Wow. I think this story is slowing down a bit. I'm so sad. Oh well. I shall put this up even if it takes me a year and junk. Enjoy!
But I like to point out that NO one is being dropped out of the tournament yet! It hasn't been decided yet. Even though we know who doesn't appear in the next game, doesn't mean we know the story behind it!
The next few days, thing returned to normal. The main computer was fixed in record time, this time the technicians (aka Fox, Falco, and Mr. Game & Watch) double checking its wires. At the moment they assured Master Hand that nothing should go wrong with it this time, no matter who messes with it.
Mewtwo was left to be in the children's room. He stayed in there to heal, just as Mew was left to heal in her medic room. Both Psyche's slept for four days to let all their wounds heal. The first to awaken was the purple eyed Pokemon, who felt better than he had ever before. Pikachu and Ness were there to see him wake up, and greeted him with smiles. A happy sight indeed for the mutant.
Soon after, Mewtwo was seen in the main lounge, meditating again. This time he had more companions…much to his annoyance.
Ness sat on the couch behind him playing with his gameboy. He claimed he already did his meditating for the day and wanted to hang out with the mutant. Young Link sat beside the Pokemon with his legs crossed, also deep in meditation. The little swordsman wanted to give it a try and enhance his mind and soul to his blade. Pikachu slept away on Young Link's lap, bubbles blowing from her nose. Jigglypuff stayed near the group as she rolled around the mutant in delight, playing around and around. Pichu was right where he should be, snuggled on his scalp.
Mewtwo sighed irritably. Too much company to distract him.
"Snacks!" Peach's voice rang out heavenly, like a beacon of hope for the Pokemon. The little critters around him answered the call like hound dogs and immediately jumped up and ran to the kitchen, leaving only him and his thoughts. He sighed happily and let his mind drift off into…
"Hello Mewtwo."
The mutant's body tensed up right away and he slowly turned his worn out, angry eyes to a smiling pink furred psyche Pokemon, who looked like a million dollars was dropped on her lap. Her smile showed she was more than happy to see him than he was to her. And she was. After all, this was the first time seeing him since the fight.
Mewtwo frowned at her smile. His mind told him she was only putting up a good front as to fool him. That or she was going to become that clingy little annoyance he once knew and become overly hyper again. Either way, he wasn't in the mood for her. He readied his mouth to retort rudely when he noticed from the corner of his eye Peach's warning look from the kitchen. It said, quite plainly, "Watch it". He groaned a bit and floated up to his feet and past the pink Pokemon.
"Mew." Was all he said.
"A-HEM!" Peach coughed loudly. The Pokemon could just FEEL her glare baring down his back.
"Fine!" Mewtwo whirled around and bowed to the female dramatically. "ULTImew!" he all but yelled and floated away as quickly as he could. If his feet could touch the ground, they would be stomping.
Mew giggled at his stubborn behavior and flew after him. Peach smiled at the two Pokemon and turned to a confused yet curious Yoshi. "Its so easy to please her, but its much more easier to tease Mewtwo. Plus its fun!" she explained to the dragon creature. Yoshi nodded in understanding and returned to his snack.
Back in the silver shining hallways, Mewtwo tried to fly away from a certain pink pest as best he could, taking sharp turns and speeding up on long corridors. Yet the female found a way to his side every time, and every time Mewtwo inwardly screamed at how persistent she was!
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"No where."
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
"Are you going to do something?"
"No."
"Can I come?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No!"
"I think I will anyway." Mew said, trying her best not to burst into giggles. She forgot how much fun it was to tease and make fun with Mewtwo. He left for his own journey shortly after they departed from that island long ago and only heard rumors of his travels. Since then she traveled alone and focused on exploring the wide world.
Mewtwo sent her a side glare, meaning to chill her in ice but found her amused smile broadening at his stare. "Do you take fun at making me angry?" he growled.
"If I answer yes, what emotion will you give me?" she asked, eyes twinkling.
Mewtwo felt his mouth twitch to a scowl and he turned back to the hallway. "You say I haven't changed at all, yet you're the one who keeps going back to your old annoying habits." he said.
