Slaves and Soldiers Chapter 2: Analysis Pending, a pokémon fanfic

Slaves and Soldiers

Chapter 2: Analysis Pending

I lay down in the simulated grass of the Pokéball, contemplating my next move once I was out of here. Running away wasn't an option; since I was sure Team Rocket had state-of-the-art security. Even if they didn't, I couldn't, because when a Pokémon is captured, Pokéballs have a kind of 'restraint' that prevents from fleeing too far. The only way to free a Pokémon is to crush the Pokéball, while the Pokémon isn't in it. But that obviously wasn't happening.

So then I thought, what will they do to me? They'll force me to work for them, that was as clear as day. But what will they make me do? Will they force me to steal precious artifacts from museums for a valuable profit? Will they assign me to kidnap other trainer's Pokémon? Or will they relegate me to higher, more important missions, like taking out big figures that threatened Team Rocket's business?

No matter what happened, I had to be prepared. Entei… Suicune… where are you guys…?

I felt my Pokéball being picked up. I couldn't see what was going on but all I could hear was mumbling and footsteps, so whatever was happening, it wasn't very exciting.

They obviously weren't very GENTLE with the Pokéball, tossing it up and down with one hand, like they were just having a good old damn time. They were definitely excited to having caught a legendary, I understand most people are, but it caused a lot of shaking and rumbling in the Pokéball, enough to knock me over and causing me to puke my guts onto the grass.

Eventually, after what seemed like hours but were probably just a couple of minutes, the shaking stopped. "Thank God." I thought to myself.

I heard a click. I knew what that meant. They were ready to let me out of the Pokéball, which I initially presumed was for a battle. I prepared a battle stance, expecting the worst. When the ball opened, I was transformed from energy back into solid matter in the outside world and found myself standing face-to-face in the office of the most evil man the world has known.

Giovanni.

My eyes and his locked and entered a showdown. Each of us were attempting to pierce into the other's soul. After perhaps a minute or two, he closed his eyes… and smirked. I was ready to strangle him, but it would all be too easy for him to call security and have them tranquillize me. He raised his head, and looked at the woman who had captured me.

"Ariana. I'm actually quite impressed. Capturing the Legendary Raikou was definitely no simple task."

Her eyes then locked on to Giovanni's.

"Please. It really wasn't that difficult." she simply stated. The embarrassing thing is that she was right. I was caught so effortlessly. Had I been more rational at the moment, I would've easily outwitted her and escaped. But unfortunately, that's a thing of the past I can't change.

Giovanni bent his knees down to look at me at eye-level. While looking at me but addressing Ariana, he said;

"You know what to do. Like we do with every other Pokémon, this one is no different. Take him for his physical and testing in the exam room, so we can see his strengths and weaknesses. I'm sure we'll find use for the runt."

A runt? That was where I had it with him. Just because this guy was the leader of Team Rocket and owned a multi-billion dollar corporation didn't give him the right to order me around like a house pet and call me a runt!

I couldn't electrocute him, despite how badly I wished to do so. Instead, I settled for the next best alternative.

I spit in his face.

That's right. I, Raikou, the Legendary Beast of Thunder, had just thrown my saliva onto the leader of Team Rocket and ultimate Mafia Boss, Giovanni. And let me tell you, it felt GREAT! That bloody bastard had it coming to him. The man wasn't even worthy of my saliva. That was one of the best things I've ever done. Of course, doing that would have drastic consequences…

Ariana glanced at her boss nervously, afraid of Giovanni's possible wrath. To try to make things better (for them) she nervously offered,

"You… want me to help you clean that up?"

What surprised me is that Giovanni didn't lose his cool, like I had expected him to. Normally, people don't care to be spit in the face.

And then…he grinned. Sadistically. As if he was ready to do unspeakable things… Whatever he had in planning for me now, it was going to be BAD.

"No. After you're done with the examination and testing, take him to the Garchomps' chamber to spend the night. He will learn to respect authority."

"Yes sir."

"You may leave now."

Ariana had thrown the Pokéball at me, trapping me inside the virtual simulation yet again. I lied down on the grass near a 'river' to get a drink of water 'cause my throat was parched. I heard her take her leave and was left to ponder what 'examinations' Giovanni meant. I knew Team Rocket wasn't above torturing Magikarps to force them to evolve. I knew Team Rocket wasn't above performing horrific crimes of kidnapping and murder. Team Rocket was capable of anything and I knew anything could happen.

