Author's note: You can thank Saiyuki and the unedited Dragonball GT ending for this chapter! And, please, send me inspirational songs if you've got any! J-Pop, Anime, Whatever! Thanks a bunch!

Alright! Nightmare is now officially a four-parter! cheer

Warning: This chapter contains some gruesome descriptions, so please don't throw up and short circuit your keyboard. Thank you. Ok, it's not that bad, but still: If you're eating something, it might make you a bit queasy. This chapter is also a lot longer and darker then others, considering I have to set up all the bad things that have to be resolved in part 4. And I gave an exert to someone...They said my detail is amazing...I hope you think so too!

Oh, and Gaby finally gets a part in this one! FINALLY! She's disappeared for the past couple episodes! YAY!

LET'S GO! NIGHTMARE: PART III

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"How! How can I help her?"
Kip had jumped on the opportunity to help his dying friend, who, he had just been informed, was having her very soul tormented.

"Hmm...I'm breaking a few rules, but I'm going to let you, just you, enter her nightmare." The boy said gravely.

"Alright! And in her nightmare, I'll-"

"I don't believe you understand the severity of the situation, my friend," He said, looking suddenly darkened. "Once you go in, your existence is in jeopardy. Like Gaby, your soul is tied to this dream...Well, in this dimension, dreams are reality. Literally. If, say, you had a dream about being killed by a giant lizard, you would die. If you had a dream about eating chocolate ice cream, you would actually eat chocolate ice cream."

"So what you're saying is...Once I go, there's no coming back. And...Everything I do in her mind is real?" Kip asked, trying to confirm.

"Yes."

"Alright! I don't care!" He said determinedly. "If there's any way to save Gaby, I'm going to find it!"

"You are a fearless one, aren't you?" The boy said with a smile. "Very well."

He turned, extended both his arms and created a swirling black portal between his hands. It grew, expanding in a whirling black and purple circle, swirling like a stormy sea. The surface rippled, and an image of a great white marble hall was stretched out before them. Stopping the portal creation, the boy floated away to the side, extending one arm to show that Kip should enter. It almost looked like he was a great lord inviting someone into his home.

"Remember, once you go in-" he cautioned.

"I know, there's no coming back." He said, sounding afraid.

"Right," The boy said. He paused for a moment, and then looked as if he'd been struck in the face by a brick. "Oh! I forgot!" He said, sounding surprised at his own incompetence. He fumbled in a pocket of his robes that was cleverly hidden by a shimmering white sash, and pulled out a small green stone. He handed it to Kip.

"What's this?" Kip asked, looking at the little rock, turning it over to investigate it further.

"That's a spirit stone. That'll help you find your friend. It'll glow when you're getting close to your destination." He explained. "Don't lose it! That's also your only ticket out of this place. And yes, it'll work for both of you." He said, anticipating his next question before Kip even thought of it.

"Right," he said, clenching the small stone tightly. He took a deep, steadying breath. "Ok."

"Good luck, Kip!" He said. He gave last smile before zooming behind him and pushing Kip headfirst into the barrier. "Don't die!"

If Kip thought that getting to Otherworld was a strange experience, he was shocked when he re-solidified and fell into Gaby's nightmare. Instead of feeling air-light, he suddenly felt properly heavy and was falling, with gravity's help, back down to Earth. One minute he was weightless, and the next it felt like he weighted 500 pounds.

With a crash, he hit the floor. Hard. He cursed loudly as the pain hit him like bag of bricks, feeling his arm twisted out of shape. Luckily, when he sat up, it gave a painful wrench and righted itself. He rubbed it gingerly, noticing that he was wearing his usual clothes again. Blinking, he looked at his surroundings.

He was sitting right smack in the middle of an enormous hallway. Everything was perfect white marble, with marble pillars supporting the roof. It looked like one of those old roman halls, but not a ruin and much more sophisticated.

He stood up, reflexively brushing himself off (though the hall didn't have a speck of dirt in it). He was so awestruck by the awesome beauty of the place, he just started walking down the hallway, having no idea where he was going.

