The Crossing of the Paths By AJ Part I: The story of Mewtwo (Author’s Note: the first two chapters will contain a summary of Mewtwo's origin and troubles with Giovanni, so if you are already knowledgeable on this, you may want to skip it. I’m currently working on chapter 2 now, so be patient everybody!) Prologue In a parallel universe not unlike our own, there is a small, blue planet, similar to ours in every detail, except one: humans live alongside intelligent and powerful creatures known as Pokemon. These animals come in infinite varieties. Some can swim, some can fly, some breathe fire, and others have power over plant life. But the specific Pokemon this tale is centered on is of one of the most mysterious types of Pokemon, psychic. His name is Mewtwo, and unlike the other Pokemon, he was not born, but created. His story is lined with rage, sorrow, and mystery. Like our Earth, the Earth that Pokemon and men shared also housed corruption, hate, and evil. A certain man by the name of Giovanni was horribly abused as a child, and as a result, he grew up a twisted, malicious man. He planned to steal all rare and powerful Pokemon, and use them to dominate the world. To his dismay, it never seemed to work, that is until scientists made an amazing breakthrough: cloning. Giovanni had been one of the few men of that world who believed in the existence of the ancient and powerful Pokemon, Mew. Giovanni funded a scientific expedition to seek out any physical remains of Mew. The expedition proved successful. A fossil Mew hair was found, and Giovanni then made the scientists attempt to clone Mew. But after several failures, Giovanni got a new idea in his sinister head: he would have the scientists create super-clones more powerful than anything ever seen. It would be almost a year and a half before the experiments bore fruit. They produced a living super-clone they called Mewtwo. Mewtwo had powers and intellect greater than anyone could imagine, and a very, very volatile personality. As Mewtwo awakened in the stasis tube, his first thought was: "What is my destiny...What is my purpose?" The scientists treated Mewtwo as the end result of an experiment, and he was deeply hurt and angered. He destroyed the laboratory, and in his delusions, vowed to destroy all human kind, and then Giovanni arrived. The two formed an unholy alliance: Giovanni would teach Mewtwo to effectively harness his powers, and Mewtwo would help Giovanni dominate the world! But the alliance would not last, as when the training Mewtwo underwent ended; Giovanni treated Mewtwo as a slave. Mewtwo destroyed Giovanni's mansion, and left. He was once again standing alone, but now he was convinced that all humans are evil and that the Pokemon humans train for battling are mindless slaves. Mewtwo built a laboratory on the island the scientists originally used to clone him. Mewtwo created a catastrophic storm that would systematically destroy life on Earth, while luring a few elite Pokemon trainers to the island. When he defeated these trainers, he stole their Pokemon and cloned them. Soon, a veritable Pokemon war erupted on the island, between the originals and the super-clones. And, in a twist of fate, a Mew appeared out of the air, and tried to talk some sense into Mewtwo. Mewtwo resented this, and began to fight with Mew. As the minutes of violence passed, one of the trainers, named Ash was horrified. "This wasn't the way Pokemon are supposed to fight!" he thought. As Mew and Mewtwo fired devastating bolts of psychic energy at each other, Ash, with his pure heart, charged in between the beams shouting: "STOP!" Ash was immediately engulfed in the explosion, and was turned to stone. Mewtwo's head was filled with a storm of confusion. Here, a human, who he thought was nothing more than a cruel slave driver, sacrificed himself to stop the fighting! And then, what Mewtwo thought as a mindless slave, the boy's Pikachu wept for him. As did the rest of the Pokemon, even the clones! Mewtwo realized that he was horribly wrong for doing what he did, and erased the memories of all people involved and returned them to normal. Then he, the clones, and Mew left to seek out a new haven. Prologue (Part II) Mew soon left; he was going to go back into his mysterious slumber. Mewtwo found a safe haven in Purity Canyon, a beautiful plateau surrounded by jagged mountains and constantly ravaged by storms. Surely this place would prove to be a safe haven, untouched by humans? Unfortunately, it wouldn't. Giovanni returned with a large force and took some of Mewtwo's clones hostage. Wanting peace, Mewtwo submitted himself to Giovanni's control machines. Giovanni's plan was coming full circle now. He would use the super-clones to create an army of mindless super-Pokemon with Mewtwo at its head, and he would lead them to