A/N: Here's the next chapter. Oh and I didn't know Paul's name was Shinji in Japan so note this is a different Shinji. I like the name. So... yeah.
Crimson all around. Death taking the lives of countless people. So much blood. He couldn't breath. He could feel mind numbing pain all over his body. His ached as red turned to blinding white.
Satoshi open his eyes. All he saw was white. Was he dead? Satoshi's whole body was numb, he couldn't feel the near crippling pain that had plagued him before. So this was what death was like. He heard a whooshing sound to the left and tried to move his head. He was too weak to move anything.
"I know what you're thinking but you are not dead," came a soft female voice. The woman moved so that he could see her face. She was young and pale with short blond hair. She had a cheerful smile on her face as she looked down at him with crystal clear blue eyes. She was dressed in all white. Satoshi was confused by her and where he was.
"I assume you are pretty confuse Satoshi-san, but everything will be explained soon. Oh and it might be better if you didn't move too much. When the numbing wears off, you'll be in a great deal of pain," she said cheerful, stepping away to go do something. Satoshi's mind was racing. What was going on? Where was he? How did she know his name? How was this person?
"I can't answer the first three, but my name is Tamako," she answerer the blond as if she read his thoughts. Satoshi was surprised when she answered his internal question, but he was a tad bit preoccupied when the numbing began to fade. Pain flooded back into his body. He wanted to scream, to let it all out, but he couldn't even open his mouth. He just laid there in mind crushing agony unable to make a sound or do anything about it. Tama must have noticed because Satoshi felt a long syringe being poked into his arm. Suddenly, it was like icy water coursed through his veins, numbing away the pain. A strangled sigh escaped his broken lips.
"There you go, Satoshi-san!" Tamako patted his head hard so he could feel what she was doing. Another whooshing sound came and Satoshi heard two more people walk into the white room.
"Oh! Kurenai-sama! Shinji-san! I'm glad you could join me. It just woke up not to long ago." Satoshi was not at all happy with being referred to as an it. A loud smack echoed throughout the room. Tamako became silent.
"Girl! How many times do I have to remind you to not speak unless spoken to first!" yelled a familiar female voice. This Kurenai woman had been the woman from the night before; Satoshi wasn't to sure how long he had been unconscious for. Another voice spoke up.
"No need to be harsh to Tamako, my lady," the man named Shinji spoke up. He had a scratchy, low voice that made Satoshi nervous. "Tamako has not taken the proper dosage this morning so she's a bit in the middle. It isn't her fault."
Dosage? Satoshi was confused again. In fact, everything confused him. He wanted to know exactly what was going on now, but unfortunately he could not speak.
"Kurenai-sama, Satoshi-san wants to know what is going on," Tamako spoke up quietly. Satoshi was bewildered that she could read his mind. Although he wished she hadn't spoken up on his account. He did not want her to get hurt again. No slap came this time.
"Very well. Tamako, please leave the room now. You will be dealt with later. Shinji-san, hand me that," Kurenai ordered as he heard the door open and close. He winced slightly as a pinch came into his neck. After the injection, Satoshi noticed he was getting feeling back into his body. The pain wasn't their. The moved his left arm to see if he really could move. He sat up slowly and examined the room. It was pure white, everything from the wall to the counters to the instruments laying around. To his other side stood Kurenai and Shinji. The woman's eyes peirced him; they still frightened him. The man named Shinji was not as frightening but did not look at all friendly. He was thin and lanky, messy brown hair sticking everywhere. He had tiny, green eyes, a green that didn't seen natural to belong to a human.
Kurenai, seeing Satoshi finally moving grabbed his shoulder, the one that had nearly been severed. He felt nothing in it. He was no longer wearing a shirt and Satoshi could see his mangled shoulder. It was already healed somehow and was horribly scarred.
"Shinji, information please," Kurenai instructed as she looked over the boy, running her fingers through his raven hair. Shinji looked at notes that had been scribbled onto a small notepad.
"Name: Satoshi
Age:19
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 179 lbs
Pokemon trainer originating from the Kanto Region, hometown being Pallet. Very talented with Pokemon battles and has ranked in all of the tornements he has entered. He has encountered almost all of the legendary Pokemon through his travels. Strong, has high endurance. Average intelligence. "
Satoshi was surprised they had found out so much. Most people never knew of his encounters with the legendary Pokemon . Kurenai grin. She examine his arms and chest before laughing. Satoshi felt chills run down his spine.
"Those idiot soldiers may have been moronic to kill everyone there, but I think this find is more than we could have expected. Aside from his bite injuries, he is in great condition. He's healthy, has a good build. Not to mention he is very determined, and stubborn. The stubborn ones are so much more fun." Satoshi had remained quiet, but the analysis brought more questions. He didn't quite think before he spoke though.
"ALRIGHT! I'M SICK OF THIS! WHAT'S GOING ON? WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE? WHERE AM I?" Satoshi shouted, his voice much louder in the silent room. Kurenai's fawning face turned sour at his tone. With a great deal of force, she backhanded him. Although with how painful it should have been, Satoshi couldn't feel it at all. If he hadn't seen it, he would never had known he had been hit.
"Mind your tongue," she quietly hissed into his ear. Satoshi shut his mouth tight. Kurenai smile again. "My name is Kurenai. This is my assistant Shinji. We both work for Team Rocket. This however, since I know you have had many encounters with much of the upper branch, is not the Team Rocket you know. This is the a hidden branch that even most Team Rocket members don't know about. We work on many thing, but that is of little importance for the moment." Kurenai explained calmly, her eyes wandering around the pure white wall.
