Lately in the world of Pokémon, everything has been going excellently. Humanity has been rescued from the brink of ruin several times. The world has been turning clean, and, for the first instance in human history, all nations have been exhibiting a glimpse of willingness to attain world peace. At the very least, that's how it all seems...
What follows is the story of several Gijinka.
In the recent age, Gijinka are recognized as atypical people; people with the hearts and souls of Pokémon. For the most part, they're all treated normally; no differently from one human as one to another. However, they are noted as being quite interesting; occasionally, some of them can even take on remarkably less human forms which are much more similar to the Pokémon they are truly. Despite all their differences and abnormalities, Gijinka are primarily considered to simply be... interesting.
Frequently, a Gijinka may arise to reach a revered position in modern society (such as N). Something far less common than for a Gijinka to belong to a species line is for a Gijinka to be of a specific type variety (or, as N was, a Gijinka of all Pokémon in their entirety). They may be appreciated as productive individuals with unusual personalities or, at their worst, absolutely detested as abominations of nature and thought of freakishly. Typically they would appear to be almost completely ordinary, with only a mild semblance of their Pokémon personalities in addition to an extent of such a Pokémon's abilities. They would also, in a regular society, perhaps be given various jobs to suit their capabilities (such as a Pikachu line Gijinka typically being expected to be a sort of electrician or something similar, like an electronic innovator or mechanic)...
...but that is not their story.
A young adult awoke to find himself immersed inside a stasis tank in a certain remote scientific laboratory.
What... the f*ck?!
He noticed around him several other subjects, all of which were trapped and contained similarly. At the center of the room he noticed someone - a somewhat younger girl - also restrained likewise, in a different type of tank, chained back against a wall. Multiple scientists and researchers in lab coats were standing nearby. They took note of the young experiment awakening.
"...how are you?" one of them, a woman who appeared to be quite young and acted subordinately to all the others (perhaps a college-age intern), kindly asked him.
"Who the hell are you? What-"
He was interrupted suddenly; the wall of the lab to his right was blown apart. Multiple troops from a certain region all started pouring in immediately. The scientists sent out their Pokémon; the numerous soldiers readied their weapons and did similarly.
"Wait; no!" the scientist who was looking over him exclaimed; she was immediately shot.
Several of the experiments began awakening. The soldiers were shooting at everything, and a few of the scientists returned fire. He caught sight of the girl in the center; she was waking. There were several mechanical limbs operating inside her container.
"Agh! W-what are you doing?!"
He tried to beat the glass keeping him imprisoned furiously; it was cracking slowly. The soldiers were slowly taking more ground. One of them used his semi-automatic firearm to smash in the girl's cell door. He discarded his weapon and brought out a knife.
"Someone, help!" she screamed.
He finally managed to break out of his tank; he began gliding across the room over to their general vicinity. The rifleman shoved aside the mechanical devices and raised his left arm, preparing to stab her. The test subject gripped his arm suddenly. He wrestled with the soldier, and they fell back onto the fluid-covered ground. The experiment got above the soldier and kicked him in the face. He proceeded to the girl.
The soldiers directed their attention towards the victims. They began to shoot down all the test subjects, breaking the glass tanks. A few of them tripped out of their cells and got moving. Some of them walked around for a moment, wondering what the hell was going on right before getting gunned down. A few of them caught understanding of what was happening and managed to escape. Still others were shot up in their tanks and never got the opportunity to go on living.
Amidst the chaos, the young adult used a type of aura to break her chains; they made their escape quickly.
The girl and the Togekiss Gijinka wandered through the lab that night. The Gijinka kept his right arm around her. He picked up the firearm from the soldier he'd knocked down, aiming it at the wall the Marines'd breached. He used a harness on the rifle to keep it around his neck. He looked around at the riflemen who'd broken in as he stayed on the ground, beside a desk. He dragged the girl behind it. He brought his arm around the gun. There were still a few test subjects breaking out from their stasis tanks. Most of them had been shot up and injured by shards of glass. Blood and chemical fluids stained the floor. He kept the rifle up with his left arm and held it against his right shoulder. He directed the firearm at the wall the soldiers had breached and tried firing near them. He tried to make his shots around them a bit clearer to threaten them and keep them away. He got off 6 shots. The last few broke lab equipment; chemicals spilled onto the floor. He tried pressing the trigger again, but the gun stopped shooting projectiles; it was out of ammunition. He caught sight of the Marine near the glass cage on the ground; the soldier was being mutilated by corrosive liquids and mist. He looked back and saw a few researchers retreating; some were carrying a couple remaining experiments, who were bound with handcuffs and knocked out. They passed through a broken door and ran across a hallway in a corner at the back of the room to the right, searching for an exit. A few remaining test subjects hid behind stasis tanks and lab desks, trying to get away through the same path.