Chapter 9: Another battle.are the new powers enough?
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I have said so in each chapter previous to this. Would I lie to you eight times?
Mewtwo had left his strange sensei, who had still not told him his name. As he walked through the forest, enjoying all of its' natural beauty, he noticed a Fearow flying overhead. As Fearow were not usually found on the top of this mountain, Mewtwo flew up to see what it wanted. The Fearow gave him a letter, then flew off quickly, as a storm was approaching. He opened the letter to find an invitation from Aijou. This invitation told him that he should come to the newly rebuilt Team Rocket Headquarters, for he had captured someone very dear to him. Mewtwo, of course, would have come anyway, and felt insulted that Aijou felt he needed to resort to blackmail and kidnapping to get him to come for a fight.
When Mewtwo landed at the headquarters, however, he was directed to a tournament ground out in back. With very little to throw psychically, Mewtwo felt that it was Aijou's perfect response to his tactics. He therefore did not suspect that Aijou would have found a way to block the use of psychic powers. Mewtwo sat down on the floor of the ring, and waited for Aijou to appear.
With all the preparations of the ring, therefore, it was a huge surprise to Mewtwo when the floor beneath him moved to form an elevator and carried him down to an underground room full of rock. Mewtwo was confused as to why Aijou had gone from a ring that lacked loose material to a rock room that he could manipulate rather easily. Mewtwo had no time to think about this when the dark mew appeared at the doorway. "So, I see you made it here after all."
Glaring at the mew in the doorway, Mewtwo demanded "why did you bring me here? It would be a lot simpler for you up there, as I would have less to drop on you. Are you devoid of all strategy whatsoever?"
[So, you can talk now, can you? Well, that's all the better for me. I wanted to hear your surrender, anyway.] Mewtwo looked confused, but Aijou held a device up to explain Mewtwo's situation. [You cannot use your psychic powers while this device is active. You have no chance of defeating me. Give up.]
"You think that I wouldn't find some other way to fight you?" Mewtwo nearly laughed at the foolish mew. "I've had months to find a way to defeat you without using my psychic powers. Do you think it's only a coincidence that I can now speak like a human?"
[Well.well.] replied the stunned mew. His plans were completely ruined.unless the clone was bluffing, as he had done before. [Of course! You're bluffing! You've done this so many times now that I've learned not to take you seriously in the least. Now, lose your powers, clone. I will then take everything from you.speaking of everything, why are you wearing a sword?] he asked his opponent as he noticed the outfit that he was wearing. [Why, I'd say you want to be a samurai, clone.]
"Not funny," replied Mewtwo. "As for the sword, it's for use if things start getting ugly. Like what will happen when you release your brainwashed poké-army. Of course, I'd already thought ahead. My sword's blade is reversed. It will knock you out easily enough, but it won't kill you. I don't want any more blood on my hands," replied the clone, who knew what was behind the other door.
[So, you figured out my plan, did you clone? Well, I have no other choice now but to use it!] he screamed as he released the door and pokemon of every shape and size piled into the room and on top of Mewtwo. [Well, clone, you seem to have lost already. What a pity.I wanted to fight you myself.] said Aijou in mock-sweet tones. But he was nearly knocked off his feet a second later, as Mewtwo used his spirit power to knock back Aijou's army of dark clones. Aijou himself couldn't tell if he nearly lost his footing out of surprise or because of the force of the attack. Aijou's army, however, continued their attack on Mewtwo, ignoring the fact that they had been thrown against the wall, moving as a single entity towards a single goal.
Mewtwo, however, had not been bluffing or taunting when he said that he'd use the reverse blade sword that he carried. Within seconds, the whole army was knocked out. Aijou, of course, wasn't surprised that Mewtwo defeated his army; he'd been expecting this all along, but he'd hoped that the other pokemon would at least weaken Mewtwo, who was now more powerful than ever. Aijou would have to step in himself.
[Well, well. It seems that you have won, and rather easily. I wonder what that attack was earlier.but, no matter, it seems that I will have to defeat you myself. But I plan on humiliating you!] he screamed. [Dark Psychic!] Of course, this wasn't a real Psychic, but a copy made using dark energy, as Aijou loved to do. This attack, which would have devastated Mewtwo earlier, seemed to be nothing to him now.
