A/N: Hello everybody! It's me, Masaki-chan! Guess what! Chapter 14! I've both been dying to write this chapter and dreading it. In my head, I had this amazing sequence playing out before me as I slowly tune out my teacher, but when I tried to write it down, it sorta...sucked. I have always been horrible when it comes to action. I rewrote this chapter so many times, and this was the least suckiest. Wow, music didn't even help me this time (Survive by Rise Against, Let the Bodies Hit the Floor by Drowning Pool, You're Going Down by Sick Puppies and a few other small songs, mostly video game battle music made up my Hidden play list for this chapter)! I was trying so hard to get this right so I'm sorry if it sucks! And the first part is very ramblish.
Oh and my previous comment about Dawn, it's not exactly that I hate her guts. I haven't nearly watched enough D&P to get to know her well enough.
Well, on with this chapter. I do hope you enjoy.
Red. The color of his eyes, the color of the blood on his hand and clothes. This color was just as horrific as white.
Tears were building but refused to fall as Satoshi ran down the bare white corridor. The raven haired boy hadn't intended on killing her, maybe knocking her out at the worst. But in those moments, he seemed to loose all control of himself, giving into his disgusting want, that programmed desire for suffering. Why couldn't all of it go away. It wasn't his sick desire. It was Kurenai's sick desire for him to have.
He was losing control of himself. And now the urge to kill again was clawing at every fiber of his body of his being. He shut his eyes tight as he ran, trying to block it all out. If his desires bubbled up again like they did, eventually he would change back into that mindless monster he had become once more. He would never allow that to happen. No matter what, he would win this, he refused to go back.
The plain white halls that long ago confused him were now as familiar as the back of his hand. He walked them so many times alongside Kurenai like a faithful little puppy. Listening to every word as if they came from the gods themselves. It wasn't the monster inside, he knew, that made him want to kill her with his own two hands. For destroying everything.
Right turn. Straight. Left turn. Third door. Up the Stairs. Exit on the fourth flight. Already he was halfway out of this hellhole. Suddenly he noticed how quiet and empty everything was. He had been to consumed in thought to see it was all too quiet.. By now, they should've noticed Tamako's corpse, discovered that their dangerous failed experiment had escaped them.
It could only-
"A trap," Satoshi whispered, now thinking of the different strategies they would use against him. No matter what they did, however, should not be even a slight problem. They had kidnapped him and experimented on him, to turn him into the perfect Team Rocket soldier. He was still that, but this time he wasn't being controlled. He was designed to be a weapon, and this was what he was designed to fight against.
Holding his breath, he continued to run up to the next floor.
It didn't take long for Satoshi to reach the next floor. Before he opened the door, he paused. He could sense them, thirteen or fourteen people waiting in the hall on the other side of the door, waiting for him.
"Only that? You'd think they'd already know that this is almost nothing," Satoshi laughed to himself, looking at his hand. He knew his strengths, and he knew that this would be easy. After a moment, he shook his head violently, trying to rid himself of this still increasing desire to kill. He held his breath as he threw open the door.
Almost immediately he could hear the bullets flying at him, everything too fast for him to see. He ran straight toward the armed Rocket soldiers, bullets occasionally grazing him, most of them missing him. The grazes bothered him not; it felt to him like being hit with a cotton ball. One of them men reach down to their side to reach for more ammo, Satoshi took this opportunity. In a moment he was behind the blue haired man. Before he could even turn to see, Satoshi plunged his hand into his neck. Blood splattered onto his face as he quickly threw the body down, taking a swing at the next closest person, a red headed girl. She quickly died as well.
As he killed the fifth, a muscular brunette with blue eyes, he felt a small pain i his right shoulder. A bullet had finally hit him, burrying itself deep. Scarlet eyes quickly looked up to find the person who had shot him, familiar violet catching his attention. Mika was now aiming her gun at his head, her hand slightly shaking.
He ducked the second she pulled the trigger, he could feel the bullet miss him by inches, hitting the man who was coming from behind between the eyes. Mika, still shaking, tried to re aim, however not nearly fast enough. Satoshi didn't waste a moment, quickly thrusting his hand into her stomach. She collapsed to the ground, holding her stomach and gasping for breath.
With the leader of the group down, the remaining seven paniced, backing away quickly and firing like madmen.
They didn't last long.
"Only a little further," Satoshi whispered to himself as he made his way down a new hall. He decided the first thing he was going to do when he was out was to buy himself new clothes; His once white shirt was stained with crimson.
He gave a small smile. He knew exactly where he was. One floor to go, until he was at ground level. One level until he could escape. The idea brought a spark of happiness to him. Caught up in his thought, he barely had to notice he wasn't alone. The floor began to split apart, revealing stone steps. The stair leading to the ground floor was on the other side. He stepped back, a bad feeling creeping up on him. Red eyes glowed for the darkness of the passage. Then another set. And another. Figures emerged from the stairwell, coming into the light. There were six large creatures, four of them large Rattata, about twice their normal size, their purple fur matted, teeth sharp. The other two pokemon were massive joltens, nearly more than half his size, golden fur spiking everywhere. They black eyes had turned into a shimmering red; long fangs were bared. Electricity crackled around them as they got ready to pounced.
