A pair of big brown eye's opened up. An Erie white light flooded the room. He pressed his hand to his head. He could see his appearence in the reflection of the glass tube he was in. He had a long orange tail a pair of small, but powerful wings, and a pair of antenea sticking from his head. A doctor in a white lab coat entered in with a grin. She knocked on his tubing filled with liquid that kept him sedated, and under control. He looked to her. She was the woman who had been doing experiments on him for months. He use to be a human boy. He was a dragon pokemon trainer. It was during his journey's that he'd come up on Team galctic working with team rocket in order to form the perfect human/pokemon hybrid.
Team rocket thought it would be powerful. Team galactic said pokehuman metamorphasis was the next step in the human evolutionary chain.
The woman knocked on the glass again causing him to become alert. "Wake up Zentite. His name was Zentyu...or at least it used to be before they spliced his Dna with his poor dragonites. The experiments they did to dragonite were cruel, and inhumane the constant blood, and tissue sample they took all without aestetics. All the while telling him if he didn't endure it his trainer wouldn't survive. However Zentyu didn't learn this truth until they were spliced together, and he was able to access dragonite's memories.
"Look alive Zentyu. You have a new friend. Another one has survived." He couldn't see well from here, but it was definately a female. He couldn't see what pokemon she was spliced with though. He had seen many half pokemon half human failures that by the end looked like neither, and so many of those that were transformed were all to ready to serve there new masters.
"You know of all of the splices you are the only one that won't comply." Zentyu or Zentite was the first experimentation. The tests he was forced to endure on his body were nearly mind shattering. but when they thought they could control him, and tried to give him to a rockett trainer to control him he rebelled, and destroyed half the building. Since then they'd become more efficient with wiping away resistance to listening to the trainers, or at least in most cases. They had thought many times of just killing him, but the head professor wouldn't let that happen. Each time they requested it she denied it saying that he would be hers without any drugs to manipulate him. He had been her first ever failure in the scientific field, and she had grown quite fond of seeing him she saw him as something like a tarnished trophy..., and an unruly pet that she planned to tame.
He hated these people, but this liquid kept him from getting free. If only...He'd make them all sorry especially that woman the things she'd done to dragonite were unforgivable, and that lustful look in her eye's when she turned to him always made him feel sick. She walked over to the girls case knocking on it. "Hey there...today you get your trainer." A skinny grunt looking rockett walked into the room to see the girl. The professor smiled. "So what do you think of her?" He looked pleased. "I won't know for sure till i put her through her paces, by the way...we can use them however we see fit correct?" Th professor grinned. "Oh you mean...i see...honestly how you decide to train her is up to you..., but she should be obedient..."
Team rocket thought it would be powerful. Team galactic said pokehuman metamorphasis was the next step in the human evolutionary chain.
The woman knocked on the glass again causing him to become alert. "Wake up Zentite. His name was Zentyu...or at least it used to be before they spliced his Dna with his poor dragonites. The experiments they did to dragonite were cruel, and inhumane the constant blood, and tissue sample they took all without aestetics. All the while telling him if he didn't endure it his trainer wouldn't survive. However Zentyu didn't learn this truth until they were spliced together, and he was able to access dragonite's memories.
"Look alive Zentyu. You have a new friend. Another one has survived." He couldn't see well from here, but it was definately a female. He couldn't see what pokemon she was spliced with though. He had seen many half pokemon half human failures that by the end looked like neither, and so many of those that were transformed were all to ready to serve there new masters.
"You know of all of the splices you are the only one that won't comply." Zentyu or Zentite was the first experimentation. The tests he was forced to endure on his body were nearly mind shattering. but when they thought they could control him, and tried to give him to a rockett trainer to control him he rebelled, and destroyed half the building. Since then they'd become more efficient with wiping away resistance to listening to the trainers, or at least in most cases. They had thought many times of just killing him, but the head professor wouldn't let that happen. Each time they requested it she denied it saying that he would be hers without any drugs to manipulate him. He had been her first ever failure in the scientific field, and she had grown quite fond of seeing him she saw him as something like a tarnished trophy..., and an unruly pet that she planned to tame.
He hated these people, but this liquid kept him from getting free. If only...He'd make them all sorry especially that woman the things she'd done to dragonite were unforgivable, and that lustful look in her eye's when she turned to him always made him feel sick. She walked over to the girls case knocking on it. "Hey there...today you get your trainer." A skinny grunt looking rockett walked into the room to see the girl. The professor smiled. "So what do you think of her?" He looked pleased. "I won't know for sure till i put her through her paces, by the way...we can use them however we see fit correct?" Th professor grinned. "Oh you mean...i see...honestly how you decide to train her is up to you..., but she should be obedient..."