Now it's time for chapter nine. As I explained in the previous chapter, there's going to be at least four more after this and I'm planning on getting this fanfic done completely, so as you can see I'm going to be working really-really-hard on the next few chapters until finished. Without further ado, chapter nine…

…be warned…a few things about my OC's past are going to show up here. Just do not scream with rage, bash, or do anything negative if you dislike my character's background. Because some of it is false and mostly Mewthree's fault…

Not to mention it's based on old rumors of Ash being related to a certain evil cretin...

Mewthree/Giovanni: HEY!
Ash: Can you just start it already!
Me: Calm down! I'm going!

Virtual Pokemon Insanity
Part 9: Unwanted Past
(Much-Much More Serious…okay so there's going to be some humor…)

Chapter 1:
Forgotten Memories

After the long boat-trip back to the mainland, we were positioned at a Pokemon Center in a small town near Olivine City (a bit north-east). Our Pokemon were recovering and eating a good surplus of food. Ash, Misty, Brock, and Pikachu were eating and chatting. As for me, I was bed-ridden…

I was in one of the bunk beds, debating on either to sleep or stay awake and get bored. Well…and I was trying not to make the pain in my side worse by shifting around. Like it or not, Joy wanted me to stay in bed until I was better…

I chose staying awake and working off my boredom by listening to the chatter in the other room and guessing who it was. How convenient for Ash, Misty, and Brock to be sitting right on the opposite side of the wall.

"…I'm still confused about how Professor Oak knew about Sam…" Ash…

"Pika…" Obviously Pikachu…

"You have a lot more to think about Ash, remember you're battling Jasmine tomorrow." There's Brock…

"At least I saw Steelix in battle against Mona's Eevee." Ash again…

"Yeah, one Pokemon…" Misty responded. "Something tells me this is a lot tougher than what you're thinking Ash. Maybe Eevee's at a higher level than your Pokemon or Jasmine's."

"Priii…!" Togepi…

"Misty has a point…" Pikachu muttered.

A very long moment of silence followed and all I could hear was the sound of my own breathing.

"What's up Ash…?" Indeed Ash, answer Misty's question…c'mon!

"Nothing…the chat about Eevee made me remember when I first met her…" Ash replied.

Ah, there we go…this I wanted to hear…

I tried to move closer to the wall in order to hear more clearly.

"I didn't have Pikachu back then but she already had Eevee." He started. "Both Mona and her mother were visiting. She was really nervous and always hid behind her mom, especially when she saw Mr. Mime…got a bit scared of it."

…I remembered something quite similar to this when I met a new neighbor at age five…what did it mean? Was my life here the same as my life in the real world?

"…all she would do was hold onto Eevee and have that worried look on her face. I asked her why she was worried and she said: 'My Dad…Mom doesn't want me to talk or see him anymore…'"

What…!

"Her dad…?" Misty sounded puzzled. "Why…?"

"She only said: 'He's evil…'."

Oh-kay…wait a second…wait a second! NEED IMPUT! Gah! Stupid 80's robot movie!

"It's no wonder her mother sounded frantic when she vanished." Brock commented as I tried to think over what I heard.

"Mona was supposed to stay with us until her mom bought a good home in Johto; it was also so she'd open up and talk more. My mom had her follow me whenever I left the house. I had to pretend she was my little sister but right now she's more like an older one." Ash's voice became muffled and I could somehow tell he was drinking from a glass. "So, what about you Misty?"

"I first got to know her before you and Tracey sniffed Vileplume Stun-Spore. I think we met each other when you were battling against that grass trainer: Janet. She was watching your battle the entire time, and staring at us when I was yelling at Brock…uh…Brock…?"

"Jaaanet…" Brock droned before a loud 'anime-pain-noise' was heard. "Ow!"

"She was practically cheering you on the whole time." Misty continued. "Somehow she knew you were going to use Muk as your final Pokemon."

That's because I watched the Episode five times…wait…what…where did THAT come from?

"Weren't you going to tell me she was there?"

"Well…I was going to have her see you in person but she disappeared sometime before the match ended." Misty replied. "It was like she was running from something…"

"Mewthree…" Ash murmured.

"It's got to be him…that explains it…" Pikachu said aloud.

"You think her father is behind Team Rocket?" Brock asked.

"N-no way…there's no way she'd be related to Giovanni." Misty sounded shaky. "But…that could explain why she said her dad is evil…"

Team Rocket's leader…Giovanni…my dad in this universe…no…OOH NO! This is clichéd I tell you! Clichéd!

"We're going to have to find out tomorrow, after the match…" Brock commented. "…until we help her find out the truth, she's probably going to be in real danger…"

"That's not assuring…" Misty pointed out as Togepi trilled again, worried.

I looked back at my Pokéballs which contained my fully healed Pokemon before clutching the belt. "In danger am I…?"

A sigh…

"...great…" Sarcasm filled my voice and I closed my eyes. Of course…that ONE sentence popped out of my mouth…that ONE STOOOPID sentence that was going to be…almost the end of me.

