"Is the system still running clean?"
"Yes, sir, only ten percent of waste is in."
"Good, but remove it as soon as possible so it doesn't build up."
"Yes, sir."
"How about the nutrition fluids?"
"There is the exact amount needed, sir. Oxygen is being consumed at a steady rate."
"The body heat?"
"At ninety-nine point nine, sir. It could be any minute."
"Perfect."
In the middle of a crowded room stood a tube with many computers around it. Many people were seated around the computers, monitoring everything. There wasn't anything they could do know, except drain the liquid and turn everything off when ready. One man, the leader of the group of scientists specifically, stood up and looked into the large cylinder. A red liquid filled the container, but it wasn't the special liquid that was so important. There was a body inside, not dead but not completely alive. It was a child still yet "born," but it looked as big as a small child five years after birth.
"One o' one point six, sir," a man said behind a computer, a large white number on his black screen with the temperature.
"Good, start the birth process. End the recording." With that, one machine could be heard starting to slow down. It was hard to notice, but everyone knew where and what it was. With that done, the leader then commanded, "Perfect, begin fluid drain."
At his command, the red fluid started to drain slowly at the bottom vents. It was a slow process for something that was making the man shake. With the body now on the floor of the tube, it was clearly visible as to what it was. It looked like a Charmander, yet it was too big to be a normal one. The creature opened its blue eyes when the liquid was completely drained. "Open the seal, he's awake now," the leader said with pride building up in him now. With that, the stainless glass wall started to rise, the small motors could be heard in the silence.
The creature stood up into a crossed sitting position. It blinked for a second before muttering in a weak high voice, "H-h-hello?" It was his moment of talking for the very first time of his life that everyone just stood up. "Um, hello?" the creature was capable of saying more clearly now. It was still confused to what was going on.
"Mary, you can take him now," the man who was standing the entire time of the operation, "I think doctor Zeff will be in the Nursing Room."
"Yes sir!" one woman quickly replied, almost saluting him. She walked to the creature, who was still lost as to what was happening, picked him up as a child. She cradled him as they walked off out of the room into a silver hallway. Behind them, everyone was chatting with each other, mostly talking about the success of another one born.
"W-who are you?" the creature asked as he looked around the silver hallway.
"I'm going to take you to your mother. But first, we have to get you checked up," she replied with a bit of enthusiasm.
"Mother?" the creature muttered quietly. He was looking around as there was no other human in sight. The creature couldn't remember anything before, except a voice that repeated many things over and over again. The creature kept trying to figure things out as life has suddenly changed from what he was use to into something completely different. With no possible conclusion for the series of events, he just snuggled closer to the human for warmth and comfort.
They didn't walk long as they quickly reached their destination, a door with a red cross on the front. She opened the door and with the room's inside exposed, the creature started to look. It was another white room like they were in before, except there were fewer machines and more instruments of different types. Behind a metal desk, a man was sorting through paper. The woman cleared her throat and said, "Doctor, sir, we have another one born."
The man looked up and saw the creature. He stopped what he was doing and muttered, "Yes, good." When he was getting close, he commanded, "Just put him on that bed over there." Placing the creature down to an upright position, the man smiled as it managed to keep itself upright. With a relaxed right hand and a device with a light, he opened the creatures mouth saying, "Open mouth." It was a form of teaching where actions were forced and then stated to what they were.
"Hmm," the man muttered as he inspected the mouth. The inside did feel warm, but that was typical for a creature like them. He then moved the creature's lip back, showing its teeth. It was a Charmander's teeth, as far as they could tell from the small fangs from the front, but there was not that much others sticking out to show the real positions. "So, I heard that you were chosen to be in charge of the birth process of an Elite. Are you the one who gets to raise it?" the doctor asked the carrier as he wrote down some notes.
"No," Mary was quick to reply, a bit blushing, "But I was stunned to find out that I was to be the leader of such a project. Only the greatest even get to perform in such a task."
"Yes," the doctor muttered as he placed a cold piece of metal on the creatures chest. When he was done, he took it off and placed it by the clipboard where he wrote more notes, "Looking at this one right here, I'm sure you'll do a great job." He then started to inspect the creature's hands. There was a really small palm, one thing that made him not a complete Pokemon, but the fingers were just claws. He then looked at the feet, also shaped like a Charmander. He looked at the head, completely shaped like a Charmander, except for the white and blue eyes (which were still as big as a Charmander.) The creature was bald, that was becoming typical. On the final inspection, he looked at the tail. It was burning, and did show heat when he got close, but wasn't burning anything. "This one is fine," the doctor said as he wrote more notes, "Let me just get something for him to wear. I doubt his new parents want to see him like this."
"You haven't changed," she muttered as the man went into a closet in the corner.
When he came out, the creature had a question all of a sudden, "What is an Eliye?"
"An Elite is someone born for high purposes. They are usually watched carefully and given a life ahead that usually means a successful life," the she explained.
"Which reminds me," the doctor then asked as he came back with a small white robe with a hole in the back, "Who is taking this Elite?"
The Mary took the white robe and tried to put it on the creature. It was big, but they were usually were all of the time. "I can't remember, but I think it was the owner of an academy. He said he wanted to sponsor one and his partner was to sponsor the bride."
"Heh, always count on the rich. Sometimes I wonder why they want to sponsor them," the doctor gave his usual complaint.
This time, she did have a reason, "They said they wanted two bright individuals. The ones they wanted are sure to grow into their specification. If I remember correctly from the report, this will be an attempt to cease all possible belief of them not trusting each other. They have no children, so the two's marriage should prove it if they inherit all of their property."
"Still not a good reason. Why not adopt a kid?" the doctor simply suggested.
She gave a sigh as she replied yet again, "Most people aren't satisfied these days for that. They want a unique child with certain strengths that normal humans can't do."
"Well, he's good to go," he referred back to the creature, "Although we still need to see if he can walk."
"Walk?" the creature was trying to connect the actions and words together.
"Move with these," the doctor nudged the creatures legs. He set him down on the floor to see if he could. He stood upright, his arms out in the air, trying to get balanced. When he got balanced, the creature remembered what he was told, one foot in front of the other to move. Doing so, he set a foot in the air and in front of him. Following the instructions he knew by heart now, he moved forward with a lacking balance.
"That'll do," the doctor finished watching, "You can take him." With that, the creature was carried away from where he came. With the two gone, the man started to wonder about her project, "I just hope the projects don't want something else."