After 20 minutes of walking, he was suddenly out in sunlight. Compared to the blinding white he had just been in, outside in blinding, fresh sunlight was slightly dark. But this new place was no less amazing then the hall.

It was astonishing. Tall, green wild grass stretched out before him, blowing in the slight breeze that was playing across his dumbstruck face. To his right ran a short cliff, just the perfect height to jump down. Past the cliff was sparkling, untouched beach that stretched out for what looked like miles. And past the beach, of course, was water. But this was water like he'd only seen in one place before, a place he saw very rarely: Gaby's calm, astonishing eyes. The way the waves were swaying back and forth were exactly how Gaby's eyes seemed to shine when she was feeling relaxed and calm. The way the bright sun reflected against the waves created a sparkling feature, just like hers. The water colour matched the calm, deep blue eyes. Even the perfect sky, which the water was reflecting in perfect clarity, matched the lighter tint to Gaby's amazing mood-telling eyes.

Kip would have loved to stay there for ever, just admiring the beauty, but something clicked in his mind and snapped him back. Something that had been nagging his mind, like that little voice that people call their conscience that says, 'you really shouldn't be doing that!' when you're about to drive your dad's new car over a stunt ramp.

'This...This looks nothing like a nightmare,' said the little voice. The grass was so soft and refreshingly cool, like it was calling to him. 'Just come and sit for a while and watch the ocean.' That's what they seemed to be saying. Everything was too perfect...Except for the water. That water which looked so much like Gaby's eyes. But...Wait!

Kip noticed it, looking off past the shoreline. What was that? A tiny tint of red, seeping over the water ever so slightly. It grew, and his eyes were able to define that it was a liquid of some sort, coming from under the water. He'd seen a lot of that liquid lately, that thick red liquid that is a key to life.

Blood.

Yes, that was blood alright. And the blot was getting bigger. The sky was suddenly being overcome by dark, foreboding clouds. The shoreline was turning grey, the grass was becoming more and more like sharp, biting knives.

Something clicked right then and there. Wherever Gaby was, her mood was changing. He didn't know how he knew this, but he just did. The water, now almost completely red, was the same colour as Gaby's eyes when she was ready to go to drastic measures, to kill. Blood red swirled with black. The shine was now darker red, the sparkle deadly orange.

He had to find her. Whatever was going on, something was definitely wrong. He suddenly realized that he didn't have the green stone that the boy had given him. He checked his pockets. Not there. He also realized that he didn't have his Pokémon anymore, either. He knew the only way to quickly find Gaby was to get the stone, and the only way he could defend himself were his Pokémon. He knew they hadn't come with him, but that stone was his only link to Gaby.

He rushed inside the white hall, which had remained unaltered. It must have been some sort of untouchable portal, a way too and from this world. Or so he thought. Kip didn't notice in his haste, but behind him, the white marble was turning blood red.

Kip bolted, a stitch jabbing his side painfully. His breath was coming in short gasps. Trying to run a seemingly unending hall while looking for a tiny green rock was near impossible. But he kept trying and, at last, he found it.

Turning around, he saw that the pure white marble was turning red. He could also see distant shapes, moving sluggishly towards him. They were coming from the way he entered...Or was it the other way? He didn't know, but his instinct was telling him to run.

Be bolted, clutching the green stone tightly and running literally for his life. He could hear distant flapping sounds and the sound of bare feet hitting the marble floor behind him, which just prompted him to continue running at top speed, despite the protests his body was making.

The hall was shorter then the one he had entered, but when you're being chased by a bunch of scary, bodiless monsters, it seems like it will never end. Luckily for Kip, it did, and stopped for a moment to catch his breath before, without even looking at his new surroundings, he dove under a large rock that was positioned just right to have him hide underneath.

He wormed his way into the space and waited, hoping his hard breathing wouldn't give him away. Or his wildly thumping heart, which was working overtime. Kip had never run so fast in his life, and his body didn't know how to handle it.

However, when after 10 minutes (when he was almost fully recovered) nobody had shown up, he figured they must have turned back and decided to risk leaving his rock shelter. Besides, the green rock was starting to glow ever so slightly.

He wriggled his way out from under rock, still clutching the green stone tightly in his hand. He straightened himself, and looked around at his new surroundings.

