Scott glanced down at the boarding pass in his hand, and settled in to wait for the train to arrive. It was already a half hour late, but that was fine. It gave him time to rethink what he discussed with P-chan this morning.

His test scores had finally come back. The comparison's between his statistics when he first arrived and what he rated as now where startling to him. His physical attributes were all above the human average, in the mid teens. He noted that they had a system that seemed fairly similar to old D&D scores.

Though the scoring system had a twenty point max for normal human development instead of eighteen. Ten being the average for a healthy fit human being. His lowest score was a thirteen, and that was for agility.

He chuckled to himself at that. It certainly explained why he hadn't been able to avoid many of Minako's attacks.

What really astonished him though was his intelligence, charisma, and will scores. Somehow he'd rated in the high teens. He'd known he was fairly intelligent back home, but somehow his IQ must have increased a bit since getting here.

His magical and psychic potential rated at least as high as a lesser first tier magic or psychic pokegirl. Though for some reason he couldn't quite manage to use spells or psionic skills. There seemed to be something missing.

He'd memorized the spells, and knew the right imagery to use. His scores showed a great deal of potential talent. Yet, he could not manifest any usable skills.

The good professor theorized that maybe he just needed more life experience, or to keep trying. There may even be some sort of psychic baggage blocking his ability.

Scott had thought about it himself, and began wondering if maybe it was because all the spells here were used by pokegirls and thus had a sort of wave length requiring pokegirl DNA to be usable readily.

It kind of reminded him of the difference between monsters and player characters in roleplaying games. The monsters gained spells and abilities naturally based on race, whereas humans and player characters generally had to learn them.

He hypothesized that maybe that Sukebe dude ingrained the magical and psychic abilities of random mosters from some of these worlds into the pokegirls and that was why they gained spells and abilities naturally. Their human genes would allow them to learn other skills too.

Analise's 'Black knight' sighed to himself. He reread his report as it filtered across his h.u.d. He seemed to have an affinity for white magic, and elemental energies.

He should have the capacity to learn spells. Yet, he just could not manage to use them.

It was annoying the hell out of him, and caused him enough distraction that he entirely missed the arrival of the train.

The blast of the horn sounded several minutes later, startling him a little.

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Minako

SLICER, the Swordswoman Pokégirl

Age:18

Level 1

Experience:213

Experience to next level: 27

Type: Very Near Human

Element: Normal/Fighting

Frequency: Uncommon (Crimson League)

Diet: human diet

Role: fencers, frontline fighters

Libido: High

Strong Vs: Normal, Magic

Weak Vs: Ghost, Psychic

Abilities: Weighted rope/chain LVL 3. Swordsmanship LVL 2, first aid (basic), cooking (basic), Scholastics (intermediate)

Attributes

Hp:29

Chi:54

Mp:12

Psi:7

Attack rating: 34

Defense rating: 15

Strength:22

Agility:19

Endurance:19

Speed:21

Intelligence:16

Wisdom:12

Will:14

Charisma:19

Current Attacks: Swing lvl 2, trip (basic), counter, deflect

Enhancements: Proficiency with any bladed weapon or anything longer than one foot.

Evolves: Gladiatrix (Round Stone), Valkyrie (battle stress), Ronin (normal), or Piratit (Water Stone)

Evolves From: None

Equipment:Rope and hook (main weapon), Street clothes, One pair black jeans, one white tee-shirt. Sneakers.

A slicer found in the forest surrounding the Ophun Research Institute. She was an orphan raised in the local pokekit orphanarium.

She Stands at five feet, six inches, has golden-blond hair, blue eyes, C-cup Breasts, and a perky disposition. She varies from the slicer norm in two difinitive ways.

She uses a weighted rope and hook as her main weapon style, and her libido seems to be set on high status as opposed to the average.

Her owner theorizes that she simply wants to show her affection for him, due to he previous feral experience and she will probably calm down in the near future.

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Scott clicked off his display after he read Minako's information. It all seemed a little different than the stories he'd read back home. Much more detailed. A few things nagged him though.

