Transformation: Project Legend
Chapter 25: Evaluations…
A/N: After a LONG bout of hibernation, I think the time to return to this story has come. I did find it beneficial to put off this story to work on others that needed my attention such as my Transformation sequel "New Dawn", but there's no denying the fact that many of you are hungering for an update to this story that has even grown past my own expectations. I never expected to write past 24 chapters and still keep many of you hooked, but I think I can find a reason why: the characters. In a way, some of you have put each of yourselves into these characters that are evocative of such life that all are concerned for their outcome. And it would be totally inappropriate to leave their fates hanging without conclusion. SO without further ado, lets continue this story.
Thanks for supporting me this far, and its not over yet! XD.
MEE-YAA!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Pokemon, Nintendo does. I also do not own the Transformation universe and its virus; those were established and created by TurtlesandMonkeys and I am only borrowing with her permission. Jonathan Grant and Emily Masterson belong to Lord Nalthren, Drake to Dr. Drake, Ryan to Swack16, Melody to Howl of the Irish moon (formerly Wingless fate), Jared to S11jande, Jessica Mareva belongs to Felix the Eevee trainer, and I own Scottsdale and Daniel.
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I was not alone…
I could sense it. I opened my eyes and saw the woman with the glasses yet again. She was there with a sad look.
She then walked away from the console. I moved to see where she went but the chains held me back. I then heard the door open and saw one of my walls slide open as a door appeared and the woman walked in. She looked to the console and I saw that Dr. Scottsdale was in there watching. He nodded and pressed a button as two metal nozzles appeared from the wall. They looked like laser beams or something. They were there to keep me in check. I looked to the woman as she pulled out a chair and sat in front of me with her notes in front of her.
"Good evening, I'm Miyuki Hanabi, I'm here to do a psychological evaluation."
She reached into her case and pulled out several card sheets. She looked up. "Can you speak telepathically?"
I shook my head. Miyuki shrugged. "Must be a learned trait…"
She sharpened up again. "Oh well, I anticipated you may not have that ability nailed by this point…but I guess it's helpful for Scottsdale…less quibble from you I guess."
She held up two cards. One had an image of a fish all bloody and raw in the ocean. The other was of a ham sandwich on a plate. She looked at me.
"Now, which one of these looks good to you?" She asked. I gulped and tried to motion my head toward the fish at first but I realized what I was doing and tried to pull back and aimed for the sandwich. Miyuki put the cards down and pulled out two others.
"Where do you live?" She asked. One card had a house on it, the other had a grotto in the sea. I moved my head without thinking and saw that I had pointed at the grotto. I shook my head and tried to motion toward the house but she had put the card down. She took out another pair of cards. One had a picture of a boy, the other a picture of a Lugia.
"What are you?" She asked. I tried to move my head toward the picture of the boy but a part of me wanted to go for the Lugia card. I simply put my head down and looked away.
She put the cards down and began to scribble in her notes. She walked up and reached out a hand.
"Just as I thought." She simply said. She almost touched my head when I backed away. She looked at me. "Come on now, I won't hurt you."
The PA clicked. "Ms. Hanabi, I think that will be all for today." Scottsdale said.
She looked at me again. "Come on…" she brought her hand closer and put it against my silver skin. I could feel her warm hand against my rubbery skin and felt an aura of calm rub down me. I closed my eyes as she made contact and I could sense some familiar but distant feelings.
She took her hand off and began to pick up her chair and note cards. She looked at me and winked again before leaving behind the door and it shut behind her.
I could see her in the console with Scottsdale and they were talking, but I was more focused on the feeling I felt when she touched my face. So warm and familiar…just like…
I thought back to when my mom, my real mom, used to do the same thing.
She couldn't be…could she?
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Miyuki walked up to the console where Scottsdale turned to see her. "Well, that was an interesting screening, Ms. Hanabi."
She shrugged and looked at her notes. "It's apparent that the mental deterioration is affecting his judgment skills. He had to second guess himself several times."
"Was the contact necessary." Scottsdale added. Miyuki smirked. "He is, after all, a child. Contact reassures them and makes them more…obedient." She tapped her pen to her glasses. "Not that I have any children of my own." She added with a smirk. Scottsdale looked back at the Lugia. "So how long will it take before he starts gesturing toward the Lugia cards more often?"
Miyuki shrugged. "Could be tomorrow, could be three months, I can't tell without solid data." She opened her steely eyes. "Data that you yourself lost to a simple hack attack."
Scottsdale didn't budge. "He is deteriorating though, correct?"
Miyuki nodded. "Any more time spent copped up in here and he'll be bound to crack. I know I would."
Scottsdale nodded. "Thank you for your analysis, ms. Hanabi." He walked outside of the console and the technician with the camera followed him. Miyuki looked at the Lugia and then to the direction Scottsdale left in. Only a matter of time…
She clacked her heels and began to leave the console.
