Lab diaries: Winter's frost

Sorry this took so long. I've been busy (see revenge rant) and I kind of lost my idea but I think its back. Well enjoy. This is a bit of information from the space between the last story and this one.

Mew3692002: No one comment on my spelling unless it's really wrong because I come from NZ. I have bad grammar I know that. On a lighter note thank you for being my first reviewer.

None of us had talked to each other much in the lab, so none of us except Zane, Kristen and Fiona really knew each other. I found I was one of the only flying pokepeople. A few could float because of psychic abilities but none could really fly. There weren't as many pokepeople as I had expected, there were only about thirty of us. There also seemed to be only one of each type unless there was another as strong in the same type. The only two types I couldn't see anyone was dark and electric. I talked to a Mudkip pokegirl, she was used as a messenger, so she knew a lot of things about team R.A.M's plans. She was quite timid at first but once we started talking she wouldn't shut up. She told me horrible things like about how they make pokepeople by using a still living pokemon: slowly mixing their DNA together killing the pokemon.

"Grant what happened to you in the battle?" the Mudkip pokegirl asked.

"Nothing," I answered absent mindedly.

"That's a lie and we both know it!" she growled.

I had many experiences with officer Jenny for petty thief but what I had done in that battle it was the worst thing I had done it seemed like I was no longer human but the pokemon instead. "No really it's nothing," I muttered to her.

"You are not right! You act numb like you're back there. What happened in the battle Grant? Tell me," she begged.

"Seriously it's nothing, now quit it!" I yelled at her.

She glared at me; if only looks can kill I'd be long dead. "I was only trying to help sheesh," she growled glaring.

I don't why I opened up but I did. I think it was those orange fin things at the side of her face. "Ok I killed someone, no murdered them. I gave them a long painful death," I started gasping like a fish out of water.

The Mudkip pokegirl smiled at me and whispered, "Who was it and how did you kill it?".

I took a shuddering breath and started, "I stabbed them with my needles in the stomach. I couldn't stop myself. I stabbed his arm until the bone shattered. He screamed then I breathed poison onto him and watched him die. Stabbing him as much as possible. It was too worse of a death even for a team R.A.M grunt".

I took rasping breaths. When the Mudkip pokegirl whispered something, "Did you lose control be no longer human but pokemon? Controlled by instinct. Tell me".

I nodded still shaking slightly. I had seen plenty of horrible things will I lived in the streets: people killing for money, people unable to support themselves while other ate caviar, deaths just because people didn't give enough to save their own kind while they treat another species better than their own. Yet none of that made me any stronger one I had blood on my own hands.

The battle was bloody and one of the leaders had been captured an important guy he knew about surviving in hard place he had already had a pretty hard life he was a Charmander of something like that. Most of the grunts retreated but a lot of them had stayed and died the rebels were near so they watched and killed a few retreating grunts. They found it funny us turning on team R.A.M. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Zane. He was worried but trying to hide it. "Hey bug boy two people are missing a 12 year old girl with a 9 year old boy they should be around here somewhere. I hope," he whispered the last bit.

I stretched out my wings and flew up. I got to admit there is none better sensation than free flying. I flew around the snow covered ground. I never realised how cold it was I shuddered. It looked quite peaceful like something on a Christmas card. I saw a group of pokepeople but no people down the side of the mountain. I flew back to Zane who was waiting impatiently. "No-one," I whispered.

He looked crushed. He bolted over to Kristen and co. He murmured something and the group suddenly went all depressed. They seemed so bent on find those two people. I knew nothing about them. I didn't even know if they were pokepeople or not.

We were walking again. I flew up to Fiona I didn't want to ask Zane or Kristen so Fiona seemed like the only one to ask. "Who are those people Zane ask me to find?" I asked.

Fiona looked around nervously then whispered sadly, "They were the two youngest pokepeople. One was a 12 year old Pikachu girl she was really powerful and the other was an 8 year old Absol boy. He could handle the visions so Kristen dulled his powers. They were used to get food and blankets for this. We sent them a different way so they didn't have to battle. We were supposed to meet them around here but we haven't seen them yet".

Hope you like this chapter. Note this is not my top priority story so it doesn't get updated as often but I promise it won't be as late as this.