When he arrived in Goldenrod City, the boss returning to Kanto via train, the same escorts from before took him.
He first thought he'd be taken back to his lab where the clones are, but was filled in that he'd be working on some new project.
The idea of work made him sick, but the idea of his daughters' lives put in danger made him feel worse.
If he never grew close to Fuji, this would never have happened!
Arriving at his temporary base, he was allowed to contact his team, informing Davin when he answered he was going to take longer.
The man was frantic, having been worried, but the other brushed him off, the icy mask he once wore reforming itself.
He wasn't going to let anyone else in; he wasn't going to get hurt anymore.
All he has to focus was the safety of his daughters.
Screw the clones, screw Fuji, screw everything around him! But most of all, screw that asshole, Giovanni!
As he worked on the finalization of the project, he worked on the papers and recordings made from Mewtwo's creation, looking for what went wrong.
So far, he found nothing to tie in how Mewtwo grew so out of control, what could've led to his destructive behavior.
That is until he remembered when Amber and the Kanto starter clones died, how Mewtwo had his memories suppressed.
The stress and shock, the fact he had a psychic link with them, it was enough to show him that the Pokémon's mind had indeed been warped.
Having his memories and emotions suppressed, it must've altered his personality, likely confusing him of where those memories went. If he even knew they were missing to begin with.
Sitting in his office, completely alone, hearing Fuji's voice talking excitedly about Mewtwo's progress. He sounded like a proud father, likely felt like one until Mewtwo's awakening and retaliation.
When he finished, realizing that there was really nothing he could do for the clones to prevent a repeat.
He would have to think about it, he knows he couldn't simply give up as much as he wanted to do so. Giovanni wouldn't allow it, no matter what. He has his daughters as leverage, to ensure he never disobeys.
Isolated, his heart growing colder and colder, rarely showing compassion towards others, he finished the Miracle Crystal. He was honestly proud of how it came out through the test trials and research on it. It was the closest with him showing emotions before shutting himself up again.
He presented it to Hun and his new partner, Attila, showing them its capability and what they'll use it for.
It seemed things would go well, that they'd capture a legendary Pokémon, one with nearly unlimited power.
What no one had expected were a group of kids and a man getting in the way, resisting and protecting Raikou.
In the end, they wallowed in failure, the crystal destroyed, Raikou escaping, and most of all, Giovanni livid with them.
The leader had some of his men to discipline them, finding themselves separated and beaten badly. He and Hun got the worst end of it due to their statuses and once pristine records, leaving them limping and blanketed in bandages for days.
The failure was enough to make the man grow colder, yet he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the two agents, the feminine one more.
It didn't help that he only got to know him, become friends with the man because of Fuji, albeit the other had mistaken Hun for a pretty girl.
He knew about Hun, but said nothing, mostly out of surprise when the other reacted quite violently, taking after his friend.
It was rather awkward and strangely funny, watching as they ran about, the feminine man threatening to show the much older man what a real girl looks like.
Somehow, Hun managed to chase Fuji up a rather tall lamppost, the two looking completely ridiculous.
It was only thanks to Tyson calming the smaller man and managing to help the scientist down, things began to improve. Fuji apologized and somehow got Hun to join their little circle of friends.
It was only then they learned that the only reason he was so active, not level headed was because he had just left a bar. His last partner had dragged him out for drinks to celebrate a success and was pretty wasted.
They didn't want to risk him getting hurt, so offered for him to stick around, getting to know one another better.
It had to have been the best decision for Hun, as he now had people he could freely talk to when not on the job.
Although it wasn't right away, it was only seeing how they interacted, finding how comfortable they were around one another, he began to open up.
But because he was called out often, they didn't get to see him much, but when they did, if he wasn't busy, they'd hang out.
They would fill each other in on how they're doing, making jokes, having drinks, acting like normal people, not part of some criminal organization.
Hun was far different than they would've expected from such a high ranked member, higher than all of them.
