Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. Nintendo does, just so you know.
CHAPTER 7: PLOTTING DEVICE
… … … … … Let's begin… … …
We left Browny with a Plotting Device, which is an ingenious thing with holes. A cylinder with holes placed in a pattern.
"Now what could this be?" Browny asked himself.
"That my dear friend… is nothing less then the Plotting Device." A shadow answered.
"I know, but what does it do?"
"This device shall help us rule! You see, we can morph people, but using the genetic code of Earths animals that enables them to evolve will only improve the results." The voice stepped into the light, revealing Nightblade, Project 4.01. "Want to see it work?" Nightblade grabbed a switch and pulled it down.
The large cylinder revealed a syringe, which moved closer to Browny. He dodged and the syringe pierced the ground.
"So this thing will just go around and kill people?" Browny asked.
"You don't sound like a squirrel to me, but okay. With this, we can collect more DNA from Pokémon and turn them into… Morph-o-Cubes. These will, once eaten, morph the victim. And because they taste great, smell nice and look funny they will be a hit!" Nightblade explained.
"Thanks, and you are right; I am no squirrel. For I am… HMPH… aw (…), the suit won't open."
Nightblade wielded a blade and jumped at the brown mammal, and slashed his blade into the ground.
"Looks like I should get mean. Can't you aim?" Browny commented.
This fight went on, so we see another horrible fight.
"We go left!" Ditto yelled at Mech-Ah.
"We go right!" Mech-Ah said emotionless like always.
"We go left, Browny went there!"
"Good enough."
They went down the blue hall seeing the squirrel dodge the lightning speed slashes of the experiment. This view made Mech-Ah realize something.
"Mech-Ah, you could throw in a hand!" Browny said.
"Sure thing." Mech-Ah grabbed his own blade and stopped Nightblade's moves.
"Just give me some time…" Browny reached out for the back of his body and grabbed a tiny thing, pulled it up and a large cyborg stepped out. "Finally… that was really, really hot."
"Glad to see you again." Mech-Ah stepped away from the blade leaving Nightblade to fall. "But why are you here." He said while putting hit foot on Nightblade.
"The road of life. You know the random destination machine. Earth got boring. I got stuck in this special cloaking suit that automatically gets on you, like transformation art. By the way, thanks for cooking my diner for me, it would be hard without you."
"Who is he?" Ditto asked.
"That's Rick, another Project. He was made for the defending of Earth after the meteor struck. Not the one that wiped out the dinosaurs, but the one that contained life."
"Yep, Earth is yet another garden of life. Like this place." Rick laughed. "People would never expect that Prey had some truth in it. All life comes from the Creator. Projects are but his defenders of those who need to be protected from the Slayer race; who seeks to destroy every other planet."
"Again, people start explaining things without anyone asking." Ditto said. "Is he going to destroy the Plotting Device?"
"Nope, I am here to bring Mech-Ah his fan-mail. On Earth they send it to him… and it's up to me to give it to him." Rick handed Mech-Ah a letter. "Now, BACK TO THE RANDOM DESTINATION DEVICE!"
"Now Mech-Ah, can we please destroy the Plotting Device?"
"Maybe… if Nightblade is KO'ed."
Back at home, Alice and Jones found out they came back…
"Why didn't you tell Diglett?" Alice asked.
"Well… since you just saw me as your… packing mule, I didn't see any use to tell you."
"We're sorry, but…"
"Spare me the "We are nervous about this."-talk. You better come see this. And I think Jones has some explaining to do. And Alice, you go upstairs and see those irritating Eevee's; they are annoying."
Alice went up the stairs, Diglett showed Jones the book.
"You could have told someone before!" Diglett yelled.
"I didn't know it was going this way!" Jones stated. "Really!"
Back at Mech-Ah.
"So this thing is going to make Morph-o-Cubes?" Ditto asked Mech-Ah.
"Likely. It says so in the instruction manual."
"How do we disarm it?"
"Disarm? Ditto, a Plotting Device is supposed to explode with a large bang!" Mech-Ah said smiling.
"Yes, but this thing isn't flammable. It just processes DNA into nice smelling, brown and delicious cubes. No fuel!" Ditto explained.
"Okay… then we need to do something else. Let's go home."
"Without destroying the Plot?"
"Yes, we leave without destroying the plot. Because without a good bang, it's not worth destroying the plot."
"Yes…" Nightblade cheered faintly. "We shall rule…"
Ditto smacked Nightblade, turned to Mech-Ah and asked:
"We have to do something!"
"We could go to the boss, find out about his plan and get thrown out." Mech-Ah suggested.
"Sounds good enough."
They walked back to the main hall, seeing the signs have changed.
"Boss." One said.
"Kidnapped person." Other showed.
"Let's go left, to the boss." Mech-Ah suggested.
They reached a rather large room, with Lisa.
"What?" Lisa shot forward, surprised to see them. "How did you find us?"
"You previously said we knew the location." Mech-Ah explained.
"Oh yeah… so… what brings you here?"
"Well… the Plotting Device can't blow, so we want you to explain the plot and throw us out!"
"Sounds fair enough. This is the Master Plan:
We use the Plotting Device to mass-produce Morph-o-Cubes and sell them in cans. The most ingenious part is it is sold as Pokémon food. But… it has an aroma that lures humans to eat it. The perfect plan. When finished we use these collars to control them.
And since you stormed inside I can't add the evil touch to it."
"Your plan is more waterproof then rust free steel in space." Mech-Ah said.
"Not exactly… just sending some stores a mail or E-mail can stop this." Ditto said.
"Mail? Ditto, in a time like this you do not use mail."
