Mew: "Son, Mom Is Coming to Educate You!"

"Hey..."

Slumping on top of the chair, Second Generation Mewtwo sighed.

It looked at Aisha on the screen with somewhat confused and somewhat expectant eyes.

After observing him for a while, Second Generation Mewtwo had a preliminary understanding of its "father's" character.

Gentle, attentive, serious, and without losing his sense of humor, paired with his good-looking appearance, he was undoubtedly a lady-killer...

As well as a Pokémon killer.

"Can I get his approval?"

Second Generation Mewtwo asked itself.

As a Pokémon, it thought it had already done its job to the extreme.

Second Generation Mewtwo had an excellent innate advantage, its potential to have talent was incredibly high, belonging to the category of being a perfect inheritance of Mew's spiritual power and Aisha's physical power.

With this configuration, it possesses the capital to develop its spiritual power and physical body in parallel.

Second Generation Mewtwo's goal of becoming the strongest Pokémon in the world was not just empty words.

It really did have the capital...

However, after seeing Aisha, Second Generation Mewtwo couldn't help but panic.

It was really like a child standing in front of a parent, terrified, wanting to be recognized by the parent, and afraid that its efforts would not be recognized by the other party.

"Tsk..."

Second Generation Mewtwo raised its head and covered its forehead.

It was a bit freaked out.

It was clearly very dashing before meeting Aisha.

It could care less about everything when it was at the Team Rocket base.

It didn't care about the way those researchers looked in its eyes, with the naysaying and ridicule behind its back towards itself as a genetic creation.

It was focused on utilizing Team Rocket's resources to develop its own power and knowledge.

Even Giovanni, it didn't put him in its eyes.

Even if that guy's Pokémon was strong as hell, he was just a chaperone in its own eyes.

After it didn't need it, it didn't hesitate to "betray" him.

Now that it had betrayed Team Rocket, it should have been freer and more elegant.

However, when it saw that teenager from the monitor screen, it was as if it had fallen into a deeper, darker abyss.

The invisible shackles once again bound Second Generation Mewtwo's hands and feet.

Looking at the screen, Aisha gently but sternly taught those Pokémon to fight and exercise, Second Generation Mewtwo also wanted to be treated like that by him.

Looking at the way Aisha smiled and gave thumbs up to those Pokémon that had completed their workout programs and defeated their strong opponents, Second Generation Mewtwo's heart felt a pang of sourness...

Regardless of his strength, Aisha was, indeed, a trainer who was loved by all.

The smiles that his Pokémon showed him did not seem to be fake, they were full of sincere feelings.

That kind of smile was something Second Generation Mewtwo had never seen before.

Strange, but not annoying.

It also kind of yearned for that kind of life.

Then, Second Generation Mewtwo, who was still confused, finally found its goal of becoming stronger.

Giovanni says that its goal in getting stronger is to kill Aisha.

Second Generation Mewtwo don't want to!

It doesn't like Giovanni, and it certainly doesn't want to listen to Giovanni.

Not only that, Second Generation Mewtwo has to go against Giovanni!

Since, Giovanni wanted to kill Aisha himself...

I'll try to get that boy's approval!

If it's that boy who treats Pokémon with the utmost gentleness, he must... He must be able to tell him the meaning of his birth, right?

"Hmph."

Thus, Second Generation Mewtwo snorted coldly at Ralts within the screen.

Damn it, envious.

Why does it deserve to be taken care of and favored by Aisha?

It was clear that it was the one who had a "blood relationship" with him.

"Hey..."

Second Generation Mewtwo sighed again.

Immediately afterward, it revealed an expression of seriousness.

It was because it envied Ralts' treatment that Second Generation Mewtwo wanted to prove itself to Aisha even more.

It also didn't care to act like a little girl pampering itself in its father's arms.

It wanted to be a solid shield and a sharp sword for Aisha, to help him withstand those external injuries and clear the obstacles in front of him.

