1 The Best of Both Worlds
1.1 CHAPTER TWO: The Proposition
The two tall creatures sauntered into the parking lot of the restaurant. Mewtwo's hurried gait seemed to bother Renamon- where was he taking her, and what did he want from her? She hadn't done anything to upset him… had she?
Mewtwo smiled at Renamon with a creepy, battle-suggestive look. He seemed very confident in his abilities; if he could easily defeat so many strong Pokemon, than taking down a Digimon shouldn't even be a problem.
Renamon didn't fully understand why he was grinning at her in that way. All she knew was that her battle instincts and inborn defense mechanism told her not to trust him. It wasn't really his gestures or facial expressions- it was more of a "sixth sense" that Digimon possessed.
Finally the two stopped walking. Renamon immediately moved away from Mewtwo, and then turned to face him. "Who are you?" she asked in confusion. "What do you want from me?"
The Psychic Pokemon stared at her, unmoving. ~I am Mewtwo,~ he replied. ~I wish to challenge you to a battle. The winner claims the glory for his 'species'. The loser must never darken the doors of neither species again.~
Unsure, Renamon didn't speak or move. She loved to battle, that went without question, but it was her doubt that halted her. She was sure that she could win a battle of that proportion, but he… he looked like the kind of creature that played by violent rules.
The Digimon sighed. "I don't think so," she declined, reluctantly. "Your very face and tone of voice rob you of the confidence one would normally give, but it's your character that I see and notice. Unfortunately, that too has been corrupted by what past experiences you've had. To choose between fighting an unknown opponent and simply walking away isn't an option in any case, so you've left me in an immobile state of decision."
Mewtwo believed that he had read in-between the lines of Renamon's vocalized thoughts. ~You depend on humans, don't you?~ he questioned.
Renamon cocked her eyes. "What does that have to do with anything?" she asked. She naturally thought that every Pokemon as well as Digimon were concerned about humans in one way or another.
However, this was certainly not Mewtwo's case. ~You need humans for food, shelter, care, love- you are a slave to humans, which therefore makes you much weaker than you appear.~
Insulted, Renamon sneered and stepped forward. "I may have a human Tamer, and I may commune with other humans every so often, but that does not mean that I am a slave, nor that I am weak!" she barked. "I have defeated many opponents before Rika, but I have become much stronger with her as my Tamer!"
Mewtwo shook his head in shame. ~You poor, poor Digimon,~ he said. ~You are a beast in denial. Don't worry- it happens to the most naïve of us all.~
Renamon could just imagine the look on his face when she would choke him. What was his problem? What did his idiotic theory of humans have anything to do with his battle plans? Was there a point in even fighting it anymore?
On the brighter side of the argument, Renamon was stalling quite successfully. In time, he would have to get bored of debating with her any further and leave, which meant that she could go on with her life.
There was a problem with Renamon's stalling technique- Mewtwo had an excellent memory. ~So, will you battle me?~ he asked again, remembering.
Renamon lowered her head in thought. It was better to leave this alone; he wasn't an evil Digimon (or a Digimon at all, for that matter) and he wasn't posing threats towards her, Rika, the other Tamers, or even humanity (he hated humans, true, but he never said anything about there destruction).
The fox Digimon lifted her head and opened her mouth to speak. "No." she replied, simply.
Mewtwo stepped towards her, angered. ~No?~ he repeated.
Answering him with a poker face and a low growl, Renamon turned away from Mewtwo and continued on her nightly walk. She thought that he should leave the conflict at that and not question his opponent's decision.
Mewtwo had other plans…
Chapter three is coming soon! Please R&R!
1.1 CHAPTER TWO: The Proposition
The two tall creatures sauntered into the parking lot of the restaurant. Mewtwo's hurried gait seemed to bother Renamon- where was he taking her, and what did he want from her? She hadn't done anything to upset him… had she?
Mewtwo smiled at Renamon with a creepy, battle-suggestive look. He seemed very confident in his abilities; if he could easily defeat so many strong Pokemon, than taking down a Digimon shouldn't even be a problem.
Renamon didn't fully understand why he was grinning at her in that way. All she knew was that her battle instincts and inborn defense mechanism told her not to trust him. It wasn't really his gestures or facial expressions- it was more of a "sixth sense" that Digimon possessed.
Finally the two stopped walking. Renamon immediately moved away from Mewtwo, and then turned to face him. "Who are you?" she asked in confusion. "What do you want from me?"
The Psychic Pokemon stared at her, unmoving. ~I am Mewtwo,~ he replied. ~I wish to challenge you to a battle. The winner claims the glory for his 'species'. The loser must never darken the doors of neither species again.~
Unsure, Renamon didn't speak or move. She loved to battle, that went without question, but it was her doubt that halted her. She was sure that she could win a battle of that proportion, but he… he looked like the kind of creature that played by violent rules.
The Digimon sighed. "I don't think so," she declined, reluctantly. "Your very face and tone of voice rob you of the confidence one would normally give, but it's your character that I see and notice. Unfortunately, that too has been corrupted by what past experiences you've had. To choose between fighting an unknown opponent and simply walking away isn't an option in any case, so you've left me in an immobile state of decision."
Mewtwo believed that he had read in-between the lines of Renamon's vocalized thoughts. ~You depend on humans, don't you?~ he questioned.
Renamon cocked her eyes. "What does that have to do with anything?" she asked. She naturally thought that every Pokemon as well as Digimon were concerned about humans in one way or another.
However, this was certainly not Mewtwo's case. ~You need humans for food, shelter, care, love- you are a slave to humans, which therefore makes you much weaker than you appear.~
Insulted, Renamon sneered and stepped forward. "I may have a human Tamer, and I may commune with other humans every so often, but that does not mean that I am a slave, nor that I am weak!" she barked. "I have defeated many opponents before Rika, but I have become much stronger with her as my Tamer!"
Mewtwo shook his head in shame. ~You poor, poor Digimon,~ he said. ~You are a beast in denial. Don't worry- it happens to the most naïve of us all.~
Renamon could just imagine the look on his face when she would choke him. What was his problem? What did his idiotic theory of humans have anything to do with his battle plans? Was there a point in even fighting it anymore?
On the brighter side of the argument, Renamon was stalling quite successfully. In time, he would have to get bored of debating with her any further and leave, which meant that she could go on with her life.
There was a problem with Renamon's stalling technique- Mewtwo had an excellent memory. ~So, will you battle me?~ he asked again, remembering.
Renamon lowered her head in thought. It was better to leave this alone; he wasn't an evil Digimon (or a Digimon at all, for that matter) and he wasn't posing threats towards her, Rika, the other Tamers, or even humanity (he hated humans, true, but he never said anything about there destruction).
The fox Digimon lifted her head and opened her mouth to speak. "No." she replied, simply.
Mewtwo stepped towards her, angered. ~No?~ he repeated.
Answering him with a poker face and a low growl, Renamon turned away from Mewtwo and continued on her nightly walk. She thought that he should leave the conflict at that and not question his opponent's decision.
Mewtwo had other plans…
Chapter three is coming soon! Please R&R!
