Author's note: sorry, I've been out for long, but I had problems finding ideas for another chapter. I always find thebig lines, and I'm always blocked when it comes to the details. Anyway, this is the chapter where Mewtwo has to prove his fighting skills in a tournament !
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They rapidly adapted each other. Their training was really serious. That day, a few weeks after their first encounter, Mewtwo was working on a particulary quick combo: he was throwing a dozen of Comet Punches, on his own style, which meant that those punches could be jab, hook, back, even reversal. Metal parried everything and sent one or two fake punches to make him work his defense. Metal was glad of their progress, but Mewtwo's attacks were still at human speed. Mewtwo sent a triple bicycle kick, a spinning kick, a triple front kick, another spinning, and a side kick. Not bad ! But then, he tried a powerful front kick. Metal saw it coming: he grabbed the leg and tossed Mewtwo on ground.
"You've got nice combos. But they're too slow. You must realize that human speed is not your speed. Let me show you…"
And the twins engaged a ballet of spectacular figures, including all their arsenal. Metal tried to use high-flying moves to show him, and decided to increase progressively his speed, over human abilities. Mewtwo was soon unable to follow the rhythm, and he got an Ultimawashi right in the abdomen, throwing him against a wall.
"So, are you convinced ?"
"You're a machine, guy."
"And ? What's wrong with that ?"
"You are as strong and fast as the engineers wanted. Me, I'm limited, cause I'm a living being. You can't get tired, or hungry…"
"Forget all those says ! You know the real difference between you and me ?"
"No."
"I am programmed to use my abilities, so I know them. A living being can't be programmed, he has to learn by himself."
"What do you mean ?"
"I mean that instead of our different nature, we were designed to have almost the same strength, speed and intelligence, so that we would complete each other. If you're weaker than me, it's only because you don't trust yourself enough ! Now get up and fight back !"
On guard again. Metal threw his attack, but Mewtwo parried it and counter-attacked. Nice combo speed. But still not enough.
"Come on, what are you waiting for ? Increase your speed and hit me !"
Those provocations worked ! The combos got faster and faster. « He's pushing me to my limits ! » thought Metal. They arrived at a point where the cybernetic, because of the speed, saw more than two arms when Mewtwo punched. He was using the Rage attack ! The droid was so surprised that he hadn't seen the punch stopping at only two millimeters from his nose.
"Was it good ?" Mewtwo asked.
"Impressive."
Later...
"What are you saying, Metal ?"
"I said that he improves himself in an amazing manner. At the last training, he came over his pre-established physical limits, he even learned the Rage ! Miss Victoria, he's about to reveal his psy power, but we need a high-profile test to see what he's really got !"
"Okay. I think I have an idea…"
Saffron City was the commercial center of Kanto. In the suburbs, there was the arena, more known as Saffron Dojo. The old master was ready to retire, leaving the arena and the Marsh Badge to his son. But they were now in a critical status: the Elite Four estimated they were too weak to deserve the champion title. So they took contact with Giovanni and the League to make an agreement: the Badge and the Saffron Arena would be the first prize of a combat pokemon tournament organized and sponsored by Giovanni himself. The two karate masters were sure to win, but they didn't know what the Rocket leader had in mind…
The day after, in Cinnabar, Mewtwo and his brother ( they now considered themselves as brothers ) were invited at Victoria's to talk about « something important ». It was a nice villa near the cottage. Victoria led them to the living room, where a pretty blue-haired teenage girl was waiting.
"This is my daughter, Sabrina. Sabrina, here are Mewtwo and Metal-Mewtwo."
She invited them to sit and served the tea. Then she said seriously:
"Okay, Mewtwo and Sabrina, you're the ones concerned. We talked about this with Metal and decided it was a good idea."
"What's it ?"
"In two weeks, in Saffron City, will take place the CPT."
"The CPT ?"
"The Combat Pokemon Tournament. It's a great tournament sponsored by the Boss. It will be a huge event, transmitted in all TV channels all around the country. The winner will get the prestigious title of Saffron Champion, a title officially recognized by the Pokemon League. Mewtwo, we've subscribed you as a competitor."
"Me ? But I can't !"
"Why ?"
"According to the rules of an official match, any pokemon competitor must have a trainer."
"That's why Sabrina is here. She's subscribed as your official trainer."
Sabrina couldn't believe her eyes. She was a young trainer who had always dreamt about fame but there… if she won, she would be an official champion ! Metal said:
"I'll coach you for this tournament."
"You won't compete ?"
"No. I have nothing to prove."
"What are the rules ?"
"It's a combat tournament, answered Victoria. Only combat pokemons are allowed, so no special attack. Each trainer must have only one pokemon to compete, so they have to choose their best. Pokemons may be healed between the matches. A defeat is a direct elimination. The tournament ends when there's a last man standing. It will be hard, and plus, I've learned that Le Français will compete. He's an excellent trainer, almost undefeated."
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Author's note: kinda short, right ? In fact, I found the original chapter too long, so I split it.
Chapter 4 preview: finally up to the challenge, Mewtwo(s) and Sabrina take the boat to Saffron City.
PS: I finally decided to put on some quotation marks