At this point, I wonder if Entei and Suicune know I'm gone…

When I emerged from my Pokéball this time, I found myself in a white room with 1 long glass window, no furniture, and no nothing except for 4 walls, a ceiling, a floor, and 1 door; all white.

I've heard tales of people who have gone insane by staying in these kinds of rooms for days, weeks, and even months. But I knew that's not what they had planned. Why would anyone capture a Legendary Pokémon, just to try to drive it to absolute insanity?

I looked through the window to see if anyone was there, but I couldn't see anything at all, and guessed it was one of those 'one-way' windows, like they use at police stations to have someone identify a criminal.

I was still wondering why I was put into this room when a gray claw descended from the ceiling, and enclosed a portion of my stomach and back. Said claw then extended to cover the entirety of my stomach and back, leaving holes for my legs. I shuddered at the contact with the cold inside of the… 'armor' shall we say. I realized this was the 'physical' and since I wouldn't have done this willingly, Team Rocket used devices to restrain me.

The claw dragged me back to the exact center of the room, set me at ground level, and then long metal gray-whitish boots ascended from the floor to encase my feet, so I couldn't kick with them when they would examine me. They were cold too, and I could feel electrical circuits buzzing through the boots, due to my sensitivity to them as an Electric type.

A giant leather strap emerged from the ceiling and encased itself around my neck, not only preventing me from turning it, but it was also very itchy from the inside, and I could feel the fur of other Pokémon restrained by this device as well.

Finally, one more device descended from the ceiling. A tooth restrain. To make sure I couldn't bite them during the 'physical'. I tried to keep my mouth shut so it couldn't be inserted, but the device crammed its way into my mouth and jacked up like how you would jack a car to put in a new tire. My mouth was forced open, revealing my white, fierce teeth (which I admit, I always had very well-kept). Said device also kept me from chomping and closing them down.

Humiliating would have been the absolute understatement of the year to describe how I felt. Never before was I at the complete and total mercy of any being. To be in this situation, and not knowing what they'll do to you, what will happen… it's scary. No, that's not it… Terrifying is a better word to use. I have never been so terrified in my life. If Entei and Suicune saw me like this, they would be completely horrified.

I tried to break out. I tried to move my teeth off of the metal frame they were kept in. I tried to shake off the itchy, hot, uncomfortable leather strap around my neck. I tried to yank my feet out from the metal boots. And I furiously launched an Electric attack to try and break the armor off. But it was all to no avail. I was so... helpless. And I hardly ever do, and don't tell Entei and Suicune but... I cried.

I brought great shame upon myself and my trio.

Once the necessary 'restraints' were in place, a Team Rocket Grunt came out through the single solitary door the room had, along with a man in a lab coat who was, from the looks of it, an important doctor. I blinked rapidly to get rid of my tears. I wasn't going to let anyone here see me break down.

The Team Rocket Grunt quickly left and I was left alone with the doctor. In his hands, he had a clipboard for probably writing things about me down.

He looked at me with a bored expression on his face and proceeded to… 'analyze' me.

I tried to numb the intense emotion of anxiety flowing through me by thinking about things I liked. I closed my eyes and pictured myself running through a field, jumping in the air and chasing the butterflies as if I were a young cub again. The flowers in the field were blooming and showing their beauty; not minding one bit as I leapt in the air and landed on them. They sprung back to life as I continued jumping in the air and rolling on the field and...

I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard a click, as if he had pressed some sort of button. I felt the 'armor' that was on me morph back into a claw and heard it ascend back up the ceiling. With that thing off I didn't feel as helpless, but I still really couldn't do anything. His arm, covered with a rubber glove, skimmed over my fur and then I felt him depress his hands into my skin. It felt, not painful really just… incredibly awkward.

"Body composition (aka fat-to-muscle) ratio is about… 10 to 90%. Healthy and excellent condition." he muttered.

His hand grabbed onto my right front leg and he squeezed it. Hard; I winced slightly.

"Muscles are incredibly toned and well suited for speed and power."

Lastly, he looked at my teeth as they were forced open. He stared at them and even began to touch them.

"Fantastic molars! Beautiful, just beautiful, and excellent for biting into prey."

He seemed genuinely surprised at the condition of my teeth, but what was so surprising about it? I just took good care of them and always made it a priority to brush them every day like anyone else.

I still wanted to bite his hand off as he moved his hand uncomfortably through my mouth. Thankfully, he finally took them out.

"Yep. You'll make a fine soldier." he grinned.

