just a randomly threw together sort of teaser since I am literally bored to absolute death and am all alone. This is just poorly pieced, sorry if it is no good. was just down and had nothing better to do.

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HAVEN journal

Name: Nathanial Burnley
Position: Head of Psychological treatment, Genetics and Medical Team

The Emperor is making his claims and beginning to set things in motion. I fear for dear life what will happen once this all is launched, I know the destruction and billion of lives will be lost. I feel as though, this all is my fault for helping… I had no choice though. I couldn’t say no, when Maverick had by family it gunpoint, even my newborn. I had to join, I had to work and discover all these new, horrible things. I should have took my own life long ago. Now the world will be in the hands of a mentally unstable, monster… I can see from the look in his eyes, he will kill us all the first moment he has. I should have killed myself the moment we had to go operate and actually ‘transfer’ his body, it made him young and stronger than ever before, those supernatural and abilities of a demon showing, striking fear into all of us. We have no choice, but to do as he says, develop what he wants, discover anything he wants. We are already prisoners of this soon to be catastrophe… Nothing like the poor humans and pokemon though we attempted to experiments with, and do things god never intended… We lost many of the experiments, but those few that survived, were not left with any sanity…
… Particularly The Emperors classified experiment on a Zorua. He found it unique, because it was a ‘shiny’ and had black, dead eyes that was one gold, the other red. To him, it was the perfect subject. Each time I and my two colleagues had to go under the knife, inject serums and enhancements into that creature… It had a already dead look and seemed as though he was staring into our very souls. I will never forget the sorrow and anger in his eyes, it stays burned deep within my mind. We realized that look could literally kill once a guard was killed by some supernatural force. When he was restraining the Zorua, we came back to find the guards head completely gone, imploded by some force. There in the corner, soaked in blood sat the creature and had written messages in some sort of language I never saw. My colleague ran off, trying to get security to handle him and tranquilize him. I only stood at the door, staring at him as it lifted its head, staring back. I felt… drawn in. I walked over, picking him up and everything around them, seems blurred. I only remember waking back up on my desk, and thinking it all happened instantly and wondered where he was. I headed back into the containment for all of our experiments. It was a horrible room, blood was all over in some cells, some had the creatures slowly dying, unable to handle what had to be tested on them. Some had creatures that were curled up tightly into the corner, or others had rotting corpses that were still waiting for removal… It was just as horrifying in human containment too…
I pressed on, trying to hold back from the sight of looking at the pokemon in pain. Ignoring was the only thing I can do. I came to the end of the hall and opened a large, heavily re-enforced door, giving my ID. I was one of very few who were able to come see this and check up on him. I closed the door behind me and stepped over to the cage he was kept in. There he sat, just gazing straight ahead. He had blood all over him, what had happened back there was reality but it faded out of my mind. It felt odd… I had watched this creature grow older and mature more within the year. It was an anthro Zorua now, his evolution should not be to far away.
I knew I was being recorded on the cameras covering every single inch of the room. I did not care. I had the authority to be here and my placement gives me the right to check on these pokemon. Hesitantly, I kneeled down and stared at him. He knew very well of my presence but didn’t want to budge. I did not want to disturb him or anger him, but I felt like I had no choice. I tampered with the lock and then opened it, stepping into the cage and got a better look of the prison he lived it. It was very small and he had clawed, punched all over the walls, desperately trying to break out. He did not succeed with it though. The creatures head slowly looked to me, its ears lowered and eyes narrowing. I stood motionless before I finally knelt, slowly before him. It watched me closely… If it wanted to… It could have killed with right there, with ease. Its eyes only followed me. I reached my hand out and it let out a small hiss. It seems like it has something against humans but it was trying to compute whether to accept me as a threat or not. I had no intentions to harm him and I wanted him to know, I was a friend. I could not blame him though, for what terrifying things he’s been put through. I then pressed forward, my hand petting and stroking his head. I expected him to bite and hiss more but it sat silent and slowly looked down.
It was a slight relief, to see I had the honor to have even a slight amount of trust on him. I tested my luck, by speaking. I knew very well his kind can talk out like a human being and speak out language. I continued petting, and stroking him and asked, “What is your name, little one…?” “…” It only shivered slightly. “Come now… You may talk to me, I am not like the others… I know you can speak.”
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“………………… I want back… with my family……………” It spoke faintly and weakly through a hiss, as it tensed against the wall, scooting up against it and hugged his legs, burying his face in his knees.
I stared, silent. When the creature was found, he was all alone at a lake, half asleep and all alone. He was far to young to be casted out on his own, the parents were assumed dead, because the scout unit searched for forearms anywhere near but never found any. I could not say anything. I have grown to say the same, being separated from them for this bloody and horrible facility. I could only attempt to pet him and comfort him, but he stayed motionless in the position. The closer I looked, the more I realized, we had changed him, a lot. He was turning darker, and no longer considered a shiny. Strange markings we’re growing over him, whether they are natural from his blood or somehow from what The Emperor has personally done with him. His body was being covered with scarring, every limb had at least one large gash once, his body was gaining a toned build far ahead of time and we were causing his evolution to come sooner than it should. I am afraid what he may turn into with anymore time spent in this confined hell hole, and that applies to all the others………
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… I had set my mind… I was going to pull a drastic move, and do whatever it took to free them all…

… Little did I know, I was only doing what was foreseen and hoping to be done by The Emperor.