Chapter 11: Again (AKA: The longest hour)

Disclaimer: I still don't own the rights to Pokemon©. Nintendo™ does.

Warning: Some sexual conducts, minor violence, cruel language & mushy kiss moment. Viewer discretion is advised

I bet you are wondering about: why Clair?

I say: why not? It was either her or Sabrina & Sabrina was in a way, too over used (she is psychic, he is psychic. We all got it!)

I got the idea of this when I first met Clair, in the Gold version of the Pokemon game. Back then, I had my Mewtwo de-leveled to Lv.40 (Thank you Brain boy) & being one who loves a good challenge, a one on four match. Good times, good times.

Plus, I think Clair is more suitable to match Mewtwo temper & battling skills. With her whip and….whoops! I went into la-la land just now. Bad me, naughty, naughty me.

As a punishment for me ogling over the Blackthorn gym leader, I won't play Pokemon Stadium 2 for a week. ;(

Any who, here's some things you didn't know about this story.

1. In the rough draft script for "Forest Brawl", Daisy was to originally spot a Pikachu. And Mewtwo punted it like a football. In the final process, I scraped it. But still: it would have been one funny & cruel scenario.

2. I mixed up elements from the manga series & anime series. That way, the story won't be too uppity & all happy. A bit of originality with a mix from both.

3. Mewtwo was supposed to die in the first chapter of the story. However, I felt if it was best for him to suffer in his final years in his life. At least, in this fic, no one will miss him when he dies…

Before the reviews starts, here is a special treat: Domino is here …. And who is helping her via headphone?

Reviews! Yay! XD

Mewtwo fan
2005-12-18
ch 11, anon.

It is ok to make Mewtwo age more rapidly, but I would hate to see him die too soon. Rather, I think of him as an ageless being. Oh well...let Daisy find him some stuff to stop that friggin age process, or something. Otherwise he gots what, two years left?

Remember: Mewtwo's speeches are in Italic font style. Thoughts & private telepathy are "(think)"

Vermilion City

an alleyway behind The Greedy Pigs tavern,

2:02 A.M

Many gunshots were blazing throughout the dank alley. Most were loud, but some were quiet shots from an advanced weaponry. To no avail, they were silenced by the loud music playing in the tavern. Three bodies hit the wet cement. Steams ventilating from the sewers were shrouding the fallen victim's assassin. Walking out from the artificial fog, came forth Domino AKA 'Black Sunshine'. Her victims aren't just regular people: they're team rocket grunts. Three remaining grunts still breathing at the moment dove for cover. Wearing a small headpiece on her left ear, she got some transmission to her.

"XX Black Sunshine. Come in, Black Sunshine. Aww damn it! Domino! Come in, this is 'Soul Crusher'. Over. XX" Hearing her name, the mercenary responded while reloading on her ammunition. "XX Can that shitty 'Soul Crusher' nickname, Wakana! That alias you go by is too retro. Sounds like you ripped that from a song title. What is it that you want? Over. XX"

"XX Gunshot reports were notified to the local police. E.T.A: five minutes. Fuck B.S, can't you for once stop getting sloppy on your work? XX"

One of the living grunts jumped out & fired many rounds. She rolled out to evade the bullets & returned the favor by firing three précised shots to the head: instant kill shots. "XX Hurry up, you now got three minutes left! Over. XX" Tired from the backseat driver that is Wakana, Domino shot some excess bullets to the other sores on her mission. "Fuck off, Wakana! If you want me to get the job done, then let me do it my way!"

"Eat lead, whore!" One burly grunt got his shotgun out to shoot. But it was too late, she already made the first move & had pulled the trigger on her HK G36E. Piercing all over his body, the grunt's body was pushed back to the brick walls of an abandoned apartment building. That is when Domino went into interrogation mode, using her ways to get answers from the dying survivor. "Listen up, chunky, I want some info. Give me what I need and you live…however…" Shooting his kneecaps off, she wanted to make a point to the doomed man. "Well, let's just say accidents happen if you don't cooperate. Info. NOW!" "Gyaachhh. Ahhh, ahhhh, ….ahhhh. Okay… there were reports of a massive energy surge at Sc. 0124 over, 12 hours ago…. Psychic surges. There, you bitch. I hope boss make you scream like the whore be-" One shot. That's all it took to quiet the man forever. Instead of her weapon, she used his shotgun, and luckily, she wore gloves to make sure no traces of her identity could be traced. Glancing left & right, she had to make certain that there were no witnesses. "Yeah, well your boss is nothing more of an incompetent jack off who thought that I was in cahoots with Mewtwo…"

"XX What did piggy say? Did he gave you the right of wrong answer? Over. XX"

"XX…The right one…(恋人) Check the records for any types of anomalies that had occurred in the last seven days at sector 0124. Contact me at 0900 hours: I feel like a Caterpie underneath a pile of Snorlaxes. Over. XX" Throwing away the shotgun to the wet floor, she dug into the corpse's clothings. Looking for some quick cash and some personal info, if it is related to Mewtwo. "(Shit, not a damn penny, or a light. Fuck it, I need some shut eye.)" Hearing the wails of sirens blaring towards her location, Black Sunshine put away her weapon & made her escape via opening up the nearest man hole and slunk into the sewers. "(I bet this gunk smell will be with me for a bit. Nether the less, I got what I came for: hints of Mewtwo's work…)" Running through the sewer lines, she started to formulate a plan for her next objective: obtaining more info on Mewtwo's whereabouts...

