This is my next chapter, It is back story along with the next chapter after that I promise there will be a lot more to do with Pokémon in the chapters 4+. I will get the next chapter up shortly, please review. I will see you later.

4 years earlier at the UCLA campus L.A. California

This was the college I went to and also the place where the discovery that got me involved in the craziness I was now facing. While I enjoyed my time here the challenges of being a student did weigh on me occasionally. I wasn't a party kind of person so I usually figured some way of creating chaos around the campus for fun. This was in the form of simple pranks all the way up to hacking the school's computer systems. This resulted in me getting a legendary status around the school, along with getting me into trouble… a lot.

Well, let's just say that my last little entertainment project didn't end so well, since I got not just myself in lockup, but the other six members of my team as well. In my defense, how was I supposed to know there was a fraction of my gateway program that didn't get fully deleted? Also, how was I supposed to know they would have the entire computer science department work on reconstructing it based off that fraction? But they did and so that's why I and six other people were here, but we weren't the only ones here, but we were by far the most respected. That tends to happen when you pull off getting computers to argue with professors, and then at a set time we set the computers to display a video of one of us in a mask taunting security for good measure. What also added to that respect was the fact we got caught three months after the incident and we only got a day of it because "it was a good educational experience" but either way we were here.

I looked over at the person seated next to me and asked him "so… what are you in for?".

"I had a…umm disagreement with a professor on what gene we should use in a gene treatment" he said sighing a little afterwards.

"Well, I've heard on professors marking people down in their classes over disagreements but putting you into lockdown?" I said wondering what would be the cause for such overkill.

"Umm… well it was a little more than the disagreement" he said with a bit of a sheepish smile. "You see I may have gotten into a yelling match and then I may have… used the gene he told me not to anyway." Grinning mischievously as he admitted his crime.

That's when he…

Back to the "Interview room"

"Excuse me! But what relevance does this have with the… Oh what did you call it? Project Genesis?" The agent interrupted with an annoyed tone.

"I was getting to that, but I will speed it up a bit" I reassured him. After he grudgingly acknowledged my comment I began again "Where were we?... Oh that's right he was asking me about my crime"

UCLA Campus

He wanted to know what I did to get in here and I can tell you I just about shit bricks because I had yet seen someone who didn't know my crime. I didn't really like the attention to my activities since it made it hard to pull pranks and such so I told him I got caught with booze or something along those lines. My response just made him smile and nod saying "Well, you turned out to be worth talking to after all. I thought someone as infamous as you would be bragging about your crime, so I wanted to see if you would. Oh right my name is Evan by the way, Evan Michelson" He said introducing himself.

It was at that point I glanced down and noticed a notebook he had in front of him. On it were a bunch of equations I didn't bother to read. I then asked him "What's that?" while pointing to the note book. He looked down and saw what I was pointing at and said "Oh this? It's just a project I working on"

"What kind of project?" I asked

"Well, you see I'm hoping this is a fixed genetic sequence that could repair genetic disorders" he elaborated.

"Wow cool! Let me see" I said grabbing the Notebook reading the notes he had. I had to struggle with it a bit, but I could decipher it because I had taken some bio classes, but they were obviously less advanced than his.

Evan continued as I read through the notes saying "Yah the DNA structures should work the problem is administering it effectively" he said.

"Well, wouldn't you use Germ-Line Therapy?" I asked him looking up from the notebook.

"Ahh… how did you?" He said rather confused "I thought you were in the Computer Science and Communications fields?" he said giving me a suspicious look.

While it was true that those where the areas I was majoring in those areas I had been taking Bio-tech classes. Admittedly it was to research the possibility of DNA based computers, but I still learned about forming cellular structures and how to use them.

"Bio-Tech" I explained "I learned a lot on how perform this type of gene therapy, but not as much about the Genetics being delivered" I admitted.

That's when Evan got an Idea. If only we knew how much this idea of his would throw our lives into chaos.

2 Months Later

Evan's idea turned out to be me, him, and a few others getting together to work on something we called project Golden Fleece. Of course, this "project" was supposed to be top-secret, hush hush and all that, but really it was one of the most well document "secret projects" since Area 51.

People didn't just know the name of the project they knew what its goals were. Golden Fleece got mixed reviews from the people on campus. Some people said it was amazing what we were doing for medical research while others called us mad scientists and some other names… which I shall not repeat during this interview. Either way I used these reactions the best way I could, for example I started putting flyers up for test subjects in a joke flyer that I knew would cause the people who were afraid of what we were doing to freak out, which it did. I also got very good at an evil laugh to use whenever someone called me monster or something like that.

