After he had subconciously viewed Diane's death, he had drifted off
to sleep for a while. After he woke up, he found himself in a cylander
of sorts and Gemfk glaring over at him with a look of hate. He opens his
eyes wide, staring at his creator through the now amber colored surroundings
where he is confined in with uncertainty of the unknown intentions that
Gemfk had planned for him. "You..." says Gemfk with hatred in his
tone, ".... caused me to have Diane die. It is YOUR fault, you
little waste of time!" "No!!!" young Mewthree screams psychicly
at him, "I didn't MEAN to talk to her!!!"
Gemfk doubles back, obviously surprised that the experimental pokémon
before him had spoken to him, "Say again?!"
"I said.... I didn't mean to talk to her! It was an accident!"
"What? You are capable of speech?"
Mewthree sits up on the floor of the containment cylander, "Yes...
but this is only a projection of my thoughts... but I don't know why I
am able to..."
"This is a great undertaking in the program!"
"Pardon me for asking... but what do you mean by 'project'?"
"Nevermind what I am saying. You just stay silent now."
Mewthree presses himself against the thick five-inch glass, "You
have no right to-" he protests.
"Well, you have no right to live either."
"What? What are you... saying...?"
"I grow tired of this meaningless exchange of words, you will not resist
to anything that happens to you!"
"NO!!!!!!" He lets out an energy filled mournful cry
that shatters the glass tube as if it were nothing. He still dangles by
the nourishment tubes, but feels as though a toxic substance were flowing
through them and into his veins. He forces his body weight to his feet,
ripping the tubes right out of his body, creating black holes on his dark
grey skin; he falls to the ground as he does this. Black liquid starts
to flow from out of the holes in his skin, he takes one finger and rubs
a hole, licking his fingertip as he brings it forward, blood. His blood.
He weakly gets up off of the ground, limping past Gemfk as he does.
Gemfk draws a pistol from his belt. "Do not move!" he yells as he
aims at the small pokémon. Mewthree glances back, "What do
you intend to do with that?" he says with a seriousness in his voice,
"You won't kill me just as you did to Diane."
"What do you know?" Gemfk still aims the pistol at the pokémon,
now his hand starts to shake.
"I thought not... go ahead, try to kill me.... I don't care what
happens now...."
Gemfk sighs harshly and pulls the trigger, sending the bullet hurling
through the air at the experiment.
Mewthree closes his eyes before the bullet make contact, sending
a surge of energy throughout the room. The bullet stops in midair, he turns
around to face Gemfk. "You can't kill me?" he says mockingly,
"Even though I won't kill you for trying to do so, I'll just....
delay you for a while." He opens and clenches one fist, the bullet
slowly rotates then hurls itself at Gemfk, hitting his right leg on the
knee.
Gemfk's blood stains the lab equipment, he falls to his left knee.
Mewthree simply sighs and turns around, vanishing as he does.
* * *
He appears in a forest, he had escaped. He clutches his right arm
with his left hand and limps ahead. Many new and strange sights fill his
mind. Trees... Wild Pokémon... wild plants... all of nature's gifts
are before him. His ears are instantly filled with pokémon calls,
he smiles.
Being in a different environment than his home, the lab, he smiles
slightly due to the numbness filling his right arm. Blood continues to
trickle down his arm, the only open wound left; the others had closed up
and already skin covered them.
He hears a rustle in the bushes, he glances in its direction. A pair
of black eyes peer out at him. "Espeon..." the owner of the eyes
calls out to him, a pokémon. "Hello?" he says to it,
"Can you... come out so I can see you?". A purple cat-like pokémon
emerges from the bushes, a female. "You are a strange one."
says the pokémon in a female, caring telepathic voice to him.
"You can... speak like me?"
"Yes, I am a psychic pokémon, after all. But you.... I have
never seen a pokémon like you before."
"What are you?"
"I am an Espeon." Three smaller Espeon emerge from the bushes
and approach him.
"H-Hey! What are you doing?!".
"Don't be so jumpy. These are my young... they just want to get to
know you."
"Even so..."
"What are you?"
"I.... don't know."
"No memory of your mother or father?"
"It's not that. It's just that.... I don't think my birth was natural...."
"Don't worry about that. Tell you what.... I'll take you in and care
for you."
"Care for something that's not even one of your own?"
"Why not? Pokémon are caring and loving creatures towards
each other naturally. And besides, you seem wounded anyway."
"Um... okay, I'll go along with you."
* * *
All was going well until one night. When he was wandering around
while the Espeon family was resting, he happened to encounter a human child
on a path. The night was oddly quiet, compared to how it usually sounds.
