Retribution's POV
I looked around but didn't see anything. I tried to move, but my arms, body, and legs were stuck. I looked down and saw pale flesh...human flesh. The sense of dread hi me like a truck, and I struggled more to get out, or wake up, but I couldn't/ Just like every other memory I was cast into, but I didn't stop struggling until I heard the creak of the cell door open. Then he walked in and all I felt was dread as he went to the table filled with surgery items.
"You know why I am still alive to plague your memories of my Pit" he said and I sighed
"You cursed me didn't you" I said eyeing the tools warily
"Actually I didn't curse you to be plagued with torture, nor Kronos, but first your friends did as they died, each of them cursing you for not being there to help them, and then your father, cursing you for not being a loyal enough son to your friends and family when you were lost in your blood-lusted rage" Tartarus said and I felt a tear slide from my face, and I looked at the ground and then a molten-red hand lifted up my chin "I want to see you die in this dream, I want to see the light fade from your eyes before you wake up in your cursed new world that I cannot reach other than though your memories." I looked down and saw a molten-red in my waist, buried to the hilt, and then the pain hit me and I screamed. It felt like I was being burned alive in the river Styx and the Phlegethon together. I screamed as it burned me alive from the inside and then the air left my body and I felt the pain averted for a split second before reappearing as a long gash from my left shoulder, across my chest, and to my thigh. I tried to keep it in this time, but a whine still escaped and I growled at the pain and helplessness that I felt.
He cut and cut and cut until I was barely feeling my soul and humanity left in my body and I was covered in blood and knew that I looked like a gory mess. I let it loose, I cried for my old life, my old friends, my lost life. Then I felt a pain in my heart and I looked down to see a large, red, pulsing sword sticking out of my chest to the hilt.
I woke up with a start and I found myself in a Pokemon center, and I growled lowly at the fact that someone heard or saw what happened and brought me here. I looked at myself, and breathed in slight relief at the fact that I was normal again, with my tail and everything attached. Then I noticed that I was once again covered in recent cuts that had been bandaged, and they littered my entire body. My arms, legs, body, neck, and feet were covered in bandages. I got off of the table and used my powers to see if anyone else was in the rooms near me, and I felt four presences behind the dark window, and they were asleep...good. I went to the back of the room and pushed open the door with my head, and quietly padded through the building and down to a lower level of the place.
I walked around searching for a room as the bandages falling off as I moved around. I searched for a Pool room, a arena, something I could use to get rid of the tension I felt, and heal in private. After a little longer I shed the last of the bandages, and walked into the last room in the lower level I was on. I didn't know which one though, and I mentally smacked myself. I hard earth powers. I sent a small vibration through the ground and saw that I was three levels under the surface, and the bandages where throughout my entire walking path. I smelled water, and I didn't care where I went as I ran, but I ran. I ran and fell into the water and I let it heal me and cleanse my cuts to scars once again, and I felt my muscles relax and re-energize and I groaned in satisfaction and comfort. I stayed there for a while and eventually I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up I heard cheering above me and I groaned and slowly got out of the water before going back the way I came and picking up the bloodied bandages as I went, and as I picked up the last one. I noticed that I couldn't feel anyone in the room anymore. I threw away the bandages using my psychic powers and went looking around. I walked until I felt people and I found them in the main waiting room lobby, so I went over to it and looked inside to see that everyone was watching the screen in amusement and awe. There was a hiss as the door opened causing everyone to look away from the screen and towards me in confusion. Then horror, and I figured that it was because of the scars all over my body, and I growled as one stepped closer to me in a gesture of kindness, but stopped as they heard my warning. I went around everybody and went to the back left corner of the room before curling up in the corner and using my powers to make a large metal box over me with a sheet of one-way glass.
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