Tour

Fer da full effect of this, get da song "Gloria" by Megumi Hayashibara, from Slayers Gorgeous. Same song, slowed down.

Chapter 10
"Tour"

Drak awoke to the sound of someone softly singing. He couldn't tell who or what they were saying. Everything around him seemed fuzzy and indistinct...everything seemed grey and black. Assuming it would pass, Drak waited patiently, listening to the tune. It was slightly haunting, slow and seemed almost sad. He couldn't make out the words, but now the fog was lifting slowly. He could tell it was a male voice...one that sounded like his own. A young voice.
Drak tried to shake the cobwebs from his mind. He couldn't remember much of what happened. Where was he?...Whenever Drak tried to remember, he felt a slight tingle of pain. Deciding to stop trying, he waited for the dark mist over him to lift.
He could now hear words...at least, that's what they sounded like...
"Kaketa yume, Domado mune...
Kizutsuku tabi motareta...
Kimi no kokoro ni, kono ai wo kasane...
Kikaseta iyo...Gloria...."
After that verse was sung, the voice started again. Drak managed to get enough power to sit up. Waiting for the bursts of light in his vision to pass, he saw a blonde-haired figure washing some of the areas of his room. The voice was coming from him. Teishi sang the verse again. It sounded like some kind of sad dirge...like a cry for help...
"Teishi?" Drak asked, putting out his hands to steady himself. Teishi jumped and dropped the rag he was carrying and turned around quickly. He looked very embarrassed.
"Oh! Oh sir, you're awake! I...Are you feeling better, sir? I hope so..." Teishi said awkwardly, standing and brushing himself off. He walked over to Drak, who couldn't stop staring at him.
"What was that song?" Drak asked. Teishi looked embarrassed again.
"It's a song that comes into my head occasionally. I don't know here it comes from. It's almost like someone sends it to me." Teishi laughed nervously. "Strange because I'm not psychic, like you, sir."
Drak tried to see if he could sense the presence sending the song, but found none.
"It sounds like japanese..." Drak said, trying to keep his head clear. Teishi nodded.
"Yes, it does, doesn't it? I think it is."
"What's it mean?"
Teishi looked thoughtful for a moment. "I don't know...I never knew any of it in English...just what I heard."
Drak, deciding to give up on it, shrugged his shoulders. The song wouldn't leave his mind.
"Can you teach me it?" he asked. Teishi was startled for a moment, then nodded.
"If you want, yes."
Drak spent the next few minutes learning the simple song from Teishi. Drak found that if sped to the right tempo, the song was actually fairly up-beat.
"Why is it sung so slow? It sounds like you're sad."
"Sad? Oh no sir." Teishi eyes began to waver from Drak's. "No, I'm fine."
"Are you sure that," Drak pointed at the band on Teishi's arm, "isn't what's bothering you?"
Teishi covered it hastily.
"No, sir. I'm used to it being there."
Drak grabbed Teishi's arm and pulled it away from his grasp. Teishi gasped but didn't struggle. Drak looked at the band carefully.
"This is what they use to control you? It's like a collar."
Teishi was looking off at the floor now. "No no, sir, they don't use it as a control, sir, it more of a signaller and a stress reliever, sir."
"Fancy way of saying Torture Device." Drak said, feeling anger surging up within him. He couldn't stand watching Teishi being decieved this way. He hated the way he was being used as a possession and not a human. He hated how Teishi never fought back. Before he knew what he was doing, Drak had grabbed the band and pulled.
Teishi gave an astonished cry as the band sparked angrily and broke. Drak let go of Teishi's arm, and he fell back, his hand above the band, wanting to touch it but afraid to.
"Sir!"
"Teishi, don't let them do these things to you! Stand up for yourself!"
"Sir, sir, sir...." Teishi seemed almost near hysterical tears. "Oh sir ...Oh, they're going to be so mad at me, sir. So mad, sir! Why'd you do that, sir? Why?"
"If they're going to be mad at anyone, it's going to be me." Drak said angrily. "I'm not going to let this...this disrespect of Human dignity go any further."
Sure enough, soon after Drak had stood in front of Teishi, the door to his cell burst open, revealing a rushed and nervous Dr. Dowasure. He was astonished at what had happened. Apparently, the device breaking sent some kind of signal to wherever it was controlled and Dr.Dowasure happened to be the one to be there.
"The Device! This is no good at all, oh no! Oh dear..." Drak could almost see the mental struggle on Dr. Dowasure's face as he debated whether to do something or write this all down on his sleeve. Finally, he chose the former.
"We have to take Teishi to Prof. Denka right away!" Dr. Dowasure moved forward, but Drak stood in front of Teishi, who was too frightened to say anything.
