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Neo Groudon [Warning PG-13 Mild Violence and Language]
This is my first fanfic since joining PC. I've been working on it for months and it might not make sense at the beginning but bear with me i'm coming up with chapter 2 soon.
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Chapter 1: Rebirth
"Cold… so cold…"
I do not remember how long I've been here or why I am here. My mind is a jumbled mix of memories. Flashes of my life and of someone I don't know.
I remember being born from the depths of the volcano and when I first saw light. I remember Eve and me being taken in the dark of night.
"These memories are so...conflicted." It's as if I've been living two lives but just realised it.
I feel unfamiliar with this body, and yet, I recognise it at the same time.
"It's so, confusing."
Throughout the course of the next few days, I slip in and out of consciousness. Each time I awaken, I discover something new about my body. My nails are sharper than usual. I feel like I could smash through anything with these nails. They have a greyish tinge to them and feel inhuman. My human teeth are no more. Instead, I have razor sharp fangs. Oddly enough, as sharp as my teeth are, I can't bite through my cheeks –not that I want to- because they've become insanely hard. My eyesight has improved a great deal than the way it was in my memories. In contrast with the rest of my body, my hands, feet, mouth and feel abnormally warmer.
I start to explore my surroundings rather than my own body. I realise I am in a cylindrical container of about the length of two of my arms stretched out wide. My surroundings are white in colour. Everywhere I look, I see the same bright white light. I realise that every thirty seconds, I am sprayed by a white substance coming from somewhere in the container. It irritates me, but I feel weak and powerless afterwards.
My body feels slightly irritated. I can feel something. It feels like something is poking into my skin. I open my eyes and needles affixed to long wires jabbed into most parts of my body. I slowly become aware of a small beeping sound every few seconds. Outside, I hear whispered conversations being held. If I focus intently with my eyes, I can break through the white mist and see outside. Men with white coats dart to one corner of a giant cavern. I slowly lose interest and drift back to sleep -partly because of the white spray.
Suddenly, I'm jerked awake. The surroundings are no longer white but are now a dull metallic colour except for the front, which is covered by a thick glass pane. I walk forward slowly on the cold hard floor, the wires and needles are ripped out of my body, the wounds heal instantly. I stare through the glass and into the room outside, I see dozens of men in white coats running around frantically. A dull red light illuminates the room. I can hear them talk.
"You blithering idiot! Why are the backup generators taking so long to switch to the mains?!" says one of them while shaking the body of another one vigorously.
"I...I... I don't know!" he splutters. "It's not my job, sir. The boys down in Tech are supposed to deal with these eventualities." He cries nervously.
I realise that the situation is critical. I understand their words from my memories, like I'm relearning everything i used to know. Encountering something new seems to jolt something in my memory. Instinctively, I pull back my hand, and it glows red-hot. I ball it up into a fist and smash it into the glass with surprising speed.
The glass shatters into a million pieces. I step out into the room, my feet melting the floor beneath me. Between me and the rest of the room, large metal bars protrude from the ground to the ceiling. It feels just like a jail-cell. The men are yelling at one another, and a few that I didn't notice a moment ago run to the bars all the way from the back of the room.
They are wearing different clothes than from the other people: a brown shirt and black trousers with a sideways eight insignia pinned onto their shirt collars. They take from their pockets a small black and white balls, which soon expand. They press buttons in the middle, and red lights shoot from the balls. Two four legged creatures stand where the red light was before.
Understanding the perilous situation I'm in, I grip the steel bars tightly. Heat flares from within my body and into the bars. The bars melt away leaving molten stumps. Before the men in brown react, I'm gripping one of them by the neck and throttling him. The other creatures are spewing flames onto my body from their mouths, it slightly stings but my attention is completely focused on my intended target. I throttle the man some more, but suddenly, a deep voice, low and sadistic, growls inside of me.
"Kill him...They imprisoned us. It's time for revenge...."
