Chapter 2: Atomyutwo is Freed (3 Years before Mewtwo Strikes Back)
In the city on Cinnabar Island, it was time for the city waste management workers to do the sewer inspection that is done every five years. The other job they do down there is to remove any Pokémon life that may be down there. The workers descended into the sewers. It was pitch black so the workers turned on the beams on their hard hats. They looked around. Everything in the sewer seemed relatively clean and there wasn't much Pokémon life down there at all.
The creature that lurked in the sewer, Atomyutwo, instantly recognized the creatures that made their way down into the sewers. He knew they were the species that left him down here to die, not even bothering to properly check him to see if he was still alive. He maintained his memory of this species from when he was a Mew, trapped in a tube and never getting to be raised properly by someone who cared for him, his mother. After the mistake that was made in his transformation, he lost all feeling he ever had. He didn't care for his mothers or brothers, or other Pokémon, he only cared about one thing, eliminating the species that caused him so much pain, that cost him a normal life. He decided he should make himself visible to the creatures, these humans.
"Hey Joe, what is THAT?!?" One of the workers asked his partner after a strange Pokémon appeared off in the distance, the light from the helmets glinting off the obsidian blade of its tail.
"I have no clue. I have never seen anything like it," The worker called Joe replied to his confused partner.
"It's probably a new species are something. It could be important. We better catch it," The other worker said, unclipping a Pokéball from his belt, "Ok, POKÉBALL! GO!"
The ball flew through the air at Atomyutwo, the genetic failure not moving an inch as the ball approached. The ball was an inch away from him when his eyes flashed purple, the ball stopping when a purple aura surrounded it. It then exploded, sending tiny pieces flying in many directions.
"Wha...WHAT!?!" The two workers yelled out together. Atomyutwo's expression did not change as his eyes glowed purple again, the two workers raising into the air, surrounded in psychic energy.
People in the street crowded around the manhole when they heard the screaming of the workers. The ground started to shake violently and the people backed away from the manhole. Then, the entire section of the ground blew up in an amazing fireball, gas leaking everywhere and causing the explosion the get larger. From the fireball flew up a streak of purple light heading off in the direction of the mainland.
From the Cinnabar Island Laboratory, the main scientist looked out the window when he heard the explosion. His eyes grew wide when he saw the object streak out of the explosion, recognizing its shape though it could barely be seen, as the third Mewtwo experiment...
In the city on Cinnabar Island, it was time for the city waste management workers to do the sewer inspection that is done every five years. The other job they do down there is to remove any Pokémon life that may be down there. The workers descended into the sewers. It was pitch black so the workers turned on the beams on their hard hats. They looked around. Everything in the sewer seemed relatively clean and there wasn't much Pokémon life down there at all.
The creature that lurked in the sewer, Atomyutwo, instantly recognized the creatures that made their way down into the sewers. He knew they were the species that left him down here to die, not even bothering to properly check him to see if he was still alive. He maintained his memory of this species from when he was a Mew, trapped in a tube and never getting to be raised properly by someone who cared for him, his mother. After the mistake that was made in his transformation, he lost all feeling he ever had. He didn't care for his mothers or brothers, or other Pokémon, he only cared about one thing, eliminating the species that caused him so much pain, that cost him a normal life. He decided he should make himself visible to the creatures, these humans.
"Hey Joe, what is THAT?!?" One of the workers asked his partner after a strange Pokémon appeared off in the distance, the light from the helmets glinting off the obsidian blade of its tail.
"I have no clue. I have never seen anything like it," The worker called Joe replied to his confused partner.
"It's probably a new species are something. It could be important. We better catch it," The other worker said, unclipping a Pokéball from his belt, "Ok, POKÉBALL! GO!"
The ball flew through the air at Atomyutwo, the genetic failure not moving an inch as the ball approached. The ball was an inch away from him when his eyes flashed purple, the ball stopping when a purple aura surrounded it. It then exploded, sending tiny pieces flying in many directions.
"Wha...WHAT!?!" The two workers yelled out together. Atomyutwo's expression did not change as his eyes glowed purple again, the two workers raising into the air, surrounded in psychic energy.
People in the street crowded around the manhole when they heard the screaming of the workers. The ground started to shake violently and the people backed away from the manhole. Then, the entire section of the ground blew up in an amazing fireball, gas leaking everywhere and causing the explosion the get larger. From the fireball flew up a streak of purple light heading off in the direction of the mainland.
From the Cinnabar Island Laboratory, the main scientist looked out the window when he heard the explosion. His eyes grew wide when he saw the object streak out of the explosion, recognizing its shape though it could barely be seen, as the third Mewtwo experiment...