A/N: I wrote this before I'd seen the movies, especially the second with him featured. I'm editing it as I go, but I can't change it to fit "Mewtwo Returns", or it'll mess up the plot later on. T.C. and C.T. are kinda self inserts, but they don't come in often. I tried to keep to Mewtwo's personality, but... Sorry for any OOCness that ensues. I just had a lot of fun with this, it wasn't written for anybody to critique, but now (remember, a few years later) I'm ready for comments. Harsh or encouraging, I don't care. Flames will go to Giovanni's seat to get him back for all the dastardly deeds, no matter how much they backfired. AND I DON"T OWN POKEMON!!!!!!! Nope, i dun own nuthin. Well... the twins, and the girl who comes in in Ch.2, but... NO POKEMON!!!!

Okay, change of 'key' that'll make it easier to get my style across. From now on, italicised and underlined words are just my way of getting emphasis across.

Between [ and ] stands for psychic, telepathy, whatever you want to call it. Understandable by humans and pokemon. Between{ and }stands for pokemon talk. Understood by Mewtwo and other pokemon, but not humans. And, of course, quotation marks ("") contain normal human speech, understandable by all parties. Any combination of the three above means they are happening simultaneously. ANYway, on with the story!
I spent the next few days following Elizabeth on a meandering path going in the overall direction of Goldenrod City. She kept a steady stream of conversation starters going, and every night I wound up telling her more about myself and my past, avoiding the painful parts. On the third or fourth day, we started seeing the towering buildings in the distance. As they slowly got larger, and I could hear the hustle and bustle, I balked.
"C'mon, you're not chickening out, are you?" Elizabeth smirked mockingly. I whipped my tail in anxiety.
[ I'm not 'chickening out'. I'm merely starting to debate whether my decision was the right one. I've always been more than slightly nervous around humans. I'm surprised I'm at ease at all with you. I met her eyes, having to look down a distance to do so. I will not stay here- I've spent more than my share of time roaming the city's skies. I will try to be on the roof of the Radio tower at midnight, if you ever need to find me. Do not forget me when you find your Pikachu- and do not believe anything a Rocket says. ] I cut off there, forcing a small smile as a farewell.
The girl smiled brightly, and turned towards the city. "Well then... I guess this is 'Bye, Mewtwo!"
[ Goodbye, Elizabeth. ] I said to her, and in my mind added more. My new friend.
I tracked her during the days following from the skies, and did indeed go to the Radio tower by night, but after a month she'd found her Pikachu. I stopped following her, but spent each night on the spire of the Radio tower overlooking the city. If I attuned my senses correctly I could pick up on some of the radio shows, and entertained myself by seeing how many I could hear and understand at the same time.
One night months after I'd stopped following Elizabeth around, I was starting at the low full moon when I saw two figures fly in front of it. Upon further investigation (me flying under cloak out to them) I noticed that I knew them. It was the twins. I quickly flew to a nearby building and set down, coming back into view. I was torn between hoping they would notice me and come to talk, and wishing that they would just pass me on by.
T.C.'s Charizard was leading C.T.'s Pidgeot in what seemed to be a race across the city. The white Pikachu on the Charizard's head looked my way, and I knew I was found out. Pikachu senses in general are pretty good, and for some reason Pikala's were better than most. Plus, she knew me sometimes better than I knew myself. At least, that's what she said. And I hadn't decided if she was joking about it or not.
I shook my head, holding back a laugh, and flew towards them. A hand waved vigorously in my direction from the Pidgeot's back, and I hesitated slightly, imagining the expression on the teenage boy's face. It was more than humorous.
[ I was almost hoping- almost- that you wouldn't notice me. But I should know by now that that's nearly impossible. ] I said as I got within earshot of any of their return comments.
"Now what would make you say that?" C.T. said sarcastically, grinning and looking at his sister's Pokemon. I glanced at Pikala as well, as their diertion once again changed and I fell along with them wherever they were going.