If the other place had been heaven, then this was most definitely hell. Disembodied screams of women and children and shouts of men could be heard, echoing creepily. The sky was red with the fire surrounding the area. Random debris from what could have been houses were flaming and turning into charcoal, sending bright sparks into the air like an enormous bonfire. Death was everywhere: The ground was stained with dry blood, and small trickles of the sickening red liquid were running everywhere, including underneath his own feet.

He started walking, horrified by the bloody scene around him, trying to find a reason for all the destruction, death...the echoing screams that were the last things the living had said. For that's what they were: The villager's last spoken words before they were killed, now reverberating like a broken record playing over and over, drilling into Kip's mind.

The stone in his hand was now warm and slippery with the sweat of his tightly clenched hand. Kip was scared, horrified and disturbed by the death scene replaying itself around him, but the stone brought him back out. It was glowing brightly now.

"GABY!" He yelled, hoping against hope that her voice wasn't one of the ones in the echoes. "GABY! WHERE ARE YOU! ANSWER ME!"

Nothing. Nothing other then the eerie echoes and crackling of fire as it consumed the remnants of dwellings.

"Where are you?" He repeated to himself, desperately trying to find her. He started moving about the town, searching under rubble for his friend. All he was finding, however, were the dead bodies of faceless people: Women clutching their children, men who had been standing in front of their wives and children, trying to shield them from the monster that had done this, children who had been running in terror from the horrors that had come straight from their nightmares.

And then...There was a tiny sound, just loud enough for Kip to hear. Something was still alive. Whether it was a Pokémon or person he couldn't tell, but anything, as long as it was alive, was a shining symbol of hope for Kip.

He heard it again, and pinpointed it. He began digging through the rubble before he came upon a hand. A human hand. He checked the pulse. There it was, weak but there.

He dug furiously through the debris, uncovering the forearm and shoulder, then the head.

It was Gaby.

He dug ferociously, cutting his hands up, scraping his arms and legs as he viciously dug through to free his trapped friend. Had he been looking, the green rock which he had placed aside was glowing like a star, shining against the dark red gloom with an aura of light.

Gaby was finally freed. She looked weak, frail, helpless. He drug her out into the street and shook her gently.

"GABY!" He yelled, trying to wake her up. "WAKE UP, GABY! I'M HERE!"

Slowly, painfully slowly, she opened her eyes and looked up at her friend's black-charred face. He took his sleeve and wiped his face clean (or rather, cleaner) and looked down at her.

"Kip...?" She said, her voice sounding much stronger then she looked. "How...? You didn't...?"

"Gaby! I'm right here!" He said, overjoyed. He'd done it! He'd rescued his friend from her torture! Now all he had to do was get back to that hall with the green rock and...And...He realized he had no idea how to get back. The boy had forgotten to tell him how to return to Otherworld. These thoughts were driven from his mind when Gaby spoke again.

"Kip, you died!" She said, sitting up. He put a hand behind her back to support her. "I...I watched you die. That monster killed you, and Lily, and Seth and Kieran and all your Pokémon...I watched you be torn apart!" She exclaimed. "How...!"

"Gaby, this is just a really bad nightmare! Something happened...I don't know, some kind of sickness or something...But you're trapped here! But I can take you out now!" Kip said. "Can you-"

"NO! I watched you die! You're not real!" She yelled, pushing him back. "I...Couldn't save you...Or the others..."

"Gaby! I'm real! I told you, this is all a really bad dream that's taken over!" Kip explained hurriedly. "Listen. You...I don't know, must have subconsciously amplified my psychokinetic powers and made everyone go into memories. But I didn't have enough power to transfer myself too, and I got lost in the middle, in Otherworld. And I met this boy...And he got me here! I'm here to save you!" Kip pleaded. "Please believe him!"

"Kip..." She said quietly. She nodded, looking more like the old Gaby then ever. "Right. Let's get out of here!"

She didn't know what: Something in his voice had just made her believe. That image of him being torn apart was not one that would fade quickly from her mind, but she believed him: This was a dream. A dream...Just a bad nightmare.

