From: <lordlocke@my-deja.com> Subject: [PW] And The Number One Reason You DON'T Go Visit Bill Is... Date: Tuesday, September 28, 1999 10:19 AM After turning in the Pokeballs containing Mara's and his rented Pigeots, Gads, with Monk-chan upon his head, took off running for Mt.Moon, only to be stopped when Mara grabbed onto his arm, refusing to budge. As a result of the sudden stopping, Monk-chan went flying a short distance into a tree. After smacking it face first, Monk-chan scampered up it. This scene was about to get ugly. "What are you DOING? We don't know how much time we have..." Gads didn't look pleased that Mara had stopped him. "... and so off he charges, head-first into battle, just so he can get that self-same head removed from his shoulders." Gads looked down at the ground. Was he that unprepared? Did he really have no chance in hell of being able to help? A weeks-worth of dispair finally found a chance to come out, and decided to set in. Mara looked as the fierce expression on Gads's face was replace by a far more tired one. 'Maybe Gads hadn't thought this through, but he WAS doing what was right...' "I didn't mean to sound that harsh, but I'm worried. I mean, what happen if he has some new tricks, or a different weak spot. Then what? I... I don't want to die just yet. And I certainly don't want to watch YOU run off to an early grave." Gads looked up. "Then want do we do?" "Well, it seems the ditto half of that pair has been somehow altered, right?" Gads nodded. "Then why don't we ask the famous geneticist in the area." "Who's that?" Mara shook her head. "Don't tell me you haven't heard of Bill, have you?" Gads paled. "That wacko? I heard that he changed someone so that she'd become a Scyther when adrenaline enters her system, or another that..." "Those are just stories. I doubt Bill would do that to someone. After all, he's the best at what he does... he may know something about that ditto, maybe a weakness." "... so how do we get there." Mara pulled out a map. "Well, according to this..." A little while later... Gads, once again with Monk-chan upon his head, and Mara, arrived in front of the residance of Bill. "... and here we are. Piece of cake." Mara smirked. How Gads ever managed to get lost, it was beyond her. Gads felt a shiver of forboding running up his spine. "I have a BAD feeling..." "Mankey..." Apparently, Monk-chan shared his feelings. "Oh, stop being silly, you two. I bet he's perfectly normal." Mara went to knock on the door, but it opened on the first contact. "Guess he doesn't lock his doors..." 'That's because no one is stupid enough to break in.' Gads thought to himself. The trio entered. And saw a scene of chaos. Large machines moving and shaking, electric panels lighting up everywhere. And running between them all was a lone figure in a lab coat. "NO! SLOW DOWN! ACK! GOTTA STOP THIS BEFORE... OH NO! IT'S GONNA... oh, no it's not..." All three travellers big-sweatted at the scene. Mara spoke up. "Hello, are you..." Bill looked over at his guests. "AH! ASSISTANTS! JUST IN TIME!" Gads bigsweatted once again. "Assistants? No... were just here to ask..." "TO BE MY ASSISTANTS, RIGHT? WELL, COME ON THEN!" Gads looked over to Mara. "I don't think he's going to answer any questions." "That's because he's in the middle of an experiment. If we assist him, he'll be done faster. Let's do it." "... I have a BAD, BAD feeling..." "Oh knock it off." Mara and Gads approached the mess. Monk-chan, wanting nothing to do with any of it, wandered over to a corner, carrying Gads's pokeballs that he had deftly taken from his pocket. "ALL RIGHT, NOW, FOR YOU, LOVELY LADY..." Mara blushed at that. "...YOU SHALL BE STATIONED HERE!" Bill gestured to a small control panel. "WHEN I TELL YOU TO, YOU'RE TO PRESS THE RED, THEN BLUE BUTTONS! REPEAT, RED, THEN