Chapter Five
Kolya felt something tugging. Tugging at him to return. For a while there was only blackness. A deep void where nothing entered. But the tugging pulled him away. It dragged him back, back towards where he left off. Back to his life.
He opened his pale eyes and jumped in surprise. Wire, tubes, and all sorts of other thin, circular implements were plugged into him. He wasn't sure how he knew what any of the strange things were, but he did. Thinking about it made a fuzzy, tickling sensation in the back of him mind. Like it was too far away to reach, to connect with.
He tried to get up only to find restraints locked around his limbs. They were snug and iron strong. The position he was in was undoubtedly comfortable for a human with their long bodies and duo legs, but for him it was painful, unnatural. He wanted desperately to turn on his side or stomach. Instead he was stuck staring upwards in confusion.
Things weren't clear. Where was the man? He wasn't sure who that was, but he knew him. They respected each other and he knew what the man looked like. He recalled another pokemon, this one female. She would talk to him with her mind.
"He's still out of it." A distinctly female voice murmured softly. "I doubt he'll come around all that fast anyway. He's pretty burnt up to begin with and then you add in the head trauma…well, it's amazing he's still alive."
Kolya wasn't sure how he was understanding the words. It wasn't with his ears, and it wasn't noise. Instead it was like his mind could understand the faint vibrations coming from the human's mouth and translated it so that Kolya could 'hear'. It made little sense, but he had more to worry about than such a problem. A problem, which was quickly turning out to be an advantage.
"That's why I wanted him." A deep voice purred coldly, almost in a monotone. Kolya took an instant dislike to the man. A silent growl formed in his throat, but caught. He hacked painfully jerking against his restraints. He heard the footsteps as the woman rushed over. Her oval face peered down curiously. A worried frown flickered across her mouth before she sighed in relief. Her blue eyes flicked to the left and Kolya assumed that was where the man was in the room.
"He's fine." She informed the man eagerly. Her short brown hair curtained her face as she bent over him. As her nose came closer and closer Kolya couldn't resist anymore. Gathering his strength he pushed upward and took a bone crunching snap at her face. He teeth grazed the tip of her nose before he was pulled back down. His joints were chaffed, but the warm blood on his lips told him it was well worth the effort.
She reeled back in surprise and pain screeching, "The little shit bit me!"
The man chuckled. It was a cold, ruthless sound of pleasure, "Of course he did Katy. You didn't think I would pay so much for a dud, did you? Perhaps next time you will be more careful where you stick your nose."
The woman growled at him and Kolya was sure a glare of some sort accompanied it. He tried to turn his neck, but intense pain rippled through him stopping him.
He desperately wanted answers. Why was he here? Where was the man? And Ralts? And the rest of his memory! Only haze bits and pieces remained of his life. The most recent were clearest, but there were others. He still seemed to know what things were, the names of them. Just not details.
"Aw, poor little creature's confused." Katy sneered spitefully as she doctored her injured nose. "He doesn't know where he is or why the hell he's strapped to a table. Well, let me tell you little shit, your misery is only just beginning. Damon will tear you apart."
The man gave out another cold laugh and added, to Katy, not to Kolya, "I very much doubt Damon will be doing that. This one's not like the others. I did a bit of checking into his history. It seems he was born deaf. He's not used to obeying others. He had a young trainer at one point, but she had to give him up to be killed after he maimed a boy. After that Sabrina's father took him in. I suppose the basic rudiments of commands have been drilled into his head, but it wouldn't be enough to assume complete control."
Katy and Kolya absorbed this in silence. He had a trainer? Concentrating, he tried to remember. It felt like a blowtorch was hovering just above his forehead. Nothing. Nothing but smoke and flame blocking him.
"So he won't obey Damon?" Katy replied puzzled, "But doesn't that mean Damon's leadership is surrendered?"
The man tsked playfully, "I said no such thing. Damon will get around it. I merely said he wouldn't be pushing this one around."
Kolya didn't understand this at all. Why was he here? Who was this Damon? What did these cold humans want with him? Nothing made sense.
He flinched when the needle pierced his skin. The woman twisted it around a bit maliciously before injecting the clear liquid. He snarled and tried for her arms. She gave him a vicious grin baring all her flat, white teeth. Suddenly the restraints were removed. He bounded up ready to tear into Katy and the man. Or tried to. His body felt cold and uncoordinated. His limbs were heavy and disobedient. With another silent growl he took a moment to straighten himself out. It wasn't time he could afford, but he needed to use his head. The humans had the advantage.
