Kindness and Cruetly: Chapter 4
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The arena. Large, bright and unforgiving. You’re surrounded by walls, nothing inbetween you and your opponent. This is the first time I’ve ever been outside the laboratory, training field or the testing rooms. I’m still here at the lab building but in another part. They have another pokemon standing across from me. Usher says it is a Scyther. It is a bug like creature with blade like things for hands. Usher told me that since this is my first attempt at a arena tournament that he’d go easy on me. I just thought that was... swell.

Usher, Giovanni and some other doctors stand at the edge of the arena and watch what is going to happen. I notice that Emily isn’t here, which disappoints me a little. The Scyther also watches me warily. I can sense its fear and intimidation easily and I smirk a bit in confidence, knowing that the powers I posess will make me the winner of my first fight. I can hear Usher bragging to Giovanni about how good he and Krandle taught me in the art of fighting and tournament battles. It’s been a year since he and Krandle have taught me, now it’s time to see if what I’ve learned works. Giovanni stands and listens to Ushers words with a strained smile. I can tell that he’s doing his best to ignore Usher and concentrate on me and Scyther ; he finally silences Usher and approaches me. I stiffen a bit and watch him approach through narrowed eyes.

“MewTwo, since this is your first battle I will be the one giving the commands; I understand that you have never dealt with me before, but I assure you, I have the experience to command you. Usher and Dr.Krandle have worked with you on several tactics and you have learned four different styles of attack. Today we’ll put those skills to the test and see if you will become a good tournament fighter. Are you ready to take orders?” He looks up at me with a tense smile, I can tell he’s challenging me to disobey him. I merely nod and wait for him to issue his command. “Good, now go.”

I enter the field and wait for Scyther to approach as well. It growls and snaps at me in anticpation, I just blink at it and shake my head. << Stupid creature. >>

It blinks at me in surpise and hisses, “Sccccccyyyyytttthhherrrr??” *What are you? *

I’m a bit taken aback at its question. << I am MewTwo.>> I look back at Giovanni and Usher, noticing that they are busy talking I turn back to the creature. << Haven’t you ever seen anything like me before? >>

It shakes its head and hisses again. “Scyther..therrrrr Scythe.” *No, Never... You’re not like anything I have ever seen.*

I shrug as if dismissing the thought, but I really ponder the information I’ve just been given. Never seen another like me? Am I unique? What am I, besides a name I have been told by the scientists. Is there anymore out there? I must ask Emily this later.

“MewTwo, start with a Confusion attack!” Giovannis voice breaks me from my thoughts and I immediately react to the order. I focus my energy, reaching out with my mind, I try to confuse the Scyther by feeding it disorientating messages and images. It staggers back under the attack but is not confused. I hear the trainer on the other side order Scyther into a Quick Attack. Before I can back off or even blink the Scyther is in my face and slashing at my chest. I feel the bladed hand connect and I bring my arms up in a defensive position. It knocks me back and flies back to the other end of the field. I look down at my chest area and see that I am cut. I feel my anger rising quickly.

Giovanni. “ MewTwo, Psybeam attack.”

I respond again using my mind. This time it works. The Scyther staggers back and grabs at its head, confused. Giovanni orders me to attack again using Hypnosis, unfortunately it fails and Scyther comes in for a Toxic attack. I mange to deflect it with a Barrier. I quickly move in and use Thunderwave. I smirk as I see the Scyther paralyzed for a few moments, but only for a few moments. It quickly recovers and uses Hyper Beam. Next thing I am aware of is lying on the ground everything around me spinning at a great velocity and the urge to vomit strong. I’m confused and not sure where I’m at. Thankfully I pass out.

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I awaken a few hours later ; I am in my room once more and lying on my sleeping mat. I hurt and I’m desperately wishing I could pass out again. I sense someone in the room with me and I cautiously open an eye to see who’s in here with me. It’s Emily, I slowly try to sit up but I’m unable to, the room spins dangerously so I lie back down. She moves over to my side and puts a cold hand on my forehead.

“Just lie still MewTwo, you got your butt kicked and it’s going to take a few hours for you to fully recover.You did a good job out there for your first try, and you did real well. I’m proud of you.” Emily smiles and strokes my forehead as she speaks. I close my eyes and will the room to stop spinning, but it refuses.

<< I feel like ‘m gonna.. be.. sick.. >> I quickly turn on my side and empty my stomach. The food Usher fed me this morning now lies on the floor in a disgusting pile. I heave for a few more minutes and then lie back down weakly. << Is.. this normal after a battle? >>

Emily shakes her head. “ No, it’s not.. maybe you got sick from first battle jitters, or maybe the food Usher fed you didn’t agree.” She looks at me with concern and covers me up with a blanket. I feel achey and cold, the naseau ebbing a bit. I just want to go back to sleep, but I can’t, not while Emily is here ; I rarely get to see her anymore since Usher took over my training.

