Hey all, and welcome to the little story I call Thrust Into Insanity, the first story I've really primped up for posting. In a summary, this tells the story of a Pokemon Trainer named Dana and the bizarre bunch of abominations that follow her around, as they get stuck in Superjail and try to find a way out.

At this point the first three chapters have been written, as you can see, this is only the first, the beginning of what I feel will be quite the journey~

So, yeah, enjoy my story.

Thrust Into Insanity

By: Ace-Of-Rock (aka Dana)

Boredom is a funny thing. It stalks silently, waiting for the right moment to strike. And when it does, you know. Oh, you know. The feeling latches right onto you, draining any amusement left in your mind until you're resigned to lying around like beached whale while you recover.

Why I am speaking of boredom in such a manner? I'll tell you in a minute. But first, let me introduce myself.

My name is Dana, 21-year-old Pokemon Trainer. Now, don't go getting images of happy-go-lucky morons who frolic about with their fat electric rodents, because I can tell you, I am not like that. I'm different. Very, very different. I don't roam around collecting little bottle caps that are poor excuses for gym badges. Sure, I'll battle and all, but it really gets old after about two or so consecutive sessions of creatures beating the ever-loving crap out of each other. I myself prefer Contests. It's a bit less painful, and waaaaay better for people watching.

Now, since I am Pokemon Trainer, I do have some of the little freaks of nature. Four of them in particular are my traveling companions.

First, there's Rex, a rather stubborn Lairon capable of using Rollout. The funny thing about him is that he won't evolve no matter what. Well, actually, he can't evolve. He once ate an Everstone. I don't mind, though. I already have an Aggron back home, and Rex is much more fun to hang out with than it is. He's a softie on the inside, really, but you have to get past the rough exterior.

Then there's my Skitty, Hibiscus. She's known for her odd, sharp claws. Don't ask me where she got them; I don't have the foggiest idea either. Hibiscus isn't exactly a Pokemon you want to piss off, though. She's attacked, oh, I don't know, at least seven people? I lost track after a while.

Kona, my Hawaiian Floatzel, is another companion. I often call him my "voice of reason", because that's just how he is. I have a terrible temper, but he can soothe it better than my other Pokemon can. He's just a happy, lovable sweetheart…. Well, with some pretty powerful attacks too.

Finally, there's Emily. She's a Weavile. A conniving, cynical Weavile with a knack for witty commentary and a love of blood. I've managed to befriend her, though (or came as close to it as possible) and now she hangs around with my caravan. I need to keep an eye on her, though. She likes to wander off and do… things.

Ahem. Well, that's pretty much all you need to know about myself and my Pokemon. Now, where was I…? Ah, yes. The subject of boredom.

This talk of tediousness I've been rambling off about derives from the fact it was the very feeling that was shrouding around me on this particular day. It was quite a nice day, actually, but I still felt dulled out.

"So booooooored," I groaned, lolling onto my side and staring at some small tears in my jeans. My Pokemon and I were supposed to be "having a little down time" from our adventures, but to be honest, I hated it. I liked action. And I was dieing for some of it right now.

Little did I know that soon we were gonna get that and then some.

"This is not down time," I snarled to no one in particular, and ran a hand through my thick brown hair, "This is 'Boredom Hour'." I heard some movement from behind me, and I sat back up. My Pokemon, who I had thought had been asleep, were looking at me.

"If I recall correctly, Dana," Rex said, before stretching and yawning, "You were the one who suggested Down Time in the first place."

"Yeah, why the sudden change in attitude?" Kona added.

"I remembered I didn't like down time," I finally said to them, getting up. I sighed and gazed at my little abominations. I could never figure out why Pokemon of any sort spoke English to me, instead of just repeating their names over and over again. Ah well. One of life's great mysteries. I shouldn't question it.

"Damn straight," Emily said, tearing me from her thoughts. She flexed her claws, "Let's get some action."

"Nah Na Na," Hibiscus agreed, speaking in the Skitty language she always used.

"I highly doubt we can find any action in this forest…" Rex pointed out. I shrugged, and reached into the pocket of the cream-colored hoodie I always wore.

