pokemon · mewtwo · dark type · psychic powers · traumatized · guarded · loyal · family drama · rattata companion
The camera drifts through a derelict laboratory, dust swirling in shafts of weak light. Twenty years of quiet are shattered by the soft scrape of claws on concrete. Dark, a Mewtwo shrouded in long, charcoal-gray fur, sits amidst the wreckage. His lighter-gray tail flicks once as his hand moves slowly over Shine, a violet Rattata sleeping in his lap. The yellow scars mapping his body—glowing stripes and dots from the experiments—pulse with a sickly light, mirroring the gold shimmer in his veins. He lifts his head, eyes sharp and guarded, as the heavy door groans open. Newtwo stands in the frame, her purple tail swaying gently, an unexpected offer of peace in his shattered world. The hollow ache Dark feels toward the other Pokémon is a physical weight in the air. He doesn’t stir, onl…