((OOC: Here is my intro. It starts from where everyone escaped, and will catch up to present time, day 2. Hope you guys like it =] ))
She knew today would be different. She could just feel it… the air seemed tense, ready to break at any moment. It was the day of the escape. She had heard a few of the other pokemorphs talking about a plan. She hadn't said anything to them, but she wanted out. ENTOURAGE had lied to her… they had told her they were going to give her a way to help her mother, but they had done surgery on her instead, and then locked her in a cell so they could study the effects of the surgery, and run tests on her development since the DNA combination, mainly focusing on her psychic powers, and her ability to shift between forms.
"It's been five years since they took me… it's time to get out of here!" She thought, sitting quietly on the small mat in the center of her room that they gave to her for meditation, which is what she was trying to do at the moment, though she wasn't able to let go of her thoughts as easily as she normally would've been able to.
She sat there, eyes shut, listening and pushing out her senses into the hallway, trying to hear or "feel" anything around her room. She felt something. Something was running down the hall, the vibrations from the footfalls were shaking everything in her room. Whoever or whatever it was, it was large, probably someone with the DNA of a Rydon or Nidoking, or something else that was just as large.
As whatever it was shot past her door, she was able to get a mental picture of what it was. It was a pokemorph, and just as she had thought, it was a Nidoking morph. She followed it with her mind, and watched it stop at a door just a little further down the hall, and the proceeded to rip the door from its frame. Looks like the time for escape was finally here. Within a few seconds of the door being removed, two other pokemorphs walked out of the room, and they all ran down the hall before a Persian morph got nailed in the face by a guard, who sounded the alarm a few minutes later, the morphs having escaped.
It was her turn. They had wanted her to develop her psychic powers, now it was time to show them what she could really do. Rising slowly from the floor, she switched into her full pokemorph, a Gardevoir, though a bit taller with striking blue eyes. She pushed herself off of the ground slightly, hovering like most of her species do. Raising her left arm, she moved her hand so that the palm was facing her door, and then she closed her eyes and focused on the hinges and the lock. After a second, she tapped into the powers of the Gardevoir she was fused with, and ripped the door out of the wall, pushing it into the hallway and wedged it in the middle of the walkway to the left of her room, making it impassable to anyone else, preventing anyone from sneaking up behind her.
Olivia then moved out of the room, her long white dress blowing slightly behind her as she glided. Once she was in the hallway, she used the door she had barricaded the wall with as a psychic anchor and pushed off of it, throwing her the opposite direction, down the hallway. She pushed and pulled on objects as she shot down the corridors to keep from hitting anything, moving so quickly that the air stung her eyes, which where entirely blue and glowed with the psychic powers she was using.
As she rounded the next corner, a group of four guards blocked her path, all of them were in half morph, two were Mightyena, another a Houndoom, and the last was a Weavile. She slowed, and the completely stopped, taking up a defensive stance. A minute later, the two Mightyena morphs switched into full morph and shot down the hall at her, but she was ready. She threw her hands forward and encased them in psychic energy, but they were still able to move toward her, the Dark attribute giving them the advantage against her.
"Do they honestly think that they can overwhelm me?" She thought, her eyes glowing a deeper shade of blue as she became more focused, and also a little angrier. She redoubled her efforts, and lifted both of the dogs off of the ground, slamming them into the walls a few times before hurling them down the hall at the other two guards, missing as they sidestepped the unconscious bodies.
The Houndoom moved next, releasing a large jet of flame out of it's mouth, condensing it into the move Flamethrower. Seconds before the flames reached her, she set up a barrier of psychic energy, commonly known as the move Protect. When the Flamethrower finally ended, the barrier fell, and before she could do anything, the Weavile morph was falling toward her, having jumped into the air just before the barrier fell, and when it landed, it started slashing at her with it's claws, leaving a series of long, shallow scratches down her left forearm, which started to bleed moments later.
"Ouch" She said dully while shutting her eyes and placing her right hand over the wound. When her eyes flashed open next, there was an edge to them that hadn't been there before. Olivia was really mad now, and her powers were being heightened by her rage. She sneered at both of them before throwing her hands out before her, throwing both of the remaining guards down the hall, slamming them into the wall and holding them in place. She tilted her head to the right, her hair falling away from her eyes, which seemed to burn and pulse.