"Something will come up. It has to. Nothing stays this quiet around us for this long," I replied, looking down at what I had retrieved. It was a necklace, one was a magnificent tear-shaped emerald for a centerpiece. The Emerald Tear. It was half of a two-stone piece called the Tear Gem, the other half being a ruby. Currently the ruby half was with a very dear friend of mine, one I hadn't seen in a while. I gotta remember to call him sometime…

Rubbing the emerald between my fingers, I felt its smooth texture. Nothing was out of the ordinary about it, just like everything else in my currently mundane life.

Why can't you make something interesting happen? I thought to it, something to get us out of this rut. I mean it, anything! Of course, the gem didn't answer back. It simply reflected the light streaming down onto it as it always did. I smiled slightly. It was small, but it was pretty.

Just then, though, the interesting event I had been willing to happen occurred. And it was what I least expected.

Out of the blue, this man shot out of the bushes, causing us all to snap to attention. In the seconds that followed I got a good look at him. The guy was pretty tall, but it looked like the greasy mass of black hair on his head made up for some of it. He had on a simple white shirt and blue jeans and I could see his arms were splattered with tattoos. He was gripping a filled sack of some sort. To be honest, the one thing that screamed in my mind when I saw him was "repeat offender". Seriously, the guy just looked some lowlife scumbag criminal.

And I quickly realized he was a lowlife scumbag criminal who had just stolen my Emerald Tear.

"Oh no he didn't," I snarled, looking at my bare hands. I had been so busy taking in his appearance that I failed to notice him ripping the gem out of my own hand!

"Oh yes he did," Emily said flatly, crawling onto my shoulder as the criminal guy began to flee. I growled, seeing the gem in his hand.

"That guy stole your emerald!" Kona yelped, the fur on the back of his neck bristling.

"Oh, really, I hadn't noticed!" I snapped at my Floatzel, "Now c'mon. I'm gonna get it back." Letting out a battle cry, I began pummeling forward. Hibiscus took her place on my other shoulder, and Rex and Kona quickly followed.

"Did you take into account that maybe this guy has a gun, Dana?" Rex said to me as I began to pick up speed, not letting Mr. Scumbag leave my sight.

"So what if he does?" was my only answer, and that was the end of that.

Suddenly, the guy broke into a run, as did we. The very thought he had the gems in his hands was enough to push me forward. Pretty soon we were about a foot behind him. Noticing he was being chased, the guy let out an alarmed cry like some sort of animal, and picked up speed.

But he wasn't going to get away from me, no way.

"Gimme me gems, you douchebag!" I shouted, and prepared to lunge at his back. I never got the chance, though, because the moment I said that something odd happened (well, I mean, something odder than the fact this guy appeared in the first place).

From out of a small nook in a nearby tree, something long and metallic shot out, grappling the criminal around his wrist and making him yelp. I squinted, seeing at the end of the length of metal was a steel claw of some sort, like the kind those stupid games at the arcade have. I didn't really dwell on where it came from much, though. Mainly because now the idiot crook couldn't move, and I could strike.

"This is for stealing my Tear Gem, you bastard!" I shrieked, running at him. A few moments later my fists made contact with his face as I punched him… repeatedly. He screamed in pain, dropping my emerald. Grinning, I kicked him in the groin once, before picking up the gem.

"Victory for the Dana," I said proudly, slipping the Emerald Tear around my neck.

"Now what do we do?" Rex asked. I pondered it for a moment, before coming to a conclusion.

"I'm gonna beat that guy up some more," I said matter-a-factly. My Pokemon groaned.

"Should've known…" my Lairon muttered.

So, after that I continued punching our little offender friend, paying no attention to the claw still gripping him. That, I'll admit, was a bit of a mistake.

About two minutes later, there was an explosion of bark and sticks as the tree the claw came out of exploded outward, revealing what was inside, the claw's owner. I, in mid-punch, blinked a few times, and I could almost feel the fearful air around the others.

