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The rooms are dank and musty smelling. The conditions are horrible. There are no windows. No sunlight. Only bright beams that shine in your face as you lay on the operating table. There are special holding cells for the larger Pokemon, but most are allowed to stay in the same rooms as their trainers in special glass cases that are almost as strong as diamonds. This, my friends. This is Team Rocket's new base of operation, directly underground of Paramount City... Perhaps 50 feet under or so.

Sure, it wasn't as glorious as the boss might have liked... But they were just starting out again. This, this was nowhere near finished. If he was going to have it the way he wanted, it would be much more sophisticated by year's end. Though, the fact that they were hiding underground like rats displeased him. However... It was one thing his father seemed to have the right idea about.

All exits and entries are swarmed with guards, and it seemed that each operating door has it's own grunt to watch over it. When you aren't in an operating room, you're in a holding room. These small and almost uninhabitable rooms contained a small bed and a TV. That was it. That was all you were allowed. Perhaps if you begged, you might get something a little more agreeable. Either way, your spirit WILL be broken by any means necessary.

There were plenty of things she didn't like about this base. The rats, the roaches, the smell, and even leaks when it rained. She looked on in discust as a rogue ratta walked by and hissed. She aimed a kick at it, but it got away.

Walking through the various hallways and tunnels, she was able to see some of the pokemon inside, manily smaller types. they needed time to build up their power before trying for stronger ones. In each cage she saw a face full of misery and dispair. They hadn't been here long, but they all knew they had no chance of escape, of freedom. And the experiments...

As she walked, it was easy to hear the pokemon calls ecco throughout the rooms. It made the place even more dreary, and it annoyed her greatly. Sometimes, she could people shout out in anger, or burst into tears and beg for their captives to let them go. They had picked a few people of the streets first, people they know wouldn't attract attention.

A few more turns, and she was at the operating room she needed to be. Opening the door she smilied at the scene before her.

Ziggy the charizard was looking murderous. Having recovered from the capture she had made a brave attempt to get herself out of her prision. It became clear that, even with pokes training, none of her attacks would break the glass sheild. Ran and pan had also tried, but soon stopped, realising that if ziggy wasn't able to break it, then they would have very little chance as well. They were far from giving up, but thought it better to conserve their energy. For now. The rest of the captives were still tired and groggy, if not still asleep.

"I see that you three are already up and raring to go" she said to them, while they just glared. "I wouldn't expect any less of you. Now then, lets see what answers we can get from your trainer..." Walking into the middle of the room, she faced the operating table.

Poke was still unconsis, her arms and legs strapped to the table by leather straps. Her tail was also strapped, but it seemed taunt. She had ordered this extra strap after noticing how poke seemed to be in pain whenever her tail was tugged sharply. There was also a few sensors placed on her body, analyasing various details.

Frowning, the senor decided it was time for her captive to be awake. she grabed a pale of water next to her and threw it over the trainer.

"ACK, GOD!" Poke cough and spluttered, some of the water finding it's way down her throat. She tried to wipe the rest of her face, but soon realised that she was strapped. "what in the..." She felt a little confused, her mind trying to peice together what was happening, and what had happened.

" It's good to see you're awake now" The sargent smilied down at her.

Looking up, she immidately realised who it was "WHY YOU!" she struggled alot more now, pushing her hands up against the straps. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON! WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS AND POKEMON?"

"your pokemon are right behind you" she pointed towards the cages, as they started calling out, worried for their trainer. "and, we are currently doing some "reserch" on your friends".

The sargent began to walk around the table, her eyes boring holes into poke. She then walked away for a second, towards a small table on the other side of the room. poke turned her head as much as she could so she could see what was on the table.

"miss poke mattix..." The sargent started, holding up a small ID card along with a badge. "A gym leader of the hoshinko islands." she then picked up the staff that was pokes weapon of choice. She analysed every part of the simple object, before putting it down and facing poke once more.

