ashy, and their Pokemon are happy to help them out in winning battles and contests. But then there are trainers like Paul-kun. I know he, at the very least, loves his Torterra...but he's got to learn to say things other than, ''Do it right this time or you don't eat.''

But all in all, I see catching and training Pokemon as a useless affair. Please don't judge me. I love Pokemon but...why should I waste the rest of my childhood and adulthood going on journeys only to come back home and think about all the other things I could have done with my life?

I lay awake in my bed, staring up at my white ceiling. My waist-length purple hair is splayed across the pillow every which way. I'm extremely restless, thinking about tomorrow. I sigh as I roll over onto my side and push myself out of bed, walking to the sliding door that connects my room to the balcony. I step out into the full moon that is hanging over the Sinnoh region tonight. The railing is cool against my stomach, only covered by a thin magenta tank top. I close my eyes and let the wind wash over my face to help get rid of my anxiety. My hair and pajama pants start to billow in the breeze.

When I open my eyes my pupil-less purple orbs widen as I stare up at the moon in surprise. There are two silhouettes there, flying around each other as if playing. Both have long tails (I think they're tails) and one is notably larger than the other. But as soon as I blink they're both gone and I can't help wondering if it's just my imagination. I shake my head roughly and turn away from the balcony.

Anyway, I should go back to sleep now; I have a long day tomorrow.

I sigh as I climb back in my bed and pull the covers over my bedhead.

Tomorrow's my tenth birthday...

Whoopee...


Chapter One: You Are Very Strange

'KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!'

''Urrrrggggh...'' came my muffled response from under the blanket.

''It's time to wake up, sleepyhead! I made a big birthday breakfast just for you! It's best for you to start out your journey with something in your tummy!''

I looooove my mom. I hurry and scramble out of my bed, throwing off my tank top and navy blue pajama bottoms. I rush to my closet and throw on my usual outfit. The top half of my shirt is burgundy while the bottom half is green. I have a black belt on and the sleeves end just a bit past my elbow. My pants are dark blue somewhat baggy jeans and my shoes are black with purple laces and purple lightning bolts on each side. I quickly brush my hair and put on my favorite bandanna to keep my bangs covered and out of my face. The bandanna is burgundy like my shirt and has a green 'K' on the front that stands for my name. I finish the ensemble with black fingerless gloves. Aren't I cute?

I open the door in a rush, anticipating my mom's awesome cooking melting in my mouth when I slam right into someone and fall on my butt like a flailing fish. I feel an arm wrap around me to lift me up and put me on their back so I was riding piggyback style.

''Jo-Jo!'' I shouted, laughing gleefully as my older brother by six years carries my down the stairs and into the kitchen. I pout as I stare at the back of his head. How come he gets to have normal black hair (which he wears in a low ponytail) and me and mom are stuck with our freakish purple? His eyes are purple like ours though.

He let me down in my chair and I immediately started stuffing my face with the pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, sausage, and various other breakfast foods on the table. My brother laughed as he watched me shovel food in my bottomless pit of a stomach.

''Slow down, Ko-chan! You'll choke!'' (No, 'Ko' is not my full first name)

My mother put out a plate for my brother and smiled at me warmly.

''Oh, let her eat, Kusanjo. It's the last day she gets to eat my cooking for a while!'' My mood automatically diminished but I didn't show it and kept eating.

-Pokemon-

''Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?'' My brother asked for the fourteenth time today.

''Relax, I'll be fine! Professor Rowan's lab isn't far from here. You worry too much,'' I stated, mounting my new purple bicycle. We live in between Twinleaf Town and Sandgem.

''Sure, sure!'' He said and gave me one last hug. ''I'll meet you in Hearthrome in a couple weeks.''

I nodded as my mom gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek. She handed me my new dark purple backpack (yes that is apparently the theme here) full of supplies for my journey. I kicked off the ground and waved to them.

''Be safe!'' My mom yelled as she and Kusanjo waved back.

''I will!'' I replied and continued on my way.

I stopped once they were out of sight, got off my bike, and sat down with a huff. As you know by now from my earlier rant I don't particularly want to become a Pokemon trainer. Or coordinator. Or breeder...though that would probably be okay. But I do want to figure out why so many people are into this. Yes, I'm doing this for research. I'd love to be a professor someday and study Pokemon philosophy. I also just want to have my own personal best friend to travel around with, you know? Pokemon are like your pets, partner, and eternal friend all wrapped in one. I love all of Kusanjo's Pokemon but I want some of my own.

