Characters: Red and his pokémon, the phantasms
Setting: In a SUPER-SECRET LOCATION beneath the kitchen.
Time: Night 004, turning into Day 005
Summary: Red is taken for his turn in the night's "festivities".
Warnings: HOLY SHIT, MAN, THERE'S PLOT IN THIS THAR THREAD. Also, violence done to a restrained, helpless little boy and his treasured
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As the creatures came closer, Red couldn't stop tears from welling up in his eyes. When they were in front of him, the tears began to fall. For the first time, he felt utterly and truly defeated.
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It was a short trip to an operating room, and there they began their work. The pokéballs were all placed in a tray on the cart holding a range of surgical tools, freeing up the one phantasm to depart for the moment, returning with a pair of syringes. The other three industriously strapped Red down onto the table. It was a snug fit, with plenty of straps to restrain his movement; shins, thighs and wrists, waist and elbows, chest and upper arms, neck.... There was no head strap, however, leaving Red free to look around as he pleased.
As the phantasm bearing the syringes reappeared, another left; the first one was slid into his neck, drawing a full sample of blood from the young trainer.
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Red could only wait and see what was in store for him as he was strapped down. The restraints themselves weren't the worst he had been in - after all, the trainer had endured being frozen in ice by Team Rocket. With the straps, Red still had a bit of movement.
Though, if given a choice, the champion would have taken Team Rocket any day. At least he knew they were human.
The drawing of blood was an ordeal in itself. Red usually didn't come into contact with needles, and this one was especially intimidating. There was no preparation, just concentrated pain as the syringe pierced his neck. The procedure seemed to last excruciatingly long, and Red let out a breath he didn't know he was holding when it was over.
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That too was disinfected, and the phantasm that had gone reappeared, holding a squirming, insect-like machine in its hands. Another moved his clothing out of the way, pushing it up to expose his stomach--what they intended was probably at least partially obvious, considering that a third phantasm was readying a scalpel.
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