From Reality to Pokemon Part 8

I opened my eyes…    
I woke up in yet another cage. I groaned as I clutched my head, I think I might've had one too many tranquilizers lately, because my head was throbbing.
"Oh look, it's alive!" someone laughed. I looked to my left but Sam was lying there unconscious.
"Over here, smart one!" the voice said in front of me.
I hadn't noticed how these cages were set up. There were many cages here. They went right and left as far as I could see and there was a row of cages about eight feet across from my row. I saw the one that had made the comment earlier. It was a vulpix.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Hey now, be nice, we're all friends." He said.
"Usually I know my friends names." I said.
"Right, my names Chris information extraordinaire!" he said with a bow.
"I'm Jacob."
"Well good to meet you, I see that you haven't met our other members of cell block D-19." He said.
"D-19?" I asked.
"That's right, it's home sweet home!" he laughed. I turned around to see what might've been in the cages behind me, but there was nothing but a concrete wall about five feet away. So I was on the edge of the building. I needed to get a mental layout of the area before I tried to make my escape.
"As for our other members," he went on, "if you look to your left you'll notice the remarkable and charming absol, Cain!" I looked to my left and sure enough there was an absol lying in a cage that was twice as big as mine. I knew that I was small, but seriously, it was cramped in here, I couldn't even stand up straight! Cain was woken up by Chris's loud shouting. He looked around sleepily for a second and then groaned when he saw that it was Chris making all the noise.
"Ugh, can't you quiet down? Other people are trying to sleep!" he said.
"But Cain! We have a couple new recruits!" he smiled.
"New what?" Cain asked.
"New members to the club!" Chris said.
"Oh." Said Cain.
I was looking down from my cage at the absol, while his cage was right next to mine, they were literally pressed against each other, my cage was on top of another cage that was probably the same height as mine. So I was stood about a couple inches above his head.
He looked up at me with sleepy look on his face, "Hey kid." He said.
"Umm…the name's Jacob." I said.
"Whatever, kid." Cain said as he lay back down to sleep.
I know I was only sixteen but, a kid? Definitely not!
  
"Let's introduce you to the rest of the crew! Underneath you is Corbyn." He said.
I tried to fit my head through the bars to look down, but was unable to.
"What kind of a Pokémon is Corbyn?" I asked.
"He's an eevee. He's been here nearly as long as Cain." said Chris. He waved at the cage below me. As he waved I noticed some black markings on his arm.
"Hey what's that?" I asked.
"What's what?" he asked.
"Those markings on your arm…what are they?" I asked.
"Oh! Right, well while my friends call me Chris, I've also been referred to as H-276." He said as he held up his arm smiling.
"Don't be so surprised, you've got them too!" he laughed.
Sure enough when I looked at my right wrist I saw exactly what that device had been used for.
J-252…It was written in white fur.
"How long do these last?" I asked nervously.
"Forever." He said,
"What's yours say?" Chris asked.
"Umm…J-252." I said.
"Lucky! You got to have your initial!" he said.
"Is that unusual?" I asked.
"Well, there's only a one out of twenty-six chance. So yeah I'd say that's lucky!" he smiled.
"Luckier than Cain…" said Corbyn.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well…" said Chris, while looking at Cain to make sure he was still asleep. "You see…Cain is very religious…" he whispered.
"What do you mean, religious?" I asked.
"Well when they captured him, he was screaming prayers as they dragged him down…" he took another glance at Cain and continued, "All the labels are made completely random. One random letter and any random three digit number, also the labels can't be repeated." He said.
"Okay, but what does that have to do with Cain?" I asked.
"I'm getting to that. The scientists here thought that his religious beliefs were a joke, so they gave him a 'special' label…" he gasped, Cain stood up.
"I'm sorry! I wasn't gonna tell him but Corbyn-"
"It's okay, I'll show him." said Cain as he held out his paw. Cain had the bottom of his paw down. I waited for a couple seconds until he finally bowed his head and turned it over.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry." I gasped.
I looked back again, he had, in black letters, X-666.
"Why would they do something like that?" I said.
Cain looked at me seriously, "I asked them the same question, and all they said was, 'Why not?'" He lay back down.
I remembered the last time someone had said that to me. I thought that my scar was bad, but after seeing Cain's… I had no idea how I was gonna get out of here, but if I did, I would make sure that all of them made it out with me…
This was a promise that I was gonna keep!