How'd you like that last ending, huh? Mewtwo's getting' a lot of love from you reviewers, haha!
Ugh, this chapter was rewritten so many times. Nothing is satisfying me. The first half of this chapter really pleases me, but the ending... well, I think it sucks. Let's see what you think.
Seto Kaiba blinked a few times before sitting up. The vicinity he was in was completely dark, pitch black; he couldn't see anything. The ground was grainy, like dirt, and when he raised a hand to rub his head, something clinked. He examined himself to discover that his ankles and wrists were chained. He tried to stand, but the chains stopped him. Instead, he shifted so that he was on his knees and crawled as far as the chains would let him (which wasn't very far at all) to try and find a wall or four. He followed the chains back to their beginnings, but they just went into the hard, cold ground. Kaiba's heart began to race; he had no idea where he was, how big the area was, how he got there…
He explored a bit more, and his hands rested on something warm with short fur. It was Pichu, he was sure of it! He felt relieved for a second before quickly shoving that feeling out of his throat. These things shouldn't exist!
"Pichu?" squeaked the little mouse cutely. The Pichu shifted and put his paws on Kaiba's hands.
"Pichu," Kaiba said suddenly, "Can you move around?"
He couldn't see anything, but he heard the pokémon give an affirmative peep.
An idea dawned on him. "Pichu," he ordered, feeling ridiculous for saying that very name. "I want you to go and get…" Kaiba flinched. "Go get Yugi, and Mokuba! See if you can find your way back to the mansion. Okay?" The Pichu gave another affirmative sound and Kaiba listened as he heard him scamper away.
"That's very creative of you," said a sinister voice. Kaiba stiffened. Mewtwo. "You know, if you two get attached to each other, the Pichu scum will evolve."
"Evolve?" Kaiba asked cautiously. He was dealing with a madman! Er… Mad-Pokémon, but same thing… He had to be careful with what he said.
"Don't tell me," laughed Mewtwo, his voice coming from everywhere, "that you don't know what pokémon do?" It sounded like it was resonating inside his very head! Was that even possible?
"I do know," Kaiba spat, tugging uselessly at one of the cuffs binding him to the chains. "Supposedly, you get stronger as you evolve and level up."
Mewtwo laughed, his voice having an eerie echo, kind of like how Marik's mind-slaves sounded, or a possessed man did. "Me? No, you mean them. I do not evolve. I was created!" Hate and rage spilled into Kaiba's mind. He was feeling what Mewtwo was? What? "The torture! You cannot even imagine what it felt like in that… that tube! When I finally gathered enough power to break free and kill them all… Yes, freedom! But now I am trapped again! You cannot imagine what I've gone through!"
Kaiba winced involuntarily as Mewtwo's fury ripped through his mind with only an urge to destroy. Mewtwo had stopped talking, and its mind was screaming, "Kill! Destroy! Hate! AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Kaiba clutched his head as it felt like it was going to explode! But suddenly, a different feeling washed over him, numbing him coldly as something from the deep trenches of his memories was dug up sadistically.
Gozaburo looked down at him. Ice glinted in his eyes as he took his massive hand and knocked the poor boy down. The young boy was thrown several feet away with the power of the grown man. Gozaburo opened to scream at him, but the words were garbled.
The words were garbled. Probably because of Mewtwo's ferocious attacks and the suddenness of the extract.
Kaiba was knocked back by some unknown force as Mewtwo withdrew at inhuman speeds. He felt something warm trickle from his nose. Blood.
"You ass, you made me bleed!" Kaiba shouted into the darkness. But Mewtwo did not reply. Perhaps the creature had not been in the room at all, only communicating through a mind link. Either way, now it was gone, and Kaiba was tired and shivering. Oh no, he wasn't cold. He never gets cold. But he preferred to keep the memories of his past locked away, where he wouldn't have to deal. Screw the past! It's long gone!
…But why does it still haunt him so?
Pichu used all of his energy to get away from the dark place. It had taken him a little while to find a hole to squeeze through, but now that he was out, he could see that they had been put into an old rusty warehouse, much like where Yugi dueled a brainwashed Bandit Keith.
He had to do this for Seto! For his master! It was up to him to get the help of his master's friends. And maybe, after this, Seto will love him as much as he does. If that happens, he'll evolve! Pichu smiled to himself as he scampered across a low brick wall. Back home, he had seen other Pichus with trainers evolve into strong Pikachus. Now he had a trainer! If life was good with his master, he didn't really want to go back home.
Pichu hated to leave his master all alone in the dark warehouse, especially Mewtwo, but Seto had ordered him to go get help. He could save the day!
Pichu stopped at a corner and looked up at the rising moon. Had it gotten so late already? But at least the territory looked familiar. Yes, he had ridden with his master along this way when going from the office building to the mansion. He smiled again and hurried along his path.
Yugi, Téa, Joey, and Tristan were about to leave when Mokuba stopped them. They had stayed late at the Kaiba Mansion to learn more about these Pokémon creatures from the young boy, but with the moon steadily rising, it was time to go home. However, Mokuba had come running frantically with a piece of paper in his hand.