"What else can go wrong…?"

"…me…"

I opened my eyes and immediately scrambled (painfully) into a sitting up position. Mewthree was in front of me…three feet in front of me.

"Crap…"

"I was going to kill you, you know…until my master told me he wanted you alive and said Mewtwo wasn't needed for his plans…"

I growled and clutched the belt tighter.

"You'd better not be thinking I'd work for a repulsive creep like Giovanni do you…?"

"Tsk, tsk, that's not a nice way to talk about…your dad…" Mewthree smirked, waving his 'pointer finger' before it went straight up and glowed a bright yellow. The next thing I knew, I was floating in mid-air with the same yellow aura around me. I had dropped my Pokéballs out of pain and my hand clutching it had opened suddenly.

"You…you son of a……" I clenched my teeth. "LET GO OF ME!"

That resulted in another painful jolt and I yelled, catching the attention of my friends in the other room (footsteps).

"Not one to go silent…are you…?" Mewthree smirked before opening his hand, causing the same jolt (like in the forest) to go through my head and I dropped.

…I never hit the floor underneath but I definitely heard the cut off yells from Ash and the others when Mewthree probably used Teleport. After that it was just darkness.

Chapter 2:
Fatherly Loathing

I started waking up, the pain was still there but it had lessened. Groggily, I sat up and held my head remembering the pain Mewthree inflicted with his Psychic attack. That was when panic struck me again and I looked around the room. It was familiar yet I couldn't place it.

It looked like a child's room, for someone barely six years old…

Pokemon Dolls and stick-figure drawings were neatly placed in different areas on the light blue walls and wooden shelves. I was sitting down on a bed that was at least a few feet longer than me.

"What the…?" I moved off the bed and stood up before moving to the window wanting to know where I was. I was pretty much a DiD (Damsel in Distress) without my Pokemon and if a Rocket Grunt attacked me I'd be in deep shi-take. I rolled back the blinds just slightly so I could peek out…of a mansion…

This didn't make any sense…

'But if what I heard from the conversation is true…and Mewthree kidnapped me…' The sound of a door opening from behind had me turn abruptly and spot the last person I ever wanted to see in the anime or game.

"Giovanni…" I backed away warily before spotting Mewthree by the doorway. "Where am I…and what do you want from me…?"

I heard a chuckle before the mastermind answered: "Is it such a crime that I wanted my daughter back?"

"I'm not your daughter…if you were my father, you wouldn't have sent that," I pointed at Mewthree, "that THING after me! You tried to KILL me!"

"That was, before I realized I didn't need Mewtwo in order to take over the world. You're one of the many skilled Pokemon trainers, but like themselves they wouldn't bring themselves to my cause."

"What does this have to do with me…?"

"Well…as I've learned, you've commanded many strong Pokemon in the past and came out on top in battles. For instance, the Elite Four: Will, Karen, Bruno, Koga, and Lance toppled when you challenged them…and you've kept your promise to my wife…the one who stole you from me."

"Mom…no…she had a leveled head to know what you were doing was considered a threat to mankind and Pokemon alike!" I bit back only to cringe when Mewthree took a step closer. "You even consider Pokemon to be tools of war, making an accomplishment of that clone…"

"That's no way to talk to your father now is it…human?"

"Mewthree…" Giovanni warned. Mewthree immediately stepped back before my assumed father looked back at me. "Your mother had no idea of what other things you could've accomplished than becoming a champion trainer. Hard to admit that you were soft towards your Pokemon, treating them like they were your friends and that you always relied on them."

"Isn't that what every good trainer is supposed to do?"

"A good trainer…but one that is holding back the true power inside their Pokemon…" Giovanni explained. I remained firm. Like it or not I wasn't going to side with the madman.

"True…power…?" I hissed. "There is no true power Giovanni… (Giovanni smirked here) …the only true power is when humans and Pokemon learn how to work together in peace and harmony…"

All I could use were words that I had heard from Bruno, Lance, and Prima (Lorelei); including some I had heard from Mewtwo and other characters.

"I expected something like that from you…you always wanted to make friends with Pokemon and act kindly towards them…starting with that runt Eevee you found lying in that ditch…"

That was his biggest mistake.

"Don't…call…Eevee…A RUNT!" I aimed a punch at him only for it to get blocked by Mewthree's psychic attack and get frozen in place. Every time I attempted to pull my hand away a high-pitched shriek sounded off. "Let me go…" I gritted my teeth.

"Defiant…isn't she master?"

Giovanni smirked and walked so his back was facing me and Mewthree. I could tell my situation had gotten worse.

"It appears we have no choice…but to use other means of persuasion…"

The term 'in deep trouble' had now taken on an entirely new meaning…

Chapter 3:
Unwanted Surprises

At least an hour after daybreak, the trio of Ash, Misty, and Brock were in the same room where they watched their friend get taken away. Misty stood in a corner that was close to the window, Ash was sitting on the same bunk-bed Mona was in, Pikachu was on his head, Brock was by the door with his arms folded.