Of course, the premise was that Aisha gave it an answer that could satisfy it.

"Hmph~ I'm not into that guy."

"I just..." Second Generation Mewtwo's voice weakened.

"Wondering why I was born into this world for..."

There was a flash of light, and it was the Dragonite delivering the letter flying up into the sky, leaving Professor Oak's backyard.

The flickering light shone on Second Generation Mewtwo's face, illuminating the forlorn expression on its face.

Its shadow reflected on the ground with a burst of silence...

"Click!"

The office door was pushed open.

A woman wearing a strange maid outfit walked in with a bit of trepidation, took a step behind Second Generation Mewtwo's office chair, and reported the progress of the work, saying, "Master, a total of one thousand invitations have all been sent out, and they were distributed to those trainers that we have investigated and confirmed to have a certain level of strength in their hands."

"Good."

Second Generation Mewtwo's voice appeared in the woman's head telepathically through its mental power.

"Are the Pokémon's positions arranged?"

"Arranged, those Pokémon now know their respective locations, as well as their tasks with your arrangements, and our several maneuvers, have gone very successfully."

"Good." Second Generation Mewtwo waved his hand and said, "Go down, you guys can rest now."

"Yes..."

The woman let out a sigh of relief as if she had been granted amnesty, and with a strong, decent smile and steady pace, she quickly walked out of Second Generation Mewtwo's office.

"..."

"Click!"

Hearing the sound of the office door being closed, Second Generation Mewtwo's eyes were obscure.

That woman was afraid of it.

Scared of it, a Pokémon that wasn't human, but resembled one.

It was only natural.

If Second Generation Mewtwo hadn't offered a high price for the job, I'm afraid, no one would be willing to work for this monster.

In fact, it could have used its terrifying psychic power to hypnotize the other party.

However, the morality in its heart still restrained Second Generation Mewtwo from doing so...

In order to prepare for this plan, it had taken great pains.

For a month, its eyes searched the entire Kanto region for trainers who were traveling, selecting from them those who truly had strength, and then, investigating the information and strength of these trainers, recording their files, and then having a team arrange for invitations to be sent to them.

The eyes are all kinds of Pokémon with the ability to fly in the air and cross the sea.

The team is humans with logistical capabilities.

These humans are also responsible for turning the abandoned Team Rocket base into a magnificent Pokémon City.

Second Generation Mewtwo hired them for a large sum of money to work for them and take care of the Pokémon in Pokémon City.

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round.

Although those people were very afraid of Second Generation Mewtwo, the high salary still made them bend their backs.

Then... where did Second Generation Mewtwo's money come from?

The answer is the Rockets.

Second Generation Mewtwo had spent so much time within Team Rocket's base, so naturally, it knew the locations of some small sub-bases.

When it realized that it needed huge amounts of money to support its plans, it did not hesitate to approach those Team Rocket people.

It destroyed those bases, snatched the funds, and in the process rescued those Pokémon captured by Team Rocket.

Some Pokémon chose to return to nature, while some chose to follow Second Generation Mewtwo and become its helpers.

There are also the wild Pokémon that originally inhabited New Island.

Within these Pokémon, there are many high-level powerful existences.

Second Generation Mewtwo used its brute strength to intimidate them, and they willingly obeyed its orders...

As a result, Second Generation Mewtwo had enough Pokémon combat power, as well as the teamwork of a fine human.

It was perfect.

Its plan also unfolded smoothly.

If there was no accident, at least half of the trainers would come to the meeting after the 1,000 invitations were sent out.

At that time, Second Generation Mewtwo would start its test for these trainers.

In the end, only those trainers who had passed the second test would be able to qualify for the "party"...

And then... Second Generation Mewtwo will defeat them without mercy.

It has the confidence to do so.

Second Generation Mewtwo wanted to prove its strength to Aisha.

Hmm... Right.

Such a loud and painstaking plan was just Second Generation Mewtwo's way of showing its power to its "father".

He and Aisha were the main characters of the party.