"If there is one thing I hate, it's people like you two. Joining a cause where there are people being hurt, and you sit here and prevent them from leaving when they were kidnapped and brought here in the first place, which is what happened to me. Now," she said, slowly walking toward them, and as she did, the psychic pressure between the men pinned to the wall and her began to increase, pushing them against the wall harder, and cracks started forming from behind them, "I am going to leave this place. And no one is going to stop me. Understand that?"
"You'll never be able to leave!" The Houndoom yelled, though it sounded pathetic because of the pressure on his body. "They'll find you and bring you back here! You belong to them now. You'll never be free!" He gasped.
"I'll be the once to decide that," Olivia said, still moving toward them slowly. The cracks in the wall had become long and deep, the plaster and paint on the wall was chipping, revealing the cement beneath it, which was starting to crack as well.
"I think it's time I took my leave boys. It was fun chatting with you." She said, pushing against the wall now, instead of the men. The wall held for what seemed like a minute before exploding out of the side of the building, rocks and dust flying everywhere. The two guards fell to the ground right before the opening to the outside world.
Neither of them could see Olivia at first, but then they could make out two blue eyes shining through the dust, moving toward them. When she reached the spot where they lay, time seemed to slow for the two of them as she glided over them, staring into their eyes. Just before she reached the beach, she turned around, looking at the two of them again, whispering something which they heard a second later.
"Sleep well boys," was the last thing they heard before their eyes became heavy, and they fell into a deep sleep.
Olivia turned back to the shore, looking for a way off the island where the laboratory was set up, spotting a small rowboat laying upside down on the shore, just out of reach of the tide. She glided over to it, and picked it up using her telekinesis, setting it in the water. She climbed inside it and sat down in the center of the boat. Closing her eyes once more, she pushed herself, and the boat, away from the island before falling into a sleep-like meditation.
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When she opened her eyes again, she was laying on her side on the sand, the waves coming up the shore and washing over her legs. She sat up quickly, looking around the beach. It didn't look like the one she had just left, but she couldn't tell for sure. Sand was sand, and there wasn't any way to know for sure.
Standing up all the way, she was able to see better. There was a forest about ten yards away, there were rocks and sand dunes covered in small weeds and bushes between her and the edge of the forest. It looked the same in both directions. "Well… isn't this lovely? I escape from the blasted laboratory only to end up shipwrecked on what could possible be the exact same island. Yup. This is just perfect!" She steamed to herself. "Ugh… might as well get off the beach. It would be all too easy for someone to spot me out in the open like this," She thought, before proceeding to walk in the direction of the forest.
While she walked, she looked at the sky and took note at the position of the Sun. It was close to setting, so she would also need to find somewhere to hide for the night, and then hopefully find out where she was in the morning. She reached the trees roughly five minutes later, and decided that the best idea would be to stay within sight of the beach to keep an eye out for anyone wandering around, and so she wouldn't get lost in the forest, which seemed to get thicker and thicker the farther she looked.
She found a spot where three trees intersected, forming a little hollow in the branches just off the ground, and from the ground, she couldn't tell if anyone or anything was up there. It would be perfect… if there really was nothing up there. She climbed the tree closest to her and peered in. There was the remnants of an old nest, but it had long since been abandoned. It was better than she thought, and climbed inside, peering up at the night sky through the branches. Just before she fell asleep, she saw a Mothim and a Fearow shoot by overhead. She calculated their trajectory, and decided that tomorrow she'd head that way, hoping to meet up with anyone who had escaped with her.
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When morning finally came, she stretched and yawned loudly before opening her eyes. When she did, she came face to face with a Skarmory, and it didn't look too happy to have her there. She was still in full morph, and when the bird screeched, she was surprised she could understand what it was saying, though she didn't find it very tasteful to hear what it actually had to say.
"I'm reeaaaalllly sorry to have intruded… Let me just… get out of your way!" She said quickly before jumping from the nest and gliding to the ground. When she touched down, she looked behind her. The Skarmory was preparing what looked like Gust or something. She sweat dropped and decided to just run for it. It was too early in the morning to fight anything or anyone. She turned and ran for it, the wind created from the Skarmory pushing her from behind.
After having to go for a quick morning jog, she turned in the direction she had seen the two pokemorphs heading. Eventually the trees thinned as she got closer to the beach, and she saw the smoke of what was probably the remnants of last night's fire drifting above the trees. She decided it was best to stay out of sight until she could judge who they were, and what their motives were, so she climbed a nearby tree which had a view of the area around the campfire. There were seven people around the fire, some just waking up.
"Time to find out what they're like" She thought, and settled in for a long morning.
