#secondstcge

There were very few things that would calm Mewtwo down thanks to his careful nature. He was naturally scared around other humans and would tend to attack in fear whenever one was around. This was mostly because what the grunts in Team Rocket had did to him during the yime he was held captive. Their sneering faces still appeared in his nightmares. The only human that Mewtwo was at ease around was the very boy who captured him, a small red hatted child who was able to beat Team Rocket to the ground as well as become Kanto champion all at the age of eleven.

Red. The one human that Mewtwo wanted to protect. 

And there against the tree was that boy sleeping soundly. Mewtwo felt safe when he was with him, knowing he will never be given to Team Rocket and suffer being experimented on again. 

“Zzzzz…”

If he was being honest, Red’s snores were making it hard for him to concentrate his psychic energy. That’s strange, he should be used to it by now, after all they do this every day in the same spot and Red sleeps at the trunk of the same tree. What was causing him not to focus if it wasn’t Red’s snoring? The area was peaceful and serene, only the sounds of flying type Pokemon whistling amongst themselves in the sky.

But it was another presence that was putting the Pokemon on edge. Mewtwo got up from his sitting postion and stood as still as he could glaring at the forest and trees as he did to any trainer that crosses into his domain. That’s when he spots a familiar looking Pokemon. The shape…he’s seen one of these before…his head began to pulsate with pain. A memory?

-–There are a lot of other Pokemon around him in containers just like he was. It was no surprise he was scared. What were these humans going to do to them? Tired of all the pain and suffering, a younger Mewtwo freed up all the other Mewtwo around him breaking their containers and freeing them. And at first it seemed like everything was going well. The Mewtwos raced for the opening, only moments away from sweet freedom. But then an Aura Shpere had hit him out o nowhere knocking the baby Pokemon down.

The Pokemon seemed to be cackling in pride to a grunt who also seemed pleased. No matter how much he displayed his displeasure the creature grabbed him to put him back in a new container {No! No!}—

(NO!) Mewtwo gasps to himself, his eyes wide open in fear now. That Pokemon he saw was a Lucario, the same Pokemon he saw back when he was little. Could this be the one Lucario looking for him? Then that would mean his trainer would be not far behind. Mewtwo couldn’t wake Red up sleeping so soundly, so instead of running away, he was going to defend both himself and him.

Hell yeah! I may not be good at it, but I love it and how crazy, over-the-top anime-esque it is.

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓     𝐁𝐎𝐘     𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄     𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

[[Thank you for sending one! And hi! Haha yeah I love it a lot too!]]

“I… am sorry.” Of course, she hadn’t experienced exactly the same, but she merely wanted to offer a consolation. Starfire didn’t expect a reation that strong, and that now definitely meant she had to be more careful with her words.