In truth, Mewtwo had always been unlucky.
From the moment it was born, its fate had never belonged to itself. Created as a clone of Mew, it was the result of countless experiments, infused with the genes of numerous Pokémon, all for one purpose—to become the strongest existence in the world.
And for a time, it truly was.
But the world never stood still. As time passed and power systems evolved, the title of "strongest" quietly slipped from its grasp. New legends appeared, greater beings emerged, and Mewtwo was no longer the peak it once believed itself to be.
When it broke free from Team Rocket's control years ago, it had finally tasted freedom. It wandered the world, searching for meaning, trying to understand its own existence.
But freedom didn't last.
It was captured again.
This time, Team Rocket didn't give it a chance. Heavy restraints, advanced technology, absolute suppression—everything was used to force it back into obedience. It became a weapon once more, a tool in Giovanni's hands.
With Mewtwo's power, Team Rocket's influence spread deeper into the Pokémon League. Hidden deals, silent manipulation… even the strongest trainers were not beyond their reach.
Sabrina was one of them.
A genius psychic. A prodigy feared since childhood.
And yet, even she could not resist.
Under Mewtwo's psychic domination, her will had been quietly altered. She became a piece on the board, serving Team Rocket without even realizing it.
…
Far away, deep within a hidden base, Mewtwo slowly opened its eyes.
Something… had changed.
A faint disturbance echoed through its mind, like a chain that had suddenly loosened. The psychic lock it had placed within Sabrina… was gone.
For a brief moment, silence filled its thoughts.
Then, a single question surfaced.
"When… can I be free again?"
It closed its eyes once more.
Even now, bound by technology and control, that desire had never disappeared.
…
Back in the room, Aiden stood beside the bed, watching Sabrina quietly.
Her breathing had stabilized, but her consciousness had yet to fully return. The backlash from breaking the psychic lock had been severe, and even with Aiden's intervention, recovery took time.
He raised his hand slightly.
A gentle wave of psychic energy flowed out, far calmer than before, carefully repairing the damage within her mind.
Time passed.
An hour later, Sabrina's fingers twitched.
Her eyes slowly opened.
"…Where am I?"
Her voice was soft, carrying a trace of confusion. When her gaze landed on Aiden, she paused slightly, as if trying to recall something.
Then, unconsciously, she spoke again.
"Who… are you? Why does it feel like… I already know you?"
Aiden blinked.
This wasn't what he expected.
Just earlier, she had come to assassinate him without hesitation. Now she looked at him as if meeting someone familiar… someone important.
For a moment, he said nothing.
Then, without warning, his psychic power surged again—this time far more controlled.
Her memories… returned.
Everything she had lost, everything that had been altered, flowed back into her consciousness like a broken dam being restored.
Sabrina's pupils shrank.
"…So that's it…"
Her voice was low, almost a whisper.
"I was controlled… by Mewtwo…"
The truth settled in.
The missing pieces of her life finally aligned.
She lifted her head and looked at Aiden again.
This time, her gaze was completely different.
There was no hostility.
No coldness.
Only a strange, undeniable closeness.
Because within her body now… lingered his psychic power.
It wasn't just healing.
It was resonance.
A connection.
Something deeper than simple recovery.
Aiden noticed it immediately.
And for a brief moment—his expression shifted.
Sabrina was strong. Exceptionally strong. Even among Elite-level trainers, she stood near the top. More importantly, she was a true psychic user—something incredibly rare.
Letting someone like her go…
Would be a waste.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
If Team Rocket could pull strong individuals into their ranks…
Why couldn't he?
His psychic power extended once more.
But this time—it was different.
No force. No domination.
Just amplification.
He gently strengthened the emotional link she already felt toward him, guiding it, stabilizing it, turning it into something natural.
Something she wouldn't resist.
Something she would accept.
Sabrina's body trembled slightly.
But she didn't fight it.
Because to her—
This felt right.
From this moment on, she wouldn't reject Aiden's will.
And just like that…
The Sky Team gained a new core member.
…
At the same time, elsewhere within the League headquarters, preparations were already underway.
After the meeting, both Lance and Lorelei had quietly begun investigating the Elite Four.
Among them—
Sabrina was their highest priority.
But when the report came in…
Lance frowned.
"She went to Aiden's room?"
No signs of battle.
No signs of exit.
Hours passed.
Still nothing.
His expression gradually turned strange.
"…Don't tell me…"
After a long silence, he exhaled.
"Forget it. Withdraw surveillance."
If Sabrina hadn't come out…
Then there was only one explanation he was willing to believe.
Which meant—
She wasn't the problem.
"Then the real targets…"
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Koga. Karen… and possibly Bruno."
This time—
He wouldn't miss.
Because unlike before—
He was no longer guessing.
He was hunting.
…
And somewhere far away—
In the shadows—
Team Rocket was already moving.
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