[ I wonder. ] I shot, almost narrowing my eyes at the friendly Pikachu. She grinned at me, ignoring the dark glare she was getting, and I turned to her trainer. [ I thought you would take longer in Kanto- what happened?]
"Well first of all-" the girl started.
"-The gym leaders were easy to beat." Her twin finished for her, grinning triumphantly at the glare she shot him. "And second off-"
"-We flew everywhere instead of walking around. Much faster." T.C. cut, getting back at the boy, who shrugged it off. I was used to their antics, what I'd heard some of their Pokemon refre to as 'that freaky twin thing', and the changing of speakers constantly didn't phase me. Much.
[ Ah. ] Was the only response I could think of. It made sense, but... I'd never heard of someone getting all the Kanto badges in under- or was it just over? I'd lost track of time- six months. The two started talking amongst themselves, and Pikala started talking towards C.T. It was then that I realized that his favorite Pokemon- his Eevee, nicknamed Eves- was curled on his lap. The two started up talking, and I felt almost invisible, until T.C. turned to me again.
"So Mewtwo, why are you in a city?"
"Yeah!" C.T. added in. "Goldenrod of all places!"
I swished my tail, 'accidentally' knocking the boy in the head with the rounded tip, and thought of my wording. [ I relearned from a new friend that sometims the best place to hide from humans is right there with them. ] I'd chosen not to use Elizabeth's wording, remembering that these two were, after all, only still human.
{ Oooh, who's your new frind, Mewtwo?} Pikala jumped at the chance to joke at my antisocial personality.
[ Why would you like to know who she is? ] I teased. She put on a pouty innocent face and clasped her paws together, for the moment ignoring that I specifically said 'she'.
{ I just thought maybe I'd know her. I mean, I know a lot of Pokemon, and I get around a lot, y'know.} she weedled. I looked over at her, face carefully devoid of expression.
[ She's not a Pokemon. She's human. ] I hinted. [ And her name's Elizabeth, if you must know. ] I continued, not wanting poor C.T.s brain to burst from thinking to hard. Pikala looked thoughtful for a moment.
{I think I've heard of her, actually. Her Pikachu was a good friend of... Hey! Mewtwo, you made another human friend! } her face brightened considerably, and she fairly sparked with excitement. A few seconds later, C.T. came to the same conclusion.
"Hey! You've befriended another human! That makes the total a round... Uhm..." he paused to tick off names on his fingers, his face humorously contorted with concentration. "That makes the total an even six!" he exclaimed, waiting for the laughter at his overdone stupid act. My eyebrow quirked, the pokemon rolled their eyes, but his sister couldn't hold her tongue.
"Brilliant, Holmes. I'm simply amazed at your deductive reasoning." I couldn't resist a small laugh at her sardonic tone, and continued on to assure them of their conclusions, all of them having reached the same one.
[ Yes, I've gained another human friend. But that does not bring me any closer to enjoying your company as a species. I can assure you of that.]
I only realized how harsh I sounded after we'd been flying in silence well after the city limits. That is, silence until C.T. whispered something to his sister, and the Charizard quickly knocked him off Pidgeot. The bird dove to catch his trainer, and the Eevee who had fallen off the boys lap. I was alarmed at the sudden display of violence, and asked Pikala about it.
She looked angrily at the boy, and snorted. { Oh, he's just being his obnoxious self. You don't need to hear what he had to say. Might not understand the- er- terms he used anyway.} she laughed, going back to her normal self. {The bad news is, Pidgeot caught him.}
T.C. said pretty much the same thing, in fewer words, as apology for the sudden outburst. The boy shot a dirty look at his twin, but laughed and patted his Pokemon.
"It's pretty late, sis. Dontcha think we should set up camp?"
The girl muttered to the Charizard, who grumbled, and T.C. nodded. "Yeah, I guess. Hey Mewtwo, wanna spend the night with us?" She gave me her pouty face, and Pikala put on her biggest, watery eyes.
How could I say no?