"Is that so bad?" she asked innocently.
"Yes! It is!"
"I think you like it. You just don't want to admit it."
"Why would I?" he growled.
"Becuase it gives you an excuse to get angry."
"Has it occured to you that me being angry means I DON'T want to be angry?"
"Yes, but when your not, your nothing else." Mew said, hammering a nail on his ego. "You don't laugh or cry, so being angry has to be the only emotion you have left in you. I'm just helping you express it. That is why I'm saying, you like it!" she giggled.
The amethyst eyed male Pokemon mutant did his best to keep his eyes forward and not use his powers to simply bring down the roof on her. 'She's doing this on purpose.' he thought angrily. He knew this would happen once he tried to ANYTHING to help anyone! They take him as weak and try to take advantage of that! 'I should have left her to die.'
His floating about took him to the training grounds where targets were held at random points. He hadn't planned this but went over to take a spot nonetheless. He could feel Ultimew take a seat behind him on a square platform and could just imagine her form sitting calmly there as she smiled and watched. The thought gnawed at his brain. Sooner or later he knew he'll develope a twitch from her following.
Several targets popped up from the air and Mewtwo focused his energy. This would help his anger for the moment. He formed a shadow ball in his palms, letting it grow for a second and then tossing it to the first target. The loud "ding" in the air was silenced to sudden clapping behind him. Turning around in confusion, he saw Mew was the one acting as his audience, her eyes sparkling happily. He turned back around with a frown and flew at the next target.
In a split second, he felt his past coming back to him. Perhaps it was the pink Pokemon's presence and her personality that takes him back, or perhaps it was just his mind just wondering. He remembered old feelings buried deep in his head and old memories he wished to forget. In that split second still, he remembered the faces that caused him torment. The face of one evil man that sneered at him from above like a hungry lion staring at its prey; lustfing for power! Even now Mewtwo cannot forget his greed and abuse.
Mewtwo growled and used shadow scratch on the next target, momentarily forgetting where he was. More clapping from behind made him grab his head at the annoyance.
"Wow! Do that again!" Mew squealed. She paused for a thought and then flew towards him, all smiles. "In fact, can you show me that move?"
Mewtwo felt his stomach drop to his feet and he whirled around, eyes portraying a mixture between anger, confusion, and irritation. "What?!"
"I want to know that move you just did! It looks very powerful. Do you have any other moves?" she asked.
Mewtwo shook his head from shock and glared at the female. "No, I will not teach you my secret moves!"
"What secret? You just did it in front of me." she said.
"Doesn't mean you know how to use it."
Mew stayed calm and shrugged. "I just want to know the name at least. It was pretty cool."
"I don't give names to any of my attacks. That's just childish and ridiculous."
"I think…" Ultimew went on not hearing his words. "Shadow Scratch will do it!" she said with a wide grin. "And that other move…where you grab your opponent and throw him away and you shoot sparks after them, that could be called Shadow Cannon!" she said, showing her excitement more and more by the minute. Mewtwo gave her a dry look and turned away.
"Do what you wish." he said in a flat tone.
"Great! Then we can start now! Go on, show me what the great Mewtwo can do!" Mew said pointing out to the targets like a general leading his army. The mutant showed his unimpressed expression and stayed where he was. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"Why are you suddenly like this?" he asked narrowing his eyes on her. "You were different from before, then you changed into something else, and now your back from what you used to be?" he said growing more irritated with every word slipping off his mouth. He just didn't…couldn't understand. "Just what is that you're trying to do?"
Mew saw the confusion swirling in his space colored depths; the anger of not understanding. She could tell he wanted to know why she stuck to him. What was so pleasant about him that makes her of all people (or Pokemon) would want to stay by his side. Perhaps, (dare she think it?) it made him insecure?
To tell the truth, she hardly knew herself. He seemed so cold to her when she first came, trying his best to push her away. But now that she saw that he CAN show goodness, even towards her; it made her opinion about him change drastically. She couldn't tell what it was, but something kept telling her that if she kept pushing, it would break through that hard outer interior.
