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a/n: this is partly canon, and as far as the regions go and the second movie, it's AU. disregard the second movie entirely.

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The pokemon clone walked to the cliff's edge, his small band of fellow clones just behind him, and surveyed the landscape. This place was fine. Green, plenty of food for all and more, and best of all, very few humans.

"Are we stopping here?" asked the Meowth clone behind him.

Mewtwo looked back and nodded once. His newly acquired brown cloak billowed out behind him. The clones all cheered and Mewtwo floated up into the sky to watch over them. Some ways in the distance, he could see a small town, and a lot of smoke. He frowned slightly, a smaller crease appearing between his eyes.

(Wait,) he called out, his deep psychic voice echoing out. The clones all stopped and stared up at him, waiting for a sign.

Mewtwo closed his eyes and began searching with his mind. A burning building, humans fleeing and something, a flash of blue and white... was it a pokemon?

Before he could react, he felt the thing get closer. He opened his eyes and set up a weak barrier in the sky around him. He could just make out a figure flying straight for him. For some reason, it looked familiar.

He went to dodge it, whatever it was, and he caught a pair of glaring deep blue eyes before whatever it was plowed straight into him and drove him into the ground many feet below.

Dirt and pebbles flew and skittered over them both and Mewtwo opened his eyes once more, shaking dust and dirt off his head. He looked for what had hit him, remembering the deep blue eyes and came face to face with--

--himself.

Mewtwo's eyes widened in surprise and anger, but it was nothing compared to the smaller Mewto's expression. It looked furious and upset.

(Who are you,) it said, using the same telepathic voice. It sounded bitter.

He registered the fact that this Mewtwo looked slightly different, less muscular and more graceful. It was female.

(I am Mewtwo,) he replied, not sure of what else to say. Where on earth had this second Mewtwo come from?? How many copies of him were they going to make before they were satisfied?

(Who are you?) he shot back, somewhat confused, half angry. He returned her glare with interest, violet meeting the deep blue.

(I don't know. They didn't give me a name. They called me experiment 03,) she growled, looking back in the direction in which she had come. Mewtwo got the feeling she had destroyed the burning building.

(You are a clone as well?) Mewtwo asked, taken off guard. Of course, he had assumed, but hearing it said out loud still bothered him. He felt an urge to go into the town and finish what she had started.

"Is it ok?" asked the cloned Pikachu.

Mewtwo waved a hand.

(Go,) he said.

The clones were only too happy.

Mewtwo got to his feet, brushing himself off and the female tried to do the same. Mewtwo watched curiously as she tried to use her hands to stand and tripped over her tail, which was long, thin and bright blue. She was moving as if she had just been awakened!

(I was only just born... still not used to this,) she muttered. Her speech was impecible, and had a slight accent to it, but she had not acquired the human's tendency to slur her words.

(That is obvious. Use your hands and keep your tail clear,) he instructed coldly. He did not feel like playing babysitter to a clone of himself that had just been born.

She did as he said and soon stood almot level with him, perhaps 8 inches shorter. Still tall enough to look intimidating, and she did. Her fur was wet for some reason and she looked cold and furious.

She looked him straight in the eye, which was a bit unnerving, true, but he did not back down. A mere child trying to stare him down! It was ludicrous, yet he could not help feeling some sort of pride in what had now become his species for trying.

But wait... something about this did not seem right. He had destroyed the laborotory on New Island. Everything original had been destroyed. So how had they managed to clone Mew once again?

(How did they clone you? Mew's DNA was destroyed,) he said coldly, scrutinizing her through slitted eyes. He was trying to scare her and it wasn't working.

(They said something about a hair in the mountains of a place called Kanto. It was from a different Mew,) she replied. She stopped glaring at him and began to take in her surroundings with wide, interested eyes. They were still slanted and any human would think she still looked mean, but Mewtwo couldn't help but think her a curious child. An attractive curious child.

Of course, he himself was only a couple years old. They had each gone from cells in a plastic dish to being fully formed infants floating in tanks. They were, physically, adult.

(This is a forest. It was where we had planned to settle in. Judging by what you did to the building in the human town, we will continue to search. Humans will come looking for you,) Mewtwo explained.

He sent out a psychic signal with his mind and called to the clones.

Come. We leave again. This place is not safe.

(There was a man... he was tall and broad. He stared at me as if he were hungry. I didn't like him. Do you know who he was?)

Mewtwo's mind immediately jumped to Giovanni. He lared at no one and looked at her.

(His name is Giovanni. He ordered my creation as well. You say he was there when you rebelled?)

She nodded once, solemnly.

Mewtwo smiled. With any luck, the human had not made it out. But he had money and power, he knew; such people did not die easily.

The female made a face, baring small, sharp teth. She glared behind her in the direction of the town and Mewtwo caught the sound of humans shouting far in the distance. They had to leave soon.

The clones all gathered around the two of them and stared.

Mewtwo shook his head once, hurriedly.

(Later, we have no time for stories now.)

He used his powers to lift them all into the air and for good measure, lifted the female Mewtwo as well. She did not struggle, simply let his powers control her direction.

(I will follow you. I have a lot of questions,) she said in his mind and his mind alone. She probably wasn't aware she was doing it.

Mewtwo nodded and with one look over his shoulder at the approaching humans, he flew far, far away, towards a place the humans called Hoenn.

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They flew over a vast ocean dotted with islands. At one point, Mewtwo caught sight of what looked like a Lugia, but they paid each other no mind.

