Zwirra floated over after hearing Reuben talk to someone and noticed it was the half Sentret from earlier. If he could smile, he would. He shook his head at the half Serperior before talking to the Sentret Pokehuman. "Don't take what he says at face value. Take at least 90% of what he says as sarcasm or jokes. But yes, this is the room. Make yourself at home for now."
He floated back towards his trainer, who began her headcount with the help of Zwirra's Frisk to determine what Pokemon were in which PokeBalls. There was herself and Zwirra, her Dusknoir; Jolty the Emolga Pokehuman and her friend Taillow; Allie the Gardevoir Pokehuman and her Eevee and Absol; Eli the Sylveon Pokehuman and his Eevee; Talo the Flygon Pokehuman and his Treecko in a Hybrid Ball; Emily and her Pokemon Cylan the Cyndaquil, and then Oliver the mostly Oshawott Pokehuman; Reuben the Serperior Pokehuman with his Maractus and Roselia; Talia the Pikachu Pokehuman and her Togekiss and Altaria; Aisha the Lucario Pokehuman and her Houndour and Yanma; Keiko the Delphox Pokehuman; the interesting Pichu named Paris; Stephen the Togekiss Pokehuman and his Floette and Teddiursa; Sunny the Espeon Pokehuman and her Eevee, Riolu, and Shinx; what looks to be a Flareon with a Zorua and a Misdreavus, but with the way Zwirra had talked to him, it seemed like the Flareon was a Pokehuman; and a Sentret Pokehuman with a Chespin...
Including herself and Zwirra, there was now only one human, fourteen Pokehumans (including Oliver), and 22 Pokemon... At least some of them are in their PokeBalls, but this was a big group to have mucking about. She sighed and then stood up, her composure never ceasing this time during her action on getting up. It seemed like everyone was here, since Zwirra hadn't gone looking for everyone else.
It was now time for her speech. She cleared her throat preparing for the explanation of a lifetime. She set her notepad in her trench coat's inner pocket, now not needing it anymore. Zwirra floated over to the door and closed it, making sure no one else can hear them. Feray, for some reason, took off her trench coat and draped it across the back of the chair she was sitting on, showing off her black shirt and cargo pants that were hiding underneath her trench coat. Now that she felt a little cooler, she focused on her body, allowing the purple to seep into a more pale skin tone before speaking. She apparently had been practicing when she didn't sleep very well on some nights. Her voice projected out to all those in the room, her voice lowering a couple of octaves as she assumed her authoritative and deliberate speech, the gurgles in her voice all but ceased.
"Now, I know everyone here is as confused as the person next to them. Why must it happen to you all and why now of all times and places? Well, we were just here at the wrong place and the wrong time. There is no other explanation than that, and some of you may feel like it is your fault. No it is not. You don't have the ability to tell the future, so don't blame yourself on an unforeseeable event. It may have happened to you anyway, even if you were careful. Now, I may not even grasp this entire idea completely, but I'm doing what I can to make it easier for you to understand. We have to do what we can to make sure we don't become weapons for Team Rocket, which is what I'm theorizing that they'll do. Why Team Rocket, some of you may ask. Well, good question and I have a good explanation.
"You see, Team Rocket was disbanded years ago in the Kanto and Johto regions after their uprising failed because they didn't have the guidance of their former leader, Giovanni, as he was preoccupied by a few events and wasn't able to rejoin with his team. They have begun to be silent, and most of the world, even the heads of the International Police, couldn't find any trace of their existence after those events. I was but a rookie in training during that time, so I remembered the story well. Then, we started getting more and more strange activity in Kalos. It seemed odd to me at first, but now it makes sense. Kalos is far away from Kanto and Johto, and the neighboring regions of Hoenn and Sinnoh would have likely heard of Team Rocket. Any resurgence of the team in those places will be quickly put down. But Kalos has no idea that Team Rocket exists, except for a few travelers that came from Kanto and Johto to spread stories. They avoided retaliation by simply moving to another region to conduct their heinous crimes and experiments. Now, it almost seemed like trouble was brewing and I was tasked to come here and see what was wrong. It was when I heard my first report of Pokemon and human hybrid sightings and a small movement of Team Rocket members about a few weeks ago. I have been trying to track them while also avoiding them. That didn't work too well, as you see here. I'm a Ditto Pokehuman," she demonstrated this by completely collapsing into a puddle, her clothes fusing with her body and she was now a large, semi-solid, purple blob on the ground. She then regained her body's appearance and her clothes reappeared before her skin tone and other details were fleshed out. She looked a bit dizzy before she cleared her mind and kept going.
