S2 Chapter 6
After ramming proved to cause very little damage, Mewtwo and I changed tactics.
A large stream of flames shot from my mouth and through my bubble, only to dissolve against Mewtwo's protective Barrier.
Mewtwo's eyes glowed as it tried to weaken me with Psychic, but his attacks couldn't penetrated my defense any more than mine could his.
An inward part of me knew that neither of us would win...and we would both be destroyed in the process of trying to.
So I increased my defense, and stopped my offense completely. I *had* to try to talk some sense into Mewtwo.
Mewtwo! Don't do this! I pleaded.
Mewtwo continued to bombard me with various attacks as he replied, There is not room for both of us. One of us must die.
We're *both* going to lose this battle.
Mewtwo sneered, and hit me with a powerful Thunder that knocked me and my bubble backwards. That's what you think!
I let out a startled cry, and Teleported behind him to give me a second to regain my composure. He twisted in midair, but showed no surprise at my move. I racked through my brain for an idea. The words I utilized now could affect the rest of the world. I needed to stall my super-clone...Or distract him.
He's manipulating you.
*That* caused him to pause before he shot off the kinetic ball of energy that he was preparing in his paws at me. He blinked in confusion, and I continued on. Giovanni doesn't *care* about you! To him you're just a powerful Pokémon that he owns-
Mewtwo sharply interrupted me, I am owned by no one! He released the energy ball, and it bounced off my bubble -causing me to go back a few feet- and hit his. But it wasn't as powerful as it had been when it hit me, so it barely moved Mewtwo an inch.
Who is that feeds and *commands* you?!
He is *merely* my pawn! Mewtwo grated.
Break away from him! I pleaded as I raised my defense, my pink protective bubble shimmering. He's *evil*! ...And he's turned *you* evil!
I am what I *choose*! Mewtwo declared harshly, as he used Psywave. It didn't even cause me to budge half a centimeter.
Mewtwo! You can't do this! Let go of your hate! Your mind has been twisted by Giovanni! You *don't* want to do bad...I *know* you don't! You just feel hurt!
The only thing I feel... Mewtwo drew out slowly, then lashed out, -is ANNOYED! And with that, the genetically created Pyschic-type sent a pummel of attacks my way, as I tried desperately to strengthen my Barrier and survive his offensive moves.
"NO!" I heard a male voice shout, and I spared a quick glance.
Mewtwo and I were close to the ground, and Ash had chosen that moment to rush forward and between us. I cried out to him to go back...
But it was too late.
My trainer was hit by a strong Psychic attack by Mewtwo, as Giovanni called out, "Foolish child!" Pikachu also yelled at Ash, although his shout wasn't an insult. Mewtwo, tired of Giovanni, knocked the Team Rocket Boss against the wall, which he hit with a crunch, then slid down on the floor, unconscious.
Pikachu and I were both instantly by Ash's side, and the three birds and humans were close behind.
"Ash!" Misty whispered fiercely, as she shook him. "Wake up, Ash!"
But Ash didn't move...Didn't breathe.
Brock muttered, "Oh no...Ash..."
Pikachu whimpered, "Pika-pi," and started shocking the boy.
Although it was a valiant effort, the electricity did nothing for Ash.
A dozen plans rushed through my head. All of them useless.
Until a lightbulb came on.
Recover!
I used the healing move on the still trainer, but I wasn't strong enough to do it by myself.
Mewtwo, help me! I begged.
Mewtwo looked at me, then at the unconscious Giovanni, then at Ash.
Please! I urgently requested. He's just a boy! He doesn't deserve to die!
Pikachu helped me plea. [Mewtwo. He's my *trainer*. He's a *good* human. Don't let him die! I love him!]
The three legendary birds, not wanting to be outdone, also chimed in with a chorus of "Yeah's" and "Pleases".
Misty went up to Mewtwo, and looked him straight in the eyes. "Mew can't do it alone...And I *won't* let you get away with Ash's death." Her eyes started to tear up, "I...don't know what I'd do without him..."
I could sense Mewtwo's confusion. Love was an emotion he'd never felt before. But-
I interrupted. My life energy was draining as I gave it to Ash, and I could feel myself steadily weakening. Help now! Talk *later*!
Looking a bit surprised, Mewtwo floated over to my side, and assisted me in attempting to heal the Pallet trainer.
Ash's face was deathly pale. The spectators watched in tensed silence.
"It's hopeless!" Ziggy howled, tears streaming down her black face.
No, it's not! I snapped. Pessimism was *not* what this matter called for.
After a few seconds of silence, I could see no improvement. And neither could Mewtwo, it appeared, for he spoke in our minds. Perhaps it *is* hopeless-
I was unable to control my temper. For the last time! IT IS NOT HOPELESS! I screamed into their minds. If you would stop worrying about it BEING hopeless and actually tried to help, then maybe it WOULDN'T be hopeless!