"I have been doing some reaserch on you poke" she walked back to the table, while poke said nothing, listening to what the woman had to say. "You have had some history with Team rocket before now. Last year you and a group of trainers foiled our plans to attack the man known as santa claus. You have also had a few scumishes with us in the past" she then regarded her pokemon. "You have a total of 19 pokemon, your first being that charizard over there. you are also in possession of a few...muntants" she glanced to miki and yuki, who were now starting to wake up.

"well whoppty do, it seems you know lots about me" poke finaly responded. "But, thats not gonna help you.Because regardles of your plans, me, nor my pokemon, are gonna help you in any way."

"I beg to differ"

While francis liked to coax people with smiles and warm gestures, francene, whom was the sargents name, prefered to take an alternate route.

She signaled to the grunt whom before this had stayed quiet at the opposite side of the room, and he nodded and moved out. Poke raised an eye at this. Was she planning to beat her up in order to get what she wanted?

suddenly the table seemed to move by itself. It move and rotated itself untill it left her in a vertical position. When it had stopped complety the sarget stepped out from behind, and started speaking.

"You will have two choices from now on" she told poke. "You will either tell me the truth, and nothing will happen, or you will lie throughout your nose. If you attempt to lie..." she then steped forward, her hand moving to a pocket and pulling out a black coloar, which she fasterned around pokes neck. "If you attempt to lie, you will be shocked by that device untill you tell the truth, or pass out"

"what happens if I die from the shock to my body" poke remarked sarcasticly. "or refuse to say anything"

smiling, francene pulled out a controller to show she wasn't bluffing "oh, don't worry. No one has died from this device before. And the longest time anyone has kept quiet was a month".

Suddenly, the door opened up, and in came two more grunts, and a man in a white labcoat holding a white board and a few documents. They took up strategic positions around the room, each ready for their part in the interigations.

Alright, it was time to begin.

" Can you tell me about your past, miss poke" she then indicated to her tail. "I would like to know more about your..attributes"

"Thats just a Tad bit personal, isn't it?" she said back to them. When francene placed her thumb over the control she almost sighed. "Fine, I grew up in a town, someone taught me martial arts, I traveled here and then aquired ziggy"

"how"

"through a breeder"

"can you tell me her name"

"thats confidential"

She wasn't very impressed with pokes answers, so her thumb brushed against the button. The colour around her neck started to glow, releasing a current of eletricity through pokes body. She grit her teeth against the pain, but it was soon over.

"I told you I would not take kindly to lying" the sargant continued. "How did you aquire the winged charmander and the experiment"

"I found miki at a circus, and mizu yuki I found on the beach" poke responded, before another jolt of eletricity went through her body causing her to curse. "I ANSWERED THAT TRUEFULLY!"

"I find it highly unlikey that you found such a mutated pokemon "on the beach" she remarked coldly. It was then the professor spoke up.

"excuse me, but our reports say that the experiment had escaped from the facility, and has yet to be seen"

It was then a sudden crushing sound was heard, and they all looked to the cages. Yuki was using his water cannon on the glass, as well as throwing his body against it. While it scared the professor it didn't face francene as she continued her interigation

"you have also obtained some pokemon that have different patterns then what is considered normal for their species. Were did you find these ones.

"it's called, "going outside and looking for them" it's actualy quite easy to do, you know, use your legs to walk and then you loo-"

"don't patronise me girl!" she snapped, her thumb pressing down again. she didn't release it for at least 10 seconds. "you're not in any position to be back-talking to me. Next question; were did you find your vaporeon. It appears that eevee are much harder to find here, and

"you know, I'm going to give you the same answer I did before, cause I actually act like a trainer and don't get anyone to do my dirty work" The same process was repeated, and the sargent asked another question. " How do you train your pokemon"

poke decided she may as well answer this question. "I use weights, on myself as well as the pokemon. We trainer together by running, climbing, and sometimes sparring" Francene then eyed her closely, her curiousility finaly aroused. "Why would use use weights on pokemon? physical strength does not help unless you are a fighting type. And why would you train as well. Your the trainer."

