• The scientists observed Musashi, clinging to a pair of blades.

    "Seems they keep attachments after turning human. Being a Scyther, he clings to what used to be his scythe blades..most interesting." one of them said.

    Interesting? Musashi was holding what was once his arms IN his new arms.

    "What about the Magneton?"

    "Hmm..might not work well in the process...the Hydreigon had three heads, but a Magneton is pretty much three beings...we'll have to force it to evolve into a Magnezone first."

    Those monsters! Musashi grew angry. Forcing a Pokemon to evolve!? They were insane! He hit against the glass, where did that damn CT go? Don't tell me...that traitor! "You bastards!!" he shouted.

    "Oh, he's speaking now, just like the other one."


    CT sneered, as he walked past Musashi. He hated him. He hated a lot of them, but mostly Musashi. He was just so...noble. He walked past the others. Observing. Taking in their expressions of pain, confusion, and anger. He loved it. He loved being human. He felt...more in control. More capable. More powerful.

    Bumblebee. Bruce. Zero. Gunpowder. He stopped, and stared at Gunpowder. Gunpowder growled, and his expression could clearly be read, saying You traitor!

    "No, you were the traitor." CT said, quietly. "You were going to murder me. After all we've been through. All the battles we've won, together. We were friends!" he screamed, pounding on the glass. "You deserve this. You all do." Gunpowder winced. The two could no longer look at each other. CT sighed, and walked past the next containment unit.

    Wait.

    This wasn't right. Lasciel was in it.

    The Gliscor looked at him, utter fear in her eyes. "No, that's not what I brought her here, for!" he snarled. "Get her out of there! NOW!!" Light flashed. It was too late. The process had already started. "NO! DAMMIT! YOU BASTARDS!" he shouted, pounding on the glass, forced to watch the Gliscor scream in agony.

    It stopped. The lights dimmed, and her hair covered most of her face. She panted and wobbled. It hurt. The doors slid open, and she began to fall over. She was caught, by...somebody. "nnh..." she moaned, quietly. Her ears were ringing, and the person's voice sounded slurred and faint. ".....okay, now. It's okay. I've got you. Oh, god, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't know they were going to...."

    Blackness. Lash had fallen unconscious. She was taken to her own room, and dressed in white clothes, just as CT had been. "Will she be alright?" CT said, to his handler. "She's stable. She's been out longer than the others had been, but her vitals seem completely normal. Don't worry about it. She'll be fine. You could use some rest, too." he said, leaving.

    CT sighed. This wasn't supposed to happen. He didn't bring her here, so they could do this. This was his fault. He should never have taken her. "Blast it all...." he whispered, to nobody in particular.



    The scientists began to panic.

    "The system is fried!! The Magnezone, it fried the security systems!!" one of them shouted as the glass cases all raised. Musashi leaped out, turning immediately to CT, glaring. "You traitor!! How could you do this!? We defended you, we were going to save you! Look what you did! Look!" he pointed to all of the confused and pained former Pokemon.

    "You turned us all into abominations!! Not Pokemon and not human! Do you even think about what you do before you do it!?" the blades he was holding tightly glowed green, as if before Musashi's X-Scissor attack. "Give me one good reason not to strike you down where you stand, I dare you!"

    A large muscular man who was once Bruce stood up. Bruce had a very good pain tolerance, but this transforming did hurt. Not as much as he thought, then again he was a humanoid Pokemon to begin with. He felt...bigger...stronger. He flexed his arm, even his biceps were bigger. "Dunno...kinda like this form personally..." he muttered.

    Clementine, now an adorable young girl with a bushy tail, still slumbered in her tank, unaware of what was happening.

    Jean examined himself, his brain was in scrambled ever since his three parts were forced to fuse into one. "I...warning...not...as...seem....before....I... pain..." he said, feeling afraid.

    Avenger tried to stand up, immediately stumbling over his own long legs. "What's going on? Where are my wings? My talons? My...my beak...this feels so weird..."


    CT stood still, not even bothering to trade a glance, with Musashi. His head bowed, and he sighed. He was still standing in front of Lasciel's room. He shut his eyes, and leaned his head against the wall. "She's the one who saved me. I did this, to her. You'd be doing me a favor." he said, with what almost sounded like guilt, laced in his voice. "I should have insisted she stay. It would have been better. She didn't deserve this."

    Lasciel lay in her bed, still sleeping and unaware of what had happened. Gunpowder watched, as the doors flew open. He was in pain, though. He wanted nothing more than to rush out, and punch Ferrovax's face in. He couldn't move. His head hurt. His body ached. He had a high endurance, but this was too much. Sleep sounded like a good idea. He couldn't sleep. He had to get out. To confront Ferrovax. Musashi rushed by. Were there others? He had to help them. Ferrovax's beating could wait. Gunpowder forced himself up, with a grunt, and wobbled out of his containment area.

