Mewtres, an unknown future (a pokemon story): Chapter 1

 

21 years in the future

“Have you got it?” the man in the white coat said.

“Yes, I have it,” Phillip said. It took them years to get this. Years of searching in the rubble, of looking for a tiny sample. “I have found Mewtwo’s DNA. At long last, I have found the DNA of the world’s strongest Pokemon.

“I’ll call it into Vincenteo Giovanni,” the scientist said to Phillip.

“No! There’s been a change in plans. Call Maxim,” Phillip had never intended to let Vincenteo get his hands on this. He feared that, like his father, he would let the creation flee. “Here give me the phone.”

“Professor Phillip Reece, have you found Mewtwo’s DNA?” said Maxim, leader of the new Team Unity, a division similar to Team Rocket. They sought to bring the world under one final peace. To do this, any means was a good one.

“Yes, Maxim. I have the DNA.”

“Then begin the cloning at once. Get to the lab immediately.”

“With pleasure, sir,” Phillip said, before hanging up the phone. He turned to the men, “Move out! We’ll take this to the lab in Ore.”

The men whispered. The Ore region was barren. No one would notice the experiment, but if it went wrong, nobody would notice there bodies. But they followed orders and within an hour, they were on their way to Ore.

Two years latter

Mewtres’ POV

A lake. Within the lake, a pink creature swam. Above the creature, a similar but bipedal purple version stood. The pink creature swam around the purple one, playing.

The lake vanished, replaced by darkness.

Sight was restored when I opened my eyes. The blue fluid I lived in bubbled as I breathed. The shapes outside the fluid moved and spoke.

“It is done, Phillip. A creation that far surpasses its forefathers. Mewtres, the ultimate Pokemon. A combination of Mewtwo and Mew’s genetics. Its power furthered by the combination of Darkrai and Arceus’ DNA. Given life by humans to serve humans, just like its failure father, Mewtwo.”

Was that my destiny? Was I a mere pawn to be used by these humans? That could not be true. These humans did not deserve my power.

I used my psychic power to destroy the glass container, in which I was created. I evaporated the fluid and turned the cables to ash.

I sat on the pedestal that held the container, my bulb-toed feet barely touching the cool surface. I saw my reflection in the shards of glass that littered the ground.

Most of my body was black, other than the long tail that was a dark purple. I looked like the second creature from by dream, with a few differences.

Unlike that creature, I had a red crest on either of my shoulders. I knew its meaning; it meant both Alpha and Power. I was power, given living form. I was superior to these humans.

Using my telepathic power, I spoke, “What is my destiny, human? Repeat what I was created for.”

The oldest human spoke, awe covering his face. “Mewtres! I created you. I created you to serve humans,” He stepped forward and set his hand on my shoulder. “You will be a success where you’re father, Mewtwo, had failed.”

I glared at the man with my red eyes. “You are not even worthy to touch me, human.” I used my psychic power to raise him off the ground.

I moved my right hand upwards and the man rose with it. I clenched me fingers and the man’s body folded upon itself, his bones crushing and snapping loudly. I opened my fist and his body tore apart, blood raining down as body parts flew around the room. Red liquid drenched the men and women.

“Mewtres is out of control! Seize him,” one of the men shouted.

Mechanical arms and leashes grabbed me, trying to restrain me.

“You lowly humans cannot bind me!” I said, using my power to destroy the machines. I shot balls of dark energy out of my hands, destroying machines and computers. The balls of energy bore holes in the humans and massacred many.

“We sought to create the ultimate pokemon. And we succeeded.” One of the scientists said as an orb of darkness ate through his stomach.

“Well said human. Witness the power of the Ultimate Pokemon,” I said, allowing my power to be released. Black aura exploded outwards. It not only destroyed the lab, nor did it stop at leveling the building. It decimated the land on which the building was built. It created a massive crater in the vast desert area.

I stood among the destruction. I sat on the pedestal, which was on a spire of stone level with the rest of the desert. I left it alone to survey the desert.

I heard the loud clapping of a man’s hands. I turned and saw a young human beside a machine used for flight, a helicopter.

“Well done, well done. I presume you’re the creation known as Mewtres. I am Maxim, leader of Team Unity,” the young man, dressed in black, said. His red hair covered one eye and was disheveled. He was wearing a belt on his left leg, holding six red and white balls.

“Do you also wish to restrain me?”

“No, I propose a simpler solution that’ll benefit us both. If we work together, we could rule the world. No, all of creation. You have the raw power and I have the resources and political power.”

“I do not need you to rule, even though I have no intention to do so.”

“Old Giovanni said to Mewtwo, ‘A wild fire destroys everything in its path, but its power will destroy itself,’ I can help prevent this. Mewtwo accepted this offer, but Old Giovanni betrayed him. I will not betray you; I know your power. I’ve witnessed your full might just now; I know you could destroy me.”

“Pathetic human. Do you believe that was my full power? You’ve yet to witness even a hundredth my full potential.”

The man flinched, my statement catching him off guard. He understood I spoke truthfully. I was created from three of the strongest Pokemon in the world.

I stood to my full height. My eyes glowed slightly as I used my telekinetic powers to read Maxim’s mind. I witnessed every experience he ever had.

