Prologue

It was always Emelia that got the blame, anything strange, anything out of the ordinary, it was Emelia that took the punishment.

It was true she caused most things, but she couldn't help it, she was only young then.

It was that fateful day though, her twealth birthday... Those horrid men had grabbed her, and forced her into the van. She'd been crying, watching her school burn. “It wasn't me!” Emilia had screamed, but they took her anyway.

It was in fact Mewtwo, who had gone out of control, he'd never meant to kill so many. He'd watched as people had died, and was sorrowful. Then he had seen the girl being dragged off, blamed for his mistake, and his heart broke, and he remembered the girl from his childhood, and felt pity on her.