I don't know how far I'll be going with this story, but here's one more chapter for you guys.
The man stirred, looking around at his surroundings, though everything was shrouded in darkness. He could hear deep breathing coming from the floor to his left. He moved to sit up, pain searing from the right side of his chest down his back and through his arm. He hissed as he lay back down. The slow, deep breathing stopped suddenly, and he could hear movement from the ground. He closed his eyes tight as the lights were turned on.
"Try not to move. You'll need a few days to recover," the voice of a young girl came from his side. He opened his eyes and looked to his right to find the girl that had escaped. He looked into her dark grey eyes before quickly turning away.
"Why did you save me?" he asked quietly, "you should have just let me die".
"You asked for help," she said simply, "my DNA may not show it now, but I am human. I couldn't let you die". The man scoffed at her statement.
"That's probably the pokemon DNA then," he said coldly, "humans are evil. We destroy the earth and kill the creatures. There is no good in humans". Lily's eyes widened. This man couldn't be any older than 20, but the sadness in his eyes was that of a much older man.
"Not all humans are bad," she said quietly. The man turned to look at her in astonishment.
"How could you say that? After everything we did to you; After everything I did to you? How can you just forgive that easily?" he asked. Lily looked in his eyes. There was so much pain, so much anger. But all of that was clouded with guilt. So much guilt for what he had done to this girl; the one who turned the other cheek and saved his life.
"I can't hold on to the bad things. Holding on to that kind of darkness and anger would only kill me inside. I want to be happy, so I choose to forgive," she said. The man's eyes widened once again. This six year old girl had more wisdom than people who had lived 100 years. His experiments he had done on her, he had put her through hell. She had scars on her body from multiple surgeries, wounds that he thought would never be healed. Many times she had passed out simply from being in so much pain, and he would use smelling salts to wake her back up. Three years she had suffered at his hands; And she had forgiven him.
"I didn't ask for your forgiveness. I don't deserve it," he whispered. Lily smiled sadly.
"Everyone deserves forgiveness. You can't ever be a better person if you're not given the chance," she explained. Tears ran down the side of his face. He should have died. He should have to rot in Hell for what he had done. There was nothing he could ever do to repay this little girl's kindness.
"Your name is Lily, you know," he said. Lily nodded her head.
"I know. That other man you work with, the one with the green eyes who wears the red 'R' on his shirt. He would sometimes come in and talk to me. He would always call me that and told me that was my real name," she said. The man smiled and shook his head.
"Jason. He was always against our experiments, but he was too afraid to say anything," he said.
"What's your name?" Lily asked.
"Kyle. Kyle Kemsley," he said. She looked at him hard. His name sounded so familiar. She shrugged, figuring she probably heard it during one of the experiments. She looked out the window, the sky still dark and full of stars.
"You should go back to sleep. It's still the middle of the night," she said. Kyle nodded, shifting himself to get comfortable. He slipped back into sleep in a few minutes. The little girl turned the lights off, wrapping herself back into the blankets on the floor.
Kyle opened his eyes, the morning light streaming in through the window. He sat himself up gingerly, biting his tongue to suppress the painful moan. He looked around the room, spotting the young girl sleeping on the floor. She would toss and turn occasionally. He frowned watching her; he knew he was the cause of her nightmares, and yet she was the reason for his survival. He moved slowly, walking silently across the floor. He quickly went through the building, looking for any supplies that the organization had left behind.
Upstairs, he found diagrams of the little girl's body and brain. There were files of the experiments they had performed. Before, he would go through these files looking for something that would change the outcome of further experiments. Looking at the files now, he felt sick to his stomach.
August 21st
All experiments to genetically create a pokemon have failed. Clones have not been viable. Mew's DNA will be attempted to be combined with Subject 1 for further study.
August 30th
Subject 1 has undergone several blood transfusions in an attempt to alter DNA. Subject 1 became weak and began vomiting. Further experiments have been delayed to prevent the loss of Subject 1.
September 17th
Blood tests confirm that Subject 1's DNA has been altered. Cloning experiments will now begin incorporating male and female human DNA.
October 2nd
Subject 1 has undergone bone marrow testing. Surgeries have been approved to attempt further alteration of DNA.
