Chris, Lars and Ninetales rush to where they heard the cry. By the time they get there, it is too late. An adult Kangaskhan is lying on the ground motionless. Chris stares, lost for words.
'What on earth happened?' Lars asks.
'There's no sign of any physical attack,' says Chris. 'That only means one thing. It must have been a psychic attack.'
'Mewtwo,' Lars hisses. Chris nods, then walks over to the Kangaskhan with a sigh. He bends over and inspects it. He breathes a sigh of relief when he realises it is still alive. Suddenly he feels something touch his leg. He looks down and sees a baby Kangaskhan.
'Where did that tiny Kangaskhan come from?' Lars exclaims.
'Kangaskhan always carry their young in their pouches,' explains Chris. 'It must have been with its mother when.. when Mewtwo got to it..'
Chris picks up the little Kangaskhan and holds it in his arms, standing up. It seems as if it was not injured at all when Mewtwo attacked - its mother's pouch must have protected it.
'Mewtwo must be around here somewhere,' says Chris. 'We'd better go.'
'Hang on!' Lars says, astonished. 'Are you just going to leave that Kangaskhan there?'
Chris sighs and puts his hand on the boy's shoulder.
'Lars,' he says. 'I.. I don't think the Kangaskhan has much time left..'
Lars stares at Chris, his throat drying up.
'You mean..' he starts, but Chris interrupts.
'We'd best just take this young one and make sure it survives,' he says. Lars takes a deep breath, then nods. Chris tries to smile, then continues to follow Mewtwo's trail.