The Incomplete Soul Saga

Chapter 3: The road to life…

(the CLIMACTIC end to the fight, with an unbelievable ending………)

Disclaimer: I’m tired of not owning anything. It sucks Monkey choda!

Warning: Same thing as it was on the last chapter. You have been warned, so go ahead & read on.

Remember: Mewtwo’s speech are in \"~this.~\" format.


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Making an effort to get on her feet, Daisy clutched her stomach to prevent her from coughing up more blood. Her eyes were concentrated on to the freak that had managed to repeatedly, come up from the edge of defeat & returns the favor. Her breathing had started to slowly regain its composure from the Shadow Ball that Mewtwo threw to her side. The genetic monstrosity, Mewtwo, staring with his right eye only (due to the extensive damage on his left eye) wonders how could this one girl in front of him, with all the terrible things that he had unleashed to her body, still clung to the fabric of her life & continued on fighting. Shaking his head from even finding compassion for her, Mewtwo lulled his battered body to the one who had made his day, quite unordinary. “~How can you still be alive...and for what? Wanting some... thing who doesn’t want any thing to do with life? Tell me, how?~” Stuttering from the blood trickling from her mouth, the kunoichi gave her answer to her foe. “S-s-s-s—s-s-s—ss-simple. I want to find my purpose in life. I didn’t asked to live, let alone being alive. But I swore that one day, some day, I will have my purpose. And nothing will stand in way of finding it.” Startled from what she had just said, the clone widened his eye & immediately stepped back. He had thought that he was the only one who never had asked to live at all. Mewtwo had to asked one question that had plagued his mind. \"~Why do you need me?~\"

Daisy looked to the clone, wondering where this was going, but nether the less, spoke to him. \"I needed some company, & by the looks of it, you\'re the only pokemon that can talk, much less use psychic powers. Plus, you’re kinda cool looking. Even though you act like a perverted dick. Does that answer your curiosity?\" By stalling the clone, she had bought her self some time to get back some of her fighting strength & try put him out of commission. Then, she had an idea to further gain the upper hand. \"Now it\'s my turn. Why do you hate humans?\" Mewtwo had caught on to her plans to stall around to regain her strength, but he wanted her to fight him with her fullest power.

So he just went along & replied to her, \"~I was created by humans, thus making me an unnatural living thing. To them, I was just an experiment, nothing but soulless guinea pig. They never gave a damn about me, so I took thing into my own hands: by killing them all. After that, I was \'offered \' a partnership deal by the leader of Team Rocket. I began to learn the extents of my own powers & at the same time, commit acts of atrocities under his bidding. Plundering pokemon from their trainers, battling weak opponents. Most of all, murdering any one who were foolish enough to even look at me. How I was foolish, to kill so many people for an organization, for a leader that had been using me, to do his dirty little jobs. I had enough of his treachery, & so, I made my choice to escape from that filthy power hungry wolf, & never again, to be controlled by any one but myself. I too, still wander what my purpose is, just like you. But I have yet to find a way to start in the last six years...~\"

\"...\" She couldn\'t believe what he had told her. A homicidal, super powerful pokemon, searching for his purpose in life. \"I see...In that case, we\'re alike,\" her tone was in a state of remorse. The psychic on the other hand, did not liked that comment what so ever. \"Do not compare me to you, human! Now quit your stall tactics & fight, for your life depends on it. It\'s time to end this, once and for all!\" the enraged clone barked. But Daisy did not falter at all, her face had expressed with concern, concern for a pokemon unlike any other. But now, she must defeat this powerful foe, only then, she might help him find his purpose with her. Getting into a battle stance, the recovered warrior closed her eyes to hone in on the sounds of the arena, readying herself to counter any of his attacks. Mewtwo had made a different approach. Tired of using his body for the battle, he now charges up his psychic powers. His body begins to be engulfed by the same blue light that appeared from the rocky rubbles he had escaped from before. Mewtwo then puts both his hands into the direction of Daisy, preparing to launch a psychic assault. By an unseen force, the clone had fired upon a psychic attack, hitting the girl head on. the magnitude of the blast sent her straight to one the giant \'fingers\' at the edge of the island. At impact, dusts of smoke had covered the mark the attack had left. Something slumped to the ground with a dull thud. As he scanned the area of interest, Mewtwo finally found what he was looking for. The kunoichi was lying on the floor, without making a move, or breathing at all. Just as the clone was to proclaim himself the winner, even if he broke the rules of not using any pokemon attacks, couldn\'t believe his eye. Slowly moving from the ground at a painful rate, Daisy rose wobbly, blood coming from her forehead, cuts on her arms. Some more drips of blood had escaped her mouth. Barely able to get up all, she started to talk to Mewtwo.