It was then they learned he acts this way because of his looks, having often been harassed when he had been a lowly grunt.
But to keep people from taking advantage of him, he studied as much as he could, so he would rarely have to rely on others. He kept a cool head most of the time, things rarely bothering him. If they did, it was either under immense stress or as their first meeting, getting him wasted.
He gave no hints of being girly, even owning a brutal Pokémon, something he always owned since before joining Team Rocket.
He told them that he found Steelix when he lived in Sinnoh on an island, finding the brutish creature amazing and wanted it. And with much planning and placing traps, he was able to subdue and capture the Pokémon, making it his.
Oddly enough, he was rather fun to have around, knowing good jokes, having plenty of stories to share.
Although, the closest they would get to Hun acting remotely feminine is if he ends up having too much to drink and passes up. And a sleeping Hun is a rather adorable sight to behold, but none would admit without enduring his wrath.
Reminiscing in these memories, Sebastian could feel bitter tears forming in his eyes, trying to blink them away. He loved them for the fun they shared, but hated them at the same time for the pain they caused.
He wanted to forget it all, forget all Fuji did for him, the joy he gave him, the friendships he made with his help. He had to forget it, push them away as if they were nothing, unsure how they even feel about their friend's untimely death.
Hun hasn't said a word and he hasn't seen Tyson since that day…
A knock resounded on the door, causing him to look up, not bothering to respond as he watched it open anyway.
In walked the very agent he was thinking about…
"Professor," he greeted curtly, the other giving him almost a lazy look.
"What is it?" Sebastian asked rather coldly.
Both flinched at the sounds of glass breaking and explosions, the older of the two cursing as he spaced out, forgetting to shut the recording off.
With a swift hand, he turned it off before any more could be heard.
"I apologize, I didn't know you were working," the younger man apologized, his own icy mask slipping away.
How many of them wore masks in this Arceus-forsaken organization, hiding from the world, hiding from themselves even?
"It's alright," he numbly answered, turning to put things away.
He got all he needed from them; he made separate notes to take back once he finished another project dropped in his lap.
It was sudden and surprising after his last failure, but decided not to argue, not with his daughters in possible danger.
So long as Giovanni has them, there was nothing he could do…
"I came to inform you that something came up regarding Mewtwo."
"What is it?" he asked, unsure if he honestly wanted to know.
He heard that the clone had been found, but because he was needed to finish the Miracle Crystal, he was barred from participating.
"I'm not exactly sure. I was in another region when I was called back for the mission, but my plane was delayed."
"What happened?"
Shifting almost unsurely, he spoke, "No one appears to remember him."
"This better be a joke."
"It isn't, I even looked into it and there's nothing about Mewtwo. All the data, all knowledge about him, all of it is gone. There's nothing about him or Dr. Fuji, or anyone from his research team."
"How did this happen? Giovanni wouldn't just give up!"
This had to be a sick joke! It was too good to be true, to believe he could possibly be free, that he might be able to find a way out of this.
"I know, but I honestly have no clue what happened. By the time I arrived, it was over, they were returning to base. They had no recollection of what they were doing."
"Why are you telling me?"
"Because I know how much you cared about Dr. Fuji, how badly his death affected you."
Damn him and his perception, he wasn't sure if he knew about his crush, but didn't care, not like anything could be done about it.
"But how could they have forgotten?"
"I have a feeling that Mewtwo erased their memories, to hide his existence to avoid further pursuits. Even the files back in headquarters in Kanto are gone, so he must've gone there and subtly destroyed them."
"Somehow I'm not surprised."
"But Giovanni still knows about your clones though."
"Dammit."
It was too good to be true, how Beta and Omega avoided Mewtwo's detection was a sick miracle. And if knowledge about them is still around, that means his team still remembers, working on them, worrying about him.
"Professor Sebastian, what do you want to do? The data you have…that's all that remains, the only proof of Mewtwo."
