This turned out to take far longer than I'd like to admit. I would've wrote like 5,000 words if my OCD forced me to have PERFECT grammar and spelling. And even then I'm not confident in the grammar and stuff. Welp, I'm going to Grillby's now. Wanna come?

Ash flew through the trees almost at the speed of sound. If it wasn't for his superior perceptions skills and his natural psychic abilities, he would've probably made a path to his destination. Riolu, on the other hand, was snitching a ride on the sub-sonic dragon.

"Faster! Come on! The bad guys won't wait until we get there! Mush!" It was bad enough that Riolu was hitching a ride, but then he made up some kind of ridiculous story to entertain his hero complex. This wasn't what he asked for when he said he wanted a riolu. Ash sighed. Riolu was his nontheless, and Ash liked Riolu for the way he was. Not that way, you pervs!

-Ash's POV-

This feels… off somehow. I mean, if a psychic pokemon this powerful managed to evade my attention for this long… I wonder how strong this pokemon must be. Maybe he'll finally give me a good fight. Ah well. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I collided with something. But that should be impossible! I made sure I wasn't smashing into any trees. That collision made me lose my balance and soon, I was sprawling on the ground, shaking my head to shake out the dizziness. Riolu, who was on my back, was flattened into a pancake.

"Holy Arceus above! What is this?" I exclaimed in surprise as I touched the invisible wall.

"Shhh! We're supposed to be quiet! Now stop screaming and just find a way to get past this!" Riolu not-so-inconspicuously whispered after he recovered from my body, "Now get a move on! It's bad enough that I was smashed by yours truly. You're so heavy!"

"Fine, geez, I'll go with you." I mumbled, making sure that Riolu didn't hear it as I trudged along the edges of the barrier.

-?'s POV-

"Sir! An unidentified object just collided with Sector 3 at a speed of around a hundred fifty meters per minute! Our shields are down to 30% and we could possibly be under attack!" a voice from a radio shouted urgently,

"The… Whatever it is could be aiming for Project… BOOM! Sir? Sir! It's about to destr- BOOM! Project BOOM! is rebelling! We need to evacuate right now! Aahhhahhhhh!"

I might be able to escape… I might live, even if the thing chases after me…

I… it can't be! No, keep calm… I'll live after this… I'll live after this… Psssshk! And he was no more.

-Ash's POV-

"Welp, crashing into the barrier at full force definitely wasn't one of your brightest ideas, Riolu." I moaned as I tried to get the dizziness out of my head for the second time.

"It worked, didn't it? I mean, that whatever it was is now destroyed or something." Riolu replied.

"But then what was the barrier for, anyways? If someone could make a surprisingly hard and invisible wall, wouldn't they be hiding something?" I thought to myself out loud, "And besides, there isn't anything besides a field of grass here."

"Maybe it's hidden underground! It'll be like one of those books where the evil guys are hiding in their lair, waiting for the hero to come in and save the day! It'll be awesome!" Riolu cheered at this prospect.

If only this world was that innocent… I mused inwardly. Well, maybe Riolu is right for once. Hiding a base underground is much more hidden and inconspicuous and it'll take a lot of time for intruders to get in because of the natural barrier; the dirt. Even if the secreti-ness was kind of ruined by the barrier, or whatever it was. If a lair was underground, though, I should sense at least hundreds of human auras there, or maybe it's also being blocked off by a psychic masking? A psychic masking was not a very difficult technique in itself. However, just because the technique was simple didn't mean that most psychics could hide a lot of people. A psychic shield was basically the pokemon move Psychic or Confusion, but using the move to absorb any psychic sensing so that the user wouldn't be able to find the lifeforms in the area. In some rare instances, a psychic shielding could block aura as well, but those types of shields were so rarely used because the shield would have to mask its own force as well as the people inside it.

"That's it!" I exclaimed as Riolu put his paws next to his ears, disturbed by the loud noise that Ash had produced.

"Shhh!" Riolu promptly responded for the second time today.

