Trans Terminus Homo
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Sergey blinked, looking around. He had no idea what happened... no idea where he was. Hell, for a moment he wasn't sure who he was... but at least that last one was only temporarily. He looked around again, trying to reckognise... something... anything,
"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Creator of Destruction
Mysterious Lab
The foremost scientist—a elderly man with greying hair, icy blue eyes, and a pair of round glasses—approached a desk roughly 3 feet off the ground, with a control panel of sorts.
"Well, I'm pleased to find that the vectors have taken full effect. Anything in-between would've been dangerous," he commented. "But enough about that; I think we should start modifying Subjects 1A and 1B. You're free to pit the others against each other at your own discretion."
With that, he hit a couple of buttons, and two tank doors opened. The scientists, accompanied by various Pokémon, snatched away their inhabitants: a Bagon and a Solosis.
The rest turned their attention to the other Pokémon.
Jon's eye flashed open. The first thing he noticed was how unreal everything felt. The second thing he noticed was that he didn't have a mouth.
"What the hell?!" he demanded, emitting a shrill, soundproofed beep.
edited 1st Jan '17 12:06:33 AM by DeceptivelyHonest
Those who have no right to wish are quick to cause destruction.
Alex's eyes snap open and dart around, taking in her surroundings.
"Hey! Lemme outta here! And.... why do I feel so.... fluffy?"
She glances down at herself.
"What in the name of Xerneas?! Hey, scientists! Let me out or I'll Pound you all!"
She attempts to bang on the glass of her tank.
edited 2nd Jan '17 11:31:47 AM by BlackSocks
Creator of Destruction
Seiko got up at the flash of the lights.
"What the fuck's going on?!" he screamed.
To his dismay (but not surprise), no one gave him any heed—let alone answers. Everything about him felt alien. The Charmander beat the walls of his tank for well over a minute, then used some critical thought.
I could just melt it...
He noted that he was the only Fire-type among all of them.
He watched as they carried away a couple other Pokémon before turning their attention on the group.
Not good...
As the scientists pried open the other cell doors by hand, he readied himself—despite lacking even the faintest idea of how to use a Fire-type attack. He assumed it was like talking, but with certain incendiary glands instead of vocal cords.
He spewed out a burst of fire that melted his cell like butter. It was easier than he expected.
Why the fuck didn't I do that sooner?!
Some of the scientists fled in fear. Others sent out their Pokémon.
Great...
He ran across the room, spitting flames at whoever tried to approach him.
He reached a few other cells and burned right through them. With each attempt, he got a better idea of how little time he needed to spend in order to do so.
He moved more and more quickly as the once-snide scientists—who'd just glared at them in contempt, thinking themselves in control of the situation—called for backup.
"We've got a security breach! Get down here and do something!" one of them snarled into the radio.
A few captive Pokémon fought back against them—and got beaten down in the process. Others followed him. They reached a door—presumably their way out.
He emitted a constant stream of fire to deter any of their would-be captors while the others got the door open.
Those who have no right to wish are quick to cause destruction.
Creator of Destruction
It all happened so quickly.
Jon turned his attention to the Charmander that had melted his cell.
He mused to himself as he followed him across the room, Well, he's obviously in a similar state of distress.
He internally grimaced at the sight of the Pokémon who wasted their time trying to kill the scientists, instead of trying to find an exit.
He flew around, dodging their adversaries. They eventually reached a door. None of the Pokémon could open it. It was probably locked, as well.
Well, there's a start.
He flew at it as quickly as he could manage. The door got dented. He tried it again.
It got deeper each time.
He wondered why the Charmander wasn't helping.
Oh. Well, then. he reflected as he saw it provide literal cover fire.
He eventually decided it'd be best to just wrench it to pieces. He used his claws, but he quickly realized—as the scientists advanced on their position—that it wouldn't be enough.
The other test subjects would have to help.
Those who have no right to wish are quick to cause destruction.
Alex screams with adrenaline as she bounds across the lab. Since she ran and leaped a lot as a human, and Buneary is bipedal, she has a basic idea of how to move.
Door, door, gotta break the door!
Alex leaps at the door and attempts to Pound it with her leg.
"Hiiiyaaaaa!!"
Perhaps she watched a few too many martial arts movies as a child....
edited 4th Jan '17 12:53:29 PM by BlackSocks
A door opened. Lights flickered on. The first few Pokémon awakened.
The lab was cold. Each Pokémon was trapped in a stasis tank. The eyes of pitiless scientists glanced at them with mocking satisfaction.
Those who have no right to wish are quick to cause destruction.