After my kidnapping, I was moved to a Galactic building in Eterna city. There, my designation # was NB-EM-136. What it meant was that I was the 136th naturally bred male Eevee to be tested in the lab. The testing involved many studies of the Eevee nervous system, how it reacted to certain stimulus, and how fast it did so. Most of the time, the studies were quite painful.
However, that was nothing compared to Illumination ("NB-EM-135"). He was transferred to a potion of the lab where they were testing experimental status boosters. Very few Pokemon survived that section, for the status enhancers had many detrimental side effects, and were far from perfect.
Henry ("NB-DM-63"), from what I understand, was too valuable for any of the testing, for fear he might perish in the process (which was unfortunately a very real risk). He was directly put in for rigorous training (but it was softer than most, for Pokemon still died even while training to receive a trainer in the normal training procedure). He was going to be given to a high-ranking Galactic member, or possibly Cyrus himself. In a dark, irrational part of my heart I was jealous of his (relatively) cushy assignment, but mainly I was glad that such a gentle soul as Henry, while still probably suffering, was not exposed to the suffering and horror that was in the rest of the lab.
Once, I even caught a glimpse of the infamous AS-LF-3, a female Lucario, with two heavily armed guards. I didn't know much about her series, the "AS" series, but that it was the pinnacle of years of research at the lab. There was a rumor that the AS series was the start of an even more dangerous project, the GE series, but I wasn't really concerned anyway. It had little to do with my suffering, and at that point I wasn't concerned with much else.
From what I understand, if me and Illumination had survived the testing, we would have been trained intensively, and had our abilities evaluated. We then would be given a designated evolution, forced to evolve, and given to a Galactic member (not a grunt but not a big-shot either; direct cloning procedures had caused Eevee to be more common in the Galactic ranks then anywhere else).
I say "if" because we did not stay at the lab. If I thought that Hell existed in the lab, I was beyond wrong. That was not even a taste of the horror that life can conjure. Pain can exist in a way that it is beyond pain. I was sadly about to learn that fact.
3 months and 14 days after I was brought to the lab, I was woken by the sound of something stealthily slithering over the other Pokemon in my holding pen. I wasn't awake enough to get a proper look at my attacker, because as soon as I was awake, I was knocked over the head, causing my immediate unconsciousness.
I don't exactly remember when I was put into the tank. It's hard to remember anything from that period, because of the pain. The pain! How can I describe it!? It was constant, chronic, and yet it never diminished. In most cases, constant pain is numbed after a while, like background noise. In my case, however, the pain remained fresh every second of my experimentation.
I remember at one point that I realized that I could go outside of my body. One second, I was merely existing, all my brain functions shut down except for the meanest, bitterest thought and the ability to feel pain, when suddenly I was looking down at myself, literally down at myself. I was inside a large, circular tube, suspended in this orange liquid, wires running in and out of my body. With a jolt, I realized that I was outside my body. The pain was not diminished, but distant, as though I was feeling it across a long tunnel. Frowning, I turned my attention to my surroundings.
Whereas the Galactic building had been mainly white, with an orange "G" insignia every once in a while, this place was dark, with no visible markings on the walls. Turing my attention to the bottom of the tube, I realized the glass tube was on a dark stand, with a red "R" at the bottom, and the "#27." Puzzled, I returned to my body, which was quite easy, kind of like falling asleep, just intentional.
When I took my next venture out of my body later (Hours, days, maybe even months later; Pain like that really will distract you from anything else), I was startled to notice a change in my appearance. My ears were elongated, and the tips were pointy and yellowish. My fur had started to bunch itself into pointed bunches, and my tail had separated into several smaller tails, which were migrating to the outer edges of my rump. I had seen a Jolteon at the lab, and I realized that I was slowly taking on the appearance of one while floating in this liquid.
You must understand that mostly, I only felt pain, never any other sensation and almost never a coherent thought. My brain had mostly shut down to deal with the pain (but something in the wires or the liquid must've stopped me from ever going completely unconscious). I had no idea I had been changing at all. Yet here I was, evidently evolving into a Jolteon.
Something else bothered me. As far as I knew, evolution was spontaneous, immediate, lasting only a few seconds. And yet, I was evolving at a painfully slow rate. At least when I was in the Galactic lab, I knew exactly what they were doing to me, even if I didn't like it. Now, for the first time in ages, I was genuinely scared. What as happening to me?
(Author's Note): I hope I'm being descriptive enough. If there is any obscurity as to what things feel/look like, please let me know.