Chapter 33
"Memories"

Kame stared at her quarry passively. Her dark eyes stared into Cyrus'.
"I must restore all your pain to the present." Her voice remained emotionless. "I will do this. Will you allow me to do this without a struggle, or will I be forced to incapacitate you through your previous memories?"
"You ain't doin' neither, #^#$@." Cyrus stood angrily. "Screw you, go t'%^#$, an' all that $&#%. Get th' ^#$@ away from me."
"So I must bring your memories to the present." Kame's voice held no remorse. She pointed at Cyrus, who took a step back.
"Stop it!" Drak wasn't sure of what he could do. How could he stop someone with as much power as Kame?
Cyrus gave a loud cry of pain as he collapsed to the floor, holding his head tightly. "#&#%in...^#%@#..."
"Many painful memories." Kame's voice was still devoid of emotion. "I will bring as many back as are necessary, unless you wish to change your mind and allow me to renew your previous pain."
"#^#$ YOU!" Cyrus shouted angrily at her, the pain in his voice unintentionally clear. "I don't WANT t'remember them anymore..."
She simply stared at him, her eyes glowing softly. In response, Cyrus himself tried to fight this off with his own glow, but it could not compare now that she had a foothold. Drak watched helplessly as Cyrus seemed to be coming near tears, something that infuriated him.
"No...they're gone, @#%# it! I got over it, they're gone! I don't want t'remember them, get out've m'#^#$in' head!"
Kame did not respond.
Drak finally moved forward, kneeling where Cyrus was trying desperatly to fight off the phantoms of his past. "Cyrus? Cyrus, who are you talking about? What's going on? What can I do?"
"Kid, y'got t'get out've here...I can handle this m'self...get away before...'fore..." Cyrus paused while speaking, apparently having some kind of inner struggle. He turned to Drak suddenly, the tone in his voice changing. "#^#$ it, screw that #^#%. Fight her with me, kid! I can't do this myself...they...she's makin' them come back t'me..."
Unsure of how much control or power he had over the realm between conscious minds that formed from telepathic links, he stood in front of the writhing Cyrus, not sure whether or not this would cause Kame to pause, as it had for Teishi. Having made her point that Drak could do nothing before, she didn't move nor say a word as the view of her prey was obstructed.
"Kame Twinrova, listen to me!" Drak knew appealing to the true Kame, the one that had died, was useless, but was unsure of how else to refer to her. He didn't want to reinforce the idea within Kame's mind that she was truly M-2 Speciment E. He knew this was useless, but he didn't care. "Stop this now! Think of what you've done...try and remember who you were!"
"That name means nothing to me." Kame's voice was emotionless. "Stop distracting me or I will be forced to take care of you as well."
"I won't let you hurt anyone else!" Drak raised his hands, trying to access the power that inherently came to him in such surroundings. A large ball of bright, flaring blue energy formed between his hands, heading directly for Kame.
This finally got a reaction from her. She moved out of the way, her long, unnaturally white hair following her movements so slowly it seemed to be floating.
She watched the ball as it harmlessly faded into the black distance. She then turned her gaze to Drak, focusing her frightening eyes on his own. Behind him, Drak could hear Cyrus breath a sigh of relief as the pressure on him was released.
"You have interfered. You must be removed."
~~~
The remaining group of intruders within the facility were faced with their own problems. Ashstar, Atelli, Caleb, Colt, Monty, Mewtwo, Eclipse, and Nick hung back, unable to move against what faced them.
Gabriella and Michelle's wings beat unevenly, both now injured badly, but still functional. The entire process would have been fascinating for almost anyone to watch, particularly those of the scientific community, if the fact that the two would most likely kill you soon after it was completed was ignored.
What had happened was, as the lost group dragged Michelle down the hallway, they had ran across Gabriella. This had resulted in a myriad of screams of surprise, concern, and fear. Against their expectations, Gabriella hadn't tried to kill them immediately, but was more concerned for Michelle. As soon as the creature touched her counterpart, the majority of Michelle's injuries disappeared, instead taking form on Gabriella's body to a lesser extent. Simply put, Gabriella had taken an equal part of the pain Michelle was in, which meant not only was Michelle now conscious, but she was now also able to fight.
The two hovered close to one another, almost impossible close, as Michelle spoke for the two creatures. The disturbing effect of the voice seeming to come from the chest and not the mouth only heightened the fear of the group facing them.
"We appreciate you not destroying me when you had the chance. I guessed that the silver-haired one perhaps desired to."
