Me: Shinymonkey8, can you guard the door?
ShinyMonkey: Don't see why not.
Me: *Ahem* I finally introduce to you-
Shinymonkey: Thanks a lot.
Me: What the?
*Mewtwo shows up at the door with a gun in his levitation.*
Me: What did you do to Shinymonkey?
Mewtwo: I gave him $20. Now, is that damn fic done yet?
Me: Yeah, here it is, just don't shoot me.
Mewtwo: Yin-Yang Yo-Yo doesn't own Pokemon or it's characters.
Me: Disclaimers too? BONUS!
Legend:
"Normal Speech"
(Telepathy speech made by Mewtwo, or any other Psychic types.)
Chapter 1: Wanderer of the Shadows
Mewtwo's POV:
I am Mewtwo. I was a clone from my original root, the Legendary Mew. I was a combination of a bi-pedal human figure, but I had some feline features, and have the knowledge of any human alive, maybe even greater. But, I've always have despised humans from when I was created. They did so in order for me to be one of the strongest Pokémon in the world, under their possession. I refuse to take orders from them. But I have long gone past that. Since then, I disbanded a group of clones. They were once by comrades, as well as potential friends. From that point on, I was alone. This world is barren, and all we can do is walk amongst these humans and other Pokémon. Though we are not normal, we are shadows and walk in the moonlight. While I stroll in the moonlight with a cloak concealing my identity, I had set off on my own personal quest. It was my quest of finding a new home or at least find something that will give me some kind of purpose. My location couldn't be exact, so far. I have traveled to the vast and many regions of Hoenn, Johto, and even that excruciatingly far region of Sinnoh. I never thought I'd return to the region of where my roots began. This is the region of Kanto. There was once a cave that I tried settling into the city of Cerulean, but it was shortly overflowed by a group of either human teenagers or Trainers. Soon, I am struggling to move across this field. Damn it, I'm starving, and every settlement that has been suitable was shortly overran. If only my creators, Team Rocket haven't destroyed the once beautiful paradise, it would had proven to be luxurious. I do however, want to find myself in a place of security and peace. It no longer had that quality, I had to move the lake underground, and the peace of the other Pokemon was disrupted. I thought that the whole incident was started because of me, I didn't belong there, even though the Pokemon there welcomed me to their community, I just, didn't feel welcome in the first place. In the end result, I wandered among those around me.
(Faitigue…It's starting…to catch up…)
I grabbed hold of a sign post in hopes that I could keep my tall, but now anorexic frame upwards, and so I couldn't fall. I haven't eaten in days, and if I don't find a morsel to eat in the next few days, I may perish. My hopes were ignited when I read the sign that helped me hold myself up.
(Saffron City…10 miles…)
Convenient, I was coming from the city of Cerulean. It wasn't that far till I had reached my destination and settle in. The hood of my cloak fell down on my head when I took hold of the signpost, so I raised my head, trying to keep it still and on me, while I kept trudging.
Saffron City, 10 miles, about 45 minutes later:
(Damn, took me longer than I expected.)
When I finally entered Saffron city, I was aggravated, and especially tired. I couldn't see still in front of me, so I had to hope I could find something, a place of security, a time of peace. I soon had a scent up my nose.
(What the? This scent, so familiar…but from where?)
I looked at a nearby noodle shack.
(I'm not eating here, the entire place is filled with humans!)
My stomach rumbled in the acknowledgement of my nutritional value.
(Dammit, fine then.)
I trudged in the direction of the late night open palace of noodles. Teleportation would be a viable option for me if it wasn't for my exhaustion. I then saw an open window!
(Perfect.)
I ran towards the open window, and took a quick look inside.
"I mean that house, no one would dare to buy it!"
What? I proceeded to view the left corner; where, saw a chef talking to one of his employees.
"Well, it's built next to a graveyard! Course no one wants to take the place!"
While they were distracted, I carefully levitated an open bowl on the counter towards my direction.
"I know! A haunted house! What bravado! The hilarity of it is, they're the gullible ones! There's no such thing as ghosts, except ghost Pokemon, but no dead human spirits!"
They just laughed after the man finished his sentence. While I, was slurping ramen out of a bowl, with no chopsticks. I didn't stop since I was greatly famished. Though I was interested in one thing.
(This, "haunted house?" They said its location was a graveyard?)
I threw my bowl back inside the window, not caring where it went, and teleported away to the front entrance of the city.
(Now, where would such place like a graveyard be?)
Soon enough, I saw a large amount of fog radiating from 1 area. It seemed a little cliché, but I think that might be the graveyard. After fog cleared, A graveyard could be seen, so I started walking in hopes to finding the "haunted house". Soon after a few minutes of walking, all I saw was a large abode. It was mostly white in color, and it seemed a bit too standard and generic of a house. The roof was triangular; the doorframe was of course rectangular, and there were rectangle shaped windows. The only thing that would stand out here would be the "For Sale" sign put at the front.
