After Mike had left PODA was a
bustle of activity as everyone
scurried around to try and find something that could run
microfilm.
Then there came a knock on the door, "SOMEONE GET
THAT!!!!" Tiki yelled.
Everyone else was in the basement
though. Tiki got up and walked
to the door, and opened it. There he saw two people (well
one was a
person) he wasnt expecting to see. There standing was Orion
and Keri.
"Holy Shit...." Tiki said in amazement.
"Hi Tiki," Orion said.
"HI TIKI!!!" Keri chirped.
"What are you two doing here?" Tiki
asked.
"We were in the vicinity and we decided
to drop by." Orion replied.
Just then Pipian came running up the stairs
with a microfilm
projectpr they found that the previous owner had left behind,
"Tiki
I..." Pipian's mouth dropped, "Orion, waht's
going on." Pipian ran
over and gave Orion a hug (no dirty thinking now). Pipian
then invited
the two in.
After telling Orion and Keri the entire story
the two previous TAC
members were quite amazed and all that had happened.
"So whathave you
two been up to?" Tiki asked.
Reply by Pipian
OK, just so the new members know (and to refresh
the memory of some of the
older ones) Keri was a human that got turned into an Eevee, and
she can't
speak English (because she's now an Eevee.) Only people who
can understand
her are Orion (Who somehow gained the ability to speak and
understand all
pokéspeak automatically without having to spend millions of
hours around
that type of pokemon) and John (Who had three Eevees before
evolving them).
Orion and Keri sat down.
"Well, all you probably heard was that we
left the group. And we have."
"Yes..."
"Anyway, when we were in Viridian, it
just so happened that a Persian,
that I could, obviously, understand..."
"Do what?" asked Mike.
"As far as I know, people can't understand
pokémon very clearly without spending a lot of time with
them. And only
then, they can only understand the kind of pokemon that they stay
around
with... And Orion *definately* does not seem to be a person
who hangs with
Persians a lot."
"Ah, well to explain that, I happen to
have a genetic trait that showed
up just a few months ago that allows me to understand *ANY* type
of pokemon
speak, even if it's my first time with that pokemon.
Anyway, the Persian
came and helped to free us. Now that we're free, TR
apparently wants us
back, dead or alive... We traveled with Blizzard, which was
the name of the
Persian, for a while, promising to catch her a
Jigglypuff... When a Raichu
and Clefairy came and joined us. We went to Pewter, and we
didn't bother to
get a badge, because Orion had one, and Brock was using pokemon
on loan from
Bruno... We continued on through Mount Moon... To
come to Cerulean, so
Blizzard could earn a TM to beat Brock."
"Why would she?"
"She has a bet going with one of my
friends... I just so happened down
the street when I saw a sign for your place, so I'm gonna stay
here today.
We can't stay too long, we're gonna go off to join our friends
tomorrow.
What are you doing?"
Reply by Anonymous
Before the question could be answered, Jamie
burst through the front door. "Ah,
it's good to be back!" As she looked at everyone, she saw
Orion and Keri.
"Hi Orion. Hi Keri."
At that, she quickly bolted up the stairs to take a
nice, hot bath.
Everyone stood still for a moment.
"OK..." said Orion, "So what are you
all doing?"
Reply by Tiki
"Well as you know we're detectives, and
we're trying to solve a
case. Right now though we're trying to find something that
can play
Microfilm," Tiki replied to Orion's question.
Just then Darian walked in, "HEY guys I
think I can program Windows
to play microfilm." He took out Tiki's labtop, and
inserted the jack
into Windows head. He then started programmong Windows.
Pipian and Tiki gave each other a strange
look. Then they dove
behind large stable objects. Before Orion could ask what
was going on,
Windows exploded.... again. Fortuanatly John had just
accidentaly
walked in front of Windows and took the brunt of the blow.
"MAN NOT AGAIN, I JUST CHANGED MY
CLOTHEES!!!!" The soot covered
John stormed off, as Darian picked himself up.
