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The human would-be-rescuer was still frantically attempting to disengage Mewtwo from the machinery. The tubes and wires were injected beneath the skin of the clone Pokemon, and left dully stinging holes as they were yanked out. The stranger seemed to be doing his best to remove them cleanly, but he still winced at the distressing squelching sound of the metal being extracted from deep within the the muscles and tendons of Mewtwo’s back, looking with horror at the sizable, oozing surgical wounds they left as each one was pulled out.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...” The human kept repeating in his high, nervous, nasally voice.

The security team piled in along with half a dozen scientists and shouts were exchanged. “The specimen is loose!” “Call for backup!” “Subdue the specimen!” “Don’t let it escape!” Tazer guns were drawn and pointed at the woozy Mewtwo, only for most of them to be sent flying by a weak psychic blast. As the sprinklers spritzed into life, the lab floor became slick and some of the guards tripped in their attempt to rush forward. They barrelled into a cart piled with vials of what seemed like plasma, possibly extracted from Mewtwo. The cart was knocked clean over and the entire batch shattered on the floor to the angry moans of the assembled scientists. It must have taken them months to extract those samples.

By this time, the red-headed human had removed the last of the wires and tubes and Mewtwo was detached fully, slumping down against his much shorter rescuer, who yelped and struggled to stand and support him. If Mewtwo were more perceptive at the moment he might have noticed the odd shimmering effect the showering water was having on his companion, like it were disrupting an illusory field, and something was just visible in slivers underneath, something smaller, and green... At any rate now they had come the really difficult part, one had to wonder what the “human”’s plan was to escape with all this commotion. If he even had a plan. Mewtwo didn’t seem to be in any shape to teleport them out of here.

Luckily it seemed that the sprinklers going off was just the thing needed to distract the majority of the guards and scientists. The scientists were so preoccupied with saving their data, rushing to cover their computers and stacks of papers, and the guards were in a state of confusion as their tazers short circuited, half of them still on the floor from slipping on the puddles. Mewtwo and his strange human helper were able to slip behind a row of tanks and slowly slink their way towards the exit. It was awkward going, with the barely conscious Mewtwo and the human that could barely carry him, but they almost made it to the door before the group seemed to remember the more pressing matter of their prized captive Pokemon escaping and the soggy guards quickly located them and started to close in. Their tazers were useless, but they’d drawn firearms from their belts and seemed in just a bad enough mood to use them indiscriminately.

The human backed up slowly as the guards advanced- it was strange, all their eyes were on Mewtwo and not the stranger supporting him, as if he were invisible to them. Just then, the door slid open and the human turned and ran with Mewtwo in tow- behind them the sound of ricocheting bullets could be heard, and the admonishing of the scientists to the guards who had tried to shoot their extremely valuable specimen. Mewtwo was dragged lopsidedly down a dim hallway and towards what looked to be a lift. The guards were hot on their tail though, the human looked back, panting, it seemed like they weren’t going to make it... But then the human started muttering something- something that was definitely not English, and a strange glow had flared into life, not around Mewtwo, but around the human now and in front of them a hole shimmered into being in thin air, flickering feebly before disappearing. The human swore and repeated the strange words, faster and more desperately. The shimmering around his form grew more and more frequent and glitchy. The hole appeared again and widened slowly. It was hard to see what was on the other side, but it looked like dancing shadows and the dappled light of a forest.

“Come on... come on...” The human hissed, limping along, his teeth gritted, veins throbbing in his neck and temple from the effort. And just as the guards were about to grab hold of Mewtwo, the portal grew wide enough and the pair tore through and it closed behind them.

The human fell forward and he and Mewtwo sprawled out on the ground. It was the leaf-strewn, earthy ground of a forest floor. The air was cool and the buzz and warble of insects and birds surrounded them, so different from the clinical dampness and stuffy atmosphere of the lab. The human rolled onto his back, he was wheezing and clutching his chest. They were both still wet from the sprinklers and liquid from the tank. “I really... need... to get in better shape...” He said, managing to laugh weakly. “We got away though... we got away...”

The human got to his feet shakily and went over to Mewtwo, looking concerned. “Are you okay? I’m sorry for the roughness. You’re safe now though.”

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Pokémon: Mewtwo Strikes Back—Evolution | Official Trailer

Sometimes a family is a big, angsty, existential psychic feline, a smol, angry electric mouse clone, and a philosophical, pacifist kitty who is also a clone

MEWTWO - Breaking The Habit [10th Anniversary AMV]

mewtwo has dreams at night of a girl he doesn’t remember

a shimmering girl in a white dress and sea green hair that floats like reeds in fluid

a girl whose smile is frozen and kind

and he’s small and scared and she is big and warm and lovely

and life is wonderful, but why?

LIFE IS WONDERFUL, BUT WHY?