Five miles away NWN from her associate's current location, in a run down & beaten up van: a portable lab in disguise. Inside the driver's seat, a woman in her early twenties was examining some mysterious photos of an unknown pokemon. "Sooo, the infamous 'Super beast' of the secret wars…Mewtwo. This could be the most impossible mission that I have ever taken. Sector 0124, 0124, 0124…Mt. Moon &…Pewter City. I wonder if what she had told me about him are even true…(Freaky, but a big 'kinky' in my book…)" Starting the ignition switch, Wakana shifted the steering to 'Drive' & geared up to the issued sector. "A Mercenary's life is never dull. Stressful, but never dull…"

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Cerulean City

The Midnight Rail Motel: 5:48 A.M.

No one was saying a word. The motel room was dead silent. On one end of the couch: a gun toting gym leader, still wielding that revolver in her hand. At the other end: a moody kunoichi who had shouted out that Mewtwo belonged to herself. Plus, she was pissed at how this blue haired woman just pulled a big hand gun & pointed at Mewtwo. Mewtwo...well...he was at the crapped up kitchen, trying to concoct a plan to rid of a certain gym leader, with minor repercussions. (In this fic, that's a big no.) "(Of all the people on the world that I didn't erased their minds, it had to be..(groans)…her.)" Back at the couch, Clair decided to break the ice. Without turning her head, she asked, "Tell me, who are you, why is Mewtwo with you & what were you two doing in a sleazy motel?" Not one who responds to demands, Daisy scoffed to her. "The name is Daisy. Mewtwo is my pokemon & partner. Ask him yourself, he'll tell how I got him. And we're here because we're trying to keep a low profile." In her opinion, Clair thought that such a powerful pokemon would become a trainer pokemon is laughable. This is Mewtwo, he hates being controlled by anyone besides himself. "Ha! That is the most stupidest excuse that I had ever heard of." Words & possibly violence was about to rise.

"What about you? Coming here & slapping Mewtwo, pointing a gun at him."

"That's because he can be a hard head some times. Even back then, his ego gets to his actions."

"…I know what you mean. A total dick and a pervert to boot."

"Hmm? Don't try to weasel your way out of this!"

"It's true! One time, he took off to parts unknown, & busted my poke ball. Now, it doesn't work. And I'm stuck with him, constantly trying to undermine me."

Rather than an angry response, a chuckle slipped out from Clair's mouth. "Typical, plain old typical Mewtwo. He's still the same old egotistical bastard. By the way, what's with his left eye?" Taken back by how the mood went from dark & fierce to calm and somewhat cheery, the redhead made a cautious statement. "I gave him that little reminder the first time we met. Rather, after he had made a remark during our fight…"

All that he could hear from the two ladies that were on the couch, were small quiet talk. "(How can I get rid of her? For all I know, she could talk about how we-!)" Rushing out, the clone had thought of what 'would if Clair would indeed tell about their relationship status. But when he saw them, they just having a simple conversation. To his concern, any mentions of his name were not detected.

"Really? I did not know that Dragonites could fly so fast. That's so cool." "I'm impressed that you are capable of kicking his ass. And I'm not one who can get impressed so easily."

Seeing as this tedious conversation would be a waste of time, Mewtwo cleared his throat to get their attention. "Before this gets so annoying," Mewtwo stated: as he inched his way to Clair's hand, "could you hand over the gun, Clair?" Again, he was met with her stern remarks. "Hell no! This is my gun, remember?" The outburst did not falter his persuasion to have her put away the firearm. "Can you at least put it away? You know, why. " He was starting to get a bit volatile over her choice of actions. Again, the gym leader spoke. "This is why I'm here in the first place. Will you for once listen to me? It was an accide-"

Getting furious, Mewtwo held back most of his anger at Clair, yet he lashed out at her. "Listen Clair: I don't have the patients to put up with this shit! You shot me! Four times! If you want me to forgive you, just do one thing: go home & move on with your life." "No! This time, I'm not letting you out of my sights!" Small traces of teardrops had fell upon her cheek. The atmosphere had gone to a rather dramatic array of heart felt emotions. The kunoichi had enough. "Look what you did to her. You, thoughtless pig! All she wants is a second chance at friendship!" "Stay out of this. None of this concerns you. Beside; you're too immature to know what's going on." Every one began to argue. Mewtwo turned his around to avoid looking at anyone. Daisy pounced at him: punching, kicking & screaming. Clair bit his tail & started scratching too…

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At Blackthorn city, the dragon master: Lance of the elite four had arrived at the empty gym building by flying on his ever faithful Dragonite. Receiving word that she needed a small but important favor, he went along. "Hello, Clair? Anyone here?". When he had gotten to the door, there was note addressed to him. "I wonder what she ask of my assistance…"

Lance,

I need you to do me a favor: take over the gym for me, until I come back.