Anyway, we were two months into the Golden Fleece project when we did our first test on the lab rats. Over the course of those two months we had all made major strides, but everyone said the greatest advancement was the delivery system that the injection ran on. Which Evan and I put together, but he said he only help with some of the RNA encoding for it and said that I had done the rest. I can honestly say I don't know how accurate that is exactly, but I was happy to take credit for the advance.

Interview Room – Present Day

"Wow wow wow! Backup, are you telling me you took credit for discovering something that you never did?" the agent asked me in the middle of my story.

"No I did work on the delivery system, and he did help with the RNA encoding I just think with the amount of work he put in on the system he dissevered at least half the credit, but he wouldn't take it" I explained

"What did Evan do exactly on this project" The agent asked

"He was the head of the entire project and the DNA sequencing, encoding, and packaging" I explained

"And you?" the interviewer said with a questioning look on his face

"I was the head of the Delivery/ Biotech team" I said nodding

"Now as I was saying…

UCLA Campus- 4 years earlier

The system we needed had to allow us to alter the DNA of the individual after conception or birth which made it a difficult task. Especially since we wanted to only use one injection to complete this task. The system we came up with was fairly ingenious and if it worked like it did on paper it would only need one shot to work. How we made it was first we took an E-coli bacteria and removed the DNA in it, we then replaced it with the modified E-Coli DNA, We also added the DNA we wanted it to deliver as a separate unread gene that was carried by the bacteria. We then took the modified bacteria and placed it in a bioreactor where it multiplied itself along with the DNA we wanted to deliver. We programmed the bacteria cells to produce the instruction RNA that when exposed to a chemical compound we would introduce them with. Once the instruction mRNA (Messenger RNA) was formed it started to produce proteins that were then supposed to be formed into an orb like shape. While that was happening the mRNA that was produced also gives instructions to start replicating the DNA we wanted to deliver and package it into the protein orb which creates a virus like object. We named this virus like object a delivery packet, while it may be similar to a Virus there is a major difference, it can leave the cell that produced it without causing the cell damage. This process would continue for as long as we liked and the Delivery Packet could not leave the cell until we introduce out enabler compound which was similar to the first in that it activates a piece of the added genetic code of the bacteria. This would hopefully spread the desired genetic code because the delivery packets not only carried the DNA that was supposed to replace the old DNA in the nucleus inside the new DNA were the instructions to produce more delivery packets containing the replacement DNA.

We were ready to test product of our labor we had even factored in the immune system response and countered it by having delivery packets "infect" the white blood cells informing them that the new DNA is not an enemy. Hopefully this process would continue until all the cells in the patient's body had the corrected DNA. Granted this would not happen overnight, but in theory it would only require one injection and if it was someone like me getting the treatment that was good thing.

Now we had made our first complete batch of the substance and decided to call it RGRA Prototype-1 which stood for Rat Genetic Repair Agent Prototype Version 1. We prepared our 25 special rats that had intentionally been given a case of Muscular Dystrophy for the injection. We had a total of 50 of these special rats half was to be injected with RGRA Prototype-1, the other half was set up to be our control group and was to be given no treatment for their disorder. We had run exams on all of the rats before the test to get an initial result to compare the symptoms before and after the injections.

As we prepped for the test we loaded the primed RGRA (RGRA that has been exposed to the chemical that initiates the formation of the Delivery Packets) into one side of our specially designed syringes and the arming agent (Chemical that starts the release of the Delivery Packets) into the other. The special part of these syringes was the fact it combined the arming agent and the RGRA as it was being injected allowing for a simple procedure.

As we started our injections on the rats in test group A we suddenly heard a huge racket from outside the walls of the lab. We decide to go and see what was going on outside and looked out the windows. What we saw was a bunch of people holding signs saying something about animal rights, and to stop animal testing. It was clear that they were one of those crazy over the top animal rights group that you see on TV all the time. While this would have frustrated many research teams this was not true for us in the slightest, we were glad to see them in fact we had started to worry they wouldn't show up.

"Bout time they showed up. I thought they were gonna miss out on the surprise." I said with a devious smile.

"All right we'll put the injections on hold, go have some fun, and don't blow off your hands ok guys" Evan said as he shook his head.

