A/N: Another chapter. Mwahaha! Finally,the organization's main project comes into light! You know, I never gave the branch a name...I guess since the hidden branch of Team Rocket is so secret, its even confidential to the author! So it shall remain nameless unless I can think of a name.
With a quick motion, Kurenai inserted the needle into his skin. The woman had removed his shirt and waited for the mixture to take effect.
"Are you sure this won't do anything like it did last time?" Satoshi asked cautiously, not taking his eyes off the woman for even a second. The two had made it back to Kurenai's office and the woman was looking through the drawers. Kurenai turned back to him and nodded.
"The serum I put into you was the same one Tamako-san used when you first woke up. When you were in pain. That'll numb the pain for a while," Kurenai explained, removing several tubes from the drawer. As she worked, Satoshi began to feel the effects of the medicine; like his icy water was running through his viens. She walked back to where he sat, on the table, and took her seat in the spinning chair. She took off the cap and squeezed some of the tubes green liquid into her palm. With two fingers, she rubbed on a dollap of goo onto his cheek, where there was a cut from the ex-Umbreon's claws. She kept applying the cream to his chest and shoulders, then walked behind him to the other side of the table and began to rub the cream onto his back, mostly between his shoulder blades.
"What's this for?" Satoshi asked, as she continued to apply. He heard the cap snap back on.
"This is an ointment that will heal your injuries faster. It doesn't take long to work so you shouldn't feel any pain when feeling comes back." She handed him the tube and pointed to his knee. Kurenai looked through her assortment of objects as the boy rolled up his pant leg and rubbed on the green goop. Satoshi wished he could go home, wished none of this was real. If he wasn't here, he would have continued his journey, maybe meet up with Shigeru along the way. Then he could've played with his Umbreon. But instead, he killed one. Satoshi sighed.
"Oh don't be so glum. I am going to keep my word after all," Kurenai said, not taking her eyes from their task. Satoshi was confused for a moment, then remembered that Kurenai had promised to tell him about what she had done to him. He tossed the tube onto her small metal tray and waited. Kurenai took hold of yet another syringe and spun around in the chair to face him.
"We want Team Rocket's glory to be known in all regions of the world. And to do that, Team Rocket must be strong, stronger than anyone that would even dare to think of opposing us. That is why this secret branch was created. Here, we work on many things to improve the power of organization. The Umbreon you killed not that long ago, was one of our experiments. No normal Pokemon or human would last too long with it on their tail. It has a few bugs, such as it's agression, but it will be perfected eventually and then we can proceed to doing the same with the other pokemon. But we can't always relie on pokemon can we? Which is why we need human subjects as well," Kurenai explained slowly, taking his face in her hand, inches away from him. She released him and began to pace around the room, lost in her throat as Satoshi watched her cautiously.
"A perfect soldier. Obediant. Void of things worthless, like emotion. Powerful. That would be the greatest accomplishment for us scientists. Unfortunately, it is rare for a person to even handle the increase or decrease of a single attribute as it is now. That is why we need you, to make sure one of the attributes is made safe for those to come. Did you not wonder why you were able to kill that beast so easily, a single blow to the head, when I said not only a moment ago that no normal person would not even stand a chance? That was our doing. And it seemed to have worked fine on you. So we are one step closer to perfect another attribute." Kurenai began to giggle, which slowly morphed into hysterical laughter. Satoshi had never felt so scared in his life. He remembered his body had felt strange seconds before the dark pokemon was on him, but he hadn't really paid attention since he had been more concerned with living. Kurenai returned her focus to him and her laughter died down slightly but a few giggles escaped her as she drew closer.
"You can even tell it worked well by your eyes," Kurenai spoke as she looked at him."Such a pretty scarlet!" she fawned. Satoshi's hand instantly jumped to below his eye. His eye color had changed, just like Tamako had said it would. Kurenai just grinned ear from ear, syringe still twirling between slender fingers.
"I-I DON'T WANT THIS! CHANGE ME BACK!" Satoshi' loud voice left his mouth before he could stop himself, and he regretted it as the smile vanished from the crazed woman's pale face. She placed her hand on his shoulder, keeping a tight grip. She slammed him down onto the table, on hand pressed against his chest to hold him down. With her other hand, she put back on the restraints.
"You think I give a damn about what you want? DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!" she screamed at him, teeth clenched. He could see a vein poking out on her beat red forehead. When he was restrained she reached for the syringe again and laughed. "I was going to wait for about a week before continuing, but what the hell? You really earned it!" she hissed into his ear before stabbing him in the stomach with the sharp needle.
He winced in pain at her deliberate attempt to hurt him. He braced himself as the agony caused by the serum washed over him like a tidal wave.
