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Chapter 5: A Losing Battle Reversed...and Meowth's Challenge
Mewtwo, out of breath and barely able to stand, raised his head to look at Aijou. The dark mew had been stronger than he could have imagined. He had realized that fighting a dark type would be incredibly difficult, but he had no idea that he couldn't even defend. He wondered if it would be best to try to grab Miyamoto and teleport away. This had to be the worst idea that he had yet. If he did that, Mewtwo had no doubt that the woman would be lost. There had to be another way.
Hoping to lure Aijou, who was arrogant and would not refuse to give any information, Mewtwo formulated a plan. ~Aijou, what was your greatest failure?~ he asked, barely standing up, hoping for his opponent to believe him finished and reveal some important information. Aijou didn't seem to be cooperating, however.
[I don't have a greatest failure. My whole life has been a failure. You wish me to tell you whether I have lost a battle, and to whom, so you can judge my weaknesses. I have never lost a battle to a psychic type...or a fighting type.] Mewtwo felt that there must be some importance to the fighting type, but the thought was soon pushed out of his head. He realized that, although psychic powers could not directly harm Aijou, he could use his powers in different ways that would make them similar to other pokemon types. Acting on an inspiration, he brought down the mountain on Aijou, then picked up Miyamoto and teleported to the cottage where Jessie and James were staying.
Miyamoto was surprised to find herself standing at the front door of a log cabin in the woods, with a Meowth-head balloon on the lawn. Mewtwo knocked on the door, then moved behind Miyamoto. When Meowth opened the door, he nearly fell over from shock. "Who's there?" demanded Jessie. "It's...it's..." sputtered Meowth.
"Spit it out. Cat got your tongue? Wait...you're a cat...you can't have your own tongue..."
"It's Mewtwo!" shouted Meowth. "He's got a woman with him...she's got purple hair and is wearing a torn Team Rocket suit..." Jessie looked shocked.
"Mewtwo? I thought he wanted to stay away from humans."
"I did, too," interrupted James. Mewtwo looked upset at this. Both of the Team Rocket members immediately went silent.
~This woman here...Jessie, this is your mother.~ Jessie nearly fainted. ~She has finally returned from the Andes Mountains, where she had gone to search for Mew.~
"Mew? What's a mew?" asked James.
~Did you ever wonder why I am Mewtwo? Well, it's because I'm a clone of the phantom pokemon mew. Miyamoto here was searching for Mew for Team Rocket. She was trapped, however, and was unable to return for you.~
"Did she find Mew?" asked Meowth. "I mean, why would anyone risk their life to search for a phantom and come back with nothing?" Miyamoto answered for herself this time.
"I did find Mew, or two of them, rather. One of them, named Shiawaze, was nice, the kind, courageous pokemon that we had believed it to be; the other, Aijou, was the opposite, trying to destroy Mewtwo and myself for being on his mountain. He even created an avalanche to destroy me before I met Mewtwo, and was completely unable to defend myself. And I fear he will follow me."
The younger Team Rocket members looked at Miyamoto with fear in their eyes. Mewtwo spoke up before any of them had a chance to react. I don't think Aijou will chase you, Miyamoto. But I fear that he will chase me. He wants the clone dead. My powers are no match for his, not because he is physically or psychically stronger, but because he is of the dark type. I must learn not to rely completely on my psychic powers any longer. But I need my powers to speak, and to fly. If there was only some way to rely less on my powers.
Meowth spoke up. "Well.I don't know about flying or fighting, but I could teach you how to talk like a human."
~Could you do that for me? I'm not sure how much good it will do, but perhaps learning how to speak without using my psychic powers will help me to learn how to deal with the threat of Aijou the best. I would be most pleased if you taught me.~
"Fine," meowed Meowth. "I'll teach you. But only if you do something for me."
~What?~ asked Mewtwo. ~I would do almost anything for you to teach me.~
"Like capture Pikachu?"
~Except that. I'm a psychic pokemon, not a pokemon thief. We both know that stealing is wrong. The only difference is, you don't seem to care.~
"I resent that!" said Meowth. "I suppose I can teach you if you do something else for me, then."
~As long as it's not theivery. Or anything else that could be considered morally objectionable,~ growled Mewtwo, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Nah, it isn't anything like that. But it is rather dangerous," said Meowth, sounding rather much like a kid who was planning a practical joke. "I'd like you to free all the pokemon in the Team Rocket headquarters."
~Well, I'll do that. But why do you want me to do that? I myself feel that freeing Team Rocket's headquarters would be worthwhile, but I don't see how it would help you.~
"You'll see," purred Meowth. "My reason is hidden deep within the headquarters of Team Rocket. You'll know what it is when you see it. It is something that you yourself had cared about greatly. I want you to bring it back to me."
Mewtwo wondered what could have been so important to Meowth in the Team Rocket headquarters. But he did not wonder why Meowth hadn't tried to find it himself. Meowth had no chance of finding it and retrieving it himself. What would have Meowth done if he hadn't come?
"You must do this quickly. You know what the conditions are like living with Team Rocket. I'm not sure that my reason could survive long there. It would probably die from the lack of freedom and fresh air. Although this is probably nothing compared to what else they are doing to him..."
~Have no fear, I will save whatever you wish me to. But the price that I may pay for this is uncertain. If I am captured, please do what you can to rescue me.~ With this, Mewtwo left, still unable to speak normally, and with a nearly impossible mission. Then there was Aijou, who may show up at any time to try to finish his fight. ~This was going to be tough enough as it was, but Aijou will most definitely make this near impossible. I hope that I can make it out of this ordeal.and I hope I can rescue the one who Meowth said to, for I have I feeling that I know him, whoever he is.~
Chapter 5: A Losing Battle Reversed...and Meowth's Challenge
Mewtwo, out of breath and barely able to stand, raised his head to look at Aijou. The dark mew had been stronger than he could have imagined. He had realized that fighting a dark type would be incredibly difficult, but he had no idea that he couldn't even defend. He wondered if it would be best to try to grab Miyamoto and teleport away. This had to be the worst idea that he had yet. If he did that, Mewtwo had no doubt that the woman would be lost. There had to be another way.
