MOONLITE WANDER
By FerreTrip

Wandering 01:
    Waxing Crescent:SCREWED

    It was another night, in the Orre region. Another night of endless car-noises, another night of bright lights, another night of smacking down idiotic thugs with a katana, another night of blowing away thugs with magic string tricks, and more importantly, another night of wandering under the shadow of the moon.
    Mewtwo was atop a roof, looking like someone who just wants to help those lost, but not being able to.
    He was a little taller then 6', and had somewhat strong muscles, somewhat strong because he usually focuses on his psychic abilitys. He had large legs, with very large calves, pure muscle. His arms...well, the forearm was wider than the upper arm slightly. But, strong nonetheless. His long, thick tail, bulbed slightly at the end, was like, and was, a pure extention of his body, serving its purpuses very well as a weapon, balance assistant, and many more things. The chest was more of a peice of natural armor, and really was so. His head was no longer the pointed thing it once was, and was more streamlined, like a human face, almost. His ears, which some people mistook as horns, were more curved, not the hornessque things they were. The tube running in an arch, from the back of his head to the back of his chestplate, was just as long as ever, and still filled with some extra nerves. Mewtwo's eyes were over-shadowed by large eye-ridges, and an extreamley beautiful shade of amythist, and were "smoother" as well, with the shine moving to being in full veiw, but still in the line of his iris and the white. All of his body, except the tail, was covered in pale lavender fur, his tail in deep violet. And, all around this amazing display of coolness, badassness, make-girls-go-nuts-ness, was a light brown, tattered wanderer's cloak.
    His mouth was in more full veiw, and currently its normal, casual shape. Mewtwo was surveying the cityscape of a city not usually marked on trainers' maps as important. It was Kitt Peak City. It held a large amount of skyscrapers, and was PERFECT for what Mewtwo did every night there wasn't a New moon. Tonight was a sign of near-hiding time: the Waxing Crescent. Mewtwo looked up at the perfect sicle-shape that looks like it's heading right in the sky, and sighed.
    I'd better get done with my route while I still can tonight.
    Mewtwo crouched lower to the roof, and then with a great leap, shot into the air, about 10', to be exact, before falling a few inches, then activating his flight. His "route" changes with his mood; if he's thinking, he takes a route around some buildings that he can easily dodge, giving him more time to think; if he's ticked off or just plain needs a cool-off, he takes a high flight that is slow, steady, and relaxing; if he's bored, like he is now, he takes his most-used route, as I'll explain as we follow his flight.
    Mewtwo shot off high, and twords his favorate skyscraper, then, just as he was about to collide, he veered off to the left. From there, he looped the builing at a fast speed. Think the average speed you go at in the Sonic games when running to the right. You go so fast that you cover what is about 10 minutes if you were the main character in about 2. That's about the speed Mewtwo was going in the air: the equivilant of 60mph.
    He looped the building a couple times, rising up, then, right as he neared the top, he shot up at an angle so that he just cleared the edge of the roof as he rose higher, his cloak whipping with the wind. He then reached out his right arm, and grabbed the anntena that stuck out on the roof, and swung around 3 times, then let himself fly off to the direction called diagonally-down. Once again hovering over the roof edge, he flew down the side of the building, strait for the street. Then, he pulled horizontal, then right, after about 10 stories. He flew around, barley high enough not to cause a disruption, and at the same speed you go at when Sonic has illusions of himself trailing behind him in Sonic Advance 2: REALLY FUGGING FAST, at 306mph.
    After a helix around a park giving good airspace, he went up and did an immpressive seiries of loops and flips and spins and helixes, all in about 10 seconds. Then, he pulled out, and then bore down to a very tightley packed area with close buildings. He went down one street, then zigged to another, almost hitting the far building, and went down that, zagged again, and continued in an unpredictable path, all while accellerating. After the salom, he went for the almost un-inhabitted area of town, the ghettos for the final drop on his roller coaster in the air. His cloak was going crazy at about this time, Mewtwo acceleratted to about 600mph.
    He reached it, and went up, up, up...and then, without missing a beat, turned and flew at an angle just 3 degrees off the angle of Noah's Ark's "The Point of No Return" and then some, so that he looked like he went at a 180 degree angle, but didn't. He went down, down, down twords the car-less slums, that had but one poor hobo, lying on the sidewalk, on his back, and looking at the violet-and-brown bullet coming at him. Mewtwo smirked at the last second, about 7' off the ground, when he pulled out of his accelerated dive, and as he did so, everyone in a 10 mile radius could hear a loud BOOOOMM!! as Mewtwo did something only jet pilots thus far have enjoyed: GOING FASTER THEN 750mph, THUS FASTER THAN SOUND ITSELF.
    Mewtwo flew over the hobo, who was cowering, and off to keep his speed of about 760mph as he flew upwards. Still in "sonic mode", he went around the city once, then went back to his starting point. But not without a grand finale. As soon as he was at the city square, he pulled off an amazing sequence of turning loops, wide at first, and slow, having dropped to about 400mph, and increasingly faster as the ball of light he was making grew tighter, and tighter, untill he re-broke the sound barrier and pushed out again, then twoards his starting point. Once at it, he flew up, decresing speed, however, due to him having hit a "jump". He sailed higher, higher, up into the air, then, he fell. And fell, fell, fell, so fast and far he started to make a small fireball. Then, right before he became a Mewtwo A-Bomb, he flipped from his face-down position, and slowed dramatically, so good, that he was just hovering, with a small cloud of dust under his feet in a circle like in DBZ, then dropped. He landed, feet just making a small *pad* as they touched the shingles. Mewtwo then looked up, at the moon, and then down at the crowds of people still cheering. Yes. Mewtwo dosn't just do this for curing boredom anymore. He does it because the people like it.
    Well, let's see...I think I just pulled a close-to new record, I think... He turned, and went inside the window behind him. Inside, was a hammock, hook for hangin up his cloak, and of course, like all his hideouts, a large flat-screen on the wall. He looked up at it, and it showed a time of:

