Chapter 3: 2nd Weapon
Before Mateusz even came to the world of Pokémon, an experiment was going on inside the labs of a Team Rocket base. A genetically modified creature, designed to be Team Rocket's second chance for world domination was commissioned by Giovanni a few months prior. This creature was about the height of an average adult; around 5 foot 11. This creature had been developing inside a large cylindrical tank filled with a clear, bubbly fluid. It had finished its main growth stage and was almost ready to awaken. It was decidedly chosen to be a female version of the first weapon as it was theorised that it would be less likely to rebel and escape. This was Giovanni's second weapon, a second Mewtwo. This time round it would have to work, Giovanni hoped. But that was not to be, as everyone knows, you shouldn't mess with nature…
5 Days prior to the arrival of Mateusz…
"Call him! It's awake! He'll want to see this." A rushed scientist told fellow colleagues to call Giovanni.
"I'm calling him now." A scientist holding a phone said, "Sir, it's awake, and its readings are off the charts."
Scientists were rushing about, monitoring various instruments and programs. A minute later, Giovanni burst into the laboratory with an expectant look on his face, he wasn't disappointed, as what the scientist had told him was true. The second Mewtwo peered out of the cylindrical glass tube it was in at all the scientists who were in a flurry.
"Sir, it's ready to be released from the chamber, it can begin training as soon as you want." a scientist told Giovanni.
"Good, get it out and hand it over to the trainer. Have the trainer use as much cruelty as necessary to get it to submit to our every command." Giovanni stated with a smile at his project's progress.
The scientists emptied the chamber of all the fluid and opened the tube. They carried the limp creature out of the lab and into a large open room. They placed the creature on the ground and left, but not before putting a strange device around the mewtwo's neck. It had a dial on the side which they turned to 6 out of 10, this was to supress the psychic abilities of the creature so it couldn't do harm or escape. The mewtwo was eventually able to sit up and after that, stand. It looked around at its surroundings and saw a human woman standing at the other side of the large room. The woman had a stockwhip attached to her belt as well as a knife. She looked stern and stood with a stance to match.
"Creature, come here." the woman said in a stern manner.
When the mewtwo did not obey this command, the woman walked over to it and drew out her stockwhip. She struck the mewtwo against the back with the stockwhip twice. Visible marks appeared through the mewtwo's thin white-grey fur. The mewtwo made a small yelp sound after this whipping and turned to face the woman with a fearful look in its eyes.
"Obey me! Walk over to the other side of the room NOW!" the woman yelled.
The mewtwo obliged this time, but with a scowl on its face. It got to the spot the trainer had designated and stood. It turned and faced the trainer.
"Who are you?" the mewtwo asked the trainer.
"I am your trainer, and you WILL obey my every command or be whipped, understood?" the stern faced woman said.
The trainer continued to give the mewtwo instructions over the next few hours, and every time the female mewtwo disobeyed or did something wrong, the trainer gave it a whipping. By the end of the session, the mewtwo had nasty whip marks and cuts all over it. It was led to a small room down a hallway by some scientists, and locked in. This room wasn't too different to a prison cell. It had a small, hard bed, a tap for water, and a fancy colour design of grey with lighter grey. The mewtwo lay on the bed, trying to get some respite from the abuse it had received. The mewtwo thought about how much it hated its evil trainer, how much it wanted to hurt her back. But that would only earn her more pain and suffering. Suddenly, the door opened, and a woman with a plate of food walked in. This was the woman the mewtwo had first seen when she opened her eyes for the first time. This woman was a recruit who had recently joined because she needed money desperately.
"Oh my gosh! What did they do to you? That looks like it hurts!" the woman sympathized and placed the food down in front of the mewtwo.
The mewtwo just ignored her and ate the food. The mewtwo thought she couldn't trust anyone, that everyone here was just here to make her suffer. But this woman, in truth, was kind-hearted and hated the cruelty that the organisation she had been forced to join exerted on its experiments. She took the empty plate out of the room and muttered that what Team Rocket was doing was wrong. The woman didn't know that the mewtwo actually heard what she said.
"Maybe they're not all bad." the mewtwo thought.
Immediately after this thought, the door once again opened and a scientist with a syringe stepped in, he didn't look evil, but she didn't like the look of the needle and stood up to take a step backwards.
"Please sit down, this shouldn't hurt too much so long as you don't tense." the scientist said with a calm and almost kindly voice.
