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Chapter 2

Ash awoke in a cold sweat, the reason for which would be this.

In his dream, Ash had been standing at crossroads. One path appeared dry and barren. The other was surrounded by lush, green grass, beautiful flowers, and huge, majestic trees. However, in the distance, Ash could see that there was also a storm over the second path, and it was moving closer. There were no signs, no maps, no directions. It was all up to Ash.

But before he could make a choice, something hard hit Ash in the head. He yelled and fell to the ground. When he turned his head to see what had hit him, he saw Pikachu standing there in a fighting stance. "Pikachu?" Ash said, confused by the attack from his best friend. But Pikachu did not seem to hear him. Instead he got down on all fours and screamed, unleashing a huge thunderbolt that hit Ash dead on. Ash could feel the electricity pulsing through his body, but the longer the bolt shocked him, the less pain he felt. Then it stopped. He opened his eyes, which had been wincing, just in time to see an iron tail being swung straight at his face. He had no time to dodge it, and was knocked backwards into a chasm. He began falling, screaming, looking up and Pikachu, who was watching him from above with a devilish grin on his face.

And then Ash awoke. When he did, he was laying on the couch in the living room of his house. Misty was also asleep, with her head on his lap. It seemed that she had made a failed attempt to stay awake all night, watching him. Ash smiled at the thought, and slowly moved her head off of him, careful not to wake her. He then stood up from the couch. He felt much better now. He walked into the kitchen and checked the clock. 3:43AM. Ash didn't remember ever waking up-had he really been asleep for eighteen hours? Ash shrugged and walked upstairs to the bathroom to do his business.

When he got up there, he locked the door behind him, turned around, took a step forward, and froze. Ash slowly turned his head ninety degrees to the right and looked in the mirror. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

'I must be dreaming,' he thought. 'That's the only logical excuse.'

He closed his eyes and pinched himself a couple times, willing himself to wake up. However, he could not. He opened his eyes and looked in the mirror, speechless.

Sticking out of his head was a pair of long, yellow ears, black at the tips. Two round, red patches were located on his cheeks. He reached around and also felt a thunderbolt-shaped tail. Ash was too shocked to even scream. He simply stood there, staring at his own reflection. He was starting to silently freak out.

What happened next didn't help one bit.

All of the sudden, the shower curtain opened behind him, and a knife was placed in front of his neck, though it didn't seem to have anyone holding it. Ash was still watching all of this through the mirror. A voice whispered in his ear.

"Do not scream. I will take this knife away from your neck on one condition: you do not make any sound. If you do, somebody will wake up, and that wouldn't help either of us. Will you promise me that you will keep your mouth shut?" Ash was much too afraid to nod, so he let out a small "yes". His fear caused his voice to crack, even though he was only speaking one syllable.

"Good," said the voice. "Break that promise and I will not hesitate to kill you." The knife was then moved away from Ash's neck. However, this time it was being held by someone. A young boy who looked about 14, with long, black hair was wielding the knife. He had large, tilted eyebrows that gave him an unfriendly aura, and was dressed in all black, including a baseball cap on his head.

"Okay, you can turn around now." He said. His voice was deep for a 14-year-old. He spoke quietly, and his voice had a very serious tone to it.

"You want to know what the hell happened, don't you?" Ash nodded, unable to speak. What was going on? Who was this person? How did he turn invisible?

"Well, then, you're in luck, because Shayna can figure that out in no time. Shay, come on in here," he said, unlocking the door. Ash was completely shocked by what then walked through that door.

She was one of the most beautiful people Ash had ever seen. Shayna looked like she was between 15 and 17. She was short but thin, with a very attractive body. She had shoulder-length, pale-green hair that was draped over her right eye, and wide, pale-red eyes. She was smiling a toothless smile at Ash, causing him to blush. She was wearing a white tank top, light blue jeans, and a red beanie cap, which seemed to be covering something up.

"Hi," she said, "I'm Shay." Her soft, sweet voice seemed to make Ash melt inside. All of the sudden, he felt much more calm and relaxed. "Just for the record," she added, "I do not approve of Mark's tactics."

