"So, if you're willing to help me, are you willing to take the lives of them all, if needed to be?" Demetrie asked Megan. She watched as he walked up to her. she studied his movements carefully.
"Yeah, I can." She replied. "They're both idiots anyway. Even that other girl."
Demetrie smiled. "I think that taking that other girl's life is the way to make Missy vulnerable. They do seem very close." Demetrie speculated. "Since we can't become Pokemon again, the only way to rid of them is to kill them, before they do anything harsh."
"They were planning to try to make the cure airborne." Megan spoke up. "They said they were heading to this lab, somewhere near Petalburg City."
Demetrie stopped. "Damn. If we can make the virus airborne, I'm sure she'll be able to make the cure airborne, too." He started to pace around. "Well, we'll have to stop her before she gets there. It's a long way from here, so we have some time."
Megan crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "Are you going to teach me? I mean, how to fight and kill?"
Demetrie smirked. "Yes, we'll definitely get to that soon enough. but at the moment, I would like to do some tampering with the Virus we still have left that isn't airborne."
"You kept some of the original?" she asked him.
"Of course, in case I needed to use it later. And we can combine it with the mutated one that she has. do a little messing around, and BOOM! an incurable virus!"He stared at her unchanging expression. "think of it this way, if we get rid of Missy, I'm sure you will get the boy. I mean, you, him, and me will be the only humans left on this planet. We could rebuild my society, and take back this world in the name of Yasuo!"
"Ok," she started. "But first, explain this society to me." she demanded, sitting against the tree and he listened to his story.
"Very well, you deserve to know, since I choose you to be my next heir, but that it up to Yasuo only." He sat down across from her and started to explain his society. "My society was created a really long time ago, by a god named Yasuo. He was a God that was banished from both Heaven and Hell, and chose to live on earth with the Pokemon and the mortals. When he discovered the way Pokemon were being treated as slaves to the people, he created a society, and discovered this virus. Well, actually, I should say he created this virus."
"Your God created the virus? Shouldn't the human population be gone by now then?" Megan asked.
"That is very true, it should have, but something messed up, and Yasuo was turned into a Pokemon. He didn't know that would happen, and he became aggressive, and attacked all humans and Pokemon alike, spreading the virus. the virus really wasn't strong enough and only lasted a generation, and sorta of disappeared. But, as generations went on, and several hundred heirs to the throne was chosen, the virus became stronger and stronger, defying all odds and overcoming any kind of antibiotics thrown against it. It finally resurfaced by the time my great-grandfather was a boy, and has lived on through that.
"I became the next heir by Yasuo's will, and I commanded that everyone in the society that reaches a certain age to be turned into Pokemon. all the adults were to keep breeding more and more off spring. I sent a certain amount of those children out into this world, the modern day world, kidnap anyone they see, and bring them there to face Yasuo's will, and be transformed into Pokemon. Well, that is, until we heard about Missy and her friends.
"When I first saw the television program when a women was talking about the cure for the virus, I had sent several of my children out to where the women is and to capture those people who returned to humanity. If you were once a Pokemon, according to our God, you can never turn back. We captured them, and turned all of her friends into Pokemon, right in front of her eyes, and during the last battle, she was the only one who was left. she has gotten on last raw nerve, and she needs to become a Pokemon, forever!"
Megan listened to the whole story, and nodded several times. She could only imagine what had happened that she never knew about before she heard it. She sighed and smiled a bit. "thank you for that story. I'm considering your offer again, and choosing to be on your side. I don't know much about Genetics and DNA, or anything of that matter, but I would love to be of some use."
Demetrie smiled. "Excellent. Good choice." He then stood up. "I just have one condition." He stared at Megan with a stern face. "All I want for you, in the end is to be the breeder of our society, since no other females are around now."
Megan shook her head. "No can do." she then smiled. "But I know of another female that's still a human. That other girl. You could use her to rebuild your society. I'm sure, at her age, she is more fertile than I could ever be."
Demetrie looked at her with a questioning look. "I thought you didn't know about that stuff?"
"I'm a woman, aren't I? i know all the things about women, duh."
Demetrie chuckled. "Yeah, we could use her, but you will also have to contribute in that manner. and I'm serious. If you can't agree to that, I'll just kill you in the end." His stern look came back on his face. "I will kill you, just like Giovanni, who got in my way. Choose."
Megan was stunned. sure, she wanted to help him, but she didn't want to be like a breeding machine for his sick, twisted mind. If she chose yes, he would use her to have sex with and such, unless he could force Blake to do it, too. If Blake would do it, she would do it. and if she chose no, he would kill her in the end. she sighed in defeat. "I don't want to die," she looked up at him. "I'll do it, but only if you can get Blake to do that...breeding...stuff." It felt weird for her to be saying that. It stuck on her tongue for the longest mind, and she couldn't get it out. It was true. She was going to be used for breeding. She remembered that her older brother once called her a slut because she slept with several different guys each week.
"Good. but, if you betray me in anyway, I'll kill you on the spot."
"Understood." Megan said.