    His head hurt. It was cold. He grabbed the labcoat of a passing scientist, and wrapped it around him. Nidoking don't wear clothes, after all. "Hey! You can't leave!" the scientist shouted. "Try and stop me." Gunpowder mumbled, in a deep, lightly accented voice. The scientist set a hand on his shoulder. "You can't just go rushing out. You could hurt yourself." he said, trying to calm the now-human Nidoking down. "Let me help you. Escort you to your room." Gunpowder grunted, and shoved him away. He wobbled along, holding on to the wall, nearly stumbling over, several times. The scientist grabbed his arm, and held him up. "I want to help you. Please." he said. Gunpowder paused, for a moment. "Who are you?" he asked. "Dr. Porter. And you're probably in shock. Confused. If you just let me take you to your room, I'll explain everything. Now, please. If you would?" Gunpowder grunted, and reluctantly agreed. He couldn't help anybody, like this. He didn't even know what was going on. Except....."Ferrovax.....he betrayed us..." he mumbled, and he wobbled along down the hallway.

    "Who?" Porter said. "He....he was my friend....he did this...." Gunpowder rambled. He was tired. He couldn't stay awake. "I'm sorry, but there's nobody under that name, here." Porter replied, with a smile. "It's alright. A little disorientation is normal."


    "Don't you get it!?" Musashi shouted. While noble, Musashi was always a bit of a hot head.

    "You want to act guilty now!? I defended you, we tried to help you but all you thought of was hurting others! We called you friend and you betrayed us! The only reason you're still alive is because we defended you! Now, after all you've done it's only now you feel guilty? This is what I meant, you never consider the consequences of your actions! Where's that Blackstone b*****d? I'll take you both down! Wha-" he then felt a p***k at his neck, falling asleep.

    Blackstone sighed "The experiments were all successes, however who knew they'd be this violent? What a pain." he grabbed Musashi and dragged him back into his room. "Perhaps they'll behave better once they're in their rooms. Cramped glass cells are hardly good for stress relief." he said, coldly


    CT sighed. He never once turned, to face Musashi. "So young. He can't understand. Nobody can understand." he said, narrowing his eyes. A soft whimper came, from inside the room. Lasciel. She stirred around a bit. Blackstone had dragged Musashi off. Nobody was around. CT opened the doors, and rushed in.

    "Lash...?" he said, quietly. "Mmm?" she groaned. She rubbed at her eyes. What were those? Those weren't claws. She sat up, panicked, and screamed. "Oh god! Oh god, what's going on?!"

    "Shh. Be still." CT said, sitting next to her. "It's okay. Everything's okay, now." He leaned over, and embraced her, tightly. "I'm so sorry..." he whispered. Lash squeezed her eyes shut. "...CT?" she finally whimpered. She knew it was him, back when he was taking the others, from the daycare. She saw it, in his eyes. She threw her arms around him, returning the hug. They stayed like that, for a good while. Complete silence. Simply enjoying the other's embrace.

    "You saved me." CT finally said, quietly. "I couldn't let them do that, to you." Lash replied, finally breaking the hug, and sitting up. "I had to get you away from there. I had to..." she trailed off, as CT's hand swept across her cheek, brushing her hair back. He leaned in, closer. Their foreheads touched, and Lash's cheeks turned pink. His lips met hers, and she gladly returned the kiss. It felt nice. The rest of the evening didn't turn out too bad, either.

    At least for them. Gunpowder wasn't so fortunate. Now he, too, was dressed in white clothing. "Where is Zero?" he said. "Zero? Oh! The Absol!" Porter chirped. "She's in another room. Why do you ask?" Gunpowder let out a heavy sigh; "Because she's my wife. Is she okay? Can I see her?"

    "Not yet. We can't let anybody out, until we know they're stable. Can't have anybody running around causing chaos now, can we?" he smiled. Gunpowder's eyes narrowed; "And yet you let...him...run around, wherever he likes?" Porter blinked. "Who? CT? Oh, he's perfectly stable. He won't hurt anybody."

    Rage filled the former Nidoking. "He hurt us! Did you think we wanted this?! We didn't have a choice! He might as well have killed us!" he shouted. Porter flinched. "I...I'm sorry...this isn't under my control, though...Dr. Blackstone is the one in charge. He's the one who lets CT roam around!" Gunpowder grunted. "Then let me speak to him." he snarled. "I...I'll try, but I can't guarantee..."

    Gunpowder closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, trying to control his anger. "Please. Please, I need to speak to him." Porter nodded. "I'll do what I can." he said, leaving the room. Gunpowder sighed, and sat back on his bed. They had Zero. CT was roaming about, doing whatever he pleased. This wasn't good. This wasn't good, at all.