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Two Hearts, One Destiny- A Retelling of BTW	By : MysticMewtwo Category: Pokemon > General Views: 1573 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Ki. I do not own Pokemon and I make no money from this story.

Chapter List
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The rest of the year passed a little more slowly. Christmas came and went, as did the New Year. Snow buried the Kanto region like a thick, fluffy white blanket. Winter had officially settled in deep once again.
Ki's encounter with the little boy faded from the surface over time, but he never left her memory. He stayed in a place deep within her subconscious, waiting for when the time was right to rise again.
It was on an early February afternoon that her life would be forever changed.
She had never known when her exact birth date was. It was Sabrina that suggested they celebrate on the day she came into the older Psychic's life. They did this every year, and this year Mew would be a part of it.
Ki was excited to show the Pokémon what people did at birthdays since Mew didn't understand the concept. There were streamers, balloons, hats and Sabrina was baking her favorite cake. It was a white cake base with chocolate buttercream frosting.
Ablaze with nineteen candles, she carried the cake to their dining table and set it in front of the young woman. Ki's smile became a full on grin as she made a secret wish. After a moment, she proceed to blow out all the candles.
As Sabrina began to sing "Happy Birthday", Ki felt a long forgotten, but familiar, ache in her head. She screwed her eyes shut tightly as the pain grew worse.
No... Not now. This can't be happening now. Please...
The words became white noise, fading into the background. Images began flashing rapidly behind her closed eyelids. There was too many bombarding her all at once to focus on any of them, except one.
It was the lab on New Island.
Ki screamed and crumpled to the ground, grabbing her head in agony. This one was so much different than the others in the past had been. A powerful essence was colliding with her own.
Ki!
Mew, and Sabrina, immediately moved forward to assist her. A purple aura suddenly emitted from the young woman's body and surrounded her like a burning fire. A blast of psychic energy burst forth and knocked both of them away.
Ki! Sabrina yelled, What the hell are you doing?!
That won't help, Mew scolded, She can't control what's happening. She's terrified. She's at its mercy.
They couldn't get close enough to her with the psychic barrier in place. Ki lay in a fetal position on the floor, tears streaming down her face.
Stop... she whimpered, Stop... please... Mewtwo.
Mewtwo? Mew repeated, surprised, It's alive? Ki, what do you see?
The young woman struggled to lift her head and opened her eyes. They glowed faintly with a purple hue. Her gaze towards the pink Pokémon was pleading.
Make it stop, she whispered, Mew... help...
Her head dropped suddenly and she was still. Mew frantically tried to reach her, but it was no use. The barrier was almost impossible to penetrate.
Ki! she cried out, desperately.
The young woman, however, could not hear her. She had slipped far beyond unconsciousness as the nightmare unfolded that she was helpless to watch.
I remember something... someone... Life is wonderful, but... Why?
One amethyst purple eye slowly cracked open, taking in the world around him. He was in an amber colored liquid surrounded by glass. Bubbles of oxygen floated from the bottom and up over his head. There was something else he couldn't quite make out.
Where... am I?
He blinked and the blurry images beyond the glass became clearer. There were other tanks like his, except they were all empty. Humans dressed in white coats milled around the laboratory like a Beedrill hive. There were a few standing near him.
He nearly recoiled in shock.
This... this is not the same. Was everything before just a dream? Why...?
The scene faded from his vision as his eye closed and he felt sleepy again. Instead of succumbing to it, however, he decided to fight it.
A nearby monitor spiked abruptly in detecting the Pokémon's brain activity. The scientist manning the station quickly alerted Dr. Fuji.
"Doctor, you need to come look at this," the woman urged.
"What is it?" he asked, walking over to the monitor.
"It's Mewtwo's brain waves," she told him, "They're surging."
There ensued a mild panic. After losing their other clones early in the project, they could not afford to lose this one too. They almost had before.
Dr. Fuji knew Giovanni would have his head if he didn't manage to save the Mew clone.
Those voices... they're outside. Where I must be.
Mewtwo opened both of his eyes this time and they took on a blue hue as he tried to break free of his prison. The psychic energy glowed from his body inside the tube. The glass creaked and crackled before finally bursting forth in a violent explosion.
