Disclaimer: I own nothing accept this story. If the owners want to make this into an anime, that'd be cool, but I doubt it.

I'm sorry this took longer than usual. I'll admit, it was nothing other than laziness. I won't think up any excuses like some authors do. I was very sad these few weeks, though due to the death of Robin Williams. :(

He was my favorite actor of my childhood other than certain voice actors, but I'll miss him and this chapter shall be dedicated to him. (jozs001, thanks for your review, and I couldn't agree more with that statement, that's why I chose to write this.:))

Ch. 9

"Mom? Dad? We're home!" The two siblings peeked through the door to their home. It looks like their mother's out for the night. Their father's probably out doing some field research, being a Pokémon researcher and all. They entered, motioning to Mewtwo that the coast is clear.

They took their shoes off and placed them in a cubby next to the door. Mewtwo took a look around the abode. It was an average human place of dwelling. There was a kitchen, a living room, an upstairs, bedrooms, and a couple bathrooms. It was certainly bigger than Sabrina's apartment, but it wasn't exactly what one would call a mansion; just a small, isolated house away from any other humans. (It's nice.) Mewtwo commented, clearly liking the sound of the isolated part.

"Make yourself at home, Mewtwo! Our parents aren't home at the moment, but don't worry, they aren't members of team rocket." Lydia stated. "That we know of." Calvin jokingly pointed out, earning a glare from Lydia. "Heheh, sorry." He held up his hands in apology, which ditto mimicked with its gooey stumps. (So your mother and father... They will not report my existence to any living human?) Mewtwo lounged himself on the couch, trying to get in a comfortable position, his tail making the task a difficult one. "Not if we tell them you are an enemy of team rocket and give them the whole story. Our mom had her eevee stolen by them many years ago when she was our age, she despises team rocket. And our father once mentioned something about feeding the leader to a pack of starving houndoom." Calvin assured him. Ditto, still perched on Calvin's shoulder, transformed into a houndoom knocking Calvin over and making Lydia crack up and Mewtwo give a slight smirk.

The smirk faded and turned into an expression of realization as the word "transform" played in his head. (Transform... Calvin, do you remember what we discussed at the Pokémon center? Mew is able to transform, and I should also be able."

Calvin dug his way out from under "houndoom" and put on his fallen fedora. "Yeah I remember that discussion. But what do we do about it?" Mewtwo pointed to ditto. (Your ditto may be of some help.) The little goo-like Pokémon pointed to itself. "Ditto?" It said its name in a questioning sort of way. (Yes, you. It doesn't have to be right this minute but I would like for it to be soon.) Ditto smiled happily. "Ditto!" Lydia picked up her brother's ditto. "Awww it wants to be Mewtwo's friend." She started poking at ditto, while it did the ditto equivalent of giggling.

Outside they heard what sounded like a pidgeot cry and wings flapping. "It's dad and his pidgeot!"

Lydia left out the front door to greet him. He seemed to have just landed as she came out the door. Their father was a semi-tall man, with brown hair just like them, except his was very short. Not enough to be a buzz cut but still short. Unlike the two, his eyes were green rather than brown. He had on rectangular glasses due to his poor vision, and the clothing someone would wear while hiking. "Dad!" He hopped off of his pidgeot and recalled him. "Lydia? I didn't think you'd be back so soon! I heard you won the Silph co. Annual Master Contest! I was so proud when I heard! What did you catch with the master ball? Anything yet?" She showed him her master ball and grinned. "Yes I did! He's right inside; I want you to meet him."

