Randall and Sherice dressed their wound and the other scientist's wounds. Randall seemed to be Ok, but Sherice seemed to be stricken hard, the realization that she's going to become a Pokemon. A Ninetails. She sat alone on a chair, staring at the floor.

Randall tried to comfort her. He told her that they have at least ten hours before it happens, which would give them plenty of time to find the cure before midnight. Sherice told him he didn't want anymore to do with all this, and sat there the whole time.

Randall sighed, going into the lab, working with the other female scientist. They worked nonstop for half the time they had left. Five more hours. They hadn't quite found it yet, but Randall thought he had a clue. He thought that maybe injecting themselves with the human DNA that they got from the Pokemon would try to stop the virus, and take hold of it before if became midnight before the changes would take place. He wasn't sure, and he had to find the human DNA in the blood samples. The virus seemed to cover the DNA up so they couldn't find it. Whatever this virus was, it was smart and too powerful. The conference was tomorrow, he would announce this to the world to warn every one of the dangers. But he had to find the cure.

Two more hours were left. It was ten o'clock, and Randall still hadn't been able to solve it. He wanted to test his theory on Sherice, to see if it would work. He wanted Sherice to stay the same, so he took what Human DNA he could find from the blood samples, and put them into the syringe, and walked over to Sherice.

"Honey, I'm sure this will work." He said, putting the syringe to her skin, and pricking it. She flinched at first, but it was over in a second. He injected the DNA into her skin, wishing, hoping that it'll overcome the Pokemon DNA and the virus.

"It better," She said, looking at Randall, trying to put on a smile, but it didn't work. She followed her husband into the lab so that he could see if it was working. An hour went by of Randall studying many blood samples of Sherice's blood. He only had thirty minutes left now. He has the most shocked look on his face. It was working. If you injected over Human DNA into a bitten victim, the DNA will take over the virus, and stop it from taking hold of it' victim. He hugged Sherice hard, and she smile so much, tears came to her eyes.

"Randall, hurry. Inject it into you, so we an stay together forever." She said.

Randall had a sullen look on his face. He looked down. "That's all the Human DNA we could get from them. There's no more…"

Sherice's eyes widened. "No! Randall, you can't be serious!"

He nodded. He grabbed Sherice by the shoulders, and stared at her sternly. "Listen. You have to go to the conference tomorrow, tell every one of the dangers. Tell them we found a cure, and hope it's not too late."

Sherice shook her head, she was crying hard. "No, I can't do that, not without you!" She cried.

"You must. We only have five minutes left here, so go. Leave this place now, and head towards Lilly Cove city, here's the ticket for the ferry." He handed her the ticket, and she took it. "Now, go! Before we bite you again once we've changed." He said, turning his back to her.

"Randall-!"

"Go!" He shouted. He was looking down, tears coming to his eyes as he cried. "Goodbye…"

Sherice nodded very slowly. Her heart was now broken. "Goodbye… I'll come back and look for you! I'll cure you!" she said, and left the laboratory, running into the nearest town, which had a ferry, and had to go to Lilly Cove city to go to that conference. She never looked back.

The time came. That one female scientist that was bitten by the Ariados started to change first. Her cries were sent all through the laboratory, her cries of pain. A sharp, silver horn started to grow from her forehead. Her glasses were knocked to the ground as she got into fetal position. Her skin started to turn red; her nose came back into her face as two little fangs grew from where her mouth was, coming inwards. Her head grew into her upper body, making her neck disappear as that are of her body turned black. Her arms grew narrow, and her fingers all converged into on, pointy, yellow and purple arms. Her lower body grew out longer past her but, growing bigger in size, forcing the ones in her legs to move upwards into her lower body, doing the same thing as the arms. A yellow stinger grew from her but, tearing her jeans up, as two little purple and yellow things grew from that area.

One male scientist was next. He was bitten by the Shiftry. His nose grew out longer, like Pinocchio, and turned brown. He was an old, bald scientist, and had no hair. Well, white hair grew over his bald head, and growing in around his face, and reached all the way down to the ground as his frail body shrunk. He ears grew into his skin, and new, brown, pointy ears grew from the hair on top of his head. His neck and head grew into his body, as his shoulders grew round and the rest of his arms shrunk and became narrow as his fingers turned into pointy, green leaves. His whole skin turned brown, as his legs shrunk into his body and his feet grew square. A small, square thing grew from the bottom of his feet.

The other male, young scientist was next. His nose and mouth grew into a long beak that pointed a little downwards. His black hair grew into grey feathers, as feathers grew all around his body. Extra feathers grew from the top of his head and came over his face. His arms became feathers, and eventually grew into wings. This one wasn't as painful as may of the other transformations. Feathers then grew out from his but, becoming the feathery tail. Then his legs shrunk into his body. His toes grew long, and grew into clothes, breaking through his shoes. His bit toe did the same, but moved all around the foot and grew into the back of his foot.

Randall was now next; he was waiting for it to happen. A cry of pain escaped his mouth, as his nose and mouth grew into a snout, his black hair becoming a light yellow color, and growing all over his skin. His ears became pointy as they went to the top of his head. His hands grew inwards, turning into small paws, as did his feet, bending backwards at the knee with a sharp crack, making him cry more. Then, one tail grew from his but, a long, fury, yellow and light brown at the tip. The second grew next, and so did the other seven, until now he was a Ninetails. All four Pokemon then escaped the place, running into the wild.