<< Emily, is that what I’m made for? Is to fight? Is that what pokemon do?>> I rest my head in her lap and concentrate on nothing but her voice.

“ Some are, some people use pokemon for battle and tournaments. Others are used for pets or to help people. It all depends on the owners preference and the pokemons capabilites and talents.” She speaks softly and strokes my head gently. I sigh a bit and relax at her touch.

<< Is this what I am for? Will I fight? >> I speak softly, it feels like all the noises in the building are right here in my room. My hearing and telepathy is heightened all of a sudden. I can’t focus very well, I want to ask her more, about my life, where I am from and how did I get here but I can’t ; I’m too tired and ill.

Emily speaks softly again but I don’t hear her response, I lapse into unconciousness.

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<< Floating, falling... spinning and then stillness. I can feel my mind reaching out trying to communicate with anything that is out there. I find nothing... I wish that I could awaken.. I feel as if I have been in limbo forever... maybe I am in limbo.. or am I dead? Is this life after we die? No, I can hear my heart beating, my lungs forcing oxygen into my body and out again. Where am I... what... am I.. >>

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I wake up a few days later to Ushers and Krandles lovely faces. I make a face as I focus on theirs. << Ugh. >> I groan mentally as I try to sit up on my sleeping mat.

“Goodmorning to you too hairball.” Dr.Krandle, Giovannis right hand and advisor. I think I hate him more than I do Usher. A tall man, about sixty in human years and as wrinkly as an elephants butt. His peircing grey eyes stare into mine as I attempt to sit up and get to an upright position, but I’m stopped by something. He speaks. “I see we’re feeling better after getting your ass kicked by a minor level Scyther. Embarassed the hell outta Giovanni too, he took it out on us, so...” He stands up and motions for Usher to hand him something. My room is too dark to see what it is. “We’re going to take it out on you.”

Before I can even move something sharp and painful bites into my side, I hear a crack like a towel snapping the air. I jump back and hold my side as I scramble back away from Krandle, but I’m still too groggy and ... they have me.. chained??! I look at my arms and legs and see shackles on my ankles and wrists, my movement limited. << What are you doing?! >> I snarl in their minds as Krandle brings what I realize now is a whip back down at me, it misses. I look around for something to fling at them but they’ve pretty much taken everything out of my room. Krandles nods to Usher and he pulls a syringe. << NO! STAY BACK! I’ve done nothing wrong!! Is not a part of learning failure?! Was what happened not a part of the learning process?? You said I wouldn’t be punished?! >>

Krandle cracks the whip again this time catching me in the hip area, I don’t have much room to move or to hide. The collar on my neck is on as high as it will go. Blocking even my telepathic powers, meaning that they cannot hear me speak. I am essentially, powerless.

Usher moves in and plunges the needle in my arm and pushes the plunger down. I feel the liquid enter my bloodstream with a burning sensation, making it feel like my arm is on fire and its slowly spreading down to my hand, and up through my shoulder and into my chest. I sway a bit realizing that the stuff in the needle is something to slow my reaction time down. I’m wide awake, able to move, but the reaction time is much slower making me a easier target. << No.. I did nothing wrong!! LISTEN TO ME!! >>

The whip cracks down on my back and I jump. I hear Usher laughing as he sees me scrambling in the small room to get away from Krandle. My movements are like trying to run through gel. My heart pounds in my chest and my breathing comes in quick gasps. I whip my tail at Krandle and catch his leg, I hear him swear profusely and order Usher to get the tazer. I face one corner and crouch low, feeling the whip bite my back and legs repeatedly. Tears of pain stream down my face. Hatred burns through me, but I am helpless.

“Your only causing yourself more pain MewTwo!! You just attacked a doctor.. tsk tsk tsk, what would dear Dr.Stranton think of this?” He brings the whip across my back again and I can feel blood well up through the skin. I stay curled and crouched, my body shaking uncontrollably. “ You failed your master Giovanni and he blames us!! We worked on your sorry ass for over a year!! You are worthless!! I don’t see why he doesn’t let us destroy you!!”

What he fails to point out is that I was taught tactics against scenarios, not real battles. I wonder if Giovanni knew this. Today was the first day I ever saw another real pokemon.

By now Usher has returned with the tazer and holds it out for Krandle to take. I open my eyes to look down between my feet, I see flecks of blood on the floor and a small puddle. Resting my head against the wall I pant from the pain. I hate them.. all of them. I hate them because they hurt, cause pain and because they try to own me. But I can’t fight. They won’t let me because they are afraid, afraid of what I can do. They will pay for this, they will suffer just as I have.

I hear Krandle approach, the sound of the tazer being powered up. I’m suddenly writhing on the ground, volts of electricity surging through me ; I taste blood, I’ve bitten my tongue cutting into it deeply. He turns off the tazer and lets me lie there coughing on my own blood and twitching uncontrollably.

