Blackout Tests
The conversation had really slowed down after that question. After another deep breath, he continued with his explanation. "They're insane," he started in a low voice. He was talking as though he didn't want anyone to hear, which confused me.
"Why's he talking so low and monotone?" I thought.
I decided to not pay any attention to it. Didn't seem like a big deal. I was confused though as to what he meant by that sentence. I found myself asking him, "What do you mean?" He was now out of sight from the hole. He had moved out of view so that he could lay against the wall behind him. "Their tests are "bizzare"...and cruel...only, they test them without a care," he said, now in a more quiet voice. I turned slightly and asked, "What do you mean cruel? What kinds of tests are being performed here?"
He gave a faint low laugh and said, "Anything that could alter DNA or the evolutionary path. Splicing, altering evolution, untested viral seirums, and anything in that catigory." I almost laughed myself. He knew some big words for such a small guy.
I asked, "They do those kind of experiments?"
He simply said, "Yes, they do." I didn't believe him. "How would you know?" I asked with great disbelief. There was a long pause until he finally responded, "Because, I'm in their experiments too, obviously."
"Well, what are thy doing to you?" I asked. Another long pause. He started again. "My tests," he began, "would most likely fall under evolutionary altering."
Now I had gotten confused again. "What exactly were your tests?" I started to ask. He gave a short sigh and said, "'DSTS' stands for 'De-Evolutionary Stone Test Subject'." For a second, I hadn't understood what he had said, as though what he had said was completely unbelieveable. All that came out of my mouth was, "...what?"
He gave another sigh before explaining. "They have created what they're calling the De-Evolutionary Stone. The goal was to create a stone that can basically reverse evolution. Why? I have no idea. All you need to know is, I was Test Subject #3. They brought me into a room, had some guy take a colorless crystal looking stone and chuck it at my head, and I blacked out. Hurt like hell. When I woke up, I was a Pichu. Basically, I was a Pikachu, but after the test, I'm a Pichu," he concluded.
For a while, I sat there and just let my mouth sort of fall open in shock. My eyes had widened to the size of tennis balls. I was just stunned that they could actually do that kind of stuff. From the look of where I was, I wouldn't even have believed they had running water, let alone rocks that can mess with our evolution. He could tell I was really shocked. He said, "Told you. It's unbelievable that they can make stuff like that, isn't it?"
I then said, "This place doesn't even look like it could house anything high-tech!"
I heard him laugh.
"You think the entire facility looks like this?" he started, still laughing slightly. "Entire facility"....There's more?! I thought, still listening to him explain. "This...all this....it's for show. This room was made to look as though we had been brought to a torture chamber, so we wouldn't know what they were doing to us. It still is a torture chamber for the most part, but thats not all it is. I saw one room, full of computers and high-tech equipment. They're messing with us! They're trying to break us. Do you get it?"
He was finally in view of the hole. He had looked me straight in the eyes for that entire explanation. I could tell he was being serious now. "So what does-"
Before I could finish my question, the door at the end of the room opened. Through the door came those 2 guys from before, including the one that had hit me. I stared at them with a look of hate, especially towards the black-haired guy.
"He's the one that hit me..." I thought, still staring at him.
To my surprise, he came right over to my cell, and opened the door. He looked at me with the same look I gave him. I was expecting another blow to my face with the back end of the gun, but instead, he just unhooked my chain from the wall, and held it in his hand, firmly.
He then said in a slightly deep grim voice, "Time for your tests." A dark smile ran across his face as he said that. The only thing that ran across me though was a cold shiver down my spine. Just the way he had said that, added with the stories that Sparks had told me made me feel quesey, like I would throw-up.
He then yanked on the chain, attempting to lead me out of the cell. A thought to run crossed my mind, but then I thought of the consequenses.
"He could hit me again, or even shoot me..." I thought, still running over my options.
I didn't have much time to think because at that moment, they made the decision for me. He pulled the chain with great force and dragged me out of the cell. It wasn't very comfortable, as my had head crashed into the thick concrete floor without even the slightest warning, and then I was dragged across it. I tried to stand, but they were walking at a fast pace and everytime I attempted to get up, I would just fall flat on my face right back into the stone cold floor. I finally just gave up trying to stand and just laid there as they dragged me through the door and into a hallway.
The hallway looked the same as the room did. Rusted stone walls and floor, rusty lamps hanging from the celing with dim flickering bulbs, and the same cold temperature. Did he lie? I thought, taking a good look at the new enviroment. Still dragging me, they walked down the hall, passing many doors along the way. I really wanted to know what was behind them, but I knew I would never find out.
