Warning: This fic starts with a scene of domestic violence
Prologue
I haven’t shed a tear in fourteen years. The last time I felt sadness was the night my parents were killed right in front of my face.
When I was six, I saw through a crack in the door my dad bury his fists into my mother’s face. One punch after another, she cried for him to stop and one punch later her face became more unrecognizable a bloody mess. It was as if by demonic possession, my father had become host to this other persona, his face as well unrecognizable.
“Your death, Tammy. Your death is the only atonement!” he yelled and violently threw her against her night stand. My mother, with her face a canvas smeared with blood, tears, and pain, used of her final breaths to utter that when they married, her life, her heart belonged to him. And that now he could do with it what he pleased. With that, he pulled from his coat a gun.
“Edward, I love you so mu…” A loud shot finished her sentence. The devastating and final full stop that punctuated my mother’s life.
For the first time in a long time, my heart panged. It mercilessly beat against my chest. I twitched and shivered, I writhed internally, filled with something I had never felt before, at least never so strongly. And then the second shot sounded. Both my father and mother lay dead on the floor, having loved in life and having died at the hands of the most intense hatred. The deafening silence of the otherwise calm night and the absence of their loud voices was filled with a thunderous internal eruption of feeling. The vision became blurred and the ducts in my eyes began to overflow. And that’s the last I remember of that night. I don’t remember who found their bodies or who found me “weeping” over them. I don’t remember exactly what that pain felt like, only that I never want to feel it again.
I say that they were killed even though on the surface my father killed himself and his wife. But they were killed by the manifestation of negative emotions. The anger and sadness that caused this tragedy have rightfully been done away with now. Even before this defining moment of my life, pharmaceutical company, Enjoyce, had developed a synthetic neuron-inhibitor that damaged and blocked receptors in the brain linked to depression, rage, and jealousy. After a deluge of horrific events; increasingly deranged acts of violence, an outbreak of the most brazen theft, and a rash of teenage suicides that ravaged the hearts of this country’s people, Enjoyce’s drug was adopted at increasing rates. Never in the history of Kenta has a drug company been so influential in the shaping of our nation. I still remember the turning point of it all…
“We interrupt our regularly-scheduled programming to bring you an important message from Enjoyce Pharmaceuticals.”
“Hello Kenta.” A sincere face appeared on the screen, stark green eyes commiserating with the soul of every viewer and warm, flushed-red cheeks evidence of a large, beating heart. “My heart grieves along with yours over what this nation has become. The violence, the corruption, the greed, the loathing and the desperation of the human heart, it all has seemingly culminated in one of the most dire states of emergency this country has ever had to face.” His tone of voice was calm until this point, then it rose and became stronger. “And in this time of uncertainty, when you can no longer visit a public park with sound mind, when taking your children to day care and having them supervised by perverted individuals who would rob them of their innocence is no less a risk than leaving them home alone where you can’t be sure they won’t be killed in a violent forced entry of your home, what can be done?” His intense conviction flowed out through the inflections in his voice and the rising volume of his voice. “We can increase the police force until half the citizens have the power to arrest, but the root cause must be eradicated. The root cause is the negative emotion. It is what clouds the judgment of a man, makes him kill his own wife and then himself right in front of their child’s eyes. It is what you see in the eyes of the robber who will force you from your car at a stop light with his gun held to your face. It is what leads otherwise rational beings down the path of all manner of violence!”
A translucent overlay of jiggling biological molecules whirred across the screen as Redeal continued to speak.
“The root of emotion is the interaction of the chemicals in your body and mind.” On the overlay, molecules clashed and flashed bright red. “Certain interactions result from particular stimuli and produce particular emotions. Dophinimine regulates the interactions which cause you to feel depressed, loathsome, violent, and uncivil. Dophinimine is the cure for this nation’s disease because it attacks it at its heart….and that is yours…
Enjoyce is the fastest growing and by far the most successful global company in the history of the entire world. That day, that message from Redeal on the airways marked a change in tide and this country is a much better place to live because of what they’ve done. Post Dophinimine crime levels are almost infinitely smaller than before due to its wide adoption and prescription. Scientists have officially done what the artists said no one could: They’ve separated pain from joy.
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I've been thinking about this story for a while and I think you'll be surprised by how this develops. Won't you stick around?
EDIT: I realize the prologue isn't too poke-centric, but this is a story that takes place in the pokemon universe. Pokemon will show up......and you'll be surprised.
