Dreamverse Stories [Pokémon One-Shots]

Silent Screams

Starts off semi-third person then first person. After the beginning it goes straight back into third person.

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The quiet sound of beeping was the only thing that would fill the room, amethyst eye's blinking open the girl slowly looked around the room, instantly becoming aware of the metal cuffs on her wrist that attacked her arms to the armrest, the same can be said for her legs currently stuck against the chair leg.

She was vividly aware of what was going to happen, despite being locked in the soundproof room, the only other thing there was a shiny Eevee locked in a cage in the corner of the room, wires attached to the pokemons body.

Now who is this girl? or better yet, who am I?

I'm- I don't know who I am, the scientists here call me Subject 1283. That or something along the lines of 'the longest living specimen. From the snippets of information I've heard spoken around me, I'm apart of a experiment attempting to give Human's the same powers as pokemon.

I honestly don't know anything outside of this lab, as far as I know I've lived here my entire life. Then again, the drugs sometimes mess with my memory, I know I'm missing chunks of information in certain places in my mind. But it doesn't matter anymore, everything is pretty much becoming a blurr.

Subject 162 is the shiny Eevee in the cage over there. She was apart of the turning pokemon into shiny pokemon experiment. After surviving successfully, they decided to use the Eevee in.. my experiment. They are trying to extract her powers away and give them to me.

I call the Eevee Flemeth, she's really all I have. She is my only friend. She doesn't deserve this anymore then I do. We're either going to die from these experiments or be killed.

Either way we aren't leaving alive.

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Silent Screams

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The sight of a Raven haired girl was all that could be seen looking into the large window that went front the lab into the pretty much empty room.

Soft breathing as scarred arms remained tightly wrapped around that if a Shiny Eevee.

There were loud noises coming from outside the room, causing the black haired girl to stirr, wincing as she pushed herself up, blinking her eye's open.

The door to the room opened, to which the girl looked up, her eyes on the man with the white lab coat and gloves walk in with a metal Cart, following shortly after was a Alakazam.

Things always happened so fast, mixing into a blurr that would ultimate be forgotten or mushed together with the other similar memories that played in the teens head.

She was only awake a moment before Psychic energy covered both her and the Eevee, the Pokémon letting out a squeak of surprise as she was uruptably woken up only to be shoved into a cage in the corner of the room that was attached to a Machine, wires almost immediately put into her as the teen still remained held still by the Psychic type.

She couldn't be bothered to yell out, scream, cry. It she felt too emotionally and psyically dead.

"Give 162 the blue liquid there." A feminine voice said from outside the door. One glance at the window would reveal a light skinned blonde haired open with pale blue eyes. She wasn't really dressed for a lab aside from a pair of black gloves. She held some sort of liquid in her hand, shaking it around slightly in distaste.

"You mean the-" the dark skinned man in the lab coat started as he gestured to his Alakazam, which caused the black haired teen to be uruptably put into a metal chair that was in the middle of the room, watching the scientist carefully as he grabbed said blue liquid and had taken out a needle, turning his back away from the girl and successfully blocking her view.

"I know what it's called, I just don't give a shit." The blonde spoke defiantly, placing the liquid in her hand down beside her. "Give 1283 the green one, I have a good feeling about this one."

"That's what you said last time Bethany, all you did was suceed in killing 1304." It was sickening really, how casually they spoke of the people and Pokémon in the lab used for experimenting. There were always screams echoing down these halls.

"I'm aware, but I like subject 1283, she's good luck." There was a hint of sarcasm lacing the blonde's tone as she spoke, seeming to signal that it was time for the scientist to shut up.

The scientist of course didn't reply, instead turned back to the raven haired girl, sticking wired to the girls skin before injecting the strange experimental liquid into her skin.

Before both him and his Pokémon left the room.

It was dead silent, both Bethany and the scientist silently watching the raven haired girl as she squinted her eye's shut, waiting.

It was only a few moments before her skin felt ablaze. On the outside nothing could be seen, but on the inside it felt as touch her skin was on fire. A unthinkable feeling of being burned alive, being able to feel all the pain of being set on fire but being unable to die.

Almost instantly the raven haired girl began screeching, the pain just as unbearable as the last time she was injected with such a drug.

It was unthinkable and unbearable and it wouldn't end.

There was talking happening behind her screams, though she couldn't focus threw ally he pain, her throat stinging from the pain as she squeezed her eye's shut as tight as she could.

A few moments, that felt like a hours passed before another Needle was injected into her neck, her screams dying down as she fell into a unconcious sleep, the pain still there but feeling too tired to scream.

The only thing she heard was the words "Thank you." Coming from the voice belonging to the pale eye'd blonde.

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Word Count: 1018

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