"Sorry, but I think I figured something out. Lemme do something here..." I trailed off as I focused my psychic energy into the ground. A psychic barrier of that magnitude should be able to block out other psychic forces or attacks. Therefore, if I push the energy into the ground hard enough, the barrier should shatter. Huh?

"RIOLU, MOVE!"

- ?'s POV -

Those foolish humans thought they could control me in hopes of harnessing my immense power… I'll SHOW THEM! Psycho-

- No POV -

Ash accelerated from zero to 300 mph as he dashed toward Riolu and tackled him. Riolu's adamant protests landed on deaf ears as Ash took him far, far away from- BOOM! The trees and grass right behind Ash spontaneously exploded with the resounding noise. Anything in the radius of the explosion was soon reduced into rubble. Debris rained down on the legendary and the emanation pokemon. Riolu almost peed himself.

"Holy Arceus! What the heck was that!" Riolu shouted, nearly bursting Ash's eardrums with his annoyingly high voice right next to his ear. It didn't help that Riolu also transmitted the same message to Ash with aura.

Luckily for him, Ash was too concentrated on gauging the explosion. Or more accurately, gauging what exactly exploded in the first place. This explosion… it could only be caused by a legend. I still sense their aura way out here, and it seems unnatural. So that's what someone was guarding here in the first place.

"Riolu, get to the camp! This is too dangerous for you to be here! Take Zorua's pokeball!" Ash screamed, "GET OUT OF HERE!"

"B-bb-uut Ash-" Riolu whimpered.

"NOW!" Ash tossed Riolu the recovering Zorua's pokeball. After getting a good grip on the capsule, Riolu ran as fast has his legs would carry him to the direction of the camp. Riolus as a species had a very good sense of smell, not as good as a growlithe's, but still at least a hundred times better than a human being. Using that sense of smell, he tracked down the sweet odor of Lum Berries that he gathered to treat Zorua.

- Ash's POV -

Who's there? Show yourself! A masculine voice intruded into his mind. The dust and debris prevented me from seeing with my eyes. I knew what his tone of voice was. Under all that tough and powerful exterior, this pokemon was traumatized, exposed to the horrors of this world far too early. This being wasn't a match for me at all. It surpassed me in terms of raw power, but it had no technique. A quick, undetectable mental scan of the pokemon showed that it- no, he was only taught by experience. Now experience was a good teacher, but it gave no room for improvisation and time, the building blocks for mastery. I breathed a quick sigh of relief. Not because he was weak, he just needed some comforting about his past. Although normal sight prevented me from seeing the pokemon, I was trained in Aura. Through it, I could see the outline of the pokemon. He looked like that hyperactive kitten that was my mom's bane, but only taller and… artificial.

I mean no harm to you, I telepathed back with a tone of authority. The tone of my voice seemed too much for him. He flinched, at least, what looked like to be a flinch.

I will not be mocked by the likes of you! I am the world's strongest pokemon! You will perish by my hands! The figure telepathed angrily at me. I effortlessly harnessed my psychic powers to delve into his inexperienced mind. The mental barriers in place had giant gaps in them which I could pass through undetected. From there, I saw all his memories, his past, his disturbing creation. How Team Rocket forced him to be a killing machine. Amber's death in the cloning chamber. Dr. Fuji's weeping. The memories flooded me like a Surf by Kyogre. He was all alone. I wanted to change that. No, I had to. Seeing such abominable people, no monsters through his memories…

Mewtwo…

The fog caused by the rubble ceased. His face contorted into an expression of surprise, then extreme ire.

HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME? ARE YOU AFFILIATED WITH Tho-ose ones… No matter. I will TERMINATE YOUR VERY BEING!

We don't have to fi-

A burst of highly concentrated psychic energy nearly collided with me. I glanced back to see that the section of the forest that it hit was sliced clean. Not one tree, but almost all the trees that were behind it. I couldn't help but gulp. I shook my head back into reality. There was no choice. I had to use my full power in this battle. This wasn't a friendly spar that my mother and I had often to hone my skills. This was a fight to the death.