Ashstar made a noise at this, but didn't say anything as Michelle continued.
"For this, we thank you. But that is the extent of our gratitude. As it is, you have trespassed upon this laboratory, against the wishes of the staff within it. Therefore, we, as guardians of this place, must kill you all."
"All of us? Even our Pokémon?" Nick began to shiver. Michelle was silent for a few moments. She finally spoke again, her voice remaining emotionless.
"Some of your Pokémon may be taken away for experimentation, through which they may live. However, other then that, you all must die. We do regret doing this, considering the kindness you have shown us in not killing us on sight when you had the opportunity. It is simply our duty. Do not resent us for this."
Surprisingly, Ashstar walked forward, her violet eyes flashing angrily. Her voice took on the strange quality it had when she would speak the code to open the doors or when she was chanting the poem, a voice that was neither old nor young, but some strange combination between. It was not the Ashstar they knew's voice.
"Is this really your duty?"
The two hissed at her and flew higher, out of her reach, seeming furious. This was horrifying coming from two whose emotionlessness was enough to terrify.
"Do not speak to us, Silver-hair! We do not answer to you nor your master anymore!"
"Ashstar, what are you doing?" Atelli whispered urgently at her. This was strange behavior coming from Ashstar, but then again, ever since they had arrived here, she had been exhibiting strange behavior. Ashstar acted as if she hadn't heard her, continuing her tirade against the two hovering above her.
"You do not answer to the master because you were cast out of her presence!"
These words seemed to cause Michelle and Gabriella almost physical pain.
"She did not want you anymore, but as a substitute, you have made up a cause to fight for!"
Michelle had extended her claws and pointed them at Ashstar meaningfully. "Shut up, silver-hair! We do not need to withstand abuse from someone the master nearly destroyed herself!"
Colt nudged Monty. "Do you have any clue what's going on?"
Monty shrugged. "No idea. Enjoy it while you can though. I think they may start killing us soon, so I think Ashstar should distract them as much as possible."
"Unlike YOU, however, I was able to return to her presence. You, on the other hand, have been banished. Forever."
"That was a mistake." Michelle hissed angrily, fangs briefly showing. "If we kill you, the errant one, perhaps this will redeem us. If we perform what duties have been assigned to us well, then we have nothing to fear. She will reaccept us, as she has you."
"I haven't done evil on the scale that you have." Ashstar hissed between her teeth. Michelle was silent for a moment.
Caleb jerked with surprise and gestured to Colt and Monty. "Hey! Hey, remember what Ashstar said she did? She said she killed a Pokémon!"
"Kindness, wasn't it called?"
Monty was strangely silent.
"You know what that means?"
"What?"
"Those two must have done something worse."
"What could possibly be worse?"
There was no answer to that question.
"If we bring her your body, that will surely be enough to redeem us." Michelle landed finally, limping badly. She was followed by Gabriella, who could stand solidly enough, but her arm seemed limp and almost useless. "After all, you're disobeying her orders right now, are you not?"
Ashstar seemed annoyed by this fact that had been brought to her attention. "Only because I do not know how to fulfill them."
"There are no excuses for the master." Michelle's claws flashed brightly. "If we bring in you, her most errant servant, then we will return."
"Likewise..." Ashstar's voice took a strangely deep tone. "If I kill you both, who have commited more evil then me, then I can also return to her presence."
"Are you saying you're going to try and kill us, Guardian?" Michelle and Gabriella spoke at the same time.
Some strange sense of premonition gave Atelli the sense of mind to drag Nick to the ground, covering her head. "Everybody, get down!"
Ashstar's voice was now almost fully demonic as some kind of unknown, bright scarlet power flowed easily through her body, causing her bright silver hair to flash almost blindingly. Her hair began to float around her head, now glowing scarlet from the energy building around her, as if gravity was non-existent in her near vicinity. "Not try..."
Creating a large sphere of the red energy above her head, she flung it at the two in front of her. "WILL!"
Michelle and Gabriella exerted phenomenal speed as they dodged the crackling sphere. However, due to their previous injuries, that was the extent of their movement. They collapsed on the ground, their brief spurt of energy causing a moment of helplessness. They struggled mightily to ready themselves for an attack of their own.
"That's..." Colt stared wide-eyed at the scarlet energy as it slammed into one of the metal walls. Memories he had tried to suppress began to re-emerge. "That's..."
"Oh my god...it's what Ella E did..."