The Pokémon sat in a heap in the middle of the ruined tank, as the liquid cascaded off his head and shoulders. His eyes were shut tight against the sudden light in the room. He was within inches of jagged pieces of glass capable of causing serious harm should he make a wrong move.
"Radio Giovanni's helicopter!" someone shouted, "Tell him what's happened!"
"Quiet!" Dr. Fuji reprimanded, "Let us hear its awesome Psychic powers."
Mewtwo opened his eyes and lifted his head to level his gaze with the doctor. He stared confused at him. Was the human talking about him?
Psychic... powers? he spoke for the first time.
"For years we struggled to successfully clone a Pokémon to prove our theories true," Dr. Fuji explained, "You're the first speciman to survive."
He gestured to a framed picture on the far wall. Mewtwo turned his head slightly to see what the human wanted him to look at. It was a crude ancient drawing depicting the Pokémon Mew.
"That is Mew, the rarest of all Pokémon," Fuji continued, "From its DNA, we created you; Mewtwo."
What? Is that who he was? Just a reflection? A replica? A nobody?
What an awful way to live knowing he had no identity of his own.
Mewtwo? the Psychic Pokémon questioned, despairingly, Am I only a copy? Nothing but Mew's shadow?
"You are greater than Mew," Dr. Fuji disputed, "Improved through the power of human ingenuity. We used the most advanced techniques to develop your psychic powers."
A science experiment then. A plaything, a toy. An object created through artificial means and brought to life, all for the humans pleasure.
So, I am simply the end result of your experiment, Mewtwo spat, dryly, What becomes of me now that your experiment is over?
"Oh, our experiment isn't over yet," the doctor answered, gleefully, "Now the serious testing begins."
As all the scientists began congratulating each other on a job well done, they were oblivious to Mewtwo's growing anger. He stared forcefully at his hands and then clenched them together tightly.
These humans cared nothing for him. To them, he had no feelings. He was not a living creature with thoughts and reasoning.
He was not his own... Person? Pokémon? What the hell was he?
If life was wonderful, this was not the life he deserved to live.
This cannot be my destiny! he stated, vehemently.
His entire body suddenly became engulfed in a blue aura and surged with a raw psychic energy far beyond anyone's comprehension.
Completely caught off guard, Dr. Fuji and his team were pummeled by the ensuing blast. From their standpoint, the Pokémon had gone insane. It was out of control.
Mewtwo's anger was so great it had overtaken his heart. He felt no compassion, no remorse, as he lay destruction to the lab. In his mind, these humans must be punished for their horrible deeds, his mistreatment.
He would show them he was more than just a stupid science project.
Injured and dazed, Dr. Fuji stared in bewilderment as a fire ravaged the remains of his laboratory. He was in awe and terror of the magnitude of this Pokémon's power. It was a monster. What had they done?
Mewtwo approached the scientist, telekinetically parting the curtain of flames in front of them. He floated menancingly above the terrified human. They locked eyes briefly and Dr. Fuji saw the soulessness behind them.
The Pokémon then began to gather all of his strength for one final assault.
"We dreamed of creating the world's strongest Pokémon... and we succeeded," was Dr. Fuji's last words.
The entire lab then exploded as Mewtwo leveled it to the ground. The fire continued to rage around him as he stood admist the rubble, but he was unfazed in the least. He instead stared scornfully down at the now mangled frame holding the picture of the ancient Mew.
Behold my power, I am the strongest Pokémon in the world, he declared, Stronger even than Mew.
The sound of a helicopter hovering overhead caught his attention as it landed on the island nearby. Mewtwo turned his head to look behind him. He watched warily as a man walked towards him through the smoke.
Upon his first glimpse of the Pokémon, Giovanni was thrilled. He had seen everything from above in the helicopter before making his next move. Mewtwo was vunerable and would be guillable enough to listen to anything he said.
"Those fools thought you were a science experiment," Giovanni began, "But I... I see you as a valuable partner."
Partner? Mewtwo repeated, confused.
Was it possible? Could he really be equal to the humans and not be treated like an outcast? An abomination?
Giovanni smiled sinsterly. It was going much better than he had planned. He would have it eating out of his hand in no time.
"With your psychic powers and my resources, together we could control the world," he continued.
Mewtwo almost laughed. The very idea he needed a human to help him conquer the world. It was unfathomable.
