The Vagabond.

Chapter 19: Power surge.

Krash looked down at the lifeless body of the scientist that just came into the room, tilting his head in curiosity.

He turned his look over to his paws, staring at the symbols that were etched onto his palms. He smirked smugly.

The power he just felt, the aura that he had just ripped out of that man's body, was now coursing within his own, entwining.

They mixed together, making Lucario feel revitalised and as good as new. A new form of regeneration? Looks like he's not restrained to the deities' help.

After the initial surge of vitality had faded, he was left staring at the human. Though, he swiftly turned his head over to the open door to his left.

It was left wide open, enticing him to just walk through it and wreak havoc all around him... It was his chance at scaring the life out of humans...

But as he reached his paw out towards the door, intending on widening it even further, it suddenly snapped shut and locked itself.

Heavy bolts slid inside the doorframe, tightly locking the doors in place and trapping Krash inside the lab.

At first, he began banging on the door and outright punching it, but when he realised that his efforts were fruitless, he stopped before he could cause any harm to himself.

And when wanted to have a look around, he heard a hissing noise escaping from the ventilation inside the room.

In the blink of an eye, a pink mist began entering the place, flooding it entirely and lingering in the once clean air.

Lucario took a deep breath of it, and as he did so, he began choking. The mist entered his lungs and filled them completely, making him struggle for breath even more.

But he could never breathe, as when he tried, he only inhaled more and more of the gas. It gathered inside his body like water, choking him to death...

He choked, and he cried, and he gasped for air, until his body finally gave out and fell to the ground. 

His body fell limply to the ground, his eyes beginning to water and slowly close; the lack of oxygen was beginning to knock him out.

The last image he could see was that of the feet of a white lady, her slender and long legs standing before him.

She leaned down to inspect him, grabbing him by his aura receptors and giving them a hard tug, dragging his head up to her face level.

On it, was a simple mask, the same one that surgeons use. Even though half her face was obscured, the sly smirk on it was still distinguishable. 

"Sleep tight. We just want you for your insides either way..." Were the last words that he heard before succumbing to the pink mist.

Lucario's eyes were closed, his brain ceasing to function due to the lack of oxygen. And yet, he could still feel something prodding at him.

First, were gentle squeezes and feels, ones that felt like the fingers of humans. Were they just poking at him?

Then came the sharp blade, as it easily cut all the way from his chest and down to his abdomen. His skin was forcefully pulled away...

And then they began ripping out everything inside him, like a flock of wild Mandibuzz that didn't have their meal in years.

Strangely enough, it wasn't pain that Krash was experiencing. More like... gentle nips and nibbles, with some touches in between.

However, his eyes flew open at some other sensation. And when he did wake up, he wasn't in any lab or surgery room anymore.

He was back in the void. Again. This time facing Sol and Luna, who decided to bless his eyes with their presence.