conquest! Giovanni then began construction of a clone lab in the crater. But either out of luck or of fate, the same trainer, Ash, showed up, and helped Mewtwo escape the control machines. Mewtwo joined forces with Ash and the local wild Pokemon to banish Giovanni from the canyon. Mewtwo then erased Giovanni's memory so these events could never repeat themselves. Mewtwo then spread the clones out across the world, each living where and how it wanted. He left the memory of Ash and his friends intact so they could be friends. Mewtwo left the crater in search for answers. He wanted to know the purpose of his being alive. He wanted the answers no one could find. So he wandered the world by the light of the moon. Chapter I We join him as he sits on the top corner of an apartment building in one of the numerous color-themed cities in the land: Saffron City. He watched the rivers of light flow through the concrete causeways of the city streets, wondering why humans act the way they do. The white, green, yellow and red lights were mesmerizing. Thoughts flooded through his mind. As the hours passed, Mewtwo dissected and analyzed the social system of modern society in his mind, trying to make sense of how humans think and work. He tried reading the minds of a few passers by, but he got hardly any answers. The noise of the late night traffic didn't bother him, but rush hour was such a din that he avoided the cities at night. In fact, he avoided all populated areas during the day, to avoid being discovered. If he were to be seen, some trainer with a big ego would think he could capture Mewtwo, and more would follow. Mewtwo grew tired of sitting around, so he flew over to the nearby park. Since he would use his psychic powers to fly anywhere he liked, his legs had gotten lazy, so he decided to go for a walk and get the kinks out of them. "Ouch, so this is what a cramp feels like." He thought, wobbling in his step. As he passed through, he noticed a group of wild Pidgey in a tree, snoozing. They looked so peaceful and tranquil, and he envied them. They were right where they belonged, and Mewtwo felt out of place. He continued walking, getting used to the motions. Mewtwo then, jumped behind a bush, just as a person walked by. But he was off his guard, and hadn't jumped early enough. The person saw the bushes move as Mewtwo landed. "Who's there?" The man shouted. "Mewtwo used his powers to erase the portion of the man's memory that heard the bushes rattle, and the man shook his head in confusion, and then walked on. "That was too close," Mewtwo thought, "I had better not let my guard down like that again." Normally Mewtwo would open his mind to other's thoughts, so he could sense when people got close, but he had been distracted, and was focusing on keeping his balance on his tipsy legs. He floated out of the bushes and landed back on the walkway. "I can't have this keep happening...I must find a place where I can think without being disturbed." Mewtwo floated up into the air, and flew aimlessly away from Saffron City. Mewtwo landed on a small rock sticking out of the tranquil sea. He settled down as best as anyone could if they were sitting on a rock the size of a dinner plate. He stared down at the glassy sea and the reflection of the full moon. A small tide of ripples lazily drifted across the surface, distorting the image of the moon. A lone Magikarp was swimming along the surface, scavenging. Mewtwo watched its movements as it glided through the water. It slowed to a stop, and was suspended on the surface. Mewtwo heard a whooshing high up, and looked up to see a Pidgeot floating through the air. It looked down with its sharp eyes and spotted the Magikarp floating asleep in the water. It pulled into a dive, dropping like a rock toward the water. It pulled back just before hitting, grazed the surface, and shot back up with the Magikarp in its sharp talons. "Ah...survival of the fittest," Mewtwo thought, "It makes me wonder, how did humans survive their earlier years? They had no natural weapon. No claws, no fangs, and no protective skin coatings." Mewtwo bounced this around his head for a while, but he saw a light approaching fat in the distance. He formed an air bubble and slowly submerged. He used his powers to stop the ripples on the surface. He watched as a speedboat flew across the surface, followed by a coast guard patrol boat with its sirens on. Mewtwo watched as both boats screamed off into the distance, then resurfaced. "I guess I'll move to a different spot." He dissipated the air bubble, and then flew off, looking for another quiet spot. The beautiful ocean sped by below him, followed by farmland. He saw the farmers getting up out of bed to start the day's work. "It must be getting close to sunrise" Mewtwo thought. The pink of the sunrise was visible in