But my current problem is I wouldn't know which one to pick. I'm sure all three would be cute and sweet but...how am I just supposed to just choose one at the drop of a hat? Shouldn't it be like fate or something? How can I just randomly pick my fated partner?

-Pokemon-

''We must leave now, Mew. The humans are starting to congress into this area.'' He said stiffly.

'But why? We were having fun! So what if they see us?' Mewtwo gave him an impatient glare and was about to reply when there was suddenly a large flash that left him momentarily blinded. Mewtwo shut his eyes tightly and Mew let out a small shriek in surprise. Blindly, Mewtwo flew through the crowd of people. Even after the majority of the loud voices faded into the background he kept going. He ended up crashing into something.

Hard.

The next few seconds after that were a blur.

-Pokemon-

I let out a long tiring sigh. I figure that it's about time I continue on my way to Prof. Rowan's before he starts wondering where I am. I've been sitting here probably about a full ten minutes, throwing my Masterball up and down in my hand. It was a gift from my brother.

''Ne, Ko-chan, this way you'll be able to capture whatever Pokemon you want for your second one. Don't waste it!''

I can here the cheers of people a little ways away. My birthday happens to be on the Fourth of July, so there are alot of people celebrating back in Twinleaf. I throw my Masterball up once again and jump in surprise when I here it smack into something. I look up in shock to see a large red silhouette before it gets sucked into the Pokeball and falls back into my waiting hands.

I've probably been staring at it for a few minutes before I finally blinked. What...just happened? Did I just catch a Pokemon? I haven't even gotten my official starter Pokemon yet. I now have the incredible urge to figure out what kind of Pokemon is inside.

I start shaking it like an idiot for a few seconds before realizing I'm supposed to throw it up in the air. I take in a deep breath and throw it up really high. It catches the glint of the sun so I have to squint my eyes. It opens with a loud 'POP' and releases the Pokemon in a bright flash of red light.

My expression just went blank. I could have sworn that this Pokemon was bigger when it was being sucked into the Pokeball. It sat on the ground with it's legs separated and it's hands infront of him. Much like a puppy would sit except it had it's legs apart. I watched, still blankly in my shock, as it shook his head and raised its head to look up at me. In a daze, I lifted my hand and caught the ball as it flew back to me.

The Pokemon was a light purple color with a long dark purple tail that started from its stomach going behind it.(Perfect match for me, huh?)It has three fingers on each hand with a ball like shape on the end of each finger. Its arms and torso are skinny but its legs up to its ankles are very rounded. But what I still can't believe is how small it is. It's a bit bigger than a Pikachu...maybe about the size of a Meowf? I can't tell whether it's a cat or mouse like Pokemon. But, from the looks of it it's a baby...whatever it is. But...I could have sworn it was larger...

Cute dark violet eyes blink up at me confusedly before they suddenly widen. I watch as it leaps to it's feet only to fall flat on its face. Apparently its legs are a little unsteady at the moment. I rush forward and help it sit up. It glares at me and tries to push me away, but its currently too weak to do so. Only a moment later it passes out in my arms.

I hurry to pick it up, noticing how light it is, and place it in the basket at the front of my bike. I jump on and peddle as fast as possible. Prof. Rowan's place is closer than the nearest Pokemon Center so I head there. The little one in my basket groans slightly and in my shock I almost fell over.

One: It didn't even open its mouth.

Two: The groan sounded human. Kinda deep too.

When I make it to Prof. Rowans lab I snatch up the Pokemon and hop off my bike, letting it fall to the ground. I rush through the doors and almost smack into someone.

''Oh, hello. You must be the new trainer. My name is Lucus, how may I assist you?'' I look at him like he's crazy. Can he not see the unconscious Pokemon in my arms?

''My Pokemon! I don't know what's wrong with it!'' I shout frantically, truly worried about the health of the Pokemon I caught by accident. Lucus finally looks down and notices the small figure in my arms. He tells me to follow him and leads me down a hallway and through the first door on the right. I see Prof. Rowan standing infront of a table. There are a bunch of machines and stuff all around the room but I don't pay much attention to that. On the table I spot a Chimchar, Turtwig, and Piplup looking at me eagerly and I realize these are probably the Pokemon I'm supposed to choose from.

The professor turns to me with a look of surprise as he stares down at the purple Pokemon in my arms. He takes it from my grasp and puts it on an examining table while he asks me what happened. I thoroughly explain what happened as he looks over the small Pokemon.

''What is your full name?'' He asks when I finish.

''Kamiko Flasher. What Pokemon is it?'' I ask, genuinely curious. I'd never seen a Pokemon quite like this one.

