Mixturing Moves

Chapter 6: The History of Weapon Mischief.

Somewhere within a dense forest is an old, decaying tower. Putrid smells form from the smoke cloaking the area as the entrance is being guarded by two groups of Pokemon with red vests. One group being limbless snail-like creatures with yellow oval eyes and their bodies almost being red magma: Magcargos. And the other being simian-like creatures with flame-like tufts on their heads and white shoulders ruffs: Simisears.

Inside of the top of the tower lies two legendaries: Mewtwo and Ho-Oh. Mewtwo hovers in place peacefully, having his eyes closed while Ho-Oh struggles inside of a force field. A silver necklace hangs on the wall next to Mewtwo, it being Ho-Oh's Marvel Mischief. The feline meditates calmly to himself while the phoenix glances at him angrily.

"You can't keep me hostage forever, you know." Ho-Oh says. Mewtwo opens one eye, looking at Ho-Oh sternly.

"Says who?" Mewtwo says.

"Says me! You're looking at a sacred legendary here!"

"You're not acting very 'sacred' yourself."

Ho-Oh scowls. "Shut up! When I get out of this force field, I'm going to make sure that you burn into nothingness." Mewtwo sighs heavily.

"I'd like to see you try."

"Grr..." Ho-Oh uses Flame Charge on the force field but gets pushed back by its power. Then he tries to use it again. Multiple times he's used the same move and still ends up with the same result. Mewtwo shakes his head disappointingly.

"Done acting like a fool now?" He remarks. Ho-Oh pants, gritting his teeth.

"Hush up..." Ho-Oh glances at Mewtwo. "By the way, you never answered me before: What did you said to that Dratini?" Mewtwo reveals a slight grin.

"I suppose I can answer that to you now...I've told her to get revenge on you for killing her father." Ho-Oh's eyes widen.

"Huh!? How long has it been!?"

"Hmm...since twenty years ago. She should be a fully grown Dragonite by now."

"Grr...How does she knows where to go?"

"Telepathy. I can sense her every location and communicate with her whenever I need to. For instance, she's in the 'Noctis Village'--" Mewtwo fully opens his eyes and looks at Ho-Oh. "Preparing to venture towards our location. Even though she was told the wrong information, the person will address her about it. Eventually."

"I see." Ho-Oh glances at Mewtwo before laughing. "Ha! You think she'll defeat me? I'll kill her the same way I killed her father but even more brutal! She'll become nothing after I deal with her!" Mewtwo chuckles at Ho-Oh's statement as if it's a joke before noticing his eyes containing nothing but the color black. Mewtwo gasps softly to himself.

His pupils...it's nothing but...darkness inside...odd... Mewtwo thinks, showing a bit of terror towards Ho-Oh. He then looks out of the tower and continues his meditation.

. . .

Everyone in the medic home is gathering around the three injured Pokemon. Iris having a small bandage around her arm as she and the rest look at the Zorua, who no longer has any bandages on her ears. Her wound is fully healed while she slowly open her eyes, noticing the crowd of Pokemon.

"How're you feeling, young Zorua?" The first Clefable asks.

"I'm...feeling fine." Natalie says. Everyone is shocked by the Zorua's answer.

"What the!? How's that possible...In fact, how did you heal yourself?" Iris asks. Natalie shakes her head.

"I don't know..." This seems to amaze everyone, conversations forming from such a unique phenomenon.