Authoress: Hey everyone! I'm here with another chapter, and I'm actually on time this time! audience gasps Yes, yes, I know, shocking, isn't it? No game this chapter. Oh, and I want to apologize beforehand for the language in this chapter – more than usual! This chapter also doesn't have as much of the humor in it, but I hope yall like it anyway. Well, I'm not going to keep you, so here's my reviewer responses. Read on to find out the mystery pokemon and our newest guest star!

Gabe B.: Psst You're character won…Hehe, but you probably already knew that. Questions, questions…Lol! Well, some will be answered this chapter, but some won't. I can't answer them all now, that would ruin the suspense, wouldn't it? Thanks for another review, and I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint you. Chapter 10 is here!

Paladin Dragoon: Yay, you liked it! Thanks so much for being such a loyal reviewer. And just for that - (gives out a plate of Eevee-shaped cookies) There ya go! They're chocolate, everyone's favorite. So many questions from everyone! But no worries, they'll all be answered in due time. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Silvermoon: Thanks for another review, I love ya to death for it! The answer to the question is in the chapter, I promise! And don't feel bad for not getting it, you always have another shot! Enjoy this chapter!

Everett Mills: Well the waiting is over, here's the next chapter for you. I hope you like this one as much as the last. Oh, and I'm sorry I couldn't put your Minum in, he sounds like a pretty cute character! The way you described him, he kind of sounds like Skull. Anyway, hope you like!

ElementalZoidFighter: Hi again! How'd DZF manage to pick up the safe anyway? Lol! He cusses just about as much as Umbreon does. Hehe. Well, good luck getting that safe off your foot, DZF… Here's Chapter 10 for ya, and thanks bunches for reviewing! Hope you like.

Rob: Thanks for the compliments! Those are always nice to receive lol! …Wow, your character sounds interesting, to say the least. Lol. His name definitely fits his personality. I could definitely find a way to use him in this story, but another reviewer already took the spot. There's always next time though, right? Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Subieko: For starters, thank you so much for the review. Here you go - (hands Subieko a plate of cookies shaped like Umbreon). Lol, everyone's favorite character! Yes, the CPA is a bad, bad thing…I kick myself sometimes for coming up with it haha. Here's Chapter 10, I hope you like it! It took me forever to type…Lol.

Alex Warlorn: Yea, I try to listen to all my reviewers thoughts to help them feel more included in the story. The guest characters also help a great deal with that as well. I finally get the gazebo thing! Lol, I know, I'm a little slow…Hehe. Umbreon, I'm pretty sure, aren't really all that fast, but I think Jolteon is has better speed than any of the Eeveelutions. Maybe I'm the one who needs to check my stats. The tune? (sneaky smile) We'll just have to wait and see, won't we? Hope you like this chapter!

SaphireStars:I'm so sorry, but someone else got the guest pokemon. But remember, I only allow a reviewer to submit a guest pokemon once, so try again, and just maybe you'll get it. Thanks for reviewing, and I hope you enjoy this next chapter I wrote.

Authoress: That's done with. Chapter 10, here goes…

Jennifer's POV

I was awoken by a sharp "Psst!" in my ear, not long after I had gone to sleep. I covered my face and smacked at whoever was there. "Go away…" I voiced groggily. "I'm not getting up yet…"

I could almost hear the eye roll. "Sorry to disappoint you, Sleeping Beauty, but you have a busy morning ahead of you."

Recognizing Reika's voice, I jumped out of my little bed, just now realizing where I was. "What's the matter? Startled?" the Jolteon laughed. "Don't move – Razor will be in here shortly."

"Where would I go?" I mumbled sarcastically, but I don't think she heard me as she left the room.

The sun was shining brightly now, although you could tell it was morning by the way the birds were singing. Unexpectedly out of the corner of my eye, I could've sworn I saw something sitting in my little window. I jumped and quickly turned to face it, but nothing was there. I continued to be paranoid of that window until the green pokemon Razor came in, a nice change from Reika.

General POV

"How long are we going to have to wait here?" Jolteon complained. "I'm not exactly what you would call comfortable, and we have some girls to save!"

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do," answered Ereyla. "We can't leave until after dusk, I'm afraid."