the sky as Mewtwo settled into a far out forest. Mewtwo cloaked himself as a group of wild Pokemon approached. They were a group of bug Pokemon, Weedle. They crawled from branch to branch, causing quite a disturbance. A few Spearow flew up, rustled out of their nests. They squawked angrily and flew off. The Weedle then crawled down a tree trunk to feed on sprouts. Mewtwo couldn't help but smile. But a roaring sound was heard nearby. Suddenly, a tree that was merely feet away came crashing down! It landed right next to the Weedle. A big, fat lumberjack stood where the tree did. "Ya' better git yer butts outta here ya dang Weedle! This forest's been marked fer loggin'!" He shouted in a harsh tone. The Weedle ran in fear, but a baby was left behind, it was too slow. "Come on stupid thing, I aint got all day!" The lumberjack shouted. He raised his foot and kicked the baby Weedle. It sailed out of sight, squealing in pain and terror. "Ha ha ha!" The lumberjack chuckled, "That'll teach them dumb animals to git in da way of progress!" This was all Mewtwo could handle, with his really short temper, and he blew out of his cloak and glowed in his fury. "How dare you?!" He blasted in his psychic voice. The lumberjack fell backwards, his eyes as wide as saucers. "When you mess with one Pokemon, you mess with all of them!" Mewtwo raged. He grabbed the lumberjack with his powers and squeezed him. The lumberjack screamed in pain. Mewtwo loosened his grip, so as not to kill the man. "See how it feels!" Mewtwo said, and psychically kicked him, over and over. "Ouch, ouch, ouch! I'm sorry, ouch, I won't ouch do it ouch again, ouch!" "I must go now, but remember, I'll be watching you, and if you harm another Pokemon or tree, I'll be there!" Mewtwo then cloaked, and dropped the man. He ran off and told his boss what happened. Mewtwo followed him, and was happy to see the foreman to put up a sign that said; "Logging project canceled" Chapter II By now, it was full dawn, and Mewtwo was getting sleepy. "Another night wasted." He thought. He flew back towards his lair, which was a small cave with its entrance hidden underwater. It still had air pressure, keeping it from flooding. Mewtwo used his usual air bubble to get in, and then collapsed exhausted on a pile of hay. It wasn't long before he slipped into his dreamless sleep. But something was going to happen to screw everything up, as a couple of scuba divers came across the cave’s entrance. They climbed up through the cave and poked their heads above the surface. They saw Mewtwo sprawled across his bed, snoozing like a baby. “Wow Larry! Look at that Pokemon! I wonder what kind it is.” “I’m no trainer, but I can guess it’s not a water Pokemon. Look, no fins, no gills, and it looks like it walks on its hind legs!” Mewtwo stirred, and the divers ducked back under. They waited a couple of minutes before poking their heads up for another look. It had rolled over, but was still asleep. “We had better not wake it up, it looks powerful.” Larry said. “We should tell Professor Oak about this!” The other diver said. “Right!” They both dove below the surface and back towards the boat. A couple hours later, in the middle of the day, three more scuba divers appeared at the entrance of Mewtwo’s lair. They were Professor Oak and his two aids. “Wow! Look at that Professor! This is one for the record books!” The shorter aid said. “Amazing, I’ll get out my Pokemon scanner.” The professor said, pulling out a device that looked like it came out of Star Trek. He pressed a button, and it whirred softly. “It indicates a Pokemon of the Psychic type…and wow! Its power is off the scale! This thing has the ability to do just about anything it wants with that kind of power! It could make things very uncomfortable for us, too, if it were to discover us.” The Professor said, inching back underwater. Mewtwo awoke to the familiar sound of a Houndour Pokemon howling at the moon. This was like an alarm clock to Mewtwo, signaling nightfall. Mewtwo rubbed his eyes and sat up. He floated out of his cave to find a town or city to steal Breakfast. He came across a large group of campsites not too far from the lake his lair was located at. “That’s odd.” He thought. “They weren’t here last night.” He flew down to one, finding the inhabitant asleep. Mewtwo shuffled through his bag, and found a can of sweet corn, and a can of hash browns. He took them, and then flew out of the tent. He was greeted by a chorus of men shouting: “There it is!” Mewtwo dropped the canned food and flew up above the heads of all the people. “Oh no! How did this happen?” A flurry of Pokeballs flew up towards Mewtwo, and he raised a psychic shield and deflected them. “Leave me alone!” Mewtwo shouted, trying to fly through the clouds of nets and Pokeballs that the excited trainers were