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Scottsdale put the data tape away for storage and sat in his monitor room, seeing the other divisions conducting test with the other legendaries he assigned them. In one screen the Articuno, was being attacked from behind by the combat drones, and rebounded with a quick blizzard attack. In another, the two Lati were back-to-back doing a psychic attack against several ice drones. They worked better in pairs. The Zapdos was flying through an obstacle course while several ice attacks on its rings activated when it deviated from the course. The Groudon was resting while in the next cell the Kyogre was being fed as tons of sea pokemon such as Remoraid and Magikarp were being poured into the tank and the Kyogre opened its mouth, swallowing seawater and pokemon alike and closing her huge maw. Scottsdale smirked. Ibuki wouldn't even try sushi back then and now look at her…
He looked forward to the test with the Mew, which was scheduled soon. Jessica was continuing her mission of lulling the other legends into submission, but she does seem to get a little agitated when she is bored, occasionally attacking the console when no one was watching her and having her Espeon confer with Scottsdale about her lack of activity.
He clicked several monitors and pulled up Jonathan and Emily's cells and saw the gale grunts and technicians readying the mew for her first field test since being transformed. Jonathan was meditating again. The Suicune was resting in her cell, though recent tests shown her to be very determined and almost as much as a handful as the Lugia boy. Right now Miyuki came in and began to do the screening process on the Suicune. All the answers pointed toward human answers, which showed that the mental status of the girl hasn't budged one bit. If anything, she tried to affirm her human status despite her inhuman form. Miyuki took some notes and stroked the Suicune's hair, a surprised look barely seen on the small monitor. Miyuki walked out of the room.
Scottsdale's radio clicked. "Boss."
"Well?"
"We caught some dude harboring our escaped rat. She got away but I think he'll fill in just nicely. Even with a gun the poor bastard didn't know what hit him." The grunt sniggered.
Scottsdale. "And the girl?"
There was a pause. "As we said, the girl got away. But-"
Scottsdale visibly flinched and clicked the radio closer. "Find her. She can't be allowed to speak out. Do whatever it takes to protect the program. If any word gets out, we are finished."
"Affirmative."
Scottsdale put his radio away. In the mean time, her "protector" can suffer the consequences of her escape…
He went to the synthesized vials and found that they only had one synthesized sample left, an orange one representing the fire titan of the orange islands.
We still have to recollect the samples of the emissaries of Ho-oh and Ho-oh itself, and my order for the three Regis have yet to come in since I lost contact with Shrieker.
He thought about his other options. I do have those meteor rocks that we have yet to ascertain any DNA from, and I could get Sinnoh Samples by next week. He sat back in his chair. Stardust is said to have some relevancy to the "wish-maker"…
He looked to the fire vial. But...why not complete the whole set If I already have two?
He took it out and saw the other base viruses just waiting for their host.
Limitless power…
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Drake felt some slight burning on his shoulder, a reminder that he still existed. He could also feel a dragging sensation on his legs that indicated he was being dragged. He felt light headed. Only when he saw a faint light did his senses kick into full gear…
Samantha…she got away right?
He saw the men in uniforms fade into vision and immediately jerked the arm they were carrying. He began to struggle when one came by and stuck him with a blunt object.
"Looks like he's awake."
"Where is Samantha!" Drake roared as he recovered from the impact but he was struck again.
"You're going to kill him at his rate." The scolding voice of a woman came behind them. Drake looked and saw a woman in a lab coat with glasses and steely blue eyes as she shook her head. "I sweat, you grunts are starting to show you lack of brainpower each day."
"Oh yeah what's it to ya?" One sneered back. "He almost killed me and my bud in the car." He gestured to his compatriot who held a bloody rag to his head. Miyuki snickered. "You are expendable, what do I care?" She turned serious again. "However, we're going to need every candidate available for project legend. They're no good to us dead."
She walked over to drake and picked him up from the grunts. "At least let me patch him up. The medic will see your friend." The grunt threw her a dirty look but led his friend down to the field medic's office. Drake could see some blood on her white coat as she picked him up and dragged him to a small cell. She sat him against the cot. "Here you go…this will sting…" Drake hissed and winced as she placed the burning alcohol on his wound. She then took the sewing needle and began to sew the wound together. "You're lucky the bullet went straight through, no shattered bone." She said with a slight smile. Her eyes seemed kinder now. "Who are you?" Drake asked.
She looked to him. "Did she get away, the little girl?"
Drake realized then. "It was you, you-re the one who-" He was cut off as she pulled tight and it stung.
"Sorry, yes, it was me." She leaned in closer. "He is watching…" She whispered. She then finished closing the wound and took the first aid kit with her and looked back. "Sorry but you can't leave this room." She said whit a hint of sadness and before Drake could do anything she closed the door and he heard the click of a metallic lock. He banged against the door in frustration but had to sit down due to the loss of blood. He decided to take a quick rest…
Then figure a way to get out of here…
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I think I'll stop here. Sorry for the somewhat short chap, but this felt like a good place stop. This was just to get back into the flow of things and setting up for a major surprise in later chapters. It was while writing the monitor scene I realized how much legendaries I have…and its still growing! XD
No wonder Scottsdale is doing isolated tests now. I loved the Miyuki/ Daniel chat just for its simplicity and I think Miyuki just grows more questionable with each turn. And that's why I like her. I also ran a wish list on Scottsdale's part and mentioned some meteor rock….
Well, I hope you like this eventual comeback to this story and please review! Jonesycat, out! MEE-YAA!