Mewtwo's friend
Ch. 1…I refuse to become a mere tool of man. I was not born of this world, and my creators have used and betrayed me. So, I stand alone! …Some might come to regret those words, but not the speaker, not Mewtwo. Even now, when his decision was causing him so much trouble, he would never regret those words. Why, that would be like the United States themselves regretting the Declaration of Independence. For that's what it was really, that statement. A declaration to the rest of the world. Even if it would not always hold true.
Mewtwo summoned up a great amount of energy. He held it in his mind, and jumped off the ground. He started to flee, and when his pursuers followed, he released the energy he had been holding back. It took the form of a wave, blasting back every single one of them.
But Mewtwo knew that he was not in the clear yet. He was right. Two helicopters rose from the horizon. While Mewtwo was a fast flier, he was not fast enough. Even he knew this. So, conjuring his energy into two black and purple balls, he held one in each hand and waited for the right moment. When the moment came, he turned and pitched the balls towards the helicopters. Guiding them both with his mind, he ensured that they would strike in the precise place that would do the job. It worked, and both of the helicopters exploded on impact.
But even that, seemingly, was not enough. More pursuers rose in both helicopters and jet packs. And three Battle ships were heading towards him. Mewtwo was definitely outnumbered. He surveyed the scene, and knew that if he took this many enemies on at once, he would possibly beat them, but then he would be so weak that he would fall into the sea and drown. And there might be more pursuers still. Mewtwo shut his eyes and wished he could just disappear. And miraculously, he did.