They went through another door leading into another hallway, only this one had some other humans. They were all dressed in white coats and they carried papers and many other objects that I wasn't able to identify. I saw a few other Pokemon being led into rooms as well, and the same thought crossed my mind each time I saw one: "I wonder what's gonna happen to them..."
Finally, after what seemed like forever, they stopped at a door. This gave me ample time to stand up and brush off what little dirt I could. I looked ahead of me to check for the reason we had stopped.
They were at another rusted door, only this one had some kind of lock in which they had to scan some kind of card to open it. There was a wierd buzzing noise and then they opened the door, threw me inside, and shut it. Yet again, I landed on my face, right on the hard ground. I was getting sick of this. My nose started to bleed again, so I wiped it off. It wasn't as bad as when I had been hit with the gun, but it still hurt badly. My biggest concern at that moment, though, was to figure out where they had brought me.
I took a look around the room. It was pretty much like the cell, only bigger and minus the bars. The room was a rectangular shape and was lit by a long, dim, flickering lamp hanging from the ceiling. There wasn't much to the room. On the other side of the room, lay a Bulbasaur, not badly beaten like all the other Pokemon I saw, but still beaten. He sat there, staring at me with a blank expression.
I looked to my right and saw what looked to be like a large mirror. It was strange looking though because it had a yellowish tint to it, and I could swear I saw movement behind it. Next to it, another door leading to who knows where.
There was another human in the room. He wore a white coat like the ones I'd seen in the hallway, but was much older looking, and much taller. He had thin glasses perched on the tip of his nose. The 2 guys left when they threw me inside so it was just me, that Bulbasaur, and this creepy scientist.
The scientist finally looked away from the papers he was reading, and looked at me. He studied me for a second, peering through his glasses with a strange gaze. Finally, he reached over and grabbed my tail, then continued to study that for a while.
"Why the hell is everyone yanking my tail!? I swear, just one more..." I thought angrily, giving an evil stare towards the scientist. He didn't notice.
Finally, he let go of my tail and went over to the papers, scanned them quickly, layed them on a desk he was standing next to, and walked through the door next to the mirror. I caught a quick glimpse of what was behind the door. For the first time, I saw a room that didn't look the rooms I had seen so far. It was cleaner and well lit, with brighter lamps lighting it. I felt warmer air blow over my body once he opened the door. I enjoyed every second of it, as I had not felt any warmth since my arrival to this place.
He came out after a few minutes, and went over to his papers, but didn't pick them up. Instead, he stood by the desk and started to watch me. I knew that the test was starting. Then, he raised his hand, like some kind of signal, and then lowered it. I was very nervous. I had no idea what was supposed to happen or what was going on. All this pressure started to give me a small headache.
I was expecting something to rip out of my body or for me to suddenly go blind...but nothing happened. Moments went by, but nothing happened. I looked over at the scientist. He was watching me very anxiously, like he was expecting the greatest thing ever to appear. Then I got an idea. This was my chance to get a laugh outta this entire experience. I was gonna toy with him, mess with him, do anything to piss him off.
I started simple. I scratched my head where my headache was growing. He looked pretty mad once I did that. He then stormed back through the door, and I heard him yelling, "All he did was scratch his head! Increase the intensity now, or your all fired!" He came back out, stomping his feet loudly, and returned to his original spot.
Once again, he watched me with the same expression on his face. My headache was now getting worse, mostly because all the screaming he did echoed really loudly throughout the empty room and it hurt my ears.
I looked over to where the Bulbasaur was, and I started to laugh once I saw him. He had layed down and was now sleeping. That was the most enjoyable part about being here so far. But it didn't last long. The second he saw me laughing at the napping Bulbasaur, he became enraged and stormed over to the door once more. It was a funny site, as he had started to go balistic and was threatening everyone in the room with their jobs once more. He then went back to the same spot yet again.
Now I started to realize something was wrong. My headache just kept getting worse, and I was having headaches more than I usually did before I came here.
"These experiments must be tied to my headaches some how..but how?" I thought as the headache increased.
As it got worse, I started to put my hands on my head and grab in a desperate attempt to stop the pain. The scientist was now becoming overjoyed, like a kid on Christmas. He signaled his hand in an upward motion, which I guessed it meant to increase whatever he was talking about earlier. Just as before, the headache increased, causing pain to now flow down my body. I was now on the floor, still clutching my head, my eyes closed tightly. As it got worse, I could feel myself getting more and more tired, knowing that any minute, I would lose all consciousness. Finally, the pain became too intense, and everything faded into black.Chapter End Notes:Kay, next chapter will be up soon
"Why's he talking so low and monotone?" I thought.