He thought all pokegirls were a great deal stronger than a normal human. True, from her stats she did have a very high starting base and two attributes above the supposed human maximum. Still, you'd think they'd have an entirely different rating system.

He glanced down at her pokeball in his hand and sighed. He wanted to release her to have someone to talk to, but he knew as soon as he did she'd be all over him.

While he didn't mind this at all, it could become quite distracting.

He had another six hours though until they arrived, so he might as well get to know her a bit better.

"Minako, come on out." he said simply before tossing her ball over to the seat across from him. A red flash of light erupted outwards and the amorous blond girl blinked sleepily. The grogginess wore off immediately though as she spied the black armored form across from her.

"Master!" squealed the girl happily as she leaped across to land happily in his lap.

Scott flushed a little inside his helmet, and stroked her hair lightly as she snuggled into him. Sure his armor might not be the cuddliest thing in the world, but she didn't seem to care.

"How are you feeling this morning Mina?" he asked her softly. His electronically synthesized voice causing her to lean back and look at him.

She beamed happily at him. "I'm good! Um.. master..."

Scott winced a little. He didn't know about this whole, 'master', business. He'd tried to get her to use his name, but she seemed stuck in master mode for now. "Yeah?"

"Um... could you take that off?" she asked cautiously while pointing at his helmet. She hoped she wasn't overstepping herself. She might have grown up as a pokegirl, but she'd never been tamed or had a tamer. Thus, the reason she'd been feral in the first place.

Scott smiled to himself and nodded. The clasps detached themselves, and he removed his 'brain-bucket' revealing his slightly red face to the girl.

"Master are you sick..? Your face is so red!" exclaimed the girl in concern.

"Uh.. no no.. I'm good. heh.. it's just.. the way the helmet sits... is all." he lied somewhat convincingly.

"Ohhh." she said, before she smiled and leaned forward to kiss him tenderly on the cheek. Her arms slipped around his neck and he rubbed her back softly.

He knew what she'd want next, but he tried to keep them in this innocent snuggle as long as possible. Long as possible, turned out to be about eight minutes.

"Master...how long is this train ride?"

Scott sighed and said, "Another five hours or so.. and PLEASE call me something besides master?"

"Good! We have time then!" she exclaimed giddily, ignoring the rest of his statement.

The man shook his head to himself and smiled. She'd be the death of him yet, but what a way to go!

A few minutes later, the cabin was littered with pieces of armor and discarded clothing.

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"So, when's this guy supposed to get here?" asked a green haired ingenue to her harem sister, a pidgy.

The bird pokegirl shrugged and said, "When the train gets here I guess. It's running late."

The very near human pokegirl sighed and twirled her hair a little. Waiting around for these adventurer types was getting annoying. They'd had to come pick them up several times, and none of them had managed to clear the old caves of those creatures, and they'd lost two researchers due to their incompetence.

"We need to just say screw the guild, and put out a tamer all-call." muttered the green haired pokegirl.

The pidgy nodded and shrugged, "Yeah, but the guild's cheaper, and you know how tamers are. They do nothing but bitch and moan if one of those gets broadcast."

"Attention passengers, the train will be arriving in five minutes." came a voice over the loud speaker. It repeated itself a few times and then cut out.

"Well, let's see what they sent us this time." quipped the pidgy.

The ingenue nodded. They might as well, even if it was probably the bottom of the barrel again. Hell, the report said this guy was only a level one agent. He probably wouldn't last the night.

The train pulled in a few minutes later, and they held up a sign with Scott's name on it.

They watched as half the passengers unloaded, and then noted someone in black body armor stepping off, followed by a blond pokegirl.

The armored person looked around briefly and then noticed them and walked over. "Excuse me? Are you two the reasearch site representatives?"

"Are you Scott from the guild?" asked the ingenue.

The armored man nodded and the two pokegirls groaned after scanning him and his pokegirl.

"I just knew they'd send another wanna be." sighed the girl.

"Excuse me?!" snapped Minako, coming to the defense of her apparently beloved master.