"Come on!" Kip said, helping her up. They turned to run, but they hadn't taken 3 steps when Gaby stopped.

"What? Come on Gaby!" Kip said, stopping. But Gaby was turned around, and staring at the thing that had destroyed the town, her friends...And now it was coming back to destroy her soul for good.

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((Again, for the convenience of the readers, I shall translate what the Mightyena are saying))

A resounding crack sent all but Kokuei's eyes open. Kokuei remained sound asleep, dreaming of berries, pizza, and other types of food.

"What was that?" Younger Kieran asked, wide awake.

"You heard it too?" Older Kieran said, also wide awake.

"I don't like the looks of this...Something doesn't feel right," Prowler said, standing up and walking over to his brother.

"Zzzzz..."

"You lazy..." Older Kieran said as he got up and poked his Mightyena friend awake. "YO! Wake up!"

Kokuei grumpily got to his feet, following after his brother. They communed, a group of 4, waiting for something else to happen.

They didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, there was another loud crack, and this time a tree not 10 feet from them fell with a crash to the ground. Kokuei was awake after this, considering he jumped close to 4 feet in the air at the sound.

"Please don't tell me I'll grow up to be like this idiot..."

"I HEARD THAT!"

"Your point?"

"Grrrr..."

"Shut up you two!" Younger Kieran ordered. They both obeyed instantly.

"What the hell did this?" Older Kieran asked. He had used the quarrelling Mightyena's diversion to make his way over to the tree to examine it. "It's not machine...Not man...Must be Pokémon or something," He said. He was correct: It looked kind of like claw marks, but the wood was rotted. Kieran cautiously touched the rotted wood and immediately withdrew his hand with a yelp. He ran in circles for a few seconds before leaping over to the lake and dunking his hand underwater.

"What? What's wrong?" his younger counterpart asked, hovering around his elbow. Kieran took his hand out of the water.

"Poison. No, closer to acid. Look at my hand!" He said, holding his hand out to show his younger self. The skin of his index finger had been eaten away, and was close to exposing raw muscle.

"Ouch, that must've hurt!" Younger Kieran said, looking disgusted and imagining how much it would have hurt to have your flesh eaten away in seconds.

"Yeah...But...What could have-"

He never got to finish his sentence. A horde of purple Pokémon burst through the trees at that moment, taking many of the trees down with them. The culprits for the acid and tree killings was a horde of Haunter, Gengar, Misdrevus and Sableye, all with possessed glowing red eyes and a strange mark under their left eyes.

"Whoa! That was sudden!" Younger Kieran said, looking at the horde. They turned to the source of the strange voice. "Shit."

"This is gonna call for some battling!" Older Kieran said, game face on. "Too bad they're all ghosts! Go! Sniper! Lucky! Shadow! Powerhouse! Bullet! Lead, Kokuei!"

All of his Pokéballs exploded, releasing his Sneasel, Absol, Umbreon, and Sharpedo, with Kokuei in front.

"Wow...I'm so cool!" Younger Kieran said, higher pitched then usual in his excitement to see older him battle.

"Watch this kid!" He said. If he was going to play hero, he might as well do it right, after all. "Lucky! Powerhouse! Bullet! Attack pattern Trampoline! Sniper! Shadow! Kokuei! Defence pattern Mirror Guard! GO!"

They sprung into action. It was Kieran's 6 against the opposing 100 or so. If you didn't know Kieran, it would have seemed pretty hopeless. Powerhouse stood in front on all 4's, ready. Lucky stood defenceless for a minute or so, at which time the evil ghosts tried to attack. However, Kokuei's team kept creating substitutes and mirror images, which took the hits for him.

Lucky was in front of Bullet the Sharpedo, and finally ready. The Absol was glowing all white and couldn't hold the charged attack in any longer. Bullet sent a blast of concentrated water that caused minor damage to Lucky but sent him flying. Powerhouse the Tyranitar was ready, back up to fulfill the name of the attack pattern. Lucky was drug down by gravity and bounced right off Powerhouse's back, sending him 20 feet into the air. The Razor Wind attack, now charged past bursting point, exploded from his body, eliminating just a little less then half of the attackers with one blow.

