POV Rebecca

I saw a poster on the wall opposite the prison cell that advertised a city called Rhyme City. This city seemed to be the capital of a region where Pokemon fighting was illegal.

"Why is all this happening to me? When will I finally get an answer?" I asked.

~ Rebecca? Where are you? ~ I heard Mewtwo ask.

"Haven't you figured it out yourself?" I asked.

~ No. ~

"I'm here, in your body. I don't know how you did it, but you do have the ability to separate body and mind from people. You're really an amazing Pokemon," I explained.

~ What? How is that possible? ~

"In any case, we have to free you first, and then we have to find Mewtwo Y. After that, we can start thinking about it," I said.

~ And how are you going to free me? If it is as you say and your soul is trapped in my body, you cannot help me. ~

"Oh you forget a tiny detail. I already have experience of sharing the body with a Psycic Pokemon," I said, "If you let me use your powers?"

Mewtwo seemed to think for a moment, but then agreed. While accessing Mewtwo's powers, I also had access to all of his thoughts and feelings. For example, I saw how Mewtwo was created and how Ambertwo got to know it. How people wanted to use it and Mewtwo wanted to be more than just the slave of people all the time. Mewtwo had never really been able to process past events, even though she had met a good person with me. Because even in my world it had bad experiences with people. Mewtwo's distrust of people was always in conflict with the limitless trust that it had in me. With all these thoughts pounding on me, it was hard for me to concentrate on loosening Mewtw's bonds. But I finally did it, and Mewtwo did the rest himself. With a huge explosion, Mewtwo freed himself from his prison and immediately flew off to find Mewtwo Y. It wasn't long before Mewtwo Y's cries of pain reached our ears. She was locked up in a prison like ours, but she was connected to tubing and something was given to her that caused her great pain.

"Quick, we have to do something," I said. Then I discovered a Pikachu that suddenly stood in the laboratory with an adult man. They were obviously not among the researchers. While Mewtwo attacked the researchers, I turned to the man with the pikachu, which was funnily wearing a detective hat.

"Help us, please!" I asked them. I saw the man nod to his Pikachu, who ran to a control panel and used an electric shock to short-circuit the force field and finally free Mewtwo Y.

POV Mewtwo

I took Mewtwo Y on my shoulder and brought it out of the lab. This trainer with his pikachu had just come to help us. I was beginning to wonder why I was always saved by trainers who owned a Pikachu. The laboratory went up in flames and reminded me of the day I awoke and wiped out my creators. I put Mewtwo Y in a safe place when I suddenly heard squeaky car tires. In a vision, I saw that the coach suffered a car accident with his Pikachu because they were attacked by Quajutsu. They had followed them from the laboratory.

"Mewtwo, we have to help them, they helped us too," said Rebecca and I knew she was right. So I flew along the street until I saw the wrecked car next to a bridge. I saw the Pikachu that his trainer was desperately trying to get up.

~ We're too late, ~ I said.

"No, I don't think so," I heard Rebecca say and then I saw her soul, transparent as a ghost, floated out of my body towards the lifeless person next to the Pikachu, "He is still alive."

Still, I wondered what to do. I couldn't just make an emergency call like that.

"Don't be afraid, Pikachu. My friend here can help you," Rebecca said to Pikachu, who was now staring at me with wide eyes. Rebecca hovered towards me again: "Do as you did with me. The body of this person will take a long time to recover. But you can bring his soul to safety in the Pikachu's Body."

I looked thoughtfully from Rebecca to our helpers. I was not at all sure if I could do it a second time. But it was also clear that Rebecca wouldn't give in until I tried. So I did the same thing I did with Rebecca before. The man's body dissolved and his soul passed into the body of the Pikachu. The Pikachu then passed out. I saw Rebecca hovering on the Pikachu, it had lost its detective hat when it passed out. Inside the hat was a name and an address.

In case of loss, return to:

Harry Goodman

1722 Green street

Rhyme City

"Mewtwo, can you get it there?" Rebecca asked me before flying back into my body.

I sighed: "Very well.", And brought Pikachu to Rhyme City with my telekinetic powers.