Prologue
I haven’t shed a tear in fourteen years. The last time I felt sadness was the night my parents were killed right in front of my face.
When I was six, I saw through a crack in the door my dad bury his fists into my mother’s face. One punch after another, she cried for him to stop and one punch later her face became more unrecognizable a bloody mess. It was as if by demonic possession, my father had become host to this other persona, his face as well unrecognizable.
“Your death, Tammy. Your death is the only atonement!” he yelled and violently threw her against her night stand. My mother, with her face a canvas smeared with blood, tears, and pain, used of her final breaths to utter that when they married, her life, her heart belonged to him. And that now he could do with it what he pleased. With that, he pulled from his coat a gun.
“Edward, I love you so mu…” A loud shot finished her sentence. The devastating and final full stop that punctuated my mother’s life.
For the first time in a long time, my heart panged. It mercilessly beat against my chest. I twitched and shivered, I writhed internally, filled with something I had never felt before, at least never so strongly. And then the second shot sounded. Both my father and mother lay dead on the floor, having loved in life and having died at the hands of the most intense hatred. The deafening silence of the otherwise calm night and the absence of their loud voices was filled with a thunderous internal eruption of feeling. The vision became blurred and the ducts in my eyes began to overflow. And that’s the last I remember of that night. I don’t remember who found their bodies or who found me “weeping” over them. I don’t remember exactly what that pain felt like, only that I never want to feel it again.
I say that they were killed even though on the surface my father killed himself and his wife. But they were killed by the manifestation of negative emotions. The anger and sadness that caused this tragedy have rightfully been done away with now. Even before this defining moment of my life, pharmaceutical company, Enjoyce, had developed a synthetic neuron-inhibitor that damaged and blocked receptors in the brain linked to depression, rage, and jealousy. After a deluge of horrific events; increasingly deranged acts of violence, an outbreak of the most brazen theft, and a rash of teenage suicides that ravaged the hearts of this country’s people, Enjoyce’s drug was adopted at increasing rates. Never in the history of Kenta has a drug company been so influential in the shaping of our nation. I still remember the turning point of it all…
“We interrupt our regularly-scheduled programming to bring you an important message from Enjoyce Pharmaceuticals.”
“Hello Kenta.” A sincere face appeared on the screen, stark green eyes commiserating with the soul of every viewer and warm, flushed-red cheeks evidence of a large, beating heart. “My heart grieves along with yours over what this nation has become. The violence, the corruption, the greed, the loathing and the desperation of the human heart, it all has seemingly culminated in one of the most dire states of emergency this country has ever had to face.” His tone of voice was calm until this point, then it rose and became stronger. “And in this time of uncertainty, when you can no longer visit a public park with sound mind, when taking your children to day care and having them supervised by perverted individuals who would rob them of their innocence is no less a risk than leaving them home alone where you can’t be sure they won’t be killed in a violent forced entry of your home, what can be done?” His intense conviction flowed out through the inflections in his voice and the rising volume of his voice. “We can increase the police force until half the citizens have the power to arrest, but the root cause must be eradicated. The root cause is the negative emotion. It is what clouds the judgment of a man, makes him kill his own wife and then himself right in front of their child’s eyes. It is what you see in the eyes of the robber who will force you from your car at a stop light with his gun held to your face. It is what leads otherwise rational beings down the path of all manner of violence!”
A translucent overlay of jiggling biological molecules whirred across the screen as Redeal continued to speak.
“The root of emotion is the interaction of the chemicals in your body and mind.” On the overlay, molecules clashed and flashed bright red. “Certain interactions result from particular stimuli and produce particular emotions. Dophinimine regulates the interactions which cause you to feel depressed, loathsome, violent, and uncivil. Dophinimine is the cure for this nation’s disease because it attacks it at its heart….and that is yours…
Enjoyce is the fastest growing and by far the most successful global company in the history of the entire world. That day, that message from Redeal on the airways marked a change in tide and this country is a much better place to live because of what they’ve done. Post Dophinimine crime levels are almost infinitely smaller than before due to its wide adoption and prescription. Scientists have officially done what the artists said no one could: They’ve separated pain from joy.
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I've been thinking about this story for a while and I think you'll be surprised by how this develops. Won't you stick around?
EDIT: I realize the prologue isn't too poke-centric, but this is a story that takes place in the pokemon universe. Pokemon will show up......and you'll be surprised.
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