Disclaimer: I only own Loren and the plot. That is all.

Author's note: ~There~ Mewtwo's Telepathy. -These- are me "Thinking loud" (As close to telepathy as I can get, but only Psychics can hear me.)

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Two weeks had passed since Mewtwo had come into my life. I had been familiarising him with the ways and inventions of people. Mewtwo had become a steady viewer of TV, VHSs and DVDs. He had also become somewhat addicted to caffeine. I had familiarised him with the process of making coffee.

Many newspaper articles had been published concerning the little incident at the mall. I usually read and gathered all of them to form a sort of a collection. I had many, but I will only include one here, although I will include more than one title: NEW POKÉMON WREAKS HAVOC AT MALL!, MYSTERIOUS POKÉMON ATTACKED PEOPLE AT MALL!, UNKNOWN POKÉMON ATTACKS TRAINER'S POKÉMON AT GROCERY STORE!. Would you believe all this garbage?!

P.A.T.N.D. OFFICERS ARE BAFFLED BY NEW FIND! Last saturday the peace of a normal, quite crowded mall was disturbed by a new species of pokémon, which, according to eye witnesses attacked two trainers while they were doing their grocery shopping. Apparently the trainers had tried to defend themselves by means of battling the pokémon with their own. The pokémon had apparently defeated both a high level Charizard and an equally high level Golem with little difficulty. After this, the pokémon had advanced toward the trainers, apparently with the intention of attacking then next. The trainers somehow managed to escape, and the pokémon was confronted by a large number of police, SWAT, and P.A.T.N.D. officers. The pokémon had caught a speeding tranquilizer dart right out of the air and thrown it back to the P.A.T.N.D. officer that had shot it. After the police's failed attempts at making it surrender, the pokémon had, in fact, flown out through the ceiling, leaving the baffled authorities behind. We asked chief P.A.T.N.D. officer Bob Smith what he could determine about the new species of pokémon that had been encountered. "Well, what I can say is that it seems to be quite a powerful creature if it can defeat two high level pokémon so easily. Judging from the severe concussion that the Charizard is suffering from, caused by just a single blow, according to witnesses, it must weigh quite a lot, and it must be immensely strong to have thrown a golem around the mall like that. Those holes in the walls are very deep. It also seems to be able to levitate, judging by the hole in the ceiling." The sketchers have produced this picture according to what eye witnesses have told them. If you come in any kind of contact with this pokémon, you should call P.A.T.N.D. Do not engage unless you are a very skilled trainer.

There was a ridiculous looking picture that looked very different from what Mewtwo really did look like. I tossed the newspaper to Mewtwo "Would you believe this garbage?"

Mewtwo picked it up telekinetically and looked at it. "You can read, right?"

~Yes~

"Good" Half a minute later he levitated it back to where the rest were. We both turned to look at the TV, which at the moment was flipping through channels 'by itself'.

A few minutes passed before I thought back to the article. "Wait a minute!" I got up, retrieved the newspaper from the table and looked at it. Mewtwo was looking at me curiously as an evil grin appeared on my face. ~What?~ Obviously he couldn't be bothered to read my mind. "Wanna pester some trainers?"

~In what way?~

"This article says that one shouldn't engage you unless they are very skilled trainers."

He nodded.

"Well would you like to go see how many trainers have overlarge egos?"

He grinned.

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"So where do you want to start? Novices or mediums?"

~Novices~

"Kay, then we should head to..." We were looking at a large map displaying the Kanto region. I pointed at a small town north of Viridian City. "...Pewter City."

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"How about you do your part and I hide in the bushes?"

~I could make you seem invisible. You would have a better view of events.~

"Okay."

~Two trainers are approaching.~

"Great, well do the invisibility thing so we can do this."

~I already have~

"...............Ookay."

The two trainers came into view from behind the trees.

-Okay let's do this!-

"Hey look!" Were the first words spoken by either trainer.

"What is that?"

"Let's find out!" The trainer pulled out a pokédex.

-Uh oh.-

Mewtwo teleported a plate of lead between himself and the trainers just as one pointed his pokédex at him.

A metallic "No pokémon found" was heard from the other side of the lead.

"Where'd that come from?"

"I dunno"

The trainer put away his pokedex and came around the wall of lead to look at Mewtwo again. "Wait a minute! Did you read the paper a few weeks back?"

"Yeah, why?

"Remember the article about the pokémon at the mall?"

"Yeah."

He jerked a thumb in Mewtwo's direction. "D'you think that's the same one?"

The other trainer paused. "Yeah, could be."

"It said do not engage unless you are a very skilled trainer, right?"

"Well we're not, I mean we only started three weeks ago."

"What do you recommend?"

They both looked at Mewtwo. He hissed. A united yell of "RUN!!!" was probably heard half a mile away as they bolted away, screaming loudly.

A long pause, then, -Well that was amusing.-

~Indeed~

-Wanna move up a notch?-

~Absolutely.~

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-I think we have to move up quite a lot this time. This is getting kinda monotonous.- I said in a bored voice as we watched a single trainer run head over heels toward the nearest city, screaming in an ungodly manner.