There was only one flaw to this brilliant plan: After using the attack, Lucky is once again at the mercy of Gravity. If Sniper isn't fast enough or is busy with fighting, 'Lucky' doesn't live up to his name. It just so happened that Sniper had been cornered by 10 Sableyes and couldn't make it in time, resulting in a crash and KO of Kieran's Absol.

"Damn," He said, returning him. "Ok...Think...Damn, I need him to do that pattern...I never have to battle against large numbers like this...Only Shadow-Wave will work!"

"Um...Well, couldn't Prowler do it?" Younger Kieran asked quickly. "I mean, he's 4 legged, strong and a dark-type."

"I don't...Well...Ok!" He said with a thumbs up to the eager Mightyena pup. He leapt into battle next to his older counterpart.

"Alright, just follow Kokuei, Prowler!" Kieran called. He raised his voice. "One last shot, guys! Shadow-Wave!"

They stopped and looked at him. They'd only done the Shadow-Wave pattern once, and it had caused a lot of destruction. However, they were better trained now, so they should be able to handle it...

The all retreated and lined up, Prowler and Kokuei at the front leading the assault. They were completely surrounded by the remaining possessed ghosts, and were in a pretty tight situation. Unfortunately, just as they were about to spring into action, all the Gengar used Toxic at once, which caused major damage to the team.

"SHIT!" Kieran swore loudly. "DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT! GUYS, JUST FIGHT IT AND DO THE ATTACK!"

They all nodded weakly, but looked determined enough. They jumped into the air at once, Kokuei 'Wall kicking' off the others. That is to say, he jumped off the others to gain altitude. Prowler couldn't follow, but he didn't need to.

For a split second, time seemed to stop. The 5-point arrangement with Kokuei at the top above the others was remarkable. It showed just how much training and effort the Pokémon and their trainer had put into their battling skills, refining them and mastering them to create the best fighting team possible.

"NOW!"

They flipped to face the center of their formation, and all used faint attack simultaneously. They passed through each other at exactly the same time, creating a sort of shockwave of dark energy through the entire area. Trees were blowing around, threatening to uproot themselves. The ghosts were blown away and disintegrated. They had won.

The 6 of them landed. Most were tired and suffering greatly from Toxic, but poor little Prowler was suffering from extreme exhaustion and poisoning. Little Kieran ran forward and caught his brother, shoving a Psncureberry down his throat. Older Kieran was a little more gentle, and dispensed the berries one at a time.

"You did great," Kieran commended Prowler as he fed the last berry to his Sneasel. "That's a hard technique to master."

"Thanks," He said weakly. Younger Kieran shoved some normal berries down his throat as well. "You're HACK chocking me!"

"Well," older Kieran said after he revived his Absol. "Come on out..."

"Who are you talking to?" Little Kieran said, looking around. "There's nobody here...Great, I grow up to be a psycho..."

"What? There's always a boss or leader or something...Where's the giant Gengar or something that we have to face?"

As if in answer to his statement, an enormous Gengar crashed through the ground, sending solid rock flying everywhere. Older Kieran covered his still recovering Absol with his body to shield him from the rock, while his younger self covered his only Pokémon protectively.

"Wow..."

"My intuition is remarkable, is it not?"

"Quite."

"Shall we kick his ass together?"

"Absolutely."

"Tally-ho, then!"

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The little orange-haired intruder on Seth's floor stirred slightly. Seth was still too shocked to register anything except there was someone lying unconscious on his floor. How had it...She? How had she gotten there, why was she here, and, possibly the most important of all, who was this intruder?

The figure stirred again, this time groaning a little. The noise seemed to snap Seth out of his wondering reverie, and he instinctively grabbed the first heavy solid object he could find (it turning out to be a Barboach lamp), and held it tightly with his shaking hand. Slowly, the figure sat up, her back to him, cursing and rubbing her head.

With a cry Seth sprang forward, swinging the lamp at the intruder as hard as he could. The orange-haired girl rolled over just in time, and leapt to her feet in the process.

The looked at each other for a moment, taking in the other's appearance in turn. Their eyes widened as they realized who the other was. Seth opened his mouth, closed it, then reopened it and screamed her name.

