Sikoro
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Notes: Hehe… since someone gagged at the Harry Potter
reference in the first chapter, I shall not mention it anymore ^^* Thanks for
the comments. I'm glad people are reading it. Anyway, you must be thirteen
years of age or older. If your not… oh well o.o; I must mention that a new
character will be joining! Destiny shall be apart of the story. God, I'm so
lame. Anyway! I found this chapter the worst to write 'cos I don't like Destiny
much and the fact I was a bit off the day I wrote it. But I *do* hope people
enjoy it. Please, tell me what you think by commenting! If no one likes the way
the story is going then please tell me! I won't be offended, I'll just dig out
a pen and rewrite it! I love rewriting stuff! And if no one approves of Destiny
then say so! ^^* Eyes of One © Sikoro, everything else © whoever.
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The future was at his hands. The future of himself, the
future of the humans… all of it was at his hands. Mewtwo had let his sapphire
eyes gaze out to the world, to the path in which he had come. He left his
'family' behind, and hoped a safe future for them. But… no one was truly safe.
The white furred pocket monster edged silently to the stairs, which had let the
three floors of the building connect.
Softly, the pocket monster murmured, as he raised his
claw. Bright sky blue sapphire surrounded the circular finger-like paws with a
strange force. His ears twitching, Mewtwo jerked his wrist, as a sheer blast of
pure light had incinerated the stairs. Smirking, he paced down the remnants as
if he had no weight. He took so much pleasure in ridding of the human creations
of this building. His tail flickered about, lashing at all the surroundings.
"…hrm…" Mewtwo's voice softly echoed about the small room
with the large emptiness. He let the smile fade from his face, as he moved
uneasily for a moment. Someone was here. Someone was here. That was all the
thoughts in his head for a moment, until the dreams of crimson blood entered
his head. He shifted his gaze to the empty doorway in which the silence had
arrived.
I know you're here, Mewtwo.
"…who's there…?" Mewtwo retorted softly, his voice
emotionless. The cloned pocket monster eyed the surroundings for a moment, as
he paced slowly towards the doorway. Shadows sat beside the walls, utter
shadows of darkness.
I can help you. I know what you are plotting, Myuu-sama.
"Answer me dammit!" The furred pocket monster scowled
darkly, and glowered, his look darkened. His tail continued to lash about as if
it were a whip. He then shifted slightly and leaned against the doorway. His
eyes showed his alert status, his arms folded. He needed an answer now.
Tsk, tsk… that's all you care about, Myuu-sama? All you
care about is my name?
"…" Mewtwo scoffed slightly, and sighed. He dared not
tolerate this. He dared not too for the fact he needed to take revenge upon the
humans who had not care whatsoever about him. The glower faded, as he closed
his eyes, and calmly listened to the voice as it spoke. It had a soft mental
tone buried deep inside of it. The splints of the doorway pierced at his flesh,
as the pocket monster stood up.
Hm… will you accept my offer? Myuu-sama…?
"Tell me your name." Mewtwo twitched a bit, as he continued to glance about the empty floors of the old building. His muscles flexed a bit, as his eyes narrowed to the shadows. Something about them… had triggered in the back of his mind. "Your afraid." He taunted.
Afraid of whom… Myuu-sama?
"Afraid of me. That is why you hide pathetically in the shadows. Reveal yourself to me." Mewtwo ordered firmly, his voice straight and calm. He glared about the shadows for a mere moment, as a pair of crimson red eyes flickered open.
"I'm not afraid, Myuu-sama. The same scientists had done
the same to me of what they did to you." The being slipped into the sunlight,
cloaked and hooded. Their eyes were the only things strange about them really.
Mewtwo eyed the being, and continued to watch them silently. "…I am Destiny."
The voice had softened, as the being slipped the hood off of their head.
"…bakayarou." Mewtwo scoffed, and turned away from
Destiny, and slipped down the stairs onto the second floor. His tail, long and
furred, continued to whip at the surroundings. The being shook their head, and
followed him.
"You cannot accept the fact that I am a homo sapien… and a
pocket monster… can you, Myuu-sama?"
"…heh. Of course I can 'Destiny'. And take a little guess
of my future." Mewtwo had let a cruel smirk form upon his face, his sapphire
eyes flickering with no light. Destiny continued to watch him, as it let their
face grow so emotionless.
"I'm not afraid of you, Myuu-sama." Destiny's voice, a bit
shaken, had lowered slightly with tints of fear. The psi pocket monster shifted
his body, a small sphere of dark galaxy blue forming at his paws.
"I already know my fate, Destiny. And now… its time…you
may have faced the same as I… but you shan't ever be of equality to me."
Mewtwo's voice had mirrored the darkness, as his eyes shifted from sapphire to
opal. The sphere continued to grow…
"I can tell you one thing, Myuu-sama. You had let the
shadows conquer." Destiny smirked, as their onyx coloured hair brushed against
their face. "And I will be one of the few to rid of you." Taking one more
glance towards the cat-like demon, Destiny fell backwards, and faded into the
air.
You had lost your chance, Myuu-sama.
Mewtwo gazed where the being once stood, and sighed. His
eyes reverted back to the sapphire glows, as everything once knew. The dark
galaxy coloured sphere faded, as the pocket monster scowled. A complete
stranger was toying him with.
"Bakayarou!" Mewtwo had let his body straighten, as he
shifted once more, and sat himself against the wall. The soft sounds of the
eternal night had set into the world surrounding his base.
The yielding chirps of the crickets began to taunt him, as
the pocket monster drifted to a light sleep. Whoever this being was, Destiny will
die at his hands alongside the Satoshi boy in which he had grown an eternal
hate for.