Why did I title this fic pest control? I don’t know. Pests are all a matter of perspective, really…

Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, Nintendo, and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfic belongs to me. Do not take my work!

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks.

Possibly very OOC Mewtwo… weird stuff… hey, this is Phantomness!

Chapter 3

A slightly confused expression etched itself across the Dragon Master’s physiognomy as he awoke, before realization sunk in.

“So Mewtwo put me to sleep…”

He recalled Dragonite, surprised that the Disable attack was no longer in full force, hence he was lying on the floor, but…

Oh well. He’d ask the mental cat later.

Lance brushed the pieces of wall off his cloak and looked around. Mewtwo was nowhere to be seen.

He suspected that if he attempted to leave, though, that would summon the cat. Standing up, said trainer began to explore the surroundings.

It looked like he was still in the lower area of Goldenrod’s Mart, but… ah…

That tunnel network branched off into the far distance that he couldn’t see. Those must lead to the other cities.

Therefore, Mewtwo’s poison attack was strongest in Goldenrod because this was where he manufactured and released the first waves of damage.

Then, the remaining smog was shipped off to the other major cities.

Now why did he pick Goldenrod?

“… So why did you pick Goldenrod?”

Mewtwo jumped. How had Lance managed to sneak up on him? Well, okay. He hadn’t exactly been paying full attention, as most of his mind was fixed on how to keep a human pet, but…

< Why do you ask? >

“Is it something personal I shouldn’t mention?”

< Not exactly, no. >

“Because if it were you should have attacked Viridian. After all, that was where you were created, right?”

<… How! >

“I’m League Champion. I have access to information most people don’t. I know why Giovanni lost his gym position when two yours ago, it was revealed he ran Team Rocket.”

< … So you know. >

“I can guess why you hate people, yes.”

< Do you not hate me? >

“Why should I? You’re a pokemon. A legendary for that matter, but hey, even Magikarp have a right to live in peace. It’s when you try and create havoc that I get worried.”

< I _am_ creating havoc. >

“True, but you said it. People deserve this.”

Mewtwo gave him another stupefied glance. < I do not understand you. What do you have against humanity? >

“Oh, not much.” Lance spent a few minutes staring at the white designs meticulously scrolled on his current attire before replying. “Only that I feel nothing _for_ them either.”

< I do not understand. >

“What I’m trying to say is I normally have neutral feelings towards people. I ignore them as often as possible.”

< Why? You would be… I think the term is anti-social. >

“Yes, I can talk to about twenty people without getting annoyed at their stupidity, and those are the only ones out of the world’s population I care about. Is that wrong?”

Mewtwo rolled his eyes. * Now he’s asking me? I’m getting confused myself. No! This must be some attack! *

Mewtwo’s eyes flashed purple as he began to try and mind-read Lance. It didn’t quite work out the way he expected though.

Lance shrieked and tumbled to the ground, before his head snapped up again, eyes turning a solid, dull, black, while his hair changed to… blue streaked with red?

Mewtwo immediately jumped back. He was a ditto?

Impossible!

< Do not push us. > The psychic voice sounded inside Mewtwo’s head. < We would be most unhappy to fight another legendary. >

< Yes, although we dislike fighting, if you force us to fight by hurting us, we will fight with all we have. >

Two… but that was two different psychic voices? How? It wasn’t that Lance was changing his tone or anything…
Wait a minute! We?

That did not sound right. Was he schizophrenic or something like that?

But no! He didn’t think Lance had psychic powers. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to cast Mind reader on him.

Then again, he hadn’t seen the attack completed because of the interruption. _Something_ had broken off his attack.

What was it?

< So, Mewtwo? >

< Who are you? > Mewtwo demanded angrily. And if Lance was a psychic, how come he hadn’t felt it?

< We are Latios and Latias. > The voices said. < We are not happy with what you have done to him. >

< And who is he? >

< He? He is Dragon Master. Lugia’s child… >

Oh. Shoot. This did not look good.

He knew Latios and Latias had found a ‘host’, and that Lugia had a child, but he hadn’t expected…

Shoot!

Now he had just insulted three – no, make that more legendaries.

Rayquaza was rather fond of the Dragon master for obvious reasons. Well this was just peachy.

No wonder he wasn’t fond of humans! Humph. I should have known.

< Well, Mewtwo? > The more feminine voice asked. < Are you going to keep annoying him? >

< But! The smog is just for the humans! >

< Still… >

< You hurt our host. > Latios warned. < We don’t like that. If he dies, we die too… >

< Does he know? > Mewtwo demanded.

< That we live in him? No, but we’ll tell him eventually. He most likely suspects it, since he’s never alone in his head… >

< But he’s a human! How can you stoop to their level? >

< No, he just looks human. He’s a dragon. And now, can we leave? >

< … Fine. > * But I will get to the bottom of this mess! *

End Chapter

Completed 9/29/04

Hope I can finish this soon

Lance: Me too

Ash: Wow!
Kairo: Yummy lollipops…

Phantomness: I sprained my thumb in karate _again_. It’s not good for me apparently.