(Alucard is in the safe house, so i suppose its my turn)
Shadow lab | night(2)
When the pain started to fade away, Alex got up and stepped through the hole that he made in the building wall. It was dark and quite and such. There appeared to be no one here at the moment. He walked around blindly for a bit, and then stumbled into a wall, or at least his non-functional mind thought it was a wall. It was some sort of shelf, and when he crashed into it, it fell over on besides him.
"Stupid wall..." He growled as he stepped on the shelf and crushed it. Some random papers flew out of the way from the force of the impact. He looked at them and picked some up. They were full of human writing, or something else that couldn't be read. He stared at it blankly, and then shredded it between his metal claws. Another paper was stained with blood. Nothing else. He shredded this one as well. The last page happened to be a photo, or some sort of sketch of a pokemon. Just as the other, it was bloody. It appeared to be something of a dinosaur-like origin. It looked much like himself. And it appeared to be fighting some other unrecognizable thing.
It frustrated him. Could it be the thing that attacked his family-or even worse-could it be himself? He dug his claws into the floor. Was this what he was meant to do? To fight? To kill?
He sighed. It couldn't be. He hadn't done anything like that. He tossed the picture on the floor.
Something scuttled around on the floor. Some bug pokemon.
He felt a sudden urge to kill it. He couldn't resist. It was as if something was controlling him, as he stepped on it, crushing its tiny, helpless body, as its fresh blood washed over his foot claws.
He then became somewhat conscious of what he had done.
"I was really meant to do this..."
He walked around sadly, and then he sat down on the floor, facing an empty corner, and he was determined to think about what he had done...