"LILY!"

To the orange-haired girl, this sealed it. She took a few steps forward and threw herself into a hug around Seth's neck. He stopped for a moment, dropping the lamp. Then he pushed her away from him, closing his eyes as if trying to wish her away.

"Seth?" Lily asked, blinking in confusion. Seth collapsed onto his knees, holding his head in his hands and shaking it back and forth.

"No…You're not real…You are a figment of my imagination…You do not exist…" He said to himself, his voice shaking. Lily looked at him as if he was insane.

"Uh, hello?" She said, kneeling down in front of him. He made no motion that he had heard her, but continued to shake back and forth, willing her to disappear. "Seth, snap out of it!"

He looked up slowly. She couldn't…if she was…then where was he? Was this all fake? Or was this some freakish nightmare, or disease? Perhaps the fever had come back?

Yet through all these assurances, he knew she was real. Somehow, she was the only solid thing around him, like everything else was an imitation of a former life.

She continued to look sternly at him, also willing him to believe she wasn't a figment of his imagination.

"Lily?"

"Yes, it's me," She said, a little more kindly.

"Prove it." He said. A figment of his imagination would not have a response for that. Lily looked at him, puzzled for a moment, then grinned.

"Alright. The very first time we met, you were yelling at me. You were saying not to go and save Kip, but I went anyway."

"Lily?"

"YES YOU IDIOT, IT'S ME!" She said, her patience clearly about to snap.

"It IS you!" Seth said. "Then…What's this all? What happened here? You and this can't both be real because…"

"Yeah, speaking of unreal, why are you an 8 year old?" Lily interrupted.

"Take a good look at yourself," He said, pointing to a full-length mirror in the corner of his room. She stood up and walked over to the mirror. She stared at herself for a moment before fully acknowledging the fact that she had become the person she had been watching only a few moments ago.

She turned with a deadly expression on her face. Seth actually backed away slightly out of fear.

"EXPLAIN."

"I don't know either! One moment I'm…I don't…wait…" He said, trying to recall his last moments before he woke up two weeks ago. "I…Don't…Remember."

"Ok," Lily said slowly, dropping the glare. "I remember Kip going all glowy and then being blinded…Then I dropped into the streets!"

"Well something similar must've…Right, I remember!" Seth said, a dawning expression overcoming his face. "The flash, and then I woke up there on my bed. Dad was-"

"DAD!" Lily said, appalled he had called their mortal enemy in any sort of affectionate term.

"Sorry. Sakio and Mom were-"

"MOM!" Lily said, now alarmed. Now that she thought about it, she had never heard Seth ever speak of his mother.

"Yeah. Mom came running after I woke up, and then seeing her I just dismissed everything that's happened since I was 8 as a very long, elaborate dream."

"How could you have-" Lily said, but cut off suddenly. Footsteps were growing louder outside, and someone spotting Lily and Seth (one of which didn't exist in their plans yet) conversing on the floor would not exactly be a good thing.

Seth looked around wildly for a place to hide her, and his eyes fell upon the closet. Grabbing her by the wrist, he flung her into the closet at random, shut the door and just managed to grab his pencil and sit down at his desk when his door opened.

"Seth? You ok?" Said the voice of his father. His head poked in through the door.

"Yeah, why?" Seth said, looking up from his paper.

"I heard some shouting…" He said, looking around the room as if suspecting some hidden Pokémon.

"That was just…my new prototype ball backfiring," He said, coming up with a story fast. "I was just messing around with it, and it, uh…kinda exploded. But don't worry!" He said, seeing the look on his father's face. "I can fix it. I've got all the original diagrams still, and some parts are still ok."

"That's good," Sakio said, sounding relieved. "Ok, bye!"

With that, his head disappeared and the door closed again. Seth jumped up from his chair and zoomed to the closet. Lily was sandwiched between an assortment of Pokémon toys and a fallen shelf.

"Ow."

After 10 minutes of dislodging random items, plushies, comics, Pokéballs and one very heavy bag full of tools, Seth was able to free Lily from his closet. He flopped onto the bed, tired out as Lily stretched gratefully.

