Quest for Humanity: Chapter 5: Captured, Yet Not Captured.
Hello, if you wanna know what's up with the title then read.
This part is prolly the most interesting chapter yet. And the longest.
And I am not gonna spoil it for yas. A little thing I wanna note is I am
writing with notepad, cause it's the best thing I've got to write with,
so grammar and spelling checks will be done when I get writer's block.
If you notice a few little jokes like the voice in "my" you could say
head, that I put in last chapter, it's to keep this story... more than:
da..da..da..., to make it: ladifaladodida! Ya know? Dcg, tell me if you like
the new format I'm trying.
I repeat, I don't own pokemon. It's getting boring saying this.
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(scene zooms to me within a truck of some sort)
I awoke, and when I looked around me and saw I was in what looked as though it could have at one time been an ambulance. Where there could have once been shelves was now just brown squares of dirt along what would have been the edges. I was gagged and tied on the floor. In the corner was a normal looking goon, asleep in a comfy looking chair. All the windows were one way mirrors, so, I could see out, but no-one could see in. I could still feel the effect of the stone, so I couldn't concentrate enough to use my power, though I was aware of my surroundings. The van, so you could call it, stopped in a sort of hangar. The door to the hangar shut, and it was dark within, give the few dim lights showing which way to walk to get to certain areas. My guard got up and opened the back of the van. I tried to wiggle, but found I was too stiff. The driver walked in and they both put me on a cart of some sort. The driver then took another of those strange stones, used it on me, and I fell asleep, yet again.
Once again in the same day, I awoke. I was in a big glass half dome, with a vent in the floor. Looking at me from the glass side was Dramen. Oh, how I despised him. He was wearing a black magicians robe, without a hood. I was no longer gagged and tied. The wall behind me and through out the monstrous room was a gray stone. "Hello. Thought you could defeat me eh?" He pulled out a black rod with a red button on top from his robe pocket. "You have been resisting me for around two days, and you are already mine? Ha! Conquering the world is going to be easier than I thought if my greatest obstacle is already overcome." "Is that what you think Dramen? Guess again!" I immediatly concentrated on making a psychic powerball, but my efforts failed, I was still too sedated, and he had already pushed the button. He was getting out of the room for in case I found a way to concentrate. I didn't. I held my breath and prepared for the worst.
When I came to, I once again felt small and green. But this time was different. It felt more real. More permanent. I was in a jail cell with the same type of walls as the other one, but there was a window. The bars for the window and front of the cell were made of a strange light blue metal. It was not cold, surprisingly. "Bulba? Bul bul ba bul saur?(Rune? I thought that kind of metal only existed on the game "Runescape"?)" (a/n to keep from having to write long pokemon gibberish, as long as I'm writing my POV, it will seem like human, but really, the human characters will hear the pokemon gibberish.) Asleep in the corner was the same guard as the one my truck. "That idiot! He never locked the cell!" I exclaimed. I was about to break into histerical laughter, but I figured I had better not. It might wake him up. I used my vine whip to open the cell door, and I carefully and slowly opened the door to the jail area, making sure not to wake the guard as I escaped.
I was walking through a large hall that seemed to be what would look like an old factory, but with tons of rooms. It may not have been that large, after all, I was a lot smaller than when I had last been in a building. Some of the doors had things such as goon #306, goon #307, like that. But the most noticable were things such as ball research lab or genetic alteration lab. One of the doors was opening! I quickly looked around for a place to hide. There were none. I used sleep powder over the door that was opening and hoped for the best. I was lucky that time, it was only one man, and he fell to the floor asleep. "I need to get out of here fast!" I shouted in my head. I ran through the halls in a frenzy, scurrying here and there trying to get of this place! I came to an elevator. It had a down and an up button. Uh-oh! I'm not sure if I'm underground or above ground! I took my best guess and hit the down button. I went in the elevator and luckily no-one was in it. I reached up and hit the one button with vine whip. I bet you are wondering why I didn't use transform to LOOK human. It would take too long to transform, and my new true genetic form, my bulbasaur form, was a faster runner, and it felt more comfortable because I didn't have to drain psychic energy to stay in it.
When I reached the bottom of the elevator, I saw that there were survelliance cameras installed in it. Luckily this elevator was the way you got in and out of the hq, so I was safe, for now.
I stepped out of the elevator. I was in a small town in the country, what I had just came out of was an old skyscraper. I took a mental picture of where the hq was as I ran towards this town, and then started transforming myself to my human form so I could buy some food and water. Another thing I bet you are wondering is, "Where are you supposed to get money from?" Simple, what power do I possess? Transformation! I would make money. I went and plucked some grass, as much as it pained my bulbasaur instincts, and made fifty dollars and an exact copy of the backpack I had earlier. The sun was starting to set, it was a bright pink with a few beautiful white streaks running through like a river's ripples. I came up to a convenience store and wondered what bulbasaurs ate. I went around the back of the store to create a wireless laptop for myself. As soon as I had finished, I transformed back, my powers must have been weakened from the alteration. I used vine whip to type on the keyboard and started to search.
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(back at SBOBM's base)
"Sir, he escaped." "What! No! Get him back here this instant!" Dramen screamed.
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A little side note, I'm serious about this, cross my heart and hope to die, my lips started turning purple when I was in the car a few days ago, for a few minutes. And I wasn't cold or nauseous. And lol, no I wasn't eating candy. I wasn't eating anything. Yes, hard to believe I know, but I am hoping that was a prerequisite to a real morph. :D I'm so exicited just THAT was possible, I'm consantly checking my hands and feet and back and stuff as I write.
