Chapter 4: Sister of the south
Mewtwo and Mewten were meditating when he felt a strong sense of sadness and dread. He made his psychic power more concentrated and saw Ash mourning over a dead Treeko. Then he saw Pikachu holding a piece of Benzium in one hand, and a sharp, blood- stained stone in the other. "Did you feel that?" Mewtwo asked. "Yeah," Mewten answered. "That damned son of a bitch!" Mewtwo yelled. "I'm going to kill that little bastard!!!" Mewten continued to meditate. "That poor boy," Mewten said. "A friend killed another friend and he feels lost now he is in a dilemma with losing his best friend and losing his other friends." Mewtwo stared at a shimmering puddle right in front of him by the puddle was Benzium crystals growing out of the dead grass. He closed his eyes and backed off, trying not to get addicted. He knew once he sees the light, he is a goner. The crystals were growing extremely fast as more dead grass disappeared. "Holy, shit!" Mewtwo swore. The two quickly darted away from the crystals.
Meanwhile in the South Pole, three scientists were working in the Team Rocket top secret weapons area. One scientist was busy fixing the psychic communicator while the other two were writing their notes on their clip board. "How is the machine?" One of them asked. "Almost done," He answered. "I just need to adjust the psychic frequency regulator-" The lights dimmed and the computer turned to static. "Shit, another power surge! That's the third time this happened today. Well, I have to reset the systems now." He flicked switches and turned knobs until it made a low pitched humming noise. Soon the computer turned back on and the lights returned to normal. He typed a few variables and an antenna popped out of the top of the machine. It was glowing purple as he typed a phrase. Hello. He waited for a response but it said Error: Psychic frequency not regulated. He was angry. The machine worked fine yesterday and he was finding out what was wrong with it. So he clenched his fist and banged on the machine.
Suddenly, an alarm busted out as the mysterious capsule slowly opened. Nitrogen gas rushed out of the capsule and the door flew open. Mewtwelve was awakened after a long sleep. Her horns were long and hanged back behind her head, her shoulders were slightly smaller than Mewtwo's and her hips are wider. Mewtwelve was younger than Mewtwo but she is really smart. She frowned about where she is and how she's used on by team Rocket. The three scientists ran off trying to call Giovanni but her psychic aura prevented them from doing that. She rose up her hand and threw an energy ball at the door. The ball exploded on impact and she suddenly disappeared.
Fearing that Mewtwelve might escape, the scientists ran toward the alarm switch. Suddenly, a needle flew at high speeds and went through a scientist. He fell into a pool of blood as the others are horrified. Another scientist spotted a distortion on the background circling him. He backed to a table and picked up a pocket knife. He lunged at Mewtwelve only to be stopped by her levitation. She took his knife and slit his throat. The last scientist managed to turn on the alarm but he was killed in the process. She saw huge waves of team Rocket thugs checking the area. "Damn," One of them said. "Who did this?" She slipped past the thugs and went to the main lobby.
Mewtwelve stumbled on a few vials of liquefied Benzium. She threw them at nearby plants. Son the plants died and were replaced by huge Benzium crystals and it emitted huge amounts of light. "Time to get outta' here!" She said as she blew a hole in the door and flew to the Hoen region. "Mewtwo, Mewten, I'm going to find you. I hope you can hear my plea." She flew from the snowy mountains and passed by the (once was) the Pacific Ocean.
Pikachu was very sick. Not physically sick but mentally. He spends his days staring at the crystal like an insane person. Drooling like a monster, he completely forgot about Ash and his friends. Even worse, he doesn't call Ash his friend anymore, but a prey. When he's hungry he does the most murderous way of eating food. He sits on a rock, waiting for a meal he can eat. He grabs a Magicarp and rips its limbs like a tortured rag doll. Once he completely rips out the bones and the uneatable organs, he starts to shove everything into his mouth, staining everything in blood. Since the Benzium crystal changed his DNA, he was faster, stronger and more insane than ever. His eyes went from cute brown to murderous green, his cheeks went from red to purple, his fur turned pale yellow, he grew fangs, and his hands grew razor- sharp claws used to rip flesh. "So alone…" Pikachu mumbled. "So alone… Is there anyone to help me? Please someone." He saw a helicopter coming overhead and landed just above a hill.
