I do not own Pokemon in any way, shape, or form. All rights go to their respective owners.
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A large drop of water smacked me square in the head, shocking me awake. Wondering where I was, and what the hell I was doing sleeping under a tree, I stood up, stretched, and started to glance around.
And it all came crashing back.
I remembered everything. Sarah. Brandon Fuanta. And running off into the forest. Something sharp struck my heart, and I aimlessly clutched at it, my eyes staring into space as I fell to my knees. Tears formed in my eyes as I sat there, rain beginning to fall from the dark sky above.
"Nothing. There's nothing left in my life. Nothing at all." I said, standing up. I trudged forward, slipping a bit on the muddy path.
"Nothing. Gone." I repeated over and over as I walked. A blinding flash of lightning struck a nearby tree with a tremendous crash. Breaking me out of my stupor, I yelped and ducked as sharp splinters and fragments of wood shot past me, embedding themselves in the bark of other trees.
"Damn... Looks like this one didn't survive either..." Ringing began to form in my ears, growing louder and louder, blocking whoever was speaking out. Cautiously, I stood up, glancing around to see if there was anything that could potentially kill me flying in my general direction. All I saw was this strange man in a lab coat, jotting down something in notebook.
"Excuse me, but what the hell just happened?" I asked, wincing a bit. Reaching up, I touched the outer ring of my ear, feeling a warm, wet liquid smear across my fingers. The man spun on his heel, pointing his pen at me.
"Wait... You survived? But all the others died when I landed even a mile away..." His eyebrows raised, and his eyes widened. "This is tremendous! I've finally got a working patient!"
"Woah woah woah. Back up a bit. Patient?" I asked, taking a step back.
"Yes, you're my patient as of right now." He replied, grabbing my wrist.
"No, I don't think I-" I stopped, as he pulled out a syringe and plunged it into the side of my neck, injecting the luminous yellow liquid into my bloodstream.
"Goodnight, I'll be checking on you from time to time." He said, as my eyes shut from the power of the sedative.
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I awoke to bright lights and a cold, metal surface beneath me. Squinting to get my eyes better adjusted to the light, I tried to sit up, but found my wrists and ankles were strapped to the room was completely empty besides a wide array of machines, and a single door to his left. What kind of shit did I get myself into?
"Subject 1 has pass tremendously through the first 6 stages. Proceeding with stage 7." A high pitched, very feminine voice boomed from a PA system in front of me, pounding my ears into oblivion. The door opened. Struggling to remove the bindings that held me down, I lifted my head, straining to look around to see who had just entered the room.
"So you're awake. Perfection!" He cried, clapping his hands once. "Bring in the drill, will you?" He called out. A young woman in a nurse outfit pulled a large box in through the door, and walked back out, locking the door. "Ahh... Yes... My pride and joy." He whispered, stroking the box slightly. With a swing of his arm, he smashed the box open, revealing a large machine that had a very small, slender drill bit attached to the end. "Yes, this drill is not like most."
Pulling an apple out of his pocket, he placed it in the palm of his hand and turned the drill on.
In half a minute, the apple had split in two, spraying me in the face with chunks of apple. Eyes wide open, I began to struggle even more, until a sharp pain at the base of the neck and a liquid feeling entering my bloodstream began to calm me down again.
"It's a shame that you must be put down for this procedure. But then again, you'll be back on your feet in no time." I tried to say something, but the gag in my mouth stopped me before my eyes shut close for the second time.
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A large drop of water smashed into my face. Groaning, I sat up, before looking around to see where I was. Shifting a bit to uncover my legs, I stood up, shaking my arms and legs to get the rest of the grass and leaves off of my body. I could hardly remember what had happened before I woke up. Something... something to do with a guy in a lab coat? I don't remember. All I do remember is Sarah, and all that fucking drama that played out.
I have nowhere to go.
Sighing, I glanced up at the sky to see if I could catch a glimpse of the sun before the clouds completely covered the sky again. A rumble of thunder mad me jump, and I ran further into the forest, hoping that the leaves would stop most of the rain as it began to fall. After a few minutes of running and slight drops of rain hitting me from time to time, I found a cave and crawled inside, panting a bit at the distance I had covered. The cave itself was small, but big enough to sit in comfortably. And there I sat, listening to the roar of thunder and the patter of the rain striking the ground.
Quite peaceful, really.
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I woke up to a burning pain in my right arm.
I rolled up the sleeve of my jacket, finding a ring of small black dots tattooed around my arm towards the shoulder. They seemed to be glowing and burning, and it wasn't until I touched it that I found out that they WERE burning. Yelping in pain, they seemed to be dripping with a fiery, gravity defying liquid that twisted and turned along my arm, burning closer and closer to my wrist. I spit on my arm, hoping that it would help cool down a bit of my arm, but it didn't seem to help. I had no idea what to do.
A sharp pain passed through my arm, causing me to yelp once more. The pain grew more and more, from a dull pang to unbearably painful. Eventually, I blacked out when I couldn't take any more of the pain.
And there I lay.
A/N: The story's chapters may be uploaded either the next day to next week. Sorry for the inconsistency, but my schedule has been kinda packed the last few days. Expect the next one by Tuesday at most. Thanks to those who liked the story!
-LovingShadow