All nine of them were hidden in a small alley with a few dumpsters in it, the only place they could find when the sun started to appear, as did people going to work. At the back was an awning shaded from view by the dumpsters, where Ereyla was laying.

Umbreon could see all kinds of people walking past the entrance of the alley from his position under a dumpster. "This is ridiculous."

"I realize that, Umbreon, but we can't leave until everything clears up," Espeon sighed.

"Not that," replied the dark type. "These humans are ridiculous! I just saw one that just walked by with a ring sticking out of his nose! Who the hell in his right mind would want to do something like that!?"

Umbreon turned around to look at all the looks everyone was giving him. "What? There's nothing else to do in this garbage heap…"

"We're going to have a long day…" Skull decided as he stretched out on the warm concrete.

Jennifer's POV

"Good mornin'," the green pokemon said to me in his cool accent. "Sleep well?"

Shocked again by his kindness, I stuttered, "Well, uh…yes, thank you."

He smiled at me. "Very good to hear." He looked around. "Seems you don't have any chairs in here…Reika!"

She poked her golden head just inside the door. "Bring me a chair, would ya? Oh, and bring the lil' Eevee a mat to sit nicely on as well."

"Yes sir." Reika disappeared for a couple minutes, leaving me to switch my gaze between Razor and the window, which was still empty. She came back dragging a good-sized chair, with a fuzzy mat draped over her back. She left the objects in the room and left us alone again.

"So," Razor began, pulling up his chair and taking a seat. I decided to try out the mat since he had got it for me, and found it quite comfortable. I looked up at the pokemon before me. "Do ya have a name, lil' Eevee, or should I call ya Eevee?"

"No sir, I have a name." For some reason Razor's manner in speaking to me made me want to be extra polite to him. "My name's Jennifer."

"Jennifer?" He seemed mildly surprised, but only for a second. "That's a mighty nice name ya got there. You the first I've met with a name like that, though."

"Uh, thanks, I guess. May I ask you a question?"

"Alright, shoot."

I asked, "What kind of pokemon are you?"

Apparently he thought that was a rather funny question, because he laughed. "Well, lil' one, I'm a Scyther."

"Oh…ok," I replied. A Scyther? And he thinks my name is odd.

"Now, Jennifer, you from 'round these parts?"

I had to think about that one. "Well, yea, sort of." I wished I hadn't said that.

"Sort of?" Razor questioned.

"I meant yes, I am from around here," I quickly covered up. Razor noticed I'm sure, but he didn't seem to mind. If anything, it made his smile grow wider.

"So what's your favorite dish? Fish? Vegetables? Chicken?" he asked me.

Chicken. I hadn't had that in so long…well, in 4 days, but it seemed like a long time to me at the moment. "Chicken," I answered, almost without thinking.

"Chicken it is, then." Razor smiled. "Reika!" he hollered for a second time.

Again her head appeared in the doorway. "Yes sir?"

"One plate of chicken and one salad, and hurry," ordered the Scyther.

"Yes sir, I'll get one of the mimes on it now."

"Good." Reika left again.

Razor and I talked some more while we were waiting for the food, and slowly but surely I began to feel more comfortable talking to him. Eventually some funny-looking things that kind of resembled regular people walked into the room carrying our plates. The waiters placed the dishes in front of us, and without a word, exited the room.

Razor must've noticed the look on my face as I stared at the creatures, and he quickly answered my question. "Those are a couple o' Mr. Mime," he said. "A funny pokemon, but they're alright in the kitchen."

I smiled in thanks, and we ate our breakfast for the most part in silence. "Where do ya live, Jennifer?" the Scyther asked after a while. "Anywhere close?"

"I'm not sure," I responded hastily. "I'm not the one who knows the way home, J-" I stopped abruptly and kicked myself mentally for mentioning the others' names. I promised myself I wouldn't tell them anything, no matter how nice they seem. One thing I regretted then more than ever – I'm a terrible liar. "It usually takes me a few tries to figure out where I am." I laughed sheepishly. I should've stopped there, but I didn't. "I've got an awful sense of direction, you know? I mean, I'd get lost crossing the street!" I laughed that same, stupid, idiotic laugh.

Razor was staring at me intently, but this time I'm positive that his smile was as big as it could get. It scared me somewhat. "I see," he responded quietly. Without another word he got up and left, closing the door behind him.

