Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. Nintendo does, just so you know.

Our story continues in Chapter 1…

Later at Alice's house…

"Come out and play." Alice threw three Pokéballs out; releasing Ditto, Diglett (AN: I know I did it wrong, but two T's is hard to notice.) and the Leafeon/Jones. "I am going to make you some Pokéchow. And you Leafeon look around a bit."

"Oh really? She never said that to me." Diglett complained.

"Neither did my master." Ditto said. "Newb/mPft, you are lucky to get that ball. Because I hate the regular ones. Let me show you around the place."

"I know this house."

"So you do? Are you a thief?"

"No!"

"Hm… tell me now; who are you then?"

"I'm Jones, your master."

"My master is someone with less potentials then a brick."

"HEY!"

"Aha! You're him. Only the actual person falls for that."

Silence…

"Shouldn't you ask me how I got this way?"

"Nope," Ditto said. "I transform all the time. I should only wonder how I keep you away while we criticize the humans. They are always stuck in a box." Ditto transformed into the outline of a square.

"Really?"

"Humans make "laws" to confirm the things they think is that way. That way the free thinkers are blocked from thinking." Diglett explained.

"Never thought of it that way." Jones looked down to the ground.

"Don't get all down! You didn't make them."

"Diner is ready!"

"She is good at hiding loss. She had to go through this before." Diglett explained.

"She did?" Jones asked.

"Yep. Someone left her a while ago. He jumped off a building."

"Why?"

"Because the stairs were burning, what do you think? He had something you call "money problems". You humans use money, why? It is the main problem in this world. How do you think Pokémon got around so well?"

"Problems?"

"Yes, people without money are doomed."

Diglett and Ditto ate the food without problems, but Jones startled.

"Eat it; it's the only thing you'll get." Ditto said.

"I don't know…" Jones said.

Alice noticed the stalling Leafeon, and asked;

"Something wrong?"

"I want to eat human food!"

"She won't understand you." Ditto giggled.

"But you can! You can transform."

"Keep it there. She is not going to understand anyway, neither do I."

"What's going on?"

"Nothing." Ditto said.

"You can speak English?"

"Sure! I live with you long enough, and since I can morph… I can transform my organs."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. He's just not used to a caring person."

Jones jumped at Ditto, which proved useless when he flew right trough him.

"I think I'd better leave." Ditto left the room and climbs up the stairs with his food tray on his head.

"Come back here!"

The anger Jones expressed frightened Alice, and put a collar around him.

"You're staying outside mister."

He was put outside stuck to a pole, looking at Ditto, who stood before a window.

Ditto opened the window and walked on the balcony.

"You better adapt to this way of life!" He said. "I'm not helping you whatsoever!"

"WHY? I want to be human again!"

"Why do you think? You treated me worse then Alice. She knows how to cook! And you make special Pokéballs without using one on me! Perhaps if you adapt… then I might consider telling her!"

"Sounds fair enough!" Jones confessed.

"I am going back inside, you think about your way of treating Pokémon now."

"What? You're not a judge, or some teacher! You're a Ditto!"

"Yeah, and you're a Leafeon! Live with it A hole!"

"I am not a…"

"You are a hole! A whole moron."

Ditto closed the window/door and left the sight of Jones, who was left outside in the cold.

Downstairs Diglett was done eating, and like Alice didn't hear the conversation outside.

"Diglett!" He said.

"Wasn't it nice?" Alice said. "I just hope that Ditto feels okay. I'll go check up on him."

(AN: Some might find it confusing, but the house floor (even upstairs by deepening the staircase) the ground is made of rocks and dirt.)

Diglett dug himself into the ground and appeared upstairs next to Ditto.

"What happened?" He asked him.

"I am teaching him a lesson. He never treated me well, so he will get treated badly too!" Ditto answered.

Alice came in, and Diglett left the room and went outside.

"What's going on? He must have a reason to attack you." She asked the pink blob.

"Well… I don't know how to say this. I saw him before; we didn't get along that well. Could be some bad memories." Ditto answered.

"Oh, okay… that sounds right. But I will keep him outside for tonight."

The night was calm; Jones was weeping, Ditto slept in his soft bowl (AN: Yep a bowl. He is a liquid, and he can't sleep on a bed that well.) and Diglett was next to Alice in bed.

Ditto woke up in the middle of the night, looked outside the window.

What to do? He thought. I can't help him, that's against my principles. I don't know what to do. He cry's because he can't be with Alice. I should consider what to do tomorrow.

He fell asleep, but Jones couldn't.

He was weeping softly.

"I want to be normal again… I want this to end…" He said the entire night.

The next morning…

The alarm clock rang, causing Ditto to fall out his bowl

"(…)!"

"DITTO!" Alice yelled.

Downstairs the Leafeon outside was crying, even while sleeping.

"Ditto, I really suggest you help him out." The Diglett said.

"No, I will help him if he learns to accept." Ditto explained.

Alice released Jones, who walked depressed inside.

"I don't think he feels to well." Alice said. "I'll see a veterinarian with him, so you watch the house."

"WTF! What did you do to him?" Diglett asked surprised.

"Nothing… he is just not used to this."

"He is more depressed then when I found out I had no feet!"

"What? I don't have any limbs at all!"

"You crushed him! What did you do?"

"I only said I wouldn't help him! Maybe he just realized his sins!"

"I think he just saw his bad deeds. This way of acting is familiar to me. People that were mean all their life, and then suddenly realized their deeds." The vet explained.

