Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon in any way shape or form...dangit! The only thing I own in this story is the idea, plot line, and my original characters. So..ummmm...XP

Can't Let Go

The white linoleum floors of the lab vibrated as many booted feet ran down the hall as the blaring alarm wailed and red lights flashed in a steady sequence of timed rotations. A sense of excitement spread like a contagious virus among the workers and main scientists who had spent long hours slaving away on the computer and tending to the embryos developing in test tubes, most of which had later proved to be useless and would never develop into mature organisms. None of the mattered now, for their long hours were finally paying off in the chamber-filled main lab. One of the two surviving test subjects was awakening.

The access code was typed in with a flurry of motion as the press of bodies attempted to squeeze in at the same time, almost resulting in a dog pile. Someone had enough sense to shut off the alarms before they created one massive headache due to their constant screech that bounced off the white-washed cement walls. The computer monitors displayed information about the subject resting in the liquid filled chamber on the other side of the room while one of the lesser scientists ran to snatch the data sheets streaming from the printers at a rapid pace. The young woman handed the sheets to the head scientist before darting off to monitor the screens and take notes with the others of her rank.

The dark haired man peered down at the carbon paper covered in statistics and essential information such as brain activity and vital signs. A frown set itself on his face as all facts pointed to the stirring of the human clone instead of the Pokemon ordered by their financial supporter Giovanni. Little matter; the human clone would have to do for now. He set aside the data sheets and walked over to the control consul for the chambers, entering the code sequence to drain the stasis liquid from the clone's chamber.

Dark eyes watched as the amber liquid slowly drained from the Plexiglas cylinder, the computers indicating that the clone inside was sensing a change in its environment. A collective silence lay like a heavy blanket on the shoulders of the scientists as they kept half of their minds on the screens and the other half on the clone. The cables connected to the child slowly withdrew back into the top half of chamber as the clone took notice for the first time of the force known as Gravity that pushed it down to the bottom of the cylinder tank now that the stasis liquid was no longer there to support its body.

It took a moment for the clone's instincts to kick in and tell the body that it was now responsible for providing itself with oxygen after the oxygen mask was removed. Inquisitive eyes opened hesitantly then shut tightly as the clone covered its sensitive garnet eyes to block out the harsh light that hurt them. Over-sensitive hearing picked up the softly uttered word 'albino' and then the soft click as someone hit the switch to turn down the lights to a more bearable level.

Timidly the child uncovered his eyes, absently pushing the silvery white bangs out of his line of sight. At first he was scared of the scientists, but when one of the young women approached him he held out his arms to her, begging to be picked up. The lesser scientist obeyed his plead and, after wrapping a towel around his pale body, lifted him into her arms. The dark haired Professor sent her away with the boy with orders to dress him and whatever else the child needed. A sigh escaped the man as he barked at the remaining underlings to get back to work. The boy was a marvel yes, but his mutated DNA had turned him into a monstrosity that would have to be locked away from society. As of now the boy was an ethnical mistake.

*Just a little time jump*

"Am I really that different from everyone Sally?"

"You're special but not necessarily all that different from others."

"But no one else looks like me. They are all..of a different skin color then I am. Even you."

"Don't let it worry you kid. Now into bed with you."

"Awww! Do I have to go!?"

"Yes. All little boys need their sleep."

"..Fine..good night Sally."

"Good night."

Sally dimmed the lights as she made her way over to the door of the boy's room. It shut behind her with a click that announced the door was locked and the digital read-out on the pad beside the doorway flashed the polite message of 'Please enter code to unlock'. The young scientist sighed as she reminded herself bitterly that the boy's entire life was made up of locked doors and tests. The Professor just wasn't happy with him. The head scientist wanted the Pokemon clone to awaken. One day that Pokemon would probably bring about his downfall.

*Second Time Jump*

Fear raced through the boy's system as the cloned Pokemon glared down at him. Lavender eyes sparked with a hatred for Human kind, hatred now directed at the cowering child. Yet something was holding the Pokemon back from destroying this small human like it had all the scientists and their assistants; brotherhood. Everything about the boy screamed unnatural and man-made. Could Mewtwo destroy this human when the boy had been created like it had been?

The answer was no. It turned away from the boy to continue with the destruction of the lab. It didn't stop until all that was left was a wall of fire and crumbling stone. The cloned Pokemon turned when it heard the boy scream. Glancing up Mewtwo assumed that the boy had never seen sunlight before. It approached the boy, blocking the sun for a moment only to turn away when the whirling blades of a helicopter cut through the crackling of the fire. A wary eye watched as a tall man in a business suit descended the landing ramp to make a deal with it. World conquest for aid in becoming more powerful, a deal that perked the Pokemon's interest. The deal was accepted on one condition: the boy would be offered shelter. The man agreed and before long both clones had found a new home in Team Rocket HQ.

A/N: Yeah yeah I know. Short, probably confusing, and the hurried part at the end leaves much to be desired. I can't help it. I was running out of ideas for this chapter. Oh well. Next chapter should be a little more interesting. And no, the boy is not a Pokemorph. He is just a human clone created without Giovanni's knowledge.