Time for Chp. 15! I apoligize in advance for the cliffhanger, but it's nessacary for Chp. 16, and
I promise, I will not end 16 in a cliffhanger. The sad part of the story I promised won't be coming
till later, so keep those tissues on hand. I guess I'd better stop babbling and start writing.
Here's Chp. 15! Please R&R!
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Chp. 15-Losses and Realizations
"I...don't believe it..." Our son?! Me and Sara had a son?! I looked at Sara, who seemed
to be really thinking about something. Sure, I thought she was a nice looking girl, even with the
muzzle and everything else, but...first love? Then comes marriage? Then comes...well, you know
how that old song goes.
"Guys!" Paul was waving to us from one of the classrooms. "Hurry up!"
"We're coming..." Sara said, slowly going towards Paul. I followed her into the room,
trying to figure out exactly what was going on.
The room itself was pretty big, and also pretty dark. The floor was made of entirly cold
concrete, and their were no chairs or desks, so everyone sat on the floor. The teacher didn't
even have a desk. All she had was a pile of notebooks in one corner and a chalkboard on the wall.
Vaporeon stood off by himself in one corner of the room, so Sara and I waded our way over to him,
watching for tentacles, tails and whatever else we might step on.
"Dan! Sara!" He seemed happy to see us, but also sounded really scared. "What's going on
around here? Everyone keeps speaking Vaporeon, and when I try to say that this wrong, everyone
looks at me funny."
"We know, Vaporeon, we know." I assured him, taking a seat on the floor. "Someone is doing
this to us to show us something. He made this dream world."
"This is a dream?" I nodded. Vaporeon seemed unbelieving. "But...this can't be a dream."
"Why not?" Sara asked.
"When everyone was trying to class before, I got poked by him." He looked over at a
Sandslash Hybrid. The boy seemed to be mostly human, except for the tanish skin, giant claw hands,
and the spines poking through the back of his shirt, but beyond that, I couldn't get a good look.
"He hurt me."
"What?" This couldn't be happening...unless...I grabbed a small piece of my fur from my
neck and pulled. It came out, leaving a sharp stinging sensation. "Dream Eater again..."
"Alright class, everyone sit as best as you can." The teacher was an old woman who looked
like she could be my grandmothers grandmother. She was human, and at first I was confused as to
why she would be teaching this instead of another Hybrid. I found out later from Paul that Hybrids
weren't allowed to teach. They probably put her down here just to fill up the class spot. "As
you know, today is the big exam."
"Big exam?" Oh man, I wasn't ready for a test! With my luck, this would be calculus or
physics or forigen languages. What was I gonna do?!
The teacher began to pass out the notebooks in the corner, instructing us that the test
questions were already inside the book. Pencils were already hooked into the binding of the
notebook, so I didn't have to go looking for one. Pulling it out, I opened the book, expecting to
be sitting there for hours trying to figure this out. Imagine my shock and confusion when I read
the single question.
"Write, in order, the letters of the alphabet. Write both uppercase and lowercase letters
for each."
"That's it?" I flipped through the entire notebook, looking for other questions. That was
the only question in the book.
"Oh, you guys have been shifting your whole life?" Paul came over and sat next to our
little group.
"Shifting our whole lives?" Sara asked. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, you know how to do the advanced work. My parents taught me when I was little, so I
know this stuff, but everyone else is just starting to remember how to do this."
"Just starting?"
"Well, yeah, maybe everyone else knew it at one point, but you know how it is..."
"No, we don't." I replied.
"Really?" Paul seemed confused, but he explained anyway. "When a person first becomes a
Hybrid, they have to undergo years of testing and solitary to make sure they're not dangerous.
With all that time they spend away from society, they tend to lose everything they once knew. They
usually don't even remember their own name or who their family is. I got lucky and avoided that,
and I guess you guys did to."
"What?!" This wasn't making any sense! What was even the point of all that testing and
stuff if all it did was turn once normal people into a child trapped in a adults body?!
I looked around the room at everyone else. Surely no one else was having any problem with
this...except they were. Almost everyone else in the room seemed stumped by the single question.
I glanced over at Vaporeon, who was really trying to remember what the first letter Sara taught
him. He started to write an A that looked nothing like it. He erased it, and tried again, still
nowhere close. I watched him do this for what seemed like forever. Others close to me did the same
thing. They had no clue what to write. Even when it came to writing letters that were right in
the question, they still didn't understand what to do.
"Why don't they just copy the letters in the question?" Sara asked no one in paticular.
"Because they can't read, either." Paul pointed out.
"They can't read?! Then how do they even know what the question is?!"
"Well, the whole course is about learning the alphabet, and everyday, they remind us that
the final exam is going to be on this."
This was nuts! This was inhumane!...then again, they aren't human...that's it. They're
treated like this because they aren't human. They may be half human, but that's not enough. I know
it may not make sense to many people, but to the short-sighted racist individual, it made perfect
sense.