"So, you're saying that this is all fake?" Seth said, recapping the discussion they had held as he had attempted to free her from his prison of collectables.

"Yeah. Only this is really weird that we ended up in the same fantasy," Lily said, bending down and touching her Charmander claws that served as toes. "I wonder how everyone else is doing…"

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Kieran: Yeah! Let's kick some Gengar ass!

Kieran: Let's go Kokuei!
Kieran: Wait…It's…growing…

Kip: What's killed everyone? What happened here?
Gaby: It…came…Kip, it's coming back!
Kip!!!!!!!!

Lily: What are we going to do? We can't just sit around here and wait.

Seth: We need to find the others.

Lily: But…Maybe we…

Kip, Gaby, Kieran and Seth:

Don't miss the breathtaking conclusion to Nightmare, Part IV!

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AHA! The long awaited third part has been written! I mean, I had to do something…people were sending me angry e-mails…

Ok, let's have some Review Responses just for kicks.

VoidMoon:

For your information, Sakio happened to turn dark after something happened in his life. Can you guess? And…ok…I accept this…Just make sure I'm alive when you make the pairing because I am DYING for a decent pairing in that story! ((Sorry, but little miss pink is EVIL)).

B-boi:
You like my Pokébet soup, do you?

Kei the Miko Neko Hanyou:

Hehe.

Well, it's supposed to be obvious. It was meant to be obvious.

Nice name.

jOrdAn:
Since I do not wish to be attacked by a million happy people wearing pink…

FYI, I always spell-check. My spellchecker sucks, though.

THERE'S TOO MANY OF THEM.

Ask Kami, Buddha, whoever. Because sadly, I have no answer other then EWB (Evil Writers' Block) and LOI (Lack Of Inspiration).

Jordan R.

I'm very happy you like it, but sorry. This story is sticking around and continuing until I

A) I have no ideas
B) I have no-one left who will read it (which is impossible since Jo and the fans in her head are crazy about it and Kei-Chan is faithful)

C) I am killed in a freak accident/murdered, in which case the story's name is changed to DNA Countdown: The continuation of RG and I pass the authorship to Jo, assistant writer Kei.

Jordan R. Was Here:

I repeat, I will never finish this.

But I am very happy you think so highly of my prided work! I am honoured that I am loved, and I appreciate all the compliments.

x363

Don't get your hopes up, buddy. Yet.

Ok!

Little known fact: Rogue Genetics was originally meant to just be Kip and Gaby, nobody else, just a little romance (not much, but just enough) and very suspenseful? That's why all the early chapters almost all leave on cliff hangers. Then Seth kinda came about, then Lily accidentally stuck on, and then Kieran was sort of an inspirational accident that I liked too much to let go…

And now I have a few very important things I need all of you to tell me.

1. If I were to introduce a new character, it would be:
I need a gender. I need whether they're a morph, and, if so, what kind. I need an age, and I need at their starter Pokémon. (This also applies if you think changing Kip or Seth into morphs, but you just need to tell me what kind)

2. Who is your favourite humanoid/talking character?

You get one vote, and you can vote for:

Gaby
Lily

Seth
Kip

Kieran

003

004

005

Sakio

Kati

Kris (remember her? She might make another appearance!)
Silversong

Seaflyer

Please vote! If you have a tie…go ahead and say 'em. And if I missed someone, put them.

3. Who is your favourite Pokémon character?
Yeah, who is your favourite Poké-pal?

Give a vote for:

Darkfaller

Psylight

Quickzap

Aurora

Nightflyer

Slasher

Slicksilver

Trouble

Affection

Sapphire

Dragonsong

Sparks

Flyer

Mystify

Ironfight

Miracle

Fang

PsyFly

Red

Arrow

Rocker

BraveWing

Blackbeak

Kokuei

Sniper

Lucky

Shadow

Powerhouse

Bullet

Patch

I really appreciate this guys! Please give a vote, I'm curious to see what you guys think! And remember…

4. I NEED A CATCHY…CATCH PHRASE! FOR RG! SO SUBMIT RANDOM WORDS TO GIVE ME IDEAS!

Ok. Enough rambling. BYE!

Ryu Takeshi/Gaby.