throwing at him. Mewtwo tried teleporting away, and it worked for the moment. But the searching trainers found him 15 minutes later. Mewtwo had to cloak himself and teleport away again to get away. “I must have been discovered in my sleep,” Mewtwo thought. “Someone must have found me and spread the word to other trainers.” Mewtwo sat atop a boulder on the side of Mt. Moon, thinking of how to get away from the humans. He was engrossed in his thoughts, not paying attention to the outside world, when a rustling in the bushes behind him was heard. He turned around, to see a black Pokeball speeding toward him. He dodged to the side, and saw a trainer approach. He wore a long purple shirt, blue jeans, and a ying yang necklace. “You’re pretty fast to dodge that!” He said. “And you’re pretty sneaky to get that close to me!” Mewtwo replied. They both stood there, power staring at each other, neither backing down. “Draw!” The trainer shouted, tossing another black Pokeball. Mewtwo countered with a small ball of psychic energy. The Pokeball hit it and exploded in midair. Mewtwo smiled his dastardly smile. “Not bad,” the trainer said. “How about this?” He drew several more Pokeballs out, threw them, and they spread out in the air, surrounding him in a circle. They all converged at once, and Mewtwo simply raised his shield, frying all of them. “Your attempts at capturing me prove amusingly futile, but I tire of it.” Mewtwo picked him up with his psychic powers, and then flew him down to a nearby city, releasing him gently on a sidewalk. Chapter III Mewtwo gazed at the pink sunrise, wondering how many more trainers would come. He was sitting in the top of a tree, near the lake where his lair once sat. Since the scuba divers wouldn’t leave him alone, Mewtwo had moved his meager little pile of straw into a thicket of trees in the forest on the banks of the lake. So far, Mewtwo had seen up to 32 trainers try to capture him through the night, each one just as stubborn and thickheaded as the last. Luckily, none had found his new lair, but he doubted it would be long before they did. It had been three days since meeting the purple shirted trainer on the mountain, and his counterparts had been relentless since then. “Aha! There it is!” a voice sounded below him. “Here we go again…” Mewtwo though, blocking the Pokeball that came up under him. He teleported away, worrying about the search the trainers would start in the area. If one were to find his lair, he could be caught in his sleep again. He was lucky whoever discovered him wasn’t a trainer, or Mewtwo would’ve waken up to the inside of a Pokeball. So Mewtwo flew back to his lair, picked up his straw pile, cloaked, and teleported to another location. He set the pile down in the center of the concrete room. He had cleaned out a junction in a sewer and turned it into a lair. He smiled to himself, knowing no one would find him there. He then settled down to sleep on the straw, watching the light of dawn play across the wall. Mewtwo awoke on his own, way past the time he was used to. “Whoops, I must have slept in. I guess I got so used to sleeping in a wilderness area where the Houndour howl that when I moved here where there is no howling, I slept in.” He thought. When he flew up out of a manhole, it was already well after dark. “I guess I’ll have to steal myself an alarm clock.” He thought, flying out towards the forest. He found the large campsite near the lake had disappeared. He kept flying, and found the spot in the thicket where his lair had been was filled with Pokemon researchers, with lots of equipment. “I’m glad I moved when I did.” Mewtwo thought. He looked for isolated human settlements, where he could steal some food, and found a small town. He flew down to a cozy looking house and used his powers to unlock a window from the inside. He pulled it open and climbed into a kitchen. He grabbed a bag of English Muffins and a packet of Cheese Crackers. He noticed a picture on the wall was crooked, and when he turned it right, it fell off the wall with a thump. “Uh oh, that’s my cue to skidoo.” He thought, teleporting out. He sat on the roof of the same house he just came out of, chewing on an English muffin. It was cold and hard, but he didn’t have time to put it in a microwave. He heard people walking around in the house, and some shouting. Mewtwo popped a cheese cracker into his mouth and listened in with amusement. “What kind of burglar steals a bag of muffins and some crackers?” A woman shouted inside. “A crazy one!” A man said. “Shouldn’t we call Officer Jenny?” The woman shouted. “No, the Police wouldn’t care about two articles of food being stolen, and besides, they’re already busy trying to keep all the excited Pokemon trainers in line. After all the excitement over this really powerful Pokemon running