~What do you suggest?~

"Well..." I was speaking out loud now because there was no-one around at the moment. "I'd say they have to have some badges, maybe five, and something more than just pidgeys, rattatas and bugs." I thought about it for a few seconds. "So it's either Saffron or Fushia."

~Your recommendation is?~

"I think the trainers in Fushia are more experienced. They might not run away so easily."

~So be it~

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"Okay, so of course we'd better do this at the outskirts of town as usual. Would you like to get one of the trainers there? Preferably one that is more skilled than the rest." I watched as a tall teenager started walking away from the crowds and toward the outskirts.

"Great."

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"What in the name of unholy beefburgers?!?"

-Well thet's new.-

~Indeed.~ Mewtwo knew by means of a mind read that the trainer had indeed read the papers. The trainer pulled out a pokéball.

-Finally-

The trainer threw forth the pokéball and with a bright flash, a Machamp appeared, flexing it's muscles and stretching it's four arms. "Machamp, knock it out cold!" was said by Mr.-it's-obvious-who's-saying-it.

-Go easy on it-

The Machamp lunged forward, fist clenched, and muscles bulging. Mewtwo simply pointed an open palm at it, and then clenched it slightly as the Machamp came close enough. The Machamp stopped about falf a meter away from Mewtwo, fell to it's knees and grasped at it's throat. Mewtwo was pointing his hand at it's throat, obviously choking it telekinetically. Then Mewtwo seemed to gather some dangerous looking blue electricity-like energy in the same hand, and he pulled his hand back a few inches before quickly stretching it out again. As he did so, the energy passed from his hand to the cringing Machamp before him. The pokémon began to shake violently before the energy dissipated and it fell to the ground, defeated.

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"Well. At least we probably made some more headlines." We were back home, eating whatever we felt like eating at the moment. I was enjoying a meal of ordered pizza, which I had ordered mainly because I was too tired to start cooking. Mewtwo was eating various things, fruit, vegetables, meat, and drinking plain old water.

~You of course are going to buy them, are you not?~

"Of course.... Mind if I ask a question?"

~No~

"If what you did to that Machamp was going easy... Do I even want to know what you'd do when you're at full power and furious?"

~I doubt it~

"In that case I'll do my best to ensure that the view stays the same by making sure that no-one makes you angry." I turned my attention to eating once again.

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Mewtwo turned to his food. He had nearly finished it, and when he would, he would levitate it to the sink and do his best to "Wash the dishes" as Loren had said it. He might even try this physically, but he would probably do it telekinetically.

When he finished his food, he looked up at Loren again and... ~Oh no.~

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"What?"

I looked at Mewtwo, who had buried his face into his hands. "Mewtwo?"

He said nothing, but instead he pointed blindly behind me. I turned around and looked at where he was pointing. Nothing. "What?" I said as I turned around again, only to see a pink figure a mere few inches away from my face. "Aah!" I cried out as I toppled over backward from surprise and hit my head on the floor, which luckily had a mat on it, so it softened the blow slightly, but not enough to prevent all pain. "Ow..."

I looked up as a weight settled on my chest just to see the same pink figure again. This time I made out a pair of large, round eyes, a pair of catlike ears on top of the head of the creature, and a short round nose. It was quite small, maybe one and a half feet, if even that. It had small, three fingered hands and kangaroo -like legs. "M...Mewtwo? W...Wha...?"

~You should call him Mew. I do.~

"Mew?"

"Mew!" Mew said his name in a sqeaky voice.

"Where'd you come from?"

~I would say he teleported in.~

"Right. Um... Could you possibly let me get up?

"Mew!" Mew cried happily and floated off my chest. I got onto my feet and picked up my chair, not looking away from Mew at all, watching as he did a few backwars somersaults, and then flew over to Mewtwo, hovering upside- down above him. Mewtwo had a give-me-a-break expression on his face.

"So... You..."

~Was cloned from him.~ He jerked a thumb in Mew's direction.

"...I can hardly tell the difference." Mewtwo gave me a death glare. "Sorry"

~The irony is that we are exact opposites.~

"I can tell." He was right. Mewtwo was a cold and serious, and Mew was like a small child, playful and happy, even though he was goodness knows how old.

Mew flew to the fridge, opened it, and pulled out a pear. He looked at it, looking slightly puzzled, then took a large bite from it. He seemed to be evaluating the flavour, then he cried out happily and did a few more backward somersaults in the air.

Mewtwo rolled his eyes.

"What's he doing here?"

~He is always following me around like an older sibling, taking a look to see what I am doing. It seems he has nothing better to do, although it may seem he does at the moment.~ He gestured to Mew who was doing somersaults in the air and munching on his pear. ~I can assure you that if I stay longer, he will also visit on a regular basis.~

I took another look at Mew, who was now munching on an apple. I then turned back to Mewtwo. "I can live with that."

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The long awaited second chapter! (Or at least I hope so) Please R&R.