Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Rejected ❯ Defective Repeat ( Chapter 4 )

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CHAPTER 4: DEFECTIVE REPEAT
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I stood there, lying on the cold, cold floor, covered with wounds.

I tried not to fight... I really tried to... but I was always released in the middle of a battlefield with the choice to hurt or to be hurt... and those stupid Pokemon... they would never, ever listen to me... never, ever...

I slowly stood up, a thin crimson veil covering most of my body. I had received a lot of punishment... and I mean, a LOT of it. First, there was this Houndoom, then that Mightyena... and finally, this Tyranitar.

That stupid nameless trainer got all his badges and we're now in another arena... a very large arena.

The blue ceiling, the sky, was visible above and a large structure was visible on the highest part of the spectators stand, large flames burning in the strange contraption...

The Pokemon League... this was Plateau Indigo, the place from which the Pokemon League ruled humanity.

"Why aren't you attacking?!? USE PSYBEAM!" ordered the nameless trainer.

No, I would never fight for you... never, ever.

"Tyranitar! Finish him off! Crunch!" ordered the other trainer.

I turned to face the green dragon-like Pokemon... "Why are you doing this? I don't even want to fight..."

"Pokemon obey their trainers." stated the Tyranitar.

To obey... is that all Pokemon ever said? I was only freed for battles... and all that the Pokemon I seen ever told me that they were obeying orders, for they were trained Pokemon...

"Half-Mew! Dodge it!" ordered the nameless human.

The Tyranitar dashed foward. I closed my eyes and braced for the impact. Whatever you do, mindless slave... Your attack won't hurt me. To the one whose mental pain has reached it's climax, physical pain doesn't matter much...

SCRUUUUUUNCHLLL!!!

I felt a sharp pain as the powerful Pokemon bit my right shoulder. For a second, I tought he would bite it off... but he didn't. On another hand, my bones were indeed crunched and a gigantic cut was formed by the monster's teeth.

The Tyranitar backed away from me... and then, I stood there, as if unnaffected, letting the blood flow out of the open wound...

I hoped for an expression... any expression... I wanted him to question my actions or to show disgust... or just to be happy for his victory... but there was nothing. His eyes were empty... as empty as Derlank's eyes were after Death had squeezed all life out of him.

Dead... all those Pokemon were... dead... I was surrounded by the dead. Their bodies still carried on... but the souls were gone...

Suddenly, everything begun to turn around me... and I felt incredibly dizzy. I knew that I had lost a lot of blood and that the wound was very serious... and as such, I knew that I would faint... and faint, I did.

As I collapsed, the familiar and relaxing sleep of unconsciousness greeted me... and I greeted it like an old friend... but the sleep was soon replaced by the cold sleep of the pokeball. Not even in my moments of non-consciousness was I allowed to live by myself...

...

Bright... so bright... I can't see...

Huh? Now I can see... and altought it is quite blurry, I can still see.

I stand in a strange room... and altought it is similar in structure to the old room I had in the Defect Center, it feels radically different.

I seems to be on an elevated part of the room, a table of some sort... a table made of a blue rock of some sort. The floor is solid and made of purple rock. The walls are made of that same strange rock and so is the ceiling.

There is a small window from which daylight enter... but unlike the window in my old room, this one is weird... the amount of daylight that flow out of this window is completely, totally astounding! The entire room is so bright...

... and then, there's those two hidden figures. I can't see them clearly... I can't even identify their shapes... but I feel... safe... I feel... happy.

"Do you like your new home?" asked one of the figures... it's voice was feminine and full of care and love... in fact, the voice eased all of my worries and made me forget about everything but it...

Then, I felt something petting my head... and I felt even happier...

Spontaneously, unable to control myself, I meowed... "Mew!"

The figure with the female voice giggled... and then, I felt as if what was petting my head was doing it again... and I begun to pur...

Puuurrr... purrr... purrr...

Yes, continue to pet me... I like it... purrr... pur... ? Huh? What?

I felt the texture of what was petting me changing... and this forced me out of my sleep.

I turned to face a Chansey. She was smiling, passing her right hand behind my ears, petting me like a human would pet a common Meowth...

"So... you're awake..." it slowly stated.

My eyes widened as they adjusted to the light in the room. This room was so very bright... the walls... all white...

