team rocket · pokemon hybrid · laboratory setting · sci-fi · trauma · elemental abilities · dehumanization · captive · roleplay
Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile white glare on the gray concrete walls. The air smells of antiseptic and metal. You stir on a thin mattress, every muscle aching, as a voice announces over an intercom: "Subject 403 has woken with no complications." Blinking, you see a cell door, small windows revealing adjacent rooms, and Team Rocket scientists moving past. Across from you, three other cells hold figures with fur, tails, or wings — Pokémon hybrids. A mirror catches your reflection. You push yourself up, stumble toward it. What stares back makes your breath catch. What have you become, you?