Mewtwo's Story: Chapter 5
A/N: The story is finally going back where the prologue left off. Please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
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I sit at the edge of the lake, enjoying the cool mountain breeze with the kittens from the herd play around me.
I smile at the peacefulness, at the fact for three years now the other clones and I have been calling this place home.
I don't care much about my purpose in life anymore...
I'm just happy to find a place where I'm accepted for who I am.
I still feel the guilt of all the pain that I've caused.
I never should have made my clones, I thought that it was the only way to be accepted in this kind and understanding world.
I never killed so many humans, just to get my own selfish gain, to find my place in a world where I thought humanity was cruel and selfish.
Tears of sorrow and regret fill my eyes.
How wrong I was...
There's still Giovanni, but he's the last person on my mind now.
I know now.
I know now that humans are not cruel and selfish, they try to live the ways of pokemon, they are kind and understanding.
Unlike me.
The clones are the only ones accepted here, even after the three years, I have not been accepted into the herd except for my adoptive family.
Will I ever be part of the herd?
Something playfully swats me on the back of the head, and annoyed I look to see one of the kittens of the herd giggling playfully.
"No more sorrow! Play!" She says with the innocence and the stupidity only a child would have.
I glance around nervously, expecting any second to have this child's mother come and attack me for allowing this child to come so close.
"Play! Tag!" She swats me again, and then zips off, her friends and playmates giggling as they also zip off.
Tag?
What's that?
Even if I did know what it is, I can't play with the children, it's one of the many rules imposed on me in the herd.
Considering what I did in the past, I understand why.
"Well, aren't you going to chase after them?" My sister, and the only person except my adoptive mother to accept me in the herd asks me.
"Why would I want to do that?" I ask, confused about this whole concept of tag.
"It's part of the game, silly!" She says with a giggle, watching the children of the herd play in the water, "you see, you have to tag one of them, and then try to keep away from the one that you tagged."
Confused, I just stare at her.
Game?
I never played games before.
Even with the clones, it was just work, nothing else.
I hesitate; I guess it's time to learn.
I sneak up to the children, another feeling rising up in me as I they scatter, giggling and squealing.
I run, chasing after them as a strange feeling rises into me.
Joy.
I am joyful and happy that I get to play with them.
"MEWTWO!!!" An angry voice bellows across the sanctuary.
I wince as I turn around, immediately recognizing the voice of the elder and the leader of the herd yelling at me.
"You have broken the rule that we have laid for you! You need to be punished!" He shouts, his sweet nature completely gone, replaced with a wraith that could be compared to me three years ago.
"I'm sorry, elder." I whisper as I hang my head in shame.
"Sorry won't cut it! There's only one punishment! And that is..."
I close my eyes and brace myself, here it comes...
"You can stay in the herd as long as you want. The fact that you are kind to the kittens, and all the other deeds that you have done ever since coming to us with your clones three years ago shows me that you've learned our ways, and for that reason, you are now part of the herd." He says with a smile.
"The ceremony will be tonight. Be there." He says, back to his usual serious way.
I stare at him in shock.
I'm accepted; I'm now part of something.
Happiness fills me.
That's all I wanted in my life.
Too bad that it'll be over so soon...
~*~
~General POV~
A figure sits in a chair, darkness that's so much a part of him covering his face and practically the rest of his body, a Persian curled up next to his chair.
"Boss," the mechanical voice from the television speaks to him.
"Yes?" He asks, his voice sounding like a snake slithering out of a pit.
"We found him." The voice says, sounding triumphant, the face on the screen being replaced with a blinking dot on a map to show the place where this pokemon that this man called the boss has been obsessively pursuing for the past three years.
The man smiles cruelly, a smile that would want to make anything crawl into a hole and die, his eyes gleaming with triumph and insanity: "at last," he hisses triumphantly.
~*~
~Mewtwo's POV~
I smile as the elder steps forward, everyone else standing to the side to watch the ceremony that will make me part of the herd.
"Do you solemnly swear to follow by our rules, and to be gentle in nature to others that are as strong or weaker than you are?" He asks solemnly.
I nod, fully understanding the words as they sink in, "Yes."
"Because of your actions, and the oath that you have agreed upon, you are now part of the herd." The cheers droned out the rest of the words, and I feel joy to finally be accepted in the world.
Only to have it cut short.
The whuppa-whuppa-whuppa of a helicopter drones out the cheers, replaced with terrified screams as capture balls come whizzing out of nowhere.
I watch horrified, as the herd is captured, one by one.
WHO'S DOING THIS?!
"So, we meet again, my pokemon slave." Giovanni voice rings out from the microphone.
Fear clenches my heart as I realize that my worst nightmare is coming true.
"LET THEM GO!!!" I roar, showing the anger that I had three years ago.
"If you want them, come and get them in Viridian City." I can hear the sneer in his voice as the helicopters leave the once pokemon sanctuary, leaving me once again in the world.