I completed the test without much difficulty, and waited the rest of the school day in
that room. When we were released, Paul asked if we'd mind coming with him. He said he needed to do
some things, and he might need some help.
"Sure." I said. We needed a guide through this weird world, and Paul was the best we could
get on such short notice. After we'd been bought to Paul's home on a bus that looked like the back
of the police transport I'd been rudely thrown into in Viridian, we started off down the road.
"Hey Paul," Sara said. "how come you're not wearing those Control Bands like everyone else?"
"Well..." he looked around quickly before going on. "I shouldn't really be telling you
this, but they don't work on me."
"They don't?" Vaporeon said, confused. "Why not?"
"Because I'm a dual Hybrid."
"Uh...come again?" I asked.
"I'm a dual Hybrid. The bands don't work because there's no way to cancel out the impulses
that let me shapeshift. The bands can only handle one set of impulses from one Poke'mon whereas I
use two when I shift. Using two different bands doesn't work, and you need to cancel out both of
the impulses at the same time to cancel out any of them."
"Oh..." A thought just occured to me. Why don't all Hybrids mate outside their species?
Sure, it might be a bit akward at times, but if it cancels out both sig...
"It's too bad they made it illegal for us to mate after I came around."
"What?"
"Yeah, Hybrids aren't allowed to make...love..." Paul said, kinda sheepishly.
"And...what happens if they do?" Sara asked.
"Usually life in prison, and if the girl is pregnant, they kill the baby."
"Oh my..." What happened to freedom of choice?! Did the government twist around that so
badly that Hybrids have almost no choice in life at all?!
Really not happy with the person behind all this, we followed Paul for a while. Whenever
we asked where we were going, Paul didn't say anything. When he stopped in front of the HappyDale
Sanitarium, I was really confused.
"What are we doing here?"
"It's visiting day here."
"And...who are we visiting?"
I swear, he looked directly at me when he said it.
"My Dad."
I was in such shock that Sara had to drag me into the place. Paul was the only one with
I.D. when we got in, so we were forced to stay in a waiting room while he went into the interview
room.
It was impossible to hear anything through the door, which they must have sound-proofed
intentionally. However, I could still look through the glass of the door into the room. The room
looked like a big cafetria, and Paul sat on one side of a table. When they bought out my future
self, I couldn't even tell it was me at first. I'd changed so much that I couldn't even tell it
was me, and the changes were not good at all.
My future self looked pretty much the same in size and shape; I just looked taller and
slighty bigger. However, my fur was all grey and long, like I'd hadn't cut it since I became a
Hybrid. My tail dragged along lifelessly behind me, collecting dust as I made my way over to
my son. Even my eyes were grey and cold; they'd lost their color and brightness(or at least that's
how Sara explained it to me. Girls are better at this emotional stuff, so I let Sara handle this),
The two of them talked for a while, and while I was sure that the guy behind all this was
controlling what they said, it seemed to be pretty emotional. None of the rest of us said a lot.
What was to be said? I just reflected on my thoughts, and tried to figure out what we were supposed
to learn so we could get out of this messed up world. So far, though, all I could put together was,
"Human good, Hybrid bad."
We waited about an hour before my future self was hauled back through the door which he'd
come through. Paul looked like he was about to cry, but he held himself together and came out,
pretending that nothing had happened. I waited till we were outside before I asked any questions.
"So...Paul, how's your Dad holding up?"
"Better. They're giving him a little butter with his bread now, so he's as happy as he can
be."
"That's...nice..." What else could I say? That was supposed to be me! "So...how'd he...
you know..."
"Lose it?" I nodded slowly. "After Mom left, he just started to keep away from everyone.
I tried to help him, but he wouldn't open up to anyone. Eventually, they took him away when they
thought he'd be too dangerous to leave out in the public."
"Oh." This couldn't be right. I couldn't go crazy...could I? I'd always bet one of my
uncles would be the first to be put in a nuthouse. Then again, people who are insane probably don't
even realize that they are.
I was left alone to question my sanitiay as we kept walking. I didn't even look to see
where we were going. I didn't recall stopping at a flower store, but when we stopped again, Paul
was holding a bunch of roses in his hands.
The place stank like rotting fruit when we stopped. I looked up to see where this foul
odor was coming from. When I saw the sign, I felt kinda bad for thinking that it was fruit that
was rotting.
"Pallet Town Cematary" the sign simply read. Paul pushed open the heavy iron gate. We
followed him in, though Sara and I were just trying to hold in our lunch when we reached the grave.
"Who are we visiting?" Vaporeon asked, not able to see the grave from his spot behind us.
"I don't know..." I glanced over Pauls shoulder to see the name written on the tombstone.
I looked at it, then quickly looked at Sara, and then the tombstone again. I hate to steal quotes
from movies, but I think this would've been the best time for Haley Joe to say his famous line.
