The Beginning

A lavender colored creature lies on the floor with closed eyes, curled in a ball. The creature slowly opens it's eyes from it's long slumber.

"Where am I… Who am I?" it thought quietly.

The creature uncurls itself from fetal position and staggers to it's feet. Once it got used to standing it checked it's surroundings.

"This place…" it whispered.

A vision flashed in it's mind. Liquid. Bubbles. Figures. Darkness. The creature stepped back and shook it's head.

"What am I?" the creature asked itself.

The creature looked at it's lavender hands. Three stubs.

"Am I a… Pokemon?"

Soon the pokemon realized it was female and that she was in what was left of a destroyed building.

"But why am I here?" she looked around the ruins and saw something that seemed oddly familiar. Taking slow and steady steps towards a broken picture she soon discovered what it was.

"This pokemon…" she paused and looked more closely. "is me."

She grabbed her chest as a flow of sadness devoured her.

"I'm just a copy?" she whispered solemnly. "I have no identity of my own?"

With a sigh, she dropped the already busted picture and flew off. It was all to her awareness now that she had powers. But she just didn't care. She just wanted to fly away and be left alone.

As she was flying, thoughts buzzing in her mind like a swarm of beedrills, a fast approaching form came flying towards her. Her eyes widened as she saw what it was. As it zoomed past her, she ceased moving and hovered in place, awestruck.

"That pokemon looked just like the one in the picture but bigger…" she thought to herself. "Am I truly not unique?"

The she-pokemon bowed her head in thought for a moment but shook it off and kept flying forward. Now her mind was flooded with more questions than before, as her heart was flooded with more sadness.

After what seemed like three hours, the light-purple pokemon landed in a forested and yet isolated waterhole. She looked into the water and saw her reflection. She bore a closer resemblance to the bigger creature she saw than the one in the photo. Her eyes were sapphire blue and they glittered from the moonlit light. Her skin showed that it was a extremely light shade of purple. Her abdomen and most of the tip of her tail were a dark purple color. Same went for the toes on her feet and the tips of her horns.

"I never truly got to take a good look at myself." She said as she continued viewing herself in the reflection of the water. She was a little satisfied that she didn't completely look like the two look-alikes.

"I believe the one in the photo is called… Mew. And the one I saw pass me looked like it too so that must be… Mewtwo." She huffed as she spoke. "I guess I'm Mewthree…"

Reminding herself to remember her new name, Mewthree walked out of the water and went into the twilight forest. Mewthree held herself in her arms. No. A copy of someone's arms. That was not her own body. It was a clone of someone's body. She's only using it. Not her own. As she thought more about being a extra being, she started to sob.

"W-why must I be punished? I did nothing wrong." She stuttered as she spoke to the starry sky. "If I am being punished then why? Please give me a sign…"

Just then a shooting star appeared. Mewthree ceased her crying and looked quickly at it with her mouth agape. When she looked back in front of her she saw a ray of moonlight highlighting a bunch of leaves huddled together, almost forming like a bed. She looked back at the starry sky and smiled.

"Thank you mysterious being. You have my deepest gratitude." A tear of joy rolled down her cold cheek.

Wiping her face, Mewthree went up and inspected the pile of leaves and then lied down on them. She turned to her side and looked up at the shimmering sky.

"Maybe I am a use to this world…" she mumbled as she shut her eyes an fell deeply into slumber.