Out of the tree came a robot of sorts. It was large and tombstone shaped, and ghostly white in color, save for a gray circle on its "chest". From the looks of things it had two compartments, one on each side, because the one of the left was open, and the claw arm was coming out of it. But what really caught my attention was its face. It was a simple dark screen on where its head should be, with a simple green emoticon. The face appeared devilishly happy right now.

I blinked again. To be perfectly honest, it appeared quite… cute.

The robot hovered over to where it gripped Mr. Criminal, eyeing him fiendishly. I didn't move, a bit in spite of myself. I wanted to see what would happen.

Suddenly, the robot lifted up the criminal and bashed him into a tree multiple times, still gripping him tightly as he screamed. At the end of it he looked quite battered.

As I watched this whole incident happen, I felt myself being yanked back by my Pokemon.

"Dana, get away from that thing!" Rex hissed at me. I glanced at him.

"Why should I? It wanted the guy, not us. Besides, it's freaking adorable!" I said. That last part came out a bit louder than I'd planned.

"It just attacked that man!"

"But it's cuuuuute."

"So is Hibiscus! And we all know she kills people!"

"Nyah Na Nah Nyah," Hibiscus concurred with my Lairon.

"Hibiscus is another story. That robot is cute, end of discussion," I snapped firmly. I was going to rant more, but suddenly Kona spoke up.

"Well, hopefully that little compliment will go over well," he squeaked. I blinked, and looked to see what he meant.

Indeed, I saw.

You see, what I saw was that large robot, now looking at us with a blank face, as if calculating something. Cautiously, I waved.

"Um… hi…?" I said quietly.

And as if those were the magic words, the robot's face appeared very happy, and it opened up its other compartment, firing out two claw-arms. The first latched onto my wrist, and my eyes widened. The second grabbed Kona, making him yelp.

"Nice going, Dana," Rex growled at me.

"I didn't know it would do this!" I shot back. I looked at the robot, which now had what appeared to be a propeller protruding from its head, and it was starting to spin. My eyes widened. It was taking us away, along with that scumbag!

"Shit," I said through gritted teeth.

"My words exactly," to my surprise, Emily was on still on my shoulder with Hibiscus. I gave her a look, "What? It didn't give all of us claws to hang onto."

I realized she had a point. The robot had only grappled Kona and I, the rest of my Pokemon were free. So, seeing as we were about to be dragged away to… somewhere, I told them to hang on.

"Okay, Rex, I'll hold you. Hibiscus, Emily, don't fall off," I said to them, "You okay Kona?"

"…just peachy," my Floatzel replied, trying to bite the claw off his wrist. I rolled my eyes, before using my free arm to grip Rex, grunting slightly from his weight.

Then, just as they were all safe and secure, the robot's little propeller began spinning, and it was soon off the ground, much to my surprise. Hell, that crazy machine could fly, despite the fact it looked about the same weight as a refrigerator!

At any rate, as the robot began to descend higher and higher, I thought a felt something slap me in the neck. When I turned to look, however, nothing was there. Shrugging, I just tried to enjoy the ride. And believe me, it was a bit hard.

Besides the fact being dragged along via my wrist was making it hurt like hell, but as were flying I was beginning to get the feeling we were anywhere near my home anymore. How could I tell? Well, as I drifted my gaze to the ground far below us, I was starting see… strange things. Really strange things. I'm talking otherworldly things. I swore I saw things like giant dancing food items, children getting flung into a meat grinder, and something that looked like it could pass for a Nightmare Chainsaw World.

But as I was about to find out, the weirdness was just warming up.

"Um… do you see those clouds?" Kona said timidly, pointing up ahead. I was almost afraid to look. But, wouldn't you have it, I did anyway.

There, forming ahead of us, were what appeared to be clouds. They were purple and gold, though. And they appeared to be forming a face.

"…that's not normal," Emily said bluntly. I bit my lip, before coming to the only conclusion I had. I let it out in a bit of an outburst.

"Gah! It's a portal to Hell, isn't it?!" I suddenly yelled, "Dammit, we're screwed! Screwed I tell you! SCREEEEWED!!!!" I continued yelling for quite a ways, before the robot suddenly dove into the Hell Clouds, causing a bright flash of light. We all screamed, and I shut my eyes tight.

