Looking around the desrted town, Ash thought he spotted five blips of
colors.  Shaking his head, he turned and faced Team Rocket.

 "Look, I'm not going to hand over my friends just because you say so,"
Ash declared.


 Disregarding the statues crying, Jesse replied, "We'll just see about
that twerp.  Arbok......"

 Before Jesse could finish her sentence, a fast insturmenat song was
emenated from the statues and a deep voice was heard.

 "Stop your wicked wrongful ways you felonius felon."

 Team Rocket, Brock, and Ash turned towards the voice.  Pikachu, waking
up, climbed out of Ash's backpack.  The group saw five, three men and
two women, people dressed in skintight costumes wearing a helmet
resembling an Eevee evolution.  Each of the five was in a different
color: red, yellow, blue, black, lavender.

 "Wh-who are you?"  James stuttered.

 The black garbed man went into a martial arts swan stance and said,
"Uber Umbreon Black."

 The lavender garbed man raised his right index finger to his forehead
and corssed his left arm underneath his elbow, forming an iverted 'T'.
"Excelling Espeon Lavender."

 "Jet Jolteon Yellow," came form the yellow dressed one, while she did a
jumping jack.

 The girl in blue crouched down with her hands extended in claw
formation.  "Victory Vaporeon Blue."

 The obvious leader had his fist in the air and declared, "Fierce
Flareon Red."

 In unison the said, "We are the Super Battle Team Exceptionally
Excellent Eeveon Rangers."

 As they said that last bit, they went into random poses on each word.

 "Are they having a fit or practcing for the most local most pathetic
dance contest?"  Ash whispered to Brock.

 Brock muttered, "and I thought the four with the tattoos were the
worst."

 Firece Flareon Red pointed at Jesse.  "Pilfering Pokemon from the
peaceful populace of this prosperous port is pathetically pitiful.
Begone with your benighted badness."

 Ash whispered, "How can he say something like that with a straight
face?"

 Jet Jolteon Yellow said, �Or you could just lie down and let us kick
you in the head a few hundred times.�

 Standing numb, James idly commented,  "Look Jess.  We've been
upstaged."

 "And by heroes no less,"  Meowth added.

 Jesse clenched her fist and yelled, "Why you....  Arbok, Poison Sting
attack!"

 Jet Jolteon Yellow did a forward somersault and released a Jolteon.
"Power of the Thunderbolt!"

 The Jolteon's electrical attack struck Arbok before he could fire off
his stings.

 "Arbok return,"  Jesse said, as James grabbed her shoulder.

 "Let's get out of here," Meowth said.

 As they ran, three voices chorused, "It looks like Team Rocket is
dashing off again."

 Ash swallowed nervously. 'Theese are the people we have to talk to.'

 "Um, pardon me," Ash stammered.  "Could you help us?"

 Uber Umbreon Black leaped forward and said, while doing numerosu poses
while talking, "To help others is to help oneself.  For what help can we
humble servants of goodness be of you?�

 Ash released Misty and answered, "Human Pokemon.  Misty here was turned
into one, as was two others."

 "The Surge has restarted," Red stated.  "The knowledge that we have is
in the Big Bountiful Black Book of Knowledgeble Knowledge.  Follow us.
It is kept at our heroic hidden headquarters."

 The rangers crouched down and started running, while holding their left
arm in the air. Ash and comapny sweatdropped and quickly chased after
them.

 "Theese guys are nuts,"  Ash whispered"

 Hiding in some bushes was a blonde girl wearing a black dress with a
red 'R' emblazoned on the front of the dress.  Grimaicing slightly, she
dialed a number on a portable phone.

 "Domino here," she whispered. "Ash has found people who know more about
human into Pok�mon evolutions.  I see.  I'll try to eavesdrop on them.
Domino out."

 Domino shook her head and thought, �No way.  I don�t care if they might
be close.  They�re too annoying to even think about changing them.�
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 At Rocket HQ, Misery watched as three people were brought in.  Two boys
and one girl.  The girl was dressed as a Nurse Joy, but had long black
hair.  One of the boys was wearing brown shorts, a pink headband, and a
teal shirt.  The other boy was wearing matching tweed clothing.

 Misery glared at the girl, �I was hoping for my cousin, but you�ll
suffice Duplica.�

 �Nurse Joy?� Duplica asked.  �What�s wrong with you?�

 �I am Misery, not Joy!� Misery yelled. �I wanted to be a singer, but
no.  All Joys have to work with Pok�mon.  I wanted to be different.�

 Pointing to a five inch long scar on her forhead, she said, �I used a
sharp knife to give myself this and made sure it would be visible by
constantly picking at it until it finally healed.  I want to be
different.�

 Duplica whispered, �You�re nuts.�

 Misery shook her head.  �It doesn�t matter now.  I do research for the
REAL Team Rocket, not those bumbling twits: Jesse and James.�

 The boy in the teal shirt asked, �What has that to do with us?�

 �Easy, Tracey Sketchit and Damian.  Apparently Humans can be turned
into Pok�mon and the three of you will be our test subjects.�

 Damian started laughing.  �That�s not possible.�

 Miisery looked cooly at them, picked up a Pok�ball, and threw it.  The
ball opened and the coverted Jenny looked around

 �Hitmonjen?�

 The three captives paled at her appearance, as Misery chuckled.  Hiding
underneath a cabinent were two small lavender blobs who watched as
Hitmonjen was recalled and the three humans were led off
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 Following the Eeveon Rangers, Ash and his friends came up to a metal
tolshed in the middle of a cornfield.  The Rangers each made jerky
motions as they opened the door and jumped inside, with the door
slamming behind each one.

