H Y B R I D S: GENETIC TERROR
B Y J O N S E Y C A T 7 9
Hello! It's me JonseyCat 79, and your reading Hybrids: Genetic terror. This story will be a bit different from my previous Pokefics in terms of tone and even violence. This marries two of my passions: Pokemon and People who stumble into dangerous situations via a monstrous force (I.E. The xenomorphs in Aliens). In fact, you'll soon see that the latter really influenced the style of this story, but you'll soon discover that by your self, so enjoy! MEE-YAA!
Oh by the way, this story is in no way related to any other stories titled "Hybrids". I thought this title seemed appropriate, but if a better title resurfaces,I might use it. Chika! Chikori!
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, Nintendo does. All OC'S presented in this story belong to me unless specified otherwise.
HYBRIDS
PHASE ONE: CONTAGION
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Roars.
Roars could be heard. These tumultuous sounds stung any eardrums that may receive these sounds. Prolonged exposure could result in deafness.
Yeah, like I didn't do enough to my ears anyway…
A man of about 20 sat down with ear buds, his music blaring to drown out the roars of engines propelling the crate they call a plane through the air. He was tall and thin, wearing a blue jumpsuit, his black hair in disarray, his cigarette pack poking out through his front pocket. He sat in the cargo room among boxes and crates, the air in the chamber was stuffy. His nametag read R. JONES. He was as bored as hell.
The man across from him still maintained a neutral expression, his eyes hidden behind aviators. In his hand he held a large cattle prod. A high-powered tranquilizer gun was laying on his lap, a dart chambered in it. Those darts can stun a Gyrados…
Raymond Jones looked at the large container between them, a huge metal crate. The large rectangle had a visor on one of the faces and small holes were in the walls. Probably contains live cargo… On the long right side of the box was a small logo:
GENTEC- M-4167942 - GEN. PRO. CHIMERA.
Gentec, that was the new company coming out of Sinnoh. Bishop pharmaceuticals was a medicinal company that started out as an herb and roots store but over the years grew into a large enterprise. Although Bishop Pharmaceuticals was its official name, Raymond has been around long enough to know that Gentec was another name for the company's more shady products. The best scientist in the world all worked for Gentec, which became the common name for the company. He wondered why a product from them would be on their third-rate delivery service. Johnson's Arial delivery service was a trusted brand among the local towns, but shouldn't an important thing like this Gentec product be delivered by a military airlift? Maybe they just don't care…or maybe they don't want anyone to know what they're carrying.
"Hey, Roy! How much longer?" Raymond asked to the cockpit.
A man with short brown hair and a red cap turned around. "Not long. We're almost there!"
The man with the aviators snarled. "Keep it down." He said in a stiff voice.
Raymond did not like this man. The whole trip this guy was watching the crate like a hawk, his hand rubbing the cattle prod. It unnerved Raymond. But for now, he was agitated.
The man pulled out a container and put some stuff on his mouth. He chewed it for a while then spit it out. He repeated the process. Raymond knew they couldn't smoke when in the air, but did this guy have to chew tobacco? It made Raymond sick.
"Could you not do that?"
Suddenly, the man reached for his cattle prod. His face was on alert.
"What?" Raymond asked. He then heard some noise from the crate. It was starting to stir. He heard a growling sound, a deep throaty purr. Fear crept into Raymond. The man moved closer to the crate. He slid the visor and peered inside. Suddenly there was a spraying sound and the man fell back and clutched his face, screaming in agony. Raymond saw the briefest glimpse of a purple mist. It looked like a poison attack. Suddenly, the crate began to vibrate violently. The steel shuddered as some monstrous thing began to bang against the walls, leaving bulges on the surface.
The steel began to bend like paper as a sword like appendage sheared it apart. It had a red edge, like the end of a Seviper's tail. The Seviper tail slunk back inside the box. Raymond was only frozen with fear, backing up against the wall of the plane. The hole began to enlarge as two arms widened it. Raymond could make out that they were vaguely human with misshapen Sneasle-like claws jutting from the knuckles. The arms were covered in white fur. A huge monstrous form walked out of the crate, its Seviper tail twitching behind it. Raymond didn't know what he was looking at, but it scared the living daylights out of him.