The mewtwo sat down and stayed still for the man, after all, if she resisted, the trainer would come and whip or beat her. She felt the needle go in, but she was still tense and it stung a bit.
"Please don't tense next time, it will hurt much less." the scientist said before standing upright again. "We'll have to give you a proper name without the guards or others noticing. I'll consort with Jenny, who was in here before, giving you food. She shares my views about what Team Rocket does." he assured the mewtwo.
The scientist exited the room with the now empty syringe.
"I wonder if those two are a ploy to get me to trust them more." She thought, "But surely not all humans are bad, that would be illogical, I'll just have to figure it out myself."
The lights suddenly went out in the room and the mewtwo took this as a sign that she was meant to sleep. As she drifted off, she wondered whether she would ever see the outside world…
A high-pitched, loud noise sounded in the room. The mewtwo immediately woke up. The noise stopped, and, as if on cue, the door opened and the woman she now knew as Jenny walked in with a plate of food. The food on the plate was a bland tasting sludge that she didn't fancy very much. She ate the food without any issues though.
"We've decided on a name for you, but only myself, you, and Doctor Stanislaw, the man who was here after me yesterday. We will call you: Joasia. It was Doctor Stanislaw's idea to give you a foreign name. If you like the name, nod once if you don't wish to talk to me or shake your head for no." Jenny told the mewtwo now known as Joasia.
"I like it, thank you." Joasia telepathically replied.
Jenny was surprised that Joasia actually talked to her, she had expected the mewtwo whom was now Joacia to be stubborn and not want to talk; especially after how the other scientists and the trainer treated her.
"I'm glad you like it, it means: GOD is gracious." Jenny told Joasia.
"Once again, thank you, it is a name that gives me hope." Joasia said.
"No problem. I'm sorry to say, but the trainer requests your presence in the training room. I feel bad that I am the one who has to tell you this each morning." Jenny said with a downcast look on her face.
Jenny exited the room, and soon after, two guards came in to escort Joasia to the training room. They walked down the hallway and opened the door to the training room. Joasia walked in and saw the trainer standing there with a smug look on her face.
"Today you will learn to use your powers for fighting, if you refuse to cooperate, once again, you will be whipped." the trainer stated, looking happy at this prospect.
Joasia was taught multiple things to do with her powers, and once again, each time she failed or resisted, she was whipped and beaten. Luckily, that day she was taught recover, which helped a little with the injuries sustained but, as she was not fully used to using it yet, the wounds did not go entirely away. She had spilt a good amount of blood from the angry, red looking stripes that streaked across her body from the whip. When she had finished her training for the day, she walked out of the room, and as she did, a team of cleaners went in to clean up the blood on the floor of the training room. She was escorted back to her room and locked inside. About 5 minutes later, the door opened and a familiar face appeared. It was Jenny with a plate of the sludge and a first-aid kit.
"You really need to try not to resist so much," Jenny said whilst cleaning up Joasia's wounds with some alcohol wipes and bandaging them, "I'm gonna be tired of patching you up before the week is through."
"You would resist, were you in my position. They haven't even told me what they are training me for yet." Joasia made eye contact with Jenny and said.
After Joasia said this, Jenny looked like she was about to say something but she simply got up and walked out of the room. After a few minutes, Doctor Stanislaw came in with a sad look on his face.
"You have to go for a procedure soon, I was just sent to tell you." he said in a low tone.
"Will it hurt?" Joasia asked him.
Doctor Stanislaw said nothing but had a sorry look on his face as he turned and left the room. Not long after, two guards came in to escort her to a lab. They took her in the opposite direction to where the training room was. They entered a door on the left side of the hallway. It was a white lab room with a hospital style bed with restraints in the middle of it. There were scientists running around, grabbing needles and other equipment. She was told to lie on the bed, so she went over to it and lay down. A scientist secured the restraints and stepped away to grab a needle from a lab assistant. The team of scientists with needles closed in and started injecting each of her limbs, including her tail. Each needle made her muscles feel as though they were on fire, she yelped audibly several times during the procedure. After it was done, the restraints were undone and she was helped up by the two guards who escorted her there. As usual, the look on their faces was unemotional. She was placed on her bed and told to rest by one of the guards. The guards walked out of the room and closed the door, the lights were switched off and Joasia soon fell asleep. This procedure of training and having procedures done occurred for the next five days, but on the 6th day since her awakening, something peculiar happened…
