What's going on here?!!
When the whit clears, you realize that you are no longer where you were. You are now in a shadowy, gloomy room. Machinery lines the halls, unused machinery -- you can tell because you can just barely make out cobwebs and dust shrouding the machines. You grow a bit worried.
"Hino?" you call. "Hinochiro?"
Nothing.
"Where are you?" you call. The room is cold, and a freezing draft wafts around the room. Then you realize that you aren't even able to be seen. You look down at your hands, and you see nothing. You look behind you too see that wavy, dark dreen tail of yours -- it is not there. Neither is the Santa hat, or the suit, for that matter. You are lonely and forlorn, and just when you are about to give up and sid down on the cold, metallic floors of this cell-like room, you hear voices behind you. You spin around abruptly to see A human next to a very tall Pok�mon.
"Good day, Professor Palm." the Pok�mon greets the human. "I'm ready for my next training session."
"That's not possible, Mewtwo." the Professor informs the Pok�mon coldly.
"Why not?" Mewtwo asks, shrugging. You walk over to them. They can't see you, so you watch them some more. Now you can see the Mewtwo better. Everything in the room is shadowed and gray, and looks to have no color -- everything but the cyan glow of the Mewtwo's eyes.
"There will be no more training sessions for you." the professor continues.
"But, Professor Palm, I'm not ready to go into battle yet. There are still many more years of training to come, you said so yourself."
"Your years are no more, Mewtwo." Professor Palm drones. "I am discontinuing you."
"NO!!" Mewtwo cries. "Why?"
"You are a failure. When you were created, my colleagues and I were determined to give you feelings. We all worked together to make your brain function properly. When my sister, Professor Sequoia, left because she didn't want to harm a 'poor miracle creature', however, your feelings perished. You and that woman always had a special bond -- I suppose that when she left, so did your emotions. We are assuming that Professor Sequoia is dead as of now. Therefore, your feelings, thoughts and emotions are gone forever." Palm explains. "YOU ARE A FAILURE."
"No, I'm not!!" Mewtwo insists. "I have feelings, just like you!! I have emotions as well!! I am able to think, feel and believe as I wish!!" Mewtwo finishes. "When will you see?"
"I see, Mewtwo. But what I see is not what is true. You are not wanted in this world any longer. You are merely refuse now." the scientist goes on. A tear streaks from Mewtwo's face. Mewtwo raises a finger to her cheek and catches the tear, letting it fall from her finger onto the floors.
"Look." Mewtwo points out. "A tear!! The emotion of sadness. That proves that there is still hope for me, right, Professor?" Mewtwo begs.
"THAT is an emotion everyone has. It is so common that it is now considered by us scientists a false emotion." Palm crows. Two more scientists Appear from the shadows. You don't know where they came from, the just walked right in. One of them was holding a device that looked like a canister and had a needle on the end of it. You feel a chill rush down your spine. They are going to drug this poor Pok�mon!! The professor looks into Mewtwo's eyes. By this time, the other two shadowy scientists are behind Mewtwo.
"You will feel true emotion now, Mewtwo." he finishes. One scientist grabs Mewtwo my the arms so that she can't move, while the other one shoves the needle of the suringe into Mewtwo's neck, of all places. Mewtwo immedieately closes its eyes and falls to the ground, knocked unconcious. You lunge forward at them.
"STOP THIS, NOW!! PLEASE!!" you shout. But just before you are about to crash into Professor Palm, everything turns white once more.
Not this again!!