He turned back to look at the ground. He wondered what happened to
him as well, even before becoming a Pokémon. He used to be the
sweetest kid when he was 7, now... he was a wanted criminal charged
for murder and thievery. What had happened? A tear began to
crawl down his face. Why did he hate Pokémon if he did worse than
they ever did? Was there another reason...?
He wiped the tears from his eyes, not wanting to look weak. Not
like anyone could see but... he didn’t want to feel weak. He
sighed as he buried his head in his arms.
"Oh? It smiled. "That makes this proccess easier, then.
Don't worry. I. Won't tell your secret. Just follow me. it went
to another room and held the door.
(Wait, can we do something like The Flash? Like moving the body
molecules so fast that it matches the molecules of the object,
allowing phasing? Basically going through stuff by using speed)
He clawed at his shoulders and legs, trying to distract himself.
A sensation went through Kurumi's body, and she was shrunken. The
Mewtwo stared on as Kurumi was tranformed back into her human
form...sort of. She looked half her human form, half Kyurem. The
sensation ended