"because, I don't put my pokemon through anything unless I do it myself" she said back. "It's called being fair. Plus I hate the idea of sitting on the sidelines and just watching"


for a few miutes, she didn't ask any more question. After that she said the man beside her. "Professor. Have you made an analysis of the trainers body structure"

"ooo, yes yes I have, and I must say it's very interesting. The bone structure is similiar to a normal humans, however it appears to have some healing capabilities that humans don't have. It also seems to be stronger. Not but much, but it makes a difference."

A few minutes went by, as the professor kept spouting of complicated figues and poking various parts of pokes body to see if he would get a reaction. The only time he had a reaction, was when he poked her "softer reigons", which ended with poke swearing a few more times and trying to kick him.

"ahh, she still has all the right parts!" he joked, and Francene almost twitched. "So, what are you're conclusions about this girl. Is she a hybrid?"

"I have to conclude that indeed, she has the genetics of something that I have not seen before. she still retains all the nessasarcy chromosones so she would be able to breed with a human succesfully, but a few mutations here and there have resulted in some interesting chara-"

"I understand. You are dismissed now" However he did not immidately leave. Again, she sighed. "alright, you may take some of her pokemon with you"

"ahh! you are to kind! I thank-"

"OH HELL NO YOU DON'T!" poke now wasn't being so sarcastic anymore. Her body ached from the eletricity and she was throughly sick of being pushed around and probed for all her secrets. "IF YOU LAY ONE HAND- GAHHH"

"don't be so arrogant you!"

That control was getting to be rather annoying...

Francene had to think now, about what else she could get out of this trainer. So far it had been insults, and nothing that would be of great use. but that was to be expected. However one thing was clear; just like any soapy trainer, she cared about her pokemon.

"It's a shame you're not being very co-operative with us" she teased, pressing the button again and holding it while she talked. "Otherwise the process would go more smoothly and you wouldn't be in so much pain. But now I grow tired of your commentry. I think it's time we retire for the day. But know this" she slamed her hand on the table, her face mere inches from poke. "I wouldn't try any brave heroics, because if you do, I will send word out to kill your pokemon, your friends pokemon, and your friends themselves. You may think TR is full of weak grunt members, but we are far better then we once were.

"She backed off, watching the girl pant after being released from her latest attack. she turned to the grunts and the professor. "I want you to take this girl to one of the holding rooms. She is to be monitored at all times. her pokemon will be taken to one of the experimentation rooms, where you may examine them to your hearts content. However" the professor stopped. "There will be no surgical procedures....yet"

"As..you wish"

neither francene nor poke expected to see the boss come in and expect them, although his presense certantly wasn't unwanted.

"It may be crude, but it's a method I believe best for a trainer such as her, as I believed she would not devoluge anything willing, especialy about others." she said to him.

"she's done better then most people have, but I hope she'll start to tell us more information soon. we have concluded, however that she is a hybrid as you assumed" she indicated to her fluffy tail. "The professor will be happy to explain to you what are some of her capabilities. Appart from that, she hasn't told us anything useful"

Inwarly she hoped that this would be enough for the boss. She always expected high results from whatever she did, but when they didn't come through it was sometimes concerning.

"while you're here" poke interupted them "Can you get her to untie me? because this is very uncomfortable" she tried to struggle some more, but was now getting to tired for even that.

Poke opened her mouth to say something, but paused, for once considering her actions. While her first instint was to say yes, get out, and give them what for, that stragegy wouldn't be to great. For once she was exaugsted and not fulyl healed from the hosital, anothe th ing was that she didn't know were her friends were, and and she was quite sure this guy wouldn't bluff.

"yesm I promise I wont ayyack you" she mumbled. For now she'll just have to tough it out untill things would turn into her favour