"Exactly. And now to get rid of you, I will use a very fast and destructive way to kill you." Lisa laughed with bad intentions.
"And that is?" Ditto asked.
"Most of the time I use my slow, but fun ways to kill. But that is for the ordinary people. Sludge will require an airtight container. And some weird idiot filled with randomness will require… a randomizer that randomly uses a weapon."
Later…
"Well Mech you sure got us stuck!" Ditto yelled out.
"What?" Mech-Ah asked. "I can't hear you."
"You're the one that got me stuck in a wine bottle."
"What? Speak louder!"
"GET US OUT OF HERE!"
"A beer? Okay, just let me get this cage."
Mech-Ah pulled of one of his airtight armored gloves and grabbed a column. His hand melted the steel bar in a matter of seconds.
"Wow… how do you do that?"
"What? Oh this. Nothing special, just some special features."
He smashed the wine bottle on the ground, seeing Ditto get all jiggly.
"I always shake when I touch wine." He explained.
"Now we better go back to the place… the home. I heard them say: すべての利用できる実体、ハンガーのレポート。This means they are heading to the hanger! Then they said: 私達は得るためにプロジェクトを戻す。This means they are moving to the house. And then they said: 最後は皆のための氷を買う! This means that the last one to leave buys ice cream! We have to go! Because I don't do treats. I prefer Dutch treats."
"Do you know that is a lie? The Britons said that when they were economically challenged by then in the Golden Age."
"AHA! You are not Ditto! People around here don't know anything about Earth. And I don't take your type kindly around here."
"What, I studied those books you had with you."
"You mean; "Earths way of life"? That book is good for the beginning reader. Try "Philosophy to the MAX" next time. That will blow you head off."
Later, outside in the forest.
"Wait a minute… I didn't have any books with me." Mech-Ah remembered.
"Oh shit…" Ditto mumbled.
"Mech-Ah, where have you been?" Another Ditto asked from a stump. "You left me behind a few days ago."
"Hm… I should by something that could train my brains so I remember stuff better…"
"Try Dr. Kawashima's Brain Training for…"
Mech-Ah wielded his blade, and cut the Ditto to chunks in seconds. Showing this Ditto was a robot.
"Real Ditto, don't try that on me, or you get a 'better' treatment." Mech-Ah said to Ditto.
Back at HQ.
"Let's go over it again… SIGH" Diglett started. "You knew people send death threats to him, and didn't respond. Why?"
"Really, I didn't know it was such a deal!" Jones confessed.
"Well it is!"
"Oh my way of life… it's Philosophy man!"
"Yes, indeed I am! I am going to teach you a little lesson!" Pm started. "One, you suck as parent, Jones, and so does Alice. Second, Mech-Ah and Ditto are heading back to discuss an option to destroy the Plotting Device. Third: A death threat is something you should tell the police. Fourth: Never leave mysterious little books behind where someone can find them. Fifth: Whenever a guy comes with an intro sentence "It's …" you give the man something to eat. Sixth: I only got a few more minutes. Seventh: I got to go."
"And that all should help us, how?" Diglett asked.
"In no way at all." The man jumped out of the window, which in some way an incorrect sentence. Since you cannot be IN a window at all.
"Diglett, Jones, Alice and the others… we are back from the present." Mech-Ah smashed the door open with a clogged fist. "And with present I mean now. The moment that just passed while I explained it."
"Glad we're done with this." Ditto complained. "I'll call someone to fix the door. And someone to replace the glass."
"Found ANYTHING that can help us? A sleeping gas?"
"Diglett, the joke that the kids are irritating has been made and requires no repeat. Unless you want a fork up you nose." Ditto said annoyed.
"GET DOWN!" Mech-Ah shouted.
"What for?" Ditto asked.
"They could be here any moment!"
"Who?"
"THEY! Test Base operatives!"
"Did I miss something?" Ditto asked.
"YES. You missed the Plotting Device, Lisa, Browny, diner and a fight." Mech-Ah explained.
"Did you tape it?"
"Hid it in Section 5; Recent events." Mech-Ah pointed at a bookcase with several drawers.
"Did I miss anything here?" Ditto asked the others.
Diglett found a tiny book, Alice and I lost the Eevee's for a while, and that's it, I guess." Jones explained.
KNOCK KNOCK. These sounds came from the door. Mech-Ah sneaked up to it and smashed it open; bashing or squishing whatever waited outside.
"Hm… nobody… this could mean they are distracting me so they can get the people inside. But they do not know that I have arrived yet so someone is waiting with a net. Or someone left by fear when I opened the door." Mech-Ah said to himself.
He looked around, and then looked behind the door; but no one was to be found.
"Please leave me alone." Something said from a bush.
Mech-Ah jumped to it and diced the bush to little fractions. Sheeting the blade, he saw a little Shinx. It was shaking by the view of a large metal suit, but who wouldn't? Mech-Ah picked the little thing up, and then slapped it with his hand. He took it inside; well that's not the exact way. He threw it in onto the couch.
"We have little visitor…" Mech-Ah said with a dark voice. "This is a really nice gadget; The Pitch changer. Now… what is your business around these parts?" Mech-Ah wielded a stick with a collar at the end and strapped it around. "Each time I get an incorrect answer; this little thing is going to apply a high dose of…"
"You really need to do this?" Diglett asked.
"No, but I never tortured anything before."
"Let him go. Let me talk to it."
"But I wanna kill it!"
"Please, Mech-Ah, don't do it ever again."
Mech-Ah stepped away from the scene, and the chapter ends.
Next time:
Mech-Ah find out about flammable liquids.
Diglett gets screwed. (In a way, not even I can imagine.)
The Eevee's go on adventure.
And Ditto gets lessons in being nice.