Mewtwo didn’t know what that sound they just made was but if the Human heard it must not be good. The young Pokemon tried to teleport back out but nothing happened. Panicking inside, they couldn’t focus well enough to use that move.
Staying as quiet as they could, Mewtwo starting to imagine what would happen now. Getting captured by this Human, the scientists coming to look for them, being taking back, and punished. Curling into a ball the small Pokemon started to silently cry.
Rebecca looked around before finally looking up, gasping and dropping the weapon she found on the floor, a sharp knife.
“A Pokemon? How in the world…? Uhm… Don’t cry?”
What could she say? She had been ready to attack who had broken in. She felt horrible. They seemed like a baby Pokemon but she had never seen it before.
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