around, there’s been more than just a few ‘Yikeses’ and ‘wows’!” The man replied. This went on and on, until Mewtwo left. He had finished his food and didn’t need to sit around any longer. He went to another house and pinched an alarm clock, then put it next to his straw pile. He then flew out into the wilderness, looking for another quiet spot. He landed on the edge on a steep cliff on the edge of Indigo Plateau. He watched the rush of excited trainers walk in and out of the double doors, each challenging the Elite Four, and coming out horribly beaten. The Mystery Master, who had now taken his place as the Ultimate Pokemon Master, seemed unbeatable. Mewtwo saw the purple shirted trainer from a week ago enter. Two hours later, he exited the massive building, slumped and dejected. Mewtwo’s curiosity got the better of him, (For the first time in his memory) so he cloaked and followed a trainer inside. The trainer had his Pokemon healed by the Nurse in the Pokemon Center in the corner, then bought two-dozen bottles of Full Restore, a liquid designed to heal Pokemon. He then went through the doors and took on the first Elite Four Trainer, Will. While the trainer was battling Will, Mewtwo read his mind (Curiosity again. I guess new things come in pairs) and found out the trainer’s name was Jeff. Jeff defeated Will with Ease, and then they both proceeded into the next room. This process repeated itself, each time facing the next Elite, until they reached the Master. He sat on a chair back in a curtained vestibule, looking menacing and foreshadowing. He said not a word, and tossed out his first Pokeball, revealing a shining Gyarados. It roared at Jeff, seemingly daring him to throw out his first Pokemon. Jeff happily obliged. Out came a Nidoking, (A favorite among big-headed trainers) and told Nidoking to perform a horn drill attack. The horn on Nidoking’s head began spinning, and Nidoking lunged at the shining Gyarados. The Nidoking pushed into the Gyarados’s front as hard as it could, until the horn on its head ground to a stop. Nidoking kept pushing, and the horn shattered. Nidoking stumbled backward, tears of pain in its eyes. Still not a word was heard from the Mystery Master, or Jeff. The Gyarados pulled its head back, and then blasted forward, releasing a gushing column of water from its mouth. It hit head on, knocking Nidoking out against the wall. The Water drained through grates in the four corners of the room. Both trainers switched Pokemon. The Master released a shining Meganium. This was a plant type Pokemon. Jeff countered with a Typhlosion, a fire type. This gave him a type advantage. Jeff ordered Typhlosion to use its flamethrower attack. It reared up and released a steady stream of flame from its mouth. Meganium jumped to the side, (Which is an amazing feat, considering its huge size.) But the leaf on top of its head was caught in the flame. It began to burn down towards the top of Meganium’s head. It began to stomp around and scream in panic. It tripped and fell over forward, snuffing out the flame as it reached the stem. Meganium climbed back onto its feet, and it looked angry. Out came 2 vines from its sides and it began whipping Typhlosion. Typhlosion flared up the flames on its back, and Meganium retreated its vines. It countered by releasing a cloud of sleep powder, filling the room. Jeff lifted his shirt up over his face, and the curtain drew around the Master, protecting him. Typhlosion tried to hold its breath, and lasted fifteen seconds before gasping and drawing a breath. It yawned and fell over, gently snoring. Jeff snapped his finger and returned it. “This is my last bet.” he thought to himself. He released a Gengar. The Master returned his Meganium and released a shining Alakazam. “Oh crap!” Jeff said aloud. Still the Master remained silent. Jeff ordered Gengar to use Nightshade, and Gengar darkened the room with a cloudy mist. Alakazam took the damage and stayed standing. It then used a powerful blizzard attack that froze Gengar solid, stuck to the floor. Jeff frowned, and returned his Gengar. He walked up to the Master’s pedestal where a tray sat. Jeff forked over half his money and left. Mewtwo tried to follow him out, but the door slammed closed. Mewtwo looked up at the Master, trying to catch a glimpse of his face before teleporting out. All he saw was darkness as the scenery changed to that of the darkness of night. Conclusion “I wonder how the Pokemon the Master had shining Pokemon?” He thought. Mewtwo was sitting on the edge of the plateau again, looking out upon Viridian City. The flow of trainers entering the building had ebbed for the moment, and things were peaceful in the twilight before dawn. A flock of Fearow flew before the orange sun as it slowly climbed up above the horizon. Normally Mewtwo would be going to bed by