As for myself, I was standing in a bed... I had heard Derlank speak of such places... I was in a Pokemon Center, a hospital for Pokemon. This means that the injury I received from the Tyranitar must have been worse than espected...

"You're so tense... you seem so worried... relax, you still need to recover." said the Chansey.

"I have to get out of here... I have to escape..." I slowly whispered to myself.

"I have pretty good hearing. I heard that! Why would you want to escape?" she stated, as she stopped petting my head.

I turned to face her. "I must fulfill my promises..."

"Whatever you promised to your trainer. You still need to recover." she said.

I instantly felt anger rise... but I knew it was useless... but altought I could suppress it, the Chansey, amazingly enough, had still sensed the hatred rise in my heart as my body became so tense that my nerves had turned to stone...

"Wha... what's wrong? Relax! Stay calm!" she said, worries showing in her eyes...

"I have promised Cherlie that we would escape together..." I stated.

"She is your trainer?" she asked.

Why do Pokemon think that we only think of the one who had enslaved us?... oh, I forgot. Of course! They only think that we think of trainers since they only think of trainers themselves!

"Cherlie is a Minun..." I slowly stated.

"A Minun? Your specie... doesn't look to fit quite well with a Minun but well... hormones lead to strange mixes sometimes..." she said.

I tried to stand up... but both a sharp pain to my right shoulder and the Chansey stopped me.

"Look at yourself! You're in no state to run around!" she stated with authority... but with care still in her voice.

She stared at me for a while... and then smiled. "You know... news travel fast when spreaded by Chanseys. Tell me who is that Minun and where she is and I'll spread the news. She'll hear about you, I'm sure..."

I closed my eyes. Heh! Would she understand? Love is not seen very well... and neither are Defects. How will she react if she hears that I'm in love with a Defect? She'll never accept to spread the news to the Defect Center... but then again, what could happen at worst if I told her, beside her refusing? Not much...

"As I said... her name is Cherlie and she is held at Pallet Town's Defect Center..." I explained.

The Chansey's eyes widened. "What? The Defect Center? You must mean: Pokemon Center!"

"No!" I replied. "Defect Center. Cherlie is a Minun Defect."

The Chansey stood there in shock... and then she grinned. "So... you're an ex-Defect, right?"

I turned to her. Well, how obvious was it? After all, how many Pokemon ever went to the Defect Center without being Defects?

But then, she wasn't really especting an anwser... "So you were cured and she was not... well, I know about it since I once was a Defect, myself."

I raised an eyebrow. What? Her, a Defect?

Seeing my expression, the Chansey smiled, guessing that indeed, I had not suspected that she might have been a Defect. "You see... I was genetically engineered by humans. I was born with psychic powers... and a permanent force field that deflected pokeballs. I'm happy I'm rid of those powers. I can now be a good Chansey, like all my friends."

I stared at her... "So... you were a Defect once... so you must understand, right? Spread the message! She must know that I still live and that I will go and look for her as soon as possible!" I urged.

But Chansey... just remained there. "You are a Pokemon, she is a Defect. Forget about her. She is a monster, unworthy of you. You shouldn't care about her any longer."

I interrupted her right there. She is NOT going to call Cherlie a monster! She just won't!

"I DO care! She is the most important person in my life! I'm NOT going to break my promise to her!" I stated.

I never noticed a small black flame that errupted from my left-most toe on my right foot... but Chansey noticed it...

"Oh... great Ho-oh... oh poor Pokemon..." she whispered.

I raised an eyebrow, yet again. "Poor Pokemon?"

"You have been tainted... Well! I know! I can help you restore your soul..." I interrupted her again.

"My soul is whole. Purification doesn't work on those who are in the Darkness of their own free will." I stated, coldly.

The Chansey was now frowning. She stepped away from me... "You are... one of those Dark Pokemon! A souless monster!"

Look who's speaking! I, souless? Who is telling me to forget about Cherlie merely becease that she cannot be trapped and becease I can?

"Souless beings have no emotions! I can feel!" I almost yelled.

"Yes... but only anger, hatred..." she replied.

I stared deep into her eyes. I seen the stupidity... I seen the stupid fear of the unknow that is so characteristic of the ignorant. The fear of what is not know... what a stupid fear! Why don't you try and learn unstead of trapping yourself in a psychological prison?

"Then tell me why... tell me why I love her." I stated.

