He slid out of the warm, dark place into the dim light of the pod caverns and his first conscious thought was that perhaps this was what it was like to be born. He almost immediately thrust that aside, regaining his feet and scowling around. Where was he?

||You are here.||

The consciousness pressed against his and Mewtwo bristled, thin fur standing as he pulled up a spherical energy shield to protect himself. Love. Warmth. The affection in that touch was alien to him and his natural inclination was to lash out, but the driving mental probe seemed to be deflected somehow. Nothing. He couldn't even scratch the massively powerful presence that had just violated the privacy of his head.

It scared him.

Mewtwo did not react well to being scared.

||You have been Chosen to accomplish a Great Purpose. You have been Chosen to help fight the Ohm, a race of insectoid beings that are the destroyers of worlds.||

||You have been Chosen as champions of life, as protectors of the worlds and peoples that are left. The others are waiting for you. They will explain everything.||

He didn't want explanations. He had made up his mind. << You will not control me! >> The clone's eyes flared blue and he jetted off into the pod caverns, abandoning the light trail. There had to be a path out.

And if there wasn't one, he'd make one.

||Please follow the lights to exit the pod caverns.||

Mewtwo ignored her and sped faster. It was strange, he felt... somehow drained. Something was wrong. he stopped and hovered for a moment.

||Please follow the lights to exit the pod caverns.||

<< You will not tell me what to do! >> he thought viciously at Stacy, reaching out to the edges of his senses for some indication of an exit that was not the one that she wanted him to take.