Hello! This is my fist fanfic, so I hope at least someone thinks it’s any good… Anyways, when something is in <these things>, it means thought, and ‘these’ mean quotes. I know it’s a little short, but the rest will be longer. Btw, it's rated PG 14, because of language, and later on, violence
How and where he had escaped still amazed and horrified him to no limit. Those appallingly white walls, all lined with test tubes and shelves with jars concealing all sorts of no doubt grim and horrifying occupants, the horrid “tests,” the insane men in lab coats, the
“NO!!! I swore I would never go back there, not even in memory! And many times, remembering something is just as bad as being there the first time was.”
“Hahaha, quite the insane little Eevee, aren’t we?”
“Ah!! What the hell?!” the Eevee shrieked, looking around for his pursuer, though he could see no one in the immediate area.
Then, quite suddenly, a Cyndaquil leapt out of the bushes directly in front of him, turning as he did so, so that the two were nearly nose-to-nose.
“Ya know, talking to yourself isn’t very healthy, at least from what I’ve heard,” the Cyndaquil said.
“Who the hell do you think you are, just attacking any random Pokemon you see?!”
“Um, I didn’t attack you, but I did seem to scare the s*** out of you, which was actually pretty funny in my opinion.”
“Ugh! I don’t need this right now, so go away, you annoying little douchebag!”
“Well, that was rather uncalled for, don’cha think?”
“No, I do not, so leave me alone, and go play with your other little douchebag friends!”
That statement apparently hurt the Cyndaquil pretty badly, something for which the Eevee was glad. Maybe now it’d leave him alone.
“Oh, well, uh, I..I guess I’ll just go play with my, uh, friends,” the flaming porcupine Pokemon stuttered. He then left the Eevee to himself, at least for now.
“Oh, thank Celebi, I thought he would never leave!” <I need to sleep, but I guess I’ve got to keep going, to get away from Him and that accursed place!>
Nearly a day later, the Eevee looked at the sky above him.
“Hm, those clouds look bad, I should find a shelter soon.”
“Still talking to yourself, I see?”
<Oh, no, not him, please don’t let it be him!>
But it was. Of course, it was just his luck to have that stupid thing stalking him.
“What the hell do you want now?! I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want you around!”
“Well, you told me to play with my friends, and right now, you’re the closest thing I’ve got to one, it’s kinda sad.”
“What do you mean, I’m the closest thing you have to a friend? I hate you!”
“I said it was sad, didn’t I? I had friends, but they got taken by some guys in white coats,” the little Pokemon was clearly upset.
“Well, too ba-wait, what did you say?”
The Cyndaquil stared, wondering about the Eevee’s worried tone. “Some guys in long, white coats took them. I heard one say ‘Yeah, these’ll do nicely. They look strong enough to handle the initial training, anyways.’ They said some more stuff, but I couldn’t hear them over my friends’ screaming.”
At this, the peculiar Eevee bolted through the bushes so quickly he literally tore any thorns that managed to stick in him off of the bushes that they were attached to. The Cyndaquil’s nearly-closed eyes couldn’t keep up at all.
“Hey! Where are you going?! Come back! D*** it! How did that b****** get so d*** fast, anyway? I guess I’d better look for him, though, I think I’ll need his help.”
The Eevee ran like his life depended on it.In actuality, much more important things were on the line: his sanity, personality,there are many more things, but in essence, they all amounted to the same thing: his soul.
"Oh, Celebi, please don't let them find me, please! I can't go back there, I'll just kill myself!
"Like hell you will!"
"Ah!!" The small, furry Pokemon looked everywhere for the speaker, but it was nowhere to be found. Wait! That bush just moved! He mustered all the strength he could into one Tackle, aiming at the bush.
"Son of a b****! What was that for, you psychotic f-"
"Oh, thank the Legends! It's just you!"
"Yeah, it's just me! Hey, what do you mean just, anyways!" The Cyndaquil was furious at being attacked for no reason at all.
The Eevee looked around warily. The voice he had heard before was not that of the annoying Pokemon he had attacked. "Um, I'm sorry, I didn't think it was you. Wait a second! Why are you still following me?!"
"Uh, well, I need your help. Badly. You see, I want you to help me get my friends back. I found out where they are. It's a long, building, with a lot of windows, but they're all tinted, so I couldn't see in."
"No way! I'm never going back to that unnaturally white place!"
"Why no-wha? What do you mean back? And how do you know it's white, anyways?
"Um, well, I, uh, how do I put this? I..I've been in that place before. I actually had only just escaped when you showed up. I'd been locked up in there for a year and a half when I decided to escape. It took me another three months to achieve that, though, so you can see why I'm never going anywhere near there again."
"Oh, I didn't realize you even knew about the place, much less actually been inside it. I do have one question about it, will you answer it for me?"
"Fine, but I'm not going back there, if that's it."