Finally, after about a minute, I felt the lights clear, and I opened my eyes some. What was before us was… unexpected.

It looked like a volcano of sorts, a really big one. It was surrounded by a jungle. But that wasn't the bizarre part. That part was that there appeared to be a smaller volcano in the big volcano. And on top of the smaller volcano looked like the top of a building. My jaw hung open.

"Whoa… what is this place?" Rex said in hushed tone as the robot floated nearer to the strange volcano world.

"I don't know," I replied, blinking slowly. Wherever it was, I could just sense that this place was just going to interesting. I could feel it.

All of a sudden, the robot gripping us took a very sharp turn, causing the arms holding me and my Pokemon to go slamming into a nearby rock wall. We made impact with it moments later, and then my world went black.

***

Some time later, I woozily opened my eyes a little bit. Where was I? And where were my friends? And why was the ground beneath me so soft and cushy?

Letting out a quiet groan, I tried to survey my location. From the looks of things I was on a plush carpet of sorts (explained the cushiness), and as I stared at it I could see it was some sort of psychedelic yellow. Turning my head slightly forward (I found I was laying on my belly) I could see what looked like a wood desk. Well, okay, there was my front view and my bottom view. Now I was trying to catch what was on my sides.

Turning my head slightly to the left (I wasn't trying to bring any attention to myself) I could happily see the forms of Rex and Emily, both passed out. I then glanced at my right side. There I could see my other two Pokemon. Fortunately, it appeared Hibiscus and Kona were closer to consciousness. I bit my tongue slightly. Okay, they were safe, that was one thing. But I still had one more question: where the hell was I?

And then I heard the voices.

"I just don't get it, Jared," the first voice, a male one, said. Just taking in those first words I could pick up an equation of insanity, curiosity, and just a dash of immaturity coming from the speaker. I listened harder as it continued, "I mean, why in the world would Jailbot bring a female here, let along a pack of all those other… things!"

It sounded annoyed. And I was too. Seriously, I was quite tempted to shoot up and snap at this guy, "Hey, buddy, they aren't 'things', alright? They're Pokemon, and they have feeling too." But I didn't. Instead, I dwelled on what he said.

Jailbot had to be the robot that had grappled us. If that was the case, we must be inside the building in the volcano. Quietly storing that information inside my mind, I continued to eavesdrop, waiting for the right moment to reveal that I wasn't passed out anymore.

"I d-don't know, sir! Jailbot simply brought them here along with Jacknife, and I thought it would be best to bring them here to you!" a new, very stressed out voice responded. I drew out more information. From what it sounded like, the stressed speaker was somewhat below the first speaker, the crazy one, like an employee below a boss. I also got out that the asshole that started this whole thing was named Jacknife.

Taking that in, I paused in my thoughts for a moment, reviewing what I learned so far. It seemed the robot's name was Jailbot, and it had brought that idiot criminal who stole my gems to this place. Suddenly, something dawned on me, and my eyes widened. I totally realized where we had to be, and why a robot would have such as name as Jailbot.

We had to be in some sort of high-security prison.

Oh crap. Oh crap. Oooooh crap, I thought to myself, we're in a prison. A prison, dammit! I'm starting to feel that maybe this wasn't an accident after all… shit.

I admit it, I've been in the slammer once before. I don't really want to go in it. Let's just say I didn't enjoy it, and I've tried to avoid doing it again. Of course, that hasn't stopped me from doing a few things that are just a tad illegal… and the fact I hang around Emily has heightened my list of "crimes" quite a bit.

I swallowed slightly, and hoped to hell that my past wasn't coming back to bite me.

"I can get rid of them," a new, third voice bellowed. It was very deep and masculine. I gritted my teeth. I didn't really want to know how that "getting rid of" would occur.

Now might not be a bad time to reveal myself, I thought, glancing swiftly at my friends. They were still out. No worries, I could wake them up. At any rate, before anyone could agree to the deep-voice speaker's request, I let out a loud moan and struggled to get up.

"Hmm, I don't think getting rid of them be necessary," the first voice said, noting my movement, "It appears our little guests are waking up~!"

