A/N: I still ::sniffle:: don't own ::sob:: po(hic)po(squeak) Pokemon! ::cries:: Nope, i dun own nuthin. Its a little short, and sorry for the wait, but the hurricanes and power out and the laziness factor were all against me.


Sorry for changing it again, but... the edit things being weird and not accepting my other stuff. ::grrr...::

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.

Between ()and() is a Pokemon who speaks telepathicaly. It's in a person's head, but it's still Pokemon talk. It's a new one, but I hadta change it to make sense this chapter on, K?

And, of course, quotation marks ("") contain normal human speech, understandable by all parties.


I stopped in my pursuit of the small white electric mouse for a minute, and sighed. I watched her dodge and weave among old building material, until she stopped at the entrance to an almost completed human warehouse and looked back at me.

))You coming? Or are you just gonna hover there all day?((

((In my own due time, I just may.)) I telepored to her with a smirk, and she laughed at me.

))You can be such a jerk sometimes...(( she scolded. ))Anywho, wait here a sec. I'll be right back!(( With that she disapeared around a corner and left me standing there. A few seconds after I heard muffled Pikachu voices from inside the building. I reasoned it was her parents, and just shifted uneasily. Something about the area was making me nervous- or maybe it was just the lingering human feel.

The door by my side swung open with a creak, and I felt another psychic power nearby. Pikala ran out and jumped on my shoulder with a wide happy face. ))Come in! Welcome home.((

((They live here?)) I said privately. She nodded affirmatively, and I walked into the dim inside. My eyes adjusted quickly, and I saw before me a plump Raichu, and a Xatu.

))'Two, this is Colatta, my mother-(( the Raichu waved and smiled as Pikala pointed her out. ))-And Xant, my father.(( (((A/N: going back to Gold, Silver and beyond in the day care. Just... flow with me. I throw in a few twists me and my sis came up with toying with this story's idea here on out.))) The Xatu nodded gracefully. I almost did a double take. The Xatu was her father??

((You never told me you had a mixed heritage!)) I hissed to Pikala alone.

()Well, you never asked, now did you?() she said- telepathicaly- with a bored tone. ()It's not that important, anyway. He's just my dad.() Apparently, that was said to me alone, becase she then turned to her parents.

))Mom, Dad, this is my friend Mewtwo. I invited him over so he wouldn't be alone.((

))Oh, that's fine dear! Any friend of yours is perfectly welcome at any time. You can close the door now, if you'd like- but there's a delightful breeze coming in, so it doesn't matter.(( Colatta simply bubbled with friendliness. She was gushing happy vibes, and I didn't have a shred of a bad mood left.

()How long can we expect you to stay this time, Pikala? And for what do we owe the chance to welcome our daughter?() Xant's 'voice' was surprisingly deep and gentle, for him looking so... well, Xatu-like. They don't exactly appear to be too friendly at a glance. I looked out the corner of my eye o see Pikala's response.

))Oh, a coupla days, probably. C.T. got T.C. mad again, and I wanna give her a chance to cool off and get home.((

))And your friend, Mew Two?(( Colatta bubbled. She said my name like it was two seperate words- hearing it that way reminded me again that I was a second, a clone, and a small waved of anger washed over me, but it quickly passed.

Pikala looked at me, asking me with her eyes. I looked at her parents. ((For a time. Most likely no longer than Pikala does- I do not wish to be a burden.))

The Raichu sparked happily and laughed. ))Oh, s'no trouble at all, dear! Stay as long as ya like. I gather berries to make juices and a sort of salad, so feel free to ask if yer hungry. There's a small room over there if you wish to sleep inside. There's also a small overhang on the roof open. Wherever ya like!(( She giggled again.

I thanked them politely, and excused myself to the room. It was a bit small, and only had a small mat in a corner. It would be fine to sleep inside, though, to get my mind off the city and the twins. I'd never much liked being confined, but there was no door in the doorway, and there was a friendly atmosphere. If I could get to sleep, I wouldn't be troubled by the space.

Thinking about trying to make up for lost sleep, I curled up to try to sleep, but found I couldn't. I was restless, and kept finding my thoughts turning toward the twins, and how Pikala had compared her trainer to me. Was I really that humanlike? I'd realized long ago I had certain traits asociated with the species, but had considered myself more Pokemon than human. Now I was wondering...

And not sleeping like I was trying to.

((What am I going to do about this?)) I asked myself, glaring at the far wall, and debating how much damage I could cause in the city to distract myself.

()About what?() a voice startled me from my torturous musings. I looked over surprisedly at Xant, who was standing in the doorway. I must have been broadcasting louder than I imagined. I suppose my face had shown a hint of confusion, for he asked again. ()What are you going to do about what?()

I thought fast for a valid excuse for my spoken words, and stood up while doing so. ((Just my recent restless state, and current inability to sleep. I was wide awake all yesterday and night, and can not make up for it no matter how hard I attempt to. I am afraid it will start catching up to me...)) I looked down the short distance to his face, hoping he wouldn't embarass me, now that I said something semi important to him.

His black eyes, less than a foot and a half below my own, glinted with understanding and, to my slight disdain, amusement. ()Ah, yes. I've had times like that. Days on end when sleep fails to come. I find my rest att hose moments with meditation. To the body, it is nearly the same. But to the mind...() His eyes closed, obviously with happiness. ()I hear- and can sense- that you are quite strong in psychic abilities.() His eyes opened, serious now. ()Stronger than anyone or thing I have ever encountered.()

He glanced over his shoulder, as did I, and when he saw that there was no one within sight, he turned to me. His eyes now held somehting more, something I couldn't place. Possibly suspicion? ()Mewtwo, I have heard of you, and the trouble you have caused many people and Poke'mon alike. Pikala assures us you are beyond that, but...() His eyes narrowed and his wings ruffled slightly. ()If you bring danger or trouble to our daughter, moreso than already is working against her, I will have you know in advance that I will not permit it. Her colour, and habit of running around without her trainer, are danger enough. She doesn't need an added threat to her safety.()


A/N: sorry bout the wait, and the slight cliffie, but... Blocks await. I'm at a bit of one, but quickly scaling. Thanks for the reviews!