The lights in the hallway were flickering as the young man strode through them. It was nighttime, meaning that most of the workers in the building had gone home for the night, perfect for what the silent figure had planned. The young man passed by a window, one of the test labs that researched the genetic properties and makeup of pokemon eggs. The scientist, a man in his thirties named Farrin, waved hello to the young man as he passed by before resuming his work. Farrin suspected nothing of the young man that he had helped raise since he was an orphan.
Our hero walked further. There was a tense atmosphere as he made his way through them, until he found the lab daycare. Inside were three pokeballs, each one containing a pokemon. He needed to do this, for the pokemon's sake, but he knew that he could only take one.
Lights flashed. Machines worked as the pokemon inside were struggling. "We need to bring up the mega energy converter." said one scientist to another. The other nodded before moving the switch to on. More lights flashed, and the pokemon inside were crying out their names in agony. "It isn't working," said a third worker, "turn up the energy converter to 40%." The second scientist complied, and the pokemon were writhing in pain.
Our hero stood outside, watching the events unfold in front of him, unable to understand why the people he trusted were treating the pokemon so cruelly.
After they were done, he snuck into the laboratory and read the scientists notes. We seem to be getting somewhere with unlocking the pokemon's mega energy when we cause pain to them. More tests will be required to research further.
Our hero confronted one of the scientists later on. "What do you think you're doing to them, those pokemon were in pain!" he yelled. The scientist rubbed his eyes before telling him, "We have to do this, Zero, or else we may never figure out how to unlock the mega energy innate in pokemon. A necessary evil if it aids in the finding of infinite energy. Now leave me be, I have more work to do"
Zero couldn't believe his ears. Each of the scientists had told him that they wouldn't stop the experiments on trying to get mega energy from pokemon through causing them pain. Each time, his trust in them had faltered. He had wandered through the building, asking different people what was going on, and each time his heart broke as they tried to tell him that hurting pokemon was for the greater good.
These people who had raised him. Those he had trusted. They were hurting pokemon for knowledge. For power. It needed to come to an end.
Zero shook his head. He needed to save the pokemon, but he would only have one shot at this. He entered his passcode into the electric lock, and it slid open, allowing him to enter before it shut behind him. The security would only allow one pokeball to be given to one of the trainees at a time, so that they would have a fair chance while battling each other. He had to make his choice on which of the three he was going to save. Fortunately for him, but unfortunately for the other two, he already had a favorite of the three in question.
"Kip?" the water starter said as it was released from her pokeball, tilting her head to the side in confusion. He had to be quiet while informing his partner of the situation, or else the video cameras would catch what he had to say and the place would go on lockdown.
"Mudkip, the scientists here are hurting pokemon to get what they want." Zero told her. "We need to make our way out of the building, so that we can make sure that you don't get hurt either."
"Mudkip." the young one answered. Even for such a young age, the water starter was a very serious pokemon, and could understand the situation at hand.
Zero returned Mudkip to her pokeball, content knowing that she understood the situation. He input his code into the security door once more, and the doors slid open for him, marking the beginning of his escape.
Now, of course, there were obvious protocols in place to prevent pokemon from leaving the premises without proper authorization. While Zero was holding a pokeball in his possession, he couldn't enter certain parts of the building, as well as he couldn't leave the building through many of the doors.
There was, however, an indoor courtyard into which he was allowed to enter, surrounded by an electric fence that led to one such restricted area. He made his way over through the training yard, and approached the fence. It wasn't uncommon in the past few nights for him to do this, come in here with a pokemon to hone his technique. But tonight was different, he thought as he gave a smile.
He released Mudkip from her pokeball, and gave her the command, "Use mud slap on the end of the fence." Ground type moves dampened and often disabled the effects of electricity, and thusly…
"Mudkip!" Mud was thrown onto the fence, rendering the electricity useless. "Good job Mudkip!, Return." He returned the Pokémon to her pokeball before he scaled the fence. Those in the security camera rooms should be asleep right about now, thanks to the sleeping drugs that he put in their drinks before he handed them to the guards. Which meant that there would be no alarm, at least for another hour or so, which would be plenty of time to make his getaway.
He jumped over the top of the fence and broke into a jog. He had researched the guard routes around the premises of the courtyard. If he was right, a guard would round the next corner in about a minute or two, meaning that he had just enough to hide in the closet up ahead. He quickly opened the closet door, and hid inside. It was important that he didn't make any noise, as well as that he closed the door fully before the guard rounded the corner.
He heard footsteps coming as he shut it swiftly, yet silently, as he had practiced many nights before. He had to make sure that the guard, Mark, didn't see him do this; there was a sensor on his badge to show if he passed by a pokeball. Unfortunately, it was able to scan through clothing, so Zero couldn't just walk past him. Fortunately, wood masked the pokeball sensor, so the closet was the ideal place to hide while Mark made his way past.
*thud* *thud* *thud*
Zero's heart beat to the steps of the guard, knowing that if he for some reason opened this closet then he would be in deep trouble. He wouldn't be trusted anymore around the Pokémon, and he certainly wouldn't be allowed outside anymore.
*thud* *thud* *thud*
The footsteps slowly became distant, and Zero's heart slowed down as well. after waiting a minute or two to make sure that the guard was rounded a new corner, he quietly opened the door and escaped back into the hallway. As he made his way through them, he made sure to evade the guards that were on their nightly patrol, and made his way into the main lobby.
Their base of operations was an extravagant building, something that Team Aurora prided itself on. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and a front desk welcomed any newcomers. Bright fuchsia rugs carpeted the floors, and old works of art hung on the lobby walls to be viewed by visitors.
Luckily, there was no one behind the counter of the front desk, and the lobby was void of people. Zero smiled to himself. The seventeen year old strode out the building's main entrance. Brisk air hit his face as he exited into the open world. But he wasn't out of the clear yet, he needed to make sure that nobody from Team Aurora would find him, and Mauville was a very secure city, filled with defenses. He wouldn't be able to return after this, at least not for a long time. But he knew what he needed to do, and so he set out for Verdanturf.
Step One: escape with Mudkip. Check.
Step Two: get in touch with Professor Birch to let him know what was going on.
Zero smiled to himself as he made his way through the town. Certainly an interesting way to start the new year.
And cut. Hello all, This is the beginning of my Pokémon Fanfic. I got inspiration to write it while reading Asaf's A Stray Little Charmander. If you like the story, drop a comment to know what you think about it so far. This was only just the beginning, too, so future chapters are likely to be longer. Thanks for reading!
~Remvis