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Opal's face lightened up at the mention of sweets. And those Magost berry brownies sounded too good to pass up. "Sure, I could try some! They sound really good! In fact, do you happen to have some Pecha berries, Persim berries, and cream? 'Cause I can make this really tasty spread from those..." While talking to Meeka, Opal looked around for her Gastly, but Nerezza was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, she heard a large crash from the second floor. Gritting her teeth, she prayed to Arceus that Nerezza wasn't the cause of that noise.

Nerezza, of course, was nowhere near the site where the incident occurred. But the noise did pique her interest. Feeling pretty sure that it came from upstairs, she quickly made herself intangible and floating through the ceiling to the second floor, positioning herself in the wall. From here, the Gastly could plainly hear two voices, one of what she believed was a Raichu's and the voice of... That person from earlier! But who is it...?

Roise watched Medley's back until she disappeared and considered her. She was the one still inside while the others went to watch the stuck Stantler, so perhaps the hidden party was closer to her than the other? Could it even be the Breeder was only going along to make the sister happy? Maybe she didn't know anything at all, or maybe she would be more likely to let slip a little detail.

Roise was ever vigilant about calories, but she took one brownie just to have something in her hand. It would make her less threatening. "Oh, yes. This is nice," she said in a noncommittal way, looking at the bell and taking a small bite of brownie. She stuck out her other hand to receive the bell and gave it an experimental jingle. She really hoped Cab never got a toy like this. So noisy!

"Hmm... my friend's new pokémon is a Rattata. Do they like bells?" she asked to prolong the conversation. She wondered how long Medley would be gone. A quick glance around the shop showed that the other shopper's ghost pokémon wasn't to be seen. But then ghost's could vanish in a blink anyway just to mess with you.

Catherine lowered her hand, the other items she had ready to strike the other with dropping to the floor. "Why didn't you say so?" she giggled as she floated up to the Gastly. "Your trainer seems to be thinking about you, don't you think you should return to her?" she smiled as she patted Nerezza. Without an answer, Catherine took hold of the Gastly and teleported away, aiming to take her downstairs.

As Medley reached the last top step, Catherine had already left the presence of the second floor. "Oh crap!" she cursed aloud as she stamped her foot in dismay. She called down to Meeka, but the Breeder was too busy with Roise to even hear her.

"Rattata's have large teeth hmm..." she muttered as she became lost in thought, digging through small trinkets and things. "Maybe something soft for her to chew on?" she asked as she dropped the bell and offered a small chew toy instead.

Catherine was already down on the first floor, standing right behind the counter in full view. She gave a small, absent minded wave towards Opal and pointed to Nerezza silently, giggling as if she were a elementary student who had just heard a immature joke. "I think she is yours." she whispered than teleported away.

Medley tumbled down the stairs, cursing and bellowing disgusting words in pain as she stumbled. "Did you see her?!" she screamed at her sister, shaking her violently. Meeka blinked. "I didn't...Did she...?" Medley nodded her head. Were they caught?

Nerezza was startled at the sudden kind attitude the Mewtwo showed. She winced at the pat, and cried out aloud as she was held by the Pokemon and teleported to the first floor. As they arrived, the first thing the Gastly noticed was silence. Silence from shock, most likely. Nerezza, eyes wide open, watched as the Mewtwo waved to the Gastly's trainer, pointed to herself, then teleported away. Still in shock, the Pokemon floated there momentarily then rushed over to her trainer.

Opal was still looking at sweets when it happened. A large giggling Pokemon stood on the step of the stairs with her Gastly in its hands. It waved and whispered to her, then vanished. When Nerezza returned to her, she had dropped the package she was holding, and also dropped her jaw. Opal looked to Meeka, then to her sister coming down the stairs, then to the other shopper, who had just revealed to the three that she was a cop. Bending down to pick up the dropped package, the trainer was about to say something, but reasoned against it, knowing pretty well that it would be best just to keep her trap shut.

Dangerous wasn't what Roise would have initially gleaned from the boom coming from above. A boom could mean anything, and the singed pooch could have gotten in the way of some crazy experiment. Sounds like Rockets to me. Her scowl was murderous as she took two steps toward the stairs. And two steps was all she got.

Her arms instinctively covered her head as she ducked and rolled away from the collapsing ceiling. Splinters and wood chips rained down on her and the tensed when the floor thudded with the impact of the Mewtwo from above. She couldn't make sense of what the other was shouting about, almost as if she hadn't known exactly what she was hiding. But it also sounded like an accusation, maybe things were tense between her and the mysterious hidden party.

Roise didn't want to look a coward, so she got up and began brushing some of the wood dust from herself, but stopped with one hand just above her shoulder, eyes wide and mind racing. They have a Mewtwo. They're keeping a Mewtwo here! She was outraged. Rockets or no, they had no right to detain pokémon as they saw fit! It was clear they cared for the other pokémon with them - the Stantler, the Poochyena, and the others - but perhaps this Mewtwo simply had wished to be let be and the sisters didn't want to go along with that. Whatever the reason, however it happened, something had to be done.

