From: Ensign CJ <ensigncj@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] Secrets Revealed Date: Thursday, August 19, 1999 11:43 PM (So I watched the late DBZ...the title still fits. =) Last time...Chris was caught in a giant explosion, a Dragonair was found at Hammond Station and transported to Cerulean City...where has woken up...and passed out at what he saw when he looked in mirror.) --Ceryu Research Center, Cerulean City-- Chris woke...again. This time there was nothing to clean out of his eyes, and he saw was perfectly clear...he saw a girl's face. Yet instead of being alone when he woke up, many people were in the room where he had woken up. All of them were balding or were men who had stark white hair. They wore lab coats, and Chris could tell he was somewhere where science was the ruler. One of them, probably the oldest of all, finally noticed that Chris had woke up, and gathered the other attention. "Well looks like our sleeping beauty has finally woken. Welcome back to civilization Mr. Pyyrus...or should I say Miss Pyyrus." the Old Man cackled. "WHAT???" Chris shrieked, I really do mean shrieked, "What is going on here, what happened to my voice? Did you guys gas me and make me inhale helium?" Chris squeaked. "Well, this truly must be a shock to you. I'm Dr. Emel, head of the Ceryu Research Center...and you are the greatest archaeological find of the century." Dr. Emel said being as blunt as a sledge hammer. Chris was definitely in shock...what had happened to him? What was that face that he had saw? What was with his voice? He sat up, and felt something hitting his shoulder. Hitting is probably too blunt, delicately touching is a better way of putting it. He soft feel of it, he knew it was something familiar...it felt like hair. "What...what has happened to me?" he squeaked, this time even more timid than ever. "Well...as much as I'd like to know, I haven't the foggiest. We were hoping you could tell us." Emel said, scratching his head. "I was down in Mt. Pluto's cavern looking for Pokemon, when the floor caved in, and I fell into a massive tank, and then were was an explosion...then nothing. My next memory was of waking up here, looking in the mirror, seeing a girl's face and passing out..." he trailed off. "Well, that is interesting...I think you may have found the Ceryu Fusion Chamber." Emel said...being very technical. "A what?" Chris said, overwhelmed by everything. "Well, let me start at the beginning. Currently your in Cerulean City at the Ceryu Research Complex. This is the heart of all studies of an ancient tribe called the Ceryus. They thrived across the entire area that the sanctioned Gyms now stand on, and were a Pokemon using people. Yet they believed that they had a spiritual connection with Pokemon. There were myths that they fused there aura and that of Pokemon, creating something special. We have long suspected that if the myths were true they'd have been in the area of Mt. Moon. Well, to make the rest of the story short, you found that chamber and are the product of the greatest achievement of any ancient civilization. " Emel boasted with pride. "WHAT? You mean I've fused with Aztec?" Chris said, traumatized yet again. "Aztec? Who is this Aztec?" Emel inquired. "My Dragonair, the one in the tank with me..."Chris trailed off "Ah yes, you were merged with that, that also explains the chromosomal shift." Emel mumbled to himself, giving himself the feeling that he answered the ultimate question. "A what shift?" Chris said again outpaced by the technobabble. "Simple, it explains why your a women now when you entered the chamber a man." Emel explained. Chris' jaw dropped to the floor. His fears had been confirmed. He was now trapped in a women's body. He'd heard of women trapped in men's bodies...but a man trapped in a women's body? How long would it be before the change in hormones begin to warp his mind? He had to ask the question that was smacking him in the face. "Is there anyway to reverse the fusion?" he asked Emel straight forwardly. "We're not sure...which is why we all came to you." Emel said, as if he were about to go on another rant. "What do you mean?" Chris asked, trying to contain all the forces moving in his mind. "We know that we cannot keep you here to study you. So we have an offer to make you. When the Ceryus were in decline, their 8 Scrolls of Knowledge were spread out across the land. They are in relative proximity to most major cities now...but we have never been able to conjure up enough funds to launch a search. So here's our offer, we'll pay all of your expenses for your journey, and supply you with two Pokemon to use. The only thing we ask is that you search for the 7 lost scrolls...." Emel said as he trailed off. "I thought there were 8?" Chris inquired "We have one in our possession, it is the base of all of our knowledge on the Ceryus. We'll supply you with a copy...so do we have a deal?" Emel asked. "Do we have a deal, of course we do. I have no money, no Pokemon, and your asking me to do a simple task like this?" Chris said. Emel just smiled and flagged down one of his assistants that had a pile of clothes and two Pokeballs. Then the cadre of scientists leaving Chris alone with his thoughts. ‘Here I am, all alone. I have a new quest, a new mission. To get Aztec back, to save her before she comes part of my warped female alter ego.' Chris grabbed both of the Pokeballs and read the names of each and the species that was painted on the outside of each red and white ball. They read, "Mach, Zubat" and "Peppy, Jigglypuff". Well, it wasn't much but it was a start....a new start. All he needed was his wits and he could weather the storm. Then he reaches into the pile of clothes and pulled out the first thing he felt...it was a braw. He looked at it for three seconds, before a second thought crossed his mind...maybe he couldn't. Then before he could ponder anymore of his situation in life, he keeled over and feel asleep, tired from the past 15 minutes of stress. (There...now Chris' new task has been set out before him...any feedback, wether it be positive, a flame, a comment on my writing style, or if you don't like something would be highly apprtiated. Also, my Updated WG should be up a few seconds after this.) -Rain Dance pokefreakazoid@yahoo.com or EnsignCJ@aol.com, whatever's easier -Chris Pyyrus **************** High Priest of the Garfield Syndicate ****************************************** Garfield is no cat! He's a new Pokemon species!