"I see dead people..."
"Hey Mom," Paul said, setting the flowers down on top of the slightly elevated ground.
"I just talked to Dad. He's doing O.K.. Hey, no one knocked over your stone this time. That's
great..."
I could tell Paul wasn't much of one for emotional situations. Probably inherited it from
me. Sara first looked shocked, then her eyes started to fill with water. It was plain to see she was
really trying to hold back the tears.
Paul went on talking to his "dead" mother. Sara absorbed every word of it, and I got a lot
of it too. Even Vaporeon looked distirbued by what Paul was saying. When Paul was done, Sara spoke
almost immediatly.
"Paul...I know it's not a good subject...but how did..."
"Mom was at a sit in...I can't even really remember what for. It was supposed to be a
peaceful thing, but some Hybrids turned it into a riot. They bought in water cannons filled with
Blastoise water...she never stood a chance..."
Now everyone was definitly in a bad mood. Even Vaporeon was looking down at the ground,
not saying anything. Was this just part of what the twisted person behind all this wanted us to
think, or is it really the future? If it was, I wasn't so sure I wanted a part in it.
We stood around in uncomfortable silence for what seemed like forever. If it weren't for
that silence, we probably would've never heard the truck pulling up at the front gates with all
the people inside and in the back with various sharp and blunt objects. Paul looked over at them,
muttered something even my sensitive hearing didn't pick up, then started running. When we didn't
follow him at first, he was really confused.
"Are you three crazy?! Run!"
"What's going on?" Vaporeon asked.
"The Hybrid Patrol is out. If they catch us, were as good as dead!"
"Oh geez..." We all started off after Paul, but the mob had already spotted us. We squeezed
out through a hole in the back fence of the cematary, then ran right into the middle of town. The
mob chased us all the way, and even in the middle of town, we couldn't lose them.
"We gotta hide somewhere!" Sara yelled as we ran through the strangely empty town.
"Here!" We made a sharp turn around a street corner, then through a hole in an old
building. We appeared to be in some sort of old gym. There was a lot of old gym equipment, most of
it missing vital parts. Not stopping there, we went into a side room, slamming the door shut
behind us.
"YAH!" Sara yelped when she saw the giant swimming pool filled with water. Why an abandoned
gym pool would be filled with water, don't ask me. I just know it was.
"Come on!" Paul yelled. "They're not gonna take long to find us!"
"Yeah, but how do we..." I started to say, but never even finished.
CRUNCH!
The door was broken off it's hinges as the mob came in. I looked around as the four of us
backed into a corner of a room. There was no way out! There were no windows or doors, except for
the one we used to get in with. We were trapped!
The mob said nothing as they surrounded us. They just slowly patted their various weapons
as they smiled a small smile, thinking of what they were going to do to us. That kid who's done
the rebutal back at the school was with them. The last thing I remember was those green eyes before
they all beared down on us.
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I slowly woke up, shaking uncontrollably. Thank goodness we got out of there before they
actually got to do anything to us. We did all get out, didn't we?
"SARA!" She was still laying down, but now she had her arms over her head, like she was
trying to ward off all the blows she was suffering in the dream world. Vaporeon was up, but I
couldn't see him beyond the black trenchcoat standing in front of him.
"Let her out Raichu, NOW!" I demanded of the dark figure as I sat up.
"I cannot." he said simply.
"WHAT?!"
"My new employeer told me she was to be eliminated. With what I recieving, I see no reason
not to follow through, and I personally don't care about you two anymore."
"NO!" I scrambled over to Sara, shaking her vigorously. "Sara, wake Rai! Wake Rai!" Sara
did stop covering her head, but she laid still.
"Don't worry," the trenchcoat figure assured me. "She can't die."
"Vap..." Vaporeon sighed.
"She'll just sleep like that forever. If they kill her in that world, her brain will lose
the connection between reality and fantasy. She'll just stay in a coma forever."
"No..." This couldn't be happening! I couldn't just lose Sara like this! I attempted to
tackle the creature, but all I did was crash into Vaporeon, passing right through the source of
all our current problems.
"Someone's being a bad Hybrid..." Vaporeon and I untangled oursleves in time to see six
Poke Balls floating in the air. "Now I'm going to have to take these away..." With that, the six
Poke Balls dissappeared.
"Vapor, Vaporeon!" Vaporeon yelled. He tried to spit a Water Gun at it, but the water too
passed right through it.
"You two just aren't very quick, are you?" He looked over at Sara, who was now flailing
about like a MagiKarp. "My work here is done." With that, he was gone in a puff of smoke.
No...my Poke'mon,...Sara's Pokemon,...Sara...I'd lost them all. Vaporeon and I crawled over
to Sara, trying to wake her. Vaporeon sprayed water at her, and I shook her as best as I could.
I knew Vaporeon was actually hurting her, but maybe the pain would wake her up. Slowly, Sara
stopped moving, then just laid still again, not moving at all.