I got some word about him… You and I both know who am I talking about.

Remember: I choose who I love, not you or anyone else.

I have to talk some sense to him; he has to hear as to why I did what I had to do.

Your cousin,

Clair

Full of unrequited rage, the dragon master tore up the note with so much fervor in his eyes. "Goddamn it, Clair! You & I both what you're doing is pointless. Why can't you see that?" he pounded his fists to the metal door: unaware that his clenched palm was starting to bleed. "If there is one thing that I hate, it is that…(uggh!)"

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Back at the motel, small screams of frustration had receded down. As Clair had calmed down, & Mewtwo rubbing his head from a kick by Daisy, she had concocted a quick solution. "I have a small proposal. As you may not know, he is under an agreement that can be fulfilled in a short while. And you want him to forgive you over that whole 'I shot you 4 times incident'. This is where my plan falls in,"

"(Noooo. She wouldn't. If she is implying what I think she is…")

"Why don't you hang with us Clair? That way, you can take your time convincing him to be a bit more nicer. And maybe, just maybe: Asshole here might turn around." But he decided to voice his argument. A motion to veto that suggestion. "No! I will not allow it. And if it were possible, that won't happen for a good while." A small glint on Daisy's eyes saw this as sign of weakness. " Stop being such a drama queen, you perv. Think about it. Did you ask her why she shot you?" Seeing the possibility for redemption, the gym leader agreed. "In that case, fine. I'll take that offer. Then, he and I could 'pound away, this whole issue of me shooting him."

In that moment, the clone gave a small blush as to hearing the 'pound' word coming from the gym leader. (That's a pun. How adolescent am I.)

"Then that settles it. But be warned, this goal is far too dangerous. It's kill or by killed. Here's why… " Giving a brief summary about the past seven days, the Blackthorn gym leader weighed in on the high risks that had yet to come. "Though what you had told me and the events that had occurred, I am still sticking to my answer. I may not be the great fighter as I was before But with my dragon type pokemon, & my revolvers, I'm not ready yet to die. Besides, this opportunity is not to be passed."

"NO WAY AM I GOING TO LET THIS HAPPEN! There is nothing that you can do to change my mind & allow you to follow us!" In a fierce stance, Mewtwo objectified an a aggressive state of will.

On the other hand, Clair had to do something. "Oh really? You know, I can still change your mind..."

If there was thing that she knows how to get her way, Clair knew that now would be the time. Pulling his head down for them to see eye to eye. "Maybe this would make you reconsider." A gentle tilt of the head, she gave him a very erotic kiss: with a brief tongue action. For a psychic, he didn't see that coming. Old memories filled both their heads: about the very short time that they were together. Before she knew it: there was bit of roaming hands. Daisy couldn't believe this was happening. One second, they were yelling & fighting and the next moment: she frenches him. "(What...In…the...HELL?)"

Thirty seconds had gone by. Releasing her gentle grip away from the now shocked clone's face, Clair made another attempt to get his approval: this time in a softer tone now. "I repeat: I am coming along. Nod, if that is good, Mewtwo." Pressing her finger to his chin, she made the motion for him to say yes. He was in a loss of words. That kiss may have put his mind into a state of confusion. No sooner than after the kiss, Daisy pushed them both away from each other. "Hey! You stole that from me!" Not knowing why she blurted out those words, Clair stood in front of her. "I had him before you & I'll be damned if you even think that you could fill in my shoes!"

"Don't forget: he is mine! I got proof! See this poke ball, it means no one…"

More arguments: this is what Mewtwo didn't want. It didn't matter though, he was still in a state of shock from that nostalgic kiss. That, and the fact Clair would even gone so far as to kiss him with a touch of eroticism…

"(Why me…?... )"

Author's notes: Yes: much too 'bleeah'. You try translating this story and the grammars from hand written hiragana format text. I'll re-edit this in the future when I get the chance.

.Black Sunshine "March 2006"

(Rated M) You've guessed it: Domino's life. From the start of her T R career, through Mt. Queyna & the Secret wars, to her recent quest for revenge. And expect to learn how or what Mewtwo had done to her… (Not an easy task, but I did everything that I could to make it work.)

If you are right now thinking "What the F? Clair & Mewtwo?" and red tag this as 'EWWW! XP', There is more to it than it meets the eyes.

To tell you the truth…it was and still is, the most difficult task for me to accomplish. Two very different characters to interact: not something to try if you don't have the resources to aide you.

Coming up Chapter 12:A killer in me.: (a rainy day, a classic bar fight, & a terrible revelation. Talk about one way to spend the day in a semi-isolated town.)

陽気クリスマスは及び幸せな休日を過す!(Merry Christmas & have a happy holiday!) ミユウツー