"I got all I need from it. Destroy it, all of it and never speak of it to anyone. If there is any information regarding Mewtwo, report only to me or don't say anything at all. Do you hear me?"
"Professor…"
"Don't make me repeat it!"
A crack in his mask showed, the other seeing how much the order pained him, erasing the last thing relating to his late friend, his love.
"Of course," Hun answered, walking over, collecting everything slowly.
When he got it all packed, a single box filled with tapes and a few notebooks that had survived the destruction.
Before he left, he decided to ignore normal protocol, hugging the other, feeling him stiffen at the contact.
"I miss him too," he whispered before pulling away, walking out with the box.
"Damn you, Hun," Sebastian growled, tears he believed were long gone forming once more. "Damn you…"
It was a struggle performing his jobs, but managed to complete the next one, the Evolution Inducement Ray.
He had to pretend to enjoy the fruits of the labor, hiding behind his mask once more, doing everything in his power to ignore the cries of the Pokémon.
For this project, Project Revolution, it was on its way to possibly succeeding, even reuniting with Tyson.
But he treated him as he would others at the lab; the man had no real memory of how they became friends. He was present when Mewtwo wiped their memories, so why risk bringing it back up?
Yet once more, it had been foiled, another group of kids, incompetent grunts, and worst of all, Lance, the champion of the Kanto and Johto regions.
When word came back to Giovanni, he was furious, much like how he had been when the Miracle Crystal failed.
But instead of another beating, possibly killed for his failure, he was merely threatened not to screw up again. If he did, his daughters would pay for his incompetence.
The thought greatly chilled him, unable to keep up his stoic appearance when hearing the threat.
Eventually he was allowed to return to his main lab where the clones had been growing and may still be growing.
He didn't expect his team to greet him with such joy, wanting to push them off, seeing how relieved they were to have him back.
It was becoming too much, he wanted to strike them, his hand clenching into a fist, ready to raise it and hit the nearest body.
All thought stopped, his eyes landing on the test tubes, seeing the clones sleeping in their respective tanks.
They were bigger, much bigger than last time, now the size of small children, possibly a toddler.
Falling to his knees, realizing what he almost did, he stared at the clones, unable to hold back his emotions.
"Professor!" Joel's voice called out, grabbing his shoulders. "Are you okay? Do you need to lie down for a bit?"
Turning to him, he gave him a bitter smile, "I think I'll be fine. I was just surprised by how much they've grown."
"They have grown a lot…" he chuckled softly as he helped him to his feet.
"I'm so sorry, for being gone so long."
"It isn't your fault, Professor. You were busy on other projects."
"And they were failures…" he laughed, his voice hollow.
"They won't be… We got the copies of the data you collected with what happened with Mewtwo. So long as they don't endure anything he had that day, they'll be fine."
"No they won't…"
"What do you mean?" Cassie asked as he ushered them to a room, everyone sitting down at the table.
"Do you know why Mewtwo escaped?"
"N-no."
"Giovanni was trying to make him into a weapon. To use him to take over Kanto one day, possibly the entire world."
"Oh Arceus…"
"So…so we've been. All our work into them was for…"
"I'm afraid so, I'm sorry for never telling you."
"This is insane!" one of the more unfamiliar scientists cried out.
"It is, it really is," Sebastian answered, the numbness threatening to return. "I'd have the whole thing unplugged, sparing them…"
"He won't let you?"
"He has my daughters, he threatens to have them harmed, killed even if I failed again. They're the only family I have left!"
The tears he tried to fight back came, his face wet as he buried his face into his hands, shoulders shaking.
"Professor…" Davin sighed, understanding his pain. "We'll continue with the project then, but there must be something we can do for them."
"I don't know. I haven't been able to think of anything."
"Maybe we could alter their personalities?" another scientist offered, others looking up including their boss.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, not to sound sexist, Cass, but they are girls. At least at a young age, they'll be more passive on an instinctive scale. If we create a formula to increase it, then they would have little reason to lose control over their anger."