His mind told me everything I needed to know about this world. The humans captured and raised Pokemon, calling themselves Trainers. This Maxim carried with him six powerful Pokemon. His mind held information about over five hundred kinds of Pokemon.

“Well, Mewtres, will you join me? Will you be my partner?” Maxim said, oblivious to me reading his mind.

“Very well. You’ll help me focus my powers and I will help you achieve your goal for a final peace. My word is my bond,” I said to the young man.

“Then we see eye to eye,” Maxim said, turning to the helicopter. He shouted back, “Accompany me to the Kanto region, where we’ll begin you’re training.”

Mewtwo’s POV

Earlier that day

I felt a change in the atmosphere. It was slight, unnoticeable to the normal Pokemon. The clones felt the shift. I had thought it was my imagination until Gardevor asked if I had felt it.

“Yes, Gardevor, I felt it as well,” I said. She nodded and placed her hand on mine. Like all those in her species, she could feel the emotions of others. She smiled at me, telling me that nothing was wrong.

Gardevor was a child of clone Pokemon. She looked like a normal Gardevor, aside from her habit of putting her hair behind her ear, the way human girls sometimes did. She was tall for a Gardevor, standing up strait at five feet ten inches, but she was still much shorter than me, who was six feet nine inches.

I met Gardevor when I heard her shout for help as humans attacked her, nearly five years ago. The humans had captured her family and had been trying to get her as well. I intervened and brought her back to my home to recuperate.

She stayed at my home for weeks, slowly healing. I used Recover on her numerous times, but it only made her better for a short time.

When she had fully recovered, she stayed at my home, afraid to return to the wild. Some time during her stay, she had developed feelings for me. It was three years ago that she had told me that she loved me and being with me made her happy. Since that day, she stayed by my side. Being with Gardevor made me happy and calm, her love soothing my once unbearable anger.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as the phone rang. Gardevor and I had decided to reenter the world of humans. We were using many of their technology, including their phone and television, provided to us by Professor Oak.

After Oak had passed away, only his grandson Gary and Ash Ketchum, had our number.

Using a small amount of power, I activated the screen and the phone. Gary, his long red hair tied back, was looking eagerly at us. “Mewtwo are you there?”

“Yes Gary. Me and Gardevor are both here. Its not as if we have any social lives to speak of,” I said, my telepathic voice laced with annoyance.

Gardevor spoke up as well, not having seen Gary in weeks. “Oh, dear. Gary is that another scar?” She said, her psychic voice soft and full of concern.

“Yes it is. Another Scyther tried to escape. But that’s not important. I need Mewtwo to come to the lab, as soon as possible. There’s been a major problem.”

“Gardevor, could you please excuse us for a moment. I need to talk to him in private.” I said.

“She nodded and drifted off to the kitchen. Once she was gone, I put up a barrier to keep our voices minimized.

I continued talking, “What could you possibly want? You know I can’t just leave Gardevor.”

“There was a massive explosion in the Ore region. No human weapon could cause that kind of damage. We’re thinking it had to be a Pokemon.”

“So what? A Sandshrew got pissed and exploded, is that what you’re saying? Almost nothing lives there Gary” I said, unreasonably angry. I hated it when they blamed Pokemon without something to back their claims.

“Don‘t be so loud! What I’m saying is this could only have been done by a Pokemon of Lugia’s strength or greater.”

“Impossible. Lugia is asleep in the middle of the freaking ocean. Arceus isn’t even on this level of the earth; he’s up in Origin Hall. Mew is too distracted watching the Butterfree and her stupid tree. You’re not accusing me, are you Gary?” It was possible that Deoxys had caused the explosion, his power was great enough, but I thought he was still in Meteor Cavern.

“All The other’s have airtight alibis, especially Rayquaza. You’re the only legendary that no one has seen in weeks, aside from Jirachi. But he won’t be awake for another nine hundred years. You’re the only possible Pokemon with enough power.”

“That’s it Gary! I refuse to let you accuse me, when I was only taking care of Gardevor! I haven’t even left to eat in three days,” I turned to a wall with a cat door in it. “Meowth! Come here!”

The clone Meowth poked its head through the door. “Meowth?”

“Go! Explore the ruins in the Ore region. I’ll be there shortly!” I teleported the cat Pokemon to the location I read from Gary’s mind.

“Mewtwo! Don’t go! You need to come to the lab so we can figure out-” Gary’s voice cut off as I turned the phone off.

I sat on my legs in a meditative fashion. I needed to calm down.

Gardevor came in, feeling my anger and trying to soothe it. “It’ll be okay, Mewtwo. I’m feeling well enough to go to Gary’s lab. We’ll discuss the explosion there.”

I winced. “You heard that?”

“Yes I did. But I’ll explain to Gary that you’ve been here with me the entire time,” I asked Gardevor if she heard the entire conversation and she continued, “Yes, I heard you yell at Gary. But he’ll forgive you. You’re under a lot of stress, dealing with me being sick. I also heard you yell at Meowth. I asked you not to do that; even if he’s willing to follow you’re orders you shouldn’t give them. I mean, sending him to Ore? What if he got hurt?”

I smiled sadly at Gardevor. She was a lot like Mew, when she was around. They both were very motherly. Gardevor would have made a great mother, if she hadn’t met me.

“Okay, we’ll go to Gary’s lab. Then we’ll get Meowth from Ore. We’ll leave as soon as you’re ready.”