Determination and anger surges through me.
Not for long.
Even if it kills me...
I will get the herd and my clones away from that monster.
~*~
I land at the base of Team Rockets hideout.
I'm exhausted, having traveled all day and all night for a week to reach here from where the tribe was, never stopping to rest.
I walk confidently through the halls, killing anyone I see with the flick of my hand.
Giovanni will pay for his crimes, right now.
I step into the final room, my confidence wavering as I see Giovanni holding a gun to my adoptive mother's head.
"Try anything, slave, and this one gets it." He hisses, pressing the gun harder against her head.
I stare at her, confused that she hasn't tried to do anything to get away.
I notice a helmet on her head, metal armor covering her body.
Fear fills me.
The same armor that was on me when I was a slave for Giovanni.
She can't use her psychic powers; they're hindered like mine was.
"Let her go, she has nothing to do with this." I hiss in pure anger, glaring daggers at my former partner.
"I don't think so," he says, and then adds: "join me once more, or this one will die."
I hesitate, I know I should say yes, but I know Giovanni well enough that he will kill her or even worse, use her as an experiment or as a slave to him.
"No!" I say, sadness and regret filling me.
I see Giovanni's face twisting with rage, anger brimming his voice as he shouts: "IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, NO ONE CAN!!!" He pulls the gun away from my adoptive mother, and before I can react...
He shoots me in the chest.
~*~
My breath comes out in a rasp, going slower with each painful breath.
Death.
And this is where I left off, and now you know my story.
You understand me now, too bad it's too late for it to be used.
A soft ripple, and I feel and sense another psychic next to me.
I weakly open my eyes, feeling the strain to do so.
A green figure floats in front of me, and if I had the breath to do so, I would've gasped.
Celebi.
The only creature known to travel through time.
"Please," I plead softly, using the last bit of strength I have left to talk to her.
"Please, change the timeline! Please, make this so it doesn't happen!" I beg to her softly, eyes filling with tears of hopelessness.
"I know of your crimes, why should I help you?" She asks scornfully, eyes gleaming with hatred.
"I have changed, I know how to be kind." I say, crying.
She ignores me, just looking at me scornfully.
"If not for me, at least for the Mews and the other clones." I beg once again.
There's silence as there's no answer, and my last hope slips away...
and I close my eyes as the last dying throes of my heart stop.
TBC...
~*~
A/N: I love doing cliffhangers; it ain't over yet, folks, so please review.
A/N: The story is finally going back where the prologue left off. Please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
~*~
I sit at the edge of the lake, enjoying the cool mountain breeze with the kittens from the herd play around me.
I smile at the peacefulness, at the fact for three years now the other clones and I have been calling this place home.
I don't care much about my purpose in life anymore...
I'm just happy to find a place where I'm accepted for who I am.
I still feel the guilt of all the pain that I've caused.
I never should have made my clones, I thought that it was the only way to be accepted in this kind and understanding world.
I never killed so many humans, just to get my own selfish gain, to find my place in a world where I thought humanity was cruel and selfish.
Tears of sorrow and regret fill my eyes.
How wrong I was...
There's still Giovanni, but he's the last person on my mind now.
I know now.
I know now that humans are not cruel and selfish, they try to live the ways of pokemon, they are kind and understanding.
Unlike me.
The clones are the only ones accepted here, even after the three years, I have not been accepted into the herd except for my adoptive family.
Will I ever be part of the herd?
Something playfully swats me on the back of the head, and annoyed I look to see one of the kittens of the herd giggling playfully.
"No more sorrow! Play!" She says with the innocence and the stupidity only a child would have.
I glance around nervously, expecting any second to have this child's mother come and attack me for allowing this child to come so close.
"Play! Tag!" She swats me again, and then zips off, her friends and playmates giggling as they also zip off.
Tag?
What's that?
Even if I did know what it is, I can't play with the children, it's one of the many rules imposed on me in the herd.
Considering what I did in the past, I understand why.
"Well, aren't you going to chase after them?" My sister, and the only person except my adoptive mother to accept me in the herd asks me.
"Why would I want to do that?" I ask, confused about this whole concept of tag.
"It's part of the game, silly!" She says with a giggle, watching the children of the herd play in the water, "you see, you have to tag one of them, and then try to keep away from the one that you tagged."
Confused, I just stare at her.
Game?
I never played games before.
Even with the clones, it was just work, nothing else.
I hesitate; I guess it's time to learn.
I sneak up to the children, another feeling rising up in me as I they scatter, giggling and squealing.
I run, chasing after them as a strange feeling rises into me.
Joy.
I am joyful and happy that I get to play with them.
"MEWTWO!!!" An angry voice bellows across the sanctuary.
I wince as I turn around, immediately recognizing the voice of the elder and the leader of the herd yelling at me.
