Disclaimer: Do I own Pokemon? No, I don't think so.

I said that I would delete the Chapter with me peeved, but I can't be bothered!
OK, I have just noticed that someone has reveiwed my story my name. That happens to be my brother, I didn't log out of my accout-thing properly so he reveiwed it. I'm not conceited Y'know! And besides, I don't makes stupid spelling errors like 'Stoey'!! I hope anyway!
If anybody has any relatives, or friends in the World Trade Centres, my deepest sympathy goes out to you and I hope for the good. This chapter is dedicated to the Tragedy of The World Trade Centres.


Ash's POV.

'Being dead isn't so bad. I just won't see...Hey! I mustn't be dead if I am talking to my self! Wait, I'm talking to myself?'
'No.'
'Aw great, now I'm arguing with myself'
'No, chosen one.'
'Chosen one?!! Lugia?!!!'
'Yes, you're not dead...'
'... But I got stabbed...'
'You will probably never die'
'What?!! I'm confused...'
'It is time to release your energy'
'... But I don't want any 'energy'...'
'It's your destiny'
'... But... but...'
'This may hurt...'
'Aaaaaaaah!!'


I screamed out loud and felt a tingling flow through me. Electricity suddenly surged the machines around me, short - circuited and exploded. This lead to other machines until the place looked like a bomb had hit it. '... When Lugia said it *may* hurt. It wasn't a 'may' it was a 'definitely'...huh? What... just happened... Where am I...? Oh no...'
I looked around briefly and jumped from this mattress thing I was lying on. I was in some kind of white room. Strange instruments surrounded the bed I had been on, now all broken with some people holding scalpels and needles backing away from me. 'Why are these people running away from me?..' Then, I realised. "What? You were going to experiment on me?!! Did you *ever* think that I could be alive?" Stupid question. A scientist ran out of the room. I decided to let him go. I started to walk, carefully, to a guy in a white coat. I held on to the bed - thing I had been lying on for support. The guy looked at me, horrified. '...Oh no... every thing the test subject touches gets frazzled...by electricity?'
"I am NOT a test subject!!" I shouted at the man. Where did that come from? That guy said it. But I didn't hear anything. Aaah! They're coming for me!
One of them was coming at me. With a needle!!
"Stay where you are" He stated "It'll make this a lot easier..."
"NO!" He stopped in surprise. " You want to make me into a guinea pig. So you can find out what makes me, me. Well, you're in for a BIG surprise." I lunged at this guy that had annoyed me. I landed on him and pinned him down with my hands. He seemed to jolt up and down, like he was being shocked by Pikachu... electricity? Suddenly he just stopped moving and just lay there. 'What have I done?' I got off him and walked backwards until I banged into something. It didn't matter. This guy's... dead... because of... me...
"I didn't mean it" I spoke up "I didn't want any energy..." I noticed one of the scientists' jump at me out of the corner of my eye. I reacted by punching him square in the nose. He fell backward and didn't get up. 'You just killed him. Out of cold blood!!'
"I didn't mean to" Five faces started at me. "You just said something, didn't you?" Nobody answered. "I'll take this as a no..."
One of the remaining scientist - people grabbed a syringe from a near by and ran towards me. I started to run to the side. Something grabbed my head and held me tightly with an arm pulling on my neck to keep me still. I looked up. "You!" Butch grinned but it faded as he started to shake violently and look like he was having a fit. "HA! You weren't expecting that.!!" I felt a sharp pain in my left shoulder. I looked to see the scientist that had jabbed that syringe in it. Also him smiling smugly. Butch had just held me so I could be sedated. A guy looked at me as I started to sway. Everything got blurry. Not before I saw a face of a guy looking at me from behind Butch. It was the guy that ran out of the room when I woke up!! I keeled over onto my left side causing that syringe to go in deeper. A dull pain, just like my vision. All blurry. If only I'd caught that guy who got Butch. I can't think straight. Why'd I have to be the Chosen One? Life isn't fair...

(End Ash's POV)


"You go clean up." Butch called to the Scientist as he ran down the corridor. The scientist looked at the damage caused by Ash and sighed. Why'd he have to clean this up? He faintly heard his superior talking to Cassidy as he ran,
" Meet me by the Boss's office"
"...."
"Yes, I'll explain on the way, OK?"