The Chansey made another step backward... "Love? You... never... and anyway, you're a Pokemon. Pokemon mustn't love."

This time, when I stood up, the Chansey didn't attempted to stop me. I stared at my right shoulder... it was covered in bandages... but the pain had subdued.

"Where am I?" I asked.

The Chansey didn't anwsered... she stood there, staring at me, terrified...

"Where am I?" I asked again... but this time, more threateningly... altought not intentionally.

"Pallet Town Pokemon Center. You remained unconscious for a full month after that injury... it was a really bad one... I tought you'd die... but if I knew I would have saved a monster..." she said.

"Your body is beautiful..." I begun. "But your soul is ugly from your misconceptions and injustified hatred."

I turned toward the wall... beyond it lies Pallet Town and the Defect Center where Cherlie awaits my arrival...

"You can't escape. There is heavy security at the entrance and..." she couldn't finish her sentance.

"I do not need to go there. I will make my own path." I interrupted.

All of my hatred... all of my anger... I gathered it in a sphere and then, I used my hand to spread it on the wall... and slowly, the wall dissolved. I wanted to move foward but... the beauty... it paralysed me... I couldn't move... I just stood there and watched the heavenly sight in front of me...

Everything... was so bright. Grey rock seemed to expend beyond my line of sight and buildings of all colors, sizes, and designs covered the sea of grey in a seemingly chaotic way... but a secret order could be found if I studied it long enough...

Everywhere, humans stopped to gaze at me... to gaze at the kitty who made a hole in the wall... and I was captivated by the humans. I had never, ever saw this many humans all at once before...

Then, there were those strange covers of green covering the boundaries of the town. Beautiful green objects of all size and shapes... altought smaller than the buildings and in a more compact way. The hidden order was much harder to see as well... and hidding in the green miasma, soul signatures of Pokemon... more signatures that I had ever seen...

The outside world... this was... the outside world... it was so... beautiful...

I stood there and slowly, tears of happiness flowed out of my eyes. I stood there... staring at the vision for what seemed to be an eternity... and slowly, the Chansey approached me...

She stood next to me... "Are you... alright?" she asked.

The emotion... I couldn't keep it in... "It's... it's... so... beautiful..."

I cried and cried... my dream... it stood before me... The outside world was so beautiful... so inviting... All I had to do is step foward... but then, I became afraid. What if... I damaged it? What if this delicate dream was destroyed by my Dark Powers? By my unstoppable rage?... no... I must not harm this world... I promised Minun I would never harm the innocent...

I stood there... I don't know how long I stood there but then, I heard a voice behind me... a voice that sounded like the nameless trainer's.

However, I did not hear it. I stepped foward, entering the outside world... and the voice grew louder and more harsh.

I made a second step foward... and then another... and then, I stood, into the outside world. I turned to the sky and smiled, tears still flowing out of them. The sky... it was so blue... so... unreal... and yet real at the same time...

I want to share this with Cherlie... she MUST see this world... this beautiful world this is our own.

I want to be in this world. I want to be free. I want to explore it... I do not want to be trapped in arenas or prisons anymore!

"Half-Mew! Return!" called the nameless human.

I turned toward the human. You will not remain my dream. Not this time.

I raised my hand and the pokeball was crunched by the force of gravity, causing the red beam to simply rebound off me for the pokeball itself was destroyed.

"Wha... WHAT?!?" said the human, staring at his destroyed pokeball.

Serve yourself right. I turned around... and the humans were gone... well, the humans I saw, anyway.

Large metal boxes had formed a circle around me and many humans were pointing strange objects toward me... for some reason, those objects awakened a nameless fear in my heart...

"Good thing you arrived, Officer Jenny!" called the nurse and caretaker of the Pokemon Center.

She was standing next to the blue-haired human, next to one of the metal boxes...

"Yes, we were lucky a civilian phoned us, telling us that a dangerous Pokemon was escaping. Such a Pokemon must be owned by an experienced and able trainer. We are lucky it didn't do anymore damage or harmed anyone." she stated.

I am SICK, SICK of being considered an animal! SICK OF IT!!! Why do they ALWAYS assume that I'm an animal?!?

"Huh? LOOK OUT!" screamed the officer, jumping away from the incoming wave of Darkness.

