After that day, the researchers taught both the boy and Mewtwo how walk, which they learned rather quickly due the help of the genetic coding finally catching up.

As soon as the two finally minds to match their bodies, the scientists taught the boy how how to speak, read, and write while Mewtwo was taught basic attacks ranging from Normal type movies to psychic, though most of it was self taught. Normally this kind of progression would amaze people, especially science enthusiasts. However, these researchers in particular couldn't care any less. All that mattered was they like the were getting closer to what they all wished for especially since the bond between the two was getting stronger than they anticipated.

Despite the fact there was two beds in their room. The scientists would always find the boy and Mewtwo snuggling together in the same bed as they slept. The boy would also give Mewtwo some of his food whenever it was time to eat since she wasn't really a fan of pokemon food. He would even draw pictures of his pokemon friend/roommate which Mewtwo herself liked very much. But other than having a table with some a paper with a few crayons, there was really nothing that would stop them from getting bored.

The room they stayed in was all white with no windows and a single air vent that would be too small even for them to fit threw, as well as the beds that were mentioned before and that one security camera on the ceiling to top it all off. To the scientist, this was all the two need just to live. But they both knew better, even since they started staying in that room, it felt more like a prison cell than an actual room. Neither were allowed to leave so the guards would bring them food and a clean pair of clothes for the boy with said clothes being white like the walls around them.

Whenever the researchers would take Mewtwo to their makeshift gym, the boy would suffer from separation anxiety. Fountelay, Mewtwo would comfort him the same way he did when to her when they first met, if she didn't the boy would become very nauseous and worried about what would happen to her.

It wasn't until the next week, when the two finally got Introduced to the concept of Pokemon Battles. Since they were both still very young, neither of them could think of anything else outside of just hitting and dodging, especially since they were still new to battling. It's acyaully quite amazing how patient the researchers were, even Joseph.

Things didn't become a problem until the two had to move on from using sparring dummies to live pokemon. It wasn't the actual fighting that bothered them so much, especially when they learned that it would make the one they were fighting much stronger, it was what the researchers wanted to do after the fight that really crossed the line for them. Executing the defeated pokemon.

This would be the deciding factor if all of their hard work has finally paid off. To see if the two have what it takes to make them the world's biggest threat and place it in the palm of Team Rocket's hand.

Saying that the researchers were disappointed would be an understatement. Every time they would pinned any pokemon against the two (whether if it would be an imported piplup or Team Rocket's most violent Houndoom) Neither of the two would end the fit in blood even if meant their lives were endanger.

Instead, the boy felt sympathy. Not only were these pokemon forced to fight him and Mewtwo, but they were only there just so they can be killed and tossed away like they were nothing. The thought alone made the boy cry, especially since the pokemon couldn't refuse since they were all wearing shock collars, so they would get electrocuted if they tried to escape or just tried whatever they can to avoid fighting. It was just one heartbreak after another for him.

Mewtwo on the other hand, he felt nothing but rage. From the researchers having the pokemon forced to fight, all the way to what they would do to them if her and the boy did kill them, she felt nothing more than pure anger towards the scientists with the desire to punish the scientist for forcing these creatures into this and trying to force the boy and her to kill them. Being a pokemon herself, Mewtwo could get the idea that the researchers have some sort of superitoy complex and see her and the other pokemon as tools and nothing more. But the boy, someone who is also a human and a very young one was being treated in the same way. The fact completely confused Mewtwo, and did nothing but add to her disgust.

Eventually, the scientists gave up on the battles, and decided to have a meeting to discuss their current situation.

"I can't believe this. Now we are going to have to start from scratch! Any of you guys have any idea on how much sleep I sacrificed for this project!?" Sheryl yelled pulling her hair.

"What!? You think we're any happier about what's going on girly!? How about you sit back down and shut up?" Joseph reported.

"Why you fat-"

"ENOUGH!" Michael halowered silencing the both of them. "I think we're all aware of the problem at hand and I will agree that it's a shame that we'll have to start over. But, there is a brightside to this."

"You mean that we have everything we need to start again, and what adjustments to make so this won't happen again?" One scientist guessed.

"Precisely." Michael answered smiling. "Remember, there's always a brightside."

"Whatever." Joseph groaned. "So what about the boy and his pet?"

"Don't worry, we'll end them first thing in the morning. After that We'll take a break until We're all ready to start again." Michael stated nonchalantly. "Any objections?" On cue all of the scientist shook their heads. "Excellent." Michael finished with a smirk. Unknown to all of the scientist, Mewtwo was using her powers to listen to whole conversation and was not happy about what she just heard. Due their mental link, the boy heard it as well, while clearly devastated, Mewtwo reminded him that he can't let that get the better of him. The boy quickly thought of a plan decided to put into action.

Speaking telepathically to Mewtwo, he told her to use her powers to destroy the security camera and she did just that and immediately grabbed a sheet from one the beds while the boy tipped the table over.

In the Security Room, the night watches saw the video feed go dead and groaned.

"They said that they wouldn't do that." He said as he grabbed his walkie talkie to call in the nearest guard. "Larry bring the kids to the other room, the freak busted the camera."

"Rodger, um… which one is "the freak"?" Larry responded.

The night watch thought hard about his answer and said: "Both of them."

Larry nodded and arrived at the room and the first thing he saw the table on it's side with the sheets hanging off the legs with two lumps underneath the sheets. The guard just chuckled realized it's basically a clubhouse or tent that the two made laying in the middle of the room. "Real cute guys, but I-" Larry stopped his speech when he pulled the sheets off revealing it to just be two pillows underneath. Just then, the two came from underneath the bed that was closest to the door and Mewtwo used her powers to pick Larry off the ground and slam into the wall knocking out. Mewtwo did the same kind of trick and closed the door locking the unconscious guard inside.

The boy and Mewtwo smiled at each-other, but then the alarm blared out before they could try and destroy anymore cameras. The two were then surrounded by guards all pointing their guns at them but some of them became nervous as they saw Mewtwo narrow her eyes as they started to glow blue and she starts to levitate off the ground getting ready for a fight.

In all honesty, I really hate to leave this on a cliffhanger. But I still figured that this was a good stopping point. So yeah… Until Next Time…