Hello it's me. Chapter nine here. Lots of plot twist. And Thank you Tiger002 for you many reviews. They are very much appreciated.


The Legendary Mewtwo and I had walked to the house of Salvation before we headed back to Altamira to rest for awhile.

"So what is this world?" Mewtwo adverted his gaze from the sky to look at his new partner.

"This world is...actually I don't know what this world is called. I know that it was split in two for thousands of years, and that the names of the two worlds that make up this world were Tethe'alla and Sylverant. But I don't know the name of this world; I've just be calling it Symphonia."

"Symphonia huh? So I take it your not from Symphonia then."

"No. Like you I'm from a different world. My world is called--"

"Earth. Your world is called Earth. It sounds like my world."

"Um...how did you know that?"

"I can read minds."

"Well knock next time. Or at lest ask if your allowed in."

"I'll see. So what is with this bizarre emotion I sense in you?"

"Bizarre emotion? What are you talking about?"

"That human who stop the fight between the clones and their originals had the same emotion in his heart too. What is it?"

"Are you talking about...Love?"

"Love? What is it?"

"You don't know what love is?"

"No. I've never felt anything like this from Giovanni or the scientists who created me. The first time I was it was in that boy, Ash. And now you have that emotion too."

"Love isn't available to only one person. Lots of people have that emotion. I guess since nether Giovanni or the scientists really cared about you, you never got to know the feeling. How should I describe it? Um...well its most commonly recognized a desire to protect or help people that are close to you."

"So it means that I want to help people who are standing next to me."

"No! More like you really care about some people that you have a relationship with. You know, like friends and family. It's also know as the feeling people get when they really, really, really like someone." I was blushing now thinking of fairytale endings.

"So it's also like how you feel about this 'Regal' person."

"WHAT! When did I ever mention Regal?!"

"Have you forgotten that you are talking to a mind reader?" Mewtwo had a happy little smirk on his face in delight of teasing his new friend.

"Well I don't like him to THAT extent! It's just a crush."

"Crush? So love is violent then."

"No! A crush is when someone likes someone else and they keep it a secret, or not, and they sometimes act differently around the object of their desire."

"Oh so you do like this Regal guy. Doesn't love have an age limit?"

"No! But it's not like I plan on marrying him..."

'Finally! Someone who understands my pain!'

What are you doing?! Mewtwo will detect you right away. I thought you wanted to remain hidden!

'I do wish to remain hidden, that is why I've used my powers to cloak anything to do with me in your head, to be undetectable. Mewtwo will never see me.'

And what will he think if he sees me talking to myself?

'Anything you say to me will be hidden as well. Fear not my Master, for I have taken care of everything'.

Then do something about my nightmares and go.

'...Very well...'

"Are you alright? You've been quite for awhile."

"Huh...I'm fine. Mewtwo...do you...know anything about dreams?"

"Dreams? Or do you mean nightmares?"

"N-nightmares."

"I know that our minds have a defense set up to protect us."

"A defense?"

"Have you ever noticed that in the dreams where you die, you never experience death it self. You always wake up before you die. Your dreams are a portal to different worlds. The defense is put up so that you can return to your world when you are in peril."

"I was sleeping right before I came to this world. Could this all be a dream?"

"No." My head whipped up so fast I could have got whip lash.

"T-th-this i-is r-real."

"Yes. But if you did come from another world it could be possible to travel back by the laws of dream preservation, the phenomenon that I explained to you. But I would be very risky."

"I'll find a different way thanks. Let's head to Altamira. I need to think some things over. Here." I take off my cloak and hand it to Mewtwo. "I know you don't want to travel in the pokéball so you'll have to wear this."

"How will we get there? It is so far away."

"That mind reading this is annoying but it a massive time saver. I'll fly using my artes and you can use the Rheaird."


I helped Mewtwo off the Rheaird and into the hotel room via the balcony.

"So this is where you stay. It's not as awful as I thought it would be."