"Yugi!" he cried with tears starting to brew in his eyes. "I can't find my brother anywhere! And there's this note I found on his desk!" He thrust the paper into Yugi's hands. "Please, you gotta help me find him!"
"That's weird," Yugi commented, looking over the note and showing it to his friends.
"Yeah," Joey continued, looking at Mokuba. "Usually, you're getting kidnapped!" Mokuba glared at him, but said nothing. The blond was right, after all.
"Please help me!" Mokuba pleaded again, looking at each and every face with puppy dog eyes.
"Okay," Yugi caved, "we'll help."
"Yugi!" Joey cut in. "This is Kaiba we're talking about! He'll be fine!"
Before any of them could reply with a snide remark, they heard a far off squeal of "Piiiiiiiiiichuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!"
Yugi-tachi (and Mokuba) looked around wildly before seeing a small yellow mouse rush up to them, covered in scratches and breathing heavily.
"It's my brother's Pichu!" Mokuba exclaimed.
"You sure?" Téa asked.
"Mhmm." Mokuba nodded. "Pichu was the first pokémon Seto showed me!" He bent down and picked up the furry little mouse. After the Pichu regained his breath, he began to wildly wave his arms. He jumped out of Mokuba's arms and beckoned for them to follow.
"Maybe it knows where Kaiba is," Tristan said.
"Yeah, let's follow it!" Mokuba said.
It was a good thing Pichu was bright yellow, for he was under the threat of disappearing into the shadows. Every so often, the yellow mouse pokémon checked over his shoulder to make sure his charges were still following. The group was led around many corners until they came to a warehouse, shrouded by the night.
"I wish we had flashlights, or something…" Joey mumbled, kicking the ground.
"I have a better idea," Tristan said, grinning. He took out a Pokéball and released a human-sized, red and yellow creature that stood on two legs and had a flame on its tail: Magmar.
"Good idea," Yugi said, releasing his Cyndaquil. It wasn't a lot of light, but it was enough.
They started to head towards the warehouse when Joey said, "Hey, uh, guys, aren't you one bit nervous about going in there? I mean, seriously. Last time we were in a warehouse, we almost got killed by a fire."
"We'll be fine," Mokuba said haughtily, not wanting to stop. They were so close to his brother! "Besides, we've got pokémon now."
Joey gave in, and anxiously followed the group inside the dark, cold warehouse.
Kaiba felt filthy, and his stomach ached with hunger. He couldn't remember when he had last gone without eating for so long. He hadn't had any lunch…
He sat cross-legged and tapped his fingers impatiently on the ground. Where were they? He had sent his Pichu almost two hours ago. His cuffs were really starting to burn around his bare wrists. In fact, his jacket and accessories, including the gauntlets and belts, had all mysteriously disappeared. He clutched the duel monster card-shaped locket hanging around his neck, and felt only slightly better.
Mewtwo's voice appeared in his mind once more. "I'm back, filthy human," it scowled.
"Oh there you are, I was getting lonely," Kaiba replied sarcastically. Mewtwo growled. "So, what did you do anyway?"
"I was out searching for other Legendaries," Mewtwo said.
"Care to explain why?"
"I want to get back home."
"And how will Legendary Pokémon help you?"
"If I can gather all of their power, perhaps I can open another portal and get back home!"
Kaiba stiffened. "Another portal?" he echoed. He felt hate trickle into his mind again.
"Shut up, human," Mewtwo ordered. "You ask too much. You're beginning to annoy me!"
Suddenly, Mewtwo delivered a blow to Kaiba's head telepathically. Pain roared through his brain, and white light flashed behind his eyes once before he let out a gasp of agony. Even in the darkness, spots appeared in front of his eyes as he grabbed his head with both hands. He leaned over, forehead almost touching the ground.
Mewtwo laughed. "I want you to suffer as I have!"
A sensation not unlike needles poking into his skin, Kaiba was thrown into a memory. All at once, he was looking through Mewtwo's eyes as adults in white lab coats stuck long metal syringes into him. He was without control as his own body screamed in torture.
At that time, Mokuba and the others kicked open the door, letting moonlight stream in and lighting the place dimly with the two fire pokémon. Mokuba saw his big brother keeled over and screaming in anguish and immediately cried out and ran over, Pichu hot on his heels.
"Seto!" he yelled, putting his small hands on Kaiba. "Seto, what's happening? Are you okay?"
As ironic as that last question was, it seemed to break Kaiba from his trance. His eyes snapped open, and he looked at his little brother.
"Mokuba!" he exclaimed, happily surprised. He hugged the young boy. "My plan worked, then!"
"What, the Pichu?" Joey asked. Kaiba looked up suddenly and scowled when he saw the crowd.
"Yes, the Pichu," the CEO said slowly, implying that he thought Joey's IQ to be minimal. Joey growled, but before he could say anything, Yugi inquired, "Why did you send your Pichu?"
Kaiba frowned and held up a wrist. "I'm chained," he said simply. "I can't even stand."
