"You bastard! You're the reason I'm like this! When I get out of here, I'll
kill you!"
"Oh, I don't think you'll get the chance. You see, your Psychic powers won't affect here unless the system's turned off. But there's no chance of that happening."
"Then I'll rip you apart with my bare hands!" Gaby was in such a rage that her eyes turned form green to the colour of fresh blood. Many scientist backed away.
"Ooh, touchy?" He said mockingly. "Well, you need not be for long. We have a way to make you co-operate."
"Yeah? What?"
"Bring him!"
Two scientists carried the limp body of a 15-year-old boy to Gaby's cage.
"KIP! Why did you take him? He's not involved!" Gaby said, glancing over at Kip's unconscious form. Why... Those evil...Those wretches...
"Oh, but he is!" The man said. "You see, every time you don't cooperate, we'll do something to him. We'll do whatever we want to him depending on your behaviour. If you're good, we won't touch him. If you disobey, then we make small changes to his genetic structure, so to speak."
"How can I trust a Rocket? Why are you any different?"
The man looked away angrily. All these questions...But she wouldn't cooperate unless he told her...
"I can't lie. I must stay true to my word."
"Why? Why can't you lie?"
"Because... Can you lie?"
"No, Pokémorphs can't lie. What... You're a Pokémorph?!?!"
"Yes and no. You indeed are the first purpose creation, but I was the first accidental. Tests go wrong, kid, and sometimes you survive. Then you have to live with what you've got."
He walked away and disappeared into the crowd. Then he shouted,
"Oh, and don't forget. You must obey, or your little friend there will become one of to things: A Pokémorph, or dead."
Gaby sat down on the cold floor of her cage, watching as they took Kip's body and put it into a cage. His eyes were closed, but not peacefully. Normally, Gaby would have jumped up and tried everything possible to get to him, but the Rocket's threat still rung in her ears. She sat still, tears welling in her eyes for sympathy of the trapped boy... Or was there something else in the tears?
A team of scientists crowded around Gaby's cage. She stood up and glared at them all. They opened the cage, and took Gaby out. She did not protest, for she thought of Kip. She glanced over to his cage, and saw him moving slightly.
The scientists dragged Gaby into a small room with a Table and a large capsule in the middle. Control panels and strange instruments lined the walls and floor space. Gaby knew what was going to happen, but with their threat of Kip, she could do nothing.
The scientist strapped her down onto the table. One scientist grabbed a needle and injected it into Gaby's arm. Right before she passed out, she saw something strange. A teenage Rocket was standing in the doorway, looking at Gaby with pity and anger at the scientists. She stormed off, and all went black.
She woke up some time later. But the first thing she felt was pain. All over her, her nerves were overloaded with every kind of pain thought possible. She cried out.
She was alone her cage. Gaby looked at herself, despite the pain. No blood, no marks, except for a small needle point mark from the injection. As she was surveying herself, she noticed something she hadn't before. And a second later, she realized what it was.
Her hair, which had been halfway down her back and dirty blond before, was down to her knees and white. The same colour as her feathers.
They were transforming her. Even more.
Gaby was suddenly brought to her senses by looking at her hair. This was too dangerous. If they continued, who knew what they might do to her? She had to escape, and she had to escape fast and quietly. Because if she didn't, they would catch her and hurt Kip.
Gaby was snapped back to earth when she noticed a girl, no older then 15, looking at her. She was the same girl as before, the one she had seen before she had blacked out.
"Who...Who are you?" the girl asked, gazing up at Gaby. But, unlike the others, it was not in cruelty, or in pity, or in curiosity. She was looking at her with a face that suggested that she wanted to help, but was afraid. For some reason, Gaby trusted her.
"Gaby."
"Gaby... I want... To help you and him out of here."
"Oh, I don't think you'll get the chance. You see, your Psychic powers won't affect here unless the system's turned off. But there's no chance of that happening."
"Then I'll rip you apart with my bare hands!" Gaby was in such a rage that her eyes turned form green to the colour of fresh blood. Many scientist backed away.
"Ooh, touchy?" He said mockingly. "Well, you need not be for long. We have a way to make you co-operate."
"Yeah? What?"
"Bring him!"
Two scientists carried the limp body of a 15-year-old boy to Gaby's cage.
"KIP! Why did you take him? He's not involved!" Gaby said, glancing over at Kip's unconscious form. Why... Those evil...Those wretches...
"Oh, but he is!" The man said. "You see, every time you don't cooperate, we'll do something to him. We'll do whatever we want to him depending on your behaviour. If you're good, we won't touch him. If you disobey, then we make small changes to his genetic structure, so to speak."
"How can I trust a Rocket? Why are you any different?"
The man looked away angrily. All these questions...But she wouldn't cooperate unless he told her...
"I can't lie. I must stay true to my word."
"Why? Why can't you lie?"
"Because... Can you lie?"
"No, Pokémorphs can't lie. What... You're a Pokémorph?!?!"
"Yes and no. You indeed are the first purpose creation, but I was the first accidental. Tests go wrong, kid, and sometimes you survive. Then you have to live with what you've got."
He walked away and disappeared into the crowd. Then he shouted,
"Oh, and don't forget. You must obey, or your little friend there will become one of to things: A Pokémorph, or dead."
Gaby sat down on the cold floor of her cage, watching as they took Kip's body and put it into a cage. His eyes were closed, but not peacefully. Normally, Gaby would have jumped up and tried everything possible to get to him, but the Rocket's threat still rung in her ears. She sat still, tears welling in her eyes for sympathy of the trapped boy... Or was there something else in the tears?
A team of scientists crowded around Gaby's cage. She stood up and glared at them all. They opened the cage, and took Gaby out. She did not protest, for she thought of Kip. She glanced over to his cage, and saw him moving slightly.
The scientists dragged Gaby into a small room with a Table and a large capsule in the middle. Control panels and strange instruments lined the walls and floor space. Gaby knew what was going to happen, but with their threat of Kip, she could do nothing.
The scientist strapped her down onto the table. One scientist grabbed a needle and injected it into Gaby's arm. Right before she passed out, she saw something strange. A teenage Rocket was standing in the doorway, looking at Gaby with pity and anger at the scientists. She stormed off, and all went black.
She woke up some time later. But the first thing she felt was pain. All over her, her nerves were overloaded with every kind of pain thought possible. She cried out.
She was alone her cage. Gaby looked at herself, despite the pain. No blood, no marks, except for a small needle point mark from the injection. As she was surveying herself, she noticed something she hadn't before. And a second later, she realized what it was.
Her hair, which had been halfway down her back and dirty blond before, was down to her knees and white. The same colour as her feathers.
They were transforming her. Even more.
Gaby was suddenly brought to her senses by looking at her hair. This was too dangerous. If they continued, who knew what they might do to her? She had to escape, and she had to escape fast and quietly. Because if she didn't, they would catch her and hurt Kip.
Gaby was snapped back to earth when she noticed a girl, no older then 15, looking at her. She was the same girl as before, the one she had seen before she had blacked out.
"Who...Who are you?" the girl asked, gazing up at Gaby. But, unlike the others, it was not in cruelty, or in pity, or in curiosity. She was looking at her with a face that suggested that she wanted to help, but was afraid. For some reason, Gaby trusted her.
"Gaby."
"Gaby... I want... To help you and him out of here."