Using his spirit energy as a barrier, Mewtwo nearly flew right through the attack, as if it were nothing, then caught Aijou on the neck with the dull edge of his sword as he yelled "this is for all the pain you've caused everyone you've met." Aijou was thrown backwards into a wall, nearly unconscious. The little dark type, however, was not out of the fight yet.
[You see this device?] he asked, holding on to something that looked like a giant needle, but was filled with dark energy instead of medicine. [With this device, I can make myself stronger! You may have been able to ignore my attack last time, but my power will be much stronger the next!] With this, the Aijou stuck the needle into his arm and put a quarter of the energy inside into him. He grew taller, more menacing, and more muscular. [You cannot defeat me when I power up!]
Mewtwo, of course, was not impressed. Although the mew looked stronger, Mewtwo could tell that he would still be able to defeat him easily. Dropping the sword, Mewtwo said, "I do not need this to defeat you. I know you would love to humiliate me, so that is why I must humiliate you instead." He concentrated on his spirit energy, which flew around him and made him look like he was on fire. "Besides, I wouldn't want it to get broken. Also, I have other ways of fighting that you do not yet know." As Aijou threw a Shadow Ball at him, which wasn't really a dark attack, but close enough for him to mimic, Mewtwo sent it flying back with a Fire Blast then froze Aijou with an Ice Beam. "You see," he said, "I can use my spirit energy to mimic all other pokemon moves." He demonstrated again by drenching the dark type with Surf, then using Thunder to shock his drenched opponent.
Aijou was furious. Not only had he been nearly defeated, but he had also been completely humiliated, even using a quarter of the dark energy amplifier. He decided that the only way to have a chance was to double his power, but the container was across the floor from him, well within Mewtwo's reach, but no where near him. [Perhaps a little mind control would be in order,] he said.
Mewtwo couldn't have seen this coming. The now not-so-little mew had broken into his mind, and was trying to force him to give him the power amplifier. Mewtwo, of course, wanted nothing less than to utterly humiliate his opponent, so he would have been glad to give it over anyway. But this was nothing less than an outrage! Mewtwo fought the mind control until it finished, at which time he picked up the amplifier and handed it to the now seriously upset Aijou. Not only did the clone fight off my mind control, he thought, but now he gives me the power amplifier, after I've finished trying to control him, just to prove that he is the strongest. I will defeat him!
The mew again stuck the needle or the Dark device into its' arm, taking in another quarter of the Dark energy. Aijou was fairly certain that he could defeat his adversary with twice the power he was using. Mewtwo, however, thought otherwise. He was disappointed that the mew thought so little of him as to only use half of the power at his disposal.
Aijou grew larger and larger. When he finally stopped growing, after a minute or so, he looked nothing like a mew. His already twisted form changed as it soared upward, to three-quarters of Mewtwo's height. His fur, which had been soft and black with fire patterns, grew thicker, almost forming an armor, while changing color until it was darker than a starless night. He had an eerie, silvery glow around him. His wings grew out until their span seemed to be able to hold a human aloft, gaining a sharp point at the elbow joint and looking as if they had been torn in many places. Aijou's eyes now glowed with an evil fire; his tail, previously thin and snakelike, grew more muscular, with dangerous looking spikes on the end. His proportions seemed much more like Mewtwo's, as his head did not grow as much as his body, and seemed thinner.
This monstrosity flew to the ceiling, and proclaimed, [Now, clone, I shall show you the true meaning of power!] He swooped down on Mewtwo, hawk- like, trying to catch the clone with his claws. Mewtwo spun out of the way, just in time, and used his momentum to create a Gust attack. The evil mew hit the ground at a great speed, but recovered itself almost instantly to start another attack.
[Take this!] Aijou shouted as he threw a ball of Dark energy at the off-guard clone. Mewtwo, however, gained his senses in time to create a barrier of Light energy. The Dark ball bounced off and hit the mew, stunning him.
"You can never defeat me," Mewtwo declared, standing over the disoriented Aijou. "Creatures of evil such as yourself never win in the end. There will always be someone like myself around to take care of your kind."
Mewtwo definitely did not expect what Aijou did next. The Dark mew forced the rest of the Dark energy he had stored into Mewtwo's arm. The clone fell, unable to move.
[I have won!] screamed the mew. [No Psychic type can stand that much Dark energy! He must have been destroyed!]
Aijou laughed as he saw the fallen Mewtwo at his feet, unable to move. It seemed, in this battle, at least, that evil had triumphed.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I have said so in each chapter previous to this. Would I lie to you eight times?