"Is there anyway I can help?" Alice asked.

"Not exactly. This takes time to heal. Just insure he doesn't do anything stupid."

"Oh, I can do that."

A lot later, back at home…

Jones was lying on the ground sighing.

"Oh come on, Ditto! You did something to him. You crushed him with a huge mallet or something." Diglett complained.

"I didn't do anything! I just said: "Why do you think? You treated me worse then Alice. She knows how to cook! And you make special Pokéballs without using one on me! Perhaps if you adapt… then I might consider telling her!" That's all! Really!"

"Perhaps you can cheer him up by showing him the bright side of life!"

"Bright side of being a Pokémon?" Ditto wondered.

"Yes, like the song!"

"No, I mean that I always been a Pokémon, how can I determine what's good about it?"

"Well… what can you do a human can't? You can be nude! Be in the wild, be faster, like that!" Diglett suggested.

"I'll see what I can do."

Ditto walked up to the Leafeon, and asked him:

"Do you want to see the bright side of being a Pokémon?"

"Why do you ask?" He asked crying.

"Diglett told me to. Anyway, you might feel better if I help out."

"What's the use… I can't be with Alice and I made a bad second first-impression."

"I know, but I really think it would improve my karma if I would. Now come on. You might like this."

They walked to the backyard, Ditto showed him something interesting.

"First off, I turn into you." Ditto said, shortly after he became a Leafeon himself. "Now, try to jump over this fence." The Ditto jumped with great agility over the fence. Jones tried… and succeeded.

"Wow."

"Now, as Pokémon you have no worries. Think of it! No dressing, no bathroom, no doctors bill etc… see?"

"Yes, but what about… DRAMATIC SOUNDS… the people that did this to me?"

"…"

Total silence…

"Someone DID this to you." The Ditto asked.

"Yes… I have vague images… some weird brown block… and a tube…"

"I thought you entered the CoS, a place someone my change if he enters."

"How do you know about that myth?"

"I know more then you. My mother was a part of an experiment for shape shifting. Died in the process. Perhaps they are the ones that did this."

"Where are they then?"

"I remember, but you need to able to fight. Those people have well trained units, Pokémon and machines."

"Then I shall train."

"WOW mister beyond! I am you, copying your abilities and eh… I got no attacks but Tackle. You S-U-C-K at B-A-T-T-L-E! We should head back and train!"

And so it went, Diglett awaited their return, and asked what happened. Ditto, as a Ditto, knew just about every single move available.

"Okay little man; let's train those skills a bit! I got me a list 'ere. It says all the things you can learn. Solar Beam… a mighty blow of this, and your enemies will flee in fear. Iron Tail, Hyper Beam, Giga Drain, Giga Impact, all are mighty powers."

"But those are TM's. How do I get them?"

"A smart question. Before you stands worlds only, and the unique, one of a kind Ditto that can become a usable TM."

"What?"

"During my short carrier as genetic experiment they wanted free TM's."

"Teach me!"

Twenty minutes later.

"I have taught you the moves. SHOW ME THE STUFF!" Ditto shouted.

Total silence.

"Does he even know how to use moves?" Diglett wondered.

"No… I don't." Jones said.

"TM's are like remotes. Simply think of the move to activate. But since my moves are natural, it really blows." Ditto explained.

Iron Tail… Iron Tail… Jones thought out loud.

"I'm leaving." Ditto said.

"IRON TAIL!" Jones landed his leafy tail on the head of Ditto, who was still a Leafeon, and heard a snap. "Did I crack your skull?"

"No, you snapped my transformation." Ditto changed back into a purple mess. "Well… at least you understand the power. Train with Diglett. So leave me be… I am going in."

"Let's train! Use Hyper Beam on me!"

"What? I can't attack me ex-girlfriend's Pokémon!"

"Don't worry! Show me what you got!"

The blast was rather worrying to Alice, who didn't know about the events outside.

"What just happened?" She asked looking outside.

"Nothing." Ditto answered. "Just some heavy combat training." Ditto took a bit of a chocolate bar. "He's trying to learn some neat tricks. Just relax as he blows your entire garden to bits and pieces."

"What? How can you stay relaxed?"

"Listen lady, I have seen enough in my life to know what that Leafeon has experienced. And before I explain the story, you might want to prepare for an Earthquake."

"Oh… how old are you anyway? Jones never told me."

"Hm… sixty, maybe seventy years. I am old but I still got a few hundred years to go. 500 to be precise."

"Wow… that's really old."

"I'll see what happens if people ever melt all the ice. I could need some whales to help me adapt."

(AN: Nearing the end of 2000 words!)

Meanwhile, in the facility.

Lisa was watching a tape.

"Ah, Jack. Could you explain to me what you see on this security tape?" She asked Jack.

"That's a Leafeon with a Ditto and a Diglett."

"Yes, but Leafeons do not team up with Ditto's and Diglett's inside someone's backyard, do they?"

"No?"

"Exactly. This is out project… in someone's possession! I want that thing back in the wild! I do not want our project to get soft, weak and dumb! The tape gives me the idea that the Pokémon knows each other. Something is meddling with us. So… you send someone over… inject this liquid in the owner and take back both the Ditto and the Leafeon! If I do not see them back here before tomorrow 9:00 AM, YOU ARE DEAD!"

Lisa marched out of the room, leaving Jack to watch the tape.

"That address… I will get the Pokémon back… and I will break free from this prison…"