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Apr 08, 2020 10:27 AM
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Mewtwo does not like interacting with humans. The best that's ever gone is that they failed to notice her until she escaped. Mostly it's gone much worse. 

But. 

Human towns have "Pokemon centers," where humans bring their captive pokemon for medical treatment. Which doesn't matter much, mostly; free pokemon mostly get by fine on wild berries and rest. 

But. 

Mewtwo doesn't interact much with other pokemon, either; they don't want to capture and enslave her, but they attack, sometimes, if she strays into their territory or annoys them or whatever, and she isn't good at not doing that. So she avoids them. 

But. 

This Paras here is in really bad shape. She stumbled across them by accident, and they're not moving. They're not dead or anything, but they clearly came off the bad end of a fight, and aren't in any shape to find food or shelter any time soon. It's none of her concern, really; if anything she should maybe not be here in case whoever did this comes back and wants another fight. 

But. 

They're so small. And so hurt. And they never did anything to hurt her. 

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Mewtwo uses Transform to take on the shape of one of the scientists, the one she remembers best, scoops up the Paras, and walks determinedly towards the nearest town. She remembers exactly where it is, not having wanted to run into it by accident...she isn't happy about approaching it now, but. This poor little Paras. 

She hands the little Pokemon over to the nurse at the Center with little more than a shiver, reminding herself that the human thinks she is also a human, holding the Paras captive. Nurse humans give pokemon back to their captors. She waits, gnawing her lip and digging her fingernails into human-looking flesh, before the nurse brings back a rather confused Paras who doesn't realize how they got there. She thanks the nurse quietly, picks up the smaller pokemon, and then walks out of the village as quickly as she can without attracting suspicion. 

And then she lets the little Pokemon go, when they've reached the edge of the forest. It nuzzles her in thanks before skittering off, and she falls to the ground without even reversing the transformation to curl up and have a panic attack. 

Having panic attacks is exhausting. She transitions smoothly from waking terror to nightmares. 

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When she wakes up she is no longer in the forest.  

Instead, she is in a bed in a small, windowless, oddly-shaped room.  A set of handcuffs is connecting one of her arms to a bar on the wall.  Beside the bed is a reinforced cage where a mew is being held.  Some monitoring equipment is nearby, with a scanner pointed towards her and another pointed towards the mew.

Opposite them, near the door, is a desk and several large pieces of unidentifiable machinery.  One has a pokeball inside of a glass top portion.  A single human sits at the desk, alternating between typing at his laptop and glancing at the mew.  A liepard lounges on top of one of the machines, watching her.  

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What?

What?? What??? 

She's! In a cage again!?!? And there's--

Oh. 

There's--there's a Mew there. A real one, not a bizarre altered version like her. 

Someone tried the same thing her creators did. Someone got a cleaner result. 

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She turns back, throws the desk the human is behind at the human, blows apart her cage, curls up 

and

SCREAMS

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The scientist has a split-second to gape at the human suddenly turning into yet another legendary before his desk crashes into him.  The liepard winces when he's hit, and after a moment of shocked hesitation leaps down to help her human half on the other side of the upturned desk.

On the other side of thick walls, a small city's worth of people all jolt up at once, looking around to see what that not-noise was.  

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Was? Is. She's having the biggest panic attack she's had since she escaped Giovanni. 

The Mew, trembling, bangs against the walls of the cage. 

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The cage was meant to hold pokemon or daemons, and is therefore quite durable from the inside.  Mew are strong enough to break out, as the cage was only rated for normal daemons and not legendaries, though banging on the bars without utilizing a Move isn't likely to succeed any time soon.

The liepard and scientist are still hidden from view.  They're hiding, though some occasional noises can be heard as the scientist shifts and gasps in pain.  No one dares to enter the room, and the two others who had been in the hidden lab have decided that this is a good sign to leave.  