BLUE!" "Got it. Mara moved over to the panel." "NOW FOR YOU, PARANOID TRAINER..." Gads growled a little at that. "YOU ARE TO MOVE INTO TO THIS CHAMBER HERE." Bill motioned towards a large, round chamber. "... is it safe?" "OF COURSE! DO YOU THINK I'D LET YOU DO THIS IF I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS SAFE?" "Probably." Gads muttered under his breath, but entered the chamber anyways. "NOW FOR MY SPECIMAN!" Bill pulled a pokeball out of his coat pocket, and released the Pokemon inside. It was a Mankey. Monk-chan, seeing one of his own kind, scampered over to greet it. "Mankey!" "..." "MANKEY!" "..." "MAN MAN..." "MANKEY!" The other Mankey Karate-chopped Monk-chan across the room. "MAN MAN MANKEY!" Monk-chan lunged at his new opponent... "NO FIGHTING IN THE LAB!" Suprisingly, both Mankeys stopped. Bill picked up his Mankey, and placed it in a smaller, square chamber. "NOW, I WILL STAND BEHIND THIS THREE FOOT SAFTEY WALL MADE OF LEAD, AND OPERATE THE MAIN CONTROL PANEL!" Bill walked behind the wall. Mara began to sweat. "Uh... shouldn't I be behind one of those walls too?" "NO WORRIES! YOU'RE PERFECTLY SAFE! WOULD I LET YOU DO THIS IF I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS PERFECTLY SAFE?" "I guess not..." "GOOD! MACHINE ACTIVATED!" A good portion of the lab jumped into action. The chamber Gads was in started spinning, while the one containing the Mankey started to vibrate. Neither occupant didn't sound too happy. "BBBIIILLLLLL, YYYOOOUUU IIIDDDIIIOOOTTT!!!" "MMMAAANNNKKKEEEYYY!!!" "NOW, LOVELY ASSISTANT! PRESS THE BUTTONS!" "Got it... red, then blue..." Mara pressed the red, then blue buttons. A row of lights went first from Gads's chamber to the Mankey's, then from the Mankey's to Gads. Both chambers slowed down, then stopped, their doors opening. "MANKEY!" Monk-chan ran over to his trainer. "... MANKEY!" Gads backhanded Monk-chan into a wall. "Huh?" Mara looked on numbly. Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind them. "Change me back... NOW!" Mara and Bill turned around to see a very pissed-off looking Mankey glaring at them. "I want to be changed back, and I want it NOW!" "G...g...GADS!" Mara looked ready to faint. Monk-chan looked between Gads and the Mankey, then rushed over to the Mankey. "Man man?" "Yes, it's me Monk-chan." Monk-chan smiled. "Man man key!" "No, this is NOT a good thing! How am I going to be a trainer when I can be captured by Pokeballs?!?" Bill was in the middle of celebration. "YES! IT WORKED!" He turned to see two humans and two Mankeys all glaring at him. In unison... "CHANGE ME/HIM BACK!" "MAN MAN MANKEY!" Bill stepped back. "O...OK! BACK IN THE CHAMBERS YOU CAME FROM!" The Gads-body entered the taller chamber, while the Mankey-body entered the square one. "MACHINE ACTIVATED!" Once again, the device started to shake into action. "NOW!! PRESS THE BUTTONS!" Mara had nearly lost in when she saw Gads as a Mankey. She was having problems thinking straight. "Now... red then blue... or was it blue then red? Oh damn... well, blue is a more pleasent color..." Mara pressed the blue, then red buttons. Both lights lit up at once, collided in the middle, then continued down their path. After the lights went out... *BOOM!* A singed Bill walked out from behind his safety wall. "THE PANEL'S FRIED! WHAT HAPPENED?" Suddenly, the chamber's opened. Out of the smaller one, a reddish-green mankey walked out. But no one cared about the Mankey. All eyes were on the taller chamber... Gads walked out. The trio just contiuned staring. "What's wrong? Somethin' up?" Gads pulled out a mirror from his pockets. "ACK! MY HAIR!" Sure enough, Gads's hair was now pure white. "What the HELL..." The trio just contiuned staring. "What ARE you..." Gads got a glimpse of his second change in the mirror. "Fangs... I have FANGS..." Monk-chan finally approached Gads. He looked at him for a moment, then fell over laughing. "WHAT'S SO FUNNY, MONK-CHAN?" Gads wasn't in a good mood. That Bill screwed him up, somehow. He got a glimpse of the Mankey's tail, then went for the stomp... "OW OW OW!! DAMNIT!" Gads grabbed his behind. 