"Saph's fire..." Monty seemed almost confused by this entire encounter. "Ashstar can control it...better then Ella E can, apparently."
"What the heck is going on?!" Atelli was almost hysterical, frightened out of her mind. Near her, Nick had given up looking and had buried his face in his hands. "My SISTER could do this!?"
"Not...exactly." Colt watched as Michelle and Gabriella launched themselves at Ashstar, hissing wildly. Although Ashstar seemed able to dodge one, she could not dodge two at one time. She sustained several glaring wounds on her face, each of which only heightened her rage. The red glow around her deepened until it was the color of blood, Michelle and Gabriella retreating almost painfully from the energy. They only moved a few feet away, hopping awkwardly. The two stared at the silver-haired girl in silence for a few moments, leading those around them to believe that perhaps the battle had run it's course.
"I'll kill you!" The combatants shouted at the same time.
All three of them gathered scarlet energy from within them and attacked, causing a massive explosion that left everyone's ears ringing and almost everyone screaming.
~~~
Dr. Kagakusha was knocked off her feet as what felt like a massive earthquake shook the entire facility. All those still in the conscious world could feel it.
"What the...!"
Struggling to her feet, she watched as those who were psychically linked were thrown back into the real world roughly, all of them being knocked to the floor in surprise.
The earthquake lasted for quite some time, during which everyone, as if by some unspoken law, was silent as they waited for it to stop. Cyrus and Drak had moved away from Kame as soon as they returned to the physical world, joining Teishi who had woken to the massive shaking the room was undergoing. Silently, almost everyone stared fearfully at the crackling walls and floors and the tubes on the wall, which miraculously sustained little damage.
When it finally died down, there was a silence afterwards.
"What th' #$#$ was that?" Cyrus rubbed his head, staring in the general direction of where the explosion had come from.
"M-2 Specimen E, resume your previous orders!" Dr. Kagakusha had regained her composure and pointed to the three on the floor.
"Which orders?" Kame stood silently, remaining passive. Dr. Kagakusha was frustrated by this wait, noting that Cyrus was now standing as well.
"Bring back C's pain!"
"Hey, Lady!" Cyrus pointed at the woman, who tried to ignore him. "I don't 'zactly 'preciate havin' m'head bein' #^#%ed around with!"
"Well, it's going to happen again if I can help it, so get used to it!" She shouted back at him. She turned to Kame. "E-"
"Let's return th' favor!" Cyrus's eyes flashed brightly and Dr. Kagakusha gave a strange cry of shock. It was fairly evident to Drak that Cyrus had established a psychic link with the woman, but her reaction was different then he expected. She seemed frightened, almost terrified, of a psychic link and tried to fight it without success.
He turned to look at Kame and found her eyes glowing as well. One quick glance at Dr. Kagakusha's now prone form on the floor told him that the two psychics were most likely battling within the woman's mind.
Although Dr. Kagakusha had done some evil things, he couldn't allow Cyrus and Kame to destroy her unintentionally while one fought the other. Sighing, he prepared himself to enter the link.
"Drak-sama...don't...it's...not safe..." Teishi gasped through his pain next to him. Drak put a hand on his shoulder.
"Teishi, relax. This won't take long, I promise."
"Drak-sama, please." Teishi's eyes seemed to tear slightly. "You don't understand...Dr. Kagakusha...isn't...right..."
"I know that." Drak smiled.
"No, I don't mean like that..." Teishi turned his green eyes toward her with a twitch of pain from the wound over his eye. "She...she's weak...it's not safe in there...she is... unstable..."
"What are you talking about?" Drak stared at him in confusion, then entered into his psychic link. "Don't worry."
"Drak-sama-" Was the last words he heard from Teishi before entering the dark area within his mind.
It wasn't as hard as it usually was to find where the battle was taking place, mainly because there were flashing lights and loud noises coming from one direction. Drak headed there with all speed, frightened of what he would find.
"#^#$, lady! What th' #%#$ y'think yer doin'?" Cyrus' confused voice was clear to him. Drak burst into the gathering suddenly, his eyes adjusting to the strange surroundings.
It was unlike any other mind he had shared a link with. Generally there was one area that was shaped by whichever decided to edit the surroundings. Other then that, it remained a blank, nondescript area until someone wished to alter it.
This...was different.
There were two distinct areas that he could see. This was peculiar in itself, considering that the area between minds did not usually have an area that came inherently, much less two.