I decided to not pay any attention to it. Didn't seem like a big deal. I was confused though as to what he meant by that sentence. I found myself asking him, "What do you mean?" He was now out of sight from the hole. He had moved out of view so that he could lay against the wall behind him. "Their tests are "bizzare"...and cruel...only, they test them without a care," he said, now in a more quiet voice. I turned slightly and asked, "What do you mean cruel? What kinds of tests are being performed here?"
He gave a faint low laugh and said, "Anything that could alter DNA or the evolutionary path. Splicing, altering evolution, untested viral seirums, and anything in that catigory." I almost laughed myself. He knew some big words for such a small guy.
I asked, "They do those kind of experiments?"
He simply said, "Yes, they do." I didn't believe him. "How would you know?" I asked with great disbelief. There was a long pause until he finally responded, "Because, I'm in their experiments too, obviously."
"Well, what are thy doing to you?" I asked. Another long pause. He started again. "My tests," he began, "would most likely fall under evolutionary altering."
Now I had gotten confused again. "What exactly were your tests?" I started to ask. He gave a short sigh and said, "'DSTS' stands for 'De-Evolutionary Stone Test Subject'." For a second, I hadn't understood what he had said, as though what he had said was completely unbelieveable. All that came out of my mouth was, "...what?"
He gave another sigh before explaining. "They have created what they're calling the De-Evolutionary Stone. The goal was to create a stone that can basically reverse evolution. Why? I have no idea. All you need to know is, I was Test Subject #3. They brought me into a room, had some guy take a colorless crystal looking stone and chuck it at my head, and I blacked out. Hurt like hell. When I woke up, I was a Pichu. Basically, I was a Pikachu, but after the test, I'm a Pichu," he concluded.
For a while, I sat there and just let my mouth sort of fall open in shock. My eyes had widened to the size of tennis balls. I was just stunned that they could actually do that kind of stuff. From the look of where I was, I wouldn't even have believed they had running water, let alone rocks that can mess with our evolution. He could tell I was really shocked. He said, "Told you. It's unbelievable that they can make stuff like that, isn't it?"
I then said, "This place doesn't even look like it could house anything high-tech!"
I heard him laugh.
"You think the entire facility looks like this?" he started, still laughing slightly. "Entire facility"....There's more?! I thought, still listening to him explain. "This...all this....it's for show. This room was made to look as though we had been brought to a torture chamber, so we wouldn't know what they were doing to us. It still is a torture chamber for the most part, but thats not all it is. I saw one room, full of computers and high-tech equipment. They're messing with us! They're trying to break us. Do you get it?"
He was finally in view of the hole. He had looked me straight in the eyes for that entire explanation. I could tell he was being serious now. "So what does-"
Before I could finish my question, the door at the end of the room opened. Through the door came those 2 guys from before, including the one that had hit me. I stared at them with a look of hate, especially towards the black-haired guy.
"He's the one that hit me..." I thought, still staring at him.
To my surprise, he came right over to my cell, and opened the door. He looked at me with the same look I gave him. I was expecting another blow to my face with the back end of the gun, but instead, he just unhooked my chain from the wall, and held it in his hand, firmly.
He then said in a slightly deep grim voice, "Time for your tests." A dark smile ran across his face as he said that. The only thing that ran across me though was a cold shiver down my spine. Just the way he had said that, added with the stories that Sparks had told me made me feel quesey, like I would throw-up.
He then yanked on the chain, attempting to lead me out of the cell. A thought to run crossed my mind, but then I thought of the consequenses.
"He could hit me again, or even shoot me..." I thought, still running over my options.
I didn't have much time to think because at that moment, they made the decision for me. He pulled the chain with great force and dragged me out of the cell. It wasn't very comfortable, as my had head crashed into the thick concrete floor without even the slightest warning, and then I was dragged across it. I tried to stand, but they were walking at a fast pace and everytime I attempted to get up, I would just fall flat on my face right back into the stone cold floor. I finally just gave up trying to stand and just laid there as they dragged me through the door and into a hallway.
The hallway looked the same as the room did. Rusted stone walls and floor, rusty lamps hanging from the celing with dim flickering bulbs, and the same cold temperature. Did he lie? I thought, taking a good look at the new enviroment. Still dragging me, they walked down the hall, passing many doors along the way. I really wanted to know what was behind them, but I knew I would never find out.