"Sara..." The crack in my voice was certainly noticable, even though I tried not to let
it be obvious. She was just a vegtable now...probably didn't have a clue what was going on. I
could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I tried to wipe them away, but they came right back.
"Vap...oreon..." Vaporeon suddenly dashed out of the tent, not that I could blame him much.
After all, he'd probably never seen a dead body before, and while Sara may not have been really
dead, she might has well as been.
Now what?, I asked myself. What do I do now? Just go on, forget about Sara and everything
I'd just seen, and keep going? Stay here? I couldn't handle this on my own...
"Vaporeon? Vaporeon?" I called out. He may never have been human, but he was the only
person I still had left. I'd need his help.
I tore my gaze away from Sara and numbly got out of the tent, calling for Vaporeon.
Where ever he'd run to, he must have ran far. Fighting back more tears, I slowly went out to look
for him.
After ten minutes, I'd still hadn't seen Vaporeon anywhere. I hope he didn't run away
again. Intentional or not, I didn't know if I had the energy to go look all over the woods for
him.
"Yoo-hoo, Mr. Hybrid!"
"What the..." I followed the soft little voice into a clearing in the woods. When I
saw the owner of that voice, I instantly turned to run, but she'd spotted me before I could get
away. Suddenly my entire body just froze up. I couldn't move at all...Disable!
"Hello, Mr. Hybrid." The little psyhic girl walked in front of me, looking as happy as
she could. "I see my plan worked perfectly."
Her plan? What plan could she be talking about? I tried to break the hold she had over me,
but I still couldn't move.
"I've finally got back my Vaporeon!" she said gleefully, opening one tiny hand. She enlarged
the solitary ball to show me.
"Vaporeon..." I tried to say, but even the muscles that controlled my mouth didn't work
anymore. It was a Master Ball! Vaporeon never had a chance...
"Now, what do I want to do with my other new doll?" She looked at me when she said that.
She thought I was just some toy?! If my mouth was working, I'd would've said so much fowl language
it would've warped her already messed up little mind.
"My new doll isn't happy...now I need to punish him." She read my thoughts! The little...
wait...why am I starting to float?!
I slowly started to float through the air, unable to do anything to resist this. When I
got about fifteen or so feet in the air, my body was suddenly pushed right into a thick tree.
I tried to scream when I felt the pain shooting through my body, but even now, the Disable kept
it hold.
I was continuly smashed into tree after tree. Each time I tried to scream, my mouth refused
to work. After about the tenth tree, I knew I'd had at least one leg broken, broken both my arms,
smashed at least half my ribs, and I was cut almost everywhere by the sharp branches of the trees.
Even my tail was cut by the branches, now hanging on by a few mangled threads of flesh.
The whole time, the evil little girl just laughed as my bones were smashed into powder.
My health was just some sick, twisted game to her! I couldn't even beg her to stop, not that she
would've anyway.
Finally, after about fifteen trees, I was dropped to the ground, pain once again shooting
through me. I tried to look up, but still couldn't. Weither it was the Disable or the fact that my
body was now just a crumpled heap of flesh and bone, I didn't know. However, my hearing still
worked, which let me hear her final words.
"Time to put away my doll!" She must have had two, because I heard call out, "Master Ball,
go!"
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Sorry for the cliffhanger. I promise, I won't make Chp.16 a cliffhanger. Now, if you'll all kindly
excuse me, I have to deal with a certain Furret theif.
The_Seraph: You mean me, don't you?
FireHybrid: Who else has stolen my Furret? I still don't know how you hypnotized her, but I'll
fix that. (Invokes the anime ability to be able to get things from out of nowhere, and pulls out
a small gong and ringer.) Furret, snap out of it! (Rings gong.)
Furret: Furr...Fur? (Still in a slight daze. She looks around, then clutches at where a
stomach normally would be.) "Furret..."
The_Seraph: What's going on?
FireHybrid: She's lactose intolerant, and you just feed her cheese! She's gonna be sick!
Furret: Fur...BLECH!(Furret throws up on Seraph's foot. While Seraph attempts to clean his
foot, FireHybrid pulls out a large, odd looking gun).
FireHybrid: You're stick is pathetic. Prehaps you like to try my BSU...
The_Seraph: BSU? Ballistic...Supersonic...Ultrasound?
FireHybrid: (watchs Furret move away from The_Seraph) Blow Stuff Up. (Flicks switch on
gun) or in your case, away.(Braces himself and pulls trigger. Even still, the kickback knocks him
back. A giant stream of rippled air moves to Seraph, hitting him square in the chest. Seraph makes
the classic Team Rocket exit as a result.)