"I see John is up to his old
tricks," Orion said as Pipian and Tiki
came out from behind their barriers.
"HEY, guys Windows may have blown up, but
he's playing Microfilm."
Darian holered. Everyone ran upstairs and Tiki inserted the
microfilm
into the cyber ducks mouth.
Tiki then clicked a button on his computer,
then the image was
projected out of Windows, eyes. And everyone stared at the
wall. The
first image was a report. "It is believed that Team Rocket
has created
a new line of weaponrey that mimics pokemon abilites...."
Tiki bagean.
"... It is believed that one of these guns, for an
Alahakazam was used
onthe church burning."
Tiki continued reading the report outloud,
whihc talked about
evidence found. The next slide was that of a pair of
footprints facing
the church. Next was a psychic-readout of the area.
No psychic
pokemon had walked on this area. Next was another report.
"The targeted church was higly anti-Team
Rocket. They continually
preached against them and tried to orghanize cases against Team
Rocket
members...." Tiki started. The report also said
that it was believed
that the TR member who had commited the burning was working from
a
Ceruleun HeadQuarters.
"Well it would appear there isnt much
mystery left, except more
evidence to point out a specific person to accuse." Score
stated, when
everything was seen.
"I agree," John said, who was
standing in the doorway. "But what
do we do to get this info?"
Reply by Syke6888 L
"I'm not too sure about that," replied
Tiki.
"Well, while you think about that, I'm going to go get us
some more
coffee."
20 minutes later...
"Goddamn shoppers. Nothing but trouble." john was a
block from
headquarters when a rustling came from a nearby alley.
"Anyone there?"
John asked as he entered the small area. Suddenly, a wild
Raticate
leaped out, Tackling John. John fell back and slammed his head
into a
wall. Darkness swarmed him.
20 minutes later...
"I think he's finally coming to. Let's get ready,
James."
"Imagine our luck finding him here, Jessie."
John opened his eyes to see a pair of musterious figures in front
of
him. "Who are you?"
"Prepare for trouble!"
"And make it double!"
"To protect the world from devestation!
"To unite all people within our nation!"
"To denounce the evils of truth and love!"
"To extend our reach to the stars above!"
"Jessie!"
"James!"
John got up. "Who the heck are you two?"
TR facefaulted.
"What do you mean, who are we, John Laramie? You know
that!"
John was confused. "Huh? Who's John Laramie?"
Now TR was confused. Suddenly, a small light bulb appeared over
Meowth's
head. "Team Rocket, huddle!"
Team Rocket huddled. "Guys, I think John has amnesia."
James responded. "How could that be? He's not a
Slowbro." A hammer hit
James in the head.
"Not that kind of Amnesia! Meowth means that John has no
idea who he
is. Which means that we should show him." James understood
that.
Jessie walked over to John. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be
rude to a
fellow Rocket."
"Huh? A Rocket?"
"Yes, a fellow member of Team Rocket like yourself deserves
better
respect from me. Come along, John. The Boss is waiting."
Team Rocket
brought the amnesiac to Cerulean Rocket HQ.
At Viridian Gym
"Sir, Jessie and James on line 1. They say it's very
important."
"With those two everything's important. This better be
good." Giovanni
turned on the vid-phone and saw Jessie's smiling face.
"Boss, we have a new TR member we think you'll like. See,
he's over
there." Jessie moved the phone so it was facing John, who
was learning
the basics of being a Rocket. Giovanni's jaw dropped.
"How did you idiots do this? That's John Laramie!"
"He doesn't know that. You see, he has amnesia. Our
scientist has
decided he wouldn't recognize his own mother."
"That's impossible since she's dead but I understand. Suit
him up and
find him a partner. Preferably oine of the more experienced
Rockets. And
have the lab study that Vaporeon of his. I want to know thae
differences
between a normal Pokémon and a Laramie Pokémon, if any."
"Right!"
Giovanni turned off the phone, then opened a small bottle of
champagne.
This was something to celebrate.