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Eventually, Mewtwo calms down enough for it to occur to her than the Mew in a cage is a problem she is qualified to solve. The cage tears itself to pieces, and the Mew darts free and divebombs Mewtwo. Mewtwo flinches, but rather than making any kind of attack, the Mew just curls up against her chest and shivers. 

It feels...nice. 

Mewtwo snuggles her--whatever the word is for the thing you are a fucked-up clone of--and the screaming trails off. 

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The city beyond is still confused.  People are called from their beds to go looking for what just happened, though given that the whole of Tower of Autumn was affected, they have no idea where to start looking.  

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Eventually, Mew still clutched to her chest, she uncurls. This is a lab. Lab bad. She knows what to do about that, though, she's done it before. She teleports away. Not back to the forest, they found her there. She tries somewhere high enough up that she'll be able to see roughly where she is and be able to decide where to hide from there. 

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They appear near the ceiling of some kind of greenhouse.  Entire fruit trees are being grown within, with just enough space between the roof and the tops of the trees for her to not touch either while in a standing position.  Above, the sky is strange.  Rather than a day or night sky, there is a large tube lined with rows of similar glass roofs, with green on the other side of them.  Trees and other plants, possibly, but growing sideways and upside down from her perspective.  Running through the center is a row of bright lights which illuminates everything as if it's daylight.  Huge metal spokes like a wheel have been put into the tube every thousand feet or so, keeping the lights centered and connected.

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Whaaaaaaat? 

...

She tries more up. 

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That is the void of space.  Stars, un-blurred by an atmosphere in front of them, blaze steady and bright amid blackness.  In the direction she'd come from is a massive structure of metal well over a mile long and a bit wider than the interior of the tube had been.  Vaguely cylindrical, though not smooth.  Some smaller ships, still large enough to hold towns, are attached like burrs to the sides in rings.  One other of similar size and shape is floating in the distance parallel to the first.  Both are old, pitted with impacts here and there, patched with metal that doesn't quite match the original.  

There is no air up here.

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BAD

WHAT

BACK WHERE THERE IS AIR

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Back in the greenhouse.  It isn't wilderness, but it does appear to be empty of humans or pokemon for the moment.

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Cool that makes it perfect for MORE PANIC ATTACK. She curls up around the tiny Mew and hyperventilates. 

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Verity and Araeneve had been taking their usual morning run through the farms when the psychic scream went out, and were still a bit startled.  After pausing to see if it had been directed at them, they decided that it would be better to cut their walk short and head back to the nearest habitat district to see if it was something that they either needed to be informed of or inform others of.  Turning around, they began walking back the way they'd come, towards the nearest stairway back down to the living layer.  

On their way back through the orchard, they hear rapid breathing in the otherwise silent greenhouse and hesitantly go to investigate.  

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Verity-and-Araeneve would definitely have known if anyone had a Mewtwo or a Mew daemon right now. They do not. 

And yet, here it is, a Mewtwo curled up around a Mew, both of them radiating terror and misery with body language and only just barely not with psychic projection. 

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And no human in sight.  Two daemons settling as legendaries in one day, together, in the middle of a normally empty greenhouse, and both... having their humans run off to initiate separation immediately upon settling?  She is confused.

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"What's going on?"

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The Mewtwo shrieks and leaps up, still clutching the Mew, looks around, sees them, and immediately dives behind a tree out of line of sight. 

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Araeneve is hardly going to get into a fight with two other legendaries, but they both realize that it would probably be bad to leave them immediately.  Verity does get off of her back, so that only the daemon of the pair can take another few steps forward.  "Are you okay?" they say, trying to put more gentleness into the words.

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Humans. Lab. Endless night. Couldn't breathe. Cages. Cages!

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Araeneve pauses.  They aren't sure what endless night means, but the others...  "Your human halves are in cages?"

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Humans no. 

...She pauses and peeks out. 

There's a human there. It was riding you. I can teleport! Do you want to get away?

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