I don't own anything but the story and my OCs. Thanks November Red Angel!

"Talking"

'Thinking'

[Telepathy]

A few minutes later...

"Hello!" said Eteinne, who had appeared out of nowhere. "I don't know how, but someone told me how to teleport to you guys! Then, a mirror appeared out of nowhere, and I realized I have an amazing mustache! Oh... Wait a moment!" *Teleports out*

I look at Jack with a "what the heck" look, and he says that there is a lot of Physic pokemorphs here, they probably told him whats up.

*Teleports back* "Look guys! I have a marshmallow mustache!"

"Uuhh..." Is all we can say.

"Is he always like this? I thought Alakazam were supposed to have IQ's of like over 9000 or something? (Thank you references!)" Jack whispers to me.

"This is about the norm... guess it didn't apply to him..." I whispered back.

Suddenly, an alarm starts blaring.

"That is the new recruit alarm! Guess you are coming with me!" Said Jack.

"Paging Commander Jack! Paging Commander Jack! We got a shiny Zoroark wheeling toward room 2!"

"Shiny? This could get interesting..."

"Wait... Your comman-"

"That can wait till later!"

-P.O.V. Swap: Renee, the Shiny Zoroark-

'Surely there's a way out, there is always a way out...' Renee (Thanks November Red Angel for making me an OC!) thought. Having faked sleeping until they set her down in the room, she had noticed the changes, but disregarded them, considering them some part of torture.

*Door opens*

"If you think you will be torturing anything out of me, I will have you know..."

"Torture? No. Ask? Maybe. Help? Definitely." Jack said.

"Why would I need your help? And why are dressed like that?"

"First off, cut the 'tude. We are all in the same boat here. I assume you have heard of the game Pokemon?"

"Only my favorite game! I was leading with a shiny Zoroark."

"I want you to take a good look at yourself and consider what Pokemon you look like."

"Um... Why?"

"JUST DO IT!"

"Okay okay... Sheesh... I guess I look like a Zoroark? But its... Shiny?"

"Right on the money. Now I hope you will be bit more considerate of your superiors in the future. Right now, however, please tell me what you remember before you were knocked out."

"Ugh... I guess you aren't those terrorists... It started like any other mission. My commander had heard of a new e-terrorist group, one that would rival Isis in strength. He wanted me to take out their leader at all costs. Once I had located the leader, I set out in my personal helicopter. However, as I got there, I was almost shot down, and had to make crash landing. Coming out unscathed, I went into the base to find it almost deserted."

"Almost?"

"There was a man. He looked weird, with these red and black pants, orange red shirt, and black jacket. He also looked like he had a beard of fire. Once he noticed me, he shot me with some sort of dart that burned a lot, but had no tranq in it, and proceeded to punch me in a way that it felt like it my face was on fire. I drew my pistol, but it melted in my hand. That was when I blacked out."

"Okay. Let me tell you some things before we continue. First off, the one you encountered was that organizations leaders, but it wasn't a hacker group. Second off,the building burned to the ground. We were just barely able to get you out. Third off, your boss is dead. Fourth off, all of his and your body guards died protecting him."

"No... That's... That's impossible... It... How did it happen?"

"Your headquarters was stormed by a team of our enemies. They have our same powers, our same resources, but they use it for evil. In the end, they are just a rogue part of us. Leading that team was the same man who almost killed you. If we had been a minute later, you would have been burned beyond repair, but the same reason you are like this is the same reason you are still alive."

"Why don't just take down that other group if there just a rogue faction?"

"Ever heard of M.A.D.? (Thanks history class!)"

"Yeah, It was a term used in the cold war. It meant mutually assured destruction."

"That's why we can't attack or be attacked by our enemy, they match us piece by piece, place by place. In the end, while we may not have nukes at our disposal, we don't need to. Even if we did, we heal like wolverine to conventional and for that matter most unconventional military weapons." (I love references!)

"So like, a head shot with .50 cal sniper rifle couldn't kill me?"

"It would knock you out for a few minutes, but just like wolverine you would get back up. Its a Pokemons abilities that will actually hurt you. A clean Fire Punch to the head like before you almost died may actually hurt you enough to keep you down, at least a longer time. An Aura Sphere would almost kill you, but it would be easy to heal. However, moves like said Fire Punch, which have addition harms like fire, could damage you more over time. So yes, these powers also accept type advantages."

"Why didn't you save my people if you are so indestructible?"

"M.A.D; and a little something called Isis had a dirty bomb about to be launched!"

"How did you know that?"

"We have some of the best hackers, some former military people, and because Pokemon like Rotom could get into machines before, we train them to be able to access anything and everything. Same goes for our Porygon-Z."

"..."

-P.O.V. Switch: Dom-

*Jack opens door, causing Dom, Kellan, and Eteinne to fall into the room.*

"I knew you guys were eavesdropping..." Said Jack

"Sorry! But we promise we won't tell anyone!" I said

"Yeah! Promise!" Said Kellan.

"Om nom nom... marshmallow mustache..." said Eteinne.

"Is he always like that?" said Renee.

"You get used to it after a while." I replied.

*Different alarm starts blaring*

"What does this one mean?" I said.

"Chow time! Last one to the mess hall is a rotten Exeggcute!"

How did you like it? Feel free to review, and if you want a Pokemorph in the story (Human and Pokemorph, shift at will sort of thing) Tell me the name of character, His/her Pokemon counterpart (Need girls, and no legendarys), their back-story before becoming a morph, and a little about themselves. Try to keep the last 2 parts in about 3 paragraphs, more is allowed but may get edited out or mentioned later in the story (For example, if your charecter is an aspiring mechanic, it may be mentioned when needed, but not straight away.) They must be between 14 and 17 years old! (Old enough to be a teenager but young enough for no job) Try to have there backstory be something where something bad happened and they are presumed dead.