The Pokemon Project

Part 3

It’s late June, and I’m stationed at one of our small offices in Cusick, WA. They reported a series of strange events occuring there. There was a time when the whole town just disappeared for three whole days. They felt that they needed me there, that they could use all the help they could get to figure this out.

I arrive in a small, private plane to a town that is so small, you could walk all around it and all through it in less than an hour. An exactly 6-block by 6-block town.

“You brought me all the way over here because?” I bluntly pointed out.

“We know that a whole town just vanishing is weird, but a lot more as been happening lately,” Sarah, Head of Operations in Cusick, stated.

“I want to see all the reports.”

“They are at your disposal.”

“Let’s figure out what’s really going on, because ‘weird’ isn’t the word, insane is. Somebody is lying right through their teeth, and I know it!”

Just then, a huge hole appears right in the airstrip.

“What the hell!”

“I told you weird stuff’s been happenin’ here.”

“Then we better figure out what’s causing it and stop it.”

The hole dissappears and it was as if it was never there.

I was looking through the reports, many of them from the most credible agents on the Cusick team. There were even reports from Sarah, stating that some creature ran amuck through the town, and another was swimming in the river. No one knew what the creatures were or where they came from. All they knew was that they were running around terrorizing the people of the small town.

That night, I had the same dream only this time:

-The lights came on and I realized that it was not an oridanry room. I was sitting in a tank in some sort of laboratory. The scientists were coming in and then…-I woke up.

It was a rude awakining, really. The whole base was put on Red Alert. For some reason, nobody could find Sarah. The computer said that she was not on the premesis or anywhere in the town. We needed to find her and fast.

Thankfully, she found her way back to the base.

She came in screaming,”I was in the middle of nowhere, I have no idea how I got there. I saw these creatures and I ran all the way back. Stay on Red Alert, the creatures, they are on their way here, and they’re fighting mad!”

Everyone scrambled to get ready. The whole base was in a panic. This was a state of emergency! I decided to call back to Seattle for backup and fast.

The backup arrived just before the creatures showed up.

vAs the creatures arrived, another group of creatures, led by Mew, arrived. We watched as Mew’s group totally defeated the other group, one by one. We did not know what to do. We have hever dealt with Pokemon before. Now I knew that they were real and they were alive. The question still stood; “Who created them and why?” I could no longer deny their existance, no matter how hard I tried.

After Mew’s group won the battle, we didn’t know what we should do. She answered that herself.

“That was a pretty close call, wouldn’t you think, my son. Now the human race is safe, for now. I don’t know if they will strike again, but I sure hope they don’t,” she said to me. “I’ll see you later, bye.”

“What just happened?” Sarah blurted out.

“I don’t know,” I said. “But I think that everything’s gonna be okay now. First thing tomorrow, I’m heading home.”

“Sound’s fine to me”

That night, the dream began where it was cut off this morning.

-The scientists were walking into the lab. I was sitting in a tank. I look at my hand; it is the hand (paw) of Mewtwo. I’m wondering what I was doing there when one of the scientists speaks.

“It looks like the expirimentation as gone just as we planned it to happen. Except for a few miner incidents, he doesn’t know exactly what happened.”

“We’ll let him know when he comes out,” said another scientist.

“That sounds like a plan”-

Why do I always have to wake up when another clue was on it’s way?

The trip home was slow and boring. Except for the movie that was playing.

When I get back home, I notice that there is a Beta Project van parked outside my house. I go inside and look up the word Beta.

Beta-n. 1.The second letter of the Greek alphabet. 2.The second in a series.

PAT gave me a week of vacation. Good, I could certainly use it. Especially after all that I’ve been through. My question is: “Is it over, or is there still more to come.

This whole situation inspired me to write. I picked up a piece of paper and a pen and wrote:

When I wake up in the morning

And look out the window

I see something quite suspicious

Usually it’s a car

Or truck

Painted black

With no lights on

No engine

And people inside.

But this morning was different

I did not see that car

Nor that truck

All I saw was

A man

Dressed in a black suit

In my backyard

Just sitting there

As if he were waiting

Waiting for something

But what?

Who is this man?

Where is he from?

Why is he

In my backyard?

I hope he is not

Looking for aliens

For I know one too many

Or worse

Looking for me.

Poem:

The Strangers

A Poem by “Mr. C.”