There we go. it's amazing what one can do when he has to deal with an idiot multiple times. While
I get some medicene for Furret, please review my story. Also, if you have any ideas for my story,
or how to take care of The_Seraph permentantly, let me know. My e-mail is firehybrid@swirve.com
I promise, I will not end 16 in a cliffhanger. The sad part of the story I promised won't be coming
till later, so keep those tissues on hand. I guess I'd better stop babbling and start writing.
Here's Chp. 15! Please R&R!
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Chp. 15-Losses and Realizations
"I...don't believe it..." Our son?! Me and Sara had a son?! I looked at Sara, who seemed
to be really thinking about something. Sure, I thought she was a nice looking girl, even with the
muzzle and everything else, but...first love? Then comes marriage? Then comes...well, you know
how that old song goes.
"Guys!" Paul was waving to us from one of the classrooms. "Hurry up!"
"We're coming..." Sara said, slowly going towards Paul. I followed her into the room,
trying to figure out exactly what was going on.
The room itself was pretty big, and also pretty dark. The floor was made of entirly cold
concrete, and their were no chairs or desks, so everyone sat on the floor. The teacher didn't
even have a desk. All she had was a pile of notebooks in one corner and a chalkboard on the wall.
Vaporeon stood off by himself in one corner of the room, so Sara and I waded our way over to him,
watching for tentacles, tails and whatever else we might step on.
"Dan! Sara!" He seemed happy to see us, but also sounded really scared. "What's going on
around here? Everyone keeps speaking Vaporeon, and when I try to say that this wrong, everyone
looks at me funny."
"We know, Vaporeon, we know." I assured him, taking a seat on the floor. "Someone is doing
this to us to show us something. He made this dream world."
"This is a dream?" I nodded. Vaporeon seemed unbelieving. "But...this can't be a dream."
"Why not?" Sara asked.
"When everyone was trying to class before, I got poked by him." He looked over at a
Sandslash Hybrid. The boy seemed to be mostly human, except for the tanish skin, giant claw hands,
and the spines poking through the back of his shirt, but beyond that, I couldn't get a good look.
"He hurt me."
"What?" This couldn't be happening...unless...I grabbed a small piece of my fur from my
neck and pulled. It came out, leaving a sharp stinging sensation. "Dream Eater again..."
"Alright class, everyone sit as best as you can." The teacher was an old woman who looked
like she could be my grandmothers grandmother. She was human, and at first I was confused as to
why she would be teaching this instead of another Hybrid. I found out later from Paul that Hybrids
weren't allowed to teach. They probably put her down here just to fill up the class spot. "As
you know, today is the big exam."
"Big exam?" Oh man, I wasn't ready for a test! With my luck, this would be calculus or
physics or forigen languages. What was I gonna do?!
The teacher began to pass out the notebooks in the corner, instructing us that the test
questions were already inside the book. Pencils were already hooked into the binding of the
notebook, so I didn't have to go looking for one. Pulling it out, I opened the book, expecting to
be sitting there for hours trying to figure this out. Imagine my shock and confusion when I read
the single question.
"Write, in order, the letters of the alphabet. Write both uppercase and lowercase letters
for each."
"That's it?" I flipped through the entire notebook, looking for other questions. That was
the only question in the book.
"Oh, you guys have been shifting your whole life?" Paul came over and sat next to our
little group.
"Shifting our whole lives?" Sara asked. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, you know how to do the advanced work. My parents taught me when I was little, so I
know this stuff, but everyone else is just starting to remember how to do this."
"Just starting?"
"Well, yeah, maybe everyone else knew it at one point, but you know how it is..."
"No, we don't." I replied.
"Really?" Paul seemed confused, but he explained anyway. "When a person first becomes a
Hybrid, they have to undergo years of testing and solitary to make sure they're not dangerous.
With all that time they spend away from society, they tend to lose everything they once knew. They
usually don't even remember their own name or who their family is. I got lucky and avoided that,
and I guess you guys did to."
"What?!" This wasn't making any sense! What was even the point of all that testing and
stuff if all it did was turn once normal people into a child trapped in a adults body?!
I looked around the room at everyone else. Surely no one else was having any problem with
this...except they were. Almost everyone else in the room seemed stumped by the single question.
I glanced over at Vaporeon, who was really trying to remember what the first letter Sara taught
him. He started to write an A that looked nothing like it. He erased it, and tried again, still
nowhere close. I watched him do this for what seemed like forever. Others close to me did the same
thing. They had no clue what to write. Even when it came to writing letters that were right in
the question, they still didn't understand what to do.
"Why don't they just copy the letters in the question?" Sara asked no one in paticular.
"Because they can't read, either." Paul pointed out.
"They can't read?! Then how do they even know what the question is?!"
"Well, the whole course is about learning the alphabet, and everyday, they remind us that
the final exam is going to be on this."
This was nuts! This was inhumane!...then again, they aren't human...that's it. They're
treated like this because they aren't human. They may be half human, but that's not enough. I know
it may not make sense to many people, but to the short-sighted racist individual, it made perfect
sense.