"Oh, just shut up and figure out what happened." the boy, apparently named Mark, said.

"Fine," Shay replied, proceeding to place her hands on Ash's head, causing him to blush again. If she noticed this, she did not react. "This may hurt," she said, closing her eyes. All of the sudden, Ash was sucked out of that world, and found himself in a huge space filled with images and faces and objects, all swirling around him at incredible speeds. He saw the face of Max, May's brother, whom he had traveled with in Hoenn. He saw a Pokémon center, Team Rocket's Meowth, Gary Oak, a T-shirt...all these objects would not stop moving. Every time one thing disappeared, it was replaced with another. Then, one image zoomed towards Ash. It was an image of a large, white room, being viewed through some sort of clear tube.

Then, Ash was there. He was inside of a tube, stripped naked, with all sorts of strange wires and contraptions attached to him. He was banging the tube, yelling. Beside him Pikachu was in the same situation as him. Then, a voice sounded from all around. It was the voice of a British man, except it was influent, and sounded like each word had been recorded separately, then put together to form this message.

"Hello-Ash." The voice said. "Do-not-worry, this-should-not-hurt-a-bit…it-should-hurt-a-lot." All of the sudden, an excruciating pain shot through Ash's entire body. He was screaming, his eyes welling up with tears, but the pain would not stop. It simply kept on going until Ash finally could not take it anymore, and passed out.

When he finally awoke, it was nighttime. Ash was laying on the ground next to Pikachu, outside of his house. He stood up, picked up Pikachu, and walked inside. He continued upstairs to his bedroom where he collapsed onto his bed, feeling exhausted. He wasn't even awake long enough to notice himself closing his eyes.

Ash was sucked back into the real world. "Ow!" He said, grabbing his head, which had suddenly began aching, badly. "Sorry," Shay said, apologetically. "I said it might hurt."

"It's fine," Ash said, letting go of his head and opening his eyes. He was back in the bathroom.

"Well?" Mark demanded. "Was it Dr. X?"

"Yup," Shay answered, putting her hands in her pockets. "Him and his pikachu." She gestured to Ash. She was about to speak again, but Ash interrupted.

"Wait," he said, completely confused. "How-I mean-what did-you just-what did you-what-hey!"

"You were kidnapped by a mad scientist. Nobody knows his real name, but he calls himself Dr. X. He performed a DNA transfer from your Pikachu to you. You've probably been sick recently, because of the new DNA in your body. It took awhile to this DNA to actually take effect, which is why you haven't had all your new features until now."

Ash listened attentively, trying to believe what he was hearing. It was not easy. Once Shay was finished explaining, he spoke.

"So," he said, "where's the hidden camera?"

"This is no joke, Ash," Shay said.

"Yeah, right," Ash continued sarcastically. "Like I actually got mutated into some half-pokémon freak by some evil scientist! Seriously! I'm actually a little insulted by how gullible you guys think I am! I'll bet somebody put these fake ears and tail on me while I was asleep! I mean, did you guys actually think I-OW!" Mark had just reached over and yanked on one of the ears on Ash's head. "Do fake ears hurt that much?" He said, irritated.

"Mark, please," Shay said, "it's completely reasonable that he doesn't believe us. In fact, I'd be a little worried for his mental health if he did." She turned to Ash. "Ash, remember what I just did to you? I can do that because I'm part Kirlia." Shay pulled off her beanie to reveal two large, flat, pale-red horns on her head. Ash stared in shock.

"Yeah, and look," Mark said, taking of his baseball cap to reveal a pair of large purple horns. "I'm part Gengar. That's how I turned invisible."

"So…you two really are…and I'm…" Mark and Shay nodded.

"But, who are you? And how did you find me?"

"Our boss, Skyler, seems to know whenever somebody nearby becomes a pokeman. Nobody knows how-we think he has some way of sensing it."

"Pokeman?"

"That's what people like us are called," Shay explained. "You know, people who are part pokémon. Skyler joined a bunch of us together to form a sort of team or force-whatever you want to call it. So far, everybody in the group is one of Dr. X's victims. He loves kidnapping people, turning them into pokemen, and then just dropping them back off at their homes. It's strange. We have no idea what he gets out of it."