"No! No! I won't let you do this to human beings anymore!"
Dr. Dowasure seemed almost puzzled by Drak's reaction. "Remember...did I tell you about that device?" Dr. Dowasure tapped his head as if to hurry his thoughts. Drak cautiously nodded.
"Did I tell you how Teishi had become acclimated to the pulses from it?" Drak nodded again, beginning to feel a slight doubt.
"If we don't get that thing fixed then...then..." Dr. Dowasure snapped his fingers. "What would happen? Ah! The device is like a pacemaker... it helps regulate Teishi's system. Without it, Teishi can't last long."
Drak was feeling severe doubt now.
"No..."
Dr. Dowasure had given up on arguing. Moving forward, he tried to get past Drak, but he refused to move. Desperate, Dr. Dowasure tried to find a reason for Drak to move.
"Look! Look for yourself!" the Doctor said, pointing near Drak's feet. Drak looked down.
Teishi seemed to be going into some kind of seizure. His whole body shuddered and he didn't seem to be focusing on something. Drak was too shocked to block Dr. Dowasure. The Doctor moved forward and picked the small boy up in his arms.
"I can't lock the door carrying him..." Dr. Dowasure said as he reached the door. He looked at Drak, then at Teishi, then back at Drak.
"Come on! You'll have to come with me, I can't close the cell. Hurry!" Drak, unable to think of anything else, followed Dr. Dowasure down the halls. Drak quickly got lost, but Dr. Dowasure seemed to know where he was going. This bothered Drak...it seemed unlikely that the doctor would remember the way to anything.
"Was it right or left..." Sure enough, Dr. Dowasure stopped at a junction, unsure of where to go.
"You can't stop now!" Drak said, feeling concerned. Dr. Dowasure was so stressed he began hopping from one foot to the other.
"Writing! My writing hand! Left!" Dr. Dowasure took off running, with Drak in pursuit. Pulling up next to him, Drak looked at the scientist.
"You're left handed?"
"Here we are!" Dr. Dowasure changed the subject as the stopped in front of a metal door. Putting Teishi down for a moment, Dr. Dowasure pressed his hand against a panel near it, and the door slid open. Picking Teishi up, he dashed in. Drak followed, unsure of what to do.
Professor Denka was sitting and fiddling with a small device when Dr. Dowasure rushed in. Startled, he jumped from his chair and stood staring at the man. Assimiliating the situation instantly, Prof. Denka pointed to a metal table. Dr. Dowasure, unable to think for himself in this stressed of a situation, did what he was told.
Unlike the others Drak had met, Prof. Denka seemed to have a friendly air around him. The over-weight man had kind grey eyes and what seemed like white hair. He looked at the device on Teishi's arm which kept sparking.
"No time to fix the problem...got to find a alternate..." Prof. Denka moved to his desk and opened a drawer labeled "EMPE". Drak was relieved to find that Prof. Denka apparently organized his belongings.
Rummaging around, he continued to talk to himself. Meanwhile, Dr. Dowasure couldn't contain himself and began writing again.
"Can't find a replacement...must use something of a weaker pulse and pump it up to the correct voltage..."
The Professor took out a small bracelet, much like the one Drak once wore, and snapped it on Teishi's wrist. Instantly, Teishi's movements became less frantic. Moving quickly to his computer, Prof. Denka began typing furiously.
"Access databanks...EMPE unit...voltage settings...maximum level...engage at pulses 2.5 measured to the beat..."
Soon, Teishi's seizures began to slow and he calmed down. He began to slow his breathing as the device on his wrist beeped slowly. Drak walked over to the table, ignoring Dr. Dowasure.
"Teishi?" he asked. Teishi managed to look at him.
"Sir...tell them...it was my fault. Supposed to watch over you..." Teishi managed to say before he passed out. Prof. Denka looked at his scientific compatriot.
"Dowasure, take Teishi to the infirmiary. Let him rest and see if he acts up again. I'm going to try and fix this device."
Dowasure looked up from his writing, startled, but complied. As Drak turned to leave, he felt Prof. Denka's hand on his shoulder.
"Hold on."
Drak felt a sense of fore-boding as he turned to face the man. He looked down at the boy.
"Did you break the device?"
Drak found no point in lying and nodded.
"Was it because you felt angry at Teishi's bondage?" Prof. Denka turned back to the device on the table. Amazed at his perception, Drak nodded.
"I can sense something about you, boy. You're the one they found, am I right? I probably am. Listen, Teishi is used to it. He can't get out of his position or change it. The device has made that decision for him. Sad, really. If I knew the side-effects before I created that thing..."
