Blaine, Mewtwo's Secrets

"This is the Pokémon Mansion?"

"Right."

Aisha and Blaine stood before a dilapidated building that covered a large area.

Time had turned the interior of this building into a dilapidated state, however, its exterior was still left with a high-end yet atmospheric silhouette.

Looking at it, it should have once been the landmark of Cinnabar Island.

"Once upon a time, a famous scholar resided here."

"Scholar?"

Aisha looked over at Blaine.

His eyes made Blaine uncomfortable.

"Ahem, what kind of look is that?" This bald old man also coughed in a fake way and asked Aisha, who had a strange look in his eyes, rhetorically.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious, how did this place turn into this dilapidated ghostly appearance?"

"It caught fire."

"Oh."

Aisha's sight turned back to the Pokémon Mansion.

Indeed, some burn marks were clearly visible on the walls of this mansion, which had obviously been caught in a fire at some point.

"So, what do you mean by bringing me here?"

"Some time ago, someone from Team Rocket infiltrated this mansion." Blaine told some information and said, "They took some information from inside the public house."

"Mewtwo's information?"

"Yes."

Now it was Blaine's turn to look at Aisha with complicated eyes.

However, Instructor Ai's mental quality was naturally good as hell.

No matter how Blaine looked at him, Aisha was always looking back at him with a smile on his face.

After a long time, the person who took the lead to surrender was still Blaine.

"Alright, I surrender."

"Hmm~"

"I have a question I want to ask you."

"Ask."

"Hiss... the young people nowadays are really rude." Blaine complained, he was a little dissatisfied with Aisha's attitude towards him.

"I don't recall the Gym Leeader of Cinnabar Gym being a leaner."

Aisha spread his hands, the smile on his face was still so gentle, and said, "Nurse Joy from the Pokémon Center over here also seems to say that you are a person who doesn't do his job, and runs around all day long instead of accepting challengers to challenge the gym, do you need me to find Red, Blue, and Lance to react to them?"

"No, excuse me, I was wrong!"

As soon as he heard Aisha reveal his shortcomings and bring out those three great gods, Blaine felt a headache.

While lamenting the fearfulness of today's future generations, he put away his hangdog demeanor and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

"Team Rocket, isn't there a covetousness for Mewtwo's power?"

"Your intelligence is too backward."

Aisha's hands wrapped around his chest, snorted, and said, "It's clear that the leading person of the First Generation Mewtwo's manufacturing plan is still the former doctor of Team Rocket, and as a result, the intelligence is not as good as Lt. Surge, that hitman's office."

"You-"

Blaine burst into exasperation.

Aisha had taunted him again and again, and even though Blaine had begged Aisha, he was still furious at this moment.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Blaine caught the crux of Aisha's words and asked a rhetorical question, saying, "Did you say 'First Generation Mewtwo'?"

"Uh-huh."

"..." Blaine fell silent as a terrifying thought occurred to him, saying, "Team Rocket, made a new Mewtwo?"

"Uh-huh."

Aisha responded with a slight snort.

It kind of affirmed Blaine's guess.

"..."

Blaine was like a deflated ball, and the anger that had originally arisen in his heart because of Aisha's hundred taunts had vanished into thin air.

He had no qualifications to be angry...

"No wonder, those people from Team Rocket searched around for Mewtwo's information, so they had this in mind..."

"You didn't mind it?" Aisha looked at Blaine and said, "You didn't notice when those people from Team Rocket were searching for information inside this mansion?"

"Where's a thousand days of defense against thieves..."

"That's true."

That was something that Aisha agreed with.

He himself had met Proton, who had attacked Lavender Town, by chance, and in turn obtained a portion of First Generation Mewtwo's information from Mr. Fuji's side.

If not for that, Team Rocket could have gotten hold of even more information on First Generation Mewtwo.

"But..." Aisha looked at Blaine again, with scrutiny within his eyes.

"You clearly knew the importance of First Generation Mewtwo's experimental data, yet you kept it inside this abandoned mansion that doesn't even have security guards, this has nothing to do with thousand days of defense against thieves, it's purely just that you, the Gym Leader and experimental leader, are irresponsible."

"You're right..."

Blaine lowered his head in shame.

Aisha's words mercilessly punctured his inaction as well as incompetence.

"I've already made this kind of mistake twice."

"Never mind, it's not your main responsibility this time."

Aisha also sighed, not ready to continue irritating this guy.

He glanced at Blaine's arm and said, "Your arm, healed?"

"Uh-huh."

Blaine rolled up his sleeve, revealing skin that was loose from old age.

At one time, the top of this arm was covered with aberrations due to genetic conflicts and disorders.

"Cured, because of Entei's flame."

"Good thing."

"You're not curious what went wrong above my arm?" Blaine looked bitterly at Aisha.

"I even know that your arm was healed by Entei, do you feel that I can still not know what problems happened to you?"

Aisha asked Blaine back with a playful look on his face.

"Uh..."

Blaine smiled sarcastically and said, "That too."