"You have broken the rule that we have laid for you! You need to be punished!" He shouts, his sweet nature completely gone, replaced with a wraith that could be compared to me three years ago.
"I'm sorry, elder." I whisper as I hang my head in shame.
"Sorry won't cut it! There's only one punishment! And that is..."
I close my eyes and brace myself, here it comes...
"You can stay in the herd as long as you want. The fact that you are kind to the kittens, and all the other deeds that you have done ever since coming to us with your clones three years ago shows me that you've learned our ways, and for that reason, you are now part of the herd." He says with a smile.
"The ceremony will be tonight. Be there." He says, back to his usual serious way.
I stare at him in shock.
I'm accepted; I'm now part of something.
Happiness fills me.
That's all I wanted in my life.
Too bad that it'll be over so soon...
~*~
~General POV~
A figure sits in a chair, darkness that's so much a part of him covering his face and practically the rest of his body, a Persian curled up next to his chair.
"Boss," the mechanical voice from the television speaks to him.
"Yes?" He asks, his voice sounding like a snake slithering out of a pit.
"We found him." The voice says, sounding triumphant, the face on the screen being replaced with a blinking dot on a map to show the place where this pokemon that this man called the boss has been obsessively pursuing for the past three years.
The man smiles cruelly, a smile that would want to make anything crawl into a hole and die, his eyes gleaming with triumph and insanity: "at last," he hisses triumphantly.
~*~
~Mewtwo's POV~
I smile as the elder steps forward, everyone else standing to the side to watch the ceremony that will make me part of the herd.
"Do you solemnly swear to follow by our rules, and to be gentle in nature to others that are as strong or weaker than you are?" He asks solemnly.
I nod, fully understanding the words as they sink in, "Yes."
"Because of your actions, and the oath that you have agreed upon, you are now part of the herd." The cheers droned out the rest of the words, and I feel joy to finally be accepted in the world.
Only to have it cut short.
The whuppa-whuppa-whuppa of a helicopter drones out the cheers, replaced with terrified screams as capture balls come whizzing out of nowhere.
I watch horrified, as the herd is captured, one by one.
WHO'S DOING THIS?!
"So, we meet again, my pokemon slave." Giovanni voice rings out from the microphone.
Fear clenches my heart as I realize that my worst nightmare is coming true.
"LET THEM GO!!!" I roar, showing the anger that I had three years ago.
"If you want them, come and get them in Viridian City." I can hear the sneer in his voice as the helicopters leave the once pokemon sanctuary, leaving me once again in the world.
Determination and anger surges through me.
Not for long.
Even if it kills me...
I will get the herd and my clones away from that monster.
~*~
I land at the base of Team Rockets hideout.
I'm exhausted, having traveled all day and all night for a week to reach here from where the tribe was, never stopping to rest.
I walk confidently through the halls, killing anyone I see with the flick of my hand.
Giovanni will pay for his crimes, right now.
I step into the final room, my confidence wavering as I see Giovanni holding a gun to my adoptive mother's head.
"Try anything, slave, and this one gets it." He hisses, pressing the gun harder against her head.
I stare at her, confused that she hasn't tried to do anything to get away.
I notice a helmet on her head, metal armor covering her body.
Fear fills me.
The same armor that was on me when I was a slave for Giovanni.
She can't use her psychic powers; they're hindered like mine was.
"Let her go, she has nothing to do with this." I hiss in pure anger, glaring daggers at my former partner.
"I don't think so," he says, and then adds: "join me once more, or this one will die."
I hesitate, I know I should say yes, but I know Giovanni well enough that he will kill her or even worse, use her as an experiment or as a slave to him.
"No!" I say, sadness and regret filling me.
I see Giovanni's face twisting with rage, anger brimming his voice as he shouts: "IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, NO ONE CAN!!!" He pulls the gun away from my adoptive mother, and before I can react...
He shoots me in the chest.
~*~
My breath comes out in a rasp, going slower with each painful breath.
Death.
And this is where I left off, and now you know my story.
You understand me now, too bad it's too late for it to be used.
A soft ripple, and I feel and sense another psychic next to me.
I weakly open my eyes, feeling the strain to do so.
A green figure floats in front of me, and if I had the breath to do so, I would've gasped.
Celebi.
The only creature known to travel through time.
"Please," I plead softly, using the last bit of strength I have left to talk to her.
"Please, change the timeline! Please, make this so it doesn't happen!" I beg to her softly, eyes filling with tears of hopelessness.
"I know of your crimes, why should I help you?" She asks scornfully, eyes gleaming with hatred.
"I have changed, I know how to be kind." I say, crying.
She ignores me, just looking at me scornfully.
"If not for me, at least for the Mews and the other clones." I beg once again.
There's silence as there's no answer, and my last hope slips away...
and I close my eyes as the last dying throes of my heart stop.
TBC...
~*~
A/N: I love doing cliffhangers; it ain't over yet, folks, so please review.