I completed the test without much difficulty, and waited the rest of the school day in
that room. When we were released, Paul asked if we'd mind coming with him. He said he needed to do
some things, and he might need some help.
"Sure." I said. We needed a guide through this weird world, and Paul was the best we could
get on such short notice. After we'd been bought to Paul's home on a bus that looked like the back
of the police transport I'd been rudely thrown into in Viridian, we started off down the road.
"Hey Paul," Sara said. "how come you're not wearing those Control Bands like everyone else?"
"Well..." he looked around quickly before going on. "I shouldn't really be telling you
this, but they don't work on me."
"They don't?" Vaporeon said, confused. "Why not?"
"Because I'm a dual Hybrid."
"Uh...come again?" I asked.
"I'm a dual Hybrid. The bands don't work because there's no way to cancel out the impulses
that let me shapeshift. The bands can only handle one set of impulses from one Poke'mon whereas I
use two when I shift. Using two different bands doesn't work, and you need to cancel out both of
the impulses at the same time to cancel out any of them."
"Oh..." A thought just occured to me. Why don't all Hybrids mate outside their species?
Sure, it might be a bit akward at times, but if it cancels out both sig...
"It's too bad they made it illegal for us to mate after I came around."
"What?"
"Yeah, Hybrids aren't allowed to make...love..." Paul said, kinda sheepishly.
"And...what happens if they do?" Sara asked.
"Usually life in prison, and if the girl is pregnant, they kill the baby."
"Oh my..." What happened to freedom of choice?! Did the government twist around that so
badly that Hybrids have almost no choice in life at all?!
Really not happy with the person behind all this, we followed Paul for a while. Whenever
we asked where we were going, Paul didn't say anything. When he stopped in front of the HappyDale
Sanitarium, I was really confused.
"What are we doing here?"
"It's visiting day here."
"And...who are we visiting?"
I swear, he looked directly at me when he said it.
"My Dad."
I was in such shock that Sara had to drag me into the place. Paul was the only one with
I.D. when we got in, so we were forced to stay in a waiting room while he went into the interview
room.
It was impossible to hear anything through the door, which they must have sound-proofed
intentionally. However, I could still look through the glass of the door into the room. The room
looked like a big cafetria, and Paul sat on one side of a table. When they bought out my future
self, I couldn't even tell it was me at first. I'd changed so much that I couldn't even tell it
was me, and the changes were not good at all.
My future self looked pretty much the same in size and shape; I just looked taller and
slighty bigger. However, my fur was all grey and long, like I'd hadn't cut it since I became a
Hybrid. My tail dragged along lifelessly behind me, collecting dust as I made my way over to
my son. Even my eyes were grey and cold; they'd lost their color and brightness(or at least that's
how Sara explained it to me. Girls are better at this emotional stuff, so I let Sara handle this),
The two of them talked for a while, and while I was sure that the guy behind all this was
controlling what they said, it seemed to be pretty emotional. None of the rest of us said a lot.
What was to be said? I just reflected on my thoughts, and tried to figure out what we were supposed
to learn so we could get out of this messed up world. So far, though, all I could put together was,
"Human good, Hybrid bad."
We waited about an hour before my future self was hauled back through the door which he'd
come through. Paul looked like he was about to cry, but he held himself together and came out,
pretending that nothing had happened. I waited till we were outside before I asked any questions.
"So...Paul, how's your Dad holding up?"
"Better. They're giving him a little butter with his bread now, so he's as happy as he can
be."
"That's...nice..." What else could I say? That was supposed to be me! "So...how'd he...
you know..."
"Lose it?" I nodded slowly. "After Mom left, he just started to keep away from everyone.
I tried to help him, but he wouldn't open up to anyone. Eventually, they took him away when they
thought he'd be too dangerous to leave out in the public."
"Oh." This couldn't be right. I couldn't go crazy...could I? I'd always bet one of my
uncles would be the first to be put in a nuthouse. Then again, people who are insane probably don't
even realize that they are.
I was left alone to question my sanitiay as we kept walking. I didn't even look to see
where we were going. I didn't recall stopping at a flower store, but when we stopped again, Paul
was holding a bunch of roses in his hands.
The place stank like rotting fruit when we stopped. I looked up to see where this foul
odor was coming from. When I saw the sign, I felt kinda bad for thinking that it was fruit that
was rotting.
"Pallet Town Cematary" the sign simply read. Paul pushed open the heavy iron gate. We
followed him in, though Sara and I were just trying to hold in our lunch when we reached the grave.
"Who are we visiting?" Vaporeon asked, not able to see the grave from his spot behind us.
"I don't know..." I glanced over Pauls shoulder to see the name written on the tombstone.
I looked at it, then quickly looked at Sara, and then the tombstone again. I hate to steal quotes
from movies, but I think this would've been the best time for Haley Joe to say his famous line.
"I see dead people..."