"Mewtwo's power is too dominant." He looked at the ruins of the public house in front of him again, sighed, and said, "The fusion of human and Pokémon genes created its body, but in the beginning, it had no feelings, no heart, and didn't know what tenderness was, and was bent on nothing but destruction."

"My arm, which was eroded by the destructive factor because it was tainted with Mewtwo's genes, once put my life at risk."

An expression of hindsight appeared on his face.

"Luckily, I met Red and the others."

"Red..."

Aisha also raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky.

He knew that Red and First Generation Mewtwo had the experience of fighting side by side.

Nowadays, First Generation Mewtwo was no longer that vindictive character, and a large part of that was also due to this Kanto Champion.

As for Blaine, after he healed his arm with Entei's flames, the only link between him and First Generation Mewtwo was broken.

So, in theory, Red is First Generation Mewtwo's temporary trainer.

Now, First Generation Mewtwo should have turned back into a wild Pokémon.

"But... I didn't think that Team Rocket would actually make a move against Mewtwo."

Blaine covered his face with a pained expression.

Aisha watched from the side, but in his heart, his was thinking, "Luckily Blaine is bald.

Otherwise, according to such a bridge, he would inevitably have to grab his hair and state his thoughts in agony.

"The birth of Second Generation Mewtwo is also considered my sin..."

"Indeed." Aisha pondered for a while and opened his mouth, saying, "So, the victim is close at hand, won't you consider giving some Fire-type secret treasures to make up for it?"

"Victim?"

Blaine looked puzzled and said, "What victim?"

"For the creation of First Generation Mewtwo, you used your genes, so guess whose genes were used for the creation of Second Generation Mewtwo, Giovanni's asshole?"

"Uh?"

Blaine froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly turning very frightened.

"You?"

"Yeah." Aisha spread his hands and said, "I somehow got into such a mess, so you are more or less responsible for it, don't make me purely an ingrate."

"I'm really sorry, little brother."

Blaine sighed and said, "Team Rocket was probably preparing, to create a Mewtwo whose strength surpassed that of First Generation Mewtwo, and so, specifically picked you, a strong young man, to be the source of Second Generation Mewtwo's human genes. That Giovanni guy, he's really ambitious."

"Who says otherwise?"

"Something must be done, otherwise, if Giovanni uses Mewtwo, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Ah, that's nothing to worry about..."

Instructor Ai rubbed his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Not to mention, the system had released a mission to himself.

Within the plot that he knew, Giovanni was unable to master any of the Mewtwo.

I just don't know, when will Second Generation Mewtwo escape?

Extrapolating from the timeline, the plot of 'Mewtwo's Rebellion' should be before the Indigo Plateau Conference, which wasn't far away.

"There's no genetic invasion on you?"

"No."

Blaine looked Aisha up and down, and after confirming that there really wasn't any abnormal condition, he finally showed a little bit of a relieved expression.

"It's okay..."

"I was personally tainted with Mewtwo's genes in the first place, and that's how I ended up like that." Blaine spread his hands, his face was full of afterthought, and his tone was also quite sober, saying, "You didn't participate in Second Generation Mewtwo's manufacturing program the entire time, and the provision of the genes should have also been obtained by Giovanni with small means, and you didn't suffer from Second Generation Mewtwo's genetic erosion, this is still a good thing."

"Indeed."

Aisha responded to Blaine's words with his mouth, but inwardly, he didn't really care.

The physique of people could not be generalized.

Mewtwo's genes were undoubtedly a death charm for Blaine, but for Aisha, it had no effect at all...

Not to mention that Aisha had never seen Mewtwo's gene.

Even if he had come into contact with the destructive factor, that thing would not be able to erode his body at all - this was something that the system had clearly told Instructor Ai.

"I'll give you some of Mewtwo's weaknesses."

Patting Aisha's shoulder, Blaine said as if he had made some kind of mental preparation, "I know that you and Team Rocket have quite a lot of conflicts, and after Giovanni used your genes to create Second Generation Mewtwo, it's highly likely that he will use Second Generation Mewtwo's power to deal with you, it's not a bad thing for you to learn about your enemy's strengths and weaknesses first."

"Okay."

Instructor Ai felt this was fine.

By understanding Mewtwo's weaknesses, he could make Second Generation Mewtwo hurt a little more when he beat it up in the future.

...

"There's information about me in here?"

First Generation Mewtwo floated above a thousand meters in the air, its sharp eyes piercing through the clouds and gazing at the mansion located in the northwest on top of that island.

Although it was said that First Generation Mewtwo had already thought about it, it was still a bit curious in the face of something that involved its origins.

"Hmm..."

Driven by curiosity, First Generation Mewtwo gradually descended as it used its psychic wave to conceal its form.

It landed on top of the roof of the public house and followed the large broken hole in the roof to enter the public house.

As soon as it entered the public house, the decaying smell of old age and the dust that filled the room made First Generation Mewtwo frown.

It was obvious that no one was responsible for cleaning this place.

Moreover, since Team Rocket had patronized this mansion not long ago, it was even more dirty, messy, and poor.

Simple furniture such as tables and chairs were thrown around the room, and the bookshelf with many books on it had also tumbled to the ground, spilling books and papers all over the place.