"Damn straight we are," I muttered as I got up, making sure to kick my companions as I arose. Soon I could hear them grumbling and getting up as well. Finally, after a minute, I was steady on my feet, and I could finally get a look at the speakers I'd been listening to, and the place we happened to be in.

And let me tell you this: I think my retinas nearly exploded from the blast of color that began striking them. To think I thought the yellow plush carpet was bad.

"Holy crap," Rex muttered, obviously taking everything in. I didn't blame him for that comment. The location we had found ourselves in was one that sucked up all my attention.

The first thing I noticed was we were in a room of sorts, like an office. But no offices I had been in looked like this. Aside from the aforementioned yellow carpet, the ceiling too was crazy. It looked like a freaking LSD planetarium with the swirly moons and stars and… the general acid-trip vibe. There was also a very large window behind the people who had been talking earlier (I still had yet to focus on them) that revealed the "outside" world. And it was insane. Huge buildings. Moving parts left and right. And so much freaking yellow! Somehow I was beginning to doubt this was a prison at all.

Heh, maybe I had just misinterpreted everything. It's not like that hasn't happened before.

Finally, when my eyesight adjusted to all the colors, I focused on the people before me. The second I locked on them, my eyes fell on the sight of one person primarily, and I was certain this was the crazy one.

"I didn't know Willy Wonka had a twin brother," I said under my breath. That was honestly the first thing that came to my mind.

This guy was tall and lanky, though I presume the purple top hat covering mussed black hair added to some of the length. To add to the purple palooza, his suit was violet too, offset only by a creamy yellow shirt and a magenta sash and bowtie. The man gazed at me through large yellow-tinted glasses. And even though that whole ensemble would probably look hideous on anyone else, it surprisingly worked well on this guy.

Suddenly, Mr. Purple's speaking tore me from my thoughts on his wardrobe.

"Well well, did you all have a nice little nap?" he asked, in that overly-cheerful tone that reminded me of child molesters. I let out a weak shutter.

"I suppose we did," I said quietly in response.

"Sir, what are we going to do with them all?!" that same stressed out voice piped up again, causing me to glance at its owner.

It was a short man, standing near the desk. He had what had to be the largest head I'd ever seen. Seriously, it was huge, and… vertical. Anyway, I noted he had a long brown mustache, the same color as his hair, and that he appeared to be having a panic attack. I smirked a little. He looked like the kind of guy Emily would prey on.

"Not now, Jared, I'm talking!" the crazy man hissed. I stood back to attention, keeping my eyes on all that purple. The short man, Jared, I guess that was his name, squeaked.

"So, um, now that we're up…" I stuttered, trying to both change the subject and find the right words for this. I was starting to get just the bit nervous around this guy. He was scaring me.

Fortunately, Rex stepped up to the plate and did the talking for me.

"Now that we're up, how's about you explain to us who you are and what our location is, Mr. Purple-Pants?" my Lairon questioned gruffly, trotting forward.

"Well, that's quite simple," the tall guy replied, not even bothering to look at Rex. He grinned, and I noted a large gap in his front teeth, "I am the Warden, and you're in Superjail, the greatest prison this side of Dimension 56-12!"

Well, any thoughts I had about misinterpreting everything just went right out the window. I had been right; this was a prison. And from the looks of what lay outside, it was a very, very disturbing prison. It was even in another damn dimension for crying out loud! We had crossed over into a different dimension! How was that possible?!

"Superjail, as in, we're in a prison?" Emily suddenly remarked. He voice startled me; I hadn't noticed that she and Hibiscus had crawled back onto my shoulder.

"Yep, it sure is," the Warden replied, "It's my wonderful little pride and joy." I blinked.

"You understood her?" I queried. I was the only one who understood Pokemon, and severely doubted the Warden spoke it fluently.

"…uh, yeah," he said, giving me an odd look.

"Oh, uh, okay," I stammered, trying to regain my composure. I still had no clue why my Pokemon suddenly being understood? That just wasn't normal! Well, as I was learning, it didn't seem anything here was normal…

Anyway, my thoughts were now racing harder than before. At least, they were, until Emily finally got the idea we were in the place where criminals go.