''I don't particularly know much about it...but from what I've researched this is Mewtwo. A clone of the legendary Pokemon, Mew. But I'm confused. Mewtwo is supposed to be much larger than this, yet he is currently very small. He seems to be a baby version of himself.'' I knew he'd been bigger, I thought to myself. I then blanched for a moment.

''How do you know he's a boy?'' I honestly can't tell it's gender just by looking at it. Prof. Rowan chuckles at me slightly and gives me a teasing smile. He takes my arm and leads me to the other end of the table by Mewtwo's feet. The Prof. takes a hold of each small ankle and separate's them slightly.

''AAAaaaarrrgggghhhrrrr,'' was the idiotic sound I made as I jumped back in disgust. I ended up tripping over my feet and falling to the cold hard floor. Apparently my gurgle-ish yell woke up Mewtwo because he suddenly sat up, looking startled. Previous disgust at looking at his genitals forgotten, I jumped up in excitement and rushed to stand behind Prof. Rowan.

Mewtwo scooted backwards slightly, a scowl on his(completely adorable)face.

''Hello, Mewtwo,'' Prof. Rowan said in a calm tone. I peeked from behind the professor, suddenly feeling kinda shy. Mewtwo, who had been previously glaring at Prof. Rowan turned and directed his glare on me. I 'eeped' and rushed back behind the professor. Though the small Pokemon was very cute and only a third of my size, he looked really serious and intimidating at the moment.

''Um...Professor...what's Mewtwo's type?'' I asked quietly, peeking slightly back out from his back.

''I do not know,'' he replied. I swear I saw Mewtwo smirk. ''But I know two people you could ask. Ash Ketchum and Professor Oak. Oak was telling me about how Ash had told him some things about a mysterious Pokemon but he couldn't give me all the details because he promised Ash. I only recently found out he must have been talking about Mewtwo.''

It didn't surprise me that Ash was one of the only people who knew about Mewtwo. Ashy was always hanging around with legendary Pokemon. I only then just processed how truly rare Mewtwo was. He was a clone of an extremely rare Pokemon called Mew.

''WOW!'' I exclaimed, ''But why would he be hanging around here?'' Prof. Rowan only shrugged.

''I suggest you take him to Oak. He may be able to help you. Maybe even figure out why Mewtwo is now so small.'' Mewtwo, as if only just now realizing his small stature, jumped and examined his body with a look of surprise and disbelief. ''Apparently, he is unaware of the cause himself,'' Prof. Rowan stated. I nodded in agreement.

''Prof. Oak lives in the Kanto region, right?'' I ask. Prof. Rowan nods and then turns his attention to the three Pokemon on the table opposite where we were standing.

''Have you decided which Pokemon you would like to start with?'' I glance at the Pokemon. All three are jumping up and down , making noises as if to say, ''Pick me! Pick me!'' I turn back to Mewtwo to see him staring at me. His expression is now blank so I can't tell what he's thinking. It was then I made my decision.

''I want Mewtwo!'' I stated determinedly. Lucus, who had just walked in, tripped in surprise at my outburst and dropped the stack of papers he was holding. Prof. Rowan's eyes widened and Mewtwo let out a low feral growl, making all three of us jump.

''I don't think that's safe, Kamiko. Mewtwo is a very dangerous, unknown experimental Pokemon,'' Prof. Rowan replied, backing away from Mewtwo and dragging me so I was behind his back again. Lucus went to hide behind a desk. But I no longer feared him. I was too excited now.

I walked back up to the table. Mewtwo growled again but I didn't react like the other two did. I climbed up and sat on the table cross-legged across from him. ''Ne, you are so cute, Mewtwo, '' I said, giving him a friendly smile. He stopped growling but continued to glare at me. I turned my head slightly to address Prof. Rowan. ''Yep. I definitely want Mewtwo to be my new Pokemon. Besides, I already caught him,'' I said, pulling out my Masterball. Mewtwo backed away so fast he fell off the table.

I jumped off and ran to the other side of the table to help him up. He looked a little disoriented from the fall which worried me. ''Maybe I shouldn't carry him in the Masterball too often...just to be safe,'' I muttered to Professor Rowan who had come and stood behind me to see if Mewtwo was alright. Lucus had come out from behind the desk but still stood a few feet away.

''If your sure. You'll need this.'' Professor Rowan handed me a green Pokenav and Pokedex. ''If you could do me a favor and help me find new information on some of the Pokemon in the Sinnoh, Hoenn, Johto, and Kanto regions I would be happy to supply you with all you need on your journey.

''All of them?'' I ask incredulously.