October 9th
Subject 1 has undergone 3 surgeries. Blood tests confirm DNA has been altered further.
October 12th
Subject 1 has begun losing consciousness during testing. Stress tests have been approved in attempt to unlock possible psychic abilities.
November 21st
Stress testing has had no results. Approval for psychological stress tests given. MRI scans show increase in brain activity.
January 24th
Subject 1 had to be sedated. Two men severely injured. No proof of psychic abilities; Increased physical abilities confirmed. Cloning experiments using female DNA have failed. One experiment using male DNA is still viable.
Kyle wiped the tears from his eyes. These were just the synopsis files. The detailed files must have been taken. The last file was less than a week ago. He put the files back in the filing cabinet and closed it. He searched the rest of the room, but found nothing else left behind. He turned to walk out the room, only to almost run into the little girl.
"This is the room I was kept in," she said flatly. Kyle swallowed before nodding.
"Yes. They didn't leave much behind," he said quietly.
"I hate this room," she said darkly, before turning around and walking out. Kyle followed her out. She hated the room. Not him. Just the room.
The two sat in silence as they ate outside. Lily had put his arm in a sling to prevent him from moving it too much. They only had fruit and a few vegetables Kyle had found in the forest. Neither of them had much experience with cooking, but everything turned out okay. Kyle sat back and looked at the lab.
"We should fix it up and redecorate," he said suddenly, "you know, make it seem more like a house".
"Maybe the pokemon on the island can help," Lily suggested. Kyle turned and looked at her.
"You think so? We could try," he said. He didn't think wild pokemon would take kindly to humans, but there wasn't anything he thought this little girl couldn't do. Her capacity for compassion, understanding, and empathy was unlike anything he had ever seen; either in humans or pokemon.
"I can understand them, you know," she said quietly. His eyes grew wide.
"You can? How long have you been able to do that?" he asked astonished.
"Since the second transfusion," she said quietly, "… am I human… or pokemon?" The pain in his chest swelled at this question. Jason had been right; he had fucked up this little girl.
"I… I don't know. Both? But not really either…" he said slowly. She would never truly be one or the other now. He felt that this guilt would rule his entire existence. Nothing he could ever do would undo this damage.
"You need to let it go, Kyle. It's in the past, and you can't change the past. Forgive yourself. Be a better person and make a better future for yourself," Lily said. Kyle looked at her with sad eyes. She never ceased to amaze him. She was only six years old, but she seemed to have all the answers to life's most difficult questions.
"I'll try, but I'm not sure I could ever forgive myself. So, shall we get started on this place?" he asked. Lily smiled, running into the forest. She talked to every pokemon she could find, asking them if they would help her make the old lab into a new home. She was surprised and delighted to find every single pokemon she talked to was willing to help her.
In just a week, the old lab was unrecognizable. Hundreds of pokemon had come to help out the little girl, often ignoring the man as they did exactly what she asked. The cold steel had been covered by new hard wood floors and walls. The ceilings were painted with several coats to cover up the steel and screws overhead. With the help of insect and grass pokemon, a beautiful garden now surrounded the front yard and filled the back. The chain fence had been torn down and replaced with a tall brick fence.
The cold, isolated lab had been turned into a beautiful island mansion. Lily smiled as she took in the difference. One pokemon in particular had taken a liking to the small girl; a young riolu who had lost his parents. He was just under 2 feet tall; small for his species.
"Are you gonna stay here by yourself?" the young riolu asked.
"No, Kyle will be here with me," she said. Kyle turned and looked at her, confused.
"Who are you talking to?" he asked.
"Riolu," she stated, as if it were obvious.
"I don't like him. Didn't he do mean things to you?" the riolu asked.
"Yes, but it's okay now. You can stay if you want," she offered. This seemed to make the young pokemon happy.
"Okay. I'll keep you safe and protect you. Can you give me a name?" he asked. Lily thought for a moment.
"Well, when you evolve, you'll be a Lucario. How about we just call you Luka?" she suggested.
"I like that," Luka said, smiling. Lily looked down at him, smiling. She took him by the hand, leading him into the new home they had all built. Kyle followed after, a bit confused. Half of the conversation he had heard, but the other half the girl seemed to be saying in another language.
That's it for now! Let me know what you guys think about the story!