By Destiny's Path
by Yami
Part IV
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Seafoam Island.
That's a good place to start. It's not where I'm from, but it's where I ran to. When I needed to get away, that's where I would start over. Viridian City was always too busy for me; especially while living under the wing of Team Rocket. None of it bothered me then, when I was little. My world was just big enough to fit me and whatever I absorbed. I never thought anything of my parents' work; why they would get so excited over it, why mom would have to stay late sometimes, why dad would travel so much, why so many people would look up to him, or fear him. All that concerned me was that Mom was a scientist, Dad owned a business, and they both worked with Pokémon. Simple.
I spent most of my time at my father's headquarters in Viridian. He would let me wander through different rooms and let me see all of the Pokémon he had there. There had to be hundreds of them with a constant flow of new ones coming and old ones going. People were always working. Whenever I would go in a room, someone would say hello to me and offer a tour of what was going on. Everyone knew who I was, and they were always kind. When I visited my mom, who worked in a connecting building, she was usually working hard with the other scientists. She was a co-worker of an ingenious geneologist named Dr. Fugi. If anyone showed me around, it was him. I hardly ever understood what he was talking about (he tended to get very technical after a while), so I would ask mom when she got home. She would usually either brush it off as not important or give me a simple answer.
One time was different. One time it was important. One time it was simple. One time, I completely understood. Dr. Fugi, by the order of my father, was to create life.
"Mommy..?"
"Yes, hun?"
"What is Dr. Fugi making in those colored tubes at the lab? He told me they were 'everything he had left'. That they might be his 'last chance'. What did he mean?"
"...... Hunny... Des, we're trying something new, we're making something new. If everything works how we planned it, we could make a new Pokémon. An ultimate Pokémon."
"Ultimate? How?"
"You remember the stories I told you about the ancient Pokémon Mew, don't you? Mew is, well was very powerful. What we'e trying to do is take its DNA and make a newer, better Mew. Stronger, faster..."
"Like a Mewtwo?"
"Mewtwo.."
But Seafoam Island was the only place where none of that mattered. We were a simple family for once. Why did that refuge have to go away?
"But why does she have to go?"
"Your mother has to finish her project. Dr. Fugi has a big lab set up on New Island, across the bay. He needs her help."
"I'll be back as soon as I can, Des."
"((sniff)) Promise?"
"Promise."
"I'll make sure she does."
... I never saw her again. I never saw my father truly happy ever again. We never saw it coming. The scientists in the lab were gone for weeks. We would call mom every week, mostly so dad could see how things were going. One day I heard excited voices... "we may have done it, we may have actually done it" ..... "only a few more days and we'll know" .... "what did she call it? Mewtwo?" ...if the Mewtwo project would finally succeed, then my mother could come home. That's all I could think of.
Until we got that last call....
... and my father had to leave....
.... for good.
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Mewtwo survived. No one else. My father was so ecstatic that he was alive, but... was the price worth it? Mewtwo destroyed more than he could have realized then. And he would destroy so much more before.....
-Now I fully perceive my power, but what is my purpose?
-To serve your master; you were created to fight for me. That is your purpose.
-That cannot be. You said we were partners. We stood as equals.
-You were created by humans to obey humans. You would never be our equal.
-Humans may have created me, but they will never enslave me. That cannot be my destiny!
-Stop this now!
-I was not born a Pokémon, I was created; and my creators have used and betrayed me. So, I stand alone!
Who am I? What is my true reason for being? I will find my own purpose, and purge this planet of all who oppose me. Human and Pokémon alike. The world will heed my warning: The reign of Mewtwo will soon begin.
That's when Mewtwo tried to start over, build his own world full of Pokémon clones by destroying the one that created him. First, he needed an audience to witness it. He planned a contest on New Island where he had re-built the ruined lab into a fortress. Something made him lash out at his former master... something told him to take me. I watched the whole event take place, helplessly; reverted to only a psychic essence of myself, I could only communicate with him, or another Pokémon on the same psychic level as he. Mew returned me to my home after everything was over, but only with clouded and unsure accounts of what had happened. I tried reasoning with him, but there was too much blind anger. Yet, he stopped; only when it was so plainly spoken to him could someone make him realize that all life was wonderful. Ash.
"The human sacrificed himself, to save the Pokémon ... I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant; it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are."
Mewtwo's creed. He and his cloned Pokémon searched for a place where they could be safe. Eventually they found one, Clarity Lake, guarded by the towering Mount Kanna. Mewtwo assured that all the Pokémon there were forever safe; he even built an outpost of human design inside the mountain to survey the land, and to keep intruders out. Life was happy for the Pokémon there, but Mewtwo lived a life in thought and regret. Regret for his actions and deeds, regret for creating these Pokémon and forcing them to live only here, regret that he could never see the rest of the world he yearned to know more of. He feared that humans would find them, and one day, the intruders came.*
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I don't understand. He must watch my father or just know him too well to have taken me again. How else would he have known about my situation? My return? It's almost as if I was the perfect oppurtunity for him. But why? What changed his peaceful mind? Was something building inside of him all that time? Why did he lose hope for himself..?
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Change. Change is inevitable. She is foolish Change....? Have I... or was I always like this? Is she.. rrggghh.... It's time. Giovanni must know his loss. The way I lost.... Life. Merely a bargaining tool. I'll have what I want soon enough.
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*The events in Mewtwo Returns