I didn't know why he had left then. I had thought it was something I said, but then decided against that. Maybe he left for a better reason that I just didn't know about. I looked up in the window again, just to make sure nothing was there, and jumped three feet backwards. Something was sitting in that little window.

The bird wasn't moving, and didn't respond to my shock, but was sitting very still on the sill, eyeing me. That somehow reminded me of the poem "The Raven" that I had to read in school once, and it creeped me out.

"W-who are you?" I gathered the courage to ask.

I half-expected the damn thing to say, "Nevermore". Thankfully he didn't.

"Better question is, who are you?" the bird said to me in a young, handsome sort of voice, almost scholarly.

"My name's Jennifer."

The bird nodded. "Jennifer, do you have any such inkling as to where you are?"

The question surprised me. "Y-yes." I lied for a reason that I'm still trying to decipher.

The bird squinted at me. "Really. Where then?"

"In a white room with a bed, a mat, food, and a window with a brown annoyance perched in it!" I glared at him.

He returned my glare without a second thought. "Now is not the time to be facetious," he snapped. "You have no idea where you are."

I gave up trying to fool this guy. "No."

"And you just informed that Scyther about the possibility of you withholding information."

"What are you talking about!?" I demanded in the high-pitched voice everyone uses when someone accuses them of some wrong-doing. "I didn't say anything like that!"

"Begging your pardon, but you did," the bird answered. "You told him that you don't know your way home, but J- does." I could just see him smirking at that.

"Ok, so I let a little something slip. Razor seems like an ok pokemon, I doubt he'll do anything about it."

I earned a snicker for that statement. "You honestly don't know exactly how much danger you are in at this very moment, do you?"

I started. "What?"

"Jennifer, you're standing in the middle of the conference room. The next room over is named the Tell-All Chamber, for various reasons."

"The Tell-All Chamber?" My voice suddenly became very meek. "What reasons?"

"Well, for starters, most pokemon who go in there end up 'telling all'." Again the bird smirked at me.

I didn't like the sound of that. I really didn't like the sound of that. "Is there a window in that room, too?" I asked in the same little voice as before.

"Yes."

"What goes on in there?"

"Oh, awful things, as you can probably imagine," he answered, the tone in his voice indicating he didn't think it a big deal. I sure did. "You'll feel pain in there you've probably never before felt in your life."

I stared wide-eyed at the little brown bird in my window. Ok, this friggin' sparrow is freaking me out more than the raven in the poem did.

I was alarmed once again as the door clicked open, and I whirled around to face it. "Have a good time in the chamber," the bird said from behind me in a sing-song voice. "I'm sure you'll enjoy it thoroughly." I heard his stupid little wings lift him off the window sill, and I knew he was gone. I had never been more angry at anything in my life. Well, maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration.

Reika walked into the room, proud as the first time I met her. I hid as best I could under the little bed. She laughed harshly. "I see Dive-Bomb has visited you. It's all true, you know. Razor just gave the order."

WHAT? No, this can't be happening, I frantically thought. I don't want to feel pain I've never felt before! I don't want to be here at all! I want Stephanie and the pokemon that like me, that's all I want! I felt like crying my eyes out right there, but I didn't.

"Let's go," Reika commanded. "Now."

I sat my butt on the ground and sent a death glare her way. "I'm not moving anywhere."

Reika took a step toward me, leaving the door unattended as it was wide open. "In case your puny brain hasn't registered," she said as she moved closer, "I'm bigger than you. If you won't move, I'll move you, and trust me, it won't be all flowers and daisies."

No shit, Sherlock, I thought sarcastically to myself. I didn't want to speak to that Jolteon in any way, shape, or form. She kept on moving closer.

When I felt she was a safe distance away from the door, and close enough to me for that matter, I sprang towards it, taking Reika entirely by surprise.

"Fuck!" I heard her curse as I ran out the door into the hallway. She regained her senses and leapt after me. "Get back here, you flea-bitten piece of -"

"Ah, ah, ah," said that familiar voice in the window of my former room. The bird was, needless to say, flying alongside Reika to catch the action. "You need to learn to control your cursing, Reika." She growled.