"We're in a prison… we're in a prison…" she repeated slowly and fearfully. Suddenly she yanked at my hair, "Dana, they found out about the bodies, didn't they?!?!" Eyes widening, I grabbed her and shut her mouth with my hand. The last thing I wanted was for that incident to be brought up here.

"Hrm, so, you're name's Dana?" the Warden abruptly asked me. I paused, still gripping my Weavile. Finally, I just dropped her to the ground and tried to look more confident.

"Yep, that's my name," I said, grinning slightly. I suppose it was as good a time as any to make the introductions, "I am Dana, and these are my friends, Rex, Hibiscus, Kona, and Emily." I pointed to each of my Pokemon comrades as I spoke their name.

"Fantabulous," the Warden said, "Well, you know who I am, I just said it. But these are my associates."

Out of the blue, he sprung up from his desk and twisted his body around towards the little guy standing nearby. And I literally mean he twisted it. As in, his body corkscrewed around into a spring shape, as easily as if he was a wet noodle. My jaw dropped slightly.

"That's a little freaky," Kona commented from my side.

"He should get that checked…" I said back. I couldn't really say anything else, for now the springy-Warden was introducing us to his people.

"This here is Jared, Superjail's one and only accountant," Warden said, motioning towards the short, panicky man. Jared waved very slightly. The Warden then spun around so that he somehow situated himself right behind me.

"Jared tends to freak out," he whispered, "Don't mind that." I shivered.

"It's… fine," I replied through gritted teeth, trying to figure out how this man could maneuver his body so. Now he was trotting behind us, to someone I hadn't noticed was there. I was kind of surprised I hadn't. This somebody was a woman, or, at least, I think it was a woman. She looked awfully… manly, even with the pointy pink glasses and red ponytail. I noted a rather large bulge in the skirt of her security guard uniform.

"And this lovely creature here," the Warden said dreamily, "Is the beautiful, beautiful Alice." He drawled out "her" name like it was the greatest thing in world. Alice simply grunted in a very deep tone. I blinked, realized she must have been the one who had said they could get rid of us.

I decided that I didn't like Alice very much.

"Isn't she wonderful?" The Warden was addressing me. I blinked, realizing this question was about Alice.

"A real, um… flower," I stuttered, trying to choice my words carefully. My friends nodded. Just then, Rex spoke up.

"Where's the robot?" he asked, keen blue eyes clearly curious. The Warden's yellow-tinted eyes widened.

"You mean Jailbot, right?" he questioned. Rex nodded, a bit uncertainly, "Ah, of course. I can get him here." Warden whistled loudly, and it seemed to echo all over the place. Seconds later, there was a blast of plaster as Jailbot, the adorable robot that took us here, entered. His emoticon turned happy at the sight of us.

"Jailbot here is a fighting machine," Warden explained as he walked back to his desk, "He's capable of just about anything." As if on cue, Jailbot opened up both his compartments, and various metal tentacles slithered out. Most were tipped with guns and chainsaws and the like, but a few were the claws I was familiar with.

"Nyah Na Nah," Hibiscus said, leaping off my shoulder onto one of the claw arms. Jailbot withdrew the other limbs, and inquisitively watched as my Skitty scurried up the arm and onto the robot's "head".

"Nah Na Nah Nyah Na," Hibiscus chirped, though I couldn't tell if it was directed at me, Jailbot, or the Warden. Either way, Jailbot must have decided Hibiscus wasn't going to do anything, and he simply appeared content she had taken interest in his metal head.

"Uh, so, is this just some of your staff?" I asked the Warden politely. He laughed giddily.

"Actually, no, we're about it," he said. We all blinked.

"You run this giant prison with only four employees?!" Kona interjected, eyes widening with wonder.

"Sometimes five," Warden corrected, "We have a doctor you know."

"That's insane…" Rex muttered. The Warden flashed a grin.

"Thanks," he bubbled.

"Uh, so… if that robot is capable of anything," I chimed in, "I'm assuming that includes dragging us here?" To my surprise, the Warden's features lose their glee for the moment. In fact, he almost looked annoyed.