"But in turn would cause them become weaker and in Giovanni's eyes, useless. He would have them killed, we included," Sebastian added bitterly, "unless…"
"Do you have an idea?"
"I think I do."
Getting up, he went over, comparing the notes he wrote down regarding the serum used on the male clone.
"Mewtwo wasn't born cruel nor was he really made cruel," Sebastian started with his team listening intently. "When the other clones died, he had some sort of link with them that sent him nearly over the edge, one that would've killed him from the emotional shock losing them so quickly, so suddenly. The intention to suppress it all was good, but forgot about the real importance of emotions."
"Mewtwo was still in the chamber in all that mess. He never woke up until he was fully matured and broke free," one of the others gasped, recalling the notes and rumors sent their way.
"Exactly, he was fully matured with the emotions of a child. And what do children do when they're confused, upset even?"
"They end up throwing tantrums!"
"And Mewtwo threw one just like any child, a very destructive one…" he spoke, his voice softening as he recalled those recorded screams. "He carried the intelligence of an adult, could speak like an aristocrat if he wished. He has the power to wipe memories from people and electronics. And while calm, appears mature, and may have been most of the time. But the second you make him angry…"
"He'll lose all composure."
"Yes, at least back before he escaped Giovanni. I can't be certain, but it appears that he had matured to some degree. The fact he didn't outright kill Giovanni and his men when they came to get him shows that."
"So what are you going to do?"
"For now, nothing, if we make them passive, as I said, it'd only put them in danger as much as ourselves. What we need to do is make sure that when they're ready, we can keep them calm. By doing so, we can teach them how to use their emotions properly, hopefully teaching them enough so we don't have a repeat."
"And we'll have to watch what we say around them," Joel sighed, crossing his arms in deep thought. "They could misinterpret what we say or mean, leading to one hell of a temper tantrum."
"Yes, that is true…" the man sighed, feeling a hand land on his shoulder.
He almost believed it was Fuji, turning around with hope in his eyes, only to lower his head, seeing it was Joel.
"We won't let it happen," he reassured, the other somehow comforted by it.
Soon after, he was filled in all that happened, between various activities, including Cassie and Davin becoming engaged.
He realized just how much he missed their company, how badly he missed his friends, congratulating them.
Within a few more months, the clones were taking on a more defined appearance, showing while looking like Mewtwo, were different.
Both were more slender than the first clone, faces narrower, revealing their sex far better than having to physically examine them.
They were still asleep in the liquid, looking so innocent and peaceful, completely unaware of the horrors around them.
Sebastian had long since given up trying to hide his feelings, trying to hide behind some icy mask. His team saw through it, they knew he was still hurting losing Fuji; they all were in their own way.
He gave up trying to blame Fuji for leaving him like this; it wasn't as if he meant to hurt him in the end. The clones were innocent; they had no blood on their hands, only Mewtwo did. He took his love, not them, why blame them?
He found himself getting closer to his team, sharing secrets, namely why no one outside themselves don't remember the original Mewtwo or his creator. He shared with them more of his personal life, learning more of theirs.
Who would've thought that he'd find the strength to open himself up again to other people?
One more thing to be forever thankful for, knowing Fuji was the cause to find that lost strength, to learn to trust again.
Some more emotional stuff, but also some growing up if you think about it.
While I know that in the Japanese version, Hun and Professor Sebastian didn't know one another, least from what I read, I only got to see the Dub version, so yeah, going with that. Plus it was fun at least writing how they in a sense do meet, adding their own little quirks that may or may not exist.
As for the Mewtwo thing, it was just my own observation, though I could be wrong to an extent. I never really got to see the special prequel or however it's called regarding Amber and Mewtwo's encounter.
I heard, read, and saw bits and pieces in Japanese with subtitles. So figured, being what he endured and what was done, it would make him emotionally unstable, not knowing really how to control those same emotions.
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