"Hey Mom," Paul said, setting the flowers down on top of the slightly elevated ground.
"I just talked to Dad. He's doing O.K.. Hey, no one knocked over your stone this time. That's
great..."
I could tell Paul wasn't much of one for emotional situations. Probably inherited it from
me. Sara first looked shocked, then her eyes started to fill with water. It was plain to see she was
really trying to hold back the tears.
Paul went on talking to his "dead" mother. Sara absorbed every word of it, and I got a lot
of it too. Even Vaporeon looked distirbued by what Paul was saying. When Paul was done, Sara spoke
almost immediatly.
"Paul...I know it's not a good subject...but how did..."
"Mom was at a sit in...I can't even really remember what for. It was supposed to be a
peaceful thing, but some Hybrids turned it into a riot. They bought in water cannons filled with
Blastoise water...she never stood a chance..."
Now everyone was definitly in a bad mood. Even Vaporeon was looking down at the ground,
not saying anything. Was this just part of what the twisted person behind all this wanted us to
think, or is it really the future? If it was, I wasn't so sure I wanted a part in it.
We stood around in uncomfortable silence for what seemed like forever. If it weren't for
that silence, we probably would've never heard the truck pulling up at the front gates with all
the people inside and in the back with various sharp and blunt objects. Paul looked over at them,
muttered something even my sensitive hearing didn't pick up, then started running. When we didn't
follow him at first, he was really confused.
"Are you three crazy?! Run!"
"What's going on?" Vaporeon asked.
"The Hybrid Patrol is out. If they catch us, were as good as dead!"
"Oh geez..." We all started off after Paul, but the mob had already spotted us. We squeezed
out through a hole in the back fence of the cematary, then ran right into the middle of town. The
mob chased us all the way, and even in the middle of town, we couldn't lose them.
"We gotta hide somewhere!" Sara yelled as we ran through the strangely empty town.
"Here!" We made a sharp turn around a street corner, then through a hole in an old
building. We appeared to be in some sort of old gym. There was a lot of old gym equipment, most of
it missing vital parts. Not stopping there, we went into a side room, slamming the door shut
behind us.
"YAH!" Sara yelped when she saw the giant swimming pool filled with water. Why an abandoned
gym pool would be filled with water, don't ask me. I just know it was.
"Come on!" Paul yelled. "They're not gonna take long to find us!"
"Yeah, but how do we..." I started to say, but never even finished.
CRUNCH!
The door was broken off it's hinges as the mob came in. I looked around as the four of us
backed into a corner of a room. There was no way out! There were no windows or doors, except for
the one we used to get in with. We were trapped!
The mob said nothing as they surrounded us. They just slowly patted their various weapons
as they smiled a small smile, thinking of what they were going to do to us. That kid who's done
the rebutal back at the school was with them. The last thing I remember was those green eyes before
they all beared down on us.
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I slowly woke up, shaking uncontrollably. Thank goodness we got out of there before they
actually got to do anything to us. We did all get out, didn't we?
"SARA!" She was still laying down, but now she had her arms over her head, like she was
trying to ward off all the blows she was suffering in the dream world. Vaporeon was up, but I
couldn't see him beyond the black trenchcoat standing in front of him.
"Let her out Raichu, NOW!" I demanded of the dark figure as I sat up.
"I cannot." he said simply.
"WHAT?!"
"My new employeer told me she was to be eliminated. With what I recieving, I see no reason
not to follow through, and I personally don't care about you two anymore."
"NO!" I scrambled over to Sara, shaking her vigorously. "Sara, wake Rai! Wake Rai!" Sara
did stop covering her head, but she laid still.
"Don't worry," the trenchcoat figure assured me. "She can't die."
"Vap..." Vaporeon sighed.
"She'll just sleep like that forever. If they kill her in that world, her brain will lose
the connection between reality and fantasy. She'll just stay in a coma forever."
"No..." This couldn't be happening! I couldn't just lose Sara like this! I attempted to
tackle the creature, but all I did was crash into Vaporeon, passing right through the source of
all our current problems.
"Someone's being a bad Hybrid..." Vaporeon and I untangled oursleves in time to see six
Poke Balls floating in the air. "Now I'm going to have to take these away..." With that, the six
Poke Balls dissappeared.
"Vapor, Vaporeon!" Vaporeon yelled. He tried to spit a Water Gun at it, but the water too
passed right through it.
"You two just aren't very quick, are you?" He looked over at Sara, who was now flailing
about like a MagiKarp. "My work here is done." With that, he was gone in a puff of smoke.
No...my Poke'mon,...Sara's Pokemon,...Sara...I'd lost them all. Vaporeon and I crawled over
to Sara, trying to wake her. Vaporeon sprayed water at her, and I shook her as best as I could.
I knew Vaporeon was actually hurting her, but maybe the pain would wake her up. Slowly, Sara
stopped moving, then just laid still again, not moving at all.