Yes, it includes that," he said irritably, "To be honest; we're still trying to figure out why Jailbot brought you all here in the first place. Trust me, it's not everyday such a large batch of… things are brought here, especially when some of them are female."

"Excuse me?" I said bluntly, a bit offended.

"Woman are quite a rare sight here in Superjail," Jared said, trying to handle the subject himself, "Aside from Alice, I mean."

That thing's not a woman though, I wanted to say. Instead, I focused on this whole matter. From the looks of things, we weren't exactly a welcome party here. I mean, that Warden guy may have sounded welcoming at first, but I could see it was falling away fast. So, I decided to do the one thing that might help the situation: ask to leave.

"Well, alright. I can see we're not welcome here in this humble little place," I said calmly, entrancing my fingers, "It's really been great and all, but I guess we should just be taken back to our home. It'd be best for all of us, really. So, if Jailbot could just take us back…"

"That's just it," the Warden interrupted me, "You can't leave."

"WHAT?!" my friends and I screamed at the same time.

"Whatdaya mean we can't just leave?!" Emily yelped.

"Nobody can really leave Superjail," the Warden enlightened, "Well, not without special measures anyway."

"What kind of special measures?" I demanded.

"If I told you, they wouldn't be special," he replied, grinning slightly.

"But if we can't leave, what are we suppose to do? Stay here?!" I exclaimed.

"I guess so," the Warden shrugged.

"How long are we gonna be stuck here?!" Rex barked.

"I dunno," he shrugged again, "Eternity?"

"That's a little long…" Emily pointed out. I let out a very agitated groan, and pulled at my hair.

"So lemme get this straight," I said, slowly losing my temper, "We're stuck here for all eternity, and yet you don't even like us?"

"I suppose that's about right," the Warden replied.

"That doesn't make any sense!"

"A lot of things don't make sense here, m'dear. Ya get used to it."

"So, um, is there anything we can do while we stay here?" Kona questioned. His tail twitched eagerly. The Warden scrunched up his features, and thought deeply. I could sense the air tensing as he made his decision.

"I… don't know!" he declared. Well, that was sad.

"Is it really that hard? This place is huge. There's gotta be something," I queried bitterly. My question was ignored.

"…well, if we can't do anything, are we just suppose to wait here?" Rex said. The Wonka clone answered more quickly this time.

"Of course not. You'd be taking up a bunch of space," he replied. I facepalmed, "Jared, how about you show our guests to where they'll be staying here in my wonderful world? It's where the rest of the quarters are."

"How can you already have a room set up for us?" Emily wondered aloud.

"I control everything here," Warden said in boredom, "My own little world of wonder…"

"Um, okaaaay," I said, "Can we just get shown where we're staying?" Again, my question was ignored. It seemed like the Warden had gone into some kind of weird day-dreamy state.

"Come along, I'll show you," Jared interrupted my thoughts, and I turned. He was already almost out the door. Nodding, my friends and I followed. As I headed for the door, I took care as to not be anywhere near Alice. "She" scared me more than anyone really should.

"Nah Nyah Na," Hibiscus muttered, leaping off Jailbot's head onto my shoulder. The large robot looked sad that we were leaving. Smiling slightly, I patted his metal side.

"You really are quite cute," I told him. The seemed to cheer him up, for his emoticon turned happy. I was a little bit frightened that he might try to hug me with his claws of his, but it never happened. I chuckled, before running over to join the rest of my crew.

Once outside the door, I could see were in what looked like a gargantuan hallway. It didn't seem to end in either direction.

Well isn't this just peachy? I thought, calculating my chances of getting lost in this place. They were high.

I sighed. This was not the kind of action I had wanted.

So, what da you think? Dana and her Pokemon appear quite unsure of what's ahead of them, and they have quite the right for that. Trust me, tensions will start to flare between betwen Dana and the fellow citizens of Superjail.

Hmm... well, not much else to say for this first part, save for the fact Jailbot is fun to write for. i love that giant floating refridgerator. :3

Read, review, and all that good stuff now. Makes me happeh. ;D