One was covered with sharp, jagged ends, the floor a dark, unidentifiable color. Although Drak could not place what kind of color it was, it made him increasingly uncomfortable and for some reason, angry. Tearing his gaze away from it, he turned to the other side. It was a soft, light, non-threatening color, one that made Drak feel safe, and there were no hard edges, no corners.
What shocked him was that there were two different Kagakusha's standing on each side. The one on the jagged,dark side had what seemed to be a tear emblazoned on her forehead and instead of the curls that Dr. Kagakusha normally had her hair in, it was flared wildly around her head, unbrushed and uncared for. The look on her face was callous, cruel, unfeeling. At the moment it was twisted in anger, something that seemed all the more frightening on such a harsh, cruel visage.
On the soft side, the other Kagakusha had a flower in her hair, which was carefully curled, more so then usual. Not a single strand appeared to be out of place. Everything about her seemed to speak of obediance, of compliance, of fear and rejection. She had a clinging sadness about her and it seemed a extreme effort for her to even speak, and when she did, her voice was soft and unassuming.
"Please, get out while you still can." The one with the flower in her hair held her hand out to Drak. "Namida is out of control-"
"Shut up, Hana!" Namida, the one with the tear on her forehead, had a rough, angry, harsh voice, one twisted by anger, hate, resentment, and slight tinges of fear. She was at the moment attacking Cyrus rather actively, using what seemed to be some kind of bladed weapon that Drak had never seen and could not identify.
Cyrus seemed rather surprised by this openly hostile and homicidal behavior by someone he characteristically knew to act in insidiously hurtful ways and was no doubt shocked sharply by his surroundings, therefore not using his mental power as well as he might have. Kame, on the other hand, remained out of the battle, apparently not sure of what to do. She did not know which Dr. Kagakusha to obey, and this had caused her inactivity.
"Kid, y'know what this means?" Drak wasn't sure if Cyrus was asking a rhetorical question or not. Drak remained silent for a moment.
Two different sides of the area...two different versions of herself...
"Namida...Hana..." He mumbled to himself. He then opened his eyes wide and looked between the two. "You're..."
"I'm Hana." The one with the flower put a hand on her chest. It was a submissive, non-threatening gesture. "Kagakusha Hana, to use my full name."
Namida was grappling with Cyrus and did not speak. Hana took up her part reluctantly, apparently afraid to speak for her counterpart.
"That's Kagakusha...Namida."
"What..." Drak tried to think of someway to frame his next words. "You're...two different people..."
Hana nodded slowly, sadly. "It happened a long time ago...it was an accident...we weren't always...this seperate...but now...there's just me...and Namida."
"Unfortunately!" Namida managed to shout hatefully as she struck out at Cyrus. Cyrus managed to dodge again barely, finally using his power to enhance his speed. Trying to gain an opening to use his power was hard, as Namida rarely let up her assault upon him.
"#%@$ lady, yer more #^@#ed up then I thought! Holy #@$#!"
Drak couldn't believe Cyrus had managed to say that.
"I wish I wasn't stuck with HER..." Namida gritted from between her teeth as she struggled against Cyrus' now enhanced strength. Both Kagakusha's had on a whole ignored Cyrus' comment. "Why she even came to being is beyond me...she's only a liability. Hard to believe an aspect like her existed and was, even worse, given life."
"Which one of you...um...did...uh..." Drak pointed at the two, not sure of how to phrase the issue that had just gotten a lot more complicated. Hana lowered her eyes and pointed at Namida.
"Her...I...I couldn't make myself..."
Namida paused for a moment, allowing Cyrus to attack. She ducked out of the way, striking out again. "I had to do it because she was too much of weakling to do her job! Didn't enjoy a minute of it though, somewhat of a disappointment. How about you, C?"
"#^@#in' ^@$#%!" Cyrus shouted angrily, his body glowing with fury. Drak stared at Namida in surprise.
"How...How can you just DO that to someone...?"
"It's my job...I do my job. That's it." Her voice faltered slightly.
Hana seemed forlorn as she spoke. She stepped slightly away from the battlers as they came close to her, seeming frightened to speak. "She does feel remorse...not openly, but she does...She told me once..."
"A mistake that won't be repeated!" Namida's voice was angry, but hid tinges of regret.
Drak noted with the intensification of the power that Cyrus was using, the more the world around them began to waver and shake. As Cyrus cut Namida's arm badly, directly across the joint of her elbow, the world shook almost as if the earthquake had reoccured.
