From: Roland Le Good <roland@minuet.demon.co.uk> Subject: [PW!] Caleb, part 2... Date: Tuesday, December 28, 1999 2:40 PM Part two: High stakes... Caleb sat on an old chair in tyhe police station. He was wrapped in a towel and it annoyed him. He may be soaking wet but he wasn't cold, and the towel's smell was giving him a headache. Someone had sat him here and run off, " Someone can help you soon," She had said but no-one was doing anthing. Well, people were busy running about carrying things and answering phones but that was it. He looked around the office. Who was trying to kill him? He couldn't guess. They were happy to blow up several innocent bystanders just to get him. Soon officer Jenny approached him. " Helloo mr Caleb," " Yeah, hi," " Well?" " *sigh* What?" " Who do you think is trying to kill you?" " If I knew that I would be working here, don't you think?" " OK, well do you have any enemies?" " Hundreds, but I don't know anyone with acess to bombs....Not that I can remember...." " Hmph, that's not too useful...." A secretary rushed over to the two of them, the chief of police was with her. " Caleb? Someone has phoned our office and is asking for you. They claim to be the bomber," " Oh," He was taken to another office, inside was a large phone tapping group, Jenny and the chief. " Pick up the phone!" He spat through gritted teeth. " Hello?" Caleb asked. " Hello Caleb, did you sleep well?" " Carver?!" " Actually no, it's Santa. OF COURSE IT'S ME! YOU FOOL!" " I might've guessed, trying to kill all the innocent bystanders," " They shouldn't be there then, should they?" " Since when did you have acess to bombs?" " Oh bombs is it? Hmph, you people are all alike; Oh you nearly blew up a building, oh you nearly killed me! Oh you nearly killed about 30 innocent bystanders. It's not my fault they were nearly killed, it's you I want dead Caleb," " Really? Could've fooled me. I've seen Slowpokes get closer than that," " Don't anger me Caleb, I'ver got half a dozen more bombs spread across the city, I can set them all off with my new pet," " You owned that Porygon?" " Yes, I like it, don't you?" " What is it?" " It's a modification of the old Porygon. As it's only data code I changed it's old code into a vicious killing machine. I have changed it's colour scheme to something more suited to my style," " Oh? Black and orange make it a deadly killing machine do they?" People laughed. " Don't mock me Caleb, due to it's psyhic power and it's electronic abilities it can change brainwaves into data waves. This allows it to enter someone shead and ride along inside their mind!" " Wu-would'nt that kill the host?" " No, you dim idiot. The host will act normally, they won't even know, of course, my pet can't control them either," " It doesn't sound that special...Even if I can't shoot it," " You can't kill it phsyically, it exists in this world as a hologram, and due to this you can't kill it," " I'll find some way," " Hahaha, I made the Horrorgon to kill you!" " Horrorgon?" " Yes, that is what I have renamed the Porygon. As for my other Pokemon, it is but a simple gengar, that can possess people, I don't even need to be in Fuschia city! Now, this is the bit you must remember..." The chief asked the tracking group; " Havn't you found him yet?" " No sir, he's scrambling the signal, but we'll have him soon," " Well Caleb? Are you listening?" Carver asked. " Yes," " Good, I shall phone the pay phone outside the Pokecentre in half an hour, be there or I blow it all up, have fun," He hung up. " That was the weirdest phone converstaion ever," Caleb said. " OK, you lot, where was he phoning from?" " Well, somewhere in Fuschia city, he needs to get his Pokemon," " Not the "Horrorgon" It can travel through cyberspace....through the internet....through bank security systems...into bombs," " He has a Gengar though," Jenny added. " Right, you lot find him! I'll go to the centre and pick up the phone. Got a car I can borrow?" Will Caleb stop the centre being blown up? Will Carver get caught? What the hell is this Horrorgon? Find out next time...