Giovanni looked at the old, stone tablet in frustration. What did it mean? He could translate it, but he didn't understand it. "A person that is linked to a Pokeball - but a Pokeball that is GS." Giovanni muttered under his breath "This person has energies, but everyone has the energy to do things. But these are special energies. How can you have special energies?!!" His face grew red in frustration "Maybe this person is hyperactive. This mysterious person is equal to those with natural energies. The lightning, psychic, dark, grass, fire, ground, fighting, flying, water, poison and normal energies. He is the one that has that natural energy of life...let see...he is linked to a Pokeball with GS... does that mean he can be captured? And if he is life, does that mean he doesn't die?" Giovanni smiled wickedly at thought of an ultimate fighting machine at his side. A knock at his office interrupted his thoughts.
"Come in!" He shouted gruffly. In burst Butch and Cassidy.
"Well?..."
"The test subject isn't dead... he's alive..."
"Experiment on him. I want to see him... how he reacts..."


Giovanni and the duo watched through a two - way mirror at his 'subject.' Ash struggled against the metal clamps, doing their job and 'clamping' him in place. "Let me go!!"
"Now, do you think we'd do that?" A man in a white lab coat told him. "You're in for the time of your life"
The lab - coat guy lifted a scalpel off a tray and looked at it. "You never notice how sharp these are, until you have to use it." He walked over to Ash and pulled Ash's T-shirt off leaving his stomach bare.
"Wait!" Ash stammered. "Your not gonna use that without an anaesthetic?"
"Well, if you had an anaesthetic it would be the point of this exercise"
Ash's experimenter sliced the scalpel across his stomach leaving a deep gash. Ash screamed out in pain as the scientist slowly drew the scalpel across his body.

...It is time to release some more of your energy...
'... Lugia......'
Lugia felt Ash scream in his mind.
...This energy will help you...
'...Make it stop...'
I will release this on-
'...I don't want any energy...'
This will hurt...

"Aaaah!" Ash screamed in agony. An invisible force emitted from Ash's body nearly completely destroying the lab. The scientist was thrown backwards and slammed into a wall, unconscious. The clamps holding Ash shattered. He knew this was his chance to escape from this hell - hole and staggered from the bed. Ash started to run to the door and decided to take a left down the corridor.

"Guards, DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!" Goivanni roared from behind the mirror. 'This kid is the one with the 'energies'' He had heard the subject muttering words like he was talking to someone.

Ash ran down the corridor, running faster than he had thought possible. The doors and lights seemed to zoom by. Ash heard load stomping behind him and looked. Several Rocket guards were following him!! He made a dash right then a sharp left until he found himself at a dead end. He pushed on the wall in front of him. It didn't budge. Ash backed against the wall and fell to his knees waiting for the guards to get him. 'If only I could feel the air, not this stale air in here... I wish to see the Pokemon and...and trees and ... and life...' His hair blew slightly in a gentle breeze and he felt a bit warmer, like the sun beating down on your face.
'Wind? Warmth?'
Ash opened his eyes to sunlight. The wall was gone and in its place was a gaping hole. He looked at the 'incoming' Rockets. Only they weren't coming for him. They had just stopped and where looking at him like he had caused the hole. 'I have a feeling I did that...' Ash used this distraction to escape into the grassy plain. Pokemon chirped in it's native language and trees swayed gently in a breeze. But he didn't have time to look at those things. Ash ran past the Pokemon and the trees in fear of his life. 'Oh no... I can hear voices... they must've caught up with me...' Ash collapsed on the grass out of breath, tired, bleeding and in a panic. 'They're gonna find me... I don't want to go through that again...unhh...'
"Look! He's over here!" 'A voice. I recognise. Misty's? Cassidy's?'
"We gotta get him back"
Ash felt a pair of strong arms lift him up. He struggled weakly, trying to get away.
"Don't worry, you're gonna be OK..." The voice seemed soothing but like the voice was about to break and crack because of sorrow.
'What have they done to him?? He - he's a mess... A - A -...'
"I'm home..." Ash murmured before the blackness he was all too used to take over.




So, How did you like that chapter? Was it good? Bad? BTW could somebody please tell me what attacks Umbreon, Nidoking and Arcanine have? I need it for my next chapter.
Thank you!

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