\"I too, was a murderer, like you. But I won’t let it get to me. For I will find my purpose, even if I have to go through you!\" Mewtwo had never in his life, met some one unique, who was quite similar. His heart, wanted to stop it all & just make her head on out of here. His mind, on the other hand, had thought of many inhumane ways to get rid of her. The near dead Daisy, slowly limps her weary legs, trying to get closer to the mind distraught pokemon. Realizing that she was getting closer to him, out of sheer instincts, Mewtwo closed his eye shut & launched the only attack in his arsenal that he has known to make sure there were be no survivors: Hyper Beam. The sheer power of one of the most devastating attacks, had taken every ounce of his powers to unleash to the now doomed girl. Feeling the tremendous power making it\'s way to her, she knew at the rate, level, & incredible speed, she had no chance at all to survive such a destructive attack. Closing her eyes, Daisy had braced herself, readying for her demise. A single tear rolled down the brave girl\'s cheek, as she began to reminiscence about her whole entire life flashing before her eyes. All of this appeared for about a moment, but for the both of them, it felt like an eternity. When Mewtwo opened his eyes, he managed to open his damaged left eye. The first thing that he saw was her, & the tear that had just fallen down from her clutched eyes. For that brief moment that he saw this, he felt proud to combat against such a powerful foe. But in his heart, Mewtwo had broken down, wishing that all this had never happen. Sentencing another person to an early death, a part of his mind had suddenly began to play...

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(Flashback: 10 years ago...)

Deep within the recesses of eternal nothingness, an odd figure was coiled up in a fetal position. It was a memory of himself, very young, so alone. He started to awaken for the first time, in his sub consciousness. \"~Where am I? Who am I? What am I? What\'s those noises?~\" A flash of light starts to materialize in front of it. \"Those are words... human words...\" Frightened by the mysterious voice that had spoken to him, the young clone wanted to know what was going on. \"~Who\'s there? Where are you?~\" \"I\'m right beside you.\" Again, the same voice had directed him to look around, \'til he found the source of the voice: a little girl in a white sundress. No more than seven years old. \"I\'m human, born just like you.\" \"~A human? Then I must be human too!~\" The teal haired girl giggled in joy from his response. \"We can talk, so maybe you are human. Or maybe I\'m a pokemon.\" Curious on what she had informed him, the youngling continued on with his questions. \"~A human? A pokemon? What\'s that? Which am I?~\" \"It doesn\'t matter. We were born in the same way. All of us here was born in the same way...\"