"Do you hate Regal or something? 'Cuz if you do then I'll have to lay down some ground rules if you plan to be my roommate."

"Very well. Go ahead."

"One, don't insult Regal. And I'm not just saying that because I like him. Two, you can't attack, or kill for that matter, anyone unless I give the go ahead. We my be partners but your still my Pokémon."

"And you are still my master and trainer." I expected his voice to be sarcastic, but it was sincere.

"You don't have to call me your master. Were equals."

"But I want to."

"You still don't have too. You can hang out here while I get something in Sybak. I won't be long, I promise."


I flew away from Sybak with the new cape I bought slung over my arm. I had bought it just for Mewtwo, so that he didn't have to wear mine in public all the time. As I approached Altamira I saw a small commotion outside the city. I ran up to see what was going on. I saw Zelos sitting over someone with him dagger held high, poised to strike like a cobra. I was the only one around to see the unfaithful Chosen ready to kill. Then I saw who the poor soul was that was to be killed by the redhead angel. Mewtwo was pinned to the ground with his head tilted back. Zelos...Zelos is going to kill Mewtwo! I charged in as fast as I could. No, no, NO!Flinging my body over Mewtwo I shouted, "DON'T KILL HIM!" A flood of tears were rolling down my face. I couldn't breathe properly. My whole body was trembling. I stared up at the aristocrat in fear. Zelos lowered his arms and stared back in pure shock that I had come to defend this monster.I rested my head on Mewtwo's chest only to hear his heart barely beating. "Mewtwo, teleport." I whispered this in his ear. Teleporting is really something else. Everything was white for about a second then we were in the hotel room again. I was sitting on the floor and Mewtwo had placed himself on the sofa. Pulling out an apple gel and I lunged for him. Mewtwo ate it...but nothing happened. If apple gels can't heal him, does that mean the same will happen with a life bottle? "Mewtwo don't die!" My mind was buzzing from trying to think of something to save Mewtwo. I knew that Pokémon could use healing abilities, but Mewtwo was too weak to do one himself and I had yet to master simple ones like leach life. Cooking! I remember that in this world cooking was used to heal heath. "Mewtwo please hold on just a bit longer." I had to force myself away from Mewtwo's side. I was facing a dilemma. If I left him alone Zelos could come back and finish the job, but if I stayed then Mewtwo could die in my hands. Being sure the door was locked; I got into the elevator and pressed the button for the restaurant. I ran out and almost crashed into tall, dark, and masculine.

"Stacy what's wrong?" I wanted to speak but my voice failed me. My shyness washed over me as I stood next to Regal. An image of Mewtwo back in the room dying flashed through my mind.

"My friend needs help! H-he got attacked and-and-and gels aren't working and--" The words tumbled out unable to slow down.

"You thought that food would help." Regal had read my mind. He could understand me even when I was so unraveled. Once again I went from being able to barely speak, to not being able to speak at all. I just nodded my head. Regal then walked into the kitchen and returned a minute later with a plate of curry. I took it and ran into the elevator while shouting, "Thank you!" The ride back to my room felt like it would take forever. Come on. Go faster! The door at last opened; I sprinted back into my room where Mewtwo laid on the couch, waiting for death. "Mewtwo! I'm here." I crouched next to him and began to feed him. When the curry was gone Mewtwo went to sleep. I laid my head on his chest again to listen for his heart beat. Bu-bump. Bu-bump. Bu-bump. It was normal once again. I was at the end of my rope. I was so exhausted mentally that I just broke down. Sitting Asian style on the floor I leaned over so my head was at my knees and burst out crying. I wasn't just crying I was full on weeping.


"Yuan I have a question for you." Regal strolled up to Yuan's desk.

"What is it?"

"It's about the dynamics of our dreams. What does it mean when someone dies in their dreams?"

"You came here just to ask me something trivial like that?"