"So you guys want me to join this team?" Ash said, and Mark nodded. "But, why form a team in the first place?" Ash asked.

"Surely you've heard of Team Rocket?" Mark said. Ash nodded. He knew Team Rocket all too well. "Well," Mark continued, "Skyler formed the team for the purpose of trying to bring them to justice. They've supposedly been behind all sorts of pokémon-related crimes, mostly thefts, but nobody's ever been able to actually prove that they're behind it. Whenever somebody is caught stealing pokémon who claims to be working for them, Team Rocket always claims they know nothing about that person. Skyler's hoping that if we interfere enough, they just might make a mistake, and we'll be there to catch it."

"Sounds pretty cool," Ash said. "I've dealt with Team Rocket plenty of times before."

"Oh yeah," Shay said, "I read about you in the paper. I hope you're not talking about Jessie and James, though, because they're probably the worst Team Rocket has ever had?"

"Really?" Ash said. He had always assumed that Jessie and James were Team Rocket norm, and therefore was constantly wondering how Team Rocket had become so successful.

"Oh yeah," Mark said. "Trust us, Jessie and James compared to most of Team Rocket is like a magikarp compared to a gyarados. Luckily, Team Rocket doesn't seem to know anything about us yet."

"So, what would I do if I joined the team?" Ash asked curiously. Mark and Shay had to ponder this for a few seconds before they could answer.

"Well, we've never had an electric type before," Shay finally said. "You'd probably be used to hack into Team Rocket's computer networks and see what you can find there. You wouldn't have to know anything about computers," she added when she saw Ash's expression. "Once you got a hang of your powers, you'd probably be able to just manipulate the machinery at will, without really doing much work."

"Of course, that's once you get the hang of your powers," Mark said. "All new recruits have to go through training before they can actually do much. But, don't worry. It's still fun. Plus, we pay you $500 up front, then $1000 a month after you've finished training. Ash's jaw dropped just at the thought. When he asked who was funding all of this, Shay said that Skyler liked to keep that a secret, for the protection of the funder.

"Woah…" Ash was still taking this all in. It was a lot for him to handle. All of the sudden, his knees felt weak. He had to lean on the sink for support. Mark and Shay waited patiently, though Mark looked a little annoyed, waiting for Ash to calm down. Once he had regained his balance, Ash stood up straight.

"You don't have to make your decision right away," Mark said, handing Ash a card with an address on it. "But if you want to join, just stop by. Then you can meet the rest of the team, and see what we have to offer over at headquarters."

"You guys have a headquarters?" Ash said, astonished.

"What kind of a team would we be without a headquarters?" Shay said.

"Oh, and a little piece of advice," Mark said. "Don't let anybody know you're a pokeman. If anyone finds out, it will get to the government somehow, and they've been trying to find pokemen for years so they can do tests on them. Trust me, you don't want that."

"But, how do I hid it?" Ash said.

"Do what we do," Shay said. "Wear a hat to cover up the ears, put make-up over the patches, and just stuff your tail in your pants. It'll be a little uncomfortable at first, but you'll get used to it. Do you usually wear a hat?" Ash nodded. "Good," she said, "that way nobody will become suspicious when you keep it on all the time."

"Well, that's basically all we have to say," Mark said.

"Okay," Ash said. Then a thought struck him. "But, wait-how are you gonna get out of here?"

"Shay can teleport," Mark said simply. The two then put their hats back on, and Shay grabbed Mark's arm.

"It was nice meeting you, Ash," she said, smiling at Ash and causing him to blush and Mark to role his eyes-Ash could not tell if it was a reaction to Shay's comment, Ash's blushing, or both. But before anyone could say anything more the two had dissapeared in a flash of rainbow light.

Ash was left alone in the bathroom to just stand there and think about what he had just heard.

Then he noticed that sometime during the previous encounter, he had peed his pants.
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And there's the second chapter for you! Please review and tell me what you think! Seriously. I mean it. Review. There are still too many lawyers in this world.