 Ash asked, �Do they know how to walk?�

 Misty shook her head, as she walked inside the shed.

 As the two boys followed her, Brock replied, �Who knows.�

 Ash shook his head and walked down the staircase that was really in the
shed.  Looking around he saw that he was in a circular cave.  Along one
side, there was a series of bookcases.  In the center of the room was a
small gazebo with a wooden two wheeled cart under it.  In the cart was a
rectangular crate.  Directly across form the books was an opening
leading to other rooms.  The stairs opening were cut into a side equally
distant from the books and other entrance.  Directly across from the
stairs was a pot bellied stove.  As Ash entered, the Rangers
somersaulted and leapt out of the other opening four of them were
carrying two folding chairs each.  Red was carrying a folding table.
The rangers did a somersualt into the air and threw what they were
carrying to the ground.  As the Rangers landed facing away from Ash and
company, the table landed with five chairs on one side and three on the
other, unfolded.

 Brock idly commented, while stroking his chin, �You have to admit they
put on a good show.�

 Ash and Misty just sweatdropped, as the rangers slowly straightened up
and turend around.

 �Please be seated,� Lavender said, on each word he did a differnt
pose.  �We have a lot to talk about.�

 �I�m getting seasick,� Ash whispered to himself, as he sat down.

 Misty and Brock sat on either side of him.  The rangers did an aerial
flip and landed in a sitting position.  From left to right: Lavender,
Blue, Red, Yellow, Black.

 �What can you tell us about HumaPoke�s  Ash asked?

 �Like, you know, how, you know, they are identified, you know, after
they changed, you know,� Blue answered.

 Yellow added, �In other words exactly why certain pok�mon have
something other pok�mon don�t have.�

 �Pardon me for a second,� Ash said. �I�d better release the other two.
They should here this as well.�

 Ash released Whitney and Sabrina who stood rigidly on either side of
the seated people.

 Lavender looked up at the two girls, �Steel?  But not complete yet.�

 �Huh?  What do you mean by that?� Ash asked.

 Black flipped out of his seat and rolled over to the bookcase.  He
threw a book into the air and kicked it in the spine towards the table.
The book landed with a thump in front of Ash.  After doing so, Black
made his way back to his seat.

 Opening the book, Ash looked at the words which were done in a very
bizzare way.  �I can�t read this.�


 Red replied to the question.  �Only an Eeveon Ranger can.  And only at
the cart carrying the concrete crate of consectutive concussions.�

 Lavender took the book and flipped over to the cart under the gazebo
and read.  As he read he moved his arms in bizarre ways and a few times
he banged his head on the book.  He also flipped pages in random ordered
and flipped the book upsides down occasionally.  Finishing, he tossed
the book over his shoulder towards the bookcase where it slipped back
into the place where it was taken from.

 Brock muttered, �As I said, they put on a good show.�


 Lavender returned to the table and said, �Your two Steel friends have
to decide on a costume.  When they do so, they might gain some
mobility.�

 �What do you mean by complete?� Ash asked?

 Lavender cocked his head at Ash.  �Oh.  Sorry.  I forgot.  Human
Pok�mon are identified by what it appears they are wearing.  Like your
genie here.  The clothes are part of her.�

 Confused, Ash said, �Misty�s clothes aren�t a part of her.  She can
change them.�

 �Then she�s not complete either,� Yellow said.  �If they aren�t
complete.  Certain attacks will cause exterme pain that really
shouldn�t.  Like Disable.�

 Lavender pointed at Misty.  �Do your clothes feel tight?�

 Misty nodded.

 �Thought so.  Close your eyes and concentrate on that tightness until
it goes away.�

 Confused, Misty did as she was told.  A slight flash of orange light
came from her body.  Opending her eyes, Misty looked at Lavender.

 �Your clothes are now part of you, like your nails or hiar.  You won�t
be able to take them off without extreme pain and they will grow back.
Sort of like ripping off a toenail.�

 Ash and Brock winced.  Misty quickly got a panicked look in her face as
she tried to budge her clothes without hurting herself.  She quickly
gave up and buried her head in her hands.  Misty looked up and then at
the girl standing next to her.  Nodding, she leaned back in the chair
and sighed heavily

 Lavender looked at Sabrina, who was standing next to Misty.  �By
choosing a costume that willl identify you, you might be able to move
more freely.�

 Sabrina closed her eyes and let her silver clothing form a bodysuit,
leaving her head exposed.  The gem at the base of her neck appeared,
turned pueple and glowing purple lines started running from it.  The
silver faded to white and Sabrina�s stiffness left her body.  She now
looked like a glowing human circuit board.

 Whiteny also closed her eyes and concentrated. Unlike Sabrina, she went
simple.  She just exposed her throat gem and added rabbit ear antenna
and left her clothes silver.

 An idle thought crossed her mind, as she lost her stiffness.  �The
stiffness and antennae are probably from our first stage.  We lose the
stiffness as we evolve.�

 Sabrina felt an itch on her head and reached up to scratch it,  She
quickly encountered two antenae that was growig from her scalp.  Shaking
her head, she put it aside and was grateful that she no longer was
walking like an animate doll.

 Yellow said, �Interesting.  As one added antennae, the other one gre
them as well.�

 Ash said, �They�re both second stage evoultions.  I�m not sure what the
previous stage would look like.�

 �That explains it, this girl must have thought that the antennae came
from her previous form. That was reflected in the other girl gaining
them as well.  They will have to decied what their previous form looks
like as well,� Lavender explained.

 Sabrina used her telepathy to converse with Whitney.  In seconds they
gave Obot its form.

 Outside with a parbolic dish aimed at the shed, Domino listened itently
and transmitted the information back to HQ.



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