"There's another world outside of the one you live in- a shadow world. Things go on down here that you people in the light would never believe."

-FullMetal Alchemist

As the light shinned through the small window, ice covering a third of it, a tall built man leaned back against his black leather chair and kicked his feat up onto a metal filing cabinet. A relaxed look showed on his face as he made a stern looking grin, almost wanting to laugh now. His plans were going perfectly, and just a small meeting will help his ideas even further. Brushing his black coat suit, he picked up the phone as it started to ring, "Hello?"

"Kass, sir?" a man on the other side asked, making sure it was the person he was wanting to talk to.

"This is him," the man on the phone, Kass, replied, "What do you want?"

"Three of our grunts have captured the escaped mother's child and found two other hybrids at the old lady's house."

"Hm, very interesting," Kass replied in sarcasm, flicking a speck of dirt off of his thumb with his index finger, "What are the status of the three?"

"Well," the man on the phone started to read something off, probably papers with the information, "The child is a female and has carried the baby DNA over her mother and appears to be healthy. She is currently in a state of shock and anger, so had to lock her up away from the others."

"Typical," Kass stated out loud on the phone, "You kidnap a kid and they act like it is the end of the world. But continue on."

"The other two are both males. The youngest one is around the age of ten or eleven and is an Umbreon hybrid. But the other is about sixteen and is actually a Lugia hybrid. Both-"

"What! The Lugia hybrid?" Kass interrupted, "You mean the one from Dorjan?"

"Yes," the man cleared things up, "Both are calm, probably already use to this kind of situation. This is Dorjan's so called experiment. Which reminds me, Dorjan has been announced dead."

"What can you suspect? Old man gets murder by his own experiment. Poor thing, hates the old geezer to death," Kass muttered again, "I want the Lugia morph in my office after the meeting, is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"And if he has a request for something else for him to come, allow it except anything that might be a problem," Kass made his deal very clear. He wanted no problems and no grudges that might lead to a problem.

"Yes sir." The phone then hanged up.

As Kass looked at a digital clock on his desk, he made a smirk, everything was working above better now. Play a few strings and things could work perfectly. Also with the news of Pokemorphs loose, capturing them could improve things for increasing better results of tests. Patting his stiff thin hair in the back as to settle it down just a little, he gave a yawn. As he got up and left the door, he started to think of some plans of what to say to this kid. "Perhaps a little greed would settle it," Kass muttered, greed was his favorite way of bribing others, including the experiments.

Reaching the first floor, Kass walked down a hallway, now thinking about the meeting with others. As he walked through wooden double doors, he came into a small cemented room, others well dressed sitting at a table. They were all random people, some looking extremely smart, attractive, or rough, but they all were there for one thing. "Welcome to the meeting, partners."

On the lowest floor in one the only cell out of the hundred, Hope gave a sigh. She was kidnapped, never to return again. She had already cried it over, struggling to escape their grip, but she couldn't. But what was worse was her secret. It was a question she never wanted to ask, what did they want from her?

"It is actually simple but perhaps a heart thumping thing for you," Hope remembered a scientist explaining it as he drew blood from her numbed body, "We create a new body for hosts here, reborn as you could say. But you on the other hand will not be going through the rebirth, but you are one of them. You see, you are a human who can transform into a Pokemorph and Pokemon at will, your birth mark proves it."

Hope didn't want to believe it, her red back was just a birth mark, nothing else. They didn't really prove it to her with instructions or anything like that, but doubt was filling her mind each minute that passed. "Now my life is over," she muttered to herself in the darkness, "No hope of a positive future, no dreams to carry out to another level. Just nothing now." Hope gave another sigh before crying again, what about her grandmother now? She was dependent on Hope for almost everything outside of the house. But what about Mac and Zev? What were they going to do? Would they find her? Or would the public do something about it with the champions disappearance? "Time will only tell," Hope said to herself again, "But I'll get out of here, even if it kills me…"

Wow, long time no type… I'm still going to continue this story folks, and I'm thinking of going beyond my original goal so, wish me luck! And yes, hit the review button because it just so happens I know how to tell if you have hit the review button. I know where you live……just kidding, I don't. But still…