"Well, you have to cross Hoenn and Johto to get to Kanto to see Oak and your in Sinnoh, so why not?'' I looked at him like he was crazy for a second. But...if he was going to give me all the supplies I would need for free...how could I refuse? I nodded in agreement, but I wasn't exactly happy about it. ''Excellent! We'll get you prepared right now.''

Mewtwo seemed to come back to his senses right then because he suddenly reached out an arm and grabbed the closest thing to him. Unfortunately, that was me since I was kneeling infront of him. I grunted in surprise and a little bit of pain as he grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me down so I was at eye level with him. He seemed as if he were about to say something, but thought better of it.

I must admit I was a little bit disappointed. I wanted to know what kind of sound he made. I know what his voice sounds like from his groaning earlier and his growling just recently, but I wanted to know exactly what it is he is able to say. Would he say his name like most Pokemon? 'Mewtwo! Mewtwo!' Would he say the name of the Pokemon he was cloned from? 'Mew! Mew!' Or would he just growl like Gyarados does?

My musings were interrupted, however, when Mewtwo was suddenly sucked into the Masterball Prof. Rowan took from my hand while I was daydreaming. ''He was about to strike you,'' Prof. Rowan muttered when I looked to him for an explanation. For some reason that didn't surprise or scare me as much as I thought it should have. The ball in his hand was shaking furiously. But because it was a Masterball Pokemon were unable to escape from it unless commanded to do so by their trainer. I made a mental note, though, not to put Mewtwo in there too often since he obviously didn't like it. I'd release him now if not for the disapproving stare the professor was giving me.

-Pokemon-

''Pokemon food?''

''Check!'' I replied, enthusiastically.

''Potions?''

''Check!''

''Pokedex and Pokenav?''

''Check! Check!''

''Antidote?''

''Check!''

''Pokeballs?''

''Check!''

''Journal?''

''Check!''

''...Mewtwo?''

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the tiny ball. I pressed the button and it enlarged in my hand. Mewtwo had given up trying to escape about twenty minutes ago. ''Check!''

Lucus, who was the one listing off all the supplies he'd given me, took a step back, fearful I might release Mewtwo right now. Prof. Rowan, who had left after telling Lucus to get me all the stuff I might need, came back in carrying a small bag. ''Here is ten-thousand Pokeyen. Use it wisely.'' I nodded and smiled gratefully as I took the money from him and put it safely into my backpack.

''Thank you so much! I don't know how I would have managed...''

''Think nothing of it. But, I expect to see you in Contests or hear about gym battles. Those are sure places to find Pokemon from all regions.'' I think my cheerful demeanor dropped so suddenly I started to feel lightheaded. I bless the fact that I managed to keep the smile on my face, though now it was slightly strained. But...I couldn't refuse after all the help he'd given me...

''I'll make sure to do so!'' I replied cheerfully. They didn't seem to notice it was fake.

Prof. Rowan and Lucus led me out of the building and sent me off. Lucus, who also does research for the professor, walked with me for a while. My bike has a rope attached to the handle bars with the other end tied around my waist So that I can drag it. It has these weird things attached to the side to prevent it from falling over as it rolls behind me. After a few minutes Lucus and I part ways.

As soon as I was a safe enough distance away from any people I took out Mewtwo's Pokeball and released him. But this time I held out my arms so I could catch him when he came out. I shifted him slightly to one arm so I could catch the ball as it came back to me before putting him into a comfortable position in my arms.

I have my arms wrapped around his middle with his arms are resting on mine while his legs and tail dangle in front of me; his tail reaching to about my shin. I found it funny as I leaned over his head slightly to see his face as I started walking again. His look of confusion was sooooo cute! He didn't seem to know where exactly he was or how he'd gotten here.

''Hi, Mewtwo! We're going to go see Professor Oak so he can figure out why you've suddenly gotten so small. My name is Kamiko by the way. Kamiko Flasher!'' He started fidgeting in my grasp. At first I thought he had to pee or something before remembering that he just didn't like me...

I wonder how come he doesn't just say something? I know I wouldn't technically understand him but still. He starts moving his tail side to side as he fidgets. I know this is something that cats do when their agitated and from the look on his face he's definitely agitated. ''I'm sorry. I'd stop carrying you but you seem to be a little unsteady on your legs and I don't want to put you back in the Pokeball since you obviously don't like it in there.'' He seemed to understand my reasoning and stopped fidgeting. His tail, however, continued to swish back and forth.


A/N: PLEASE! Review! ''lol nice'' isn't really the kind of review I'm looking for but if that's all you have time for I'll only cry fot ten minutes. XD I hope you enjoyed it! I've been meaning to post this for years...