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Two Hearts, One Destiny- A Retelling of BTW	By : MysticMewtwo Category: Pokemon > General Views: 1573 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The incandescent glow of the pale winter moon streamed through the glass panes. Its ghostly sheen reflected off the floor and painted the walls, partially illuminating the room. It was both ethereal and eerie as it created a world of light and darkness existing in the same space.
A pile of splintered wood in one corner was the remains of what was once a chair. Giovanni would be angry that he broke it, but Mewtwo did not care. He had bigger problems.
Shrouded in the shadows, he lay curled up on his side in the bed, glowering at the wall. In his short life, he had never felt more humiliated and defeated than he did now. He ran the events of the day in his mind over and over repeatedly, but one glaring fact remained.
It was a human who had disarmed him. A human with powers suspiciously like a Pokémon's, but a human nevertheless. He still wondered if it was all some sort of elaborate illusion. Perhaps maybe he was actually starting to lose his sanity.
One thing was certain, however. She had to go. She could not stay. He needed to get rid of her as fast as he possibly could. He did not know exactly how at the moment, but he would take any opportunity that presented itself to him.
Mewtwo felt his eyelids begin to grow heavy. Maybe he would actually get some rest tonight. His sleep cycles were virtually nonexistent. There were most nights where he did not sleep at all.
He would usually lie awake all night staring at the wall as he contemplated the future. Lately, everything had come to a grinding halt. It was like he was going nowhere fast.
He was terribly unhappy with the situation. He still was without a purpose and thus beginning to feel hopelessly lost. He was not sure how much longer he could hold out. There must be more to life than this.
His eyes finally slid closed and he dozed off. As he slept, his subconscious worked to at last free a long forgotten memory buried deep within its confines. He found himself to be the equivalent of five years old again. He remembered his powers awakening fully for the first time.
His mind had reached out and touched another's.
Who am I? Where am I?
Hello? Who's there?
That voice! No... It was impossible... It could not be the same. It could not be... her...
Who are you? his child version asked.
My name is Kikara, came the young woman's gentle voice, What's your name?
Kikara...
I do not know... Do I have one?
Where are you?
She had been so concerned for someone she did not know or could even see...
I do not know... Where are you?
I am in Saffron City.
It was her...
Are you an angel? You sound nice.
He was not sure what had prompted him to ask that question, but maybe because he felt like she was an other worldly being with her kindness. Then just as suddenly as they linked, she was gone, or perhaps he left. He could not remember what happened afterwards. There was still another large block in his memory.
She was the first human to care about him...
Mewtwo abruptly snapped open his eyes and sat up. He felt something he had never experienced before. There was a gut-wrenching pain in his stomach like he had been punched.
A heavy weight settled around his heart and his chest seized up. He felt an immense pressure and found he could not take a deep breath.
What was this emotion? It threatened to tear him apart. He felt... shame, regret and remorse.
Was it... guilt? Did he feel guilty for what he had done to her? A human?
Impossible. Mewtwo huffed to himself and tried to ignore it as he laid down again. He did not know how much time had passed, but the feeling continued to stay with him. It would not leave him be.
He gave a heavy sigh and closed his eyes as he reflected inwardly. He did feel guilty. He did regret his actions.
If he was to give himself peace, he knew what he must do. Would she forgive him? There was only one way to find out.
Ki felt herself being pulled out of a sound sleep. She slowly became aware of someone shaking her awake. The push on her shoulder was not rough, but it wasn't exactly gentle either.
At first, she groggily turned away and put her head under the pillow. She'd forgotten where she was.
"Go away, Sabrina," she groaned, her voice muffled, "It's too early."
He was almost amused at her response. He wondered if this was the same Sabrina she mentioned earlier. He would have to ask later.
Kikara, wake up, he nudged her again.
Ki's eyes instantly flew open. That was definitely not Sabrina's voice.
She sat up in bed and nearly screamed upon laying eyes on the six foot seven Pokémon that stood looming over her. She took a gasping breath as her heart pounded in her chest. He was the last thing she expected to see in her room in the middle of the night.
Mewtwo?! she rasped, in disbelief, What...?
She stopped abruptly as she met his gaze. His eyes no longer held the malice she had seen in them before when he looked at her. They almost could pass for gentle even. There was a complete change in his demeanor. In fact, he seemed beaten.
What's wrong? she asked, softly, now concerned.
He hesitated briefly. It appeared he was struggling internally with something. Finally, he spoke.
I... I did not mean to disturb you, he began, haltingly, I only came because I wanted to tell you I deeply regret my actions towards you.
In the middle of the night? However, Ki found she couldn't be cross with him. She recognized he was trying his best to apologize. It appeared he didn't know how.
Mewtwo, I think the words you are searching for is 'I am sorry', she offered, gently.
He nodded his head.
Yes, you are right, he agreed, I am sorry.
She smiled warmly at him. This was a side of him she hoped to see more of. She sensed he did have a good heart, but it was locked tight in shadow. He was suffering greatly, but it only strengthened her desire more to help him.