I'd completely and thoroughly confused myself...And by the looks on everyone else's faces, I'd confused them, too.
But I turned my concentration back on Ash, thinking to myself, *Don't die on me, Ash. You had better not die on me...*
Everyone's eyes were on the motionless trainer, all apprehensive. Mewtwo was looking regretful, but kept his full attention on healing Ash.
"Pika-pi," Pikachu mournfully murmured, touching Ash's hand gently. He moved up to the boy's face, and gave him a heart-felt lick on the cheek. Tears glittered in the electric mouse's eyes, and a sole drop trickled down Pikachu's cheek, and onto Ash's.
Ash's eyes abruptly fluttered open, and he moaned, "I'm hungry."
For a split second, we all just stared wide-mouthed at him. Then we started laughing. He's *hungry*, I repeated humorously.
He didn't see anything funny about the situation, and after a slight pause he asked, "Where am I?" Then he spotted Mewtwo, and his eyes grew as wide as saucers. "Mew! Why aren't you--? Why isn't he--? Uh, Why are---? Huh?"
Ziggy and Pikachu giggled, and both latched around poor confused Ash's neck, giving him tight Pokéhugs. I explained, Mewtwo helped save your life.
"Why?"
I turned to the Pokémon in question, who took a while before replying. Any human that risks his life to stop two Pokémon from killing each other can't be all bad.
[Nicely put!] Moltres squawked.
[I coulda done better!] Zapdos bragged.
[No way!] Articuno declared.
The Lightning- and Flying-type zapped the Ice- and Flying-type, who retaliated in kind. Moltres, not wanting to be left out, spat out some flames at Articuno.
Mewtwo turned a curious eye on them, but the rest of us were so used to it that we paid them no heed. Ash got to his feet unshakily, Pikachu on his shoulder, and Ziggy hovering near his head. Misty and Brock each held onto an arm to steady him. Ash looked into Mewtwo's eyes, "Thanks for saving me." He threw a brief glance at me. "*Both* of you."
Mewtwo shifted semi-embarrassedly. He wasn't used to compliments. He shrugged it off, It was *my* fault that you got hurt. It's only sensible that I help heal you. He paused, but felt that he had to apologize. I'm sorry, but I'm not very good at controlling my powers.
Understandably, I nodded. With his power he *needed* to be taught how to do so...And I felt that I was the one that had to teach him. But there was a problem...He felt awkward around humans.
Sure, time would help cure some of that...But being around Ash would simply serve to him as a constant reminder that he had almost killed a human. And that would be psychological torture.
...I knew what I had to do.
It's time for me to go.
"Huh?" Misty blinked.
Mewtwo and I.
They still weren't on the same line as I. "What are you talking about, Mew?" Brock inquired.
"Yeah," Ash seconded.
I didn't know how to put it, so I gave the best explanation that I could. Even when I became you Pokémon, Ash, I knew that I would not be able to stay with you forever. My time with you was to be cut short by something. I didn't know what at the time, and didn't even figure it out until now. I was destined to be with you so that I would eventually reach this point.
"What point?" Misty cut in.
Where I have to teach Mewtwo to control his powers. I've been in his position before...Except I was taught by my family in how to keep my powers leashed...But there are no more Mews left...So *I* must teach him. It will take much time and patience...And it shall be best if...we leave you. They had no idea how hard it was on me to complete that last sentence. Mewtwo had some idea, and glanced over at me with something like an apology in his eyes.
"If you're sure, Mew," Ash said quietly. He'd had to let his Pokémon go before. He tried to put on a strong face, but I knew that inside it was tearing him apart...As it was me.
Mewtwo placed a paw tentatively on Ash's shoulder. I'm sorry to be such a bother to you. Please forgive me.
"No problem-" Ash's voice broke. He tried hard to control his tears. As did I.
Misty abandoned all pretense of pretending to hide her flooding eyes, and gave me a hug, startling me. "You keep Mewtwo out of trouble, now. You hear?" she whispered.
I nodded. Brock gave me a pat, and after a moment's hesitation, Ash enveloped me in an Ursaring hug. "Pika," the small Electric-type sniffled.
Sobbing uncontrollably, Ziggy came over and embraced me with her tiny arms. "I'll miss you!"
And I, you, I replied. *Don't cry, don't cry,* I repeated over and over in my head. The legendaries stopped their battle and let out a chorus of "so long's" and "farewell's", which I returned. Well, I'll see you all later! I shakily told them, shooting off into the air before things got even more emotional. Mewtwo followed me.
Maybe you'll see them again, he tried to console me.