I didn't knew why I did it... but my anger gathered all by itself and formed a gigantic explosion. The humans were sent flying backward, the metal boxes were torn apart and flung about, the ground below me was destroyed forming a cratter...

I stood there, as if in a trance... and then, when I got out of the trance, I was floating above a large cratter and metal boxes were all over the ground. Many humans stood there, half-ripped apart by the powerful Dark Power that had came out of me... and I realised I had yet again harmed innocents. I have broken my promise...

I slowly dropped down, staring at my hands... and I could already see it... the blood of the innocent... all over my hands... yet again.

Why? Why now? Why when I had reached the outside world, when I was about to help Cherlie escape?

"Hahahahaha..." laughed a feminine voice... the voice was strangely beautiful... but also also cold, cruel, merciless.

A figure hidden beneath a black cloak and wielding a gigantic scythe about twice it's size was floating in front of me...

For some reason, I knew instantly who was this figure... it was... Death...

"Hehehehe! So the kitty gets his first taste of freedom, heh? Enjoy it while you still can!" with that said, Death disappeared as suddenly as she had appeared...

BAAAAM!!!

I felt a sharp pain in my back. I spun around... and saw the nameless trainer, staring at me in disbelief... or rather, at something under me.

I turned to look at what he was staring at... he was staring at a replica of my pokeball...

I turned to face him again... to see him throw a pokeball at me! No! I will let myself be caught!... NO! The ball! It's too close! I won't be able to dodge or block it...

SLAAAAM!!!

It slammed right into my face and it hurts!... then, the pokeball fell off. I frowned, staring at it... the pokeball capture had failed...

Which means that...

"This can't be... he turned back into... a Defect?!?" said the trainer.

New humans had gathered around me. Unlike the last ones who had surrounded me, those new humans wielded giant metal tools... and I had the feeling that it was going to hurt...

"Remember! Neutralize him! Do not kill!" said the leader.

Large beams struck me and in seconds, I felt my consciousness being overcome by pain...

...

Slowly... I opened my eyes... and I seen someone in front of me...

Her beautiful eyes... her long, cute ears... her blue cheeks... her perfect curves...

"Cherlie..." I whispered.

She smiled and cried, both at the same time... tears of hapiness...

"I missed you..." she said.

"I'm sorry..." I begun, looking down. "I... failed you... I broke my promise."

She placed grabbed my head and placed it in a way that I would be staring into her eyes... "It wasn't your fault... and I'm just glad that you're back..."

She hugged me... and then I closed my eyes. I felt the muddy floor and the cold wall... I could see the almost absolute lack of sunlight... the Defect Center had no changed... at all...

It was frozen in time... as it had always been...

There were no toughts of escaping... no toughts of anger or frustration. I finally understood what Derlank meant... what he meant when he said that life as a Defect was better than life as a Pokemon.

Compared to the arenas of the Pokemon League, the Defect Center appeared as a haven to me...

May the experiments come! May the pain arrive! My feelings... my memories... my soul... I prefer to keep them than to be in a fake hapiness, than to be the mindless tool of a human.

Slowly, the light faded and night set in... and altought the tears progressively stopped coming... we remained like this.

"I broke... my promise..." I whispered...

"No... you did not..." she replied.

I stared into her eyes. Of course I had broken my promises. I did not escape with her, I betrayed her feelings...

"I left you..." I stated.

"Mewlt... Do you feel... the warmth?" she asked.

If I feel it? Of course I do! She is the very reason I broke out of the Pokemon Center, the reason I did reached for the city's depths and didn't escaped into the sky...

"I never stopped feeling it." I anwsered.

She smiled sweetly. "Then... you kept your promise."

I wondered... was the sky like her eyes during the night? Did the night sky an infinite black covered with endless stars of untold beauty?

As I stared into her eyes, I begun to feel tired... and slowly, I drifted into sleep.

One last tought appeared in my mind howver, before I fell asleep... I found it ironic how I always longed to be outside... and finally, in the end, chosen to return inside just becease of a single female... truly, life is strange...

And then, there's always the fact that I'm back to start... back to being a Defect in this Defect Center... or is it? I saw the sky... I saw the outside world... and now that I have tasted freedom, the humans will never be able to erase this hope from my heart, never, ever.

Let my journey start over! I don't care! I won't give up! Someday, I and Cherlie will walk the outside world, together!

=TO BE CONTINUED