"Maybe we can break the chains," Tristan suggested, pulling out another Pokéball.
Kaiba rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on now, we don't need pokémon!"
"It was a pokémon that trapped you here, wasn't it?" said a voice. Kaiba recognized it right away, but this time it wasn't in his head.
Mewtwo hovered down from somewhere up in the shadows. The six foot seven purple monster first turned towards Mokuba and Kaiba.
"Get away from my prisoner, human," it growled, lifting a hand and jerking it to the right. Mokuba was lifted and thrown away from his brother.
"Mokuba!" Kaiba shouted, before turning and glaring at Mewtwo. "If you hurt my brother, you'll regret it!"
Mewtwo laughed. "You're not in the position to threaten me," it pointed out. Kaiba gritted his teeth and looked at the place where Mokuba had disappeared into the shadows. The young boy was probably knocked out. Then, Kaiba glanced past Mewtwo and stared pleadingly at Yugi and his friends. It pained him to ask for help, but…
Yugi saw the pain and hopelessness in Kaiba's eyes and pulled out another Pokéball. He released Sableye. If he remembered correctly, Mewtwo was psychic, and psychic was weak against ghost. "Go, Sableye!" he ordered. "Use Shadow Sneak!"
The Sableye disappeared into the darkness and reappeared behind Mewtwo to whack it with a shrouded claw. However, Mewtwo deftly dodged it and sent it flying away with a powerful Psycho Cutter.
Mewtwo chuckled again. "You cannot hope to defeat me with such weak pokémon!" he cried. Yugi and the others gritted there teeth and sent out more pokémon to fight.
Pichu had crept back over to Kaiba without anyone noticing. To get his master's attention, he nudged with his head against the CEO's arm.
"Pichu?" Kaiba whispered, surprised. He looked down in the dim light, straining to see the yellow furball. He glanced back to where Mokuba disappeared, and to where Yugi and the others were fighting Mewtwo before looking back at the mouse Pokémon. Téa had used her Butterfree in an attempt to make Mewtwo fall asleep with Sleep Powder, but it had missed.
Kaiba put a hand on the Pichu's head. "I hate to say this," he said, "but I'm proud of you…"
"Piiiiichu!" Pichu replied happily before glowing in a bright white light. Kaiba gasped and backed away quickly.
"What's happening?" he questioned too loudly. Everyone stopped and looked over as Pichu's shape changed slowly under the light.
"It's evolving!" Joey exclaimed.
Pichu shook away the light of evolution after a few seconds, revealing instead a Pikachu.
"Piiiika-chu!" the new pokémon said determinedly. Pikachu turned away to face an enrage Mewtwo. Kaiba was speechless as the Pikachu, regardless of his master's orders, send a bolt of electricity Mewtwo's way. Mewtwo sent it away with Psychic, and summoned an Aura Sphere to send it at Pikachu.
Pikachu was hit, and he blasted backwards. Kaiba instinctively caught him, still stunned.
"You cannot hope to defeat me!" Mewtwo cried triumphantly. "Your strongest pokémon do not even come close to my level of power!"
Kaiba gritted his teeth. He couldn't do anything! He was chained to the floor, and the one pokémon that could defeat Mewtwo was in its Pokéball at the Kaiba Mansion. He cursed to himself. He should have brought them with him! He faced it: These creatures could seriously hurt him, and the only thing that could protect him from them was the ones he owned.
He watched the battle commence, totally helpless. Finally, an idea dawned on him as Tristan summoned a green insect with large blades for arms. Scyther.
"Tristan!" he shouted before the other boy could waste his Pokémon. "Use your bug's scythes to cut through the chains!"
Tristan, in the middle of yelling a command, instead switched the Fury Cutter attack to Kaiba. The CEO shut his eyes tightly as the insect sliced through the chains with ease. He stood up, and Tristan shouted, "Now you can help us, right?"
Before Kaiba could point out that his pokémon weren't on him, the ground shook unexpectedly. Even Mewtwo was surprised. Suddenly, the roof of the warehouse was blown off in a powerful blast of vacuumed air. Lugia floated above the gaping hole, screaming and sending off Aeroblasts. A yellow bird with flaming feathers was flying above it, illuminating the area brightly.
On that Moltres, Malik and Bakura (not the Yami) waved down.
"Thought you needed some help, guys!" Malik bellowed down.
"Yeah, we do! Get down here!" Joey yelled back.
By the time the two other males had landed, Mewtwo had disappeared. "So you found the others?" Yugi queried Bakura.
"Y-yeah," Bakura replied shyly. "Malik's not the only one. But my Yami won't tell me who the others are. He's being very secretive."
Yugi nodded, understanding. "Yeah, thanks for going out of your way…"
"Hey, what's up with Kaiba?" Malik butted in, pointing to a frantic CEO.
"Kaiba! What's the matter?" Yugi shouted to him. Kaiba glanced over, his eyes wide.
"I can't find Mokuba!"
That cliffhanger pleases me though... Please review! Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease...
Yes, Malik has a Moltres. Creative, ne? XD Eventually, you'll see who owns what.