(What humans and their bravado to believe deceased spirits residing in this place. The only thing that will be haunting this place will be me. Heh, seeing the terrified faces of humans will be very enjoyable. And this place is perfect.)
I looked at the sign.
(Foolish humans.)
I used my Psychic powers and threw the old tattered sign towards a conveniently placed trashcan.
(Now to take care of the Real Estate agent who owns this old sell-out.)
I teleported to a phone booth, and used my Psychic Powers to press the buttons and the numbers. When the line picked up all that was heard was:
"Hello? This is Real Estate Agent Bob."
I had no knowledge of how to speak human, so I had hope I could project my telepathy and make it a message into the phone.
(Yes. I'm interested in buying that house in Saffron, the one near the graveyard.)
I was thankful my hunch was right.
"Ha! Oh wow, alright who is this? All I need is a name and it could be yours for 1836168261 Poké-dollars."
Abomination! Are you serious? I just wanted the house, so I used one of my strong points:
(Look. You better give that house for free.)
"What? But I-"
(That house is rumored to be haunted, the price would be devastatingly low, it's about 20 years old since someone last inhabited this old ricket, so you better have a price lower than 1 Poké-dollar.)
"What if I don't?"
(If you don't hand over the house, I'll make sure that the house's insurance rate will be out of your own wallet!)
"D'oh! Fine! The house is yours! I need a name though."
(Just call me Wanderer.)
"Fine, the House is all yours."
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Well, that's just fine with me. I need a place to settle in for peace, I don't have any money to start with, and, it's free, and I don't pay a , it's time to view the interior.
Since no one was awake at this late hour, I guess, it won't hurt to get the house some new "accommodations".
Mewtwo's Place:
Hmm. There's are 2 main bedrooms, with a bathroom (humans, I will never understand why they have these), a main room, and a kitchen. It seemed small, yet seems comfortable.)
The main room's living space is about 24 feet, 8 inches in length, and 15 feet, 9 inches in the width. I think it's perfect. It's enough room here for a TV, (keep up in the latest news), a computer (to do things that I couldn't have done before.), and maybe placements for the beds. I do have 2, so 2 things for each. I then inspected the kitchen carefully. I may need a fridge and other devices used for cooking. I have to choose the items carefully, so I could keep things limited. A bookshelf can already be seen here.
(Looks like I may have to find my "accommodations")
But first, where can I get some? Soon, a magazine flew by my feet, which came from the window, which was open through my living space. When I picked it up, I scanned the magazine.
(Oh, this is just perfect.)
In that magazine were computers, a TV, a miniature fridge, radio, and other little human trinkets I could use.
(Time to make a large steal.)
I just walked outside with my cloak on. I had to walk a few distances to find what the building would have looked like. I did not have the essence to teleport senselessly trying to find such a company, for I wish for no humans to see me. I then saw a striking large building that had "Silph Co." in its name.
(Hmph. Fools, why build such a tall structure?)
I just then teleported inside.
Silph Co. Complex:
Once I was inside, I had to make sure I wasn't been able to be detected. I then saw security cameras; I hid behind the secretary's desk. Breaking those cameras would be foolish. My best decision would to just avoid them, while staying hidden by using my cloak to conceal I had to do was to make sure to stay out of the camera lens.
(At least that they're getting smarter.)
Why I say that? There was a machine gun attached to the camera. I would have to teleport to a good range below the camera. I can always detect by using my Psychic powers to make it simpler. If I could rotate the camera the opposite direction as well, it could be easier to as well walk past them too.
(Though, I am curious how they attach guns to a camera, although it looks like it's also a motion sensor, no matter.)
I carefully used my Psychic powers to move the camera's angle to make sure that my image couldn't be seen.
(Still, they are incredibly unprotected.)
I was teleporting my way through the complex while using Psychic to tilt the cameras. 17 minutes later, I found a storage room.
(Ah. TVs, a laptop, mini fridges, and what's a rifle doing here?)
Oh well, I grabbed the things that I came for, even the rifles they had around.
(Stupid Humans.)
I then teleported out of the building while levitating the items that were in my tow.
Mewtwo's Living Space:
I just organized by accommodations into the orders I desired.
I thought to myself. There's just too much that I do not know about my past. Should I uncover anymore of my past? No, I might hurt myself in the process. But, there's nothing else that I could lose. First things first, I should secure some files from Team Rocket, if they ever remember me of course. There's little traces of my DNA, and my blueprints are still are there. I can't put my finger on it, but there's just something missing as well.
I turned on the laptop, which I had a bit of practice to use the keyboard due to my large fingertips. When the screen came to life, I saw everything that was available to any standard human. Now, I've used computers before at New Island, so this is merely child's play. Since hacking is especially simple for a mind of my species.
I then heard some noise somewhere in the city.
(Dammit, who would want to create noise at this hour?)
I looked across the street that contained the source of the noises. It came from the Gym, one where trainers test their abilities to see if they are qualified to be a champion. But, who would have the audacity challenge someone in the middle of the night like this?
