AUTHORS NOTE: The reason Corey was talking in third person before was because he was unconscious most of the chapter, so there wouldn't be much about his family's thoughts. Oh, and yes, these are Chimera Pokémorphs, and if you don't know what that means, well, you're on the fucking internet! Look it up!
It had been a few days now, and it is true. I was a 2G Pokémorph (first chapter). I could change into a regular Eevee whenever I wanted.
I hated Team Rocket. They had changed me into an unstable freak. I wished Janet had never convinced me to try and join.
I looked into the dark, murky room from my cold test tube. There were three others like me.
A girl named Olivia, with short, curly green hair and big blue eyes. She had flowers for hands and leaves wedged into her hair. She was obviously a Roselia morph.
A boy named Rufus, who had long, greasy black hair down to his shoulders, thick eyebrows, with dark claws, feet, and a small tail. Probably a Mightyena morph.
Then there was Melony, a female with an odd coin attached to her head. She had light blond hair, whiskers, claws, and sharp teeth. Meowth morph, of course.
Each of them were the same age as me, thirteen years old. Our tubes were soundproofed, so we could only talk with each other during testing. Here's what I had up to that point:
Olivia was sweet, smart and sensible. She loved gardening, couldn't stand seeing Pokémon get hurt, and seemed to really love berries.
Rufus was intimidating, rough, and humorous. He told funny jokes, always played a little too rough (almost ripped an executive's arm off), and gave you this fucking scary glare if you pissed him off.
Melony was sassy, annoying, and active. She would always be running up and down the lab, was always talking about things extremely fast, and smacked you if you ever said anything about her being a weak Meowth morph.
Me? Well, I never really judge myself...
We all shivered to think about the next test, the one we had 75 chance of dying on.
The Evolution Test.