The pidgy sighed, "Don't mind her. She's just fed up from being sent the dregs of the adventurers guild. We need someone with a strong harem, and powerful abilities. Yet, they keep sending us weak, low level people."

Scott snorted. "Whatever, it's easy to talk shit to people you don't know."

"Feh! Whatever, HE-RO. You'll probably be killed in the first encounter." snarked the pidgy.

Minako growled and whipped out her rope. "He beat me in a fight and didn't even use a pokegirl! I think he can handle a few midgets with spears!"

The girls glanced at each other and then laughed their asses off.

"What's so funny?" asked Scott.

The two wiped the tears of hilarity from their eyes and then the ingenue manage to say, "Th-that's hilarious! They s-sent us a human with no blood gifts who's only pokegirl is so weak a normal human can kick her ass!"

Scott stared at them, and then activated his H.U.D. He registered them both as only level five. The pidgy's best attack at her level was gust. The ingenue wasn't even a combat capable girl, her stats being below average for her type. Below average meaning, that she was only a little shy of being twice as durable, strong, and quick as a normal human. She could probably punch, kick, and bite efficiently.

The man shrugged, "Yeah, well i'm sure she'd kick the crap out of either of you. No wonder you wusses need help, you're pathetic. Hell MY strength rating is higher than yours." he said while pointing at them.

The pidgy stared at him and then shook her head. "Not only are you weak, you're an idiot. Your pokegirl is a fighting type, genius! She's four levels below me, AND I have a major type advantage"

The man smirked, "So what? That's just words on a screen. Your best attack can only be done if you're close enough to hit her with it."

"You wanna go, human?! You adventurers are all the same! Too stupid to be real tamers, and too weak to ever have any truly useful pokegirls." snapped the ingenue.

Scott shrugged, "I'm ready if you are. How about you, Mina, wanna show them who's boss?"

The pokegirl whirled her rope and nodded. "Oh yeah, lemme at em!"

"Hold it!" came an excited shout from behind the irate pokegirls.

They all looked over as a man in a security guard uniform came running over. "No, battling in the train station. What's wrong with you?!"

"This idiot started it!" whined the ingenue, trying to look cute.

"Bull..shit..!" snapped Scott, with Mina raising her rope in support.

"Look! If you want to fight so badly, do it outside." snapped the man, as he fingered his pokeballs.

They all nodded, and marched outside.

Once there the two irate pokegirls smirked and cracked their knuckles. This was gonna be an easy win for them.

"If you apologize for being idiots we might go easy on you." the ingenue said haughtily.

"Funny! I was thinking the same thing.." murmured Mina, causing Scott to smile to himself.

The humor of that taunt was cut short by a sudden blast of wind, that slammed into the pokegirl hurtling her off her feet to land hard on the ground.

"Ha! Losers! She got taken out already!" snarked the ingenue.

Scott glanced over worriedly but, noticed Minako getting up, with little trouble. Type advantage or not, that pidgy's gust did little damage to anything but her pride.

Scott drew his sword, and squared off against the ingenue as Minako made ready to retaliate against the bird pokegirl.

"Are you nuts? You really think a mere human can beat a pokegirl?" asked the green haired girl incredulously.

"Been there, done that" replied Scott casually as he ran towards the girl, his weapon held in a solid two-handed grip.

The girl snorted and leapt at him, easily clearing the last six feet between him and her. Scott caught offguard, found himself getting kicked solidly in the chest, and propelled backwards. His momentum from his short run, countered by slightly superior strength.

"Heehee, that's what you get for picking on a lil ol girl like me." snickered the ingenue, just before she narrowly avoided a rock to the head that came hurtling from Scott's downed direction. "So rude!"

"I'm gonna enjoy tying you up with your own rope you bimbo!" cackled the pidgy, as she flew up just out of Minako's range and unleashed another gust attack. Truth be told it was her only non normal ability besides flying.

Mina, easily avoided the attack, since it had petered out a few feet from her anyway. The pidgy may have the type advantage, but the universal truth was apparent here as in most places. Low level characters are weak. Whether attacking or defending, didn't matter.