There were no sounds of Jigglypuff singing faraway, no Clefairy in the
distance, no Meowth rustling in the bushes, no Oddish spreading their spores
around, nothing. It was... too quiet. Only one pokémon can be seen
that night, a pokémon standing about one foot tall, its head about
the size of a football, black crests around its eyes, its tail measured
about the same size of its body with two thick black blades growing out
of it, its mouth beak-like, claws growing from out of of its three fingers,
its feet like that that of a cat pokémon, its dark grey skin reflecting
the light of the moon..... him. He glares at the child, trying to peer
onto her soul to search for her intent.
The girl's Espeon darted in front of her, obviously trying to protect her. It growled at him "Get away!" says the Espeon to him, "Get out of our way!". He did not see this as a threat, but originally did not want to harm the psychic pokémon or the girl; however, since the Espeon had spoken to him with harshness in his voice. His instincts get the better of him and take it as a challenge, running at the Espeon head-on with speed beating a Dodrio or Rapidash, and slashed at its head, creating a long scar down the Espeon's face and neck before it even gets to have a chance to react. Seeing the blood he caused, he lunges at Espeon, tackling it, biting it repeatedly. The girl screams at the sight of her Espeon being attacked by him. He bites its short razor sharp teeth into Espeon's elegant neck, ripping off the purple flesh, sending a spray of blood into the night sky. Espeon gives out a cry of agony then coughs up blood. The Espeon's body goes limp and falls to the ground, he continues to feed on it, driving his beak-like muzzle into the chest cavity of the Espeon, tugging and eating out its heart. Glaring at the girl the whole time of his feast. She starts to run away, he lets her run, only because he is busy with the eating of the Espeon.
* * *
Two days later on a cold and rainy night. The mother Espeon, her three young Espeon, and him run through the forest at night trying to escape from something, the rain falls down hard on them, he gives out a slight cry as he trips and slides on the wet grass covered ground. He looks up at the Espeon, the mother notices him. The mother stops and picks her young up by the neck softly with her mouth and rests it on the ground, he looks up at it's false mother with a sense of satisfaction, but also with some sadness in its crimson eyes, as if he didn't want her to help him. The mother continues to run, the young follow close behind with him at the back but he quickly catches up with the young Espeon. The three young Espeon glare at him disdainfully as they run beside him. After about a half hour of running, the mother and her young stop in a clearing, the mother looks around, sensing that something is nearby. The mother rears back her head, as do the young Espeon and lets out a soothing cry, something like a song, he tries to do what the Espeon are doing, but only lets out a tortureous cry that causes the four Espeon to stop and stare at him, shocked and disaproving. He lowers his head, and moans. Tears form in his eyes, he whimpers.
Suddenly, the clearing illuminates with a dozen lights. The Espeon
shreik and run away, leaving him alone, paralyzed in fear. Voices of men
fill his ears, "What's that thing?" one of the men says. "I
dunno Lar, I've never seen a pokémon like that before." another
says, "Looks kind of... freakish, huh?". "No..." says a female voice,
"That is the pokémon my dearest Sabrina described as the killer
of her favorite pokémon."
"Are you sure, Elle?"
"Yes, positive."
"Okay...". "Hey Albert, get the restraining tools." says another
man.
"Why?"
"This pokémon has never been seen before. Besides, maybe we can
actually get money from THIS find!"
"Okay..."
Mewthree looks around, noticing that five men are approaching him
slowly, obviously not trying to startle him. He cries out, trying to call
the mother Espeon back. The men hold their ears. He takes this as an oppurtunity
giving him a chance to flee. He dashes off, into the forest. Lar chases
after him with a gun, he looks back at the human and cries out again in
fear, running faster. He hears the slight sound of gunfire and feels something
poke into his arm with some fluid spilling into his veins. He instanly
feels sluggish, as if his body had turned to stone, also starting to feel
tired. He drops to the ground face first. "All right!" says one of the
men.
"You got it, Lar?" asks another man.
"Yeah, fast little bugger, though."
"At least you got it, right?"
"Yeah..." Lar fastens a small chain around Mewthree's neck, with
an odd symbol-like thing at the end. And places him gently in containment
capsule. Bringing him to a truck. "All right! Pack the equipment up!
We're going back to Saffron!" he orders the other men and steps into
the truck, resting the capsule beside him on the passanger's seat and drives
away. The Espeon watch the truck drive away, a tear forms in the eye of
the mother Espeon.
* * *
He reawakens in the labs beneath the Silph Company building. He weakly starts to move all of his limbs, "Ah," says Gemfk with utmost concern, "You have awakened. But of course... you are different now, sweet little child." Gemfk shows Mewthree his reflection in a little mirror, showing a baby human with crimson eyes in the mirror. Gemfk had succeded.... he had changed an experimental pokémon into a human, just as he intended.