Understanding what Teishi now meant, he rushed forward, managing to grab Cyrus' arm as he had backed away to rest. Namida had fallen to the ground, clutching her arm painfully. Hana was at her side in a moment, trying to help bandage her wound, which Namida vehemently refused to the point of pushing her weaker counterparts hands violently away.
"Cyrus, we have to get out of here! It's not safe!"
"#^#%! Did you hear what she said? 'M goin' t'@#^#in' KILL HER!"
"Cyrus, please! Look around you! This mind has been fractured enough! It can't take more pressure, it'll collapse on us!"
"Prolly drive th' #@$#in' Lady insane! Or...more insane!" Cyrus seemed pleased at the prospect.
"Us as well!" Drak stared at him angrily. "We're here too, remember? We'll be trapped in here if we don't get out!"
"Please...leave." Hana's voice was quiet. "It isn't safe here for you."
Cyrus stared at her in confusion while Namida was so overcome with pain she finally allowed Hana to bandage the wound. "Why do you care, #^#%#?"
"I apologize for what we had to do to you." Hana bowed to him respectfully, her voice soft, almost out of hearing. "I did not want to do it, but we had no choice. It was either that or lose everything we hold dear to us. We are very sorry. Even Namida."
"I'm not sorry..." She didn't sound as if she meant it. Drak noticed with alarm that the same wound that Namida had had appeared on her counterparts arm as well.
"Please, do not hate us. It is not our fault."
Cyrus was about to say something before Drak pulled on his arm roughly. "Cyrus, we have to get out of here! NOW!"
Cyrus hesitated for a split second, not sure of what to do.
Within that second, a brief, fleeting image appeared.
It was another Kagakusha. This time, however, her hair had been tied up into a ponytail and her hair had an equal dispersion of curls and wild hair. Her eyes and face were calm, even though she too was bleeding from her arm.
"Go...please..." Her voice was ephmereal and faint. With those few words, she vanished completely, leaving only Hana and Namida, both of which looked confused.
That was enough for Cyrus. He reluctantly followed Drak out of the mental link, noting that Kame also had flicked back into the real world.
As the familiar surroundings of the lab they had left reformed around them, Drak found Teishi at his side.
"What did you do, sir? Did you meet the nice one? The mean one? Were they both there?"
Drak finally managed to collect himself enough to speak yet again. "I...I saw...three..."
"Three?" Teishi even seemed surprised. Cyrus was shaking his head.
"Holy #&#%...what a #@#%ed up lady. Well, 'least that 'splains why she did all that #&#% t'me..."
"Are you actually going to forgive her, Cyrus?" Drak looked at him in surprise. "It wasn't her fault-"
Before he could finish, Cyrus' familiar angry tone was back. "#^@% no! 'M goin' t'kill that #&#%ed up lady if 's th' last thin' I do!"
Drak smiled grimly in spite of himself. "That's what I thought."
~~~
The massive explosion had caused problems of a more serious variety around it's origin.
The hallway crux, where Ashstar, Michelle, and Gabriella had been arguing, was now completely gone. In it's place was a large expanse of smoldering rubble. Fortunately, the ceiling had managed to survive the blast, although the floor and walls were not so fortunate.
Neither were those who were in the vicinity of the blast.
Michelle, Gabriella, and Ashstar were motionless. They had been thrown to opposite sides of the hallway, but had not suffered any visible injuries. Atelli and Nick, who had had the foresight to take cover on the floor, suffered the least damage. They had at worst scrapes and cuts. Nick was scared speechless and Atelli was trembling wildly, but other then that they were not badly hurt.
However.
Colt had, on instinct, shoved his two companions behind him and taken the brunt of the powerful blast. As he had promised himself long ago, he did not scream. Those behind him, however, did.
When they awoke or were able to see clearly again, as the explosion had left bright lights flashing in the vision, they surveyed their own damage.
Caleb found he had a thin piece of shrapnel lodged in his shoulder. It wasn't until he actually looked at it that it began to burn with agony. Trying to ignore the pain, he pushed Colt's body out of his vision, looking at Monty.
Monty was bleeding from his head rather badly. He was conscious, but only in the loosest sense of the word.
"Monty! Are you okay?"
Despite the clear obviousness of the answer to this question, Monty decided to answer. "Not really, I AM awake though...you?"
"Can't move my arm..." Caleb tried and got a flash of pain for his efforts. "What about...Colt!"
