The sun began to set and clouds heavy with rain began to roll in over the forest. The forest was quiet, not a soul to be heard or seen over the gently flowing river that separated the forest in two.
Meowstic clung to a broken branch as the flow of the river guided her along. She was soaking wet and cold, shivering as she tried to reach the shore. As soon as she reached land, she sat against a tree and hugged her knees.
She felt like she'd been running for hours without a way out. She was lost, frantically running through the halls. She couldn't find a way out. She could hear humans in the distance, speaking more words she didn't understand. They sounded quite urgent. She could hear the clacking of claws on the tile floor as she ran, they sounded as if they belonged to something much bigger than she was.
She turned a corner and stopped to catch her breath. She remembered the rings on her ears, quickly removing them and setting them on the ground quietly. A loud bark startled her. it sounded close. She bolted down the hall once more, followed by a large houndoom.
Meowstic couldn't outrun this hound for much longer. She glanced behind her, seeing him gaining rapidly. Looking forward again, she could see a door. Was it the way out? She slammed into the door, unable to slow down in time. She tried to open the door as quickly as she could...
Except it was locked.
She desperately tried to open the door, but it just wouldn't open. She now had nothing between her and the houndoom but open air. She began to cry as she backed herself against the door and as the houndoom prowled closer. He lunged at her, ready to bite down on her throat.
Meowstic screamed as her ears flung open, causing a psychic explosion. The houndoom and everything around her was reduced to rubble and dust. She looked around, seeing she was now outside, standing in the center of the mess she made.
Outside the dust was snow, something she'd never seen before. She'd never seen any of this before. The snow, grass, the sky, none of it. She hesitantly poked the snow with her foot. It was cold and soft. she cautiously stepped out into it, leaving little footprints behind.
Another loud bark disrupted her thoughts. This one belonged to a jolteon, who was charging down the ruined hall after her, a human close behind. She ran as fast as she could, only to stop at an electrified fence. She didn't know it was electrified, but it didn't matter, because she ran off alongside the fence, trying to find an opening.
She was unaware of the charge beam being shot at her, right from the jolteon's mouth. Luckily for her, she tripped. The beam of electricity hit the fence so hard that it blew a giant hole in it. She took no time in darting on all fours towards the hole, trying to get back on two legs.
However, as soon as she went through the hole, the was a rocky ledge. A rushing river could be seen below. She didn't get a chance to make a decision. Another charge beam hit the ground behind her, causing her and the ground she was on to fall.
Meowstic tumbled down the rocky ledge, and into the river.
The door opened and Meowstic's eyes were rested on a large vat of a strange chemical. Wide stairs led up to the top, where other humans stood. They had other clones with them, a meowstic and a braixen. The room was much more lit than the one she was in, and she could see a tall man observing what was going on from a window. The only thing he was doing other than watching was sipping a cup of tea.
One of the men picked up the meowstic he was standing by and pushed him in. There was a loud yowl and vicious sizzling coming from the vat. Meowstic suddenly felt sick, and froze. She realized what was happening, looking down as the braixen was pushed in.
They were being destroyed.
They weren't needed anymore.
They probably made new clones, stronger ones, far more capable of doing whatever the Creator wanted to be done. Was this it? Was she really going to die here?
No.
She wont have it.
As soon as she was lightly pushed forward, she spun around and tried to run. She was grabbed by the hair and dragged back, but she unsheathed her claws and raked them along the hand that held her. The man let go immediately, grunting a word she didn't know. She bolted out the door, and down the hallway. She had no idea where to go, all she knew was that she had to get away.
It was quite a while longer until the silence was broken. Two men in white lab coats opened the creaking door, shedding light into the empty, gray room here Meowstic was sitting in the corner. She rose to her feet, knowing it was most likely her that they wanted.
The two men bound her ears shut with metal rings. After she had cooperated with them so well, they led her down the empty halls without a word. Meowstic simply let them lead her, unaware of where she was being taken.
They stopped at a door. Splashes and other noises could be heard, noises like yelps, howls, and scuffles between two individuals. Where was she being taken? She didn't know, and was beginning to feel a little nervous. She had been ignored for so much of her life, only now being acknowledged and done something with.
A Meowstic sits in the corner of a dark room. She's fairly small, with two long tails wrapped around her legs. Her yellow eyes are barely visible in the darkness, pointed to the ground as she sits in silence. Footsteps can be heard outside, passing down the hall. The silence soon returns, only to be interrupted by the meowstic's quiet yawning.
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