Lydia's dad pulled two small presents he wrapped up in newspaper out of his satchel. "I got you and Calvin a couple of gifts while I was in pallet town. But we'll take a look at them after I've seen your Pokémon. I'm really interested to see what you caught." Lydia opened the front door and allowed her father to enter. He walked not even all the way through the before he froze. Mewtwo stood up from the couch and looked at him. "W-what are you doing near my children?" He sounded as if Mewtwo was some type of monster. Mewtwo could sense his his emotions ranging from fear, anger, and grief. "Dad? Don't be so mean, he's not as scary as he looks-" Lydia tried to get her father to understand, but he was scared of Mewtwo. A Pokémon researcher, one who has dealt with the likes of gyarados is scared of Mewtwo. "So you're back. Are you here to kill me too? What of my children?" Mewtwo remained stoic but he was slightly shocked by the way this man was talking to him. (I do not believe we have met. What do you mean 'kill you too'?) Calvin and Lydia were looking back and forth between their father and Mewtwo. "Calvin, Lydia, go wait outside." The father calmly commanded. "But dad-" Lydia was cut off. "Outside!" He yelled to get his point across. She looked over to Mewtwo who nodded. She and Calvin left the house to wait on the front porch. Once the door clicked shut, the father of the two began to speak. "I see you don't even remember the people you've killed. Well, I guess I'd better remind you. Does New Island ring any bells?" Mewtwo's pupils went small. (You... You were a scientist there weren't you?) Memories of the horrible atrocities Mewtwo had committed flooded his mind, making him feel sick to his stomach. "I was the only survivor, I had to leave the island to tend to my pregnant wife. I was headed for the boats when your psychic blast knocked me into the water. If I had left a little bit later, my children would've grown up without a father. I remember seeing you standing on the rubble with my dead colleagues crushed, burnt, and in pieces surrounding you. You were talking to that man. The man I believed to be a rich gym leader who wanted a powerful, one of a kind Pokémon. It was thirteen years ago but it feels just like yesterday. I have never told either of my children about my time as a scientist and I don't plan to. But what I want to know is, why? Why did you murder all of the men and women who created you? Many of those people had families, in fact the reason Dr. Fuji took on the project in the first place was to gain the resources to make a clone of his dead daughter." Mewtwo felt lower than even he felt was possible. He held his hands to his head trying to block out the depressing thoughts, his teeth clenched in emotional pain. (I-I didn't know... I was still new to this life, I heard somebody say they would run tests on me... But that is no excuse, I understand! I am truly sorry! Nothing will ever take back these atrocities I've committed, but I would do anything to at least make peace with it!) The man's expressions softened. "You are the Pokémon my daughter caught, right?" Mewtwo nodded. "You aren't with team rocket anymore, are you?" He asked. (Never again.) Was Mewtwo's response. The man gave a dry laugh. "I don't forgive you, not for all you've done, but if you want to make things right, protect my daughter. Calvin too, but Lydia seems to run into the most trouble of the two." Mewtwo thought back to when she was cornered by that team rocket grunt. Isn't that the truth. (I will do as you ask of me. I will protect her with my life. I do not go back on my word.) Mewtwo promised. "This has been weird. I never expected this part of my life to come back to me. I'm Shane. Shane Forrester, current Pokémon researcher, former Pokémon genetics expert. Don't tell my children what I told you, I'm about to let them in the house, just act normal." Mewtwo lounged back on the couch as mr. Forrester opened the door. "Well, you two, it seems there's been a misunderstanding! This isn't the same Pokémon I'm thinking of that, uh... killed some other researchers in the field!" He made something up to keep his children from finding out the truth. "Jeez you scared us, dad." Calvin said with his ditto on his shoulder. "Yeah, I thought you would've loved to see something as rare as Mewtwo." Shane smiled and patted Lydia on the back. "I'm very proud of you. And Calvin too, I see you've caught a ditto." Calvin smiled at the ditto on his shoulder. "Oh, I almost forgot! I was in pallet town helping Professor Oak and he told me to give you both one of these." He pulled the two presents from earlier out of his satchel and handed it to his kids. They looked at the presents and back at their father.

"Go on. Open it." The twins smiled at each other, nodded and ripped the newspaper to tiny pieces revealing a small handheld device that the two of them instantly recognized. Their eyes lit up and they both excitedly exclaimed; "A pokedex!" Calvin especially always wanted one of these, it can scan Pokémon you encounter in the blink of an eye and give you information on them. It also automatically checks off the different Pokémon you have captured so you know what you already have, and teleports them to the person who was licensed to give the pokedex to you, but only if you have more than six.

"Thanks dad! Tell professor oak we appreciate it, ok?" Calvin thanked his dad as he registered himself in the pokedex. All of a sudden one of his beedrill's pokeballs turned white and vanished in thin air. "That's so cool! Hey Mewtwo, let's see what they say about you." Calvin held the pokedex facing Mewtwo and pressed one of the buttons. The screen went fuzzy and in its mechanical voice it said; "Pokémon unknown. No available data." Well he can't say he wasn't expecting that. (That has happened many times before in the Viridian gym. After nine years one would think the secret would be out.) Memories of Mewtwo's past as a gym leader's pet were running through his head. He had hurt a lot of Pokémon in his time there. Not many had won an earth badge at that gym, especially when Giovanni sent him into battle.

"So when is lunch, dad?" Lydia wondered. She was getting hungry since they had no breakfast at all this morning. "Oh, I was going to wait until your mother got home, but if you're hungry now I can make something." Shane decided he would just make his children each a simple sandwich. He got the bread out and pulled out their favorite ingredients he knew by heart. Lydia noticed he didn't get anything for Mewtwo so she spoke up for him. "Get some chocolate spread for Mewtwo, please." Mewtwo smiled happily, his first full smile he can remember.

Guys i'm thinking about making there be more than eight gym leaders in each region. Because if nobody could beat Sabrina in the anime when she was all crazy, how were there so many contestants at the indigo league? And there's the fact that Gary got ten badges. I think it's only a requirement to get eight out of how many there are in the region. So I'll add a few new gym leaders, but still use some originals. Anyway, I hope you liked! I'll be back again soon! Rate and review please! :)