3rd Person:
While Mewtwo was looking outside through his window, there was a figure on the top of a building rooftop, which looked like he was a tracking something. He was wearing a black jumpsuit, which like it was part of his uniform. IS THAT TEAM ROCKET!
"I finally found him. I better report this to Master Damian."
Doesn't look like it. The figure disappeared, leaping from rooftop to rooftop. Now the next question, which is, who would challenge the Gym Leader at this hour? Let's take a look.
Saffron City Gym: Sabrina's POV:
"Haunter! Use Icy Wind!"
"Haunt!"
This challenger is frustrating, not because he challenges the gym at this hour.
"Torterra! Counter with Leaf Storm!"
"Tor-Terra!"
I am usually a Psychic Gym Leader, so me having a Ghost-Type in the arsenal and category, it doesn't fit. I actually decided to give the Ghost Pokémon a try, ever since that boy left it for me.
"Gah! Torterra! Use Snasdstorm and blind them!"
"Tor…Terra!"
Next thing I knew, sand was in our face, quite literally.
"Haunt…"
"Hold your ground Haunter!"
I could hear him yell from across the battlefield.
"Alright Torterra! Finish em off with Crunch!"
"Terra, Terra, Terra, TERRA!"
That idiot, that sandstorm has made it easier to detect him, for the sole purpose that he had put sand on the battlefield.
"Haunter! Icy Wind to the left of you!"
"Haunt!"
I then heard that it struck something solid.
"NO!"
Well this is just perfect.
"Haunter! Finish him off with Poison Jab!"
"Haunnnn…"
One of his hands glowed a bright shade of purple.
"TER!"
He then strikes the frozen Torterra that I had him encase a few minutes ago.
"Tor…."
"Damn! lright Torterra! Use what you have left and use Iron Tail!"
"Terra!"
The Torterra struck Haunter to its side.
"Haunt!"
Just like I planned.
"Now counter by Payback!"
"HAUNTER!"
"Tor!"
"Grr. Use Crunch!"
"Torterra!"
"Hmph. Haunter! Use Double Team!"
"Haun, Haun, Haun, Haun, Haun."
"Now follow with Icy Wind!"
"TER!"
The attack came from all directions and froze the Continent Pokémon.
"Finish this! Shadow Ball!"
"Haunter!"
The icy body exploded on the contact of the attack.
"Tor…"
The smoke then cleared.
"Terra…"
The battle was over, which would be from the proclamation of the Judge:
"Torterra is unable to battle! Haunter wins! The victor of this match is Sabrina the gym leader!"
"You cheat! You said you use Psychic Pokémon!"
"I do, but I had decided to this a try, besides it was taking up space in the gym."
"Errgh! If you didn't use Haunter, I WOULD SO HAVE WON!"
"Please, I've seen a Snorlax faster that was faster than your Torterra."
"What did you say you-"
"My Espeon also had Signal Beam. In any other case, I would have easily defeated your team."
"Grr…I'LL BE BACK!"
Hmph. Sore Loser, soon, the judge, also known as my Father spoke up.
"See, I told you, trying Haunter would have been a benefit."
"Hmph. I guess so. But,"
I yawned a little.
"Who in the right mind would challenge the gym at 1:00 AM in the morning?"
Yes, someone had actually challenged the gym this early in the morning.
"I'm off to sleep, so should you."
"Alright papa…*Yawn*"
I rubbed my eyes to finally get some rest.
"Haunt?"
"Not now Haunter, it's late, we both need some rest."
He just looked at me with a rhetorical expression of a face.
"Well, I do, but you're a nocturnal Pokemon, so-"
He then pushed a ball near my feet.
"Ok fine, but just this once tonight ok?"
His face brightened up like a child and clapped his hands together.
I used my psychic powers to make the ball fly.
"C'mon, get it Haunter! C'mon, and get it!"
"Haunt!"
"Fetch!"
"Ha, Ha, Haun!"
He phased through the wall to get the ball that went through the door.
"HAUNTER!"
"Nice job Haunter! Here's a poffin!"
Well, ever since that boy defeated me, I have become more open, especially to this Haunter, who I treat like a pet, one that is very playful.
"Haunter!"
"Alright, I'm going to sleep, you can go to the Pokemon Tower or whatever, or even that haunted house, just be back before 8:00 AM, k?
"HAUN-TER!"
"Good."
I then walked back to my room to finally get some sleep. I still wore my hair in a long, loose fashion, and the old outfit that looked like a jumpsuit was replaced with a more casual fashion of a tank top and pants. I also had added some new Psychic wristbands.
"*Sigh* it's becoming more recent after each day. It's always endless gym battles."
I looked at a doll that I had before. I said it was a "former self." More so, it was based off, of my cousin, who I treated as a sister.
"Amber...I hope you can rest in peace..."
To be continued…
Me: Well, at least they're-
*Gunshot through the door*
Me: Oh no.
*Mewtwo gets in*
Mewtwo:Start writing the next chapter!
Me: But-
Mewtwo: NOW!
Me: Alright!
*I start typing*