A part of me stops, shocked at this new voice, but my body reacts sooner. My fingernails grow into inch long claws, metallic in colour, and for a brief second my hand, the one I'm using to throttle the man, grows bright red-hot. The man's throat is incinerated, and his head rolls away, leaving his body to slump to the ground. The voice takes over and simply growls, "Wimp."
I brush away the creatures that I recognize as Pokémon and turn my attention to the humans. The man in brown speaks into a black box attached on his shoulder. There is a note of urgency in his voice. I ignore the man and chase after the escaping people in white coats They look like easy pickings. I feel impassive at the murder of the man, I should be feeling at least some sort of emotion but now, I'm not in control.
My body is reacting on its own. I'm running down the corridor with a malicious glint in my eye. My fangs glint as I give a wicked smile and tear down the corridor at superhuman speeds, incinerating the humans behind me or ripping out their throats. A few in brown try to oppose me with their Pokémon but I mow through them ripping out their throats as they progress. After a while, I notice a group of men running down one corridor, one of them stumbles, I race forward eager for blood. The person turns to face me, and I stop.
It is a girl. I feel like I know her but, her name eludes me. Her hair is shoulder length, brown, and streaked with silver. Her eyes are a shade of green, and she's wearing the same white coat as the men before, with a black shirt and skirt underneath. A sideways eight insignia is stitched on her coat collar.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Kill her!" The voice growls.
Yet, I cannot bring myself to murder her. I roar in anger and jump over her. I catch one word before I jump.
"Phaiel?'" she whispers.
I smash through the steel double doors as if they were made of paper. There are men in brown guarding the area outside. I slaughter them straight away. They are only trained for outside attacks, but I feel no mercy. I slump to the ground to catch my breath. The voice seems to have deserted me.
On a signboard near the side of the road, I read 'Neo Groudon Research and Development- a subdivision of the Infinity Conglomerate'. The voice appears at the back of my head again.
It says,"Now you know'".
This is my first fanfic since joining PC. I've been working on it for months and it might not make sense at the beginning but bear with me i'm coming up with chapter 2 soon.
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Chapter 1: Rebirth
"Cold… so cold…"
I do not remember how long I've been here or why I am here. My mind is a jumbled mix of memories. Flashes of my life and of someone I don't know.
I remember being born from the depths of the volcano and when I first saw light. I remember Eve and me being taken in the dark of night.
"These memories are so...conflicted." It's as if I've been living two lives but just realised it.
I feel unfamiliar with this body, and yet, I recognise it at the same time.
"It's so, confusing."
Throughout the course of the next few days, I slip in and out of consciousness. Each time I awaken, I discover something new about my body. My nails are sharper than usual. I feel like I could smash through anything with these nails. They have a greyish tinge to them and feel inhuman. My human teeth are no more. Instead, I have razor sharp fangs. Oddly enough, as sharp as my teeth are, I can't bite through my cheeks –not that I want to- because they've become insanely hard. My eyesight has improved a great deal than the way it was in my memories. In contrast with the rest of my body, my hands, feet, mouth and feel abnormally warmer.
I start to explore my surroundings rather than my own body. I realise I am in a cylindrical container of about the length of two of my arms stretched out wide. My surroundings are white in colour. Everywhere I look, I see the same bright white light. I realise that every thirty seconds, I am sprayed by a white substance coming from somewhere in the container. It irritates me, but I feel weak and powerless afterwards.
My body feels slightly irritated. I can feel something. It feels like something is poking into my skin. I open my eyes and needles affixed to long wires jabbed into most parts of my body. I slowly become aware of a small beeping sound every few seconds. Outside, I hear whispered conversations being held. If I focus intently with my eyes, I can break through the white mist and see outside. Men with white coats dart to one corner of a giant cavern. I slowly lose interest and drift back to sleep -partly because of the white spray.
