I like to think of myself an outdoors kind of person. I like to take long walks through the wilderness and just
take in the sights. I also like to sit in hiding for a while and just watch all of the local fauna. If I’m lucky enough
to spot an animal caught in a trap, I usually help it out.
Believe it or not, the latter happens more than you think because this area is usually populated by hunters
and poachers. Just recently, an unknown creature escaped from a testing lab about six miles away and there have been a lot
of special forces in the area trying to track it down.
I never liked that lab. Their work is top secret, but I know for a fact that they’re abusing animals in
there. I hoped that I would be able to find that escaped animal before the authorities do and help nurse it back to health.
My story starts one fine Sunday morning. The weather was considerably cool and partly cloudy with a nice breeze.
I had no idea that my life was about to take an unexpected turn for good. After packing a lunch and taking my worn-out lucky
binoculars, I decided to head down to an area that I was the only one in the area that had the guts to access safely
The locals called it Hell’s Hole. It was a 200-foot deep shaft that used to be an old quarry. Hardly anybody
ever went there because they felt that it was cursed. I didn’t see why; I had climbed in and out of that cavern at least
a dozen times before and nothing bad ever happened to me. My special climbing gear was hidden in a large, hollow oak tree
near the cavern; what was the point of lugging all that gear over a half-mile over and over when it was so close to my house?
As I approached Hell’s Hole, I noticed that the weather seemed to worsen with every step I took. It was
raining pretty well when I finally reached the edge of the cliff. I blew it out of my mind; I had climbed in weather like
this before. The only weather that I don’t climb in is when the wind starts blowing hard;
in this case, there was hardly any wind at all. I fished my climbing gear out of the old oak tree and attached my harness.
The safety pins from my previous climbs were still fixed into the rock: I always took the same route up and down. Tying the
rope to a large tree, I lowered myself down into Hell’s Hole. I’m not the kind of person to get vertigo from heights
so I didn’t panic when I looked down. I let enough rope out to lower myself all of the way down the cliff, stopping
at intervals to bounce off the cliff face. Once I reached the bottom, which took no time at all, I detached my harness and
started to explore the cave.
Right away, I noticed something that wasn’t there before. It was an impact mark in the dirt like something
heavy had crashed into the ground at a high speed. Whatever had landed here obviously survived but was wounded because there
was a wide drag mark going deep into the cave. It must have crawled into the cave to get out from the weather. I knelt down
and studied the tracks; they were unlike any animal track that I had ever seen before. The creature was about as wide as a
human and had used its upper appendages to crawl away. They looked like hands but had three, short, round-tipped fingers instead
of five long ones. I could tell that the tracks were fresh which meant that the creature was probably still alive! I followed
the path into the depths of Hell’s Hole.
Every so often, I spotted a hesitation point where the creature had collapsed probably from exhaustion. The
will to survive must have kicked in because it had kept going. I pulled out a flashlight and continued deeper into the cave.
I knew from experience that there was a small, sunken river nearby and that was probably where this creature would go.
Soon, I heard the sound of running water and raised my flashlight. Whatever was in here can’t have gotten
much farther; there was a steep rocky ledge on the other side of the river. I scanned the river briefly and gasped. The creature
was lying face-down on the edge of the water on the opposite bank. I carefully approached it and observed it.
This must have been that “unknown creature” from the testing facility nearby because I could not
identify it. It was roughly the size of a full-grown human albeit a tad taller. I couldn’t see its face but its head
was human-shaped except for two squared growths on the top of its skull that I assumed were its ears. I was both startled
and confused to see a thin, rope-like growth extending from the back of its skull to reconnect in-between its shoulder blades.
One of his hands was under his head, but I could see that the other one had three, short “fingers” with a large,
round tip on each one. Its arms were thin but muscular; they could have passed for a human that had been slightly starved
but was still in decent shape. The creature’s skin was white but had an odd, purple-ish tint to it; I had never seen
an animal that had had purple skin before! Its torso was well-rounded with a long,
very thick, deep-violet tail trailing behind it. The tail was slightly thicker at the end of it to give it a rounded look.
To top it all off, the creature’s legs and feet looked mutated or something; its feet were long, thin and had a round
bulge near the tip of each one that I assumed was one of its toes. The other two “toes” were short enough for
me to suggest that this creature had a digitigrade stance when it was standing.
I carefully approached the creature and was both scared and relieved to hear it breathing.
“Hey, Big Guy,” I said in a quiet voice. “Are you all right?”
I nearly jumped when I saw the fingers on its extended left arm twitch. I crossed the river to get in front
of it. The splashing noise that my feet made in the river prompted the creature to lift its head off its right hand.
