(Since I'm the itsy bit late, please excuse me going back in time to a few moments.)
Lily
There were Pokémon in this room of anticipation. There was fear, hopelessness.. power. The concoction snarled in the Pokémon's faces, and refused to let its binding let them out of their bondage.
"Lily!"
Two bright orbs of yellow snapped open with a dismembered grunt that sounded otherworldly among the restless bodies of countless other Pokémon in the room. The Liepard, Lily, let out a short sneeze of discomfort and attempted to readjust herself and remove her aching back from the stiff plank of colored wood beneath her. Perhaps a table of some sort? Nonetheless, her attempts were futile and her senses were slowly returning to her. Did someone call her name? Her eyes were open, yet, she was blind for the moment. At least, if blind was completely white. However, her suspicions of being blind left her as she blinked, and white faded to black momentarily, then returned.
Straps of some sort held her prisoner against the table she was faced stomach up on, and her forelegs were limp on her stomach, where there again, another strap looped around her paws and connected to the one around her stomach. More were looped around her thighs. "What is this?" She mumbled aloud, closing her eyes to shield herself from the harmful rays of artificial light above her. Lily relaxed, forcing herself to breathe, just as her trainer taught her.
Despite all of this, a white scarf was still wrapped around Lily's neck, but that didn't bring too much comfort. 'Despite all of this, I'm still prisoner to humans. I don't have any freedom, but isn't this what captivity is like? My life was perfect up until this, why was it taken away?' She asked herself, but she did not give herself the relief of an answer.
Her hair stood on end as people, humans, began to enter the room, and Pokémon all around her screeched and burned with anger and fear. Lily didn't give the humans the liberty of success, and she remained quiet and still despite hearing the pained and fearful squirms of the kin she had right next to her. 'In this world, my friends, none of us have the right of freedom, and I was defiant against my trainer, I suppose this is a fitting end to my antics. Oh how I wish I had more time with her... the one who taught me so much..." Lily thought, already anticipating her end as the mysterious scientists loomed over her still body.
"Is this one dead?"
"I don think so. Her breathing is shallow, but that just makes it easier for us. Less painful for us mentally too, I'd imagine. Haha, since she's being so good, might as well praise her for it."
There were two scientists, but when one placed an icy cold hand on her back right paw, she suddenly got angry. Her eyes snapped open in rage and hissed wildly at the scientist, managing to extend her claws enough to draw blood from his hand. He cussed as Lily lost control of her breath. 'Don't you dare touch me you filthy being! That foot was healed many times by a gentle hand, and I don't want you ruining that!' She thought to herself.
The wounded scientist grabbed her tail and tugged on it roughly, causing her to let out a screech of discomfort. "Oi, was that necessary? Just knock her out already." The other scientist scolded.
Lily knew she done herself in when a mask was placed over her nose and she had to breathe in the mysterious, foul smelling particles that were in there. The world around her began to fade, and with an unwilling heart, she resisted the urge to slip into sleep and forget the events of the past minutes. Sweet release... maybe she can atone for her sins by letting it got black... and so she did.
To her dismay, Lily aroused once again at the sharp sounds of the Pokémon around her fighting with something. An odd sensation raced through her veins; fire burned in her eyes and heart as she recognized her incredible new strength. She realized that, even through her release had only felt like seconds, it must have been much longer that she was under the influence of the drug. The two scientists were gone, presumably running from the savages in the room, or at least she assumed that the other Pokémon had the same procedure done on them, so she would imagine that they all had quite the maniacal sensation roaring at them. With a start, she noticed her precious yellow fur had dirtied into a deep black, and her luscious purple to an icy blue.
"What."
Only one word could escape her mouth as she teared up in slight fear of what was happening to her. With a brave shake of her head, and anger boiling through her, Lily twisted to the side and broke her bonds with fair simplicity. However, she could only manage a sitting position; her hind legs. What was wrong with her hind legs? They didn't respond in the slightest to any movement- especially upwards. With a quick moment of intelligent thinking, she thrusted her elbow beneath the soft part of her lower belly and forced her lower back up with the upwards motion of her front legs. She then took a brief second to stare at her surroundings.