"No! That's not it at all! I was just wondering, what do they do to the Pokemon in there?"
"It depends on hoe good your luck is."
"What do you mean?" The Cyndaquil sounded a little worried.
"Well, first, they put you in a machine that tests your abilities. You know, strength, speed, intelligence."
"Yeah, and?"
"And if you're lucky, it'll kill you."
What the f***?! Why would you want it to kill you?!"
"Because if you lived, they put you on 'Torture Training', as we used to call it."
"Who's we?"
"Me and anyone else unlucky enough to still be alive."
"Oh. Anyways, go on."
"Well, the training involved running on treadmills, jumping, lifting things, and the likes."
"That doesn't sound so bad, kinda like normal training, except for the against your will part."
"Yeah, well, there was always the 'motivation'."
"And what was that?"
"It depended on which part of the training you were doing. If you were running, there was a wall behind you which was charged with electricity the whole time you were on the treadmill."
"Holy crap! "What about the others?" The Cyndaquil was worried for his friends' safety.
"Well, with the jumping, you ran an indoor obstacle course. If you missed a jump, you fell into an electrified pit, and had to climb out yourself, all the while being electrified. In the lifting department, if you couldn't lift something in a set amount of time, you got zapped. Yep, those sadistic mo********ers
sure loved electricity. Or at least using it on us."
"Whoa, I had no idea that it was that bad. I have to hurry and save my friends."
"Ha! Do you really think that you would stand a chance at saving them?
You would either be killed or join them in that hellhole.
"I'll do anything to help my friends!"
"Hm, you really do care about them, huh? I'll make you an offer. You see, I'm planning on taking that facility down, but I'm going to need a lot of help. If you really want to save them, come with me. We'll gather some friends and then, when we have enough strong Pokemon, we'll come back and take that place down."
"No! I've got to help them right now! I can't let them suffer!"
"Do you think you're friends would want you to have to suffer?"
"No, but I d-"
"If you go and try to save them right now, that's exactly what's going to happen. You'll get caught or killed, and then you're friends will have one more thing to worry or grieve about. So, I'm going to ask you one more time: do you want to come with me and train to crush these b*****ds, or do you want to go get yourself killed?"
"I..I guess I'll go with you. But we have to come back to save everyone in there as soon as we can!"
"Agreed. Shake on it?"
"Sure."
And thus, the two went off in search of friends and followers to help them on what was to be the longest, most treacherous, and most well-known journey in the history of Johto.
Well, there it is! I'm not very good at intros, but the next chapters should be better(and longer). Also, please review and rate! p.s.-don't be afraid to tell me if it sucks!
Experiments…
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
How and where he had escaped still amazed and horrified him to no limit. Those appallingly white walls, all lined with test tubes and shelves with jars concealing all sorts of no doubt grim and horrifying occupants, the horrid “tests,” the insane men in lab coats, the
“NO!!! I swore I would never go back there, not even in memory! And many times, remembering something is just as bad as being there the first time was.”
“Hahaha, quite the insane little Eevee, aren’t we?”
“Ah!! What the hell?!” the Eevee shrieked, looking around for his pursuer, though he could see no one in the immediate area.
Then, quite suddenly, a Cyndaquil leapt out of the bushes directly in front of him, turning as he did so, so that the two were nearly nose-to-nose.
“Ya know, talking to yourself isn’t very healthy, at least from what I’ve heard,” the Cyndaquil said.
“Who the hell do you think you are, just attacking any random Pokemon you see?!”
“Um, I didn’t attack you, but I did seem to scare the s*** out of you, which was actually pretty funny in my opinion.”
“Ugh! I don’t need this right now, so go away, you annoying little douchebag!”
“Well, that was rather uncalled for, don’cha think?”
“No, I do not, so leave me alone, and go play with your other little douchebag friends!”
That statement apparently hurt the Cyndaquil pretty badly, something for which the Eevee was glad. Maybe now it’d leave him alone.
“Oh, well, uh, I..I guess I’ll just go play with my, uh, friends,” the flaming porcupine Pokemon stuttered. He then left the Eevee to himself, at least for now.
“Oh, thank Celebi, I thought he would never leave!” <I need to sleep, but I guess I’ve got to keep going, to get away from Him and that accursed place!>
Nearly a day later, the Eevee looked at the sky above him.
“Hm, those clouds look bad, I should find a shelter soon.”
“Still talking to yourself, I see?”
<Oh, no, not him, please don’t let it be him!>
But it was. Of course, it was just his luck to have that stupid thing stalking him.
“What the hell do you want now?! I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want you around!”
“Well, you told me to play with my friends, and right now, you’re the closest thing I’ve got to one, it’s kinda sad.”
“What do you mean, I’m the closest thing you have to a friend? I hate you!”
“I said it was sad, didn’t I? I had friends, but they got taken by some guys in white coats,” the little Pokemon was clearly upset.
“Well, too ba-wait, what did you say?”