Hoping to lure Aijou, who was arrogant and would not refuse to give any information, Mewtwo formulated a plan. ~Aijou, what was your greatest failure?~ he asked, barely standing up, hoping for his opponent to believe him finished and reveal some important information. Aijou didn't seem to be cooperating, however.
[I don't have a greatest failure. My whole life has been a failure. You wish me to tell you whether I have lost a battle, and to whom, so you can judge my weaknesses. I have never lost a battle to a psychic type...or a fighting type.] Mewtwo felt that there must be some importance to the fighting type, but the thought was soon pushed out of his head. He realized that, although psychic powers could not directly harm Aijou, he could use his powers in different ways that would make them similar to other pokemon types. Acting on an inspiration, he brought down the mountain on Aijou, then picked up Miyamoto and teleported to the cottage where Jessie and James were staying.
Miyamoto was surprised to find herself standing at the front door of a log cabin in the woods, with a Meowth-head balloon on the lawn. Mewtwo knocked on the door, then moved behind Miyamoto. When Meowth opened the door, he nearly fell over from shock. "Who's there?" demanded Jessie. "It's...it's..." sputtered Meowth.
"Spit it out. Cat got your tongue? Wait...you're a cat...you can't have your own tongue..."
"It's Mewtwo!" shouted Meowth. "He's got a woman with him...she's got purple hair and is wearing a torn Team Rocket suit..." Jessie looked shocked.
"Mewtwo? I thought he wanted to stay away from humans."
"I did, too," interrupted James. Mewtwo looked upset at this. Both of the Team Rocket members immediately went silent.
~This woman here...Jessie, this is your mother.~ Jessie nearly fainted. ~She has finally returned from the Andes Mountains, where she had gone to search for Mew.~
"Mew? What's a mew?" asked James.
~Did you ever wonder why I am Mewtwo? Well, it's because I'm a clone of the phantom pokemon mew. Miyamoto here was searching for Mew for Team Rocket. She was trapped, however, and was unable to return for you.~
"Did she find Mew?" asked Meowth. "I mean, why would anyone risk their life to search for a phantom and come back with nothing?" Miyamoto answered for herself this time.
"I did find Mew, or two of them, rather. One of them, named Shiawaze, was nice, the kind, courageous pokemon that we had believed it to be; the other, Aijou, was the opposite, trying to destroy Mewtwo and myself for being on his mountain. He even created an avalanche to destroy me before I met Mewtwo, and was completely unable to defend myself. And I fear he will follow me."
The younger Team Rocket members looked at Miyamoto with fear in their eyes. Mewtwo spoke up before any of them had a chance to react. I don't think Aijou will chase you, Miyamoto. But I fear that he will chase me. He wants the clone dead. My powers are no match for his, not because he is physically or psychically stronger, but because he is of the dark type. I must learn not to rely completely on my psychic powers any longer. But I need my powers to speak, and to fly. If there was only some way to rely less on my powers.
Meowth spoke up. "Well.I don't know about flying or fighting, but I could teach you how to talk like a human."
~Could you do that for me? I'm not sure how much good it will do, but perhaps learning how to speak without using my psychic powers will help me to learn how to deal with the threat of Aijou the best. I would be most pleased if you taught me.~
"Fine," meowed Meowth. "I'll teach you. But only if you do something for me."
~What?~ asked Mewtwo. ~I would do almost anything for you to teach me.~
"Like capture Pikachu?"
~Except that. I'm a psychic pokemon, not a pokemon thief. We both know that stealing is wrong. The only difference is, you don't seem to care.~
"I resent that!" said Meowth. "I suppose I can teach you if you do something else for me, then."
~As long as it's not theivery. Or anything else that could be considered morally objectionable,~ growled Mewtwo, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Nah, it isn't anything like that. But it is rather dangerous," said Meowth, sounding rather much like a kid who was planning a practical joke. "I'd like you to free all the pokemon in the Team Rocket headquarters."
~Well, I'll do that. But why do you want me to do that? I myself feel that freeing Team Rocket's headquarters would be worthwhile, but I don't see how it would help you.~
"You'll see," purred Meowth. "My reason is hidden deep within the headquarters of Team Rocket. You'll know what it is when you see it. It is something that you yourself had cared about greatly. I want you to bring it back to me."
Mewtwo wondered what could have been so important to Meowth in the Team Rocket headquarters. But he did not wonder why Meowth hadn't tried to find it himself. Meowth had no chance of finding it and retrieving it himself. What would have Meowth done if he hadn't come?
"You must do this quickly. You know what the conditions are like living with Team Rocket. I'm not sure that my reason could survive long there. It would probably die from the lack of freedom and fresh air. Although this is probably nothing compared to what else they are doing to him..."
~Have no fear, I will save whatever you wish me to. But the price that I may pay for this is uncertain. If I am captured, please do what you can to rescue me.~ With this, Mewtwo left, still unable to speak normally, and with a nearly impossible mission. Then there was Aijou, who may show up at any time to try to finish his fight. ~This was going to be tough enough as it was, but Aijou will most definitely make this near impossible. I hope that I can make it out of this ordeal.and I hope I can rescue the one who Meowth said to, for I have I feeling that I know him, whoever he is.~