Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. This story has gore, car chases, explosions, bloodshed and absolute pandemonium. Not for the faint-hearted.
This story is dedicated to my older sister, Raey, who happens to have almost the same name as the protagonist. Said from the view of an experiment who wants freedom. Spin-off from TriLogy.
Chapter 1 Was This My Destiny?
The green light on my collar beeped monotonously as I opened my eyes. There were 3 scientists and another pink blob. The pink blob squealed in pain as two scientists injected a syringe in it and took something out. I cringed. Was this torture ever going to end?
I do not know my name. They call me RAZOR-1. I guess that is what I am. I live in a glass cage. Those scientists are my so-called 'owners'. Sometimes, they remove me from the cage and put some wires on my collar. The 3 lights on my collar-green, yellow and blue would go haywire and it burns. But they don't really seem to care.
The green light monitors my movement. When I blink an eye or just breathe, it beeps and blinks. Every time the blue light is on, it meant that someone with this remote was nearby. It was either this small, devilish man called Daren or a gentle-looking lady. Daren would jerk the remote and I would feel as if a noose is being tightened around my neck. He takes pride in torturing me and laughs like a madman every time he sees me thrashing about. What the lady does is a different story altogether. She lets me read cards of Pokemon. There are colourful pictures and facts on it. When I concentrate on the card, my yellow light blinks once and I am that Pokemon. She would praise me and give me treats when I did that. She seldom uses the remote on me, unless I misbehaved.
My friends that live with me are RAZOR-2 and RAZOR-3. I think they are some things called 'Kyogre' and 'Groundon', except that they have human-like arms and legs. I don't know how I look, but they keep insisting that I look like this creature call a Rayquaza with much muscular arms and legs. What is a 'Rayquaza'?
Today, my blue light is on. I am hopeful, yet fearful. What if Daren decides to torture me today? The door of my 'house' slid open and there was a lot of smoke. When it cleared, I saw no-one. No Daren, no lady. Only the same 3 scientists with the pink blob. I tapped the shoulder of the scientist. "Where are those people?" I asked. The scientist, to my surprise, shrieked like a girl and threw a Pokeball.
A small ball-like creature appeared. I recalled seeing its picture on 1 of the cards. It was called a Voltorb. The 'Voltorb' shot some sparks on me. It stung. I was scared and cast furtive glances about. No one to help me. My friends were banging their heads on the glass, trying to break it, but it was futile. I had to do something. I felt something come out of my mouth. It was whitish. It hit the 'Voltorb'. The thing staggered and I swore it sneered at me. I was confused and I kept looking at it. Before I knew it, I became a 'Voltorb'.
"Ha-ha! Sucker!" I made a face at it.
The scientist was jotting down some notes on a clipboard. Apparently he was trying to do something which I have no idea of. The lady rushed in and pressed a button on the remote. My body instantly felt like lead and I tumbled to the ground in a heap as myself.
"Madam, RAZOR-1 talked to me. In English. I panicked and had a battle with it using a Voltorb. It is making progress and we can consider using it soon," said the scientist.
"Oh, is it? We should do some more research on its brain, then. We must ensure that there are no flaws in it. Or else, Project TriLogy would repeat itself," replied the lady. I look at her, confused. Use? Flaws? Research? What were all these?
She tuned the remote and my blue light turned off. Then, she took me by the hand to another room. She placed all the cards on the table.
"Today, you choose a card," she told me. I look at every card carefully. Finally, one caught my eye. There was a dragon-like creature in a field and at the bottom it read 'Rayquaza'. "Ray-qua-za," I said, forming my mouth to say it. The lady patted me on the head and gave me a treat.
I flipped the card over, eager to find out how I was really like. But to my disappointment, there were none. I stretched out a clawed hand and scratched the card. The lady hit my hand and the card dropped.
"No!" I exclaimed, scrambling for it. She turned the remote on and I froze. Picking up the card, she said if I transformed into this creature, she would give the card to me. After he had finished, I stared at the card, concentrating. The next this I knew it; I was that 'Rayquaza'. I was big, but light. The room was now far too small for me. The lady ruffled my hair and ran her fingers on the warm metal. She handed me the card.
"That's all for today," she said simply, before escorting me back to my cage.
That night, I couldn't sleep. I kept looking at the card. My eyes were drawn to the field that surrounded the creature. "What did it feel to be free?" I thought inside my dense head. I felt freedom to be happy. To finally be without any worries. Little did I know that I would have to pay a heavy price for just that single snitch of freedom.
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