The last chapter got me five reviews, and I'm really glad that my story is getting so many of them. It makes me see how many people like it. I can't think of what else to add, so I'll just start the story.
Chapter 22: One, Two, and Z
PKMNMSTR45: So if U could B any pokemon U wanted 2 B, which would U choose?
Headbutter99: Any with headbutt, that's a cool attack
Ralts32: Can I avoid this question?
PKMNMSTR45: Sure, we no what pokemon U wanna B
Headbutter99: Yea 'Ralts32'
PKMNMSTR45: g2g bye
Headbutter99: me to C ya!
(PKMNMSTR45 has left the chat room)
(Headbutter99 has left the chat room)
Jonathan would've left at that moment due to the fact that there was nobody to chat with, but before he could leave, three new people entered.
(ALPHA123 has entered the chat room)
(Beta456 has entered the chat room)
(G4mmA789 has entered the chat room)
Ralts32: Hey
Beta456: Hello, Ralts32.
ALPHA123: GREETINGS.
G4mmA789: hALL0!!1!
Ralts32: So what subject would you care to talk about?
ALPHA123: HOW ABOUT THE SUBJECT KNOWN AS POKEMON?
Beta456: Yes, Pocket Monsters are a fascinating subject.
What the hell's a Pocket Mon… oh, right. Pokemon.
Ralts32: Sure, I can't think of anything
G4mmA789: I leik Y0gUrT!!1!
Beta456: That's nice. Now then, what do you think a pokemon could do for us humans?
G4mmA789: Fr33 p1zZA??/?
Beta456: Gamma, go play in traffic for a while, will you please?
G4mmA789: 0kei!!
(G4mmA789 has left the chat room)
ALPHA123: DO NOT WORRY, NO HARM SHALL BEFALL GAMMA.
Ralts32: So are you three related?
Beta456: In a sense, yes. Back on subject, what do you believe about the uses of pokemon, Alpha?
ALPHA123: I BELIEVE THAT POKEMON SHOULD BE CONFINED TO AREAS WHERE THEY WOULD DO THE MINIMUM AMOUNT OF DAMAGE TO HUMAN PROPERTY, SUCH AS LABORATORIES WHERE PEOPLE CAN KEEP A CLOSE EYE ON THEM.
Beta456: Yes, I agree with you on that subject, Alpha.
Jonathan was a little shocked that they would speak in such a way about pokemon. They must've been joking, it was a chat room after all. People tended to joke around there.
Ralts32: You 2 are joking, right?
Beta456: actually, no. We are quite serious. There are people who do that for a living, myself included.
Ralts32: You can't do that sort of thing! It's unfair to the pokemon.
Jonathan was sure that they were joking, but in case they weren't, he wasn't going to go on with their joke. His suspicions of them joking were proven correct.
ALPHA789: YOU'RE RIGHT, IT IS UNFAIR.
Beta456: We were merely assuring ourselves that you felt that pokemon should be treated kindly and respectfully.
Now Jonathan was getting confused.
Ralts32: Why would U need to test me for that?
ALPHA123: FIRST, A QUESTION.
Beta456: If a pokemon were to be in a life threatening situation, would you help it out even if it meant risking your own life?
Ralts32: Of course I would. I helped out a whole murder of Murkrow once & almost got beaten up by a Tyrogue
Beta456: … That is all I needed to know. You passed out little test.
Ralts32: Why was I being tested?
ALPHA123: WE ARE NOT SURE IF YOU'LL BELIEVE US, BUT WE ARE IN REALITY POKEMON OURSELVES.
Ralts32: You don't say…
Beta456: We are running away from out current trainer, and are asking for your help to escape.
(G4mmA789 has entered the chat room)
G4mmA789: I bRo3K TrEhe cArz!1!
ALPHA123: NOT NOW, GAMMA.
Ralts32: Sure, I guess I could help you.
Beta456: Great, we'll come to your home immediately.
Wait, they're coming here?
Ralts32: When will you be here?
G4mmA789: RaIgh7 N0w!!!1!1!
Jonathan's screen suddenly want black. Just as he was going to hit it a couple of times to make sure it was alright, sparks of electricity began to surround the monitor. Not wanting to get shocked twice in a day, he jumped back in surprise, falling onto the floor in the process.
Strands of zeroes and ones left the monitor and began to meld together into three individual orbs of pink and blue light. Once the strands of numbers were done merging together, loads of wires sprung out of them, forming shapes. One of them seemed to be blocky while the other two were smoother.
