Air! I need air! I thought desperately as I pounded on the see-through object before me. The clear liquid around me glowed green as I pounded in this containment. It was all around me, this confusing cylinder thing, as it had been for my entire life… for almost as long as I could remember.
The thing I pounded on cracked and I could feel hope fly through me as the liquid started draining out of the small crack I had created before exploding from the pressure, sending the container around me crumbling into tiny shards as I fell to the floor, crying out as pieces of my container cut deep into my skin, drawing blood. My blood mixed into the liquid that was no longer glowing green.
I coughed as my lungs fought to get rid of the liquid that had filled them for so long. I sucked in oxygen greedily into my lungs; my weak body was trembling from the years I spent in my unknown watery chamber and away from the force of gravity.
I dragged myself across the floor, wincing as more pieces of my container cut into me. My ears were alert as I heard the cries and pains of my friends as they suffered through… what the People called… experiments. That was what we all were here… experiments, something for them to learn by and be entertained as we struggled to stay alive.
I moaned weakly, sounding like a newborn kitten, dragging myself forward many yards before reaching the metal door. I grabbed the doorknob and dragged myself to my feet, my legs shaking uncontrollably as I looked at my hands as they gripped the doorknob.
My knuckles were white as they grabbed the doorknob and were shaking violently. Cuts were all over them and I managed to somehow turn the doorknob as I saw the People in here do many times over when they took me or themselves out of the room.
The door flew open before me and I, not realizing I had put all my weight on the door, fell forward and crashed onto the smooth tile floor. I let out a yelp as pain shot through me and I looked up weakly as a single thought went through my head: escape, escape, I need to escape.
With much difficulty, I dragged myself back to my feet, shuffling forward in my bare feet that seemed to stick to the floor as I rested a hand on the nearby wall to keep my balance. I moved slowly down the hallway. My… white dress… that barely fitted me hung off of my right shoulder and barely passed my knees.
I took shaky breaths, not used to being able to walk so far on my own. But the adrenaline and fear of the People catching me urged me onward. I looked around frantically, my ears alert as I heard my footfalls and was listening for anymore… which I didn't hear yet thank goodness.
After another five hundred yards or so I perked up when I saw bright red lights flashing down along with a loud, high pitched, continuous wailing sound that drowned out the sounds of other experiments that were suffering. "Alert! Alert!" A voice wailed from an unknown source, seeming to shake the world around me. "Project: M—"
Their voice was suddenly cut off by the sound of what seemed to be hundreds of footfalls somewhere behind me. I looked back in fear, feeling my body trembling as I stumbled forward, using the wall to push me forward faster as in the distance I saw… was it?! Yes! A door!
Hope flew through me once again and I felt myself smile—something I had never felt on my face for a very long time. I reached frantically for the door as the footfalls got closer behind me. I didn't dare to look back not once not ever now that I was so close. I couldn't give up hope. I needed to get out of here. I promised grandmother. I promised her.
Finally, a few stumbling footfalls later, my hand was on the doorknob and I gritted my teeth as I heard the People call out my name behind me, but I still didn't dare to look back, not once. My hope turned into panic as I tried to turn the doorknob but only found that it was locked.
NO! A voiced wailed in my mind as I shook the doorknob with my fading strength. I pounded on the door and almost looked back to see how close the People were but I forced myself not too.
I stared at the door, feeling anger flow through me. How dare they keep me confined in this blasted cave? I refused to stay here any longer. I closed my eyes tightly, concentrating on my anger, letting the anger travel into my hands. Then, a blast of energy flew through my, knocking everything around me over, including the door.
Rubble rained down frown the sky as I saw the outside world for the first time in a very long time, a smile grew on my face again as I stumbled towards it, using my remaining energy as a pink force field, escaping the falling derbies as they continued to fall.
…and I walked into the sunlight.
If only I heard one of the People behind me whispering their dying words into their walkie talkie: "M-Mew ha-has e-escaped…!"
Well, that's the prologue, hope you liked it! I'm going to wait and see if someone reviews to see if this story is actually worthwhile continuing. Anyways, thank you for taking your time reading this and I hope you have a good day ^^
Anyways, if you're curious, this idea came to me when I was doing research on the Pokemon Mew and read that it is considered to be the ancestor of all Pokemon and was last seen in South America- our world. If that's the case, how did Mew come into existence in the first place? So… I got an idea… and started writing this story…
Disclaimer= I don't own anything that belongs to Pokemon. All that I own is the story idea.