Maybe.
After ramming proved to cause very little damage, Mewtwo and I changed tactics.
A large stream of flames shot from my mouth and through my bubble, only to dissolve against Mewtwo's protective Barrier.
Mewtwo's eyes glowed as it tried to weaken me with Psychic, but his attacks couldn't penetrated my defense any more than mine could his.
An inward part of me knew that neither of us would win...and we would both be destroyed in the process of trying to.
So I increased my defense, and stopped my offense completely. I *had* to try to talk some sense into Mewtwo.
Mewtwo! Don't do this! I pleaded.
Mewtwo continued to bombard me with various attacks as he replied, There is not room for both of us. One of us must die.
We're *both* going to lose this battle.
Mewtwo sneered, and hit me with a powerful Thunder that knocked me and my bubble backwards. That's what you think!
I let out a startled cry, and Teleported behind him to give me a second to regain my composure. He twisted in midair, but showed no surprise at my move. I racked through my brain for an idea. The words I utilized now could affect the rest of the world. I needed to stall my super-clone...Or distract him.
He's manipulating you.
*That* caused him to pause before he shot off the kinetic ball of energy that he was preparing in his paws at me. He blinked in confusion, and I continued on. Giovanni doesn't *care* about you! To him you're just a powerful Pokémon that he owns-
Mewtwo sharply interrupted me, I am owned by no one! He released the energy ball, and it bounced off my bubble -causing me to go back a few feet- and hit his. But it wasn't as powerful as it had been when it hit me, so it barely moved Mewtwo an inch.
Who is that feeds and *commands* you?!
He is *merely* my pawn! Mewtwo grated.
Break away from him! I pleaded as I raised my defense, my pink protective bubble shimmering. He's *evil*! ...And he's turned *you* evil!
I am what I *choose*! Mewtwo declared harshly, as he used Psywave. It didn't even cause me to budge half a centimeter.
Mewtwo! You can't do this! Let go of your hate! Your mind has been twisted by Giovanni! You *don't* want to do bad...I *know* you don't! You just feel hurt!
The only thing I feel... Mewtwo drew out slowly, then lashed out, -is ANNOYED! And with that, the genetically created Pyschic-type sent a pummel of attacks my way, as I tried desperately to strengthen my Barrier and survive his offensive moves.
"NO!" I heard a male voice shout, and I spared a quick glance.
Mewtwo and I were close to the ground, and Ash had chosen that moment to rush forward and between us. I cried out to him to go back...
But it was too late.
My trainer was hit by a strong Psychic attack by Mewtwo, as Giovanni called out, "Foolish child!" Pikachu also yelled at Ash, although his shout wasn't an insult. Mewtwo, tired of Giovanni, knocked the Team Rocket Boss against the wall, which he hit with a crunch, then slid down on the floor, unconscious.
Pikachu and I were both instantly by Ash's side, and the three birds and humans were close behind.
"Ash!" Misty whispered fiercely, as she shook him. "Wake up, Ash!"
But Ash didn't move...Didn't breathe.
Brock muttered, "Oh no...Ash..."
Pikachu whimpered, "Pika-pi," and started shocking the boy.
Although it was a valiant effort, the electricity did nothing for Ash.
A dozen plans rushed through my head. All of them useless.
Until a lightbulb came on.
Recover!
I used the healing move on the still trainer, but I wasn't strong enough to do it by myself.
Mewtwo, help me! I begged.
Mewtwo looked at me, then at the unconscious Giovanni, then at Ash.
Please! I urgently requested. He's just a boy! He doesn't deserve to die!
Pikachu helped me plea. [Mewtwo. He's my *trainer*. He's a *good* human. Don't let him die! I love him!]
The three legendary birds, not wanting to be outdone, also chimed in with a chorus of "Yeah's" and "Pleases".
Misty went up to Mewtwo, and looked him straight in the eyes. "Mew can't do it alone...And I *won't* let you get away with Ash's death." Her eyes started to tear up, "I...don't know what I'd do without him..."
I could sense Mewtwo's confusion. Love was an emotion he'd never felt before. But-
I interrupted. My life energy was draining as I gave it to Ash, and I could feel myself steadily weakening. Help now! Talk *later*!
Looking a bit surprised, Mewtwo floated over to my side, and assisted me in attempting to heal the Pallet trainer.
Ash's face was deathly pale. The spectators watched in tensed silence.
"It's hopeless!" Ziggy howled, tears streaming down her black face.
No, it's not! I snapped. Pessimism was *not* what this matter called for.
After a few seconds of silence, I could see no improvement. And neither could Mewtwo, it appeared, for he spoke in our minds. Perhaps it *is* hopeless-
I was unable to control my temper. For the last time! IT IS NOT HOPELESS! I screamed into their minds. If you would stop worrying about it BEING hopeless and actually tried to help, then maybe it WOULDN'T be hopeless!