The pidgy grumbled to herself. That idiot tamer had been right. The only thing keeping her from being whipped all to hell was her ability to fly. Her gust attacks even up close barely annoyed the slicer she was fighting. In another ten levels, she thought, the fight would be hers easily, even if the slicer was reasonably still close in level. Right now though, things weren't so easy.

Scott, grunted in pain, as a strong fist hammered down on him again smashing his chest. She couldn't break his armor, like Minako's weapon had, but enough force still traveled through to bruise him, if she hit solidly.

She laughed as she slapped her hands around his helmet and began shaking it back and forth. Her laughter stopped a moment later as some of Scott's old army training came back to him, and she found her left arm grabbed in a lock and her body being rolled over.

With Scott on top now, she struggled with as much strength as she could muster, but found that with him sitting on her chest, his knees buried in her arm pits, that she had little that she could manage.

She bucked and tried to free her arms, and thought she'd managed to make headway, but found somehow that she was now lying on her stomach after all her twists and turns. An arm snaked around her throat, and a gloved hand found it's way to her forehead to pull it back.

Less than half a minute later she was unconscious. "Heh, doesn't matter how strong you are, when you wind up in the rear naked choke lady." snarked Scott. Of course it was an easy move to get out of if you knew how, happily though she'd never bothered to learn even basic wrestling skills, and had solely relied on her strength and speed.

The pidgy danced around Minako's attempted rope swings, and continued laughing. That is, she laughed until a rock collided with her side, distracting her. "What. the..?" she began to say, before a metal hook slammed into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her.

She hit the ground like a rock, and was suddenly assaulted by a hard overhand strike than slammed the metal ruthlessly onto her back.

As her eyes watered from pain, and she gasped like a fish out of water Minako reached her and knelt down over her wheezing form. A few quick punches to the chest and face slaps later had the pidgy begging her to stop.

"You give up?" asked Scott, with his sword drawn and pointed at her.

The pidgy nodded rapidly, trying to breathe.

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"So, you're the new recruit that's here to guard the researchers when we go down to study?" asked an older woman with pink hair. She obviously had more than a little pokegirl DNA in her bloodwork, but apparently didn't threshold. Interesting.

Scott nodded, and Minako smiled happily.

The woman nodded and said, "Ok. We have a long standing rule that we can only accept you if you manage to win a pokegirl battle against one of the team's pokegirls."

Scott raised his eyebrow, though no one saw it. "Really.. so I have to fight someone else today?"

"Someone else?" asked Dr. Gera, the head researcher.

Minako smirked as Scott related the story of how they met with the welcome comittee earlier.

"You two beat Harriet and Sprinkles?" asked Gera incredulously. "But.. they're three levels higher than your slicer! How could a level two pokegirl beat two level five pokegirls, when one has a type advantage!"

"Um.. actually I beat the ingenue. She beat the bird chick and she was level one at the time." stated Scott without missing a beat.

"You beat Sprinkles?! How! You don't register any blood gifts at all!" exclaimed the researcher in a near shout.

"Her name.. is Sprinkles?" said Scott incredulously. His mind was reeling from the knowledge that he'd choked out a chick named Sprinkles.

"Yes.. but.. but.. how?!" exclaimed the doctor again.

Minako giggled in the background at the researcher's antics.

"Oh that? Rear naked choke." said Scott simply.

The doctor stared at him a moment and then from what he'd said, came to the conclusion that he must know some strange form of a sex battling technique.

Minako leaned on her master and he softly stroked her hair. She'd done real well today, and even managed to gain a level from the fight. Heck, she was halfway to leveling again due to the difference in experience level between her and Harriet.

"Well.. if we can verify that with them, then we can go ahead and give you the details." said Dr. Gera after a moment of introspection. Maybe they'd finally been sent someone vaugely competent?

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Well there we have chapter seven. A lot of actual interaction this time around, so yay, not as boring. If anyone thinks I made the fight too easy, then oh well.

