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Epilogue

Only two days after the incident at the Tower of Memories, funerals were finally held for Julius Baron, Edger Gates, and John Braxton. The truth about the three men being the Team Rocket agents involved in Marowak's murder was not revealed. There was no real way to prove it, for one thing. And whether or not the truth came out didn't mater anyway. In the end, the three men had paid for their crimes. And all who were involved thought it would be kinder to the families of those men to remember them for who they pretended to be.

Dawn did not stay for the funeral. She felt that she couldn't face Carter, even though she knew his father's death would cause him great pain. As soon as her arm had been put in a cast, Dawn had headed home to Sinnoh. She had told the others that she needed time alone to rest and think. The rest of the group had stayed for the funeral though out of respect for their hosts during their stay in town.

Mewtwo had stayed as well, though he had no interest in the funeral. It was something that Mayor Fuji had said after the battle between Dawn and her sisters. When the old man had mentioned his son, he had looked in Mewtwo's direction. This had earned Mewtwo's curiosity. The feline Pokemon wanted to know just what Mayor Fuji knew about him, if he truly knew anything at all. An hour after the funeral, Mewtwo followed Mayor Fuji secretly back to his house.

The old man smiled as he noticed Mewtwo land behind. "I was wondering if I'd run into you again. You must have a question or two for me."

"When you spoke of your son, you looked as me as if I had something to do with him." Mewtwo replied. "How is your son connected to me?"

"The fact is if it weren't for my son, you would not even exist." Mayor Fuji replied as he turned to face him. "But come, this is a conversation we should have inside."

Mewtwo nodded and followed Mayor Fuji into the house. The feline took a moment to look around as Mayor Fuji went into the kitchen. It was a small yet comfortable-looking home, decorated with items that the old man had collected from a few world travels and some pictures hung on the wall. One picture in particular caught Mewtwo's attention though. It was a newer picture of a man wearing a white lab coat and glasses. He had grey hair that extended out from the front of his head and a pointed beard on his chin.

"I thought you would be interested in that picture." Mayor Fuji spoke as he returned carrying a cup and saucer. "I'm sure you recognize who that man is."

"This is the scientist who created me." Mewtwo identified. "He is your son?"

"I'm afraid so." The old man sighed as he sat on the couch and placed his cup on the coffee table. "My son told me about your existence, though he would not say much. Perhaps you would be interested to know why it was you were created."

"I was merely an experiment." Mewtwo coldly replied. "He only created me to see if he could produce the world's most powerful Pokemon."

"You were a little more than that, actually." Mayor Fuji revealed. "Your creation was a means to an end. My son hoped that cloning would a means to raise the dead."

"Raise the dead?" Mewtwo repeated with a quirked brow.

"He wanted to bring back his daughter, my granddaughter." Mayor Fuji explained. "Her name was Amber."

That name seemed to ring a bell in Mewtwo's mind. It sounded familiar to him somehow, yet he could not seem to place where he had heard it before. Like it was some sort of distant memory he couldn't quite grasp.

"When Amber died, my son was completely devastated." The old man continued. "He became obsessed with finding a way to bring her back to life. That obsession cost him his marriage and caused him to make deals with the criminal underworld. The is how you came into being."

"I see…" Mewtwo replied. "So I was more than a simple attempt to create the most powerful Pokemon in existence."

"In the end, my son's attempts to bring Amber back from the dead had failed." Mayor Fuji revealed. "He had gotten a little too eager and cloned Amber before you were even out of your tube. That clone did not survive, and to my son it was like he had lost Amber for a second time. After that, you became his obsession."

"Your granddaughter, what was she like?" Mewtwo asked.

"She was very special young girl." Mayor Fuji smiled. "I was perhaps just as devastated as my son was when she died. There's a picture of her here on the table if you'd like to see what she looked like."

Mewtwo levitated the small picture sitting on the corner of the coffee table to his hand. The picture was of a little girl with long green hair. The girl's face seemed very familiar to Mewtwo, even more so than the name. Yet no matter how hard her tried, he couldn't quite place it.

"It does not matter why your son created me." Mewtwo spoke coldly as he put the picture back on the table. "In the end, he saw me as nothing more than an experiment. That is why I had to put an end to him."

"Yes, my son failed to respect you as a living being. For that, he probably deserved what you did to him." Mayor Fuji agreed as Mewtwo headed for the door. "But it might interest you to know that my son is still alive."

Mewtwo stopped and turned as soon as he reached to door. "He still lives?"

"He was badly injured when you destroyed his lab. One of the men from Team Rocket found him as he and his comrades surveyed the wreckage." The old man explained. "That agent took pity my son and got him the medical attention he needed. He ended up in my care after that, for a time anyway. It was during that time when he told me of your existence and the purpose of his experiment."

"Where is your son now?" Mewtwo asked.

"I'm afraid I don't know." Mayor Fuji answered. "Probe my mind if you wish, but I assure you that you will find nothing. My son and I parted ways after that time. If I may ask one thing though, what would you do if you did find my son?"

"…I don't know." Mewtwo answered after a moment. "Perhaps it is better if I do not find him." And with that, he opened the door and flew off into the sky.

Ash and the others had gathered outside the Pokemon Center. With everything settled in Lavender Town, the time had come for everyone to move on.

"So where are you two headed?" Ash asked Cynthia and Diane.

"We're going back to my villa in Sinnoh to finish translating the manuscript." Cynthia answered. "With Diane's skill, it should be done in no time."

"I'm sorry all of you got dragged into the whole mess with my sisters." Diane spoke.

"Don't worry about it." Misty assured her. "Besides, things are better between you and your sisters now."

"I suppose so." Diane agreed. "One thing I want to do is try and understand Dusk's special gift better. Hopefully I will by the time I run into her again."

"Well, we should all be going now." Morty decided. "Until we meet again."

With that, Ash and Misty headed off with Sabrina and Morty in the direction of Saffron City, while Cynthia and Diane went another way. As Ash's group left the town limits, Ash glanced up at the sky and thought he saw something resembling Giratina streak past in the distance.

"Something wrong Ash?" Misty asked.

"Nah, it's nothing." Ash replied.

"You know it's great that Dusk has Ben traveling with her now." Misty remarked. "I wonder if we'll ever see them again?"

"I'm sure we will." Ash assumed. "It's a big world after all. There are probably a lot of other old haunted places for Dusk to do her work."

THE END?

Afterward: That brings another story in this AU to a close. A lot of this epilogue ended up being used to foreshadow another future story. One that I had not planned to do originally. Let's just say that X and Y has caused me to change a few of my original plans. Anyway, this might not have been the best story I've ever written, but it was a lot of fun for me to write. Especially at this time of year during the Halloween season. I hope everyone had fun reading this story too. I'll be back with another Pokemon story hopefully sometime next month. So until then, stay tuned.

Please review and let me know what you think.