I have decided to make a new fanfic and try to explain Cipher's original plans. This story is in first person view.
Chapter 1:
I was playing in the grassy meadow with my Oddish, a small blue ball-like pokemon with what looked grass on its head, when it happened. Three men in what looked like white armor threw a small green object into the meadow. When I realized what is was - a grenade- it was too late. My last consious memory of that day was seeing my first pokemon die.
Three days later after that event, I was in a preservation tank in a small room filled with gadgetry. I was missing most of his connective tissue, yet I was still alive. A man in a blue labcoat walked up to the tank filled with green ooze. His brown eyes glinted with evil as he told someone next to him, "Start the neural integration."
He just stood, admiring my will to live. He almost regretted what he was going to do as a mechanical arm inserted an injection into what remained of my left arm. As the mechnical arm was doing so, the scientist continually typed data on how I reacted to the injection. Slowly, over three days and several unknown injections, my arm grew back to original form.
During this time, I had completely awakened to find myself in up over my head in a green liquid. I struggled for air at first, but didn't have to. I then noticed an oxygen mask over my face. There was also machinery attached to my head, measuring my neural stability.
I couldn't talk, as my throat still hadn't been completely healed, but I carefully took in my surroundings. The men in the room were all wearing black labcoats with a giant red letter "C" on the back, except for who was apparently the head scientist. He was wearing a white labcoat.
The head scientist glanced at me, holding a small remote. When he pressed the button, all of the liquid rushed out of the tank. After being in the tank for so long, I had grown used to it. I felt like a magikarp out of water.
The scientist had a warm, old look in his eyes. He then said to me in a calm voice, "I'd like to show you something."
The man then walked through a dark hallway, and I followed suit...
Chapter 1:
I was playing in the grassy meadow with my Oddish, a small blue ball-like pokemon with what looked grass on its head, when it happened. Three men in what looked like white armor threw a small green object into the meadow. When I realized what is was - a grenade- it was too late. My last consious memory of that day was seeing my first pokemon die.
Three days later after that event, I was in a preservation tank in a small room filled with gadgetry. I was missing most of his connective tissue, yet I was still alive. A man in a blue labcoat walked up to the tank filled with green ooze. His brown eyes glinted with evil as he told someone next to him, "Start the neural integration."
He just stood, admiring my will to live. He almost regretted what he was going to do as a mechanical arm inserted an injection into what remained of my left arm. As the mechnical arm was doing so, the scientist continually typed data on how I reacted to the injection. Slowly, over three days and several unknown injections, my arm grew back to original form.
During this time, I had completely awakened to find myself in up over my head in a green liquid. I struggled for air at first, but didn't have to. I then noticed an oxygen mask over my face. There was also machinery attached to my head, measuring my neural stability.
I couldn't talk, as my throat still hadn't been completely healed, but I carefully took in my surroundings. The men in the room were all wearing black labcoats with a giant red letter "C" on the back, except for who was apparently the head scientist. He was wearing a white labcoat.
The head scientist glanced at me, holding a small remote. When he pressed the button, all of the liquid rushed out of the tank. After being in the tank for so long, I had grown used to it. I felt like a magikarp out of water.
The scientist had a warm, old look in his eyes. He then said to me in a calm voice, "I'd like to show you something."
The man then walked through a dark hallway, and I followed suit...
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