I'd completely and thoroughly confused myself...And by the looks on everyone else's faces, I'd confused them, too.
But I turned my concentration back on Ash, thinking to myself, *Don't die on me, Ash. You had better not die on me...*
Everyone's eyes were on the motionless trainer, all apprehensive. Mewtwo was looking regretful, but kept his full attention on healing Ash.
"Pika-pi," Pikachu mournfully murmured, touching Ash's hand gently. He moved up to the boy's face, and gave him a heart-felt lick on the cheek. Tears glittered in the electric mouse's eyes, and a sole drop trickled down Pikachu's cheek, and onto Ash's.
Ash's eyes abruptly fluttered open, and he moaned, "I'm hungry."
For a split second, we all just stared wide-mouthed at him. Then we started laughing. He's *hungry*, I repeated humorously.
He didn't see anything funny about the situation, and after a slight pause he asked, "Where am I?" Then he spotted Mewtwo, and his eyes grew as wide as saucers. "Mew! Why aren't you--? Why isn't he--? Uh, Why are---? Huh?"
Ziggy and Pikachu giggled, and both latched around poor confused Ash's neck, giving him tight Pokéhugs. I explained, Mewtwo helped save your life.
"Why?"
I turned to the Pokémon in question, who took a while before replying. Any human that risks his life to stop two Pokémon from killing each other can't be all bad.
[Nicely put!] Moltres squawked.
[I coulda done better!] Zapdos bragged.
[No way!] Articuno declared.
The Lightning- and Flying-type zapped the Ice- and Flying-type, who retaliated in kind. Moltres, not wanting to be left out, spat out some flames at Articuno.
Mewtwo turned a curious eye on them, but the rest of us were so used to it that we paid them no heed. Ash got to his feet unshakily, Pikachu on his shoulder, and Ziggy hovering near his head. Misty and Brock each held onto an arm to steady him. Ash looked into Mewtwo's eyes, "Thanks for saving me." He threw a brief glance at me. "*Both* of you."
Mewtwo shifted semi-embarrassedly. He wasn't used to compliments. He shrugged it off, It was *my* fault that you got hurt. It's only sensible that I help heal you. He paused, but felt that he had to apologize. I'm sorry, but I'm not very good at controlling my powers.
Understandably, I nodded. With his power he *needed* to be taught how to do so...And I felt that I was the one that had to teach him. But there was a problem...He felt awkward around humans.
Sure, time would help cure some of that...But being around Ash would simply serve to him as a constant reminder that he had almost killed a human. And that would be psychological torture.
...I knew what I had to do.
It's time for me to go.
"Huh?" Misty blinked.
Mewtwo and I.
They still weren't on the same line as I. "What are you talking about, Mew?" Brock inquired.
"Yeah," Ash seconded.
I didn't know how to put it, so I gave the best explanation that I could. Even when I became you Pokémon, Ash, I knew that I would not be able to stay with you forever. My time with you was to be cut short by something. I didn't know what at the time, and didn't even figure it out until now. I was destined to be with you so that I would eventually reach this point.
"What point?" Misty cut in.
Where I have to teach Mewtwo to control his powers. I've been in his position before...Except I was taught by my family in how to keep my powers leashed...But there are no more Mews left...So *I* must teach him. It will take much time and patience...And it shall be best if...we leave you. They had no idea how hard it was on me to complete that last sentence. Mewtwo had some idea, and glanced over at me with something like an apology in his eyes.
"If you're sure, Mew," Ash said quietly. He'd had to let his Pokémon go before. He tried to put on a strong face, but I knew that inside it was tearing him apart...As it was me.
Mewtwo placed a paw tentatively on Ash's shoulder. I'm sorry to be such a bother to you. Please forgive me.
"No problem-" Ash's voice broke. He tried hard to control his tears. As did I.
Misty abandoned all pretense of pretending to hide her flooding eyes, and gave me a hug, startling me. "You keep Mewtwo out of trouble, now. You hear?" she whispered.
I nodded. Brock gave me a pat, and after a moment's hesitation, Ash enveloped me in an Ursaring hug. "Pika," the small Electric-type sniffled.
Sobbing uncontrollably, Ziggy came over and embraced me with her tiny arms. "I'll miss you!"
And I, you, I replied. *Don't cry, don't cry,* I repeated over and over in my head. The legendaries stopped their battle and let out a chorus of "so long's" and "farewell's", which I returned. Well, I'll see you all later! I shakily told them, shooting off into the air before things got even more emotional. Mewtwo followed me.
Maybe you'll see them again, he tried to console me.
Maybe.