Blurred Bloodlines

AN - A brief idea I had, it is slowly expanding though. Enjoy!

It was a nice day, the day we were kidnapped.

No-one expected it, Team Galactic mass herding hundreds of people and Pokémon into their new laboratory.

No-one expected the pain every single one of those beings would feel.

And no-one expected the result.

I can still feel the needles piercing my skin, injecting a blue and silver liquid into my bloodstream. The screams of others burst my ears as my own screams burst theirs.

Then darkness.

I came too, head swirling in a small cell, maybe 5x5 metres at best. I could hear the screech of others, begging to be released.

Memories swirled, my head getting lighter. I placed a hand to my head, then staggered back at what I saw.

Protruding from the back of my hand was a large, cone shaped spike, gleaming silver.

I tried desperately to understand what had happened, panic filling my system.

"Yo, 448!"

I looked up to my right, and saw a small window. A girl a little younger than myself, perhaps 15, looked through, concerned.

"You alright?" she asked.

Breathing ragged, I quickly held up my impaled hand.

She smiled. "Relax a bit, I know what happened, mostly." She held up her own hand, a small rounded metal lump on the back.

I calmed my breath, but I was still panicked. "What... happened?" I croaked, my throat dried up.

She sighed. "Team Galactic injected us with a serum, right?"

"Yeah, I remember..." I gulped.

She took a deep breath.

"Team Galactic injected us with the DNA of Pokémon."

Both of us were silent for a while. It was a lot to take in. Was I going to become whatever they injected? Could my body take it? Which damn Pokémon was it anyway?

As I thought more and more, some pieces fell into place. "That number, 448 is... my Pokedex number?

She nodded. "I'm 447"

I nodded, racking my knowledge of the National Pokedex. I was pretty sure it was from the Unova region...

I looked at my hand again and it clicked.

"I... got mixed with... Lucario?" I queried.

She nodded again. "Yep, and I'm a Riolu," she chirped.

Again, we were both silent.

"How do we get out?" I said finally, getting up to examine the bars.

She smiled. "I was hoping you could get us out... I discovered I can summon small aura spheres, but nothing strong."

I smirked. "Aura Sphere? Worth a shot..."

I looked at my hands, wondering what to do.

Reflex seemed to kick in. Clapping my hands together, I concentrated.

As I pulled apart, a blue aura began to form. I smiled at my accomplishment, surprised.

My eyes still closed, I pulled my hands apart further, and the sphere dramatically increased in power. Shocked and wobbling I stumbled.

And a huge blast of energy shot from my hands, tearing the bars to shreds.

I caught my footing, steadying myself to survey the damage. The bars had all either been destroyed or hung loose. Across the room another door had been knocked off its hinges, and a girl with bright white hair was clambering out coughing. The wall next to me had been smashed as well and 447 quickly joined me, awe inspired.

In the better light, I saw that she had very long black hair, falling way past her shoulders. Her petite frame looked strong, if a bit thin. She stared at me with crimson eyes, much like Riolu's.

"Woah, that was awesome!" she exclaimed, bouncing.

I laughed a bit, then straightened my face. "We need to leave now." I said, quickly running to the other girl.

"You alright?" I said hurriedly.

She stood, blood red eyes looking at me. Her white hair had streaks of a dark blue running through it. "I'm fine. Guess you're Lucario then?"

I nod, helping her out the rubble. "And you are?"

She looked around absentmindedly. "359, Absol." She looked back. "We should leave now, before we have Galactic on our ass."

"Agreed." The three of us took off down the hallway towards what we hoped was Subject 1, and the exit.

I looked at the signs. A few cells were missing, and I realised it was the cells for the legendary Pokémon. They must have been held in a private area.

As we neared 001, I spotted a girl picking her cell door. She had long brown hair, and a pony tail.

Her door swung open and she quickly sprinted with us, terrified.

I looked back at her. "Welcome to the escape party."

She nodded, too terrified to speak.

As we ran past the final cell, we saw a large door marked EXIT. The four of us barrelled through into the open.

We didn't stop.

"They WHAT?!"

The grunt gulped. "S-Subjects 133, 359, 447 and 448 escaped Sir."

The man before him yelled in frustration. "IDIOT!"

The grunt cowered in fear. "S-sir..."

The man sighed. "No matter. I hope you have some good news..."

The grunt stood at attention. "Y-yes Sir! Subjects 144, 145 and 146 are stable Sir!"

He perked up, the breakout forgotten as he smiled widely. "Perfect."

AN - So 4 have made it out! But with the first of the three legendaries condensed into humans, only destruction can lie ahead...

Next Chapter: The 4 escapees settle down, and learn about each other. A peaceful conversation? Or will every minute wasted bring Galactic closer to an ultimate goal?

Tune in next chapter!

Also, if you PM with a Pokémon, a name, gender and description, I'll use it in the story!