Mewtwo's Challenger
Chapter 2- Trouble Begins
By: SaiyanessAngula
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Mewtwo's catlike eyes panned the prison area, obviously looking for something. He lazily flicked his tail up and down as he trotted down the aisle. This place was his least favorite area in the whole palace, and that was saying a lot. But he was looking for someone today.
A guard scurried up to him, worried that he would be punished for keeping his master waiting. Mewtwo glanced over at him, annoyed, and roared,
"You, you're late! Let's hurry up. You know how much I hate this place. Let's go!"
The guard muttered incoherently under his breath
"Yes, your majesty. I am truly sorry for keeping you waiting. Now, what would you like me to do?"
"I have to speak to the prisoner in that cell." Mewtwo said, pointing at a cell.
"Sire, I am not sure if that is such a good-"
Mewtwo summoned his powers and levitated the guard into the air and began to crush him telepathically. "Open the door, dammit!"
The horrified man quickly complied after he was let out of Mewtwo's grasp. He stumbled over and slipped the key into the rusty lock and the door swung open.
Ash tossed and turned in his bed and woke up sweating. He rolled over and circled his arm over something next to him. He whispered, "G'night, Misty."
Then, his head snapped up and swiveled next to him. There was no one there. He started to panic, but then remembed that she was gone. Captured by Mewtwo.
"I need to get this off my mind," Ash muttered, "Go Charizard!"
Ash threw one of his pokeballs, and a humungous red dragon with huge claws and teeth, and fire on its tail, came out. Charizard roared and flapped his wings, happy to be out of that cramped space.
"Come on, Charizard. Let's go destroy some more Mewtwo's cities. I've been itching for revenge for some time now." Ash stated angrily.
Charizard snorted in agreement and bent over for its owner. Ash picked up his other pokeballs and put them on his belt. He grabbed his black cloak and slid it on, at the same time jumping onto Charizard's back. He skillfully maneuvered the dragon on the ground until they found a decent takeoff spot. From there, they took flight into the mysterious skies.
As the door swung open, Mewtwo braced himself for an argument. He knew this prisoner all to well. Then, he looked in and saw her. Her clothes were dirty and ripped at the shoulder. Her short, orange hair drooped down, cutting off part of her vision. Her once proud blue eyes had lost their michevious glint, but were now used in a ferocious glare toward Mewtwo. Yes, that was definitely her. Misty.