Looking around he noticed there were no humans. The door latched with a quiet click and nothing moved in the impersonal, bleak room. The counters were bare and the steel table he had been strapped down to started to move down slowly. He teetered unsteadily yet managed to keep his balance. Once it stopped he leapt down to the floor. His legs gave out from underneath him sending him sprawling. The tile seemed just as cold and impersonal as the rest of the room. It had an unwelcoming feel all around it.
Something moved to the left and he sprung intending to tear it up. His mind was fuzzy and slow. His body was sluggish and uncoordinated. If he had been in top condition he would've never made such a mistake.
The creature he lunged at whirled with lightning speed. Suddenly the roles were completely reversed and Kolya was the one being attacked. The yellow and silver whirlwind tore around him taking thin, painful slices out of his lavender hide. Then it was over. Two coal black remorseless eyes bored into his. They were like a deep, dark pit where no emotion ever escaped.
"You're under my jurisdiction now." The jolteon remarked crisply. His voice was not cruel or gloating. He didn't seem to reveal in the power this afforded him. He didn't add any demeaning names at the end of his sentence. His whole posture told Kolya that this was business and that the pokemon before him took his business with dead seriousness. "If I say jump you'll do it. If I say jump higher you'll do that too. Understand? You're life belongs to me now so treat me accordingly."
I don't understand. Where am I? Kolya asked still fuzzy from the drugs. His limbs seemed to be more under his control now, but he didn't think about mounting an attack. He didn't know enough. Also, the jolteon seemed to know up from down quite well and most likely could tear him into a thousand pieces without a thought. Resentment flashed hotly, but he stifled it. There would be time later to reassert just who was giving and receiving the orders. In the meantime he knew he had to play along.
"You are now the property of our team's master. That's what you will call him, Master. He acquired you after the unfortunate fire at the gym. Until you regain your strength you will train at half what the normal requirement is for new team members."
Team members?
The jolteon eyed him, "As of the moment there are four of us excluding yourself. We battle other teams to provide our master money and win his bets. I'm team leader."
Kolya sighed. This was gaining him little information. Maybe one of the others on the team would be more forthcoming. Meantime this was wearing him out.
"My name is Damon, what's yours?"
This seemed a friendly gesture. Kolya.
The jolteon snorted, "'Warrior'? A fitting name, but it seems too weak. You're new name is Reidar, understood? Reidar will remind you where you are and who you serve. Forget you past. The only ways you are getting out of here is through death or a metal truck rattling down to some cruel laboratory. Escape is impossible."
Kolya watched as he spoke. His front paw unconsciously ran across the plain metal collar around his neck as he talked about escape. For the first time Kolya noticed there was one clamped around his neck as well. He didn't try to remove it. No doubt it was set tightly in place and trying to loosen it would set off some sort of punishment. Experimentally he tugged slightly and felt a mild shock of electricity run through his body.
"Those collar hold sway over us. Yours provides electrical shocks, while mine does the opposite. It sucks the electricity from my body."
Another pokemon joined them in the room. She eyed Damon nervously, "We shouldn't be in here. If Katy finds us she'll be mad."
"Furious." Damon agreed with a humorless laugh, "Fuck Katy. She'll be mad no matter what."
I bit her. I thought she was going to kill me. Kolya clamped his mouth shut the moment it leaked out. Whatever possessed him to volunteer information like that?
Both turned towards him with their mouths hanging open in amazement.
"You…you bit her?" The female blinked in shock. Her frills flattened in fear at the retribution towards the whole team.
Damon on the other hand let out a sharp bark of amusement, "I hope you got that bitch good."
Kolya realized he felt safe. Not completely, but at least like he wasn't so alone anymore. Their common enemy had brought them together and these two didn't shun him as others had done in the past. He got the feeling that even if he were completely mute and still unable to hear what was going on they would still accept him. It was a strange feeling, but he was in for more soon enough.
A/N: I apologize for all the lang. but that's how it's going to be for a while *blushes* I don't use those words in real life, but that's Damon's thing, so yeah.
Joeyz girl: Yup, he's an espeon now. His personality will do a bit more developing now that he's evolved. Don't worry about it. I forget to review all the time -.-;;
Pheonix Rising: Short yes. I can't do 20 pages chapters *blushes* I don't have the attention span. Hopefully these chapters will get a touch longer.
Coffee Luv: Me too, I'm an umby fan! Unfortunately, it's a plot thing. You'll see.
