Me: Hello everyone!

Thunder: Hi!

Shade: Hey.

Me: -yawns- How is everyone?

Thunder: Whoa, what's wrong with you?

Shade: She's tired.

Thunder: Why?

Shade: For staying up all night like an mouse-brain to type this.

Thunder: -blinks- Oh.

Me: Shut up. I need to up date more of my shit okay? God.

Thunder: You mean Mew.

Me: Whatever. Reviews?

Shade: Yes.

Dragoliched- You say you got your computer fixed, and it's been awhile since we've heard from you. Again. We miss you a lot bro. You need to come back, it's just not the same without you. Anyway, thanks for the review dude. It means a lot, and all that stuff. You'll see what experiments were done as the story goes along. The whole story takes place back when the RocketChu were still with Team Rocket, and it tells of their escape from them, and how they come to live in Thunder Forest, which will be where the follow-up begins at. But I'm getting a bit ahead of myself. XD. Anyway, thanks for the review once again dude, if you have a Pichu, Pikachu, Raichu, a Rocket Pokémon, a Team Rocket member you want to add into the story, go ahead. Always welcome for more characters. XD.

Thunder: That's a book.

Me: Kind of..

Shade: Are you gonna start or what?

Me: I am, okay? God..

Thunder: Mew.

Me: Meh! Enjoy everyone!


Chapter 1

The building was quiet. The room was silence, and if one were you drop a pen, it would be heard for miles in the ghost-like building. The building was pitch black, no lights shined at all. It was an eerie place to be at during this time. Suddenly, the sound of a door opening could be heard. A Team Rocket grunt made their way down the halls, and into a room, flipping the light switch.

The room explosed in color, and the grunt had to cover his eyes for a moment against the blinding lights. Shortly after that, more came in, these ones wore long white lab coats and glasses on their faces. The other grunt grumbled something under his breath, and walked away, leaving them alone in the room.

"Alright men," the led worker said, once everyone was in the room. "We have a big day today. Go and see if Experiment X88 is ready."

"Yes sir!"

Two of them headed off into one of the pitch black rooms in the back. Everyone else was still getting things around for what the day was going to bring them. After a few moments, the two of them came back into the room.

"Subject appears to be ready," one of them said.

"Good. Go and bring the subject here."

"Right away."

One of the grunts headed off into the room once again. The led one went over to a table and began putting things that were on it onto the floor, as though he was cleaning it off to make room.

Hopefully this one works better than the last one did, he thought, putting a box onto the white floor. We need more Pokémon to help us take over the world. Failed ones ain't going to do that. We can only hope this one isn't going to be a failure...

By this time, the grunt had come back into the room carrying a large metal tube, with a figure instead of it.

"Set it down here," he ordered.

The other human nodded and sat the tube onto the cleaned table. Everyone crowded around to see what was inside. Inside was a Pikachu. The Pikachu had orange fur with yellow lightning bolts on its head, ears, front paws, chest, back, and on its tail. It had two black stripes on its back and tail, and was floating in green lipud.

"Now, let us see if this is the Pikachu we've been waiting for," the grunt said.


W-where am I? W-what's going on? the Pikachu thought.

He had no idea where he was, or what was going on. He didn't know his name, or even what he was. He could feel himself floating with things on his fur. He was too scared to open his eyes. There was no telling what might be out there. His ears perked up, he could hear voices, but they sounded muffled against the thick glass he was in.

What are they talking about? he thought, straining his ears, trying to make out what the odd voices were saying. It sounded alien to him though, but he could pick up on a few words of what they were saying.

He felt the tube he was in begin the move, and he flinched. Just where was he being taken to? Or was this a normal thing? He didn't know.. He felt the tube be sat back down, he could hear the voices a bit more clearer, but it was still muffled.

"Now, let us see if this is the Pikachu we've been waiting for."

Pikachu? Was that what he was? A Pikachu? The one they've been waiting for? But for what reason? What could they want with a Pikachu?

The stuff he was floating in suddenly began to disappear, he could feel it, and it dripped off his fur once it was gone, and he was now sitting on the cold metal on the floor. The metal wires were removed, and the top of the tube was opened with a loud cling noise. The Pikachu flinched at the sound, it really hear his ears.

"Come out little Pikachu.." a voice said.

The Electric-type froze at that, too scared to move, eyes shut tightly. Should he listen to the voice? Or stay in the tube he knew? After a moment, he opened his eyes and saw an odd creature looking at him, a paw out towards him, smiling. The mouse-like Pokémon frowned, tilting his head to one side.

What sort of creature is that? he wondered.

The creature was still looking at him with that smile on its face, and paw still out towards him. Other creatures like him where all around, watching the two. Were they nice? Were they going to hurt him? Or something worse than that?

"Come on... It's alright," the creature spoke again, it's voice calm and gentle.

The Pikachu blinked before he slowly crawled out of the tube that he had been in for as long as he could remember. He stared up at the creature before him, now standing over him, looking down at him, still with that smile on its face.

"That's a good little Pikachu," the thing said, patting him on the head with a pale paw. "We'll see if this is the Pikachu we've been waiting for. Take it to the battle arena, and let's see how it fights. Put it up against Blade. If it wins, then we know it's the one, and if not, we'll do more experiments on it."

"I thought win or lose we were going to do experiments on it?" one of the other creatures asked.

"We are."

"Then why did-"

"Never mind. Just take the Pikachu and go."

The Pikachu blinked, listening to the talk between the odd creatures. Who was this 'Blade'? And what was a battle arena? What experiments were they going to do to him if he won or lost? Even if he won, he'd still be experimented on as they put it. That didn't seem like it was going to be fair..

He let out a small squeak as he was picked up and being carried away, to only Mew knew where.