#perfectclone

Hm ..i have an idea..

2. nightmare where that character is trying to hurt you somehow

There Were Some Situations You Never Knew You Were Afraid To Be In Until You Already Were, And He Could Never Have Imagined Such A Horrible Scene As This One.

HQ Was Gone, Broken Pieces Of What Used To Be His Beloved Home Lay Scattered All Around The Hill That Once Occupied The Rockets’ Hiding Place, The Only Thing That Remained Of The Organisation Were A Few Lower Floors That Hadn’t Been Sent Flying, Although The Cracked Pieces Of Walls And Floors Didn’t Make It Look Very Fortunate. The Place He Had Once Thought Of As The One Place He Belonged Had Been Turned Into A Wasteland Right Before The Feline’s Eyes, One Minute There Was A Building Like Any Other Day And The Next Thing He Knew The Whole Structure Had Been Swallowed In A Sickeningly Bright Light And Sent Flying In All Directions.

Meowth Could Do Nothing But Watch On In Horror, He Wanted To Look Somewhere Else And Have It All Go Back To Normal As If He’d Imagined The Whole Thing, But He Couldn’t Tear His Gaze Away From The Smouldering Remains Of His Home, His Friends, His Family, Gone. It Felt Like He Watched The Ruins For Hours Before He Managed To Make A Move, Stirring From His Shocked Position And Choking Out A Quiet “No”. It Didn’t Matter How Many Times He Repeated The Word, Or The Loud Shout He Was Able To Get His Voice To, The Scene Before Him Remained Exactly The Same.

He Started Shakily Towards The Building, Thinking Perhaps He Could Salvage Something Of The Place, Find Someone Who Knew What Had Happened Maybe – And That Was Just What He Found As Something Took Hold Of His Paw As He Walked. The Cat Gasped Quietly As He Looked Back, Greeted By The Sight Of The Same Legendary He’d Met A Few Times Before Holding Onto His Paw, The Same Blank Unamused Expression On His Face. “You Mustn’t Go, It’s Not Safe” Came The Deep Voice From The Pokemon, Although Meowth Never Saw His Mouth Move.

“But-” His Breath Hitched Slightly, Pointing Weakly Back To The Wreckage “I Gotta Find Out What Happened, I-” He Was Cut Off By The Other, Who Started Trying To Gently Pull The Smaller Pokemon Back Towards Him “There’s Nothing You Can Do, It’s Too Late Now”. Those Words Sank The Poor Pokemon’s Heart Faster Than The Saint Anne, He Shook His Head In Denial And Continued Pointing Back To What Was Left Of HQ “I Gotta Look For Somebody, Dere Has Ta Be Somebody Left”. His Pleas For Hope Fell On Deaf Ears, Mewtwo Offered Nothing More Than A Simple Shake Of His Head And A Calm “They’re Gone, All Of Them”.

It Was All Too Much For The Scratch Cat, Just This Morning He Had Everything Anyone Could Ever Hope For And Now It Was All Gone, He Couldn’t Imagine A Life Without Team Rocket, He Didn’t Want To, But As The Reality Started To Sink In He Couldn’t Keep From Crumpling To The Ground. His Legs Gave Out From Under Him As He Started To Choke On Sobs, Held Up Only By The Paw That The Psychic Type Still Had A Tight Grip On.

He Made No Attempt To Break Free Of The Legend’s Grasp, But Found Himself Suddenly Heaved Up From The Ground, He Tried To Get Back To His Feet As He Assumed This Was What Mewtwo Had Intended To Do But Instead He Just Kept Rising Until His Paws Couldn’t Reach The Ground Anymore. All Of A Sudden The Hold On His Paw Seemed A Little Too Tight And He Glanced At Mewtwo With Large, Confused And Teary Eyes, Met Only With An Unmistakably Cold Gaze.

He Opened His Mouth To Ask Something But The Words Died In His Throat As The Other Pokemon Began To Glow A Sinister Red Aura. “You Rockets Sicken Me” Came The Answer To The Question He Never Got Out “I Wanted To Get Rid Of Every One Of You, And That Leaves Just One More”. It All Clicked Into Place, Meowth Had Seen The Building Engulfed In That Glow Once Before, Right Before Mewtwo Escaped For The First Time, Everything Seemed To Make Sense, Which Was When He Heard It.

The Unmistakeable Drone Of A Hyper Beam Charging Up.