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Chapter 2


The rest of the day went by very quickly after the news had spread around the school. It was no surprise to Lisa that the party to be arranged next weekend was to celebrate, though she couldn't help but find that morbid. She was particularly lost in thought during band class, when Mr. Odega made mention of the fact that the government could lock up Hybrids if they passed the right legislation. The Rhydon Hybrid everyone knew as Big John even before he changed was in the percussion section with Lisa, "Lis, I think some of the teachers suspect some Hybrids. . ."

"I wouldn't blame them." she replied bluntly.

"Actually Lis, I've counted. There are sixty-nine Hybrids in this school. And all of them are afraid that they'd be falsely accused."

"Even so, they could have killed him while drunk or something."

"You know how many Hybrids showed up the the party last weekend?"

"I thought all of them did."

He shook his head. "There were sixty-seven last week. Sixty-seven showed up."

"So?"

"So you aren't part of that. You and Sid over there are the new ones. And Sid didn't even wake up from taking the drug until this morning."

"Well if Stalinbecker was murdered last night. . ."

"The police pinpointed the time of death to ten in the morning on Sunday, the body just wasn't found until last night."

Lisa blinked. That was news to her. She felt ashamed for even suspecting. . .

"But who didn't show up to the party?"

"I don't know! The only person who would know would be the regular doorman, Burton. Zangoose Hybrid."


"I think I have the list," Burton said to Lisa, later in Physics, "but the first name that comes to my mind is Ennocent Riley."

"When did he take the drug?" Lisa was curious, wondering how long his enmity with Stalinbecker could have lasted.

"About five months ago. He was one of the first. Now that I think about it, he was actually the second. The first was Omar Jones, but he disappeared a month ago."

"I remember that, it was all on the news."

"The police haven't made any arrest, though, not from what I heard on the news during History."

"Why not?"

"He disappeared last night."


The Hybrid side of the community was outraged by this, most now were thinking the Hybrid-haters were responsible for the mysterious disappearances of their friends. Burton had a list, as he usually did. That was the third Hybrid to just vanish. On the other side he listed down names of people suspected of being murdered by Hybrids, which was quite a bit longer. Anna May, Wallace's sister and Charizard Hybrid wrote a comment on the bottom of the list when she saw it, "A few more unexplained murders in this town and the police are just going to lock us all up."

By Wednesday, a lot of students surmised there was a serial killer in town, when the news reported that Richard Mayer was found dead in his swimming pool. They had some particularly graphic bloody pictures, along with some details that the murder was done by some wild pokémon, probably a Sharpedo. Emmet Orion was tested, but his teeth didn't match the marks, so they had to let him go. The other, Simon Baker, didn't show up for school.

On Thursday the general assumption was that the serial killer was trying to blame the Hybrids by using various kinds of Pokémon to do the dirty work. The police were still hesitant to make arrests; the evidence never added up correctly. The most likely suspects disappeared, and even then, evidence was circumstantial at best. Also, Sid evolved into a Lanturn Hybrid after he picked a fight with Tony Smith, the captain of the football team. Almost every Hybrid in school was there to watch them in the junkyard, even though everyone knew that Tony didn't stand a chance. The fight took about ten minutes before Tony was on the dirt ground, unconscious. Big John dragged him home.

Tony Showed up for school as a Aerodactyl Hybrid on Friday, much to the surprise of most of the football team. He was tested for drugs, but the results came back negative, so he was allowed to stay on the team. The list of Hybrids in school was up to seventy-four.

The party at Douglas's on Saturday turned up some unexpected visitors, about nineteen Hybrids from the high school on the other side of town. Lisa was rejected, though, because she was in heat.

"Sorry about that, girl." Burton said, "I know it's one of the best perks, but we can't take chances. See you next week, okay?" He was honestly trying to sound comforting, but Lisa just turned away to hide her tears as she padded back down the sidewalk. She was almost downtown when she felt two large paws on her shoulders, big dark Mightyena paws. "Come on, baby, don't walk so fast." Said the familiar voice. Lisa quickly looked behind her shoulder, "Robbie!" They quickly embraced.

"Come on, Lis, don't be so upset over it. . ."

"I thought I'd just miss another weekend with you. . ."