Another scene had come into focus, pushing Mewtwo\'s memory, to a couple of minutes later. \"~Ai, why are we born?~\" \"Because there is a papa & a mama.\" \"~Do we have a papa & a mama too?~\" She paused for amoment, looking for the right answers taht won\'t hurt his feelings. \"In our case,...god, I guess.\" The word god, made the little clone wanting to know more about every thing & more. Then Ai, the little girl who had befriended him, had told him in an innocent manner, who he \'was\'. \"You\'re a strange & very wonderful pokemon.\" this took him by surprise.\"~I\'m a pokemon? Then you\'re a pokemon too, Ai?~\" \"(Giggles) No, I\'m a human. But-\" Darkness had started to crawl up once again to his world. \"~Ai? What\'s wrong? I\'m scared, I don\'t know what\'s going on. Ai? AI?~\" Then, the moment that will forever haunt his mind had started to unravel. \"I think it\'s time for us to say goodbye. Mewtwo...live, all right? I\'m sure living is wonderful.\" \"~Ai, there\'s something wrong.~\" Wiping at his face, Mewtwo saw some form of water were falling down from his cheeks. \"~What are these?~\" \"They are tears. You\'re crying.\" \"~Crying?~\" Papa said that all living things don\'t cry unless they are hurt. And the only ones who cry because they are sad humans...Mewtwo...\" \"~(Trying to stop the tears that were coming from his eyes) No... don\'t go Ai. Please stay. Don\'t leave me!~\" A sad smile was shown from Ai\'s face, wanting to comfort her sad friend who cared about her. \"Thank you...for caring about me...and don\'t cry Mewtwo. Remember, Life...is...wonderful...\" with those final words, Mewtwo\'s only friend, had died in front of him. Along with her, his happiness & ability to \'love\' another, had left. Shouting out loud, the sad little Mewtwo, still called out to Ai, wishing for her to come back, not wanting to be alone again. \"~COME BACK! AI! PLEASE DON\'T LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE AI, I DON\'T WANT TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU! AI...~\"

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Regaining himself from his own memory, Mewtwo had still noticed his Hyper Beam was continuing to move to it\'s target. Wandering what shall he do, the clone had his mind jumbled up in confusion. Out of the blue, an image that will decide his & her fate, appeared in front of him: Ai\'s image. \"~AI?~\" \"Mewtwo...remember... life is...wonderful...\" Tears that hadn\'t shed in ten years had returned to bring him to his heart. Suddenly, he noticed now that he can still stop his assault, but at the price of his life. It will worth it, any thing, for Ai. At the last possible moment before the Hyper Beam had hit it\'s mark, the psychic clone called upon every single thread of his powers to do the unthinkable. He would attempt to split the attack & divert it away from the red haired girl, thus leaving her unharmed at all. Unleashing his full power, Mewtwo had tried to move his hands away, trying to rip the awesome power he had unleashed. The plan seemed easier said than done, as he struggled with all his might to divert it through the middle. Every ounce his strength, every single drop of blood escaping from his wounds had exhausted him to the brink of unconsciousness. But he won\'t let anything stop him from correcting his mistake. At the top of his lungs, Mewtwo shouted out loud from the depths of his lungs to further motivate his attempt to avert his own Hyper Beam away,

\"~AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!~\"

Hearing him shout out someone, Daisy had opened her eyes, only to see & feel the incredible golden light of her demise. But then, as if by kind of miracle, the attack had suddenly began to split itself from the very core. Very close to actually making contact, he had done accomplished the impossible & averted his attack in mid assault. She couldn\'t believe what had just happened, one second, she was going to die, the next, she was spared. A thought had occurred to her: Mewtwo. Looking in his direction, she noticed that he had just done something she guessed he wouldn\'t had done, sparring her life. The diverted two halves of the attack had still kept on going, hitting through the walls of the caves. Even so hitting the cavern structures, with so much power that Mewtwo had unleashed, the Hyper Beam(s) continued on breaking through everything in it\'s way. Breathing very heavily, Mewtwo scanned the island to see if the girl was still alive, even if she was still in fighting condition. Sure enough, Daisy stood there, much to his relief, but baffled to his sudden change of heart. Knowing that she was safe, the genetic clone took a sudden turn for the worst, by coughing up large amounts of blood. His vision had begun to blacken in & out, his body could no longer continue to support himself from the fight any more. As his legs buckled to stand his weary self, he knew that he had just lost the fight, & worst, his own life. Mewtwo finally gave in to collapsing to the ground, the last thing that he saw was her, the one person who had beaten him, fair & square The only one he knew, was almost like him, wanting to find a purpose in life. \"~Too bad I won\'t be around to see how this will all end.....~\"But when he felt something else hitting him, to his surprise, he had not fallen onto the cold, dusty ground. But onto something...warm. He slowly brought one of eyes to see what was going on. He saw that he was caught, being held up, by none other than Daisy herself. \"Hey there. Still want to go at it?\" she smirked with some joy. To his dismay, Mewtwo did the one thing that he thought was not right for him, but he felt if it was the right thing to do. \"~No...I can no longer continue on with the fight, therefore, I, Mewtwo concede. You have proven to be the better... person.~\" Filled with such glee, Daisy hugged the tired & near dead pokemon very tight, making him winch in pain. \"Oh, sorry, sorry. I\'m just so happy! Ahem. Now, if I remembered our deal, winner takes all, correct?\" \"~...Yes. what would my fate be, since it is in your hands now. And as such. I will honor the deal & choice that you beseech upon me?~\"