They went through another door leading into another hallway, only this one had some other humans. They were all dressed in white coats and they carried papers and many other objects that I wasn't able to identify. I saw a few other Pokemon being led into rooms as well, and the same thought crossed my mind each time I saw one: "I wonder what's gonna happen to them..."
Finally, after what seemed like forever, they stopped at a door. This gave me ample time to stand up and brush off what little dirt I could. I looked ahead of me to check for the reason we had stopped.
They were at another rusted door, only this one had some kind of lock in which they had to scan some kind of card to open it. There was a wierd buzzing noise and then they opened the door, threw me inside, and shut it. Yet again, I landed on my face, right on the hard ground. I was getting sick of this. My nose started to bleed again, so I wiped it off. It wasn't as bad as when I had been hit with the gun, but it still hurt badly. My biggest concern at that moment, though, was to figure out where they had brought me.
I took a look around the room. It was pretty much like the cell, only bigger and minus the bars. The room was a rectangular shape and was lit by a long, dim, flickering lamp hanging from the ceiling. There wasn't much to the room. On the other side of the room, lay a Bulbasaur, not badly beaten like all the other Pokemon I saw, but still beaten. He sat there, staring at me with a blank expression.
I looked to my right and saw what looked to be like a large mirror. It was strange looking though because it had a yellowish tint to it, and I could swear I saw movement behind it. Next to it, another door leading to who knows where.
There was another human in the room. He wore a white coat like the ones I'd seen in the hallway, but was much older looking, and much taller. He had thin glasses perched on the tip of his nose. The 2 guys left when they threw me inside so it was just me, that Bulbasaur, and this creepy scientist.
The scientist finally looked away from the papers he was reading, and looked at me. He studied me for a second, peering through his glasses with a strange gaze. Finally, he reached over and grabbed my tail, then continued to study that for a while.
"Why the hell is everyone yanking my tail!? I swear, just one more..." I thought angrily, giving an evil stare towards the scientist. He didn't notice.
Finally, he let go of my tail and went over to the papers, scanned them quickly, layed them on a desk he was standing next to, and walked through the door next to the mirror. I caught a quick glimpse of what was behind the door. For the first time, I saw a room that didn't look the rooms I had seen so far. It was cleaner and well lit, with brighter lamps lighting it. I felt warmer air blow over my body once he opened the door. I enjoyed every second of it, as I had not felt any warmth since my arrival to this place.
He came out after a few minutes, and went over to his papers, but didn't pick them up. Instead, he stood by the desk and started to watch me. I knew that the test was starting. Then, he raised his hand, like some kind of signal, and then lowered it. I was very nervous. I had no idea what was supposed to happen or what was going on. All this pressure started to give me a small headache.
I was expecting something to rip out of my body or for me to suddenly go blind...but nothing happened. Moments went by, but nothing happened. I looked over at the scientist. He was watching me very anxiously, like he was expecting the greatest thing ever to appear. Then I got an idea. This was my chance to get a laugh outta this entire experience. I was gonna toy with him, mess with him, do anything to piss him off.
I started simple. I scratched my head where my headache was growing. He looked pretty mad once I did that. He then stormed back through the door, and I heard him yelling, "All he did was scratch his head! Increase the intensity now, or your all fired!" He came back out, stomping his feet loudly, and returned to his original spot.
Once again, he watched me with the same expression on his face. My headache was now getting worse, mostly because all the screaming he did echoed really loudly throughout the empty room and it hurt my ears.
I looked over to where the Bulbasaur was, and I started to laugh once I saw him. He had layed down and was now sleeping. That was the most enjoyable part about being here so far. But it didn't last long. The second he saw me laughing at the napping Bulbasaur, he became enraged and stormed over to the door once more. It was a funny site, as he had started to go balistic and was threatening everyone in the room with their jobs once more. He then went back to the same spot yet again.
Now I started to realize something was wrong. My headache just kept getting worse, and I was having headaches more than I usually did before I came here.
"These experiments must be tied to my headaches some how..but how?" I thought as the headache increased.
As it got worse, I started to put my hands on my head and grab in a desperate attempt to stop the pain. The scientist was now becoming overjoyed, like a kid on Christmas. He signaled his hand in an upward motion, which I guessed it meant to increase whatever he was talking about earlier. Just as before, the headache increased, causing pain to now flow down my body. I was now on the floor, still clutching my head, my eyes closed tightly. As it got worse, I could feel myself getting more and more tired, knowing that any minute, I would lose all consciousness. Finally, the pain became too intense, and everything faded into black.Chapter End Notes:Kay, next chapter will be up soon