A/N: I learned an important lesson from this chapter. Scientists shouldn't write poetry. At least Serena shouldn't. and she really shouldn't mess with my poetry.
Now read on!
Sixteen years later:
"Down in a hidden lab
A girl was made
Normal as one could be
In our little world
And in the back
The scientists worked
Building a prison
That trap such kind souls
Once she learned to walk
We were there
To see her struggle by herself
And refused to lend a helping hand
As we watched her teach herself
We watched as she fell a thousand times
And if we tried to help
We would soon be punished
So she learned the steps on her own
And never received the help of a mother's hand"
"That's an interesting tune Serena. What' it called?" Asked John, Serena's new apprentice.
"I heard this poem a long time ago called Binding about how a girls parents took away her individuality. It kinda makes me think of Aura, so I wrote my own lyrics to better fit her situation. I call it Imprisonment." Serena explained.
"That monster is nothing like the little girl," Mr. Gray growled.
"True. But that's only because the girl isn't really real. Aura on the other hand is."
"Why did you have to name it?"
"Because she's human."
"You know what she's made of. She I in no way shape or form a human."
"She has the shape of a human, she takes the form of a human. The only way she isn't anything like a normal human is the fact that she lives in a giant, electrified, glass dome!"
"There is something weird about her. Every morning she wakes up with her hair a different color even though there is nothing to dye it. And every day she wears different clothes even though there's nowhere where she could possibly get them from."
"We watch her everyday on thee stupid monitors. We have cameras everywhere. If there was anything weird about her we would have seen it by now."
"Everywhere outside of the dome, but not inside. She destroyed all of the inside cameras."
"So?"
"So, we can't see her when she's under the trees. There are a million blind spots."
"We still have her under 24 hour surveillance."
"I wonder what happened to those cameras," Alex said from his desk.
"I bet she ate them, just like an Aron eats cars." Mr. Gray said.
"Maybe," Alex said distractedly, "You know, its been exactly sixteen years since that egg hatched. That means it's her sixteenth birthday and she doesn't even know it."
"You mean it's been sixteen years since you screwed up the project you nitwit!" Mr. Gray screamed. Then something hard hit Mr. Gray in the back of the head.
"Don't call him a nitwit you Neanderthal." Serena said as she inspected her clipboard for any signs of damage.
"Why did the boss have to put you in charge. It's humiliating, being pushed around by my former apprentice."
The moment Mr. Gray said the word "apprentice" Alex started to sob uncontrollably at his desk. Serena went to comfort him.
"Are you ok? Is it Rob?" She asked him.
Alex nodded his head. Rob had died last week in a car wreck. Rob had been an old family friend and when Alex showed interest in becoming a scientist Rob took him under his wing.
Serena wrapped one arm around Alex and ran her fingers through his thick, black hair, then she hummed a tune just like the one her mother hummed to her when she was a little girl.
During all of this chaos, John was watching the video monitors. Aura was wondering around in the middle of the glass dome, just as she did everyday. Every now and then she would look up at the barred sky that she lived under all of her life before pacing around the trees again.
She has been doing that almost everyday. Pacing for hours and hours with out anyone to keep her company. And it's always in the same spot. Directly in the middle of the dome. She's explored every nook and cranny of this place, except for one. He's never seen the walls of the dome. Serena says that it's because of the electric fields. Mr. Gray says that it's because she's used her ghost pokemon powers to walk through the glass before the dome was electrified.
John looked out of the window at the dome in the distance and he thought about how Aura was trapped in that on little place set aside for her. It kinda reminded him of a poem he heard once.
"Away in the old peasants' shop
There lay a girl
Free as one could be
In her little world
And in the back
Her parents worked
Making binds
That trap such free hearts
Every time she asked to leave
They were there
To tell her where to go
And where she shall not
As they weaved their rope
They told her the path that she must take
And if she strayed
Punishment would follow
So she learned not to explore
And thus her feet were bound"
A/N: The poem is a very small portion of a origional poem I wrote a few weeks ago.