"It's said that not all humans are like that… You must wake up, Mewtwo!"
Seeing Mewtwo suddenly strike, Ash shouted as he dashed forward, determination blazing in his eyes.
"Take this—Aura Fist!"
Mewtwo's left fist shone with an intense blue light as he launched a devastating punch straight toward Ash.
"Bone Spirit: Guard!"
Ash's eyes sharpened. In an instant, a spectral skeletal arm manifested beside him, mimicking his motion perfectly. The two fists collided with explosive force, Aura meeting bone.
Crack!
"Ah—!"
Ash gritted his teeth as a web of fractures spread across the summoned bone arm. The sheer impact left no doubt—Mewtwo's Aura-enhanced strike was overwhelmingly powerful.
"Damn it… Bone Spirit isn't holding up!"
Ash cursed under his breath. Scarlet energy suddenly ignited around him, enveloping his body. Within seconds, the energy condensed into a massive skeletal upper body—his evolved form, Bone Guardian Mode, shielding him completely.
"So this is your strength…"
Ash muttered through clenched teeth.
"That guy Mewtwo… he can manipulate Aura to this degree—like it's an extension of himself. If he were human, he'd be my strongest rival!"
The realization shocked him—Mewtwo wasn't merely imitating techniques. He was creating his own.
"Is this your full power, Ash Ketchum?"
Mewtwo's voice echoed, cold and unshaken. The air around them trembled as his psychic energy surged outward, saturating the island in a crushing wave.
Ash's movements suddenly slowed, his limbs heavy as if burdened by invisible weights.
"Not good—psychic field!"
He realized it instantly. The vast sea surrounded them on all sides, with only this island as their battlefield. If not for the Float Gem hovering beside him, sustaining his position midair, prolonged combat here would be impossible.
Quartz League Arena
"So strong… What kind of ability is that?"
The audience stared at the live broadcast in awe.
"It's terrifying. Is that the power of a Legendary Pokémon?"
"To think that Ash—a human—can fight evenly with Mewtwo…!"
At the command center, Professor Oak stood before the monitors, his voice firm:
"Analyze Mewtwo's weaknesses—quickly!"
A researcher replied nervously,
"Doctor, Mewtwo's data is almost nonexistent. Everything we've collected so far is inconclusive!"
"By attribute, Mewtwo's a Psychic-type. In theory, Dark, Bug, or Ghost types would counter him. But Master Ash isn't using Pokémon at all…"
The scientists exchanged uneasy glances—both astonished and fearful.
The boy they once saw as a rising Trainer was now demonstrating godlike power, wielding techniques no human should possess.
"He's just a kid," one murmured, "but he's a Champion, a master of Aura and battle techniques… and now—he's facing a Legendary."
Team Rocket Headquarters
"Are preparations complete?"
Giovanni asked coldly, eyes fixed on the broadcast feed.
"Yes, Boss," a grunt responded. "Shall we move out now?"
"Not yet," Giovanni replied, his tone icy.
"We'll wait until Mewtwo's energy is depleted by that boy. Our chances of capturing him are higher that way. For now, Mewtwo will be our shield against the League."
He crossed his arms, expression unreadable.
"When their battle ends, the Rocket organization will act immediately. If we can't secure Mewtwo, we relocate—no hesitation. Athena and Lambda will transport the critical data and equipment first."
Giovanni's strategy was simple yet ruthless—let Ash and Mewtwo destroy each other, then strike when both were at their weakest.
Back on the battlefield, Ash roared, his voice carrying across the wind.
"Bone Spirit—Draco Blade!"
In response, the skeletal arm condensed its energy into a gleaming crimson blade. With a powerful swing, Ash slashed downward, aiming straight for Mewtwo as Aura and psychic energy collided in a storm of blinding light.
The entire island trembled.
Ash and Mewtwo—human and Pokémon—stood as equals.
Two wills, two worlds, clashing in a storm of impossible power.
As the massive blade of Bone Guardian Suzuno swept through the air, the energy along its edge rippled like a storm-tossed ocean. In an instant, a dragon made of surging water spiraled forth, its roar echoing across the battlefield as it lunged straight toward Mewtwo.
This was Unnamed God's Love — Ghostblade's Execution Slash, a lethal sword art Ash had developed himself.
He'd once lamented that Suzuno lacked enough offensive techniques, so he created one by merging his own aura control with elemental manipulation—the Water Elemental Blade.
"What—elemental infusion?!"
Mewtwo's pupils narrowed. Even he, with his vast telekinetic might, had never achieved such fusion. A human manipulating elements through sheer aura? Impossible. Mewtwo, as a pure Psychic-type, could not wield elemental powers directly.
"Gravity Field!"
Mewtwo's eyes flared blue. A dense field of telekinetic force surged outward, distorting space around him. The water dragon's advance slowed, then shattered midair under the crushing weight.
Boom!
Water exploded in every direction, rain cascading down from the sheer pressure.
Ash felt the psychic weight on his body suddenly lift.
"So that's it… When he uses the gravity field, he has to drop his hold on me."
He realized the key instantly. To maintain his Psychic Suppression, Mewtwo had been dividing his focus. Against ordinary Pokémon, it wouldn't matter. But Ash's aura was different—his mental fortitude rivaled that of a Psychic-type.
To crush him, Mewtwo had been maintaining constant psychic pressure. When the Water Dragon Slash forced him to shift his concentration, that pressure vanished.
Mewtwo grimaced.
That dragon wasn't just water—it carried killing intent. Cold, sharp, suffocating. For the first time, Mewtwo felt genuine danger.
He understood then—this attack wasn't random.
The energy signature… the precision… the murderous aura that radiated from the blade—this was the art of a trained assassin.
No wonder. Ash's aura bore the imprint of countless life-and-death battles.
He might be a Pokémon Trainer in this world, but deep within, the instinct of the killer from his past life still slept, waiting for moments like this.
The Water Dragon faded into mist, leaving Ash standing amidst the dissipating energy, his breath steady and his eyes burning with determination.
"Mewtwo… You're not the only one who's evolved."
He raised his hand again. The aura around him flared—blue and crimson intertwining like living flame. Suzuno's skeletal form pulsed in response, the massive sword reforging itself through the swirl of elements.
Mewtwo floated higher, psychic power rippling like a storm around his body.
"Show me then, Ash Ketchum. Show me the true strength of a human who dares to stand against a god."
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