"Hey..."

The invisible First Generation Mewtwo sighed.

Those guys from Team Rocket were like locusts crossing the border, and it wasn't sure if there was still any information it wanted left within this mansion.

However, with a hint of anticipation in his heart, First Generation Mewtwo quietly released his spiritual power and began to stroll around the public house.

This side was no longer inhabited by humans, but it wasn't devoid of life.

At least, some homeless wild Pokémon had already made this abandoned public house their home.

Their physique was much better than that of humans, so even if they survived for a long period of time in such a poor environment, it had no effect on their bodies.

Rather, it was precisely because of the bad environment over here that there were usually not many people disturbing their lives.

"Ee~"

"Wah?"

"Hiss~"

Along the way, First Generation Mewtwo realized that most of the Pokémon residing here were still Pokémon that were not liked by the public such as Rattata, Grimer, Koffing.

It also did, indeed, not find anything useful over here.

Thus, First Generation Mewtwo was curious about the identity of the original owner of this public house.

"Fuji..."

It saw this surname in a number of places within the public house.

This should be the name of the owner of the public house.

If First Generation Mewtwo remembered correctly, back then, when Aisha dealt with Team Rocket's Proton in Lavender Town, the old man Proton kidnapped was surnamed Fuji.

"That's... no, not a coincidence."

First Generation Mewtwo's eyes were a bit complicated.

It wasn't a coincidence.

It was precisely because Fuji was involved in the experimental program of its own birth that Team Rocket had sought it out and searched for information within this mansion.

The operation on this side went well, and Team Rocket probably did take some information.

The action on the Lavender Town side, on the other hand, failed because they met Aisha.

"Hmm..."

First Generation Mewtwo leaned on top of the dusty chair, pondering the situation at first.

Although it was far away, it had been keeping an eye on Aisha, and it was natural for the other party to be clear about having a conversation with Mr. Fuji.

"In that case... that information in Mr. Fuji's hand has probably already reached Aisha."

First Generation Mewtwo came to that conclusion.

It was reasonable.

Mr. Fuji himself had become a powerless old man.

The only way for him to get out of the strife of Second Generation Mewtwo's plan was to hand over the information within his hands.

Of course Team Rocket can't choose, those people can't be trusted.

Then, the only person left to take over the information was Aisha, who had saved the entire Lavender Town at that time.

"Tch, I'm stupid."

First Generation Mewtwo was a bit chagrined.

It had underestimated Aisha.

Looking at it this way, that teenager was afraid that he had already known about Team Rocket's plan to create Second Generation Mewtwo.

On the contrary, it was itself, who had followed Aisha all the way, but only reacted to it now.

"Having lived a comfortable life for a long time, the sense of crisis is almost gone."

First Generation Mewtwo looked at a clear blue sky through the broken ceiling.

Inside its mind, it unconsciously recalled the image of itself being assassinated by Giovanni's Beedrill, and a burst of exasperation came over it.

After a long while, First Generation Mewtwo sighed, and couldn't help but mutter to itself in a tone tinged with chagrin and resentment, saying, "I don't have enough energy, and my power is even more insufficient, so how can I be so stagnant and rest on my laurels?"

Its fists unconsciously clenched.

After that, it was loosened again.

"You can't blame others for being inferior in skill..."

First Generation Mewtwo looked down at its palm, its eyes a bit blank.

It felt that its limits were far beyond that.

Inside its own body, there should still be a more special power waiting to be discovered...

"Just find a chance to get in touch with Aisha."

First Generation Mewtwo made up its mind.

That information in his hand would be useful to itself.

Perhaps, by understanding the secret of his birth, First Generation Mewtwo could find a way to take itself further and continue to explore its potential.

...

"Here."

Blaine handed Aisha several sheets of A4 paper.

"This is..."

"There's some information on Mewtwo on it, it can be used as some reference for you, it doesn't hurt to look at it."

"Okay."

Aisha accepted the sheets of paper.

He still had the information given to him by Mr. Fuji inside his bag, and studying these things would definitely be helpful for his future against Second Generation Mewtwo.

"Right."

Blaine said as if he remembered something, "You kid should be a Gym Challenger right?"

"Well, so I hope that Mr. Blaine can stay honestly at Cinnabar Gym this time, so that I won't be unable to find anyone when I challenge the gym."

"Ah, that's for sure!" Blaine scratched his big bald head a bit awkwardly.

Obviously, he knew that he had gone a little too far by going AWOL and being absent from the gym so often.

"But." Blaine came closer to Aisha's side and said, "I recommend that since you've come to Cinnabar Island, it wouldn't do not to enjoy the hot springs of Cinnabar Island."

"Hot springs?"

Aisha's eyes lit up.

With his mind full of challenging gyms, he had forgotten that Cinnabar Island was also a hot spring mecca.

"Okay, I'll think about it, thanks."

"Hey~" Blaine's face showed a smug expression.

He was about to recommend a hot spring for Aisha when a figure quietly appeared at Aisha's side and wrapped her arm around him.

"Ai-chan, are you interested in accompanying your sister to a hot spring?" Lorelei delicately questioned Aisha.