What Am I?

Uno...No Dos...Tres...Ho-Oh!

Jen’s eyes fluttered open as the sunlight filtered through the trees. Her body ached as she tried to remember what happened to her. It was only when she saw Mewtwo that everything came back to her. She shuddered as the memory of Luxray shocking her replayed in her mind.

        Mewtwo breathed in deeply and Jen froze, but relaxed slightly when she realized that he was asleep. “He was probably waiting for me to wake up so he could kill me for putting him and Mew into Pokeballs.”

        Jen slowly rolled onto her hands and knees, but cringed in pain. Quietly getting to her feet, she looked at her hands and saw the cuts and dried blood. “Note to self: when capturing Pokemon, never try to hold the Pokeballs shut.”

        Mewtwo shifted in his sleep.

        Jen watched him for a moment before slowly and cautiously walked away. Once she believed she was far enough away from him, she took off running.

        Leaves and twigs snapped under her feet, but she didn’t care. She was only a few yards from the path, not like the path would save her from the Legendry’s wrath, but the thought gave her some comfort.

        A shadow passed over her as the tall figure of Mewtwo landed in front of her. Jen slid on her heels and fell backwards onto her butt. Mewtwo moved towards her, while she tried to crawl away, but the cuts on her hands reopened and she fell onto her back.

        Jen felt herself being lifted up by Mewtwo’s telekinesis. She closed her eyes and braced herself for Mewtwo’s finishing blow, but it never came. She felt the ground under her feet and she opened her eyes.

        Mewtwo was holding her messenger bag out for her. “You forgot this.”

        Jen stared at her bag and then at Mewtwo.

        “You are wise to fear me, girl, but I mean you no harm.” Mewtwo said.

        Jen took another step back.

        The memory of Jen capturing the two Mews flashed through her mind, followed by an image of her being telekinetically strangled.

        Mewtwo sighed. “Yes, I’m still mad about that, but you had a good reason for doing what you did, so I’m going to let it slide.”

        Jen relaxed a little and reached out for her bag, but retracted her hand.

        “You’re still scare.”

        Jen sighed quickly as she gathered what little courage she had. “You’re taller than me, stronger than me, and faster than me. Why shouldn’t I be scared?” She said quickly.

        Mewtwo rolled his eyes. He slipped Jen’s bag strap over her head before she could back away again. “I promise, I won’t hurt you.”

        Jen nodded slowly and fixed her bag on her shoulder. “T-Thanks…for getting my bag.” She stuttered softly. “W-Where is Mew?” She hadn’t noticed Mew’s absence back at the tree where she had woken up.

        “She went to find your Pokemon.” He responded heading back into the forest.

        “But…doesn’t Mew know that Team Rocket has them? And they also have Misty.” Jen cried as she ran to catch up with him. Her courage was growing.

        “They had your Pokemon and the girl, Misty, but they should have returned to Cerulean City by now.”

        Jen frowned. “How do you know that?”