"I can't believe we let this happen!" Misty almost shouted as Ash held onto Mona's Pokéball belt.

"…she's gone…" He murmured with a monotone voice. "Again…but this feels worse…as if I know something's definitely wrong…and she's in trouble…but what can we do?"

"Pika…" Pikachu paused before springing at one of the Pokéballs, plucking it off, and releasing the Pokemon inside: Mewtwo. "Pika-Pikachu!"

"What…?" Mewtwo glanced around, suddenly noting that there was something wrong. "Where is she!"

"Mewthree got her before we could." Brock explained. Mewtwo glanced out the window and his irises became angry slits.

"What we don't understand is why Mewthree didn't take you as well…" Misty murmured, trying to keep calm. "He only took Mona."

"We have no choice but to go after Mewthree…" Mewtwo said aloud, catching them all off guard.

"What…?" Brock stood up suddenly. "But who knows where Mewthree would've taken her, he might be anywhere!"

"I know exactly where that copy is, Brock…" Mewtwo replied. "Viridian City Gym is where I trained under Giovanni before I broke free. It's one of the Team Rocket bases, somehow they are trying to gain control over the land via the Pokemon League."

"That explains why Team Rocket's Jessie and James were there…" Misty replied.

"We're going…"

Misty, Brock, and Togepi glanced over towards Ash who put the belt inside his backpack. Pikachu was looking up at him.

"…she's our friend…we cannot just sit around here and think of the worst. Like it or not…"

"We know," Misty nodded. "But how can we…?" She stopped suddenly and glanced at Mewtwo.

"Can you teleport us there?"

"Front door or back door, your pick…" Mewtwo commented. "For strategy and stealth I'd say back door…"

"They might be waiting for us out back…" Ash said aloud, sounding a lot sterner than he was earlier. "Front door…"

"Front door it is…" The Mew Clone sighed before everyone in the room was enveloped in blue light before they vanished…

…and reappeared in front of the Viridian City Gym.

"Well…now what?" Misty asked before spotting the guards who were shivering when they saw Mewtwo. Mewtwo's eyes narrowed before glowing a dangerous blue. The guards ran away screaming, not wanting to know what was in store for them. "I was talking about the door…"

"I was going to do that…" Mewtwo replied before charging up a strong Shadow-Ball and hurling it at the door. It broke down and the five characters ran in, in time to see a familiar person sitting on a balcony.

"Well…if it isn't Mewtwo…" The shadowed figure immediately became visible. Mewthree was seen standing next to him in an at-ease position, a demonic smile on his cat-like face.

"Giovanni…" Mewtwo stood on the field and growled before Ash ran in front of him.

"Where is our friend, and what did you do to her!" He shouted. One of Mona's Pokéballs in his backpack suddenly opened and Eevee leapt out, landing in front of him.

"Vee-vee!"

"Pi-Ka-CHU!" Pikachu joined Eevee and had its cheeks spark with electricity.

"Oh, do you actually believe that I would lay harm on my own daughter?" Giovanni asked smugly. "Me…?"

"YES!" Four voices shouted simultaneously.

"Hah, well…you are right in a way, she didn't quite believe that Pokemon were meant for only battle. All that was needed was some persuasion…she understood immediately…"

"That's cruel!" Misty shouted.

"As I was saying…the persuasion was just another psychic attack…" Giovanni explained with the sneer still on his face.

"How about this…" Ash stepped up, not wanting to listen anymore of the Gym Leader's words. "I defeat you in battle, and you let her go!"

"Well...alright…how about you battle my daughter? I'm sure that'll be more interesting…"

"Fine!" Ash shouted. "A Six-on-Six Pokemon Battle!"

"Ash, what are you doing!" Misty whispered fiercely.

"She doesn't have any Pokemon with her! I still have the six she carries around!" Ash whispered back.

"Didn't you think for one moment that Giovanni might have given her six?" Brock asked.

"Uhm…err..." O.0; (That's Ash's expression)

A long silence followed before Mewtwo became alert and spotted a large door opening vertically underneath Giovanni's balcony (like a garage door). A lone figure stood there, walking a bit forwards so it cleared the dark part of the gym and stepped onto the horizontal rectangle part of the battlefield.

The long, dark, reddish-brown hair was frazzled near the bottom and was covered by a pitch-black baseball cap. The outfit consisted of a white t-shirt with a bright red 'R' on it, a black vest that had the same letter but was vertically separated down the middle so the T-shirt was visible. The jeans were pitch-black in color and her shoes were a dark gray color. Two black horizontal lines were under the brown/yellow eyes.

"Are they the ones I am to defeat, Father?"

Ash immediately went rigid.

To Be Continued…

CLIFFHANGER!
Ash: WHAT! You never did THAT kind of cliffhanger before!
Oh yeah? How about the Lugia Saga? I was on the edge of my seat there when I first watched it!
Ash: (SIIIGH) Fine…you got me…

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