He finished writing some notes onto his clipboard then backed away a slight distance and took out a strange remote which looked like something you'd use to control the TV and pressed two buttons. Two of my restraints were released; the leather-neck restraint and the metal frame tooth restraint. It felt better to have those things off, but the metal boots on my feet remained, so I still couldn't move.

I turned my head to his direction and he had a small pack in his hands, which he zipped open and took out my Pokéball. He tossed the Pokéball and I groaned as the ball transformed me from matter into energy again and I was back in my virtual 'paradise'.

I wondered where I was going now, with that damn physical out of the way. Giovanni mentioned a physical exam and testing. After a small bit of thinking, I remembered he wanted to test my powers and see how I could be of 'use' to him. And by 'use', I mean exploit my powers for the benefit of stupid freakin' Team Rocket. Since I knew battling was next, I prepared myself for whatever Team Rocket had in store for 'testing'.

Eventually, I felt the ball shake and open. I transformed back from energy into matter and landed on a cold, concrete floor. I tried to look around and there was only darkness as far as the eye could see. Suddenly, the lights flipped on and I found myself in some sort of Pokémon battle arena. Usually, during these kinds of fights, seats would be stuffed with many different Pokémon trainers, breeders, coordinators, and anyone else who wanted to watch a good fight. But this was a practice arena. I could tell since there weren't even seats for an audience to sit in.

I was on the right side of the stage while none other than Mr. Giovanni himself was on the left. Seems he wanted to test me himself. The spitting in his face probably had something to do with it.

He had three Pokéballs total; one in his left hand and two in his right. He tossed all 3 in the air and shouted;

"Nidoking, Rhydon, and Kangaskhan, come out!"

Thrown from the ball in his left hand, Nidoking came out. From the ones in his right hand; Rhydon and Kangaskhan emerged.

"Here are your requirements." he addressed me. "Bring down all three Pokémon, two of them you have type disadvantage to. If you manage to defeat all 3 of my prized Pokémon, I might just be impressed enough to pardon your actions towards me earlier."

"And if I fail?" I growled.

Giovanni's famous smirk reappeared. "Fail, and you'll be spending a night with the Garchomps."

It was my turn to smirk now. "Mr. Giovanni, you have yourself a deal."

"I thought I would."

Giovanni turned to his Pokémon Nidoking.

"Nidoking, use Poison Sting!" he ordered.

Nidoking charged forward and his right claw glowed purple, signifying that he was going to use the demanded attack. I dodged it as he swiped, and ran behind him. I ditched the electric attacks for him, since he was part Ground. Instead, I crunched my fangs into his back, causing him to scream in pain. Blood spewed from his back onto the concrete floor. I kept my fangs in and sunk deeper to hurt him further.

"Kangaskhan, attack Raikou with Dizzy Punch!" Giovanni commanded.

The Kangaskhan did as told, and she leapt forward and rapidly threw punches at me. The force knocked me off of Nidoking and back onto the cold concrete.

I shook my head and stood back up. "Two against one now, huh? All right, then…"

This time, I went after Kangaskhan. She was Normal-type, but I had no Fighting moves, so I launched my most powerful Electric attack at her. I Thundered her into oblivion and knocked her out instantly.

"That only leaves two more…" I lost concentration on the battle for only a few seconds which Giovanni exploited.

"Rhydon, hit him with Fissure!"

"Uh oh." I realized. "If Fissure makes contact, I'm a goner!"

Giovanni left me no time to react as the unexpectedly fast Rhydon had already reached me. Unlike Ariana's, Giovanni's Rhydon was much faster and much more well trained. He had the element of surprise, and successfully KO'd me with the attack.

I lied down on the concrete floor, simply struggling to keep my eyes open, but failing as they eventually closed. Before I drifted into unconsciousness, I heard him say, "Somewhat of a disappointment. You did all right, though. Oh well, say hello to the Garchomps for me."

I regained consciousness in what eerily resembled one of those creepy old prison chambers from the 1800's. I was amazed I could stand up with no trouble, but then I rationalized he just healed me.

I looked around cautiously and walked forward slowly. My eyes focused on two tiny evil beady yellow eyes in the darkness. The eyes slowly began to inch forward and I stepped back. They came forward, I stepped back. This continued until I noticed that the number of eyes doubled from two to four. When I finally could back up no further, the four beady eyes revealed themselves to be two terrifying, towering, and drooling Garchomps.

I sighed. This was going to be a long night.

"I hate my life."

Oh boy, poor Raikou has been left for the Garchomps, hope he lives... Then again, if he didn't we would have a very short story, wouldn't we?