Prologue
Mew's Nightmares

Over the view that stretched from the top of behemoth Cameran Palace, a mysterious blonde young woman hovered with a glider. A finger to her ear, her glossed smile curved into a smirk. In the dark of the night, her face could not be identified.

"This is Double 09 to Giovanni. Can you hear me?"

"Loud and clear."

"I'm sending in the coordinates to where rumours of the mysteriously powerful Mythical Pokémon could be. I believe our search may be over—this just might be the place."

"Good. Send it in immediately and gather as much information about the place as you can."

"Copy that. Over and out."

A malicious smile crept on the man's dimly lit face as he ended the call. Standing in his luxurious office of exquisite antique furniture, accessories made with pure gold, and the finest of china, he glanced towards his window and stared into the night whilst petting his Persian. "It won't be long now," he sneered. "Until I have grasped yet another golden opportunity."

A framed picture of what seemed like an ancient engraving of a small feline-like Pokémon with a long slender tail hung by his wall. "Soon, I will find you…and when I do, we shall then see how great your power truly is," he murmurs to himself looking over the framed picture. "Once I wield it, no one can stop me."

His sinister chuckles echoed throughout the halls of his office.

Tucked comfortably in her basket of leaves and flower petals, the rose-pink legendary Pokémon slept pleasantly. Mew dreamt she was in a vast meadow filled with an abundance of fragrant flowers and dandelions. It was twilight, and the sky was painted in gold and scarlet hues. The clouds appeared soft and puffy. A playful thought then came to mind. Slowly, Mew flew upwards to see if she could play on those fluffy white balls of cotton that floated in the sky. In her dreams, she knew she could do anything.

As she soared up, something—rather, someone, had caught her attention.

Not far from the edge of the meadow was a cliff that granted a breath-taking view of the endless sea, and a sunset blinding the point where the sky meets the sea. However, it was not the cliff that had seized her attention nor was it the sunset or sea. It was the one looking towards the distance. The one who stood tall and proud by the end of the cliff. It was, Mewtwo.

Not wanting to surprise him nor immediately make her presence known, Mew slowly hovered towards her clone. Just when she was about a few meters away, Mewtwo turned to face her.

"Hello, Mew," he said nonchalantly yet not without a small smile.

Mew could only give a small awkward wave. Oh, Mewtwo. She whispers to herself.

She did not immediately realise nor recognise why she felt this way towards him. It was something she had hardly expected at all. Albeit not a feeling of uneasiness or discomfort, it was rather a slight shyness—one of like having imaginary Butterfrees inside her stomach. Funny. This was not the way she felt when she first met him.

"Would you not come by and say hello?"

Mew quickly shook off her pondering. "Oh! Yes, hello! Hi there, Mewtwo!" she recovered herself, speaking in the cheerful tone she was typical of.

However, just as she levitated closer, dark clouds suddenly engulfed the twilight sky. Strong winds blew away the field of flowers and dandelions, its seeds dancing gracefully despite the harsh gush of wind. Mew noticed the sudden change in the environment and wondered if Mewtwo had anything to do with such.

"Mewtwo, are you…doing this?" she asked nervously.

There was no response from him. Just a cold stare.

"Mewtwo, please, answer me…"

Out of the blue, a flash of lightning crashed between the distance of the two Pokémon, cleanly slicing off the platform where Mewtwo stood.

"MEWTWO!"

Another sudden jolt of blue lightning then struck her, paralyzing her entire body. "Argh!" Mew cried out from the sharp pain. Mewtwo, closing his eyes, fell into the cruel waters of the sea which had transformed into angry blue flames. Watching him fall and not being able to do anything about it filled her heart with angst and her eyes with tears. Mew could not even make use of any of her psychic powers. She felt helpless, and her innate optimism had begun to slowly fade away.

"Finally, I have found you," came a possessive voice she could not recognize. "You will be mine, to be used as I please!"

"No! Who are you? What are you doing? Why are you doing this?" Dozens of thoughts clouded the little Pokémon's head. Although she was afraid, she was determined to get some answers.

"Your power is vital to my strength. Your home will nourish this power. It all shall be mine!"

She then took a quick glimpse back at the meadow. The once lush beauty had burned down, all that remained was ash. Ash from the wrath of the fires that had surrounded her. From the now black sky, dimmed by the swirling storm clouds, formed a pair of blood-red eyes gleaming with hatred, wrath, and a lust for power. The swirling clouds then drew in closer to Mew as to engulf her in pure darkness.

"You shall succumb to me."

"NO!"

Jumping from her basket with wide panic-stricken eyes and beads of sweat dripping down her soft pale fur, Mew had awoken from yet another nightmare. She felt her heart palpitate within her chest and her small paws trembling.

"Yet another nightmare haunts me…could this all be more than just a dream?" she quietly asked herself.

Looking up the night sky, the stars twinkled like diamonds, and the moon shone ever so softly and brightly. This peaceful beauty had calmed her down.

"Was this…a vision? A latent of evil intention and pure malice upon me and the Tree of Beginning?" Mew slowly closed her eyes to calm her nerves; in serenity yet with wisdom and courage. "I will not let this evil befall me, my home, or any of the Pokémon who dwell in it."

Mew then flew over to one of her favourite areas within the Tree of Beginning—a cliff that overlooked the serene, untouched beauty of a valley in the Kanto region. There, she sought comfort and reflection. Gazing over the view, she was reminded of the many wild Pokémon that dwell in harmony there. She recalled how she had expressed such appreciation to the kindness of the humans who kept it as is; for to disrupt the peace would bring great jeopardy to her homeland, and the consequent chaos, unthinkable.

Her attention was then captured by the bright pale glowing orb in the night sky which was the full moon. This made her ponder deeper on her dreams and on the one who seems constantly appear in it.

"Though the events in my nightmares or dreams turn out differently each time…you…you were always there. What could it mean? What does it mean?"

Mew recalled the war that had almost occurred in the kingdom of Cameran centuries ago. If it were not for such noble and brave souls. Her thoughts unsurprisingly moving to the battle with the clones and with Mewtwo. Fighting was not always the answer, but she strongly believed that to defend and protect all those she cared and loved for would mean for her to stand her ground.

Mew sat on a grassy patch on the cliff. The cool white glow from the moon gave her a brighter and paler hue. Remembering him made her blood rush, and in turn, also quite lightheaded. Although she did not exactly know why she that way, she knows that deep in her heart she truly cares for him. Truth be told—as she always did with herself—she misses him. It was long before that she had accepted him; all his flaws, all that he is.

"The moon looks enchantingly bright tonight. I wish he could see it, the way I do."

Author's Message:

This is an updated version of the entire fanfiction. I am doing my best to re-write and fix any grammatical errors or typos. Furthermore, it would be better for me to grasp a deeper understanding of this story so I may really finish this tale in its best form.

Again, thank you very much for your interest in my story. This story revolves around the aftermath of the movies "Pokémon: The First Movie (Mewtwo Strikes Back) and Pokémon Special: Mewtwo Returns".

Before anything else, allow me to share that this story is filled with action and adventure as Ash Ketchum and his friends, Misty and Brock, along with the two legendary Psychic Pokémon—Mew and Mewtwo—set out on a journey that reveals backstories, hints of romances, and all-out battles (not just Pokémon battles).

I'll tell you more as the story goes on, so without further ado, let's begin!

DISCLAIMER: Pokémon is created by Satoshi Tajiri and is developed by Game Freak, Inc.