“ This is only the beginning MewTwo.” Krandles voice penetrates my mind. “You will pay for your failure, Giovanni was pissed and he cut our funding and half our pay until your trained.” He crouches over me and hisses in my ear, I involuntarily flinch from him. “So, we’re going to take our pay out of your hide. No food or water for three days, and as an added bonus, your going to train even harder, against real opponents.”

Usher walks up and slams a fist into my side, I open my mouth to scream but I can’t. So I lie there, taking the hits, the kicks and abuse. I stop trying to fight back, to protect myself after a while. Pretty soon they stop; I can hear them breathing hard from their exertion. I crack open a swollen eye and through the thin slit I look up at them.

Usher sees me open an eye and crouches. “ Thanks for the exercise there MewTwo. Think you’ve learned your lesson? Think you can learn whatever lessons we give you now? Just nod your head since the inhibitor collar is on at full block.”

I flinch at his words, too tired to hate, too sore to care to hate. I don’t respond to Ushers question. He grabs my head and nods for me mocking my voice. “Yes Dr.Usher!! Of course Dr.Usher, Dr.Krandle!! Teach me all you want!”

Krandle laughs tiredly and pats Usher on the shoulder. “C’mon Dan, let’s leave him for the night so he can think about what he needs to do in order to make Giovanni happy and to keep his skin intact to his body.”

Usher gets up and heads for the door. “Your right Alex, lets go get a beer and relax. I’m starvin’ and could use a drink to relax me. Let MewTwo lick his wounds.” Laughing they exit my room locking it tightly.

I lie there, unable to move. I lift my head to see where I’m at in my room, to see if I can make it to the sleeping mat, it would be far more comfortable than the cement floor. Good, I’m only a few feet away; I manage to crawl over to the mat and lie down on it. I wish Emily and Brian were here.. they could bathe me. They could wash away the blood, and other.... stuff. I feel sick to my stomach, but I can’t vomit. There is nothing to vomit, I did that earlier as they were beating me, that and making a mess of my self. Usher found that utterly hilarious as did Krandle. Emily would have stopped it, she would have made them stop; her and Brian both. I just want a bath....

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<< I’m dreaming. I am in a warm place... safe and hot. I flit through the trees with ease.. I’m much smaller.. happiness wells in my heart. I have no fear, no cares... no pressure.. anger is just a word, not an emotion... I soar higher... higher!! I’m untouchable!! Laughter bubbles from inside me.. I twirl, and dance in the air .. I chase the butterfrees ... and suddenly ... so suddenly I’m crashing.. down into the darkness.. the darkness that is really me.. >>

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A voice wakes me from my sleep. It is a familiar voice and I welcome it. Emily is talking to someone softly.

“Jeeze Brian, why the hell didn’t you call me when you found out what they did?!” Her voice is soft but full of anger.

Brians voice is shakey and angered as well. But his anger isn’t directed at Emily. “I couldn’t Emily!! Krandle threatened to fire me and implicate me into this!! He said that with Ushers backing that they’d have me canned and tossed out of the facility faster than I could dial the phone. Krandle said that he’d have Giovanni believe I was the one who kicked the crap outta MewTwo!! I caught them walking out of M2’s room late last night after the meeting with the G- man himself."

Emily sighs as she enters my room, I try to move to let her know I'm awake and I can hear her. She crouches by my side and looks me over. "Jeezus, Brian go get me the med kit and some towels. I'm gonna clean him up and get him fixed up. Then I'm going to place a call to Giovanni myself. Make sure Usher or Krandle doesn't see you."

I hear Emily enter my room and nearly sob at my sorry state. I tried to clean myself, but it was difficult. My arms and legs refused to work like they should. My eyes are fuzzy, and I have a hard time concentrating.

<< Emily.. they.. they hurt me.. >> I try to look up at her, feeling sore, tired and full of hate. << Emily.. you have to tell Giovanni. >>

She nods and strokes my forhead. I close my eyes and wish that things were better, that I knew what to do to make Usher and Krandle stop beating me. I slowly fade into the sweet oblivion. I have never welcomed the darkness with open arms before.

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Hello, I am seriously hoping that Chapter 5 will be the final chapter. I'm sure those who have stuck with this story is sick of seeing M2 get the crud kicked outta him. But I SWEAR that it has a point. I hate seeing animals cruely treated IRL and in fiction. Anyways, as I said, I am hoping that I can wrap this up in 5 chapters, because I'd like to move onto another story.

Standard Disclaimer: Giovanni and Mewtwo do NOT Belong to me. I am making NO money off of this and there is no point in suing me cause I maybe have about 4 Cents and some pocket lint. And if you do try to sue me, monkeys will fly out of your butt. *grins*

I give this story a PG-13 Because of language and violence. Altho everyone ignores ratings anyways and reads it if it's porn.. *chuckles*

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