now, but he was tossing a whole new mess of issues around his head now. He watched as the morning rush filled the streets of Viridian City below, and a lone trainer approached the doors. But instead of going through the doors, he turned and looked Mewtwo right in the eyes. “I’ve found you again.” He said. Mewtwo realized this was the purple shirted trainer from before. Mewtwo took this opportunity to ask him a question that had troubled him since the last time they met, “Why is it that you don’t send a Pokemon out to weaken me before throwing your Pokeball?” “Simple,” The trainer said, “Because I pack Master Balls! These things guarantee an instant capture!” The seriousness of this struck Mewtwo like a train. If a single one of those were to get inside his defenses, he would be captured for sure. Mewtwo floated up into the air, preparing to fly away from this risk. “Come back you coward!” The trainer shouted, “I guess being the most powerful Pokemon in the world doesn’t mean you’re not a chicken!” Mewtwo’s quick temper and common sense battled in his head, and the anger won out. “I will show you who’s chicken, he said, forming an energy blade in his hand, and charging the trainer. The trainer simply answered with a single Master ball. Mewtwo sliced it in half with his energy blade, and stopped it just before the trainer’s neck. But to his surprise, the trainer didn’t cry out, didn’t shake in fear, but just stood his ground. “Nice bluff.” The trainer said, and he looked past Mewtwo’s shoulder, where there was a Master ball hovering where he had thrown it earlier. It caught Mewtwo’s tail, and that was the last thing he saw before being sucked in. The inside of the ball was cold and dark. Mewtwo used his powers to illuminate it, and found a perfectly molded energy shield, never giving off a hint of light, never wavering. His rage was making him see red, and he felt the temperature inside the ball rise as his powers went out of control, and bent reality. He could not control himself at all, and formed a large red aura, which clashed with the energy field in the Master Ball. The trainer immediately felt the Master Ball heat up, and he dropped it as it started glowing red hot. Small electric fields crackled around the ball as its small power generator overloaded. After about ten seconds, the power went out, and the whole ball exploded. Mewtwo reformed with his eyes glowing a blood red. “You shall pay with your life, ignorant fool!” Mewtwo screamed. The trainer grasped his head, crying out in agony as his brains fried in his head. He fell over, twitching a few times, and was still. Mewtwo looked down on what he had done, and at once his anger was gone, he cried. He kneeled down before the young trainer, and cried. “What have I done?” He sobbed. “I cannot control my anger. Nobody is safe around me.” He cried. He cried like this for almost an hour, unnoticed by humanity. When he finally regained his composure, he had one purpose in his mind; leaving that world, whether it meant dying, or traveling, he couldn’t bear to see another human killed by his blind rage. He flew out of the city, and into Viridian forest. He pondered all the different ways of leaving, and even seriously considered killing himself again, but repressed the urge. He decided he should use his powers to create a dimensional portal. He would search the dimensions for one where he could never hurt anyone. He took a minute to finalize the plans in his mind, and flew up into the air. He formed a psychic bubble around himself, and flew out into space. He knew that a dimensional portal would damage the planet if he opened it within its atmosphere. He flew out beyond the moon’s orbit, and stopped. He concentrated a large amount of energy, his body glowing bright blue, so intensely that people back down on Earth could see him twinkling like a new star. He bent his consciousness around his effort to open the portal, and felt it beginning to form in front of him. It started as a pinpoint of light, and grew into a glowing circle, big enough for Mewtwo to fit through. It cycled with hundreds of different colors, in a beautiful swirl pattern. People back down Earth pointed up at the swirling star in the night sky, and marveled. Mewtwo took one last look back at the wonderful blue planet, and sent a psychic message back down to Ash, the trainer who had saved his life. “I am leaving now. I hope you’re life is peaceful. Goodbye.” He felt Ash’s sadness, and wiped a tear from his eye as he entered the portal, which closed behind him. A/N: Did you like this? This was one of the best things I wrote. Any and all reviews will be accepted, except flames, which will be burned (Fight fire with fire, I always say) But I hope you like this! I did finally get the paragraphs separated out, and Chappy 2 is on it’s way!