Just because a pokegirl is generally supposed to be stronger and faster than the average human being, doesn't mean they'll always be faster or stronger than a well trained one. As far as this variation of the pokegirl world goes, all the bonuses like (Endurance X 5) in the enhancements section, simply means five times the human average. The human average is 8 to 12. So the 'typical' endurance range for such a pokegirl is anywhere from 40-60. A human with an endurance rating of 15 is only one fourth as enduring as the highest end of average for that pokegirl.

Note however, that as pokegirls level and train, their natural abilities increase. All these enhancements are based on lowest possible level that the pokegirl type can be achieved. So a level one ingenue, can have anywhere from 16-24 strength as a starting stat. Under these rules.

Just gaining a level increases stats slightly, so at level five the ingenue in this story had a strength rating of 23. She'd gained one point of strength every level. When a pokegirl reaches her 'max average' she has to actually spend time training that stat to increase it there after. In this instance, the ingenue would have to start weight training, and other physical activities to continue gaining strength after level seven comes around.

Also, since she's deemed to have a X(2) rating, she maxes out at twice the human max. So she could conceivably be able to train her strength up to forty throughout her life.

As a research assistant/pet, she had mostly been doing paper work and getting tamed. To be honest, she was lucky she hadn't gotten fat and grown a bigger ass.

I've always found it interesting, that the original humans to fight against the pokegirls during sukebe's war were entirely normal and human. Yet, though they held their own, whether due to high tech weapons or not the current breed of man is considered too weak to fight even the lowest level pokegirls.

INGENUE, the Generalist Pokégirl

Type: Very Near Human

Element: Normal

Frequency: Common

Diet: Human style foods, leaning towards Vegetarian

Role: Domestics, General labor, anything that doesn't require paranormal powers
Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Ghost
Weak Vs: Fighting, poison attacks, domination attacks

Attacks: Bite, Punch, Kick, Tackle, Pummel, Yell, Wrestle, Growl, Glare, Cheer, Takedown, Leap, Hammer, Dodge, Trample, Concentration, Double Edge, Helping Hand, Love 'N' Affection, Once More

Enhancements: Enhanced Durability (x2), Enhanced Speed (x2), Enhanced Strength (x2)

Evolves: Diva (normal), Damsel (orgasm), Sidekick (any elemental stone), Battle Angel (Heavy Metal; trade item), Duelette (Become competent in Duel Monsters games/win a tournament), Shieldmaiden (Psi Crystal)

Evolves From: Bunnygirl (stress)

A great number of times, girls go through Threshold without any real change, other than maybe getting a little sexier in appearance. When this occurs, they become a Pokégirl known as an Ingenue.

Ingenues are among the most tolerated form of Pokégirl, as they have no animalistic appearance or over-the-top attacks. Even in more anti-Pokégirl Rights Leagues, such as Indigo, Ingenues aren't as badly treated. Essentially, they're hornier humans, although you'll get a dirty look and the cold shoulder from any Ingenue who hears you describe them like that. Their Feral state is mild, leaving them in a state of distraction.

Ingenues are not combat-suitable Pokégirls. They are, however, extremely useful in domestic tasks or basic scut work. Frequently they can be found in stores, working as clerks or chefs. Some Ingenue owners also hide the fact that their girls are Ingenues in consideration for people who don't like Pokégirls. This is easy to do, since Ingenues do not have any distinguishing marks. Also, frequently Ingenues are employed to keep an eye on their ditzier cousins, the Bimbos.

As mentioned earlier, Ingenues are not combat-suitable Pokégirls. During the Revenge War, they were used as infiltrators, sneaking into human encampments and then either spying or, in rarer cases, triggering an evolution to Sidekick through means that were unknown until the discovery of elemental stones.

Some Bunnygirls evolve in Ingenues through stress, although the mechanism is uncertain. Some crueler people have said that forcing a Bunnygirl to use her brain will turn her into an Ingenue. Those people were given a wedgie and hung by their underwear from a flagpole. I am not making this up, there are several recorded incidences of this happening.

