Once again, as soon as my wounds had healed to the slightest extent, I was whisked away back into a world of battles and power, although this time, it thankfully lacked Carlos. I'd managed to keep my distance from that abhorrent man and his experiments.
But I knew that the fragile peace I had found would not last for long.
But I ended differently to what I had anticipated.
Instead of the usual battlefield that I usually ended up at during the day, I had been led to a conference room. It was about half full by the time I had entered. It was filled with various executives and a few agents. Someone, a red haired woman who I recognised as Ariana, beckoned me over to seat next to her.
I suddenly felt very conspicuous in my full set of armour. I took of my helmet, allowing to have a full view of the room, unobstructed by the visors edge.
Finally, everyone sat down. At the end of the table closets to me, my master finally looked up from his notes and cleared his throat.
"I suppose you've all heard the rumours."
There was a few heads nodding, mainly from the executives.
"And its true. Both of them." He smiled and gestured at me. "Mewtwo has returned." Everyone's heads suddenly turned to me.
I nodded and gave everyone a long hard look, but even though that I couldn't but smirk a little.
"And so that brings us to the second one." He shuffled some papers. "we are relocating our headquarters." There was a shocked silence.
I could see why.
Ever since its founding long ago, beyond my caring, team rockets main base had always been in Kanto.
"I can imagine that most of you are quite shocked at this news, and to be quite honest, I'd rather stay here as well. But ever since the mew trip and subsequently, Mewtwo's creation, our secrecy in this region has been sketchy at best. And so, we are relocating to Unova."
Across from me, I could see domino's eyes suddenly widen in surprise.
"why Unova?" she suddenly blurted.
"several reasons. First of all, outside of Kanto and Jhoto, our power has been strongest in that particular region. Second of all, ever since team plasma's dissolution, there has been a large power gap that I believe we could fill. A gap so large that I must be present to make sure things do not snowball out of control like they have done in the past. And lastly," he smiled. "due to America's arrogance and dependence on their own secret services, the international police have the least control there out of all the standard trainer regions."
A man from further down the table wearing a parka muttered something about Russia and the base there.
"we will be relocating to Castelia city. More information will be given out at a later date. Dismissed." He got up.
"Eris, Mewtwo, domino, can I speak to you?" I exchanged confused glances with the agent as we were joined by an executive. She wore a nondescript white suit and had long, wavy black and white striped hair.
"while the actual move wont be happing till next year, I need to send you two over now in order to get some minor…disputes settled."
Domino grinned.
"you want us to go over there and kill a bunch of people, maybe explode some stuff…"
"yes. We need to establish that we own the region, not whatever team thinks that they do. Also, Mewtwo, you're going with her. We need you to be as conspicuous as possible in the underworld.
Give them a reason not to cross with us. Explode some stuff, kill people; I don't care what you do. As long as you do it and don't attract the attention of the law. Although, given what were dealing with, that's not very likely. While you are in Unova, executive Eris will be in charge of you two." The woman nodded at us. "you are dismissed."
I looked up and sighed.
This would be last time I would battle in Kanto for a long time. And the last time I would battle under a trainer for a while.
I smiled a little as my opponents final Pokémon succumbed to my psywave, ending the match.
I turned away, with the intention of retiring for the day when a voice brought me back to the battle.
"hey!"
I turned to face the source of the voice. It was a trainer of about sixteen with bright red hair and a sneasel partner Pokémon.
I could feel surprise emanate from the man next to me as his composure slipped for a moment.
"Silver?"
"who else father?" he stormed up to us.
As he walked, another Pokémon appeared. A yellow mouse Pokémon.
I froze as I saw who the Pikachu was.
No…» I heard the Pokémon say. «You can't of…» the pikachu suddenly rammed into me with a force that no natural Pokémon should have.
Then again, it wasn't a natural Pokémon.
«What did you do?» he hissed. «You betrayed us.»
«I didn't betray you. All that happened in the past is, and shall remain the past.»
«Look at you!» the clone spat. «After so many years of fighting, thinking that what we were doing was right, you turn around and join the very organisation you nearly sacrificed you life to keep us away from. Are you no better than the cowardly humans that try to capture us?» I could see tears start to well up in his eyes
«I let myself be enslaved so we could turn against them and fight! But as soon as I did, as soon as I gave us a chance to defeat them once and for all, you turn against us! I once worshipped you! I once
thought you were a god! But it seems like that even our own legends are just as twisted and corrupted as man itself.» the Pokémon got up on its hind legs and turned away.
«Consider yourself dead in our eyes mewtwo. I don't care if you created us. You are nothing but another tool of team rocket in our eyes.»
I couldn't say anything as the Pokémon talked. He was right. I had betrayed everything I'd ever fought for. I had lost the one thing that had every really mattered to me.
«There's more to this than you can see.» I took off my helmet and lowered myself onto one knee, letting me see eye to eye with the Pokémon.
«I cant spend my entire life running, I cant. They managed to catch me and...» I sighed. «...it was either this or spend the rest of my life under the unbearable restraints of a master ball. And–» I shuddered as a memory flashed through my mind. «–I refuse to go back to that torturous life.»
«It doesn't matter if it meant being put in a master ball!» the Pokémon spun around to face me. «You should've let yourself succumb to that fate! You should've gone down fighting as a martyr, not surrender as a coward! No matter how you disguise the truth, it all boils down to one thing.»
Suddenly the Pokémon flew at my face, its tail hardened into iron as he hit me with it. The attack was slammed against my face with enough force to crack my jaw. It did a neat somersault backwards and inspected the damage he had done to my face.
«You failed.»
AN - "this is normal speech/telepathy."
«this is pokemon speech»
sorry I didn't mention this earlier