OOC: Seriously, Oathblivion...you can use Teleport, why the heck did you break the glass? xDD
IC:
He slept a troubled sleep. Not like he was used to, in his forest, next to the pond with his family, under that bright, burning sun. Noises, sounds came running through his dreams all the time, altering it, irritating him. A characteristic of his old self awakened: He hated too much sound. It kept the mind restless, unable to think straight. He had always hated it, and that feeling wasn't taken away by some mere DNA change.
His eyes blinked, then opened. His face expressed anger. The sound of breaking glass, talking, even yelling reached his ears...and he wanted it to stop. He wanted to just sleep and rest, maybe eat a thing or two before. Food. Food?
'God, I'm hungry!'
How long had he been here anyway? How long since he had a real cooked meal, instead of dosed portions through the strings now laying around him. He heard his stomach rumble, and for a moment there thought he had Snorlax DNA...
'Time for a snack!' He shouted out loud, as he stood up. That didn't go without trouble, as his legs were still slightly numb and stiff from not being used for what seemed so long. He sought support from the glass of his tube, as he breathed heavily for a moment. Being starved didn't help. Trying to think of a way out while resting, his mind wondered off to what he knew about pokemon. The things they could do before, when they still existed, where categorized into certain moves, he had learned. Jonathan knew most of them, but could hardly remember what Slakoth's attacks were...he never liked that pokemon as it was the exact opposite of his own nature. That was also probably why he recognized his DNA to be half Slakoth's.
'Remember, remember...cause I can probably use those attacks too, now that I seem to be half pokemon...
...Scratch! That is a common attack, and I can use these claws to do it.'
Now fully up, he stretched his body and moaned, but this was not the time to sleep again. He pulled back his hand and made a fist.
'How to do this...god, this'll probably hurt.' He mumbled just before he let his claw strike down on the glass. Just a minor crack, nothing serious. He needed more power, stronger moves, but his memory failed him.
'Maybe if I just try to...control my power, my energy, and concetrate it in these claws...' He concluded, still mumbling to himself. He tried it out, and it seemd to work! A glow now emitted from his right claw, and he could feel the power being stored there. Thus, he raised his hand once more, now to land it on the glass with a devastating blow. Crush Claw, he remembered suddenly...an egg move. Egg move? Weren't those the moves pokemon could only learn through breeding..? Then why could he do it? Was he reborn from an egg..? The thought amused him in all its silly-ness, as at that moment he felt himself losing balance. He tumbled forward, through the opening in the glass, and landed on the ground with a hard 'SMACK!'.
His vision got black for a moment, his mind became unwilling once more...
'What a...lovely sun today...nice...grass...' He yet again mumbled, as he dozed off into another world.