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, I was so scared. My eyes were as wide as saucers, and I turned a corner looking desperately for a way out. I spotted a door with sunlight filtering out from the bottom. There was a handle instead a doorknob, and I thought I could use that to my advantage. If I could only jump on that handle, I could get out of here… The thoughts raced through my mind.

I leapt up as high as I possibly could to try to reach that door. Almost there…Just as I was about to land on the handle, I felt what seemed like a thousand tiny knives piercing my whole right side. I fell short of the door in complete and unbearable pain. Reika managed to stop just short of me, her head directly above my body. I heard a small gasp from the same direction that must've belonged to Dive-Bomb.

"Reika, you dim-wit!" Razor yelled, coming up on my right side. All the kindness had vanished entirely from his voice. "You almost let the Eevee escape! This is the second time in two months! Are you dense? Can't learn from you mistakes? Incompetent!?" He spat the last word.

"No sir," she said quietly.

"Then get your damn act together! We were this close to being exposed!" Razor paused, and took a breath. "Get the Eevee and your sorry self out of my sight. Pull the pin needles out of her side. Don't let this happen again."

"Yes sir." A sudden spot of wet dropped on my side from above, causing one of the punctures to sting even more from the salt. For the first time, I felt sorry for the Jolteon standing over me. The pokemon I had thought to be a kind southern gentlemen was the complete opposite, and I was horrified. I cried out in pain as Reika tried to figure out a way to pick me up, succeeding in hitting a few of the needles on the ground.

She settled for pulling me across the floor by my tail and into another room, my tears lining the path that we took. "Brilliant job, Reika." I duly noted Dive-Bomb's unwanted presence. "You got the Eevee hurt and yourself almost fired. Couldn't have done better myself."

"Get away from me!" she screamed at the bird. It was obvious she was still crying. He got out of there pretty quickly from the amount of fluttering of wings, but I guessed that he was still some place where he could see.

Reika then began to work on my injuries. "Sit still," she said, sniffing occasionally. "It'll hurt more if you struggle." I liked her better when she was crying.

Each needle that she pulled out was torture, complete torture. I cried more with each pluck. I didn't cry only from the pain – I cried for me. I cried for my situation. I cried for Stephanie most of all. I hadn't even been examined in the Tell-All Chamber, and I was already experiencing pain I'd never felt before.

General POV

"This is ridiculous!" Umbreon voiced, for the about the hundredth time and counting.

Finally, Tat said something. "Umbreon, at least find a different word to use! Believe me, it'll make everyone's day just a little bit better."

"No way, Tat. It's my word of the day."

Tatta raised her eyebrows. "Word of the day? Since when do you have a word of the day?" Her tone clearly suggested that she was as aggravated if not more by the infuriating Umbreon.

"Since now. And do you know why?" he snapped, and didn't wait for an answer. "Because we have been sitting around here doing shit for what seems like forever now!"

"Lower your voice, Umbreon," warned Espeon.

"You know, I agree with you for once, Umbreon," Jolteon commented.

"Shut up, Jolteon," the black fox snapped again.

"Hey, I was just saying -"

"ACK, I can't take this anymore!" Vaporeon suddenly burst out. Her onyx eyes suddenly turned a glowing blue, and anyone's attention she might've caught was quickly averted to the fast-darkening sky. Thick, gray clouds appeared basically out of nowhere, blocking out the sun.

"Skull, Flareon, Ereyla, find shelter now!" Jolteon barked. Then the rain came, and it came hard.

Skull dove for the awning that Ereyla was already under just before the rain hit the ground. He toppled into the horse pokemon's mane, needless to say shaken up. Flareon was asleep under a dumpster directly in front of the awning, exhausted from all the happenings of the day. Even the rain beating on the metal lids of the dumpsters didn't wake the little fire pokemon.

The rest that weren't under anything were dripping in seconds. That included Espeon, Vaporeon, Jolteon, and Tat, who quickly got underneath where Tatta was sitting.

Umbreon, irate, emerged from his position, and he was also dripping within seconds. "What the hell were you thinking?" he yelled at Vaporeon over the screaming people outside the alley and the rain. "You could've seriously hurt the three of them! What's your problem!?"

Vaporeon looked to Skull and Ereyla, mortified. "I-I'm sorry…" she directed at the ground and fire type. "I didn't mean to."

"It's ok, Vaporeon," Skull accepted the apology softly. "I know you didn't mean to."