"I learned my lesson. . . I'm sorry I acted like such a jerk, alright? Come on, let's just go have some ice cream. . ."

The sky was heavily clouded, much like last weekend, but it looked elegant that evening as the pair looked outside from their table in the ice cream parlor. "Thank you. . . a lot for this, Robbie. . ."

"Well, it was easy and hard at the same time. Your scent is driving me crazy."

Lisa blushed, trying to ignore the obvious facts of that statement and taking another bite of her Mocha Fudge. "Why Robbie, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you wanted to try and get in bed with me before next weekend. . .

Robbie raised an eyebrow, "Maybe."

"Oh come on. . . for real?"

"We've already done it before. . ."

"Well, I'm in heat, we can't just. . . unless you. . ."

"Why not? We can take protection, we'll go over to your place. . . your parents are out of town, right?"

Lisa's smile grew broader.


At least thirteen families left the city when the next murder was reported on Monday. But that really wasn't what surprised everyone. The fact that Marcy showed up to school as a Dragonite Hybrid did. Being the main journalist for the school paper, and having bashed Hybrids in last week's edition. . .

"For real, Marcy?" Lisa said to her in shock as she met her that day to walk to school, "I mean, what with all the connected murders going around, and the Hybrids themselves disappearing overnight. . ."

"I know what I'm doing." Marcy said, still her overbearing self, "I decided that I really ought to just go with it. Everyone in school is probably going to be a Hybrid once they hear about more of your exploits next weekend."

The total by next Thursday was a hundred and twenty-seven, and forty-nine for the high school on the other side of town. Eight Hybrids had vanished, and there were almost twenty murders. The entire South Groves residential area was closed down, as everyone moved out. But mostly people just bought better security systems.

Lisa was sitting in History on Friday when Mr. Ike turned on the news, "Legislation was passed just two hours ago that the DNA modifying drug, now known as HybridMaker, is now an illegal substance. People caught possessing the drug will face up to sixty years in prison."

Between the two schools next Monday, there were four hundred ninety-one Hybrids, including a security officer and four teachers.


Inside her brightly lit bedroom, two weeks later on Thursday, Lisa yawned and stretched her arms. "Morning, sweetie. . ." she said to Rob, who was lounging in a chair reading TIME Magazine. "Morning, hon. . ." He said back. Lisa's parents were out of town again, second honeymoon sort of thing. Lisa looked up on the wall, the list Burton made and gave copies to everyone in the school. It was revised every Wednesday, and the current totals were five-hundred ten Hybrids with five teachers and a security guard, eleven vanished Hybrids and twenty-one murders. "I need to remember to ask Burton when all the ones who vanished became Hybrids. . ."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing. . ." Lisa slid out of the bed, suddenly remembering she hadn't worn anything overnight and quickly wrapped a nearby bathrobe around herself. Rob was in one of her father's dark thick blue ones. "Listen to this, Lis," He said, "By current projections, every teenager in America will become a Hybrid by this time in three years."

"And once the penalty is tightened, I'm assuming that rate will just increase all the more sharply."

"Don't you know it. Hey, uh, Burton called about an hour ago. He said that the party at Meck's this weekend has to be canceled."

"Oh. . . well why did he call me?"

"He wants to know how much square footage is in this house."

"What?! A party here? My parents would kill me!"

"Your parents are also in the wealthy sector and have a wine cellar."

"Well in that case, call him back. Tell him we're skipping today and tomorrow so we can get ready."

"Alright!" Robbie seemed particularly pleased by this prospect, as his arm jutting downward in a forceful manner indicated, then he tackled Lisa in a very enthusiastic and loving embrace.


There was maximum attendance that weekend. Recently there had been so many Hybrids that parties had to be split up between houses, and currently there were seven parties going on. Lisa seemed to be so in demand that Burton had to call up during lunchtime on Thursday not four hours later saying the listing had been filled. She was particularly surprised that Marcy was on the list, although she didn't show up yet.

The doorbell rang. Burton answered it (He'd always been fond of Lisa ever since five weeks ago, which is why he was here personally and not one of his contacts) and Marcy stepped inside. "Great to see you. . ." Burton said, "As I seem to recall, this is your first party, right?"