"You created it?" Drak asked, remembering someone telling him something to that effect. Prof. Denka nodded.
"Yes. It was just a variation on a Electric Shock system I was working on with Gravital."
"Who?"
"Oh, yes, you haven't met it. Gravital!"
There was a electric buzz noise as a Magneton floated from behind his desk. It seemed to smile at Drak somehow. Prof. Denka patted it's head.
"Gravital is essential for my research."
"What is it you research? What do Dowasure and Kagakusha research? Why am I here?" Drak asked. Prof. Denka smiled.
"Full of questions. Don't blame you, though. I, personally, research the electrical devices here. From the electric locks to Teishi's device, everything is controlled by me. Dr. Dowasure is a inventor but also a researcher. Kagakusha is a field investigator."
"But why are they researching ME?"
"You were in control of a Mewtwo for a while, weren't you?" Prof. Denka asked. Drak nodded. "We're very interested in the M-2 Series. So no doubt they want information on everything."
"What is the M-2 series?" Drak asked, getting a vague sense of foreboding. Prof. Denka sighed and stood.
"I suppose I might as well show you...that would be the easiest way to understand. Follow me."
Prof. Denka walked out and Drak could not help but follow. While they walked, Prof. Denka talked.
"A long time ago, a historic discovery was made. No doubt you've heard of it. The eyelash of a Mew. Since the Pokémon was thought extinct, we decided we would go the way of the scientists who revived the Dome and Helix fossils. We would try and reconstruct the Pokémon. Of course, there were some among us who wanted to add some...extras. After a lot of debating, it was generally agreed that the Mew clone should be given some extra abilities so it could deal with it's new habitat. Since it was born countless years ago, we agreed it would not be suited for life today and outfitted it with what we thought it needed. We code-named this whole thing the M-2 Project."
Prof. Denka pressed his hand against a panel and a door slid open, leading into a room full of glass tubes. Passing these carelessly, the Professor continued onwards. Drak could not help but stare. The tubes were full of blue and orange liquid, throwing scattering reflections on the floor. Various electrodes floated in the liquid, as if they were writhing tentacles.
"This was our first attempt. M-2 Specimen A. Died upon creation. We decided we could preserve it in statsis for study to find out where we had gone wrong." Prof. Denka paused in front of one of the tubes. Drak gaped.
Inside was a twisted excuse for a Pokémon. The creature was about 3 feet tall, bluish and pinkish in color. Three malformed arms sprouted from a twisted torso, only one leg having formed properly. The other leg was a formless mass. Two tails floated serenly past the creature. From the back of the head came what looked like the tube that connected Mewtwo's head to it's body...only this was never fully connected. It's nose was flattened and it had almost Mew like ears. It's eyes were closed. It's useless limbs floated in the liquid, unable to ever be moved. Drak had never seen anything more hideous. Drak heard something in his mind reminiscent of the screams he had heard before...this one sounded desperate. It sounded pleading. Drak put his hands to his head as if to force the thoughts away as Prof. Denka continued.
"We found our mistakes and tried to fix them and ended up with M-2 Specimen B." Prof. Denka began to walk again. Eager to get away from the pathetic, malformed creature, forever locked in the eternal darkness, Drak hurried after the Professor. He stopped in front of a broken tube, the electrodes hanging uselessly.
"This one managed to live, which made it considered a success. However, it was seen early on that it was not mentally stable. It seemed to be undergoing a ongoing identity crisis. Also, it couldn't use all the TM's and HM's like the Mew could and was deficient in power. But it was alive. This meant it was used for many tests." Prof. Denka shook his head, staring at the broken and still sparking electrodes. "They were cruel, I'm afraid. Sometimes I can still hear it screaming in pain. Finally, deciding we had found all we could, we threw it in the Unknown dungeon where no one would ever find what we had done. We thought we had escaped it."
Drak realized that the Pokémon they were speaking of was Mewtwo.
"How many test subjects were there?" Drak swallowed hard. Prof. Denka looked uncomfortable.
"E is the latest and is under construction. We must go now...no doubt they are wondering where you are."
"No...please...I don't want to go back. Who or what were C and D? What happened to them?" Drak didn't want to leave this kind mans presence. It seemed that he was the only human that Drak had really met while he was here, and Drak realized he was lonely. He didn't want to leave.
"We have to go." Prof. Denka said regretfully. He gently pushed Drak along, guiding him out of the eerie room. Drak looked back once as the doors slid shut and saw that M-2 Specimen A had turned towards him.
It's eyes were open.
Drak was suddenly overcome with the screams. It came was if in a wave, overwhelming him while he was un-prepared. The last thing that he saw was Prof. Denka's face and then he passed out.

Next chapter is this way, don't you think?