"Then why am I here?" Satoshi said, minding his tone. Kurenai looked back at him, sitting herself down next to him on the table. She wrapped her arm around his middle and brought him close to her, placing his head on her chest. Satoshi tried to pull away, but her arms stayed put like they were made of stone.
"Well, we always need new people," Kurenai smiled when he saw the boys shocked expression. "Do not worry. We would never use someone like you to do anything that you witnessed. We have another purpose for you in mind," Kurenai assured stroking his hair before releasing him. Moving away from her, he glared.
"And if I refuse?" Satoshi growled. Kurenai laughed at him hysterically. Shinji remained quiet in his corner. Satoshi's eyes narrowed.
"Even if you refuse, there is no possible way we can just let you go. Just if you refuse, we will make you do it. And when I force things to work, I can sometimes get a little violent. Cooperate, and things will go smoothly. And once you have done what we want..." Kurenai's voice trailed off. Satoshi froze.
"You'll kill me?" It was less than a question. He figured that was the only option there was. Kurenai chuckled softly. Satoshi braced himself.
"We will let you go. It may be a while but you will be eventually released. Now I must go for I have work to do." She stood up and walked to the white mechanical door. She motioned Shinji to follow her. When he was gone, she looked back at him.
"When we return, you can tell us whether you want to cooperate or not. You can mull things over until then." The door closed shut, leaving the boy alone in white. He felt his body shudder. He ran up to the door, thanks to a healed leg, and tried to open it. It was sealed fast. There were no other doors or windows in the room. He sank onto the ground realizing he was trapped. He thought over what Kurenai had said. Team Rocket? He had never known the organization to have such a bloody darker side. He wasn't sure if he could trust what she had said about being let go eventually, but he had no other options. He knew he would never have to hurt anyone doing whatever they planned for him. The memory of the piled corpses made his stomach sink. He refused do do anything violent. It might just be easier to cooperate for the moment. He was unsure; he did not know what they wanted him to do.
Suddenly, he began to feel tired. He had been wide awake a mere moment ago but now the urge to fall asleep suddenly washed over him. He felt his eylids droop. Despite his effort to stay awake, he fell asleep.
"Kasumi, turn on the news now!" Takeshi's voice boomed from the speaker on the phone. Confused, the red headed woman flipped on the telivision set in her living room. She turned to channel 7. It had just came off of a commercial.
"Okay, it's on. Why'd you want me to turn on the news, Takeshi?" Kasumi asked as her sisters came into the room. They made a grab for the remote but their hands were swatted away. Kasumi turned up the volume.
"Just watch it okay," Takeshi said, the worry obvious in his voice. Kasumi turned her attention to the screen, phone still at her ear. Her sisters decided to watch.
"I just can't believe that this is even possible. Tsubame Town is a well populated town up in the Sinnoh Region. I don't believe that over 4,000 people could simply vanish in a single night." the female reporter said unprofessionally, obviously scared.
"But sadly it is true. Last night, during the Tsubame Festival, all those in the perimeter of the city vanished. However, there are many trace that this is something much more terrifying then simple disappearances. This first tape was sent in early this morning to the station from a neighboring town. Here is the footage."
The screen changed from the three reporters to someone's backyard. It was nightime and four teenager were messing around, play fighting with foam sword while their friend recordered them. Although they were laughing, they shup up quickly when screaming echoed through the sky.
'Holy shit! What the hell?' one yelled. The boys and cameraman ran out of the fence looking for the source but found nothing but other neighbors looking as well. Screaming was still audible, it was booming. One of the boys put his hand in from of the camera.
'Turn it off man!' It turned to static. It returned to the news room.
"That however is not the only footage of what happened two days ago in Tsubame. This next clip was recordered yesterday by our film crew. We ask that those with weak stomachs not to watch this."
The scene changed to three people and their cameraman walking throughout the city. There were destroyed booths and buildings, piles of ash from fires were everywhere. The camera angle pointed below to the ground. The concrete was no longer grey. It had been turned dark red. The film crew kept walking, the reporter not sure of what to say. They came to where the food area had been. In the wood were thousands of bullet holes. The reporter started to sob at the sight. It turned to static as they cut.
"Those were the streets of Tsubame Town. Damage and blood throughout the city, but not a single creature, either human or Pokemon, has been found as of yet. We are still unsure of what has happened. We will keep our viewers posted on any new developments. Now for our next sto-"
Kasumi shut of the TV. Hot tears ran out of blue eyes. Her three sisters left the room quickly to vomit. Kasumi had trouble breathing.
"Kasumi? You still there?" Takeshi asked softly. Kasumi nodded even though she knew her friend couldn't tell.
"S-satoshi called me three days ago letting me know he... had arrived Tsubame Town. H-he even asked me if I wanted to go up there and enjoy the festival... together. T-takeshi. Do y-you think he's..." Kasumi sobbed over the phone. One of her closest friends had just dissappeared in a bloodsoaked city, maybe dead. It was to much for the 20 year old. Takeshi spoke quietly.
"I'm sure Satoshi will be fine. Maybe he left before anything happened. Don't worry Kasumi..." Takeshi tried to comfort before starting to cry himself.
A/N: Okay, some stuff happened but at least nothing to bad. Don't worry though. Things will get bloody again.