A Rufflet, members of the Lucario Line, and Umbreon and Leafeon.... countless others were breaking free from their prison and none of them looked... normal.
On the table next to her laid a tiny, black and grey Vulpix who's eyes were plastered open in apparent fear. 'They worked upon a hatchling?" Lily thought in rage. The table was somewhat slippery, but she managed to run forwards and attempt to leap across to the table. Unfortunately, her hind legs prohibited that movement, and she ended up clawing herself up onto the ledge of the Vulpix's operating table. "Are you ok?" She asked, easily swiping the bonds away from the Vulpix's chest and legs, and gently nudging it to it's side and picking it up by its's scruff, protectively holding it close to her chest in order to quell it's shivering fear, it was then that she saw the dismembered, red tail laying strayed away on the table next to the kitten, and the Vulpix's was missing a tail.
Cinq
She wasn't given a name, however sad it might be. There was one Swanna in that dark cage that one night, who said her hope had diminished to Ashes, but it spread to her. Her name was Ashes, Ashes the Vulpix.
The cold, hard table was very uncomfortable, but she was unfortunately familiar with it. She had been pinned down before to be given shots for something. Mama Swanna said that they would poison her and make her die, but that was almost a week ago. She was still alive. However, despite her ability to open her eyes, Ashes refused to do so. The squealed pains of other Pokémon muffled all other sounds, and her terrified body continually shook on its own track.
She can't quite remember how long it was that she kept her eyes closed, but when the humans came in, Ashes remembered opening them to stare in the face of her captor. Her face was pretty and round, completely free of any signs of wrinkling, and her hands were kind and gentle. She spoke in the Vulpix's ear softly, but this all made her agitated. "Stop, stop. I don't like that." the kitten mewled in protest, trying to kick out against the woman. She giggled and placed a cold hand on her stomach.
"Don't worry little one" or something like that. Well she was helpful.
Ashes focused on the lights above her, listening to many other Pokémon cry out in protest and fear. The anticipation was so thick, you could cut it cleanly with a knife. Bright lights shone overhead brilliantly, just like the sun as Mama Swanna described it. But Mama Swanna was free now. She said that the last day when the humans took her out of that musty, dark cage. She was free and going to be with the rest of the Pokémon whose blood spilled and stained the stanched in that dark room. That's what she said.
Ashes bets she alright, living happily. Maybe she'll see her again sometime.
It was sudden, but violent screeche erputed all around her sensitive ears and the screams of pain and fear rang throughout the room as a small, clear mask was lowered on to her face. Ashes' eyes grew wide, and she mewled and squirmed against it, but her attempts ended in weariness and tiredness.
"Maybe this is where Mama Swanna went." She told herself, but the screams didn't help.
The world faded to black. The last thing she heard was the screams of terror.
Seconds later Ashes woke up, but there was a stinging agony at the base of his tail that coursed through his body every time his heart pumped, and he wanted it to stop. Tears welled up in this pain, and he was frozen in fear. The screams of agony repeated in his head incessantly, torturing his mind. But he couldn't hear anything else. The world was...
It was silent.
The bright red alarms that glowed in his face didn't make a sound. The Pokémon fighting around him didn't make noise despite their movement and mouths. It was strange, but his head repeated the sounds of despair. It was fairly sudden, but his table shook as a Liepard struggled to clamber her way to him. It was odd, as his paws were black, and his fur was grey, but the tears blurred his vision. Ashes, seconds later felt himself being freed from his bonds and the Liepard was picking him up. She was so warm... comforting... it seemed alright until he noticed a sliver of red to his right. He twisted his head curiously.
There, on the table, was a red Vulpix's tail. Ashes' tail.
He threw up.
((Please excuse Cinq's lack of detail, I tried to make it look as if it's actually his perspective, and since he's so young, I thought some details would be excluded from his brain. Also, for clarification, Ashes was a female Vulpix who was experimented on, but after the procedure, she became male and Lily will rename him Cinq after he is unable to express and say that his name is Ashes due to his deafness. I'm excited to role play with you guys!))
And no, the male pronouns are not typos.)