Mewtwo waited for her answer, amazed his patience lasted longer than usual. Her answer came naturally, with a smile gentle and true.
"I have my reasons."
Mewtwo's brows dug into his eyes, and he tightened his jaw. It seemed it took everything in him from imploding right there.
'Again with the mysteries!' he thought furiously.
"If it has anything to do with the battlefield-"
"I didn't say that."
"You never had to." he growled.
"Well if it was, does that have to change anything?"
Mewtwo clenched his hands. Everything about the pink Pokemon drove him into insanity! She was just too infuriating! Every comeback he made, she just made another right at his face.
"Fine." he said, voice bordering seething and calm. He abruptly turned around and floated out of the room, not able to take her presence any longer.
"Do I really need a reason to be nice to you Mewtwo?" Mew called after him. He ignored her and floated out of the room. Ultimew smiled, thinking back to Zelda's words. "Anger comes before understanding." she rephrased. "I'm sure he'll come around."
***
Mewtwo floated back into the lounge, his mind still spinning on Mew. Her words, her face, her eyes…it just kept reeling over and over again in his head. It was driving him crazy! Whatever was the reason she kept popping into his mind?! But he can stop it somehow. Yes. As long as he stays away from her, he'll be fine.
"Yes…that's the plan." He muttered to himself. "That'll be the-OOF!"
Mewtwo stumbled back from the broad, furry chest he knocked into. Blinking owlishly up at the towering form, Mewtwo momentarily stared upwards in a heap on the floor. The form's face was hidden by the glare of the headlights. For a moment the body didn't move, and so did Mewtwo. He expected something to happen. But what exactly?
The large built body then leaned forward, arms spreading out. Mewtwo's eyes widened and he raised his hands up to protect himself when the arms scooped him up from the ground and to his feet! It patted his arms and head to get rid of some dust, rendering him speechless and lost as to what was going on. He blinked confusedly at the body, recognizing it once he stared into a big grin.
"D-" he began when the big ape once more scooped him up into his arms and crushed him to his chest! "KayyyAAAA!" Mewtwo howled, feeling his once healed bones crack and crunch under the grip.
"Ah! He found him! Good job DK!" Roy yelled from the end of the hallway. He trotted over and patted the monkey on the shoulder and grinned up at the Pokemon. "You didn't think you were going off the hook THAT easy did ya?"
If he could, Mewtwo would have demanded from the fire knight an explanation. In fact, he would have screamed his head off at the boy, but was at the moment too busy trying to get air into his lungs. The lovable imp seemed to try and keep that mission from coming true, as he gave more squeeze to his affectionate hug.
"Come on dude! We gatta go have some fun with ya!" Roy said, and Mewtwo spotted Marth and Link coming over. He glared daggers at the green knight, letting him know he WILL make the betraying boy suffer! He thought he was more mature than this!
Link gave the Pokemon an apologetic look, holding his hands into a clap, a Japanese style he learned from his Hyrulian country. "I tried to get some sense into them but-"
"No way we were going to let you go without some appreciation handed to you." Marth intervened. He seemed to be enjoying himself as he watched Mewtwo squirm.
"Right! So we have a surpise for you!"
Mewtwo finally gathered enough air to scream out, "YOU IMBECILES! LET ME GO!" he shouted! He soon went off into a cussing spree that shocked the knights. They didn't know the Pokemon to have such a foul mouth.
Roy ignored his shouts and calmly turned to DK, gravely nodding to him like a man telling the assassin to finish the job. DK smiled heartily, and tightened his hold, And Marth had to wince at the sound of a spine snapping in two. Mewtwo gave a strangled yelp, and fell limp in his arms. DK whooped happily, throwing the Pokemon around like he was a straw stuffed scarecrow.
Link looked worriedly at the unconscious Pokemon and turned to frown at the redhead, who was all grins. "If you broke him, I'm paying for his soul through yours!"
Oh deary me, what does Rpy have in mind to "Thank" Mewtwo. We can only hope it won't be Painful. But happy day! Mew is finally getting to him! Well, maybe. Hope you enjoye dit!