Mewtwo had left his strange sensei, who had still not told him his name. As he walked through the forest, enjoying all of its' natural beauty, he noticed a Fearow flying overhead. As Fearow were not usually found on the top of this mountain, Mewtwo flew up to see what it wanted. The Fearow gave him a letter, then flew off quickly, as a storm was approaching. He opened the letter to find an invitation from Aijou. This invitation told him that he should come to the newly rebuilt Team Rocket Headquarters, for he had captured someone very dear to him. Mewtwo, of course, would have come anyway, and felt insulted that Aijou felt he needed to resort to blackmail and kidnapping to get him to come for a fight.
When Mewtwo landed at the headquarters, however, he was directed to a tournament ground out in back. With very little to throw psychically, Mewtwo felt that it was Aijou's perfect response to his tactics. He therefore did not suspect that Aijou would have found a way to block the use of psychic powers. Mewtwo sat down on the floor of the ring, and waited for Aijou to appear.
With all the preparations of the ring, therefore, it was a huge surprise to Mewtwo when the floor beneath him moved to form an elevator and carried him down to an underground room full of rock. Mewtwo was confused as to why Aijou had gone from a ring that lacked loose material to a rock room that he could manipulate rather easily. Mewtwo had no time to think about this when the dark mew appeared at the doorway. "So, I see you made it here after all."
Glaring at the mew in the doorway, Mewtwo demanded "why did you bring me here? It would be a lot simpler for you up there, as I would have less to drop on you. Are you devoid of all strategy whatsoever?"
[So, you can talk now, can you? Well, that's all the better for me. I wanted to hear your surrender, anyway.] Mewtwo looked confused, but Aijou held a device up to explain Mewtwo's situation. [You cannot use your psychic powers while this device is active. You have no chance of defeating me. Give up.]
"You think that I wouldn't find some other way to fight you?" Mewtwo nearly laughed at the foolish mew. "I've had months to find a way to defeat you without using my psychic powers. Do you think it's only a coincidence that I can now speak like a human?"
[Well.well.] replied the stunned mew. His plans were completely ruined.unless the clone was bluffing, as he had done before. [Of course! You're bluffing! You've done this so many times now that I've learned not to take you seriously in the least. Now, lose your powers, clone. I will then take everything from you.speaking of everything, why are you wearing a sword?] he asked his opponent as he noticed the outfit that he was wearing. [Why, I'd say you want to be a samurai, clone.]
"Not funny," replied Mewtwo. "As for the sword, it's for use if things start getting ugly. Like what will happen when you release your brainwashed poké-army. Of course, I'd already thought ahead. My sword's blade is reversed. It will knock you out easily enough, but it won't kill you. I don't want any more blood on my hands," replied the clone, who knew what was behind the other door.
[So, you figured out my plan, did you clone? Well, I have no other choice now but to use it!] he screamed as he released the door and pokemon of every shape and size piled into the room and on top of Mewtwo. [Well, clone, you seem to have lost already. What a pity.I wanted to fight you myself.] said Aijou in mock-sweet tones. But he was nearly knocked off his feet a second later, as Mewtwo used his spirit power to knock back Aijou's army of dark clones. Aijou himself couldn't tell if he nearly lost his footing out of surprise or because of the force of the attack. Aijou's army, however, continued their attack on Mewtwo, ignoring the fact that they had been thrown against the wall, moving as a single entity towards a single goal.
Mewtwo, however, had not been bluffing or taunting when he said that he'd use the reverse blade sword that he carried. Within seconds, the whole army was knocked out. Aijou, of course, wasn't surprised that Mewtwo defeated his army; he'd been expecting this all along, but he'd hoped that the other pokemon would at least weaken Mewtwo, who was now more powerful than ever. Aijou would have to step in himself.
[Well, well. It seems that you have won, and rather easily. I wonder what that attack was earlier.but, no matter, it seems that I will have to defeat you myself. But I plan on humiliating you!] he screamed. [Dark Psychic!] Of course, this wasn't a real Psychic, but a copy made using dark energy, as Aijou loved to do. This attack, which would have devastated Mewtwo earlier, seemed to be nothing to him now.