Roise turned, pointing a finger at Medley, the one shouting. "You'll not speak to her that way!" She pulled the gender from Medley's previous shout moments before everything came crashing down. "How dare you hold hostage a pokémon such as this! Or any pokémon!" To Roise, the Mewtwo's behavior made sense, a captive furious with her captors and wreaking havoc. However, even she could tell that if left unchecked things could get out of hand quickly. She reached for Opal, "You may want to get out of here. Quickly," she added, motioning toward the door.

"You are not getting the gist of it, are you?" Medley spitefully said to Roise. "We are not holding her hostage. If you give us a chance to explain-" Medley sentence was cut off as the Mewtwo growled again, turning to Roise with a distinct flash of anger in her eyes. She stamped her foot and pointed to the door. "Leave, now." her telepathic voice spoke, upset. "How dare you fill Meeka with fright, make Medley angry. People like you should be punished! Leave!" Taking a step forward, the orange haired breeder lowered the Mewtwo's hand. "Calm down, Catherine." she said, eyes following towards her sister. "Calm down, they are not here to hurt us. Trust me, they don't want to. We are not in fear or them...But worried that you might be discovered and taken away. I'm sorry if our upset emotions worried you. I apologize." Turning towards Roise, Meeka shook her head. "I apologize towards you to, for acting so suspicious. This Mewtwo, she's a run away from the Rockets. She and-"

Taking a step forward, Medley sighed. "Meeka, let me explain. All this is my doing." Giving a small smile towards Catherine to show everything was alright, she continued. "When Meeka and I first moved to Zatao, we were completely poor. All we had was enough money to build this home here. We turned it into a general store and started to sell wares, hoping it will somehow help us get off our feet. Everything went fine for a few months but than we started homing more and more Pokemon. There were times we hardly had enough money to ourselves. I heard of the Rockets when I was running out to make a delivery. They made me a proposition of money and well, I accepted. Since the pay was pretty good, I couldn't back down. They wanted me supervise an "experiment". To my dismay, it was the creation of a female Mewtwo. They were going to use her as a breeding machine, since creating Mewtwos from scratch took a lot of time and effort. I escaped with her when I had the chance, but the Rockets really didn't like their toy being taken away. Since we were being chased after, I took Catherine here to only place where I hoped Rockets wouldn't find us. We have been lucky so far, but we had to be weary of everyone who came here. Any one of them could be Rockets and neither of us wanted to just say, "Hey we have a Mewtwo here, wanna meet her?". That'd be just plain foolish."

As Medley sung her tail, Catherine gritted her teeth. Even though she knew both of the two were not threats, her anger would just not settle. Suddenly, the Mewtwo fell to her knees, clutching her head. "Me-Medley, its coming..." she said, whimpering in pain. "Medley, she's coming, I cannot hold her back!" Medley took a step back. "C-Catherine. N-No. Not here...not here..." But it was too late, it showed itself and it left, bashing through the side wall and making an escape. Meeka only watched in horror as the Mewtwo dashed away. Turning back towards the two, she bowed her head. "Catherine...is also cursed with memories from her passed. She was trained like any Mewtwo to have a blood thirsty attitude. She has...killed many in her youth and she was haunted with those memories for a long time. She was treated no better than garbage by her creators, filling her heart with anger and hate. When she met my sister and felt her kindness, her mind made a second personality. This personality is the Catherine we know today, the childish, kind, and gentle one. But sometimes, the Catherine from the past returns. She won't be satisfied until she gets her hands dirty. I am begging you two, please, help us calm her down...Please."

As she listened intently to Medley's woeful tale, Opal kept one eye on the police officer. The trainer, to be blunt, didn't trust the woman. She seemed very intent to arrest anyone having anything to do with the Rockets in one way or another. Opal didn't necessarily agree with their views; quite the contrary, as a matter of fact. But just because someone had been involved with the organization doesn't make them totally dedicated full blast to them. Opal sighed in her head. Her capacity for forgiveness was gargantuan... Perhaps that was her weakness.

The trainer listened to Medley wrap up hers and Meeka's tale, then glanced to the Mewtwο, who looked pained, almost like her mind was being tortured. Taking pity on the creature, Opal wildly thought on what to do when the Pokemon collapsed and rushed away. The girl's mouth hung open and she staggered back a few steps before being caught by her Gastly, who was as surprised and terrified as her trainer.

Hearing the bad news about the imminent blood-thirsty rampage, Opal's eyes widened and she sprung up, even though she was already standing. "I will help! Why wouldn't I? Seeing innocent Pokemon being hurt... I can't stand it. But the question is: how are we to calm her down if we cannot approach her without risk of being hurt ourselves?" Opal could feel Nerezza beside her, and her Gastly's presence calmed her and gave her hope. Somehow, they would make everything all right... How bittersweet... We would save people and Pokemon from being hurt without them knowing anything about it. Then again... perhaps it's best that way.