"Heh~"

As if thinking of the future, when it was recognized by Aisha, Second Generation Mewtwo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It inclined its head and looked out the window.

It was sunny, cloudless, great weather.

"That's not good..."

Second Generation Mewtwo raised its head and shook and shook like it was shaking a glass filled with red wine.

The clear sky was immediately clouded over.

Gloom spread above the azure sea, and the boundless ocean seemed to be covered in a coat of darkness.

Storms swept in.

Thunder and lightning broke through the sky, becoming the only beam of light under the dark clouds.

The warm sunlight was completely obscured behind the sky-covering dark clouds, and the sea, which was originally still considered calm, also set off ten thousand waves.

Finally, at a certain point, the torrential rain came crashing down and smashed on top of the sea.

The rain facilitated the sweeping of the storm, and the water tornado that rolled with the rainwater went straight through heaven and earth.

The rain mixed with the waves and whistled in the direction of the city, and hundred-meter waves rose and fell above the sea.

One wave after another was lapping at the coastline, exploding into a sky full of water foam.

Icy coldness spread out.

Above the coast, the sailors working on this side also looked at the sky with a blank face.

They didn't know why the weather, which was still sunny, had all of a sudden turned into this bad shape.

Even the most seasoned seafarers could not give a reasonable explanation...

In the end it could only be attributed to the temperamental nature of the heavens.

They didn't know that such changes in weather were deliberately done by someone.

Because, weather changes of this scale had already surpassed their cognition.

This was a power that belonged to God...

Not Mew, but the power of Mewtwo!

"Hm~"

Inside New Island's office, Second Generation Mewtwo admired its masterpiece, in a good mood.

The thunderous light from the blast illuminated its face.

It had a smile on its face, a smile of confidence.

Confidence in its own power.

"By the way, there's another guy to invite as well."

It looked towards Mt. Moon... No, it was further away than Mt. Moon.

It was a little too boring to have only human trainers.

It just so happened that it knew of a very powerful guy who could be the other big guest of honor at the "party".

...

Cameran Palace, Tree of Beginning.

The Tree of Beginning is as green and full of life as ever.

The vibrancy of the tree spreads out from the green color that blends into the clouds, making people feel happy just by looking at it.

The living environment of the Pokémon living here was on another level.

"Hmph~hmph~"

Mew leisurely traveled between the clouds, flying up and down gracefully and elegantly like a young lady looking around her own back garden.

It was in a good mood.

"Hmm... Hmm?"

Just as Mew was about to smoothly pick a tree fruit from the tree fruit tree beside it and savor the sweet juice, a familiar energy fluctuation caught its attention.

It turned its head to look in the direction of Vermilion City.

Over there, black clouds surged, as if a huge storm was brewing...

However, in the center of that storm, it was as if there existed another touch of hostility directed at Mew.

"..."

Mew fell silent.

It released its psychic power and attempted to pierce into that storm.

However, Mew's psychic power was blocked.

The person who had triggered that storm was defending itself against it, or rather... provoking it.

"Heh~"

A cold smile suddenly surfaced above Mew's cute face.

It probably guessed the identity of that person.

After all, that was the same psychic energy as its own...

Naturally, there would not be a second Mew in this world.

However, there were Mew imitations, more than one...

"What a familiar scent, the feeling of that teenager."

Mew was worthy of being an experienced Mythical Pokémon.

With just a little bit of sensation, it intercepted a trace of the other party's spiritual energy that was drifting between the black clouds, and discerned the identity of that guy.

"Spiritual power inherited from the self, but within the genes it utilized more of that teenager's physical power." Mew muttered to herself, revealing the nature of Second Generation Mewtwo, saying, "Sure enough, it's that child that was just born recently... The one who is newborn is always so flamboyant."

A radiant light surfaced around Mew's body.

This was its response - in the face of provocation, the dignity of a Phantom Pokémon would not allow Mew to back down for it.

"Son, mom has come to educate you!"