A/N: I've decided to upload a transformation compilation. This'll be short, as it's just an introduction.
Pokemon is owned by Nintendo.
One day, a young man was standing in his room. He looked at his science kit, which was missing a vial.
"Oh no." He said. "That can't be good." He was referring to a serum that he devised to help one of his old friends, who was cursed to be an Oshawott. In an attempt to reverse-engineer a cure, he managed to derive the cause of the transformation.
"This better have not been stolen." He said, still worried. "If this gets into the water system, or aerosolized, or..."
He couldn't think of any other way the system would work.
"Anyways." He said, slightly calmer. "If it gets out, I'm probably done for."
He then realized that he marked it not to be put into water.
"Oh no." He said again. "Oh no no no no no no. If whoever has it has evil intents, It'll get poured into some water, probably the tap system.
The boy looked at the clear beaker. This was a previous attempt that didn't do anything so he just flavored it lemon. The reflection showed his black hair, green eyes, and ghost-pale skin. He was wearing a blue long-sleeve shirt, as it was fall in his area, a temperate region.
"I guess I'll go tell her." He took a thing of lemon water with him. He'd sell it if he ever needed cash.
He walked down the stairs, counting them.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen." He said, happily. "Seventeen stairs."
She was staying at his place, due to the fact that her parents were out on their anniversary trips. His parents were here. They had just started 10th grade.
"Hey, Becky!" He yelled. "You there?"
The small Pokemon peered her head around the corner.
"Down here. As always." She responded. "I mean it's a bit of a lost cause, but do you have the cure done?"
The boy sighed.
"I was just going to talk about that." He said.
"You have it done?!" Becky said with a beaming smile. "John, I could kiss you for that!"
"No..." John said. "It's about the opposite."
"Oh..." Becky said sadly. "So what happened?"
"I think it was stolen." John said, now twiddling his thumbs.
Becky gasped.
"I'm fearing that it might be used." John said. "But then at least you'll have a friend... I guess...'
"That's really bad." Becky responded. "I mean, isn't it boiled down?"
"Yup." John replied. "If it gets into a large body of water, it could dissolve into about... The entire local supply."
Becky winced.
"Yeah..." He said, doing a kind of sigh on the ending of the word.
"So what do we do?" Becky asked. "No-one's gonna believe us."
"I guess try and cut the losses when they do?" John said.
"How are you so sure that they'll ever believe us?" Becky questioned.
"Well after the first few transformations of course." John said. "They're gonna want to figure out why everyone's turning into Pokemon, won't they?"
'Ah." Becky said. "I mean that's a good point."
"They'll probably start investigating by transformation five, and find out by ten." John said.
"But what do we do until then." Becky said.
"Play it off like we didn't find out early. We'll be suspects if we show early knowledge of it." John said
Meanwhile...
A masked figure stood outside the local water treatment plant.
"I mean." It said. "It says not to pour into water, so what's the worst that could happen?" Their voice sounded neutral in sex. The costume didn't help either.
The figure poured it into the water, keeping the vial.
"I'll take this into it too, once i get the prints off." They said as they ran off.
A/N: I'll probably accompany this with another new story, or a short TPI update. Probably the former of the two.
