Training

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The Pokedex chirps playfully as I scroll through the various entries. Thunder sits on my shoulder, watching the screen while I relay whatever I find to him. I open up Mewtwo's dex entry and take my time scanning over the data for anything useful. The information is surprisingly thorough. It contains a wide range of data from basics like height and weight to very specific things like its dietary needs . One section catches my attention, "Behavior." Unsurprisingly, there isn't much here. There's literally only a single scan so its mostly empty. I ask it to show me the specific readings the scan took, to which it quickly obliges. While most of it is specifics well outside my level of expertise, I do catch a few interesting tidbits.

The dex notes an abnormality within Mewtwo's brain. An inorganic object seems to be imbedded directly in the base of their brain stem. What it's made of and why it's there isn't made clear It could be anything from some kind of shrapnel to a microchip of some form. I consider the possibility of it being a GPS tracking chip of some sort, but considering no Rocket members have come knocking tells me that's probably not the case.

"What do we do then? Try and remove it?" Thunder asks.

"Us? No way. We'd need a surgeon. And even then, it's in a pretty sensitive spot. Get it wrong and we could paralyze them, kill them, or we become part of one of those horror stories about psychic types with brain trauma."

"What happens if we leave it there?"

"Heck if I know. We should get their opinion on the matter before we make any commitments."
I get up and head out of the room, glancing briefly out the window. Outside Jackson and Josh appear to be trying to train the other pokemon for competitive battles, testing their skills on a makeshift dummy staked into a tree stump. Growlithe also seems to have joined the fun. Once we finish with Mewtwo We could probably give them a few pointers.

When we reach the basement Mewtwo is staring out of the small window towards where the others are training. They don't even turn to acknowledge us.

"This is normal among your people?"

"So it would seem. Everyone is a willing participant, though. Not that humans could force pokemon to do anything with the power they wield."

"Indeed. You wished to speak with me?"

"Yeah. I was looking over the pokedex scan and something came up. There's something lodged in your brain stem."

Mewtwo immediately turns our way. Their face remains emotionless and focused. "And you wish to remove it."

"Well, with your conse-"

"You will do no such thing." They take a step forward with a threatening gait, glaring at us with glowing pink eyes. Thunder immediately rears into a defensive stance and I take several steps back.

"Woah! Woah! Easy! We're not going to do it without your permission. You can read minds, yes? Look at mine. Am I lying?" For a moment I feel a presence in my head. And in an instant it's gone, like someone checking in a room for something, then leaving.

"You are not." Mewtwo relaxes, prompting us to do so as well. "I am surprised by how much you appear to care about my desires. Do your 'moral obligations' prompt you to do this as well?"

"In a sense. It's just common courtesy. Your opinions matter just as much as anyone's."

"It's not just because I could kill you both with merely a thought. I sensed that. This is something I cannot understand."

"Mewtwo, people do things for reasons beyond simply staying alive. It might be worth exploring them.

"...Perhaps..." they turns to face the window again, no longer acknowledging us. Perhaps they should look into social interactions first.

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