Satoshi laid silently on the metal table, as Kurenai jotted down some notes. When it hit, the pain had been worse than the previous time, but for now pain had subsided enough that he could breath normally again. Kurenai placed her hand on his forehead and jotted down more notes.
"Well, I think this went well. Don't you thinks so too?" she asked teasingly, slapping him across the face. Satoshi wanted to yell at her but his throat was too sore from muffled screaming. He felt the restraints being removed and jerk away his hands. He sat up, a bit too quickly since he became dizzy. He was glad this time that he hadn't passed out; he was frightened at what the female scientist would do to his unconscious body with her current state of anger and irritation. He didn't want to think about it.
"I'll have you escorted back to your room by Tamako-san. Just let me do one final thing." She reached over to her tray and picked up a small purple packet. She teared it open, a light purple tablet falling into her palm. She offered it to him.
"No," Satoshi returned strongly. He refused to take part in anymore of the woman's demented project. Kurenai sighed and shrugged.
"I had a feeling you would say that. Let's put it this way. We can do this the easy way," she whispered to him with her hand outstretched with the tablet. She removed her hand a moment later. "Or we can do this my way." Satoshi gulped because he knew that her way would be the torturous, violent way and that there was no way to avoid the medicine.
"...Easy way," Satoshi decided angrily, holding his hand out for the tablet. Kurenai smirk and took her hand back.
"No. You took too long. I think we'll do this my way." Kurenai grabbed him by the neck and banged his head onto the table. The pain caused a gasp to escape his lips, and taking the oppritunity, she threw the purple tablet down his throat. He struggled to breath because the medicine was stuck in his esophagus. He swallowed hard, and Kurenai released her hold on his neck. It dissolved and his body began cold. He coughed and jumped of the table. He was angry. Very angry. He was willing to cooperate and she practically shoved her hand down his throat. He clenched his fist and swung at her. She moved ever so slightly, avoiding the blow. He swung again and again, but none of the blows made contact. By the tenth swing, he was pantingwhile the woman's hair had not a single lock out of place. Done playing, she swung, landing a chop to his neck, making the boy fall to his knees, groaning. He looked up at the woman.
"Very stupid, Satoshi-san. But good attempt," she said clapping her hands. Tamako entered the room at her boss's command, dressed in the uniform white. Satoshi figured the blond had read her mind because she hadn't waited to grab him and take him away from the room. The door closed behind them as they made their way back to his room.
"Looks like you had a hard fight," Tamako commented, pointing to his now scarred body, visable since his bloodsoaked shirt had been removed. Kureani was right about one thing: the cream had healed him up fast. It had only been 10 minutes and his cuts and scratches were already gone. He just wished they didn't leave such nasty scars. He shrugged.
"I guess. I just wished I didn't have to kill that poor pokemon in the end. I never meant to..." Satoshi trailed off, thinking of the Umbreon's caved in head and lifeless corpse. He felt sick. Tamako wrapped her arms around his shoulder and drew him close, hugging him tight.
"You had to do what you had to do, right? Or else you would have been killed," Tamako said softly, stroking the boy's hair. Satoshi wasn't sure why, but her presence calmed him. Satoshi wasn't sure why, but she did even though technically she was his enemy. There was something about her. She lifted his head and noticed his changed eyes.
"Oh! Your eyes finally changed! They're scarlet and so pretty!" she fawned. Satoshi wished he could see how they looked and if they even suited him like his old, dark brown pair. Tamako smiled.
"How 'bout this. You go upstairs real quick and I'll go get you a snack and see if I can find a mirror!" Tamako petted his head before running off, leaving him alone in the white hallway.
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Satoshi examined his face in the small, handheld mirror. Tamako had thankfully had left him alone so that he could take everything in. The boy almost didn't recognize himself at first; the eyes had been the most dramatic change. They were deep red, darker than Kurenai's, and the color of fresh blood. His hair, although he didn't know was possible, was even messier than it had been and his skin had become much paler. If it wasn't for the z shaped scars under his eyes that he had gotten as a kid, he could have sworn he was looking at a photograph of a stranger. He had changed so much in only less than two weeks. Tears well up and ran down his cheeks. He threw the mirror against the white wall, smashing it to peices, shards falling on top of his untouched meal. He curled up into a ball and cried himself to sleep.
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A/N: I know there are a bunch of colors to pick for odd eye color (although some pokemon characters have odd eye colors anyway) but I picked red. Why? If I am right, Satoshi is based off of Red, the old pokemon trainer, although I might be wrong. But I see him often potrayed with these really pretty dark red eyes. That's the reasoning behind the color. God, Kurenai is psycho. Well, tell me what you think and review! I'll give you a hypothetical teddy bear if you do!