Suddenly, I'm jerked awake. The surroundings are no longer white but are now a dull metallic colour except for the front, which is covered by a thick glass pane. I walk forward slowly on the cold hard floor, the wires and needles are ripped out of my body, the wounds heal instantly. I stare through the glass and into the room outside, I see dozens of men in white coats running around frantically. A dull red light illuminates the room. I can hear them talk.
"You blithering idiot! Why are the backup generators taking so long to switch to the mains?!" says one of them while shaking the body of another one vigorously.
"I...I... I don't know!" he splutters. "It's not my job, sir. The boys down in Tech are supposed to deal with these eventualities." He cries nervously.
I realise that the situation is critical. I understand their words from my memories, like I'm relearning everything i used to know. Encountering something new seems to jolt something in my memory. Instinctively, I pull back my hand, and it glows red-hot. I ball it up into a fist and smash it into the glass with surprising speed.
The glass shatters into a million pieces. I step out into the room, my feet melting the floor beneath me. Between me and the rest of the room, large metal bars protrude from the ground to the ceiling. It feels just like a jail-cell. The men are yelling at one another, and a few that I didn't notice a moment ago run to the bars all the way from the back of the room.
They are wearing different clothes than from the other people: a brown shirt and black trousers with a sideways eight insignia pinned onto their shirt collars. They take from their pockets a small black and white balls, which soon expand. They press buttons in the middle, and red lights shoot from the balls. Two four legged creatures stand where the red light was before.
Understanding the perilous situation I'm in, I grip the steel bars tightly. Heat flares from within my body and into the bars. The bars melt away leaving molten stumps. Before the men in brown react, I'm gripping one of them by the neck and throttling him. The other creatures are spewing flames onto my body from their mouths, it slightly stings but my attention is completely focused on my intended target. I throttle the man some more, but suddenly, a deep voice, low and sadistic, growls inside of me.
"Kill him...They imprisoned us. It's time for revenge...."
A part of me stops, shocked at this new voice, but my body reacts sooner. My fingernails grow into inch long claws, metallic in colour, and for a brief second my hand, the one I'm using to throttle the man, grows bright red-hot. The man's throat is incinerated, and his head rolls away, leaving his body to slump to the ground. The voice takes over and simply growls, "Wimp."
I brush away the creatures that I recognize as Pokémon and turn my attention to the humans. The man in brown speaks into a black box attached on his shoulder. There is a note of urgency in his voice. I ignore the man and chase after the escaping people in white coats They look like easy pickings. I feel impassive at the murder of the man, I should be feeling at least some sort of emotion but now, I'm not in control.
My body is reacting on its own. I'm running down the corridor with a malicious glint in my eye. My fangs glint as I give a wicked smile and tear down the corridor at superhuman speeds, incinerating the humans behind me or ripping out their throats. A few in brown try to oppose me with their Pokémon but I mow through them ripping out their throats as they progress. After a while, I notice a group of men running down one corridor, one of them stumbles, I race forward eager for blood. The person turns to face me, and I stop.
It is a girl. I feel like I know her but, her name eludes me. Her hair is shoulder length, brown, and streaked with silver. Her eyes are a shade of green, and she's wearing the same white coat as the men before, with a black shirt and skirt underneath. A sideways eight insignia is stitched on her coat collar.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Kill her!" The voice growls.
Yet, I cannot bring myself to murder her. I roar in anger and jump over her. I catch one word before I jump.
"Phaiel?'" she whispers.
I smash through the steel double doors as if they were made of paper. There are men in brown guarding the area outside. I slaughter them straight away. They are only trained for outside attacks, but I feel no mercy. I slump to the ground to catch my breath. The voice seems to have deserted me.
On a signboard near the side of the road, I read 'Neo Groudon Research and Development- a subdivision of the Infinity Conglomerate'. The voice appears at the back of my head again.
It says,"Now you know'".
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My next chapter should appear soon, or tonight. I would appreciate if someone at least gave me a comment.
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