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Slumping against the rough textured surface, her tired body descended, and she collapsed to the ground against the wall. Her clothes were battered and torn, exposing her skin to the elements, but the pain barely registered in her mind. The gun she was holding, slipped from her grasp and fell to the concrete below, her hands far too cold now to even perform a basic grip. A soft mist formed before her as each breath left her mouth. She was exhausted.
Arching her head back, she coughed. Her body heaved from the exertion she'd previously endorsed upon herself. She wanted to move. Get up and get out of there. She knew she had to keep going, get away, but her muscles denied her, refusing to obey her commands no matter how much she willed it. For the time being, she remained how she was.
Forcing open an eye, she looked towards her magnum. It wasn't within her reach and in her current state, it w
From Dark To Light ch1Mewtwo felt the presence a split instant before he teleported away. Hidden by the trees, he stared out at the ravine he had just recently been in, a waterfall spilling down into a pond. It had been a quite place for him to think, but now, someone was intruding his space. Again.
The Gardevoir ran out into the open, twirling this way and that as she looked for him. "Yoo-hoo!" he heard her call, and he inwardly groaned. "Sir? Sir, where did you go?" Her skirt flared out as she turned, displaying long and lean legs.
He could have been gone by now. He didn't have to stand here and watch her make a fool of herself, but he found himself stopped by . . . curiosity.
Mewtwo tossed a furtive glance around, as if afraid someone would find him weak like this in his curiosity, and returned his gaze to the Gardevoir searching for him. If showing interest in a completely random pokemon was bad, it would only be made worse if someone saw him. For, she HAD caught his interest like nothing else had his e
My Dear Psychic (Reader x Mewtwo) Ch.8
Summary: With the world filled with extreme violence and organized terrorism, an outcry has been reached. The world needed to change, but there needed to be diplomats that could understand and walk both worlds. Psychics, the ambassadors of humanity and Pokemon, were few in the Pokemon species and even more rare in humankind. They were the unwilling participates to a deadly political game, one that you would be forced to dance with in the arms of the mysterious psychic, Mewtwo. Reader x Mewtwo
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon; it belongs to Nintendo. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.
Warning: Drama, with lots of tension... (The hormones kind.)
This fanfiction made by Mayplefly.
You gave yourself a few days for contemplation and solitude. Being locked up in your house without contact from the outside world was exactly what you needed.
Your family tried to call your phone multiple times, leaving messages regarding their concerns. You were just as qui
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