If she couldn't catch a good one, she'd just steal someone else's!
After a series of trials and tribulations—being battered by tsunamis, fierce winds, torrential rain, and lightning and thunder—the trio of Ash, Misty, and Brock finally managed to reach their destination, more or less in one piece: the so-called Pokémon Palace on New Island mentioned in the invitation.
Of course, calling it "Pokémon Palace" was just as good. It didn't really matter; the difference between "Pokémon" and "Pocket Monsters" was no more than the difference between "spuds" and "potatoes."
Next, at the banquet supposedly hosted by the world's strongest Pokémon Trainer, Ash, Misty, and Brock, along with the other Trainers who had braved the storm to come, didn't see a single thing related to a banquet—not fine wine, sumptuous dishes, or any kind of food at all!
On the contrary, everyone there not only failed to receive the warm welcome they had imagined, but was also subjected to an unprecedented, face-to-face bout of mockery by a Pokémon that called itself the world's strongest Trainer and was also the strongest Pokémon: a Mewtwo.
And then!
One furious Trainer immediately ordered his Gyarados to launch its strongest attack at Mewtwo. The two of them were promptly sent flying with ease, silencing all the other Trainers who had wanted to speak up.
Then, while the two sides were deadlocked, Ash and the others stepped forward and proposed a Pokémon battle against the Pokémon claiming to be the strongest Trainer, Mewtwo, to prove that it wasn't the strongest Trainer—or the strongest Pokémon.
However...
After Mewtwo readily agreed and opened the doors to a huge, official Pokémon battle arena inside the Pokémon Palace, the match that followed dealt another devastating blow to the confidence of every Trainer there who considered themself strong!
After all,