The two slowly inched their way around Colt's body, staring at him. His skin seemed darkened almost imperceptibly from the blast. He, however, was not bleeding. The two near him shook him, worried, but he didn't respond.
"Are you guys okay over there?"
"Colt's not waking up!"
Atelli and Nick made their way over to where Caleb and Monty were trying desperatly to wake Colt.
"C'mon Colt, get up! We still have to find Ella E! Colt..."
Atelli noted the injuries the other two had sustained and looked hopelessly at the wreckage around them. "What are we going to do? No one knows we're here...we can't get help..."
Nick spoke, for the first time since the explosion, and his voice was shaky and soft. "Mewtwo's gone."
A quick look around confirmed it.
"He must have teleported somewhere else..."
"But where? We could really use his healing ability now..."
"That only works on himself though, doesn't it?"
Caleb was still shaking Colt with his own good arm. "C'mon, you stupid idiot. You have to get up. Why in the world did you push us behind you? Stupid...wake up!"
Colt remained unresponsive.
"This is beginning to worry me..." Monty's voice was shaky despite his best efforts not to make it so. He placed a hand on Colt's chest. "I...I don't think I hear a heartbeat."
Atelli laughed in a strange, hollow way. "No, Colt can't die! He's too strong for that! C'mon Colt, we'll get you all fixed up..."
No response.
"What do we do?" Nick asked in his quiet voice. Monty sighed.
"I don't know. We can't just sit here...they must have heard us. We have to keep going."
"We can't move Colt! He's probably got a whole load of broken bones or something!"
"We can't stay here..."
"What about the others?" Caleb gestured with his good hand at the three combatants that had fallen. "We can't just leave them either."
"We have to keep going until we find Ella E and the others." Atelli's voice was frantic and strained. "We have to."
In truth, the only thing that was keeping Atelli from a nervous breakdown was the thought of finding her sister. If she found her, everything would be okay. She had to find her, she was the first priority.
"You two seem the healthiest..." Monty pointed to where one fractured hallway left off. "I think that's where we were going...go find them and bring them back when you do."
"We can't just leave you here alone..."
"We'll be okay." Caleb tried to smile through the stabbing pain in his shoulder. He didn't dare try to remove the shrapnel for fear of increasing the pain. Monty coughed.
"And...after all, we four do almost everything together. We might as well die together."
"Monty!" Caleb stared, horrified, at Monty, as if asking how he could say such a thing. "No one's going to die!"
Monty ignored him, only staring downwards at Colt's unresponsive face. "I only wish Drak was here though...then we'd have the whole four, and this wouldn't feel so...incomplete."
The talk of death had so frightened Atelli that now the only thing on her mind was leaving the horrible wreckage as fast as possible. Seizing Nick's hand, she began to walk away, her legs still too sore to run.
"We'll be back, I swear we will! We'll bring Ella E and Drak back to you!"
As they faded from view, the three remaining conscious members of the ill-fated rescue party stared at the metal ceiling.
"We can't do anything..." Caleb stifled his cry of agony as a muscle in his shoulder twitched, causing the shrapnel to dig in deeper. With Colt sprawled across their laps and the threat of broken bones, they truly couldn't move. Caleb turned to Monty, who was staring at the ceiling with the bemused stare he often had. Surprised at his reaction, he waited for Monty to speak.
"I guess all we can do now is trust whatever's out there to have mercy on us..."
~~~
Mewtwo had teleported away when the blast occured, but now had no idea where he was or why. He had sensed the blast before it had happened, part of his inherent psychic nature, and had instinctively teleported, unintentionally bringing along Eclipse, where he knew the explosion wouldn't expand. Unfortunately, he had no idea where he was anymore. All he had were faint traces of Drak's psychic energy. He tried to trace it, but the conflicting patterns he faced made it extremely difficult.
Suddenly, a loud psychic jolt came to him. Jerking in surprise, he found his short white fur raised on end.
He knew what that was.
Every motive in his body ceased. The only compulsion for him was to follow the source of energy. Even Drak somewhat disappeared from his mind. He had only one purpose...to follow the psychic energy that had just touched him.
Eclipse tried to reason with him.
"What are you doing? We have to help the others! Mewtwo? Mewtwo!"
He did not respond, nor did he hear her. Confused and frightened, Eclipse only could cling to her sons head, hoping that wherever he was going was safer then where they had just been.
He had heard the voices. He had felt the jolt, and there was only one thing on his mind now. He was to only follow it. The voices...
Calling for him...
For his brethren...

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