After the shapes were completed, color began to fill the wires. The last step completed, Jonathan stood before what he could best describe as three pink and blue ducks.
The one on the left had a blocky built body. The middle one was smoother and looked like one of those ducks with long necks that bobbed up and down into a glass as if drinking water. The last one on the right had its head detached from its body. The middle one spoke up, "Hello, human. As you can see, we are… where's the human?"
"Uh… hello," I spoke up.
All three stared at Jonathan. He clearly was not what they expected. "OMG A taLkin MuzhR00m!!1!" said the erratic looking one.
The blocky one spoke up, "RALTS, THE FEELING POKEMON. 1 FT. 4 IN., 14.6 LBS."
"We know, Alpha," said the bobbing looking one, " I'm sure Gamma got the message." It turned to me, "Now, little guy, can you tell us where the human on the computer went to?"
"… Did you three just come out of the computer?"
"Poor little guy must be in shock," said it replied, "I believe it would be best if we introduced ourselves first."
"I AM THE PORYGON KNOWN AS ALPHA," said the blocky one.
"You may address me as Beta, the Porygon 2," said the smooth one.
"Ah Hat3 Y0gUrT!!1!" said the erratic one, contradicting what it said in the chat room a while back. "It'S d3L1ce0s!!!" it added, further contradicting what it said less than a second ago.
"Pardon him, please. He acquired a virus during his evolution," Beta explained. "His name is Gamma, the Porygon-Z."
"WE ARE BEINGS THAT CONSIST ENTIRELY OF DATA," Alpha said, "THAT IS THE PRIMARY REASON WE WERE CAPABLE OF TRAVELING THROUGH YOUR COMPUTER."
"Data… alright then. You wanted to know who the one you were talking to on the internet was, right?" Jonathan asked.
"Ye4h."
"Well, you weren't exactly talking to a human," Jonathan continued, "I was the one who you were chatting with. My name's Jonathan, by the way."
All three of them stared at him with what he assumed to be a shocking expression. Beta was the one to speak up, "Well, it isn't impossible. Psychic types do tend to have intelligence further above other pokemon."
"I AM QUITE SURPRISED THAT YOU ARE A POKEMON," Alpha said, "NORMALLY, IT IS ONLY HUMANS THAT USE THE WORLD WIDE WEB."
"Yeah, I was surprised about being a pokemon too," before the Porygons got a chance to ask what he meant, the sound of the shower stopped. "Oh, Jenny's coming. Maybe she can help you three out." At that moment, Alpha dashed into the TV, Beta into the computer, and Gamma into the radio. "Uh, what are you three doing?"
"We're sorry, Jonathan, but we are not yet sure that we can trust your trainer," Beta explained, "We can't just trust her, in fact, we're not fully capable of trusting you yet."
"Then why'd you try to test my trust through a chat room?"
"THE PLAN WAS GAMMA'S."
"A11 j0ur B4s3 R b3L0nG 2 Uz!"
All the appliances turned off before Jonathan got a chance to further complain. He also got shocked again when he tried to turn them back on manually, "Ow, that hurt you-" He was cut off mid sentence as Jenny entered the room. She had thought ahead to bring clothes with her into the bathroom, so Jonathan was spared a moment of awkwardness in front of the Porygons.
"Hey, Jonny, would you like something to eat?" Jonathan's stomach, upon being reminded how long it had been since he had eaten, answered for him. "I'll make you something to eat, then."
Once she left the room, the appliances turned back on. "She seems to be trustworthy," Beta observed.
"WE ARE INCAPABLE OF PREDICTING IF SHE WOULD TREAT US AS WELL AS SHE TREATS THE RALTS, DUE TO THE FACT THAT HE IS A DIFERENT SPECIES OF POKEMON."
"You have a point there, Alpha. We should observe her from the safety of these appliances until we are certain that she can be trusted."
"How long will that be?" Jonathan asked.
"1 DuN n0."
"THE AMOUNT OF TIME NECCESARY WOULD BE FROM ONE DAY TO ABOUT ONE WEEK."
"We trust you shall assist in keeping us concealed until that time," Beta said, "Now, if you'll excuse us, we shall shut down for the night to restore energy."
"Goodnight, then," Jonathan said as he left for the kitchen.
"g00d n4it."
How hard can it be to keep three digital pokemon that can hide in electronics? Jonathan thought. Gamma's radio then turned on at full blast, playing the news, "According to recent surveys, sixty percent of trainers prefer not to evolve their Pikachus. DeY R n00bs!!1!"
It probably was going to be a bit harder than he expected.