Mewtwo's Challenger
Chapter 3- Fights Abound...
Mewtwo crossed his arms, levitating slightly off the ground. "Well," he muttered sarcasticly, "Isn't it nice to see you again?" Misty tried to ignore him, turning toward the far wall of the cell, where one of her wrists was chained to. Mewtwo's eyes narrowed, and his tail began swishing angrily. "Don't make me hurt you." he stated. Misty turned a bit, one eye and part of her face looking at him in fury. As she spoke, her voice came out scratchy, but still enraged. "What the hell do you want?"
He closed one eye in exasperation . "I'm here, as you should know by now, to ask you for the last time, where is that Ketchum boy?"
Misty gritted her teeth, but managed to get out, "I don't know. And even if I did know," her voice raising higher with each passing word until she was shouting, "what makes you think I would tell you!" She looked down, muttering. "I would never betray my friend."
Mewtwo burst out laughing, causing Misty to turn with wide, fearful eyes. She knew full well about his temper, but laughing? It was unheard of from him. He smirked. "You really think he's still your friend? You are really much more naive than I thought. Just think back, and you will see that he cares a lot more about his pokemon "companians" than you."
Misty bit her lip as a memory came to her...
Flashback
She lay there in awe and fear, clutching her arm, which was bloody and broken, as Mewtwo smirked and motioned to Pikachu. Ash's eyes were wide, and he called out to the pokemon, but Pikachu ignored him and rushed to Mewtwo's side. The purple cat gave a sharp order, and Pikachu's eyes turned black, just like the eyes of every pokemon that followed Mewtwo, except for the origanal clones. Pikachu smirked evilly, his cheeks sparking. Ash faltered, horrified. Misty yelled to him. "I need your help!" Ash looked over, bit his lip, and turned toward the yellow rat. Pikachu shouted out its name, releasing a strong Thunder attack that was the last thing she saw that day...
End Flashback
Misty's eyes snapped open, glaring at Mewtwo. "You shut up! You don't know anything!" she yelled as she swept Mewtwo's feet out from under him. The cat was surprised, but caught himself before he hit the ground. He spun on his foot, grabbing Misty in one hand and forming a ball of pychic energy in the other. Misty stared at him, teeth gritted. He uttered sharply, "Careful, human. My patience is wearing thin. Where is that Ketchum boy?"
Trunks and Goten skidded to a stop when they saw the enormous red dragon round the bend. Goten whistled in wonder. "That thing sure is big..." "Let's take a closer look," Trunks suggested. "It might be hostile." Goten nodded in agreement and they blurred over to the dragon's side, where they were surprised to find that it had a rider.
The two strangers were now staring at the battered ex-hero of the Pokemon world. Ash stared back at them, a lethal glare on his face. His black cloak slid over his shoulder, but was quickly brushed back. Ash's hand moved swiftly to his belt, grabbing and enlarging a pokeball. He muttered spitfully, "I might have known. Mewtwo changed you so you could fly, right?" Goten smiled kindly, saying back. "Not likely. We can do this naturally." The look on Ash's face intensified, but he smirked. "As if. You must be scouts. Get away from me." Trunks shook his head, one hand reaching back for his sword. Ash saw this, and in a flash his Heracross materilized from its pokeball. He smirked, and stated. "If you want a fight, you got it."