Mew3
Mewtwo stood silently over the dark hill, looking down into the abyss of death and decay that lay at the bottom of it. His tail twitched back and forth as he considered what his choices were. He knew he could either find the being that had unleashed that terrible wave of darkness, or he could shrug it off and ignore it. But Mewtwo was no longer his old self. He no longer was a being who ignored others and centered only on what he thought was powerful and strong. His mind pulsated with energy as he searched for the cruel killer he knew lurked in the area. He looked, but could not find. Suddenly, he heard a subtly quiet whisper of energy..the kind that novice human psychics would be likely to have. No human could have done this he thought to himself. Though he certainly knew a few that would have done it if they had the strength. This attack was purely psychic and not a machine..so what could have actually done this??? Mewtwo looked up. His sharp eyes scanned the world around him and his mind scanned what he could not see. His arms snapped up into a attacking stance as he felt the whisper of psychic energy again. His mind formed a ball of energy into his hands and he turned around.into a wall of energy he could not ever hope to stop. Mewtwo's last thoughts before the darkness claimed him were of that dark crater.filled with the stench of death.
Mewtwo stood silently over the dark hill, looking down into the abyss of death and decay that lay at the bottom of it. His tail twitched back and forth as he considered what his choices were. He knew he could either find the being that had unleashed that terrible wave of darkness, or he could shrug it off and ignore it. But Mewtwo was no longer his old self. He no longer was a being who ignored others and centered only on what he thought was powerful and strong. His mind pulsated with energy as he searched for the cruel killer he knew lurked in the area. He looked, but could not find. Suddenly, he heard a subtly quiet whisper of energy..the kind that novice human psychics would be likely to have. No human could have done this he thought to himself. Though he certainly knew a few that would have done it if they had the strength. This attack was purely psychic and not a machine..so what could have actually done this??? Mewtwo looked up. His sharp eyes scanned the world around him and his mind scanned what he could not see. His arms snapped up into a attacking stance as he felt the whisper of psychic energy again. His mind formed a ball of energy into his hands and he turned around.into a wall of energy he could not ever hope to stop. Mewtwo's last thoughts before the darkness claimed him were of that dark crater.filled with the stench of death.