Paladin Dragoon: Nah, the guy was just making him so he wouldn't go out and go balistic on some poor sucker ^^ Doesn't matter now, and I hope this chapter answers you last question :)
Kolya felt something tugging. Tugging at him to return. For a while there was only blackness. A deep void where nothing entered. But the tugging pulled him away. It dragged him back, back towards where he left off. Back to his life.
He opened his pale eyes and jumped in surprise. Wire, tubes, and all sorts of other thin, circular implements were plugged into him. He wasn't sure how he knew what any of the strange things were, but he did. Thinking about it made a fuzzy, tickling sensation in the back of him mind. Like it was too far away to reach, to connect with.
He tried to get up only to find restraints locked around his limbs. They were snug and iron strong. The position he was in was undoubtedly comfortable for a human with their long bodies and duo legs, but for him it was painful, unnatural. He wanted desperately to turn on his side or stomach. Instead he was stuck staring upwards in confusion.
Things weren't clear. Where was the man? He wasn't sure who that was, but he knew him. They respected each other and he knew what the man looked like. He recalled another pokemon, this one female. She would talk to him with her mind.
"He's still out of it." A distinctly female voice murmured softly. "I doubt he'll come around all that fast anyway. He's pretty burnt up to begin with and then you add in the head trauma…well, it's amazing he's still alive."
Kolya wasn't sure how he was understanding the words. It wasn't with his ears, and it wasn't noise. Instead it was like his mind could understand the faint vibrations coming from the human's mouth and translated it so that Kolya could 'hear'. It made little sense, but he had more to worry about than such a problem. A problem, which was quickly turning out to be an advantage.
"That's why I wanted him." A deep voice purred coldly, almost in a monotone. Kolya took an instant dislike to the man. A silent growl formed in his throat, but caught. He hacked painfully jerking against his restraints. He heard the footsteps as the woman rushed over. Her oval face peered down curiously. A worried frown flickered across her mouth before she sighed in relief. Her blue eyes flicked to the left and Kolya assumed that was where the man was in the room.
"He's fine." She informed the man eagerly. Her short brown hair curtained her face as she bent over him. As her nose came closer and closer Kolya couldn't resist anymore. Gathering his strength he pushed upward and took a bone crunching snap at her face. He teeth grazed the tip of her nose before he was pulled back down. His joints were chaffed, but the warm blood on his lips told him it was well worth the effort.
She reeled back in surprise and pain screeching, "The little shit bit me!"
The man chuckled. It was a cold, ruthless sound of pleasure, "Of course he did Katy. You didn't think I would pay so much for a dud, did you? Perhaps next time you will be more careful where you stick your nose."
The woman growled at him and Kolya was sure a glare of some sort accompanied it. He tried to turn his neck, but intense pain rippled through him stopping him.
He desperately wanted answers. Why was he here? Where was the man? And Ralts? And the rest of his memory! Only haze bits and pieces remained of his life. The most recent were clearest, but there were others. He still seemed to know what things were, the names of them. Just not details.
"Aw, poor little creature's confused." Katy sneered spitefully as she doctored her injured nose. "He doesn't know where he is or why the hell he's strapped to a table. Well, let me tell you little shit, your misery is only just beginning. Damon will tear you apart."
The man gave out another cold laugh and added, to Katy, not to Kolya, "I very much doubt Damon will be doing that. This one's not like the others. I did a bit of checking into his history. It seems he was born deaf. He's not used to obeying others. He had a young trainer at one point, but she had to give him up to be killed after he maimed a boy. After that Sabrina's father took him in. I suppose the basic rudiments of commands have been drilled into his head, but it wouldn't be enough to assume complete control."
Katy and Kolya absorbed this in silence. He had a trainer? Concentrating, he tried to remember. It felt like a blowtorch was hovering just above his forehead. Nothing. Nothing but smoke and flame blocking him.
"So he won't obey Damon?" Katy replied puzzled, "But doesn't that mean Damon's leadership is surrendered?"
The man tsked playfully, "I said no such thing. Damon will get around it. I merely said he wouldn't be pushing this one around."
Kolya didn't understand this at all. Why was he here? Who was this Damon? What did these cold humans want with him? Nothing made sense.
He flinched when the needle pierced his skin. The woman twisted it around a bit maliciously before injecting the clear liquid. He snarled and tried for her arms. She gave him a vicious grin baring all her flat, white teeth. Suddenly the restraints were removed. He bounded up ready to tear into Katy and the man. Or tried to. His body felt cold and uncoordinated. His limbs were heavy and disobedient. With another silent growl he took a moment to straighten himself out. It wasn't time he could afford, but he needed to use his head. The humans had the advantage.
