I looked around and growled.

This was not what I had wanted at all.

Behind me, I could feel the cold, almost icy gaze of Carlos behind me, watching and observing me.

I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden, I was acutely aware of the scientist, monitoring me and experimenting like I was a lab rattata. Where before I felt fear for what I knew he could do to me, it suddenly turned to rage. I spun around, facing the man. He said nothing, but continued to stare at me, his steely blue gaze making contact with my violet one.

He held the eye contact before smiling and, not looking away, wrote something down in his book.

That was it.

I drew my fist back to punch the man, but it was suddenly yanked back as I felt a cold vine wrap around it. I looked behind me to see a tangrowth had gotten a hold of my arm and was now stopping me from attacking. Behind it stood a female scientist, presumably the Pokémon's trainer. My anger now directed elsewhere, I telekinetically flung the Pokémon away and turned to the scientist. I heard someone yell at me, but I didn't listen to them.

The woman brought out another poke ball, but before she could throw it, I grabbed the ball and her hand and yanked it away, sending her flying across the room. I heard her scream and there was a crack as something broke, but I ignored it. Any reason and logic had been thrown away, leaving me a cold, emotionless beast.

There was another shout and someone tackled me, grabbing the vulnerable flesh of my second spinal cord. I let out a scream of pain as I was brought down to the ground, my head hitting the cold tiles with a loud crack.

The blow instantly knocked me out, sending me back into oblivion.

– – –

I don't know when I woke.

I was vaguely aware of pain, but I couldn't tell where. It seemed to be everywhere, a sharp, throbbing pain that seemed to consume my entire being.

I cracked open my eyes, in a hope that maybe I could find some explanation for my situation. My vision was out of focus, rendering me unable to make out any details of my environment. I could tell I was lying down and that the upper half of my body was covered in a dark red liquid. I blinked my eyes and tried to focus them. Why was I coated in blood? Was it my own?

I tried to sit up, but as soon as I tried to lift my head even a centimetre above the ground, I was suddenly hit with a wave of dizziness, sending me back down to the ground. I lay there, trying to take in what details that brief moment had given me.

I was in some sort of cell, with what might've been glass or something else transparent at the end, letting in light. Beyond that glass, I could make out nothing.

Slowly, my mind started to clear and my senses started to sharpen, but not by much.

There was blood in my mouth, its metallic tang irritating my nose. I spat out the blood and out with it came several hard, white objects.

I looked at what could only be my teeth in utter disgust and fear. What had happened to me that had injured me so gravely?

There was a sudden click and something brought me out of my pained thoughts. I looked upwards to see a figure approach me. I couldn't recognise who it was, but I instantly felt fear towards it. It said something, but I couldn't understand. There was sudden burst of pain over my cacophony of agony as something hit my damaged side, causing me to let out a sudden mew.

Suddenly, there was more yelling and I could just see another figure enter the room. I instinctively curled up into a ball. I couldn't take it anymore. What had happened that had transformed my life into this world of chaos?

What had I done?

For I felt like this was all my fault.

I heard another figure enter the room and the yelling ceased. There was a murmur and then I felt myself being lifted up. My eyes snapped open and I let out a sudden mew of surprise. There was more murmuring but once again, I couldn't understand a thing of what they were saying.

Then once again, I slipped into darkness.

– – –

Then once again, I returned to the light.

My eyes snapped open, all intelligence suddenly flooding back to me. Everything seemed so clear now, so precise.

I tried to jerk upright, but I found myself restrained to whatever I was lying on by a pair of what looked like straps constructed from dark type energy.

I heard frantic movement and suddenly Cassandra appeared in my field of vision. She started to alter something that was just outside of my vision, muttering what appeared to be measurements of some sort. After about a minute or so of that, she straightened and sighed, nodding.

The straps suddenly dematerialised and I managed to sit up. There was silence for a long moment.

I finally broke it by asking the most obvious question.

"What happened?"