With Evan's ok we ran to the roof and pushed forward the three hypersonic direction speakers we had "borrowed" from the electronics classes. We aimed the three speakers at the protesters, widened the beam a bit, and turned on the wobble sound cranking up the volume. We knew they could hear it because they started to cover their ears and some broke from the crowed to get out of its range. That's when we started throwing some fire crackers into the crowd and switch one of the speaker to a gun fire sound. You should have seen the crowd scatter after that it was like they were ants and someone had just gotten fried by a magnifying glass. At that point we started cheering and high fiving as we had finally done what we wished someone would have had done for years. After most of the protesters had run away we put the stuff away, our cookout to protest the protestors was about to start in five minutes and it had that spot reserved so the crazy Animal rights protestors wouldn't be able to return.

Anyway we went down to the lab to complete the test and after a little calibration we got down to business. In a short while we had finished all of the 25 injections for Group A and our 25 saline injections for our control group. After placing the rats back into storage we ran outside and joined the now popular cookout. The barbeques had lines full of students, but I guess that's what happens when you offer free food at a school.

2 Weeks Later

Well, our first test didn't go as well as we hoped only 4 of the 25 rats injected with the RGRA survived and one of those four that survived had experienced severe damage to the nervous system. The good news was that all of the 4 that survived symptoms had not gotten any worse and had stayed the same as they had when they had received the injection. The control group however was a different story. The Muscular Dystrophy they have was designed to progress very rapidly and by the time two weeks came around we had to put all of them down to stop their suffering.

We had much better success with RGRA Prototype-2 which resulted in 20 of the 25 rats injected living, all of which had been completely cured from their genetic disorder with no side effects. These results were enough to attract the attention of one of the professors who thought we should enter it into a completion for best break troughs of the year which we agreed to enter.

Sacramento California- 1 month later

When we entered into the competition we created the first fully developed version of our injection which we called RGRA-1. It was an effective substance which only 3 of the 50 rats had died from complications and the ones that lived were fully cured with no side effects. We had even ran double blind studies to assure that these results were accurate. We felt highly confident in our substance and were proud to have been able to work on the team that created it.

When we walked through the door of the conference hall that the completion we were attending we instantly saw a large banner. The banner read "The GeneTec Competition for Break-Throughs in Genetic Research" The banner also had a picture of a model of DNA.

The room smelled like a stuffy office mixed in with the smell of coffee. It was a bit of an expected smell, but when I found the smell of the coffee I started to look for its source. I didn't see any coffee pots, but I did see large groups of people wearing white lab coats. Glancing down at my school sweatshirt I realized I must have looked like I didn't belong here. As our group walked to our assigned area for the competition the others must have gotten the same impression I had since they seemed to be glancing down at what they were wearing as I had done earlier.

Once we had found our reserved spot we began to set up our boards, projectors, and finally we had set up computers that showed how our injection worked. After the displays had been set up we opened the protective casing that had the containers of RGRA in it along with our specially designed syringes. We set them up in a display area where we could show how they worked to the other people at the competition.

We had a couple of hours before the judges came and so we took turns at tending our booth so some of us could go and look at the other exhibits that were there. When it was my turn for a break I left with the 3 others that had been there with me we left the booth to go find some lunch. We had found a burger stand, where we went in and had lunch.

After we had eaten we looked at a few of the exhibits around the conference hall. After that we decided to go check to see how the others were doing at the stand before heading off for the remainder of our break. What we saw as we turned the corner and looked to the spot where our booth was made our jaws drop. There was a huge crowd standing around and it looked as if they were asking questions.

When Evan spotted him he yelled out "Kurtis quick I need help!"

Rolling my eyes I went over to him and asked him in an annoyed tone "With what?"

"I need you to help me answer his question, since he is asking about your system" Evan explained

"OK, but only this one I still want the rest of my break" I told him, but I got the feeling there was no break for me in the foreseeable future.

I turned to the scientist standing in front of me who then asked me a question I honestly can't remember because it was a simple question. What I do remember about this question is my realization that Evan could have easily answered his question, that and the fact that when I finished answering it I got hit with a Tidal Wave of new questions. I also noted that something or someone had told them I was the creator of the delivery system because they kept asking me how I came up with it.

I never did get back to my break, the barrage of question continued until the judges arrived at our booth. I can honestly say I was never happier to have judges critiquing the work I had done. The Judges seemed really impressed with the work we had done, but at the same time they seemed suspicious of us, I think it was our clothes.

When the judging had finished we went into the award ceremony it took a while because of all of the different categories. We had gotten 1st in most revolutionary gene therapy technique and 2nd in most revolutionary medical advancement only losing to a team that had made a machine that printed out vital organs. That is not what is important in the story, what is important was something that none of us knew at the time. What we did not know was the fact the person that would decided our future was one of the scientists in the lab coats that had been watching us the entire time.