"Sara..." The crack in my voice was certainly noticable, even though I tried not to let
it be obvious. She was just a vegtable now...probably didn't have a clue what was going on. I
could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I tried to wipe them away, but they came right back.
"Vap...oreon..." Vaporeon suddenly dashed out of the tent, not that I could blame him much.
After all, he'd probably never seen a dead body before, and while Sara may not have been really
dead, she might has well as been.
Now what?, I asked myself. What do I do now? Just go on, forget about Sara and everything
I'd just seen, and keep going? Stay here? I couldn't handle this on my own...
"Vaporeon? Vaporeon?" I called out. He may never have been human, but he was the only
person I still had left. I'd need his help.
I tore my gaze away from Sara and numbly got out of the tent, calling for Vaporeon.
Where ever he'd run to, he must have ran far. Fighting back more tears, I slowly went out to look
for him.
After ten minutes, I'd still hadn't seen Vaporeon anywhere. I hope he didn't run away
again. Intentional or not, I didn't know if I had the energy to go look all over the woods for
him.
"Yoo-hoo, Mr. Hybrid!"
"What the..." I followed the soft little voice into a clearing in the woods. When I
saw the owner of that voice, I instantly turned to run, but she'd spotted me before I could get
away. Suddenly my entire body just froze up. I couldn't move at all...Disable!
"Hello, Mr. Hybrid." The little psyhic girl walked in front of me, looking as happy as
she could. "I see my plan worked perfectly."
Her plan? What plan could she be talking about? I tried to break the hold she had over me,
but I still couldn't move.
"I've finally got back my Vaporeon!" she said gleefully, opening one tiny hand. She enlarged
the solitary ball to show me.
"Vaporeon..." I tried to say, but even the muscles that controlled my mouth didn't work
anymore. It was a Master Ball! Vaporeon never had a chance...
"Now, what do I want to do with my other new doll?" She looked at me when she said that.
She thought I was just some toy?! If my mouth was working, I'd would've said so much fowl language
it would've warped her already messed up little mind.
"My new doll isn't happy...now I need to punish him." She read my thoughts! The little...
wait...why am I starting to float?!
I slowly started to float through the air, unable to do anything to resist this. When I
got about fifteen or so feet in the air, my body was suddenly pushed right into a thick tree.
I tried to scream when I felt the pain shooting through my body, but even now, the Disable kept
it hold.
I was continuly smashed into tree after tree. Each time I tried to scream, my mouth refused
to work. After about the tenth tree, I knew I'd had at least one leg broken, broken both my arms,
smashed at least half my ribs, and I was cut almost everywhere by the sharp branches of the trees.
Even my tail was cut by the branches, now hanging on by a few mangled threads of flesh.
The whole time, the evil little girl just laughed as my bones were smashed into powder.
My health was just some sick, twisted game to her! I couldn't even beg her to stop, not that she
would've anyway.
Finally, after about fifteen trees, I was dropped to the ground, pain once again shooting
through me. I tried to look up, but still couldn't. Weither it was the Disable or the fact that my
body was now just a crumpled heap of flesh and bone, I didn't know. However, my hearing still
worked, which let me hear her final words.
"Time to put away my doll!" She must have had two, because I heard call out, "Master Ball,
go!"
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Sorry for the cliffhanger. I promise, I won't make Chp.16 a cliffhanger. Now, if you'll all kindly
excuse me, I have to deal with a certain Furret theif.
The_Seraph: You mean me, don't you?
FireHybrid: Who else has stolen my Furret? I still don't know how you hypnotized her, but I'll
fix that. (Invokes the anime ability to be able to get things from out of nowhere, and pulls out
a small gong and ringer.) Furret, snap out of it! (Rings gong.)
Furret: Furr...Fur? (Still in a slight daze. She looks around, then clutches at where a
stomach normally would be.) "Furret..."
The_Seraph: What's going on?
FireHybrid: She's lactose intolerant, and you just feed her cheese! She's gonna be sick!
Furret: Fur...BLECH!(Furret throws up on Seraph's foot. While Seraph attempts to clean his
foot, FireHybrid pulls out a large, odd looking gun).
FireHybrid: You're stick is pathetic. Prehaps you like to try my BSU...
The_Seraph: BSU? Ballistic...Supersonic...Ultrasound?
FireHybrid: (watchs Furret move away from The_Seraph) Blow Stuff Up. (Flicks switch on
gun) or in your case, away.(Braces himself and pulls trigger. Even still, the kickback knocks him
back. A giant stream of rippled air moves to Seraph, hitting him square in the chest. Seraph makes
the classic Team Rocket exit as a result.)
There we go. it's amazing what one can do when he has to deal with an idiot multiple times. While
I get some medicene for Furret, please review my story. Also, if you have any ideas for my story,
or how to take care of The_Seraph permentantly, let me know. My e-mail is firehybrid@swirve.com