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This is my first fanfiction, so I'm really nervous how it will turn out.
As we all know, Mewtwo was created by a scientist, and since he was mistreated, only had hatred in his soul.
[SPOIL]What if he was rescued from that lab when he was still young, and taught to live as a pokemon instead?[/SPOIL]
Please read and review, all constructive suggestions are warmly welcomed!
PROLOGUE
Trailed by hunters, a pokemon ran,
To avoid falling into the clutches of one man;
Though finally succeed did its escape plan,
What was left behind will one day scourge the land…
“WEEZING, SLUDGE BOMB!”
The Weezing spat a purple sticky gob at the elusive pokemon, but the pokemon dodged it and kept flying even faster, desperate to escape the clutches of the Team Rocket admin.
Team Rocket had been tracking this pokemon for years, and after spotting it two days ago, they chased it all the way from the West Pallet Field, through the Viridian Forest and finally up Mount Silver. It had numerous cuts and bruises on its body, evidence of the fierce ongoing battles it had endured these few days against the ruthless Rocket pokemon. No matter how many pokemon it defeated, they just kept on coming like an unstoppable tidal wave, and it knew that it would surely be swept away by them if it should falter.
Weezing kept attacking furiously, spitting so many sludge bombs that they seemed to meld together to form a spout of toxic ooze. On the other hand, the pokemon flew circles around the Weezing’s attack, glowing slightly pink as though it was charging up an attack. Luck wasn’t on its side though, and it got hit by a lucky shot from the Weezing. Letting out a yelp of pain, it kept tumbling over and over again in midair until it finally crashed to the rocky ground.
“Now is our chance! Capture it!”
Hundreds of pokeballs thrown by the Rocket grunts rained down on the helpless pokemon, but before they could even touch it, the pokemon raised a shining pink barrier around itself, and the pokeballs bounced harmlessly off the barrier onto the scorched ground. Suddenly the barrier vanished, and it stood up to face the Weezing while firing off a powerful beam of energy at it. The pink beam seemed to distort the space around it, and crashed into Weezing like a ton of bricks, sending it flying over the horizon. The Weezing never stood a chance.
“Grr… It still isn’t weak enough? Goldbat, attack that pokemon now!”
A Goldbat dived towards the pokemon, and before it could raise the barrier again, the Goldbat’s wing sliced the pokemon’s tail, drawing blood. The pokemon screamed in agony and readied another attack on the Goldbat. This time a powerful blast of lightning surged towards the goldbat, frying it in mid-air before it could even dodge. Goldbat fainted instantly and was recalled by the Rocket admin into its pokeball before it fell flat onto the ground.
The pokemon’s vision was blurring, and it knew it couldn’t hold on much longer. It sent all its remaining energy into its final escape technique, Teleport. It sent out a blinding flash of light at the Rockets and their pokemon, and when they could see again, the pokemon had been long gone.
“Curses! Boss isn’t going to like this…” screamed the assistant admin in fury.
“Never mind, we got what we came for, though it’s sad to say we couldn’t get the pokemon itself. Move out and head back to base. Our job here is done.” Disgruntled at his apparent failure, the rocket admin turned around and started the long walk back to Viridian city, thinking of an excuse to shield himself from Giovanni’s imminent wrath at the next mission report.
Back at the Rocket lab, the scientists took the crimsom liquid on Goldbat’s wing, passed it through numerous tubes and flasks, and even more varieties of chemicals. Finally, they managed to extract minute amounts of DNA from the blood on Goldbat’s wing, and from that small amount, a being of ultimate power, yet possessing the most ironic fate was created…
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I am rather bogged down with projects at the moment, so I may respond a litle slow. Sorry in advance!
As we all know, Mewtwo was created by a scientist, and since he was mistreated, only had hatred in his soul.
[SPOIL]What if he was rescued from that lab when he was still young, and taught to live as a pokemon instead?[/SPOIL]
Please read and review, all constructive suggestions are warmly welcomed!
PROLOGUE
Trailed by hunters, a pokemon ran,
To avoid falling into the clutches of one man;
Though finally succeed did its escape plan,
What was left behind will one day scourge the land…
“WEEZING, SLUDGE BOMB!”
The Weezing spat a purple sticky gob at the elusive pokemon, but the pokemon dodged it and kept flying even faster, desperate to escape the clutches of the Team Rocket admin.
Team Rocket had been tracking this pokemon for years, and after spotting it two days ago, they chased it all the way from the West Pallet Field, through the Viridian Forest and finally up Mount Silver. It had numerous cuts and bruises on its body, evidence of the fierce ongoing battles it had endured these few days against the ruthless Rocket pokemon. No matter how many pokemon it defeated, they just kept on coming like an unstoppable tidal wave, and it knew that it would surely be swept away by them if it should falter.
Weezing kept attacking furiously, spitting so many sludge bombs that they seemed to meld together to form a spout of toxic ooze. On the other hand, the pokemon flew circles around the Weezing’s attack, glowing slightly pink as though it was charging up an attack. Luck wasn’t on its side though, and it got hit by a lucky shot from the Weezing. Letting out a yelp of pain, it kept tumbling over and over again in midair until it finally crashed to the rocky ground.
“Now is our chance! Capture it!”
Hundreds of pokeballs thrown by the Rocket grunts rained down on the helpless pokemon, but before they could even touch it, the pokemon raised a shining pink barrier around itself, and the pokeballs bounced harmlessly off the barrier onto the scorched ground. Suddenly the barrier vanished, and it stood up to face the Weezing while firing off a powerful beam of energy at it. The pink beam seemed to distort the space around it, and crashed into Weezing like a ton of bricks, sending it flying over the horizon. The Weezing never stood a chance.
“Grr… It still isn’t weak enough? Goldbat, attack that pokemon now!”
A Goldbat dived towards the pokemon, and before it could raise the barrier again, the Goldbat’s wing sliced the pokemon’s tail, drawing blood. The pokemon screamed in agony and readied another attack on the Goldbat. This time a powerful blast of lightning surged towards the goldbat, frying it in mid-air before it could even dodge. Goldbat fainted instantly and was recalled by the Rocket admin into its pokeball before it fell flat onto the ground.
The pokemon’s vision was blurring, and it knew it couldn’t hold on much longer. It sent all its remaining energy into its final escape technique, Teleport. It sent out a blinding flash of light at the Rockets and their pokemon, and when they could see again, the pokemon had been long gone.
“Curses! Boss isn’t going to like this…” screamed the assistant admin in fury.
“Never mind, we got what we came for, though it’s sad to say we couldn’t get the pokemon itself. Move out and head back to base. Our job here is done.” Disgruntled at his apparent failure, the rocket admin turned around and started the long walk back to Viridian city, thinking of an excuse to shield himself from Giovanni’s imminent wrath at the next mission report.
Back at the Rocket lab, the scientists took the crimsom liquid on Goldbat’s wing, passed it through numerous tubes and flasks, and even more varieties of chemicals. Finally, they managed to extract minute amounts of DNA from the blood on Goldbat’s wing, and from that small amount, a being of ultimate power, yet possessing the most ironic fate was created…
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I am rather bogged down with projects at the moment, so I may respond a litle slow. Sorry in advance!
