From: PoKéKid <shawwalters@earthlink.net> Subject: [PW!]The beginning of Gamer's quest-and his real name? Date: Monday, February 14, 2000 11:58 PM Gamer woke up... “What the...” was his first reply, only to be interrupted by a scientist. “Hello. How was your dream?” The scientist wore a white lab coat and gold rimmed glasses. He was a short man with a friendly smile. “What’s your name?” “Gamer. And where are my pokémon?” “Sorry if any of that was confusing. We have been running a test simulation on you for a few days.” He turned around, facing a boring, white wall. “You should have realized it was not real. You were seeing the entire thing through a third person perspective, and couldn’t catch all the detail.” It all came back to him. That’s because I did not want to wake up he thought. “What?” The scientist whirled around. “Oh... Must have just been thinking out loud...” “No. I could read your thoughts, as though you were projecting them...” Maybe I am. Gamer smirked. “So. You possess psychic ability. Good! Now what path you chose is up to you.” “You mean you want me to start a quest?” Gamer was half shocked. He then remembered his first question had not been answered. “What about...” “I’ll get to that!” The scientist interrupted. He pushed a white button on a small control panel. A computer generated voice gave a prompt, and Gamer could hear the scientist typing something on another console. “Great news!” At the very instant the scientist mentioned it, the white wall slid open, revealing pokéballs. “We have an abra just for you!” He pulled out a blue and white orb. He pressed the white button and with a pop, an Abra materialized in front of them. “Thanks!” Gamer was very pleased. “So, shall I be off?” “Sure. But remember this.” A slight pause followed. “Do not use your psychic powers to hurt people. Everyone has some power, though a few people we have seen have more control. If you use this to harm someone, it has a chance of killing them. Protect yourself with Abra.” Gamer woke up... “Ok.” It was the scientist. “You are all set, so get a move on it!” Gamer walked out the door without another word.. 5 minutes later... “What’s this note in my pocket?” Gamer thought out loud. “Why, it’s my name, address and phone number!” Suddenly he realized who he really was. “My name is...” TBC Unless I get a lot of hate mail saying it sucks.