    00:03:05:74

    Three minutes, five seconds...almost broke my old record of three minutes flat... He sighed. The screen, whitch was a computer screen, said in a feminine voice, "Well, Two, don't worry. You'll get it next time."
    Whatever you say, Tanya...And what did I say about calling me "Two"?
    "'DO NOT CALL ME THAT!' Haha...whatever!" Tanya, the computer, mimicked his voice exactly.
    Why did I build a computer with a sense of humor like that?
    "Don't ask me."
    Suddenley, the screen flashed red. "WARNING! WARNING! INTUDER ALERT," Tanya shouted. Mewtwo, who had just sat down on a chair, jumped, and stood up to a fighting like postion. WHAT?! WHO?! he demanded. "Well...you're not gonna like this, Two..."
    TELL ME!!
    The computer did what was the equivalent of a sweat drop and prepared for the outburst. "It's...Team Rocket. They were sent to capture you, thinking of you as a rare Pokémon, not remembering who you are."
    Mewtwo just stared. TEAM ROCKET?! How could they be here? he frantically thought. Tanya! Initiate lock-down! "Already did. But..." she showed a shot of them breaking down the blast door. "...They are relentless. OH NO!!" The door broke. "Great, now it's clear skies for Rocket's launch!" Mewtwo's face paled, if possible. Aww...Shi- but he didn't have the time to finish what he said, because right then and there, he was shot in the neck by an instant tranq dart. His world went black.
    "NOOO!!!" shouted Tanya, and looked to the window. A Rocket guy was there, and sweat-dropped. Immediatly, he was struck by a missle shot from the computer's defence system. "GWAAAAAA-"*BOOM* he fell and hit the ground, knocked out. "Fuck you too, beyotch. Great...that was the remainder of my ammo..." Tanya then had an idea. "Ah-hah," and the screen showed a light bulb lighting up. "I know what to do..." A robotic arm, carrying what looked like a face-less watch, extended from the computer, and tucked the watch inside the fold of Mewtwo's "collar". "Be careful..." The door broke down.

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    Mewtwo awoke with a headache. He still had his cloak on, and was glad. He nowadays didn't look quite himself with no cloak. It also was the symbol of the badass wanderer-type. You had to EARN the right to wear the wanderer's cloak. If it got shot or something, then Mewtwo would be so pissed...look out. He sat up in his cell...CELL?!
    Mewtwo stood up, and looked around at his enclosed area. He heard a voice, a woman's voice, muffled, and staticy, coming from...his cloak's collar? He reached back, and retreived the band. He gasped. This was the same thing he stopped working on a week ago! THE COMM BAND! He put it on, and flipped up the "face". There, was a screen, with a female's entire upper body and head. She had on gold earrings, a red outfit, and wore wire glasses. Her hair was long and brown, all let down. She had large, glistining jade-green eyes. And from the speaker, where a compass might be on some watches that flip up like this, a female voice came. It sounded like Mewtwo's computer.
    "Gah, geez Mewtwo, can't you pick a more sensable color like red? I was getting tired of brown..."
    Well, I do not think about myself being a style fanatic like yourself. How on earth did you do all this, what with the virtual form, and sending the Comm Band?
    Tanya laghed. "Well," she said in a southeren accent, "I just did a little thing like this while you were out. I personally like the fact I have a body, so when at home, can you let me talk like this to you?"
    Sure. Get to the point: WHAT happened, HOW did you give me this, hell, how's it working-
    "SLOW DOWN!!! Okay, well, I took that thing in from your little work area after you gave up, saying it was a stupid and useless idea, and made it work. The vid screen can allow video communication in cooperation with the speaker, which functions as a mic that can pick up telepathy, one of the few things you can still do...The "face" is a lens that can scan, record...a lot of things. Now, I bet you're wondering what the hell you're doing here."
    Mewtwo rolled his eyes. YOU THINK?!
    "Okay. Now, what happened was this...