Did he not know who he was dealing with? He was the strongest Pokémon in the world.
I do not need your help for that, human, was his scornful reply.
Giovanni was prepared. He had a feeling it might say that. He gestured to the burning remains of the lab around them.
"A wildfire destroys everything in its path," he explained, "It'll be the same with your powers unless you learn to control them. I can help you do that."
Now Mewtwo was interested.
Glancing around, he did realize that perhaps he did require some finesse. Yes, he was strong, but he was completely unaware of just how dangerous he actually was without any sort of knowledge as to what his powers were. If this human was offering to help, perhaps he could trust him.
How? Mewtwo asked.
"I will show you a way to focus your powers that will make you invincible," Giovanni replied.
Mewtwo was steadily growing impatient. Humans talked way too much.
Show me, he demanded.
Giovanni grinned maliciously. Mission accomplished. He then escorted the Pokémon to his helicopter and they took off for the Team Rocket secret base tucked away hidden in the mountains outside of Viridian City.
Ki let out a soft moan and her eyelids slowly fluttered open. Her surroundings came into focus as she blinked away the blurriness in her green eyes. She discovered she was in her room in her own bed.
She frowned in confusion. How did she end up here?
The last thing she remembered was being at her birthday party and blowing out the candles on her cake. Sabrina was singing "Happy Birthday"... Suddenly, a flood of jumbled and hazy images came rushing back to Ki.
The New Island lab... Mewtwo... It, no, he was alive. He had survived where the others had not, but he was in pain. Something had happened to him, but there was an unexplainable block in her memory.
She couldn't recall the events to mind, but she could still feel his pain, his loneliness, his rejection. This is the outcome she had feared all along.
She dropped her head in her hands and quietly began to cry.
Mew, who had been sleeping at her side, woke the moment Ki roused. The tiny cat Psychic nuzzled into the young woman's chest comfortingly as she sobbed.
Ki, what's wrong? she asked, worriedly, Why are you crying so?
Ki was unable to answer for a few moments, but finally her tears began to slow. She sniffled and used the bedsheet to wipe her face dry. She then pulled Mew into a tight hug.
Thank you, and Sabrina, for being there when I needed you most, she whispered, I don't know what my life would be like now if you hadn't.
You're welcome, Mew replied, We both love you very much, but what exactly is this all about? What happened to you earlier? Even I was scared.
Ki heaved a deep sigh and began to piece together her memory. Her eyes shone with tears once again.
It was not a vision this time, she told her, I think I might have actually tapped into Mewtwo's mind, but briefly.
It was long enough, however, she hoped it never happened again. She would lose her own mind if she had to endure that much darkness, and her heart.
So, it is alive, Mew mulled, Do you know where it is now?
Ki shook her head sadly.
I have no idea, she confessed, He could be anywhere.
No, wait. There was something. The memory was fuzzy, but it was clear enough she could tell exactly who the person was that was with Mewtwo before she had woken up.
No no no no...
Mew, we have to find him! she exclaimed, without warning, We have to find him now!
She struggled to untangle herself from the bedsheets and, in the process, fell out of the bed. It was one of Mew's bubbles that saved her from an unpleasant drop to the ground. Ki's eyes were lit with a determination the Pokémon had never seen before.
Ki, calm down, she reprimanded, What is so urgent that we find Mewtwo in such a hurry?
Because he is with Giovanni, Ki insisted, There could be serious trouble.
This was unsettling news. If the Team Rocket leader was already in possession of the Pokémon, things could get ugly real quick. There was no telling what that man was planning.
Do you have any idea where to start searching? Mew questioned, We're looking for a needle in a hackstack here.
Ki felt a heavy weight on her heart as the fire abruptly died within her. She realized the Pokémon was right. Giovanni could have gone virtually anywhere to hide Mewtwo.
Their efforts would be in vain if they didn't know where to begin.
No, I don't, she responded, deflatedly.
Mew affectionately touched the young woman's cheek as a tear began to slide down.
Then be patient, she advised, Don't give up hope. He will turn up sooner or later.
Ki began to feel a little better at her encouragement. She must be vigilant. She had to remain calm about the situation.
There was nothing she could do at this point. The best course of action was to be still and wait.
Her patience would pay off sooner rather than later.
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