Looking around he noticed there were no humans. The door latched with a quiet click and nothing moved in the impersonal, bleak room. The counters were bare and the steel table he had been strapped down to started to move down slowly. He teetered unsteadily yet managed to keep his balance. Once it stopped he leapt down to the floor. His legs gave out from underneath him sending him sprawling. The tile seemed just as cold and impersonal as the rest of the room. It had an unwelcoming feel all around it.
Something moved to the left and he sprung intending to tear it up. His mind was fuzzy and slow. His body was sluggish and uncoordinated. If he had been in top condition he would've never made such a mistake.
The creature he lunged at whirled with lightning speed. Suddenly the roles were completely reversed and Kolya was the one being attacked. The yellow and silver whirlwind tore around him taking thin, painful slices out of his lavender hide. Then it was over. Two coal black remorseless eyes bored into his. They were like a deep, dark pit where no emotion ever escaped.
"You're under my jurisdiction now." The jolteon remarked crisply. His voice was not cruel or gloating. He didn't seem to reveal in the power this afforded him. He didn't add any demeaning names at the end of his sentence. His whole posture told Kolya that this was business and that the pokemon before him took his business with dead seriousness. "If I say jump you'll do it. If I say jump higher you'll do that too. Understand? You're life belongs to me now so treat me accordingly."
I don't understand. Where am I? Kolya asked still fuzzy from the drugs. His limbs seemed to be more under his control now, but he didn't think about mounting an attack. He didn't know enough. Also, the jolteon seemed to know up from down quite well and most likely could tear him into a thousand pieces without a thought. Resentment flashed hotly, but he stifled it. There would be time later to reassert just who was giving and receiving the orders. In the meantime he knew he had to play along.
"You are now the property of our team's master. That's what you will call him, Master. He acquired you after the unfortunate fire at the gym. Until you regain your strength you will train at half what the normal requirement is for new team members."
Team members?
The jolteon eyed him, "As of the moment there are four of us excluding yourself. We battle other teams to provide our master money and win his bets. I'm team leader."
Kolya sighed. This was gaining him little information. Maybe one of the others on the team would be more forthcoming. Meantime this was wearing him out.
"My name is Damon, what's yours?"
This seemed a friendly gesture. Kolya.
The jolteon snorted, "'Warrior'? A fitting name, but it seems too weak. You're new name is Reidar, understood? Reidar will remind you where you are and who you serve. Forget you past. The only ways you are getting out of here is through death or a metal truck rattling down to some cruel laboratory. Escape is impossible."
Kolya watched as he spoke. His front paw unconsciously ran across the plain metal collar around his neck as he talked about escape. For the first time Kolya noticed there was one clamped around his neck as well. He didn't try to remove it. No doubt it was set tightly in place and trying to loosen it would set off some sort of punishment. Experimentally he tugged slightly and felt a mild shock of electricity run through his body.
"Those collar hold sway over us. Yours provides electrical shocks, while mine does the opposite. It sucks the electricity from my body."
Another pokemon joined them in the room. She eyed Damon nervously, "We shouldn't be in here. If Katy finds us she'll be mad."
"Furious." Damon agreed with a humorless laugh, "Fuck Katy. She'll be mad no matter what."
I bit her. I thought she was going to kill me. Kolya clamped his mouth shut the moment it leaked out. Whatever possessed him to volunteer information like that?
Both turned towards him with their mouths hanging open in amazement.
"You…you bit her?" The female blinked in shock. Her frills flattened in fear at the retribution towards the whole team.
Damon on the other hand let out a sharp bark of amusement, "I hope you got that bitch good."
Kolya realized he felt safe. Not completely, but at least like he wasn't so alone anymore. Their common enemy had brought them together and these two didn't shun him as others had done in the past. He got the feeling that even if he were completely mute and still unable to hear what was going on they would still accept him. It was a strange feeling, but he was in for more soon enough.
A/N: I apologize for all the lang. but that's how it's going to be for a while *blushes* I don't use those words in real life, but that's Damon's thing, so yeah.
Joeyz girl: Yup, he's an espeon now. His personality will do a bit more developing now that he's evolved. Don't worry about it. I forget to review all the time -.-;;
Pheonix Rising: Short yes. I can't do 20 pages chapters *blushes* I don't have the attention span. Hopefully these chapters will get a touch longer.
Coffee Luv: Me too, I'm an umby fan! Unfortunately, it's a plot thing. You'll see.
Paladin Dragoon: Nah, the guy was just making him so he wouldn't go out and go balistic on some poor sucker ^^ Doesn't matter now, and I hope this chapter answers you last question :)