Ereyla nodded. "There was no harm done. You don't have to apologize, Vaporeon, I've known pokemon to do worse things under pressure." She smiled, but Vaporeon just couldn't return it.

The water pokemon looked to Umbreon, who was still livid. "I didn't mean to, Umbreon, I – it just happened."

"Yea? Well watch what the hell you're doing next time!"

"Hey, back off!" Jolteon stepped in front of Vaporeon and glared at Umbreon in the face. "She didn't mean to do it, ok? Leave it alone! Besides, who the hell died and made you boss?" Jolteon's gaze rested on Espeon, who was sitting there gravely.

Umbreon looked to Espeon. She shook her head. "That wasn't your place, Umbreon – and you know it." The psychic looked more hurt and disappointed than angry to the rest.

Umbreon silently laid back down, the rain still coming down hard. He only lifted his head when he heard Jolteon's voice, "Vaporeon?" The electric pokemon turned in a few circles looking for her.

"Vaporeon!" Skull called, helping Jolteon.

Umbreon got up, and looked around as well. "This is your fault!" Jolteon spat rain in Umbreon shocked face. "Maybe if you hadn't been such an ass to her, she wouldn't have left like that!"

"Stop!" Espeon shouted at Jolteon. He backed down. "Think about how your actions are going to help the situation before you play them out," she directed to him grimly. "She must've used Acid Armor. Otherwise someone would've seen her leave."

"Great…well, I'm going after her," Jolteon announced. "She can't be out there by herself." With that he released a Thunderbolt attack into the thick clouds above, causing a fantastic lightning storm that jumped between the gray giants. More screams were heard, along with running footsteps.

"Stay low," he cautioned. Then he looked directly to Ereyla. "Where's the CPA headquarters? Possibly while we're out we can get something done."

"It's a while away from here…" Ereyla told him.

"Just tell me."

Ereyla tried her best to explain the directions so he could remember them. Afterwards, he stood there dumbly looking at her. He shook it off. "Yep, I've got it, so I'm leav-"

"No you don't Jolteon," Espeon cut him off. "I'm coming with you since I actually know the way. Vaporeon's my friend, as well." She walked past Umbreon and gave him that same disappointed look, and it made him feel like a shriveled up ant inside.

Feel incredibly guilty, he announced, "I'm going, too. I-I guess I've kinda got to make it up to Vaporeon…for what I did…" Espeon nodded at him, but didn't smile.

"Good luck!" Tat and Tatta shouted from their hole as the three ran off.

"Bring Vaporeon back with you!" Skull also yelled after them. Funny that a ground type would take such a friendly approach to a water pokemon.

Jennifer's POV

"It's really raining out there!" Dive-Bomb had just flown through the window, bringing in the rain with him. Reika had set me on a mat after she had pulled every last needle, and she was laying in front of the door with her head on her paw. "The lightning out there isn't pretty."

Reika lifted her head and glared. "Well, it's not going to be much better in here," she threatened.

I was feeling better, but my side still stung a lot, even wrapped tightly in the bandages. At least I could walk, something I thought I'd never be able to do again when I first got hit.

Dive-Bomb landed close to me and shook his feathers off. "Threatening me isn't going to aid you in becoming less incompetent in the boss's eyes, you know."

"Shut…up…you stupid…Taillow…" Reika was trying so hard not to go off on the pokemon, and I couldn't blame her. Even I was finding it difficult not to say anything to the effect of, "How stupid can you be?" to the dumb bird.

"Come on, Reika, can't we be civil?" The Taillow seemed wary but relatively unconcerned about the dagger-in-the-heart glare he was receiving.

That was when Reika snapped. I could tell, because the spikes of her fur were tingling with static electricity. Jolteon does the same thing when he gets mad, too. What happened after that? Even I have a hard time believing it.

Authoress: Long enough chapter for yall? I hope so! Again, I'm sorry about the excessive cursing in this chapter, but I think it was appropriate and almost necessary to show the moods of the pokemon. Gabe B, trust me on this one with Dive-Bomb. I promise, I know exactly where I'm going with this, so don't worry! You'll just have to wait till next chapter to see what I have in mind. Read and review, pretty please? I love yall (in a healthy, nonsexual way, of course)! Big hugs for all!