Class is in session

(What are the secrets you hinted at? Seeing how I have been 'blinded', please enlighten me.) Mewtwo said in a serious tone, yet it also held a tinge of sarcasm. After all, what had he not seen already?

Rex didn't speak right away but instead stared at Mewtwo. A trace of pity flashed across his eyes. What a tragic Pokémon, so many beautiful things in this world to discover and experience, yet all this Pokémon ever received and witnessed, was suffering and deception.

Mewtwo's face contorted in anger as it recognised the emotion behind those eyes. He hated that gaze.

(I DO NOT NEED YOUR PITY!) He yelled angrily, a wave of psychic energy exploding out of his body towards Rex with a wave of his hand. Yet the latter didn't seem fazed at all as he held up the apple sitting on the hand resting on the table, gazing at it with a pensive look.

The wave of frightening energy rippled out, shredding everything into ribbons, food exploding and the table splintering as the energy wave lunged towards Rex.

Yet, a meter before touching him, it seemed to have hit an invisible wall. And as the two forced made contact, a semi-transparent wall shining with a tinge of blue revealed itself before Rex.

Mewtwo's eyes sprang open in shock.

His gaze wandered across the surface of the energy shield as if trying to assess what Pokémon move it was. It was similar to protect, yet a different source of energy powered it.

But his eyes didn't linger before drifting towards the face of his adversary, where another, small wave of surprise jolted through his body.

That emotionless face, fathomless deep eyes and the rhythmic tapping of fingers on the wooden table sent shivers down his spine.

"You must be wondering, what Pokémon move this is right? A natural assumption, after all, your knowledge is shallow. This is no Pokémon move however, but my own power." Rex announced.

Cacha!

Like thunder, Mewtwo's thoughts froze.

(Impossible! Humans are weak and fragile; how can you use moves!) he protested instantly.

Rex chuckled softly.

"You have been mistaken again. this is not a move, there two professions in this world, psychics and aura guardians. As you can probably understand, psychics practice and forge a link with the psychic realm, allowing them to tap into a power similar to what psychic Pokémon like yourself have. I have only met one of them, and she was a little girl. Powerful, and with massive potential. Not just anybody can pick it up though, you must be born with this gift.

Contrastingly, Aura Guardians can be trained, although you must still have some aptitude for you to get far, you can train others, nonetheless. They have special abilities, like the one I just used. A fighting type Pokémon, Lucario, can also use Aura, and are usually partners to aura guardians because they can help develop each other's aura abilities." Rex explained patiently.

Mewtwo's expression changed slightly, he originally thought that humans were weak, fragile and useless. The only upside was their intelligence which allowed them to govern this world to begin with.

But now, he had seen first-hand something that shattered these notions.

But according to his words, they were probably rare, maybe even extremely rare, considering that their aptitude must be rather high to be competent enough to use it effectively.

Yet, when his thoughts reached up to there, a grin appeared on his face.

(I thank you for your information. It was quite useful, but if this is the information I was missing out on, I guess you wasted your breath.) Mewtwo said casually.

Rex was silent for a moment before bursting into a loud peel of laughter that echoed through the silent room.

Mewtwo's small smile froze, and a frown took its place when he saw this.

Rex wiped the tear from his eye as he gazed back up at the Pokémon.

It took a moment to stifle the remains of his laugh.

"Do you think that's what I can here to tell you? No, I was simply correcting your misconception…" he paused and placed his hands on the table, using them to get up. His head bowed as hair fell over his face.

"Even those humans are not even in the same league as me anymore... Not even you..." Rex said, his voice turning demonic in an instant, his hair began to float away from his face allowing Mewtwo to see a pair of blood-red eyes beneath, cold and emotionless.

CRACK!

BANG!

Rex clenched his hands, the fingers that were comfortably resting on the table suddenly pierced through the wood effortlessly.

Splinters flew everywhere before the rest of the table shattered.

Rex straightened his back, before beginning to walk through the rubble, all the while, loosening his tie with one hand, a grin on his face.

Mewtwo was shocked, both by the man's words and by the monstrous aura seeping out of him. His eyes darted around his figure erratically before focusing, much to his horror, on the transparent figure of a six-armed demon floating behind Rex.

Yet he didn't even have time to formulate thoughts before a deep, baritone voice echoed out again. seemingly able to shake his very soul.

"The history of this world, secluded, hidden deep within, depicts a tale of a god, so powerful he created all that lives. He bestowed his power upon those beings, allowing a single subject from each race to exhibit a fraction of his tremendous might.

You think yourself so mighty, you know nothing! You think of yourself atop the tallest hill unaware of the colossal mountain behind you. There is much to learn, little one. Class is in session."

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AN: Man vs Pokemon?