Chapter 2
Escapades
Humans, she should have know, who else who make these detestable machines, whatever they were used for. Who else would take an innocent creature and rip it from its freedom, possibly against its will? She sighed, there was a reason not all Pokemon obeyed their 'owners', unless through a mutual act of friendship… well, not all of her kind would take likely to sitting idle in a ball-shaped tool till their work would be required. At the same time, she started to realize, she may have been caught, but she was not in a ball. Good or bad?
She shivered, possible reasons for not captivating her suddenly rushing in her mind. Never mind, as of the moment, I have a chance of escaping. Nimbly she leapt off the plastic table, narrowly avoiding crashing into one of the machines. Apparently her leg was still slightly unstable, putting her jump of balance. She looked at the shiny metal, her nose softly touching the cold material. Her reflection was portrayed in within the steel, a metallic vague silhouette, showing her tail high up behind her, as if she was wary of something.
Of course, she was on her toes, her brown and white fur bristling on her skin, her ears perked and her paws tenderly feeling the ground before her before making a step making this fact very apparent.
She walked past the table, her petit body not even a third of its full length, all the time searching for an exit. This of course, would've been a lot easier were she human and able to look over the plethora of machines that were scattered among the room, but being the small organism she was, she wasn't in the state to navigate easily, so it was only after she navigated through what felt like a maze that she found a high door.
It was a long oak wood door, coloured such light beige colour that it would easily fit in with the eerily white walls. She bit her lip, hoping that it would be unlocked, hoping that her captors would have been stupid enough to enable her to escape.
Slowly she stepped backwards, gently moving her paws, her eyes focused on the door's handle, it was high, outside of her reach, surely she would require a nice leap to even get up there. She swallowed softly, this environment was making her nervous and the thought of what intention her captors had even more so. Quickly she started to rush for the door, leaping half a meter away from the place.
She closed her eyes, a sudden rush running through her as she felt her paws connecting on cold metal; she tried to scrabble upwards, her paws scratching away at the metal. She swung forward, her bottom legs pressing against the back of the handle; she had it locked against her body now. Gently she started putting her weight on it, her tail softly swinging beneath her small body.
She sighed a breath of relief as she felt herself sliding down the handle when it started to budge, hearing a soft click of the door as she gradually slid of the metal. With a soft thud she headed to the ground, closing her eyes as she braced for the impact. Slowly she opened them, the door had moved and a slight gasp could be seen between the wall and the door.
With a hint of excitement she started scratching at the wood, slowly moving the door away from the wall. She let out an excited cry when the door had finally opened enough to let her slip into the hallway. She escaped from her room, but she couldn't help feeling this was too easy. Hesitantly she left the chamber, leaving the beeping lights and machines behind her.
