Hunted through Dimensions.
Prologue
My first story so be kind. Reread this chapter because it has been updated, as well as chapter 2.
(personal thoughts)
- thoughts being read-
telepathy
(six years ago)
(Kian POV)
"Hey give me back my DS Ian!" I exclaimed; reaching toward my jerk of a brother.
"So you could get back your precious pokemon." Ian sneers, waving my blue DS Lite in front of my personage, but high enough to where I couldn't reach it.
"Yes." I barely let out.
"Yes what; yes what, ya little indian runt!" Ian snarled as he pushed me into a wall. I realized that he wanted me to submit to his fourteen year old, will, I personally didn't care for his wishes; but I wanted my Pokemon Heartgold back, "Fine, Yes, Yes SIR." Giving him a mock of an honorable bow, I also made sure he heard the sarcasm dripping from my ten year old voice. I soon left Ian's room and headed toward my own, to play some Heartgold. As I started it up and checked my pokemon I realized that my favorite pokemon; my level 95 Kirlia-I didn't deny her evolution, I gave her an everstone, I was going to evolve her into a gardevoir as soon as she became a level 96, which she was so close to, she was missing, from both my party, and the P.C; so that ment only one thing, Ian! I immediately bolted toward Ian's room bursting through his door and; demanding an explanation for what had happened; what Ian responded with shocked me beyond measure.
"YOU DID WHAT!" I exclaimed with complete shock. "So what Kian, you destroyed my drum set." Ian was only surprised that I cared about the data that comprised my Kirlia. "I've had her for three years; ever since Pokemon Emerald, when I caught her, and what idiot leaves his drums in the doorway to the bathroom!" I attempted to go through my frustration, when all of a sudden, " You didn't think she was real, did you?" An unexpected response from my uncaring brother, was he showing remorse for his-
"because if you did that's sad, you mess with what I love, I destroy what you love; there is no truce with me." There was the Ian I hated so. Apparently during our argument night had fallen. So I left for my room, and remembered all the battles I had won and lost with my kirlia. As I slipped into my bed I looked to the window and whispered "I wish she was." As I fell asleep, a shooting star passed by.
Chapter 1: Escape
(? POV)(Present time)
I've woken up with a start, my hands and legs are still bound to the iron beam. The darkness of the room was lit up by powerful beams of light as he walked in. Doctor Hurt I called him, because that's all he caused me; with his needles always pricking into my skin taking all the energy out of me, taking the fight out of me, like they need to, that was lost four years ago, or twelve years, time doesn't seem the same in this room. Doctor Hurt opened his, dirty excuse of a mouth and smirked, "Wow its been what, six years since your scumbag of a trainer left you with the likes of us." Making sure to elaborate on the word scumbag.
"Whatever my trainer he did , he is still better than you." After my outburst Doctor Hurt only chuckled and responded with, "After all this torture and experimentation, you still believe he would save you?" I began thinking back to my last day as a Kirlia, who thought the world of Nika her former trainer.
(6 years ago ? POV)
My trainer and I began an unexpected trek back to Goldenrod city; curious about this change in direction , from our fourth trip to the Elite Four, as we approached the lit city I, using telepathy, decided to ask him about this.
"Umm Nika why are we going to Goldenrod city? "
I was taken back by his response.
"Because I feel like it, and because you are nothing but a worthless female. Kian, think you can take away what I like, let us see what happens when I do the same to you." He snaped, unusualy out of character for him.
"Nika who is Kian, what about our adventures together, me being your friend?, you're scarring me!" I frantically panicked, for the it seems as the kind person, my Nika, who cared for me for years has dissappeared, and was replaced by this foul beast.
"Did you think I ever cared!" Nika-no this beast calmly stated, This single comment hurt me even more than if he had slapped me, putting me into a state of disbelief. He then returned me to my premier ball without warning, I saw my body turning to data, which was being released from my premier ball, than I passed out, not without first feeling hurt, and worst of all betrayed, for my trainer just threw me out like garbage.
When I awoke, I snapped out of my temporary depression, I realized that I was surrounded by Team Rocket Grunts, all looking to capture me. I easily took down the pokemon they threw at me; but after the tenth Grunt was defeated I began to feel a change, a blue aura surrounded me as I evolved into a Gardevoir; it seems that that pesky everstone necklace broke off during a previous battle. I decided to take a look at my new form.
Taking a second to admire my new form was a bad idea in hindsight, for while I was looking at my new hands, a silver dart made it's way onto my neck; instinctively I grabbed at the dart, too little too late, for I soon fell to my side, looking up into the cruel darkness of the sky, I saw a shooting star blaze by, as my vision faded to black.
Next time I awoke in that terrible lab to be: force fed pills that subdued my psychic powers, fed by hand, leashed and walked around the lab so that my muscles don't deteriorate, given harsh bathes via a hose, experimented on, than chained to that despicable beam of iron; this would become my daily life up till today. The first year I fought against Doctor Hurt and his lackeys, all while hoping that Nika would bust through one of the walls with the rest of the team to rescue me, and apologize for releasing me; it was hard to stay generous with each passing experiment; it wasn't until two years after my abduction did I realize that Nika, the boy who saved me from a lonely life, after my parents disapeared, wasn't coming for me, his loyal companion- no his friend, for four long years, so I teared up, and began sobbing with anguish; with Doctor Hurt thinking to himself, " I finally broke her. "
(? s POV)(Present)
"After all this torture and experimentation, you still believe he would save you?" Doctor Hurt repeated, snapping me out of my memories. Thinking long and hard, giving him my first response in over six years, a simply nonchalant"No."
Just because I've given up on the idea of Nika rescuing me, doesn't mean I didn't want to leave this place; so while Doctor Hurt was doing some sort of victory dance, I was keeping my eyes on the new circle shaped machine they brought into the lab yesterday. Wondering about its purpose I quickly probed Doctor Hurt's mind, while he was dancing, so I wouldn't be force fed that terrible pill again, for information on the machine; it seems to transport people, or, in my case, pokemon to an alternate universe. They couldn't fully take this world, so they were trying to expand into this other world. Their bid for expansion, could be my chance for freedom; while I was formulating an escape plan I took to mind that they haven't given me that pill that disables my battle moves, so I'll should have enough energy for a couple of psychics, two shadow balls, and two short range teleports. Taking this into account I sprang my plan into action. Doctor Hurt was trying to feed me the pill, instead I bit his hand, psychiced my bonds open and teleported to the device, but not before giving Doctor Hurt a Thunderpunch for imprisonment imprisoning me, jumped through, knowing there wasn't anything more for me here.
(Doctor Hurt)
She took the bait, good; I pulled out my phone and called the boss telling him of the Time/Space arc was 100% functional, after checking the nanotrackers we put in her food, they had burned up once she reached the other Earth, but before its destruction, the trackers sent vitals and her position, so it was safe to go through the T/S arc, for retrieval purposes. The boss, Giovanni told me to send some goons after that crazy Gardevoir; so I ordered codename, Bull, and Lion, to retrieve her. Bull and Lion are the most sadistic hunters in our employ, being raised from the age of five for the task of hunting down escaped test subjects, dead or alive. I know my trusty hunters will get the job done as they walked through the T/S arc.