Chapter 3: Everlasting Burns

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I grabbed my head in with my hands and moaned from the unending pain.

I barely managed to open my eyes.

I was in a cage.

A very small cage.

I panicked however as I saw my reflection in a mirror placed at the door of the cage.

I couldn't believe my reflection.

I feebly crawled to get closer, then felt a grief take over.

I was... A Riolu.

A Pokemon.

I didn't need to hit myself.

I was in enough pain as it was to realize this wasn't a dream.

"Lu! Riolu!"

I was shocked to not hear my own voice anymore.

"Well hello Damian. How are you today?" a woman's voice asked.

The cage door opened and a pair of thin, pale arms entered the cage.

I was pulled out of the cage and was being carried by a brunette haired woman wearing safety goggles and a lab coat.

"Okay. I'm just gonna do some tests here."

I was placed on an operating table, surrounded by other people in lab coats.

"Is it him though?" Lewis asked.

"Only one way to find out. Damian, I am Doctor Gregory. Can you spell my name into the table? Here. Use this paint."

I put my paw into the black bowl of paint.

"Just write Greg if you want," the man added.

"RI... Riolu!" I replied.

I looked at my paw, then came up with an idea.

I simply smeared the paint all over the table instead of rather writing his name.

One woman wrote on a clipboard.

"He may be suffering a bit of memory loss. His intelligence may have decreased."

Lewis stepped to the table to confront me.

I looked into his eyes with a hard stare.

"No... He's faking. Its definitely Damian. Do something else," Lewis retorted.

"Hmm..."

Doctor Greg pushed one of those shape cubes that babies use, along with five different shape blocks.

I tried to pick up the cylinder, but remembered I no longer had opposable thumbs.

I picked it up and looked at the baby toy.

My gaze locked onto the only steel door in the room.

No one was leaving or entering the door.

"Please don't run. We'll use force. Just cooperate," one of the scientists said.

I had half a mind to use my new Pokemon strength to pound Lewis' face in.

I growled as I purposefully put the cylinder into the square hole.

"Yes. I do see your point Lewis."

"Exactly. Any Pokemon would know how to do that!"

'Damn.'

"Let's try one more thing so I can prove it."

Lewis removed my phone from his pocket and twiddled with it.

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