With a gentle smile, Daisy replied to Mewtwo. \"Anything?\" \"~...Yes.~\" Looking at the now docile pokemon, she nudged her head to his head. Getting his attention, he looked up, only to receive the most shocking thing he had ever got. As soon as he did, she gave him a soft quick kiss to his lips. Mewtwo now, couldn\'t believe that this was happening. When she stopped kissing him, Daisy spoke to her baffled foe. From now on, at least for a good while, you are hereby, my responsibility as my first pokemon. But (cough) I want you to be my partner. No lie, no betrayals, just you & me. What do you say,...partner?\" \"~...I hope you know what you are doing...partner...~\"

Before Daisy could celebrate her victory, both knew what she had to do in order to seal the deal: she had to capture him with her poke ball. \" I know you won\'t like this, but bear with me here. \"The clone didn\'t budged at all. \"~I understand what you have to do, but don\'t keep me in that infernal contraption for too long.~\" With a swift kick to the ground, she brought up her poke ball to her head. Balancing the device as if she were a trained sea lion, the girl tilted her head down. As the poke ball descended, it had rolled onto, gently hitting the psychic clone. In a flash of red lights, the large & powerful pokemon, had vanished into the poke ball. Dropping onto the ground, the now occupied device wobbled around for a about three seconds, then a ping sound had announced itself from the poke ball. Mewtwo, the 150th pokemon, the mysterious super powerful psychic, created from the DNA of the elusive phantom pokemon, Mew, has been finally caught. Overwhelming tears of joy had filled the kunoichi\'s face, as she succeeded in capturing her first pokemon. \" I did it, I have my very first pokemon! Now with Mewtwo by my side, I am one step closer to be the best trainer ever!\" But before she could reach down to her poke ball to bring out her new partner out, a sudden dizzy spell had blurred her vision. Noticing the effects from the blood lost due to the brawl she had with Mewtwo, Daisy\'s body had begun to shut down. The last thing that she could do before going unconscious, was to grab her poke ball...

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Something felt like as though she was no longer in a cold, dark & dank area. Much rather, fresh air & trees rustling from the light winds? The red head stirred from her state of \'sleep\' only to see that indeed, she was no longer in that dreadful cave, but out in the open fields. A thought had occurred to her. \"Was it all just a dream? The fight, the cave... Mewtwo?\" Panicking to find her poke ball, Daisy notices that her jacket & her duffle bag were next to her, also, her skirt had some what disappeared. \"If it wasn\'t for me to still wear these bicycle shorts, I would’ve screamed bloody mary that my unmentionables were in public view.\" By gazing at the horizon, it seemed to be either dusk or dawn. Slowly, Daisy staggered to get on feet in order to reach into her bag. There were her skirt, a bit dirty, but there none the least. When she finally fished out her poke ball, she discovered that it was empty. Realizing that it was probably all just a dream, her world came crumbling down into a pile of broken hopes. Before she had the chance to shed a tear, some smoke had found it\'s way to her nose, diverting her attention to the back of her. When the red head had turned around, she gazed to see some type of structure on fire, although the fire was subsiding. \"Wonder what had happened to that, thing?\'\' \"~That thing was once,... an ambulance van. I guess my driving skills are still a little bit rusty. Pallet Town has very little shops, but now is not the time to be picky for supplies.~\" Literately scared out of her wits, Daisy jumped out on to her feet to see who had said that. It was a tall figure, shrouded in a large ragged brown cloak. And on it\'s sides, were bags & by the looks of it, supply bags. As the figure placed the bags in front of the scared girl, it decided to remove the top of the hood, revealed to Daisy that it was none other than Mewtwo. His left eye was some how okay, but now, he has a vertical scar across his eye, forever marked onto him. \"Mewtwo?\" \"~Yeah?~\"