A sonic boom, well, boomed behind me as Mewtwo locked his eyes on the aftereffects of the broken sound barrier. Unfortunately, he failed to notice I was behind him.

Even air was cut when I used my full powered Dragon Claw. Three deep claw marks were left in Mewtwo's back, blood gushing out of them.

Mewtwo let out a pained cry. And then he fell with a thump.

He needed to work on his senses, if I was a merciless killer, I would've aimed for the neck- Mewtwo used both of his arms to lift his body up. It was apparent that he was at his absolute limit with only one Dragon Claw by me. A green light came upon Mewtwo, and he appeared rejuvenated.

Round two. He calmly telepathed. Before I could form words, he teleported behind me and launched the same condensed psychic energy, aimed straight at my back.

I let out a grunt. That wasn't as bad as I thought it was. Perhaps I'm underestimating myself. Oh well. This might be overkill… but… I carried a tiny unnoticeable rock and encompassed my psychic energy around it, using my psychic powers to compress the sphere. In less than a millisecond, the teensy piece of rock transformed into a glowing speck of plasma. The pressure of the psychic force was so great that it turned the rock into a liquid, gas, and then into superheated plasma. If I applied more pressure into the speck, it eventually would have collapsed on itself and just maybe created a black hole, but I didn't have the energy to use this technique further. Even the slightest touch of this would decimate almost anything. And Mewtwo wasn't an exception. Sure, he could dish out some powerful attacks, but he wasn't immune to the shredding of the atoms that composed his body.

If that wasn't bad enough, I effortlessly produced more of these tiny orbs. Millions, billions, if I sensed correctly. Mewtwo must have noticed what went on here. He slumped over and closed his eyes as he waited for his eventual doom.

Just make it quick. He quietly said.

I teleported all of the orbs into somewhere in a black hole in space (I hope Palkia isn't too mad) and floated closer to him and instead hugged him. Mewtwo's eyes opened and he started to sob into my arms.

In Another Time and Space…

WHO THE (censored) HAD THE FAN (censored)-ING TASTIC IDEA TO PUT MILLIONS OF COMPRESSED MATTER INTO A (censored) -ING BLACK HOLE! I WILL- Palkia ranted as he proceeded to exhaust his anger onto Dialga, who was lying down, comatose and with gashes littered across his body.

He's not even concerned about what type of monster would have actually created millions of compressed matter… Arceus trailed off as the other legends of the Hall were visibly sick, vomiting, or disturbed. Darkrai, Mew, and Giratina were the only ones to sadistically laugh at Dialga's suffering.

ALRIGHT, DOES ANYONE KNOW THE IDENTITY OF THE POKE-, no, MONSTER THAT WOULD HAVE DONE THIS? Arceus finally exclaimed, ending Palkia's assault on Dialga. Ho-oh's normally rainbow-colored feathers became white as Arceus's all-knowing gaze settled on his face.

Well… Ho-oh, do you have anything that you forgot to mention to us in the, I don't know, last couple of decades? And where the heck is Delia? Arceus asked in a mock sweetness.

"Uhhhh… no ma'am?" Ho-oh nervously chuckled, "Ohwillyoulookatthetimeseeyouguyslater!" Ho-oh became a pile of feathers as he literally disappeared into the distance, only to be teleported back in courtesy of Mew.

I'll probe his mind. Mew cheerfully and sadistically said as she encompassed her psychic powers on the poor overglorified rainbow turkey.

"NONONONONONONONO YOU CAN'T DO THIS TOO MEEEEEeeeee-" Ho-oh was teleported to Giratina knows where- scratch that, even Giratina didn't know where she took her victims. The terrified screams of the turkey reverberated through the Hall.

"DON'T WORRY WE'LL GIVE YOU A HERO'S BURIAL!" Lugia shouted.