"But, they don't realize that an infiltrating spy is among the population of newly-turned Pokehumans that they had made. Let me go over to what you probably already know about your new bodies. First off, you have characteristics of a Pokemon. This is determined by the DNA that is found within the syringes they injected you with. Some of you may be completely turned into Pokemon, while others are only hybrids. If anybody has any syringes on them, I want you to keep them or give them to me, as it will help further investigation on the matter. I'll get to that in a second. Secondly, some of you may notice you have obtained an Ability of the Pokemon who you are as. As for me, I figured out I can't strain my muscles, as I'm a semi-solid form of a gelatinous, amorphous mass. Which means my Ability is Limber. I figured that out some time ago when something tried to paralyze me when I was walking to Cyllage City with this enormous group of people you newbies see before you," she gestured out to everyone before continuing, her arms out to display everyone there before crossing her arms. "Thirdly, a few of you may notice that you can use the moves of the Pokemon you are of. I can use Transform. The Pikachu Pokehuman here can use Thunderbolt. The Gardevoir Pokehuman here can use Fairy Wind." She gestured to Talia and Allie respectively before focusing her attention on everybody else. "The fourth point, that most of, if not all of you, have noticed is you can hear all Pokemon talk. Pokehumans can speak in PokeSpeak and human. Pokehumans that are mostly Pokemon, like Oliver the Oshawott, can only speak in PokeSpeak. Humans can't understand this PokeSpeak, and therefore, they can't understand us Pokehumans when we talk in PokeSpeak, as we sound like a completely different language. And lastly, you can be caught by other trainers, BUT-!"
She paused, making sure no one freaked out before continuing, her index fingers raised in the air as if to quiet the room. "BUT, only by one of these," she pulled out a Hybrid Ball. Zwirra pulled out the desk and Feray set the infernal device down on the desk for everyone to see. "This is only the prototype, since they must have started this injecting spree a week ago, meaning that there will be more made, and probably of different types, like how there are different types of PokeBalls, like Great Balls and Heal Balls. Before you get scared, the mechanics of these devices is very similar to how a PokeBall works. A normal PokeBall, when thrown at a Pokemon, has a chance to catch it, with the success rate changing depending on how weak or strong the Pokemon is. When a normal PokeBall is thrown at a human, it dazes them slightly. Now, for Pokehumans. It can catch them with regular PokeBalls, but it is extremely ineffective and we can practically break them when we escape, which is easily and effortlessly. These Hybrid Balls are a bit different," she paused a bit to breathe silently and to allow everyone a moment to have this all sink in before continuing. "These Hybrid Balls are most likely ineffective at capturing humans and Pokemon alike, however they can catch us Pokehumans, like how regular PokeBalls catch Pokemon. But don't be afraid. We can fight this. If we are injured, they have a better time capturing us. We must not get to the point of exhaustion. Once a Hybrid Ball captures a Pokehuman, it makes that trainer the owner of the Pokehuman. Of course, there is no other effects that happen except for exclusively talking in PokeSpeak. We had one such person get caught. He is under our ownership now, but he can't talk in human speak at all, and I'm assuming a Psychic-Type hypnotized him to act savagely against us when he was fighting us.
"Now, for what I think Team Rocket is doing with us. They are trying to inject enough people with Pokemon DNA to turn them into Pokehumans or Pokemon, and then capture them and brainwash them. If any of you don't know what brainwashing means, it means they will wipe your memories clean and have you serve under them as their weapon. Of course, we won't let them get to that point. Which is why we are all heading to Lumiose City. There, my workplace is stationed in one of the alleys in Lumiose City. It's south of Cafe Cyclone and Vert Plaza, but far enough away from the busy streets that circle around the city to not stir up some suspicion of the International Police's location. We are heading there to give them the syringes and the Hybrid Balls for them to investigate and test. Some of us may want to be guinea pigs in their tests. If that is the case, then you may think on that and join the scientific effort in finding a cure to revert us back to normal once we get there. It may take some time for the scientists to complete their findings, but I assure you that they will spend sleepless days and nights finding the solution.
"Now, if any of you want to join us, we have costumes to hide your appearance. If you have body parts, like wings or tails, that may be difficult to conceal, you can try wrapping them around your bodies or hugging them close to your body to conceal them against clothes. For you Reuben, a PokeBall would be suitable for you. As for everyone else whose tails are not also their legs, you can poke a hole in your pants and make a sort of 'belt' out of your tails and hook it to the back or wrap it around your leg or waist. Your wings are self-explanatory. Now, we have used the excuse of us being cosplayers numerous times, but since we have such a big group, this excuse could all work if it has a backstory. Something I came up with is that there was a convention in Kiloude City that you have to go to in person, since it's very private. Once they leave to visit Kiloude City, that should give us enough days to leave the area we were at when questioned.
"Now, any questions, comments, concerns? And please, one at a time. I don't want to make it too loud in here. If you are injured, I can make salves, pastes, and soups with berries and herbs that we have collected to make something while we are on the road, and if we run out of Potions or healing items."
Finally done with that ordeal, she relaxed a bit and looked about for everyone to have questions and comments. Zwirra was honestly proud of her for stepping up and not lying to all the new people and having changed a bit.