Hello, if you wanna know what's up with the title then read.
This part is prolly the most interesting chapter yet. And the longest.
And I am not gonna spoil it for yas. A little thing I wanna note is I am
writing with notepad, cause it's the best thing I've got to write with,
so grammar and spelling checks will be done when I get writer's block.
If you notice a few little jokes like the voice in "my" you could say
head, that I put in last chapter, it's to keep this story... more than:
da..da..da..., to make it: ladifaladodida! Ya know? Dcg, tell me if you like
the new format I'm trying.
I repeat, I don't own pokemon. It's getting boring saying this.
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(scene zooms to me within a truck of some sort)
I awoke, and when I looked around me and saw I was in what looked as though it could have at one time been an ambulance. Where there could have once been shelves was now just brown squares of dirt along what would have been the edges. I was gagged and tied on the floor. In the corner was a normal looking goon, asleep in a comfy looking chair. All the windows were one way mirrors, so, I could see out, but no-one could see in. I could still feel the effect of the stone, so I couldn't concentrate enough to use my power, though I was aware of my surroundings. The van, so you could call it, stopped in a sort of hangar. The door to the hangar shut, and it was dark within, give the few dim lights showing which way to walk to get to certain areas. My guard got up and opened the back of the van. I tried to wiggle, but found I was too stiff. The driver walked in and they both put me on a cart of some sort. The driver then took another of those strange stones, used it on me, and I fell asleep, yet again.
Once again in the same day, I awoke. I was in a big glass half dome, with a vent in the floor. Looking at me from the glass side was Dramen. Oh, how I despised him. He was wearing a black magicians robe, without a hood. I was no longer gagged and tied. The wall behind me and through out the monstrous room was a gray stone. "Hello. Thought you could defeat me eh?" He pulled out a black rod with a red button on top from his robe pocket. "You have been resisting me for around two days, and you are already mine? Ha! Conquering the world is going to be easier than I thought if my greatest obstacle is already overcome." "Is that what you think Dramen? Guess again!" I immediatly concentrated on making a psychic powerball, but my efforts failed, I was still too sedated, and he had already pushed the button. He was getting out of the room for in case I found a way to concentrate. I didn't. I held my breath and prepared for the worst.
When I came to, I once again felt small and green. But this time was different. It felt more real. More permanent. I was in a jail cell with the same type of walls as the other one, but there was a window. The bars for the window and front of the cell were made of a strange light blue metal. It was not cold, surprisingly. "Bulba? Bul bul ba bul saur?(Rune? I thought that kind of metal only existed on the game "Runescape"?)" (a/n to keep from having to write long pokemon gibberish, as long as I'm writing my POV, it will seem like human, but really, the human characters will hear the pokemon gibberish.) Asleep in the corner was the same guard as the one my truck. "That idiot! He never locked the cell!" I exclaimed. I was about to break into histerical laughter, but I figured I had better not. It might wake him up. I used my vine whip to open the cell door, and I carefully and slowly opened the door to the jail area, making sure not to wake the guard as I escaped.
I was walking through a large hall that seemed to be what would look like an old factory, but with tons of rooms. It may not have been that large, after all, I was a lot smaller than when I had last been in a building. Some of the doors had things such as goon #306, goon #307, like that. But the most noticable were things such as ball research lab or genetic alteration lab. One of the doors was opening! I quickly looked around for a place to hide. There were none. I used sleep powder over the door that was opening and hoped for the best. I was lucky that time, it was only one man, and he fell to the floor asleep. "I need to get out of here fast!" I shouted in my head. I ran through the halls in a frenzy, scurrying here and there trying to get of this place! I came to an elevator. It had a down and an up button. Uh-oh! I'm not sure if I'm underground or above ground! I took my best guess and hit the down button. I went in the elevator and luckily no-one was in it. I reached up and hit the one button with vine whip. I bet you are wondering why I didn't use transform to LOOK human. It would take too long to transform, and my new true genetic form, my bulbasaur form, was a faster runner, and it felt more comfortable because I didn't have to drain psychic energy to stay in it.
When I reached the bottom of the elevator, I saw that there were survelliance cameras installed in it. Luckily this elevator was the way you got in and out of the hq, so I was safe, for now.
I stepped out of the elevator. I was in a small town in the country, what I had just came out of was an old skyscraper. I took a mental picture of where the hq was as I ran towards this town, and then started transforming myself to my human form so I could buy some food and water. Another thing I bet you are wondering is, "Where are you supposed to get money from?" Simple, what power do I possess? Transformation! I would make money. I went and plucked some grass, as much as it pained my bulbasaur instincts, and made fifty dollars and an exact copy of the backpack I had earlier. The sun was starting to set, it was a bright pink with a few beautiful white streaks running through like a river's ripples. I came up to a convenience store and wondered what bulbasaurs ate. I went around the back of the store to create a wireless laptop for myself. As soon as I had finished, I transformed back, my powers must have been weakened from the alteration. I used vine whip to type on the keyboard and started to search.
______________________________________________________________________________________________
(back at SBOBM's base)
"Sir, he escaped." "What! No! Get him back here this instant!" Dramen screamed.
______________________________________________________________________________________________
A little side note, I'm serious about this, cross my heart and hope to die, my lips started turning purple when I was in the car a few days ago, for a few minutes. And I wasn't cold or nauseous. And lol, no I wasn't eating candy. I wasn't eating anything. Yes, hard to believe I know, but I am hoping that was a prerequisite to a real morph. :D I'm so exicited just THAT was possible, I'm consantly checking my hands and feet and back and stuff as I write.