    "Boss, we got 'im."
    "Good. Bring it here. I need a good look at it."
    Clok clok clok. Footsteps. Then an audible sound of an ÜBERball opening up. The pokémon inside of the new, and better than Ultraball, type of pokéball.
    "..!"
    "Uh, boss? Are you okay? It's like you just saw a ghost!"
    "It's just...Well...I somehow now remember...I'VE SEEN THIS POKÉMON BEFORE!!"
    Shock.
    "...W...Wh...WHAAAT?!"
    "Yes. Whipcrack, I have actually ordered the creation of this vile...thing...I thought it would be the ultimate fighting machine. It is, but I made a fatal error."
    "What?"
    "I let it have free will."
    During this convesation, a helmet, metallic and primitave, was lowered onto Mewtwo's unconcious head.
    "So, I geuss that it was it that destroyed the Viridian Gym, right, Giovonni?"
    "Right. I also want to have revenge on it. I don't thing it's physically strong at all, judging by his arms. But the legs..."
    "Sir! The extracting helmet is in place!" A new voice.
    "Good. Now, I want to have you make his brainwashing SLOW AND PAINFUL. Take out every major type of attack...except his worthless punches. But take out things like Mega Punch. NOW!!"
    "R-r-roger, sir!"
    "Uh, Gio, who is that? Er, WHAT is that?"
    "Mewtwo. The clone of Mew...Now, Whipcrack. Take our Rocket Machine that will contain its flight skills, and guard it in the top of Rocket Spiral. Also command your men to put it down at the bottom."
    "SIR! FINISHED EXTRACTING!"
    "Good. remember to give the remaining machines to the others, after we get the ones with his most latent abilities."
    "Uh...We kind of put thiem in random, or our computer did...Our RMs contain its kicks, tail-based attackes, major jumping abilities, flight, and some attack I think it CREATED called Shadow Shot. It's weak, but an energy move nonetheless."
    "Hmmm...Put all except...What the hell...The tail-based attackes in Rocket Spiral."
    "...Okay."
    "EH?! Well, what's this? It looks like a watch...No...IT'S A CAMERA?!"
   
    "THAT is unfortionatlly where Gio punched in the lens. Good thing this is loaded with nanobots to fix this..."
    Mewtwo was astounded. Giovonni, the man who he swore he killed and memory-wiped, is after him again. And BRAINWASHED?! Tanya, scan me to see if there is anything that will brainwash me! Tanya shrugged, sighed, and broke the truth.
    "'Two, you have a machine implanted in your brain to brainwash you into joining Team Rocket once and for all. If you don't come home and have me remove it by midnight, you are TOAST."
    Mewtwo froze. He looked at the clock on the wall. 12:00 noon. He had to escape, and with his powers, too. Other teams?! Was he part of a plan?! No time to worry about that now. He had to escape!!
    TANYA! MAP! NOW! he practically screamed. Tanya cringed, and made a "back off" motion. "Woah, okay, okay, sheesh, you don't have to shout. Now, here's that map," and she dissapeared while a 3-d map appeared on-screen. He was in Rocket Spiral, and he needed to escape to the R-shaped room, where Whipcrack lurked. "Okay, I know this sounds like a video game, but you have to escape to the outside, along with all the RMs in this area. I'll scan the weapons and stuff as we go along. But right now, you have to break down that door!"
    Mewtwo nodded. He said okay and closed the comm band. After walking to the door, he breifly searched his memory, or what's left of it, for what his choices of fighting are. He is, dispite popular belief, very strong indeed. The door seemed to be made of steel, so it was fairly weak. A few punches and it'd go down. Mewtwo had trained himself to go easy on people as not to kill them. Thus, he made a new attack, Shadow Shot, which is basically a normal energy attack, but so small he could form a gun-point with his finger and shoot it off, hence the name. It is very weak, but a few shots'd knock a normal thug out. Mewtwo also made a little wall for himself on physical attacks as not to kill. He can only do 3 hits in combo-style succesion. Luckilly, this usually does the job, but the bad part is that after the "extraction" he can only hit like that. 'Funny how things work like that,' he thought, as he chose a combo that would suit his situation. He finally decided on the basic 1-2-3 punch combo.
    Now, Mewtwo, even though he could only "punch," he could do a varity of attacks, based on arms though. He could punch, hook, uppercut, shoulder-charge, elbow-jab, etc.. Becuase he had a hard, flat surface to whack, he picked punches becuase they were strait-forward, didn't hurt much, and was okay for power. He began whailing on the door.
    Outside the door, two guards were startled greatly by a loud whamming noise behind them. They turned, and saw to their horror a small dent in the door.
    "WHAAAAAT?!"
    "I knew that the boss shouldn't of put him behind a measly 5 feet of weak metal!"
    By now, Mewtwo had puched the door so much, he was sure of it breaking down in any moment. Okay...Here-- he drew back his right fist --WE-- AND HERE'S THE PITCH!! --GO!!

    Hey, not bad, eh? This story will be long. And the next chapter will be MUCH longer! I hope this will be a game soon, one programmed ALL by ME!! And so I hope this won't sound too gamish, but that's what this is like. An escape from a fortress, collecting key items, with a big boss at the end--IT'S FRIKKIN' ZELDA AND MEGAMAN ROLLED INTO ONE!!

    NEXT TIME!!
Wandering 02:
    Full Moon: BREAK-OUT