With all her might, she ran to the clone, & immediately hugged him for all his worth. The same tears of joy had made it\'s way onto the psychic, who had started to panic as he was being hugged again. \" Thank you...Hey! How did you & I had gotten out of the creepy cave?\" \"~Like I said before, I can\'t stand being inside a poke ball. After a little rest, from my slight snafu, I manage to escape from that damn thing. I noticed that you were out from exhaustion, so, I...~\"Placing her finger to his lips, she interrupted him.\"(Shush) Again, thank you Mewtwo.\" \"~... Uh...o...kay...what now?~\" At that point, Daisy pulled herself away from him, wiping off her tears & clearing her throat, \"I ... want to take on the Pokemon League challenge & test my skills as a pokemon trainer.\" This had not bode well to Mewtwo, as he made a sarcastic remark. \"~Well that\'s original, someone wanting to be the best pokemon trainer ever. And let me guess, you have what it takes to be that damn good.~\" Those were fightin\' words for the now tensed up red head. \" I see that my ass kicking still haven\'t gotten through your perverted egotistical head, huh?\" \"~I am not a pervert!~\" Oh? Then how come you went for my breasts? Curiosity? Or the truth is that you needed to get your filthy perverted fix on a helpless girl?\" \"~Don\'t you start on that again! you know damn well that it was you who made the move on me.~\" \"What did you say, pervert? \"

As the two are now bickering as if it were a lover\'s quarrel, both won\'t know what will their fate be, but at least for now, each aren\'t alone any more...

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\"This is the 8 o\' clock news. I\'m Ilene Anya, filling in for Bob Lablaw. Just in the early morning around 2:30 A.M, an ambulacne was stolen from the Cerulean Municipal Hospital. There was only one witness, Bubba Douglas. But due to his memory relapse: he couldn\'t specificly described the suspect/s whatsoever. But he did remembered something on the back of the suspect, a fairly large & odd backpack. Police are investigating the situation, but so far, no known motives are shown. In other news, reports of golden streaming lights from the Mt Moon region had scientists from many parts of the country gather to uncover the undetermined lights. And now on to the weather...\"

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There was one question that she had forgotten to ask: Why was there an ambulance van on fire? Simple, First,Mewtwo took the unconscious Daisy on his back to Cerulaen City, a fifty mile flight. After being worn out from the fight earlier,the clone found the hospital, only to remamber that he stillhates people. Especially people in white coats. Taking a moment to figure out his alternative plan, he caught a glimpse of an unused ambulance next to the trauma center,& stole it. He originally wanted to go to Wharf Village: he thought at the time that it was a good idea. (the harbor point to New Island) But due to his rather physical design (six foot seven), he had one hell of a hard time driving. Much worse, it was a stick shift type van. Not to mention, watching over his paitent with his tail tending to her wounds. After more than three hundred miles, and six hours straight of doing three things at the same time while reserving his energy, the ambulance had run out of gas, & stopped in the middle of Route 1. Furious at an inferior mode of transportation vehicle, the perturbed psychic carried out the \'sleepy\' girl, along with her belongings & some medical necessities out to safe distance. After he had that, he mustered all of his frustration & unleashed a powerful Psychic, ripping apart the now useless machine. But he forgot one mistake: he didn\'t turn off the ignition switch, thus the battery was still working. The friction on the metal frame had opened up the fuel pump: which had some gas. Quickly, the van suddenly just, combusted. In one word, Mewtwo had spoke for his error. \"~Shit...~\"


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Coming up next, Chapter 4: Start Again...( A whole new beginning for the both of them. Will it start off in a good way? Or, will there be some issues that needs to be resolved?)

P.S/ Thanks to KOKOWA DOKODA 2005 for the transcripts of the radio drama \"The Birth of Mewtwo\" & to my niece, Brianna. She made me realize what I had needed to fill on some of the blanks that were originally, on this chapter.