"I assume the Renegades have lots of information on the body's consciousness, and our dreams are a part of that consciousness. So I thought you could provide me with an answer."

"They say that our dreams are so real that in order to keep us from really dying in them our mind pulls us back into our own world."

"Our own world?" Regal repeated louder that intended.

"The world of dreams in another world all on its own. Now is that all or do you have any other inferior questions?"

"No. That's all, thank you." Regal left the building and headed to Altamira.


I awoke several hours later still on the floor, from crying myself to sleep. Shakily I stood up and looked at Mewtwo with low eyes. The damage that Zelos had done was mainly done by his fists. Thank God. As Mewtwo sat up I felt like I was watching the dead rise.

"What's with you? You look like you were the one who got beat up."

"Mewtwo I'm--"

"Don't apologize for the insignificant human." Mewtwo looked away from me. "You should wash up before some one sees you looking like that." I slowly nodded my head and walked into the bathroom. Running warm water in the sink I plucked a washcloth from the basket and unrolled it followed by soaking it in the water. As I washed my face I began to feel calmer. I then saw my reflection in the mirror. I had never really taken the time to look at myself in the mirror since I came here. The person I saw staring back at me I had only seen in my mind. My inner self image had become me. My hair was golden blond, a few shades darker than Colette's, the two moles on my left cheek were gone, my acne was completely erased, and my hair had recovered form the haircut my mom gave me back in seventh grade. It was now jagged at shoulder length with a proper part on the left side. At that moment I didn't ever want to return to the real world.

'It seems you finally noticed.'

"What do you mean?"

'You have seen yourself a certain way in your mind for a long time. Here you are your inner image. People see you the way you want them to see you.'

"Did you get that from the Matrix? And does that mean I can dye my hair with my mind?"

'No and no.'

"Is everything alright Stacy?" Mewtwo's psychic powers could even penetrate my mind even when I was talking to Alto.

"I'm fine Mewtwo." I come to his side to see the damage with clear eyes. The bruising that he received from the unfaithful Chosen had started to appear. He hadn't been stabbed but his whole body had been pummeled to no end. "Now that some of your strength has come back to you, you should use recover." Mewtwo closed his eyes and a white sparkling light veiled him for a few seconds, then faded. The sun had gone down but I wasn't ready to call it a day yet. "I'm going to where you and Zelos where fighting. If he's still there I'll knock some scene into him. I'll lock the door just incase, okay?"

"Hmph. Good luck." Great I moved in with a Kratos clone.


Zelos was long gone from the field. What is with me and doing the most pointless things on Earth. Or in this case Symphonia. Out of the corner of my eye, some movement caught me attention. "Who's there?" I couldn't see anyone, even if I could see in the dark. Out in the clearing there were some trees nearby that of which I made my way to. That was the biggest mistake I had ever made. You-don't-know-who came up and grabbed me by my neck with his left hand and held me against the tree. Because it was the front of my neck that he grabbed I was having difficulties breathing. Whoever this guy was, he was big, bigger than Yuan. His hands were strong and masculine, he was tall, and his face was covered so I couldn't see it. He held his free right hand back in a tight fist. On his wrists there was markings, like something type of band hand been on them recently. No, I'm not going to die here. Not now. I can't die yet. I brought my hands together into the classic ninja hand sign. "Ninja arte. Substitute." There was a puff of smoke and in my place was a blue teddy bear with a crescent moon and star in its forehead. The attacker dropped his right arm slightly and let go of the plushie. When it hit the ground I took its place and launched an attack. "Ninja arte, thunder punch!" I hit the man right below the center of the rib cage. "Ninja arte swift!" I tossed several starts at the man who avoided all but one. It had side swiped his head cutting of a piece of his hair. The man ran off into the trees before I recover from the backlash of the thunder punch. "Huff, huff. Who was that?" I saw the hair that I cut off. I was blue. The same shade of blue that a particular nobleman has. Hmm...

Sorry it's kinda short today. Please tell me what you think!