A/N: This chapter is rather short. Since it skips a year from last chapter and the main plot, this is all the important stuff that happens inbetween.
1 Month Later
Kurenai's treatments continued weekly. The treatments always hurt like hell, but the pain gradually decrease over time. But he decided not to fight anymore since he knew he would pay in the end. Since his battle with the Umbreon, he had fought two more pokemon; a Charmeleon and a Sneasle, both being altered and freakishly powereful like the previous pokemon. He had tried tnot to hurt them too bad but he had suceeded in killing them both. When he was alone in his room, he cried his eyes out. Even though the blood was physically off of his skin, he could still feel the warm liquid on himself. He usually cried himself to sleep.
He and Tamako talked often. They spent most of their free time talking about anything. Satoshi discovered that the blond was 21 and had had a twin brother who passed when they were younger. Satoshi told her stories about his frieds, Pallet town, his journey. She seemed to enjoyed his stories. Although he always made sure to keep his guard up, he felt like she was his only friend in the world.
Over those 30 days, he grew paler and skinnier. He began to forget what he used to look like.
3 Month Later
The treatments were becoming more and more complicated. He was usually unconsious under the effect of anestecia. He never was sure what she was doing anymore, but when he woke up, his eyes always burned. But he had recently been feeling amazing. Healthier and stronger than he had ever felt in his life. He began to look forward to his training, only for the running and rush, not because he enjoyed violence. He had been desperately trying to pull back his punches, but everytime, the damage became more and more severe.
He continued to spend his time with Tamako. He mostly listened to her talk, her voice was calming to him. He would sometimes tell a story, but they were fewer than before. He would occasionlly slip up on a name or two.
His usually crazy, messy hair had lost it's life and drooped down to where it hung at shoulder length. The boy had lost even more weight, so much he looked like a twig, but he was toned at the same time.
6 Months Later
Kurenai began to give him small tablets almost every day. She said it would help with his increasing headaches that had been caused by some of the tests. When he swallowed them, his head felt fuzzy but the sensation would disappear and he would go on his way. He enjoyed being apart of the organization. Ever since he had joined, he found happiness in trying to help Team Rocket; it was what he always wanted to do.
On training days, Satoshi had fun fighting the opposing pokemon. He loved to torture them, kill them slowly. He never got hurt anymore. He found himself behind the beast before they could even blink. He couldn't remember if he was always this fast before; all he knew it felt amazing.
Tamako and Satoshi never talked much, they mostly just sat around together. Satoshi never really had ny stories except when it came to the days training. After all, it was what he had been doing most of his life. One night, he and Tamako had been talking. He heard her talk without moving her lips, no her thoughts. He tended not to listen in to her mind, but the fact that he could made him happy. Tamako made no comment when he told her that he could hear her thought. She just smiled.
Satoshi had grown quite considerably; he was taller and thinner, his skin deathly pale. His hair hung messily and was pulled back into a small ponytail. The boy loved to admire his looks his small mirror he carried around. He wondered were he got those odd z shaped scars under his eyes. Training? He would take a final look of the hall before going downstairs to take in all the white, his favorite color.
10 months later
Kurenai had stopped treatments for a while, which disappointed Satoshi. As much as they hurt, he wanted to help with their project. He wished he remembered what it was for, but as long as Kurenai-sama wanted it done, he'd be glad to help. Instead, she had him do jobs for her. Make sure nobody was slacking off. If not, killing them was the best way to deal with them. Keep the prisoners quiet. If not, killing them was the best way to deal with them. He would often tease the prisoners, especially the younger ones. One day he had gotten a young girl, maybe twelve at the absolute most. She had brown pigtails and a large hat that dawned a red bow. She had been screaming at him to let her go, so he stabbed her in the leg, dragging out the pain. He eventually killed her with a kick to the chest. It had broken her ribs and crushed her lungs and heart. He laughed.
He never spoke to Tamako anymore. She was so pathetically weak that it made him sick. Instead he stayed alone in his white room. He never spoke to anyone to anyone except his superiors or unless he was ordered to.
Training had lost it's fun. His victums never lasted to long, no matter how long he dragged it out for. Pokemon were so predictable. All he got out of it was the matalic tasting blood that coated his fingers. He wondered how human organs differed from that of pokemon. When he asked Kurenai if he could fight a person during a training session, she shook her head and told him that he would get to play with humans eventually, but not today.
He had spent his entire life with the orgnization. And he was willing to give up his very life for all that it stood for.
One Year Later: present
"Satoshi-kun! Just the man I was looking for!" Kurenai cheered as he walked into her familiar office. He had spent so long in there that he knew every since white nook and cranny. Kurenai looked down at the notepad she alway jotted things down in and looked at the scarlet eyed boy. She smiled at their sucess.
"Hm? What is it Kurenai-sama?" he asked, eager to know his superiors voice.
"I have an important mission for you." Her gaze wandered around, uncertain. She spoke confidently as she haned him a map. "Looks like you will be taking a trip to Kanto."
A/N: So much time has past since he first arrived. He altered memory is a result from the tablets mostly if you didn't notice. He changes a lot in this chapter, physically and mentally. This new Satoshi creeps me out a bit. Please review! It is very important to me! It ranks number 5 on my important list, just under pocky.