Using his spirit energy as a barrier, Mewtwo nearly flew right through the attack, as if it were nothing, then caught Aijou on the neck with the dull edge of his sword as he yelled "this is for all the pain you've caused everyone you've met." Aijou was thrown backwards into a wall, nearly unconscious. The little dark type, however, was not out of the fight yet.
[You see this device?] he asked, holding on to something that looked like a giant needle, but was filled with dark energy instead of medicine. [With this device, I can make myself stronger! You may have been able to ignore my attack last time, but my power will be much stronger the next!] With this, the Aijou stuck the needle into his arm and put a quarter of the energy inside into him. He grew taller, more menacing, and more muscular. [You cannot defeat me when I power up!]
Mewtwo, of course, was not impressed. Although the mew looked stronger, Mewtwo could tell that he would still be able to defeat him easily. Dropping the sword, Mewtwo said, "I do not need this to defeat you. I know you would love to humiliate me, so that is why I must humiliate you instead." He concentrated on his spirit energy, which flew around him and made him look like he was on fire. "Besides, I wouldn't want it to get broken. Also, I have other ways of fighting that you do not yet know." As Aijou threw a Shadow Ball at him, which wasn't really a dark attack, but close enough for him to mimic, Mewtwo sent it flying back with a Fire Blast then froze Aijou with an Ice Beam. "You see," he said, "I can use my spirit energy to mimic all other pokemon moves." He demonstrated again by drenching the dark type with Surf, then using Thunder to shock his drenched opponent.
Aijou was furious. Not only had he been nearly defeated, but he had also been completely humiliated, even using a quarter of the dark energy amplifier. He decided that the only way to have a chance was to double his power, but the container was across the floor from him, well within Mewtwo's reach, but no where near him. [Perhaps a little mind control would be in order,] he said.
Mewtwo couldn't have seen this coming. The now not-so-little mew had broken into his mind, and was trying to force him to give him the power amplifier. Mewtwo, of course, wanted nothing less than to utterly humiliate his opponent, so he would have been glad to give it over anyway. But this was nothing less than an outrage! Mewtwo fought the mind control until it finished, at which time he picked up the amplifier and handed it to the now seriously upset Aijou. Not only did the clone fight off my mind control, he thought, but now he gives me the power amplifier, after I've finished trying to control him, just to prove that he is the strongest. I will defeat him!
The mew again stuck the needle or the Dark device into its' arm, taking in another quarter of the Dark energy. Aijou was fairly certain that he could defeat his adversary with twice the power he was using. Mewtwo, however, thought otherwise. He was disappointed that the mew thought so little of him as to only use half of the power at his disposal.
Aijou grew larger and larger. When he finally stopped growing, after a minute or so, he looked nothing like a mew. His already twisted form changed as it soared upward, to three-quarters of Mewtwo's height. His fur, which had been soft and black with fire patterns, grew thicker, almost forming an armor, while changing color until it was darker than a starless night. He had an eerie, silvery glow around him. His wings grew out until their span seemed to be able to hold a human aloft, gaining a sharp point at the elbow joint and looking as if they had been torn in many places. Aijou's eyes now glowed with an evil fire; his tail, previously thin and snakelike, grew more muscular, with dangerous looking spikes on the end. His proportions seemed much more like Mewtwo's, as his head did not grow as much as his body, and seemed thinner.
This monstrosity flew to the ceiling, and proclaimed, [Now, clone, I shall show you the true meaning of power!] He swooped down on Mewtwo, hawk- like, trying to catch the clone with his claws. Mewtwo spun out of the way, just in time, and used his momentum to create a Gust attack. The evil mew hit the ground at a great speed, but recovered itself almost instantly to start another attack.
[Take this!] Aijou shouted as he threw a ball of Dark energy at the off-guard clone. Mewtwo, however, gained his senses in time to create a barrier of Light energy. The Dark ball bounced off and hit the mew, stunning him.
"You can never defeat me," Mewtwo declared, standing over the disoriented Aijou. "Creatures of evil such as yourself never win in the end. There will always be someone like myself around to take care of your kind."
Mewtwo definitely did not expect what Aijou did next. The Dark mew forced the rest of the Dark energy he had stored into Mewtwo's arm. The clone fell, unable to move.
[I have won!] screamed the mew. [No Psychic type can stand that much Dark energy! He must have been destroyed!]
Aijou laughed as he saw the fallen Mewtwo at his feet, unable to move. It seemed, in this battle, at least, that evil had triumphed.