A/N: So this is basically the first chapter in my series. Minus awakens, thus starting an excruciatingly long chain of events. Who is Minus? Who's Edwin Riles? What's up with Professor Heimen? Can he be trusted? What's more, can Minus be trusted? Okay, enough with the stupid question entry. Just read the chapter to find out.

Stage one

Chapter one: Minus Awakens

Faint sounds echo in his head. He can't make out the words. Although his eyes are closed, he can somewhat sense who the voices belong to. He can see their shapes moving, one rounded and warm, the other outlined in jags of cold-heartedness. He realizes something is between the forms and him. He can't move. Something has a very firm grip on him…something…

The Experiment blacks out when another injection is shot into his bloodstream.

"Do you think he's stable yet?" Edwin Riles asks as he peers through the thick glass Experiment Minus sleeps behind.

"No, certainly not," Professor Heimen replies quickly, "Although the armor keeps him from waking up prematurely, it doesn't make him stable. It simply allows us from repeating our mistakes from last time."

"Mind you, I was simply asking," Edwin sighs. He wonders if The Experiment can think yet. He also wonders if it is aware of the thick coat of armor imprisoning his body.

"Professor?" the scientist monitoring The Experiment suddenly cries in an anxious voice, "We just gave him another injection!"

"And you announce this to me why?" Professor Heimen growls.

"It isn't working."

Edwin and the professor rush to the back of the room where Experiment Minus's stats are being displayed. On the screen it shows that his heart rate is increasing, along with his brain activity. This isn't what captures their attention. A big red screen pops up. The professor skims over the alert and his eyes widen.

"Oh no..." the professor covers his face with his hands, "You didn't inject the adrenaline control serum, you injected the ADRENALINE!!"

Professor Heimen swipes at a table covered in test tubes and lab research. Its contents are thrown to the floor with a raucous crash.

"Giving him adrenaline triggers the awakening sequence!"

Everyone freezes and the safety alarm begins blaring. Everybody's forms become outlined in tinges of red from the light being thrown around the room haphazardly. The Experiment's capsule lights up. All other lights in the room, excluding the siren, are dimmed.

The liquid surrounding Experiment Minus swiftly drains from the glass container. Droplets slosh and run down the sides until nothing but bare glass, the Experiment, and the wires holding together the armor are left. The glass slowly lifts. The professor tackles the computer and vigorously begins pounding codes and commands into the system. Experiment Minus's helmet shoots into the back of the armor. Everybody holds their breath as his face is revealed.

His consciousness is returned to him with awareness of the sudden movements outside. Something rushes down his body and leaves him feeling slightly numb. Noises that were once muffled are clearer to him now, though his grogginess takes away most of the sense in the noise. More movement. He sees shapes scrambling around frantically now. They suddenly all stop moving.

Something is whisked away from his face, exposing him to a blast of cold air. He squeezes his eyes tighter. A few brief movements above him, and everything is suddenly still. And silent.

His long ears and muzzle shiver violently. A ripple of motion catches his attention and he jerks his head in the direction. He still can't move his body. The form moving is the jagged one from earlier. It stops in front of him.

"Are you awake?" Professor Heimen inquires calmly. Experiment Minus's ears perk up at his voice cool voice.

"Can you understand me?" the professor continues slowly.

Gradually, Experiment Minus begins to nod. To both the Experiment's and the scientist's surprise, he also speaks.

"Yes." Experiment Minus seems startled by the sound of his own voice.

"Incredible," Professor Heimen speculates, "Edwin, begin taking note immediately!"

"Of course, Professor."

As the two carried on in a more lengthy conversation, the Experiment took in the information with some puzzlement. He is vaguely aware that they are speaking of him, though he can't exactly understand why. He suddenly sneezes. The two men jump at the pitiful noise and swiftly do a scan of the room. They realize it was the Experiment.

Professor Heimen speaks up, "You must be freezing."

The Experiment can only sniff in reply. His blue muzzle quivers.

"Type the release code into the system."

"But…Professor?"

Heimen turns around to stare at the boneheaded scientist who caused the experiment to blow three months early. His hand whips out in indication of The Experiment behind him.

"Does this look like another Mewtwo to you?"

The scientist stumbles backward shaking his head nervously, "N-n-no, Professor."

A single nod from Professor Heimen is all it takes for the scientist to follow orders from there. The Professor allows him to finish keying a long paragraph of commands, and then moves closer to him until his tall form is loaming over the poor scientist's small one. The Professor mouths the words 'You're fired', and silently returns to The Experiment's side. The stiff armor whirs and changes until The Experiment is fully visible. Its metallic luster is temporarily dimmed in his shadow, until the last wire is removed from his damp fur. The Experiment stands tall on his own. His dog-like form is muscular and powerful looking, despite his being premature. Although certain tufts of his coarse fur are darker or wrong in color in places, he can most definitely be classified as a Lucario. One of his hind paws suddenly buckles and he crumples to the ground.

"The Experiment!" Professor Heimen exclaims in surprise.

Edwin rushes to the tile where he is laying. The gentle man runs his leathery hands down The Experiment's shivering pelt and looks up in concern.

"He needs a blanket, or something. He could get sick," Edwin states.

A pair of assistants dash out of the room on a quest to find a suitable blanket, no doubt. Edwin props Experiment Minus up against his body and rubs him down thoroughly. During the massage, he notices The Experiments eyes are firmly shut.

"Can't you see?"

"What?" The Experiment tenses up.

"Relax," Edwin says calmly, "I was just asking you a question."

"Well…I…I can see shapes moving…"

"Your eyes are closed though."

"I can still see something…"

"Can you see me?"

The Experiment concentrates for a moment before replying, "I think so…your shape is very…comforting."

Edwin chuckles to himself.

"You might try opening your eyes. You'll see better, I'm sure."

The Pokemon's black eyelids slowly flutter open. He sits up in surprise as the world around him wavers and becomes visible. The Experiment blinks his scarlet eyes as they dart around the room.

"This…" The Experiment starts to question something, but for some reason changes his mind. Instead he simply asks, "Who are you?"

"My name is Edwin Riles. You may simply call me Edwin."

"Your name?" He cocks his head and ponders for a moment. "Do I have a name?"

"You see, you are The Minus Experiment One." The Professor quickly cuts into the conversation. He taps his fingers on a flat screen computer for emphasis. All it shows is a black background and a cleverly designed dash in the center with the words 'The Minus Series' typed underneath.

"You are the first in the Minus Series. The first of the Negative Pokemon though you have no final identity," a bold assistant pipes up.

The Professor seems to growl his next remark, "In smaller words, you have no name."

"I see," The Experiment can't help but cock his head once more. Shivers run down his spine as the two assistants who bustled off earlier reenter the room with a bulky comforter and a hair dryer. Only when Edwin bundles him up in the comforter does he realize how frozen he is. Edwin doesn't hesitate for a moment in plugging in the hairdryer. Sighing contentedly, The Experiment rolls over and lets the warm currents of air warm his body.

"You should have a name you know," Edwin says quietly to The Experiment.

"I suppose," he pretends to study the steely spikes growing from the back of his paws and the middle of his dark gold chest.

"I think I've thought of one. Want to hear it?"

The Experiment closes his eyes and relaxes.

"Sure."

"How does the name Minus sound to you?"

"Whatever you say…" The Experiment whispers as he drifts off. He dreams of sunshine and bright green fields. He has never before seen either. Minus will forget the dream before dawn.

A/N: You likey? Well, so far this is all I've got. Keep checking; I'll try and get more posted soon.