"Right. . ." Marcy was always amazed at Burton's incredible memory. She looked around the living room that the doorway stepped into, right up into the balcony on the second floor. Hybrids were everywhere, talking, some drinking, some smoking, but she didn't see any outlandish behavior anywhere. . .

"Finally decided to come, Marce?" Lisa smiled enchantingly from the couch, curled up with Robbie. The TV was on, tuned to the Pokémon League Championships on ESPN. A little news ticker was on the bottom talking about the recent reports of Hybridism among teens. Robbie was drinking a beer, supposedly someone brought in.

"Well umm. . . I'm amazed, right now. I thought for sure that everyone would be. . . you know."

"Oh, I know my parents would've killed me if I allowed that kind of thing."

"So why'd everyone come?"

". . . which is why it's forbidden anywhere but the bedrooms. They're all occupied right now, but. . ."

"It's only been three hours!"

"I know. But I think Big John and Anna May could use another partner. . ."

"ERRRGH!" Marcy yelled through her teeth, but then she sighed, settled herself, then grabbed a beer and just chugged it, ignoring the bitter unfamiliar taste. "What the hey. You only live once." She said with a stern look on her face, which eventually changed to awkward pleasure three hours later as she decided to join John and Anna.

The rules started to bend what around midnight, but the significant part of the party people were in bedrooms. Lisa was drunk, naked, under Robbie, (Only partially naked) still on the couch where she'd only moved from in order to get more Pizza Rolls, when they both heard a scream from upstairs. A temporary soberness came over the both of them as they wrapped themselves with the handily provided towels and rushed up to the second floor, where most people were crowding around the Master Bedroom, when all of the sudden Burton pushed himself out from the crowd. Lisa noticed his claws were covered in blood, and he ran quickly out the door. Other than that, something seemed odd about him. . .

Robbie looked in the bedroom in horror as he realized what had happened. On the bed, surrounded by the Hybrids, some unclothed, others not, was Marcy's nude body, in a puddle of her own blood. She's been suddenly impaled through the gut. Robbie rushed up to her, pushing through the crowd. "Marcy! What happened?!"

Her words were garbled as she kept spitting up massive amounts of blood, "I. . . I knew it was too. . . too good to be true. . ." And she stopped breathing, her eyes still widened in shock. Robbie ran to the window and puked outside, getting him sober rather quickly.


The party was canceled, everyone went home, but nobody was accounted for anymore. Burton had disappeared that night, no one in town saw him except for Sonny, who lived one street away and was watching the party through his telescope, the information of which he only revealed to the police after Big John 'persuaded' him to talk. The police tried to look for Burton that night, big nobody found him at all. Marcy's body was checked, and she had died from internal bleeding caused by stab wounds from a Zangoose's claws. Following an old imprint the police took of some random Hybrids last week, the claws did not match Burton's. Although there were at least eight or nine witnesses, they'd all been drunk, including Burton.

The funeral was the following Tuesday, Burton's understudy Lynn Gabriel took his place and marked Marcy as the first Hybrid to actually die since the drug was released. Everyone showed up at the funeral.

Lisa swore that out of the corner of her eye she saw at the tree line next to the graveyard some pokémon paying their respects as well.


That was about three months ago.

Lisa sighed, looking over her math exam, last day of the semester. She couldn't concentrate, her grades had been slipping ever since the day Marcy died. Lisa never felt like herself again, and she never hosted another party. No one actually blamed her for the incident, but nobody could find anyone to blame. Her eyes glanced over to the paper with the count on the desk next to her. Number of Hybrids in the school totaled more that 80 percent of the student body, and 10 percent of the faculty, school across town having 50 percent and 5. Murders in town were up to sixty-four, disappearances sharply jumped to sixty-two. Skip Bargin's name was added to the list of murdered Hybrids, although the current suspect was an irate human citizen of the town. Big John was no longer around, nor Wallace, Anna May, Emmet Orion, Lynn Gabriel, Geoffery 'Two-Bit', Mike Thomas, Meck 'Dominator' Quince, Carey Jones, Sandra Sommers. . .

Seems like all the people she admired most were gone. And she'd never asked Burton when everyone actually changed into a Hybrid. That thought only really caused Lisa's feelings to sink lower, and she half-heartedly attempted to complete the test.

And something, she thought, was building inside her.