Different From The Rest

A/N: Hello everyone! It's me again. Now this is a Fic that I've wanted to start for a very long time and now I've finally been able to put it into Words! I also felt like you guys needed some new material from me rather than the same old- same old. So here you go! This Fic is going to explore how one little Pokémon can make such a huge impact on somebody's life. Please bare in mind, the M rating will become a lot more apparent in the later chapters so if you don't want your childhood ruined, then I suggest you look away (also this chapter might have a few more mistakes, im sorry im writing this really late ;-; please don't hate me) As always thank you for reading and a review and favourite is greatly appreciated!

The world of Pokémon. Full of so many magical and wondrous creatures that take the form of all different shapes and sizes, from the tiny to the gigantic. It's every child's dream once they turn ten years old to become a Pokémon trainer and adventure around the many regions collecting Pokémon and battling them, for all sorts of different reasons. That is the dream for everyone.

My dreams however were shattered long ago. Before I even turned ten, I had been admitted to a boarding school, sealing my fate for the next few years. I was heartbroken, my lifelong aspiration was dead before it even managed to take form. My family had a bad history with Pokémon and didn't trust them at all so when I told my parents of my dreams, they punished me for thinking so "stupidly" confining me to my room. I spent all of six years at that dreadful school, relieved when I finally was able to leave. The moment I got back, I used the money that had been put into a savings account when I was born and used it to buy my own place, away from my parents, I couldn't forgive them for what they did to me. Then I was sixteen, I was too old to start a journey now. Although, thanks to my education, I was able to secure a decent job at least. It might have been a boring office job but at least it paid well. Now I'm eighteen, two into this stupid job and the highlight of my life being driving myself to work in the morning. I was becoming more depressed by the day

One evening, I was on my way home, I was feeling a little bit better as the weekend was coming up and I could lay in bed all day if I wanted to. On the usual route home, there was an abnormal amount of traffic and build-ups, I wouldn't get back until late at night. Thankfully, I knew this little shortcut that could undercut all the traffic and get my close to home although I hadn't used it in a while. I turned off the main road and drove down the dirt track, it was strange as when I used to use the track it was terribly run down but it looked a lot better maintained than usual, perhaps somebody else had found out about it. Once I was ten minutes down the road, I caught sight of some large floodlights that were draping over a large warehouse. Now I'm not really the one to meddle in different affairs but to me... It just looked suspicious. It looked as if it had been there for a while but I couldn't recall ever seeing it. I parked up at the road that led up to the facility and took a flashlight out of the glovebox. I made my way up the trail, always being aware of my surroundings. Once I reached the top of the hill, I got down lifted some binoculars out of my pocket that I picked up from my car. From what I could see on the outside, the place looked deserted but there were vehicles outside and the lights were on, they were obviously inside. The insignia that was emblazoned on the side of the vehicles were almost surely the logo of Team Plasma. The adrenaline that began to rush through my veins at the thought of there being villains inside made me want to see what they were doing. I crept close, doing my best to avoid the spotlights. I found a fire exit and entered, silently shutting the door behind me. Now I could hear voices and a lot of them at that. I crouched silently up to a railing in front of me and saw that it wasn't just above ground, the complex must go down into the earth at least a hundred feet down, and this was only on room. There was a sign above the door that lead into this room, "Testing Chamber" it read. I was starting to get freaked out now. I decided to see what was down there so I found a set of stairs and began my way down the many catwalks and stairways. The walls of this place were lined with large green tanks, filled with some kind of fluid, if that wasn't creepy enough, inside those tanks... Were Pokémon. I was horrified at the sight of all this, the Pokémon were all hooked up to different machines that read out their vital signs and showed the previous experiments that had been conducted on them. I knew I had to put a stop to this as I continued down, staring into every tank and examining the many different Pokémon from all the different regions. However, there was one Pokémon in particular that drew my attention. I appeared to be a little Ralts inside the huge green tank, I would have only felt sorry for it and moved on to the next but on it's information list, it had something different from the rest. It read:

"#280 Ralts"

"Gender: Female"

"Height: 0.4m"

"Weight: 6.6kg"

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until you read the next line.

"Previous experimentation: Spliced with human female DNA at birth"

Every other Pokémon's experiments had been something like "Pain threshold" or "Status effect testing", it hadn't been anything extreme as genetic modification. The things they could do with this little Ralts would be unspeakable if it were to be kept here. I went against my better judgement and decided to get it out of here. I found the console that controlled the tank's properties and deactivated the sedative that had been applied to the Ralts, I could see that she was slowly beginning to wake up. I then started to drain the fluid from the tank, now the Ralts had fully came to and had noticed me messing about. She realised that the tank was being drained and a look of fear on her face. Once it was fully empty, I disabled all the wires that she was hooked up to and began to bring the glass down. Once it was gone and I looked inside, I could see the Ralts, curled up in a little ball in the back, crying to herself. I had only ever been heartbroken once in my life and it was nothing compared to how I was feeling right now. I cautiously approached her.

"Hey there" I said quietly "c'mere, I'm gonna get you outta here."

She didn't budge an inch. The things she must have went through to distrust humans so much.

"You're name's Ralts right? My name's Takashi" I said, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

She turned and looked at me a little. It is said that Ralts' are generally shy and will run away but might approach if the person has a positive disposition, A.K.A that you mean no harm.

"That's right, don't be afraid, I'm going to get you outta here." I held my hands out in front of me, showing her that I had nothing in them to harm her with. She gingerly inched closer to me until she was directly in front of me. I very slowly put my hands around her, and held her in my arms like a baby. She looked terrified but at the same time happy for the first time in her life. I unzipped my jacket and placed her inside.

"Hold on as tight as you can ok? " I got a small nod in reply

I zipped the jacket back up a little and made my way back out of the warehouse, just as I slipped away, I could hear people coming. I got out the same fire exit that I got in with and ran straight through the lights into the shadows. The moment I got into the shadows and started to follow the trail again, an alarm began to blare wildly from behind me, they must have already realised that Ralts was gone. I ran as fast as I could, almost tripping a few times and made it back to my car. I jumped inside and cut it on, pulling away with a large amount of wheel spin. I broke the speed limit all the way home. I pulled up outside my apartment and ran upstairs and through the front door, locking it behind me. I put my back to the door and slid down it slowly and out of breath. I unzipped my jacket and saw that Ralts was sleeping once again. I smiled contently and made my way to my bedroom, placing her underneath the covers and tucking her in. I decided to just bunk on the couch tonight and give her some space. I lay there, still fully clothed as I thought about how I was still alive, and more importantly, the connection that I felt between me and Ralts. These thoughts ran through my mind as sleep took over my body.