'That HURT... wait, somehing new... it's round... and long...' Gads moved his hands down until he reached the end, then held it up to his face. It was a long, Mankey-ish tail. "A TAIL! I HAVE A TAIL!" Mara recovered at that. "Uh... it... looks good on you..." Gads didn't seem to notice her. His attention was on one, and only one person. "Bill... come here." Bill, wisely, started to back up. "Bill... tell me you can reverse this..." "Um... the main control panel has been destroyed. This machine's toast. However, I think that the effects MIGHT wear off in... three months..." "MIGHT in THREE MONTHS! Bill... YOU IDIOT!" Gads started stalking towards the Pokemaniac. "N-n-now, don't do anything rash!" "Oh, don't worry. You won't feel a thing. It's a know fact that the SNAPPING of one's neck is fairly painless..." "ACK! Uh... wait... why did you come to see me?" "To ask one question." "You mean you weren't the assistants I requested?" "NO! If you had LISTENED TO US, you'd of realized that!" Gads's tail was twitching violently. "Well... ask your q-q-question." Gads calmed down a little. "Do you know anything about a ditto named Proteus. We suspect that he'd been genetically enhanced. He can use Psychic attacks in his natural state." "Hmmm..." Bill thought for a moment. "I don't think so. But if he'd been GENETICALLY enhanced, then he'll have the type weaknesses of his new sub-type, namly Psychic. So... I think that adds the bug weakness." "Great. Thanks for NOTHING." Gads, despite being pissed, knew he couldn't kill his only hope for being normal again. "Now... WHEN you rebuild this machine, I want you to contact the Fighting Dojo. Comprende?" Gads gave a menacing smile, now with the addition of fangs, to drive his point home. "Y-y-yes!" "Come on. We're leaving." "Mankey?" The Mankey handed Gads his Pokeballs back. "Did you toss those around?" "Mankey." The Mankey shook it's head. "Man Key?" "Sure. Why not?" The Mankey smiled, and lept upon Gads's head, finding a good resting place in the now-white hair of his trainer. Gads walked out the door. After a moment, Mara returned from her thoughts, caught a glimpse of Gads leaving, and rushed to follow. "WAIT!" Gads stopped and turned around. "Sorry. I guess you were right. He IS a wacko..." "Don't worry about it. Eventually, he WILL fix that machine, as I made that crystal-clear to him, and I'll be normal again. Until then, I guess I just live with this." Gads gestured towards his new tail. "You... you're not mad at me?" Gads shook a finger at Mara. "No, I AM mad at you. If you had listened to me, I'd still be normal, becuase we'd never have come here in the first place. But anger won't get me anything. All it'd to is cause you to run off, and I need all the help I can get right now, with both the possible battle coming up, and this new problem Bill's granted me. I can use all the support I can get. Just try to avoid pushing my buttons for a while, OK?" The three started to walk back to Cerulean City... none of them noticing a shadowy figure staring at them in shock. 'Now that's new. Guess they never heard the saying: 'Bill will make you a changed man... literally.' The figure chuckled, then began to follow. TBC? Questions? Comments? The moral of this story is: When you have a bad feeling... it's usually right. OR Don't let someone make a Mankey out of you. *rimshot* (OOC: Looks like it's time to update Gads's WG...) From your friendly, neighborhood LORDLOCKE Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ Before you buy.