Satoshi was used to fighting their pokemon, but he never fought six at a time; his highest amount being four. He braced himself as the two Jolteon jumped together at the same time, long claws out. It was easy to avoid the first of the golden beasts, however as he moved away from the second, he felt its sharp claws slice into his arm. Quickly, he smashed back his elbow into its spine before it could even touch back onto the floor. It crumpled down onto the ground, barely alive and unable to move.
He glanced down at his arm. A long gash ran across his arm, blood trickling down. It wasn't too painful, but it did sting a bit. The second Jolteon paused, sniffing the air, being riled by the scent of his blood. The rattata began to hop about as well eager to get a taste. The four of the small purple rodents darted at him as the jolteon jumped at him from behind. Satoshi ducked, the jolteon flying over him. He swifty spun himself low, smashing his legs into the rattata, sending them flying into the wall. They lay motionless, as their innards had been crushed.
The electric type took a step back before electricity sparked up from his body. It let out a horrific cry as it released a powerful thunder attack, filling the space with its power. Satoshi winced as he felt the attack course through his body. His body went tingly. However, he quickly shook it off. Even with the experiments, this Jolteons electrical attacks paled in comparison to his Pikachu's thunderbolt. He didn't hesitate, rushing up to the pokemon and flinging it across the hall. It didn't get up.
Holding his injured arm, he jumped over the opening to the other side and flung open the door to the stairwell that lead to the ground floor.
Underneath an abandoned warehouse in the middle of of the Johto region. The secret base of the underground sector of Team Rocket. Satoshi slammed the stair door closed, pushing a large and heavy metal crate in front of it. He saw the doors, doors to led to his freedom, and ran towards them, but something caught his eye. Laying on a crate was a pile of clothes, probably left there when the warehouse was still in use. He took a moment to search through them picking out a few articles to change into later, moving fast so he still had time to leave before anyone came by. With the shirt, pants and others under his arm, he ran out through the doors, out of the warehouse, moving faster than he had ever moved in his life.
He remembered leaving through giant metal double doors when he had left for Kanto. He was glad that this base was not like the Game Corner in Celedon, surrounded by people. No one would be wondering who he was or what he had been doing. No one to wonder about his bloodied appearance.
The warehouse was located in the middle of a forest in the southern part of Johto. Tall trees sprung from everywhere up from the ground and the treetops were so close that the sun seemed to be blocked out completely. Satoshi rushed through the trees, becoming invisible among the dense brush, eventually disappearing altogether.
"Kurenai-sama, I'm sorry for disturbing you, but we have a... small problem," Shinji said as he walked into Kurenai's office. Kurenai tilted her head back to see him standing there, obviously out of breath from running to her. Her expression of calmness didn't change.
"You are talking about Satoshi-kun, right?" Kurenai asked, standing up, placing several papers down onto her desk. She slipped off her lab coat and tossed it onto the metal table. She walked over casually to a cabinet over a counter filled with small medical bottles. She removed a large glass bottle, filled with a carmel liquid, and two small glass cups. She placed them down lightly on the countertop and pour the liquid into them, throwing away the cork. She took one and held it up for Shinji to take. Shinji looked at her confused.
"Take it, Shinji. It isn't poison or anything," she laughed, causing Shinji to flinch. He hesitantly took the glass from her.
"There is no need to worry my dear Shinji. We have nothing to worry about," she chuckled, taking a sip of her brandy, savoring the flavor as she sat back down. She swished the alcohol inside back and forth as she moved the cup. A strange smile played on her face. "The fun is just begining."
A/N: Oh my Mounds Bar. This was so hard to type up. I watched like 5 hours of Monty Python before I typed this and it was hell trying to get serious enough to type it (since most of the story is actually written when I type it up. The written version is NEVER even close to a final draft). And it was hard because I lost my computer privileges so I had to put the story on hold. I was going to type this up last weekend but things prevented me.
My fighting terminology sucks!
Okay, I wasn't sure about the location of the base. The first I thought Celedon City game corner since when I think of places I fight Team Rocket in the games I think Game Corner, Silph Co and the Sevii Islands. However, they are all into Kanto, which it was stated that they weren't. I decided on Johto cause Johto is one of my favorite regions. I was originally going to have the base underneath some sophisticated building in the city, like the ground floor is this nice fancy lobby or something, but I quickly gave that idea due to the questioning Ash would get due to his appearance. Then I thought, oh a forest would work! But it has been a long time since I have wached the Johto region in the anime, and I have only watched my senpai play hgss (i don't own any system besides a ps2) so I had no idea if there were any major forests in Johto. With the thanks of a little research, I decided on Ilex Forest for the base location. And I wasn't going to do the clothes at first since it'd seem too convenient but I went oh what the hell.
This chapter was so hard! It be violent! I do know what will happen in the next chapter which is actually a first for me! So I hope it'll be typed before I die.
Well thank you for being so supportive of the story, all of you! Please review on your wayout since they are always appreciated!
Thank you! *Hug*