Ingenues are a fairly commonplace Threshold. Most girls who undergo a transformation into an Ingenue accept it fairly well, as all they get is a slightly increased libido.

---PIDGY (aka BIRDY, aka CANARY), the Tweety Bird Pokégirl

Type: Animorph (bird)

Element: Flying

Frequency: Common

Diet: insectivore, grains, some plants

Role: often used as a pet, sometimes as a courier or scout

Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Bug, Plant, Fighting

Weak Vs: Cat-type Pokégirls, Rock, Electric

Attacks: Gust, Swift, Taunt, Move By, Quick Attack, Feather Shuriken

Enhancements: Minor levitation ability, lightweight frame, altered digestive system, hips and knees are free-jointed, feet are prehensile, arms and hands are wings, lack of hair (down & feathers), improved respiration, small size (4' or 1.35m), Enhanced Eyesight x3

Evolves: Pidgette (normal), Pidgeota (evolved Pidgette; normal), Swanmaid (Angel Stone), Divette (Water Stone), Falcongentle (battle stress), Hooter (Dark Stone), Murkunt (Moon Shard)

Evolves From: None

Pidgy are one of the common "pet types" found among human society. They are small and lightweight, don't eat a lot, and don't require a lot of maintenance. One of the first, if not the first bird types to appear, it is thought that Pidgys were the basis of most of the other bird type Pokégirls due to their similarities in structure, with the exception of the Legendaries and those modeled after them. The arms and hands of a Pidgy are used as her wings, and are thus useless for anything other than flight, it is their feet which are used for anything regarding fine manipulation. Their lightweight frame is due to the makeup of their bones, which are honeycombed instead of solid, much like a Pre-Sukube bird's only stronger. Their hips and knees are free-jointed, which means that they can bend both forwards and backwards. This aids in landing, takeoff, jumping, feeding, and makes for very interesting taming sessions. Because of their need to use their feet for more mundane tasks, Pidgys are oddly focused on keeping their feet clean. One can often find feral Pidgys splashing about in small pools of water, and any owner of a Pidgy is sure to win her affection via a foot spa. Pidgys are covered in feathers from head to ankle, their feet being slightly scaled with tough skin. The only places devoid of feathers are their nipples and lips, giving their face an owlish appearance. In place of hair, they have slightly longer feathers that seem to simulate hair as well as keeping their heads warmer when flying.

Domesticated Pidgy are often used as couriers or messengers, particularly in mountainous areas where communication lines are difficult to maintain. They can also easily be lookouts, as their eyesight is much keener than a human's coupled with their ability to get up to good vantage points makes them excellent to watch from a 'bird's eye view'. While the thin air at high altitudes makes it difficult for them to fly, they can manage short trips to deliver messages or hunt for food. Thresholded Pidgy usually bemoan their loss of humanity and spend most of their time in the air, flying for the joy it gives them. Eventually they come to terms with their new existence. Their slight levitation ability also assists them here, allowing them to effectively soar when they would otherwise have to flap their wings, as well as assisting in taking off and landing.

Very Rarely, a Pidgy will be born yellow instead of an earth tone brown, these Pidgy are often called Tweetys, and tend to have no fear of cat-types, unlike other Pidgy. These odd bird Pokégirls even find enjoyment in tormenting and teasing cat-types, and should not be allowed in a harem with them, unless the Tamer wants to see chaos ensue. These Tweety types often speak in a cutesy fashion, but are surprisingly more intelligent than a normal Pidgy, even when captured feral. They also retain their small size, gaining no more than one or two inches with each normal evolution, keeping the standard Pidgy B-cup chest size and odd coloration throughout their lives. If evolved with a stone, however, this strange Pidgy becomes a normal colored and tempered evolution.

Feral Pidgy are nearly worthless, even after intensive training their attention span is extremely low. This is due to Pidgy being at the bottom of the Pokégirl food chain when in the wild, and the Pidgy is constantly watching their surroundings for any sign of danger. This ingrained habit is very hard to break in feral Pidgy, and so far the only Pidgy that have any hope are the Tweety types mentioned above.