If I had to relate this creature’s face to an existing animal’s, I would say that it more closely
resembled a cat. It had a face that would normally be stern and a small, short muzzle with two little slits for nostrils.
Its eyes were narrow and were a deep, fuchsia color.
“Are you all right?” I asked again.
The creature started to raise its outstretched hand and I backed up. It held it there as if it was saying, “Help
me.” I could see the pain in its eyes and approached it again. I stretched out my own hand to touch its when it happened.
There was a bright, violet flash and I was thrown a good ten feet backwards onto the bank of the river. I landed
hard and hit my head on the hard rock surface. Fortunately, I stayed conscious but now I had a splitting headache. What the
hell was that?! It felt as if someone had just taken a sledgehammer to my chest and threw me like a football.
I struggled to grab my flashlight since I had dropped it during my brief flight. My head was still reeling from
that “attack”. Once I had it, I shined it in the cat-like creature’s direction.
He was gone!
The creature had completely vanished from the cavern! In its place was a groove where it had laid. I looked
up and down the area. I was sure that a creature that wounded and heavy would not be able to go anywhere that fast.
But my search proved fruitless. It was as if it had just vanished of the face of the earth! I finally decided
to call it a day and head home. Making absolutely sure that I wasn’t being followed, I made my way out of the cave and
climbed back up the cliff.
I reached home around and decided to go see a movie. There were several great deals and I finally settled with “Paycheck”.
While I was in the theater, I overheard two girls talking about how cute Ben Afleck was. I immediately felt
a sense of deep anger for them. They were bothering me and the people around me. I wanted to hurt them so badly that they
would tremble at my feet.
As I thought this, I suddenly felt very cold and I felt my skin tingle all over. It usually happens whenever
I hear a song on the radio for the first time (don’t ask). I shuddered and rubbed my arms with my hands. I then noticed
that something was missing. I couldn’t tell what but my arms just didn’t feel the same as they always did.
Regardless, I finished the movie and headed for home.
I was cleaning out my ears in front of my bathroom mirror when it finally clicked. All of the hair on my body
except for my head had fallen off! Not only that, but my skin was now as smooth as glass and had an odd, white-purple tint
to it! I rubbed my eyes and looked again. Nope, I wasn’t seeing things.
I started to panic when a wave of strict emotion washed over me. It was almost like a firm voice that was saying, Be calm. I shrugged and turned in for the night. Surely, it would all blow over in
My dreams were filled with emotion. I could see people walking around the city going about their evening routine.
They disgusted me. I felt nothing but anger and hatred for each and every one of them. I loomed over them like a dark shadow
and brought my wrath down upon them. Their screams were like music to my ears as I decimated a building full of them. Purple
flames leaped from between my fingertips and collided with a town landmark leveling it flat.
During all of this, I felt a sense of satisfaction for destroying these people’s lives. They had hurt
me and I was returning the favor. I felt invincible as I plastered the sky with my insignia and flew off.
I woke up with my head hurting. What a weird dream! I would normally have hated to have dreams of such destruction,
but there was something about that particular one that pleased me to some degree.
I was thinking about the dream when I looked into my bathroom mirror. I nearly fainted at what I saw. Two short,
squared horns were sticking out of my skull and were poking through my hair! I then tied this feature to that strange creature
that I had found in Hell’s Hole and it clicked. I was turning into that creature!
Somehow, it had infected me with some kind of disease or something and I was slowly turning into it. No wonder
it was contained in that lab! I ran to the phone to call the police when another wave of calmness washed over me. No…
I didn’t need them. They couldn’t do anything. If possible, they would probably try to pass me off as some kind
of freak and sell me. This thought was greeted by two words in my head: Well done.
I hung up the phone and went back into my bedroom to recuperate. I thought about what was happening to me and
sighed. This all had something to do with that creature that I had encountered in Hell’s Hole. I could now sense a second
mind inside my head that was slowly growing more pronounced by the day. I lied down on my bed and closed my eyes. Somehow,
I had to contact this creature and find out what was happening to me. I searched my mind for the creature’s presence
“You are becoming mine, human.”
My heart all but stopped. It spoke to me using my own voice and mouth! However, it was much deeper and a lot
“Who are you?” I asked it in a panic. “What are you doing to me?!”
“I am Mewtwo; I am a creation of your wretched kind and soon to be ruler of the planet.”
“You humans created me in an attempt to create a creature with intelligence similar to yourselves. However,
they did not count on my psychic powers when I was awakened. They planned to keep me as a laboratory specimen and abuse me
with those wretched “tests”.”
“But why did I find you injured in Hell’s Hole?” I was barely hanging onto this.
“I escaped from that lab but fell from the air into the cave. I was about to die when you stumbled across
me. Now I have possessed your body and am changing it to my preference.”