Interrogation Room- Present Day

"I get why you were telling us this now" The examiner said nodding his head.

"Yes it was important for me to explain a bit of the background for you, but I still need to tell you about the job offer I received" I told the unnamed agent.

"Alright you can continue" the agent said nodding

"Right then where should I start… Ah! I know I start with the day I got the offer…"

UCLA Dorms-3 weeks after the competition

The day I got the offer was a Saturday so I didn't get up till about noon and after an hour or so I had gotten dressed and met my friends to have lunch. After we ate we decided to all go back up to my dorm and hang out for a while before we went to the movie we planned to go see. We had been sitting around BSing for about 45 minutes when we heard a knock on my door. I thought it was someone next door to us telling us to quiet down, so you can imagine my surprise to find a guy in a black suit and aviators standing in my doorway.

"Um… can I help you?" I asked looking into the glasses of the man wearing a serious face.

"I am here on behalf of the government" he said flashing an official looking badge of some organization I've never heard of before.

"Did I do something wrong?" I said with a worried tone.

"I came here to offer you a job" he said in a monotonous voice "It pays well and has good benefits. If you are interested please follow me to the safe zone to discuss the details with the Colonial" he said coldly.

As soon as I heard good pay I was in. I got my shoes on told everyone I'd be back in a little bit and then followed the guy in the black suit to a black limo. Once I was in the limo someone gave the order do begin driving and we took off. Looking in front of me I saw a man in full cameo, boots and a beret looking back at me.

"So, you are Rick Morison, I've heard quite a bit about you" he said shaking my hand. "My name is Colonial Weaver, and I called you here because I've got a proposition for you"

"A proposition?" I said in a curious tone.

"Yes I want you to work on something we call Project Genesis" He explained

"What exactly is this Project Genesis" I asked him

"I'm sorry to say I can't give you the major details until you are committed; however I can tell you that this is one of the most secret projects we have running and your starting pay will be $100,000" he told me

"100,000 a year correct?" I asked

"No, a month" he clarified

At this news I just stared and stared because I couldn't believe what I was being asked.

"What would I be doing" I asked

"You will be working in the field of genetics" He answered. "So, are you in, or shall I drop you off at the school?" he asked me.

What could I say I mean at that point in time I was living on about 200 dollars a month so that 100,000 dollars a month was awe inspiring. The only problem I had was the fact I had no Idea what they wanted me to actually do. Finally, after a long silence which I stared at the floor of the car thinking I gave my answer.

"I'm in" I said with a low voice that came from the little bit of uneasiness I still had.

"Excellent! I knew when I read your file you would be perfect for the job." The colonial said beaming at me.

"So, what will I be doing" I asked

"All will be explained on your flight to the test site. Until then we will drop you off at the school were you will return to your dorm, pack your things, get a good night's sleep, and then follow the agent that will collect you in the morning to take you to the airport. Understood?" The Colonial said like he had rehearsed it.

"I have one question" I said

"Yes, what is that?" he asked

"What do I do when my friends ask me where I've been or where I'm going?" I asked him

"Ahh, good question. Just tell them that you got a Job offer and you decided to take it." He said nodding.

A short while later I returned to my dorm room; upon entering I was bombarded with questions about where I had been for the past hour. I answered these questions by telling them I had gotten a really good job offer and would be leaving in the morning. Which was then followed by the question "How good?"

"100,000 a Month good" I answered.

"Dollars!" someone asked in a shocked voice.

"Yeah and that's the starting pay" I told them

"Damn! I can see why your leaving" one of my friends said shaking his head

The next morning I had woken up had some toast before I heard a knock at the door. I answered it and found the same man who was at my door yesterday.

"Is it time?" I asked the man in the black suit

After he gave a quick single nod I grabbed my bags that contained the few things I had collected that I cared to keep (the majority of which was cloths) and followed him to a black limo in the parking lot. The car then car then took me to the airport, where after a security check I boarded an unmarked Air Force C-17. Once I was in the air the General in command of Project Genesis came out of a door behind me and started to answer question I had about the project.

Interview Room- Present Day

"The most interesting thing that General Elwood told me was what the goal of Project Genesis was" I told the interviewer.

"What was the goal of the project" The unnamed agent asked me with a hint of excitement in his voice.

I looked around a bit nervous because this was the part I had been dreading because I knew he would think I was crazy.

"This may be a bit hard to swallow but… The goal of Project Genesis was to…" I said not able to finish the sentence.

"What is it? Spit it out, I'll believe you" He said encouraging me to continue

"The goal was to make a real Pokémon"