Mewtwo figured it would look conspicuous if humans saw several non-flying type pokemon soaring through the skies, so he told each one to look for a place they would like to live and make themselves a home. He watched as Ninetails and Rapidash flew away from his power and down into the volcanic fields on the outskirts of a small mountain town. Blastoise, Gyarados, Vaporeon and squirtle flew down towards lakes and rivers and small oceans. Meowth and PIkachu refused to land anywhere but continued to follow the Mewtwos.

Mewtwo himself didn't see anyplace suitable until they came to a place set far, far out to sea. In the very far distance rose a sheer white stone cliff, and even further away, Mewtwo could see a tiny, distant town. Directly below them lay a wide strip of land covered in berry-covered trees, forest, brooks and even a few shallow cliffs. It was a mini paradise. It was perfect.

Mewtwo brought the remaining clones down with him as he landed gently on the beach on the edge of the island, which, when on the ground, proved to be at least several miles across. (A/N: DIVE down up from Sootopolis and surf for awhile and you'll come to small strips of land. I've taken liberties with one in particular.)

"Wow. How did we pass this over before?" asked Meowth, gazing around with his over-large eyes.

Mewtwo nodded and almost smiled when the Pikachu clone ran over to a nearby tropial tree and zapped a banana down using its electricity. He munched on it happily.

(We did not pass over this place before. We were in Jhoto. The humans call this place Hoenn,) Mewtwo replied.

(This place is... beautiful,) said the female, gazing around with eyes that exactly matched the sea.

Meowth caught him staring, however covertly and acusedhim of having a crush.

Mewtwo shot him a dirty look and told him to be silent. In no uncertain terms was this female going to distract him.

(Go. Make your homes. Live in peace,) Mewtwo said to the remaining clones. Among them were Meowth, Pikachu (still happily munching a banana) Nidoqueen, Rhyhorn, Venasaur, Vulpix and Scyther.

After they all went, Mewtwo turned to the female, who stared back at him.

(What did they call you aside from experiment 03?)

She glared at him.

(They called me Mewthree,) she said coldly.

(You are Mewthree by birth. By species, you are Mewtwo. The humans should have thought more on what to call me when I myself awoke. I would think they would think before they create life freely with no thought,) he said, slightly disgusted. He still wasn't quite over his dislike for humans.

(Thy didn't know they were cresating a new species with you,) she summed up.

Mewtwo nodded, impressed that she caught on so fast. Apparently, she was every bit enhanced as he was. Engineered to be a killer, Mewtwo thought bitterly. How ironic it was that a pokemon cloned and designed to be the most powerful creature on earth had a love of life in general.

Mewtwo sat on a huge boulder and watched the sun begin to go down. Somewhere in the distance he heard something big make a strange, soothing acquatic sound. A Magikarp splashed in the water off to his left. A Fearow chirped from up in the sky. This world was a beautiful place indeed. In a strange way, he was happy the humans had created him. He felt an unfamiliar presence beside him and looked to see the female sitting awkwardly on the sand, gazing at the bloodred sunset as well. Its light made her pale grey-white fur look pink. It reminded him who they were both cloned after.

(Did the scientists say anything else?) he asked her, not looking at her.

She looked thoughtful for a moment.

(They said I was cloned from a Mew in Kanto. And they said they went through hell getting you back. I assume it's why they cloned me to begin with,) she replied.

Mewtwo nodded. It made sense.

(I'd like to go to Kanto,) she said out of nowhere.

Mewtwo looked over at her. A clone like himself, not even aware of her full power, only hours old in the world and she wanted tyo go to Kanto?

(Fine,) said Mewtwo, getting to his feet. He felt her eyes on his back as he walked slowly away and waited for her to say something, as he knew she would.

(Wait.)

Mewtwo suppressed a small smile. Being psychic had its advantages.

He looked over his shoulder, turning halfway to make it look as if he didn't care. Life was indeed wonderful and he had every intention of helping this wayward female survive.

He just looked at her, waiting for her to say something but she just stared rightback at him, her blue drilling deep into his purple.

(How do I get there?)

Mewtwo sighed, exhaling through his nose. She really knew nothing. She was intelligent, he knew as much, because it was how he had been cloned. She just didn't know much about the world or its customs.

Mewtwo turned to face her and creaed a ball of psychic energy, a shadow ball. She stared at it. Blue static fizzed around Mewtwo's hand and the ball and without warning, he flung it at her. There was no teacher like experience.

It hit her in the jaw and knocked her on her side on the sand. She made some sort of noise, a strangled choking sound, but that was all. Mewtwo knew he had no vocal cords; did she? He doubted it.

Without warning, she created something similar to a shadow ball, only it was a bright goldenrod color and sparked with electricity. It was Spark.

She flung it at him in retaliation and he nimbly dodged.

(This is called battling. Pokemon fight sometimes,) he intructed her. She stopped, realizing he hadn't actually attacked her. He was teaching her.

(Why?) she asked.

Mewtwo shrugged.

(Some humans catch pokemon and make them fight. I am not sure why. Stay away from the poke balls, unless you want to be an object once more,) Mewtwo warned her dangerously. He knew not all humans viewed their pokemon as objects, but some did.

(What else can we do?)

Mewtwo thought about it. The basics, of course, were barrier and recover. Her spark would be enough to take out anything, she was so powerful. They had been engineered that way.

He taught her how to recover her injuries using her psychic powers and then how to make a barrier around herself. His was a bright electric blue color; hers turned out to be blue as well, only slightly darker. Colder looking. She was a fast learner. She was armed. She was dangerous. And as Mewtwo thought more about it, she was attractive.

Or was it simply because until now he had been alone?

He decided to think no more on it and explore his new home. He left her to her own devices. He could always find her again if need be.

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