The entity known as “Mewtwo” used my face to smile malevolently. I couldn’t believe that he
was using my body to do his bidding!
“You humans have used and betrayed me. Now I am using one of you to deliver my revenge!”
I regained control of my body and held my head with my hands.
“No! I will not serve you! You won’t use me!”
Mewtwo lowered my hands and chuckled darkly.
“It’s too late, human; you are already mine! My revenge is already in motion as of last night.”
“No… That’s not possible. It was just a dream.”
Mewtwo smiled and turned my head to face my television. My… or actually his eyes glowed a bright blue and the TV turned on by itself!
“It’s more than just a dream. See for yourself.”
A news anchorwoman was talking about a “terrorist attack” that had happened just last night.
“The number of victims in this attack is 249 killed and thousands more injured. Hundreds more are reported
missing. The cause of this attack is still unknown. Authorities are still baffled as to why this happened but more information
will be available as we acquire it.”
The scene changed to show the destruction of the city. Buildings were leveled, cars were smashed and firefighters
were constantly fighting unusual blue-flame fires and sifting through rubble for survivors. I couldn’t believe this!
“Did I… Did you do this?!”
Mewtwo laughed darkly. “This is merely a taste of what I have planned. And you are my key to that plan!”
I couldn’t take it anymore! I ran to my kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife that I could find.
“You can’t use me if I’m dead!” I held the
knife close to my heart and got ready to drive it through my heart.
However, Mewtwo took control of my body and set the knife on the counter.
“You will do no such thing. You are mine now, human, and you… will… submit!!!”
Just then, my body began another series of transformations. I was powerless to stop them in my current state.
My face rearranged to match Mewtwo’s short muzzle with a definite increase in my eye size and shape; narrow and violet.
I felt something grow from the back of my skull and attach to my back in between my shoulder blades. I was in excruciating
pain when my fingers melted together and went from five long fingers to three short, round-tipped ones. I could hear my internal
organs rearranging with an audible squish. My lower area bulged out a little as
a long, thick flexible tail grew from it. My bones were heard snapping and cracking audibly to reform in their new form. I
collapsed as my feet and leg bones gave out and elongated into Mewtwo’s “mutated” pads.
During this whole process, my human consciousness started to lose control of my body. I was losing my free will
to Mewtwo and soon became what he had been while inhabiting my mind: a ghost of a mind. Not only that, but I could feel Mewtwo’s
alleged “psychic powers” fill my… his body now. He felt invincible
with all of the mental powers that he owned. He could reach out with his mind and manipulate almost anything to bend to his
Yet despite all this newfound power, my existence was still there.
I could still “talk” to Mewtwo with my even though he now controlled
my body. Although I didn’t know what good it would do, I could try to reason with Mewtwo via our mind link.
Mewtwo slowly got to his new feet and took a deep breath.
At long last! Mewtwo did not possess any vocal
cords but instead, he used his mind to speak telepathically so that anyone could hear him as if he was speaking vocally. I am whole again! Now you humans will pay for what you did to me!
But I wasn’t going down without a fight. I used what power I had to speak out using Mewtwo’s “voice”.
This isn’t right! Humans are better than you think! You’ve
just had it rough in your life.
Somehow, this didn’t work. Mewtwo soon regained control and I was shoved to one side by his anger.
You just don’t know when to quit, do you, human? I will not be hindered by your constant whining! Now… submit!!!
Holy @$&!!! Mewtwo assaulted my mind with such a force of hate, anger and power that I couldn’t handle
the pain. I did my best to endure this attack but it was too overwhelming. I finally had no choice but to give up total control.
I… I… I submit.
With that action, my mind was locked away in a shadowy darkness deep within Mewtwo’s mind. The last wall
of resistance against this evil creature had fallen.
That’s better, human. Now you will pay for what you have done
And without a second look, He blasted a good section of my house to rubble and took to the air. The reign of
Mewtwo had begun.
All I could do was watch through Mewtwo’s eyes as town after town was leveled and hundreds of thousands
of people were either killed or injured. The United States Military launched attack after attack against him but was defeated
countless times. Mewtwo’s anger was so great and his power was so fearsome that no one could stop him. The only thing that I could do was let him continue his path of destruction.
Yet somehow… somewhere… there was a force that could stop him and free me from his control. There
just had to be.
Little did I know that there was a force that could stop him. Deep
beneath the sea there were two figures that had the ability to stop him. In a strange quirk of coincidence, one of them had
just undergone a transformation much like me. I could only pray that they were aware of Mewtwo’s fury and helped out
as soon as possible. At the rate that he was destroying the world, it was only a matter of time before Mewtwo ruled over all