What in god's name…
The figure was a pokemon, or rather several pokemon juxtaposed into a single terrifying image. It moved closer to the man on the floor. He reached for a small plastic box with a button and pressed it. A high-pitched beeping sound began to emanate from it. The horrible monster walked above him and held him down. It brought its tail up high and plunged the sword-like end into his back, severing the spinal column. The man began to cough up blood and twitch in his death throes. The creature turned to Raymond and began to walk toward him. It grabbed him by the head with both its hands and brought it closer to its face. It was at that moment that he decided to scream.
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Roy heard the commotion and turned to see Raymond's body flung near the command room, his face all bloodied up, his lifeless eyes gazing into the air. Roy screamed and saw a horrible abomination walk up to the cockpit. He only managed one scream before they were garbled up by the sound of him chocking on his own blood when the creature slashed his throat with it's claws…
The lifeless body pushed the acceleration and the plane began to plunge at breakneck speed.
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"Ok, you got a clear shot now, honey."
There were two Stantler in the scope, both grazing peacefully.
"Now…" The Stantler looked up and began to run away. There was a clicking sound and the sound of a shutter.
"Ohh, they got away…"
Linda Bryans looked at her 8 year old daughter Suzie, holding a camera with a disappointed look on her face. Linda smiled.
"That's ok. We got enough shots. Lets go home and show these to daddy, ok?"
The brown haired girl smiled "Ok!" She gave the camera back to her mother. Linda was a photographer for the Sinnoh column on pokemon in their natural environment. They began the walk back to their jeep parked outside of the forest.
"Look mommy!" Suzie pointed excitedly ahead of them. A little far off in the distance was a mother Ninetales with a Vulpix cub.Linda hunched down and began to line up for a shot.
Suddenly, a loud whistling sound filled the area. The Ninetales took off with its cub and got away. Linda and Suzie both turned around to see a falling object in the distance. It flew overhead and crashed some distance ahead of them. Linda reached her camera tightly. What was that?
The mother and daughter ran towards the crash site, curiosity getting the better of them. It was a crashed airplane, scrap metal scattered about. The cockpit was plowed into the ground and the tail fin was in the air. Smoke sputtered from the wreckage. Linda began to snap a few shots, then turned to her daughter. "We've got to report this to officer Jenny." The two turned around and began to walk away, oblivious to the wreckage stirring behind them. The Ninetales and the Vulpix were nearby, crouching in the bushes. The Ninetales smelled an unusual scent in the air. It growled. Suddenly, a beast emerged from the wreckage and dashed towards the foxes.
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Linda and Suzie were running fast to get back to their jeep when Suzie tripped. Linda stopped to help her daughter up. There was some scurrying sounds in the bushes. Linda looked around alert, holding her camera like a weapon. Suzie looked at the bush behind her mom. She saw something swaying in the air. "MOMMY,LOOK OUT!" She cried.
Linda turned around a saw the same Ninetales jump from the bushes and tackle her. Its mouth was foaming as it growled at her. Linda cried out to her daughter. "RUN SUZIE!'
The Ninetales bent down with its mout open and bit her, its teeth sinking into her arm, blood begining to surge from the puntures made by the canine's teeth. It growled ravenously as it tugged her arm. Linda heard her daughter scream and turned to see her shacking a Vulpix off of her bleeding leg. Suzie! Linda began to struggle with the Ninetales on top of her and rolled. The change in position caused the fox to let go, blood dripping from its fangs. Linda then kicked the fox away and ran to the aid of her daughter.The little fox let go and ran to its mother's side. Linda picked up Suzie in her arms and began to dash for their jeep. She didn't dare look back to see if the foxes were pursuing. What was that all about!? Why!? I got to get Suzie to a doctor!
Soon thier jeep was in view. Linda began to run faster.
"Mommy...I don't feel so good..." Suzie whimpered.
"Just hang on." Linda said as they got in.
She clipped Suzies belt, then got into the driver seat. She closed the door and reached for a sweater they kept in the back. She tore some of it and began to apply pressure to her daughter's bleeding leg. Suzie cried out for a bit. She tore the sweater again and winced as she wrapped it arround her arm to stop the bleeding. She turned on the ignition and drove off.
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Mean while, in the forest, the mother Ninetales and her Vulpix cub began to shudder. When thier eyes opened, all that was visible was the rage that came from some ravening hunger. Behind them, something large lurked, and the three shapes disappeared into the woods.
A/N: Whew! That's a lot to put into the first chapter! As you can tell, the forest scene was heavily inspired by the opening scene of AvP-R. Can anyone guess what's going to happen next? Stick around to find out.Oh, and please leave a review.
JonseyCat, out!Mee-Yaa!