From: JoE the um...something <xX-Zer0-Xx@webtv.net> Subject: [PW!] Escape from C.I.....sorta... Date: Monday, November 15, 1999 9:54 PM *NoTe* Im writting this in the dark so...sorry. •••••••• Ema woe up in a hospital bed a few days later not knowing much with full amnesia. SHe went back to Fuchsia where she will stay for a few posts. Back in the Cinnibar Prison... "Ahhhh!!" Morgan yelled as he was thrown against the back of a cell wall. Before being thrown in how ever, the cops raided im ofhis badges and three pokémon. Magikarp, Horsea, and his Cubone. Down the hall he heard some comotion, he knew it was his Cubone. He thought it was putting up a good resisting fight and was going to bust him out, but all he heard was a loud bang, a squeal, then two more loud bangs. Soon he saw the pokémon's bone helmet and club roll down the hall near his cell. A tear slid down his face and he quickly reached out and grabbed the two items. Soon after he heard a cop say "So that's what they look like underneath that!" The next moring Officer Jenny came walking down the hallway and stood infront of his cell. Morgan was just waking up as she did so. Jenny took a look at the helmet and club and said "You can keep those. I'm sorry what happened to your pokeemonbut I don't think and explanation is needed to why it happened." 'Cuz that receptionist is a fucking bitch' Morgan thought. "Miss Acitore is now safely off the island, and for safety reasons I won't be telling you where. We will be transfering you to the Pokémon Tech. It may be too good for you, but maybe they can put some sence in your head. You seem to of trained your Cubone well in the short time you've had it. It put up a good fight. Howeve, we did not, and will not be opening the other balls seeing how the Cubone was." Jenny said the proceeded to motion for Morgan to come to the bars and turn around. As he did so Jenny hand cufffed him and led him outside. Outside the press was waiting for the suposed psycho-stalker of Emadam Acitore. Morgan just gave them all a blank stare of hate and anger. He was soon in a helicopter and on his way to the Tech. A few hours later in the Dean's office... "I heard about Morgan Erna" said the Dean in a semi harsh voice. "Because of your loss we will give you one pokémon, and because I'm feeling generous, I'll let you choose." Morgan was rather pissed off and quickl thought of a rude answer. "I want a flaming duck with a head shaped like an ass." "It's called a Magmar" the Dean said with a sigh. The Dean punched some buttons and a little ball popped up and was then handed to Morgan. "Care to give it a nic'name?" The Dean asked. "Lucifer" Morgan said with an edge to his voice. "Verry well then." The Dean then ave Morgan a room, for now he was all by him self with pre chosen classes. Morgan still had his old Cubone's club and helmet and had an idea. He called out Lucifer and was surprised, it was exactly what he asked for, then again he hasn't seen verry many pokémon. "Shit." he said, "Come here." Lucifer did as indtructed. Morgan took the items out of his bag and placed the helmet atopthe Magmar's ead and put the bone in it's hand. "Let's see if you can do some cool shit with this crap." "Mar" Lucifer said in a tone of aproval and liking. Lucifer was then recalled and Mrgan took his pokémon out to a field and called the Magmar out again and had him practice with the bone for a while. TBC By the wya, where the hell is Pokémon Tech, or what ever the hell it's called, located?? An is anyone else here? I know some one is but I forget who..Oh well. –– -JoE *** This is nesasary, life feeds on life. *** "I found a new kind of oral contraseptive, I asked a girl to sleep with me and she said no." -Woody Allen *** See Spot. See Spot run. Run Spot!! Run! See car. See car drive. No Spot!! Stop!! *vump vump* SPOOOOOOOOOT!!!