The Cyndaquil stared, wondering about the Eevee’s worried tone. “Some guys in long, white coats took them. I heard one say ‘Yeah, these’ll do nicely. They look strong enough to handle the initial training, anyways.’ They said some more stuff, but I couldn’t hear them over my friends’ screaming.”
At this, the peculiar Eevee bolted through the bushes so quickly he literally tore any thorns that managed to stick in him off of the bushes that they were attached to. The Cyndaquil’s nearly-closed eyes couldn’t keep up at all.
“Hey! Where are you going?! Come back! D*** it! How did that b****** get so d*** fast, anyway? I guess I’d better look for him, though, I think I’ll need his help.”
The Eevee ran like his life depended on it.In actuality, much more important things were on the line: his sanity, personality,there are many more things, but in essence, they all amounted to the same thing: his soul.
"Oh, Celebi, please don't let them find me, please! I can't go back there, I'll just kill myself!
"Like hell you will!"
"Ah!!" The small, furry Pokemon looked everywhere for the speaker, but it was nowhere to be found. Wait! That bush just moved! He mustered all the strength he could into one Tackle, aiming at the bush.
"Son of a b****! What was that for, you psychotic f-"
"Oh, thank the Legends! It's just you!"
"Yeah, it's just me! Hey, what do you mean just, anyways!" The Cyndaquil was furious at being attacked for no reason at all.
The Eevee looked around warily. The voice he had heard before was not that of the annoying Pokemon he had attacked. "Um, I'm sorry, I didn't think it was you. Wait a second! Why are you still following me?!"
"Uh, well, I need your help. Badly. You see, I want you to help me get my friends back. I found out where they are. It's a long, building, with a lot of windows, but they're all tinted, so I couldn't see in."
"No way! I'm never going back to that unnaturally white place!"
"Why no-wha? What do you mean back? And how do you know it's white, anyways?
"Um, well, I, uh, how do I put this? I..I've been in that place before. I actually had only just escaped when you showed up. I'd been locked up in there for a year and a half when I decided to escape. It took me another three months to achieve that, though, so you can see why I'm never going anywhere near there again."
"Oh, I didn't realize you even knew about the place, much less actually been inside it. I do have one question about it, will you answer it for me?"
"Fine, but I'm not going back there, if that's it."
"No! That's not it at all! I was just wondering, what do they do to the Pokemon in there?"
"It depends on hoe good your luck is."
"What do you mean?" The Cyndaquil sounded a little worried.
"Well, first, they put you in a machine that tests your abilities. You know, strength, speed, intelligence."
"Yeah, and?"
"And if you're lucky, it'll kill you."
What the f***?! Why would you want it to kill you?!"
"Because if you lived, they put you on 'Torture Training', as we used to call it."
"Who's we?"
"Me and anyone else unlucky enough to still be alive."
"Oh. Anyways, go on."
"Well, the training involved running on treadmills, jumping, lifting things, and the likes."
"That doesn't sound so bad, kinda like normal training, except for the against your will part."
"Yeah, well, there was always the 'motivation'."
"And what was that?"
"It depended on which part of the training you were doing. If you were running, there was a wall behind you which was charged with electricity the whole time you were on the treadmill."
"Holy crap! "What about the others?" The Cyndaquil was worried for his friends' safety.
"Well, with the jumping, you ran an indoor obstacle course. If you missed a jump, you fell into an electrified pit, and had to climb out yourself, all the while being electrified. In the lifting department, if you couldn't lift something in a set amount of time, you got zapped. Yep, those sadistic mo********ers
sure loved electricity. Or at least using it on us."
"Whoa, I had no idea that it was that bad. I have to hurry and save my friends."
"Ha! Do you really think that you would stand a chance at saving them?
You would either be killed or join them in that hellhole.
"I'll do anything to help my friends!"
"Hm, you really do care about them, huh? I'll make you an offer. You see, I'm planning on taking that facility down, but I'm going to need a lot of help. If you really want to save them, come with me. We'll gather some friends and then, when we have enough strong Pokemon, we'll come back and take that place down."
"No! I've got to help them right now! I can't let them suffer!"
"Do you think you're friends would want you to have to suffer?"
"No, but I d-"
"If you go and try to save them right now, that's exactly what's going to happen. You'll get caught or killed, and then you're friends will have one more thing to worry or grieve about. So, I'm going to ask you one more time: do you want to come with me and train to crush these b*****ds, or do you want to go get yourself killed?"
"I..I guess I'll go with you. But we have to come back to save everyone in there as soon as we can!"
"Agreed. Shake on it?"
"Sure."
And thus, the two went off in search of friends and followers to help them on what was to be the longest, most treacherous, and most well-known journey in the history of Johto.
Well, there it is! I'm not very good at intros, but the next chapters should be better(and longer). Also, please review and rate! p.s.-don't be afraid to tell me if it sucks!
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