It would be difficult, however. She could tell he did not open up easily and was naturally suspicous. He had a need to question everything from what she had gathered so far, but she would not let it deter her.
You are forgiven, she assured.
She thought she detected a hint of a smile on his lips, but she couldn't be sure.
Mewtwo felt the weight on his heart lift and the pressure on his chest ease at her words. The guilt had finally released its hold on him. He was a little more at peace now.
You are as kind as I remember you, he complimented.
Ki started in surprise, and confusion, at this revelation. How was it even possible he could have existing memories of her? They have never crossed paths until now.
I... don't understand, she faltered, How do you know me?
When I was still on New Island, he disclosed, I was young and my powers were fully awakening for the first time. My consciousness sought out anything that felt familiar.
I finally found a young girl, he continued, She answered me. She was kind to me. I asked her her name and she told me it was Kikara.
Mewtwo looked pointedly at her then, his amethyst eyes staring into her soul.
That is you, is it not? he alleged.
Are you an angel?
Ki could hear his small voice again in her mind as the memory came crashing down on her like a tidal wave. She could feel her eyes suddenly stinging with tears. She couldn't believe he was the same "little boy" who had contacted her and then vanished all those months ago. What were the chances?
I remember a little boy, who I believed at the time was in trouble, she whispered, He called me an angel. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me.
He had never seen a human cry before, so he was not quite sure how to react. He felt awkard, to say the least.
You are welcome, he simply said.
She hastily wiped her eyes and took a deep breath as she composed herself. She noticed his uneasy expression and felt contrite.
I am sorry, she apologized, quietly, I shouldn't have burdened you with my problems.
He tilted his head quizzically to one side. He reminded her of Mew when he did this and she suddenly began feeling homesick.
Why do you think this way? he inquired.
He finally had grabbed a chair and sat straddling it.
My life, Mewtwo, was, and still is, not typical of normal human beings, she sighed, I should not possess the powers I have, but I do. It has not been easy.
I was abandoned at the age of two, she continued, I just appeared on the Saffron City Gym's doorstep knowing nothing but my name and a few fuzzy memories of my past. Sabrina, the gym leader, took me in and raised me as her own. When she discovered I had these powers, she trained me to control them, but I still struggled. I was a freak to everyone else.
She locked her eyes with his. Those deep emerald pools was like staring into a reflection of his own pain. He suddenly realized they may have more in common than he ever thought.
I have been where you are, she added, her voice softer, I have struggled with finding my own path, but then I had someone very special come into my life. She didn't just teach me how to harness and grow my powers. She taught me to believe in myself.
I miss her, and Sabrina, a lot right now, she confessed, But I am here because I want to be. I want to help you, Mewtwo. I want to teach you to believe in yourself. You have so much more potential than you know.
He was quiet for a few minutes as he processed all this. She had found her purpose. Maybe she could help him finally find his. Giovanni certainly did not seem to want him to.
Do you believe in me? Mewtwo finally asked.
Ki gave him a soft smile. It seemed he was warming up to her.
Yes, I do, she asserted.
Then, I accept, he confirmed.
I know this won't be easy for you, but I need you to be able to trust me, she requested, Do you think you can do that?
He hesitated. Though he was starting to like her, his trust in humans was still shaky at best. Putting his trust in Giovanni had essentially led him nowhere.
However, Ki demonstrated a level of trust in him by sharing her life with him. Perhaps he could learn to as well.
Yes, he finally agreed.
Good, she acknowledged, We'll start in the morning. Right now, I think it's best that we both get some sleep.
Sleep... right. Mewtwo was not sure what it felt like to truly have a real night's rest anymore. If his own thoughts did not keep him up, the nightmares would.
At least try, she implored, gently, as if reading his mind.
I make no promises, he answered, But, I will try.
She smiled warmly at him. Her kindness was infectious and he found himself actually cracking a smile of his own.
Good night, Mewtwo, she bade him.
This time it was genuine. There was no spitefulness behind it.
Good night, Kikara, he returned.
He stood to his feet then and his body began to glow white. In a brilliant flash of light, he disappeared from her room, using teleport.
Ki gave a weary sigh and lay down in the bed again, her head nestled in the pillow. She would be tired when morning would come finally, but this had been worth losing a little sleep over. She felt she had made real progress with Mewtwo tonight in many unexpected ways. She hoped tomorrow would be just as promising.
She turned on her side and closed her eyes, eventually falling asleep once more.
Upon returning to his room, he promptly sank down on the bed. He was feeling exhausted all of a sudden. It seemed the weeks of sleepless nights were finally catching up to him.
This had been an interesting day, to say the least. Mewtwo never thought he would make friends with a human, but Kikara was different. His relationship with Giovanni was strictly business, but it seemed like she was the one who truly understood him.
Her encouragement had given him something he never had before, a sense of hope.
Come morning, he would start his new training. Would he be ready to accept her teachings? Could he trust her as he promised?
He would certainly try his best. He did want to find his own path, just as she had found hers. He only need to believe in himself.
Mewtwo was unable to keep his eyes open any longer. He laid down finally, and for the first time in a long time, he fell into a restful slumber.
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