Story Notes:
My first story submission. Ensuing chapters will take some time to get posted. Hmm, make that a VERY long some time. I've decided this needs a new summary. Hope you all like it and I will try to update as soon as possible, no promises though but I will try.
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A Long Winded Explanation
Lex opened the double doors of the President's room. His first impression was of how relaxing and regal the atmosphere in the room felt. Beautiful plush red carpet with gold embroidery covered the expanse of the floor. Red waist high wall trimming hugged the four walls. Gray wallpaper with an elegant lighter gray design spanned the rest of the walls to the ceiling. The ceiling was covered in what looked like midnight blue velvet. An expensive chandelier hung gracefully over a polished black marble topped table with golden yellow trimmings and wonderfully designed legs. Wide open windows gladly welcomed in the morning sunlight and the bustling city view along with the blue, rolling waves of the ocean. Near the windows facing the cheery glow of the sun were a pair of glass cases, each housing many different rocks that gleamed the light around the room in their own unique way.
"Enjoying the scenery?" an elderly gentleman asked smiling at him. Hearing him brought Lex back to reality. He turned to face the table with Devon's top researchers sitting around it, an old man with a tacky blue suit and graying hair in the middle.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Stone. It's just that I've never been up here before," apologized Lex.
Mr. Stone chuckled. "Well, let's get on with the meeting, we were waiting for you."
Lex was about to argue with the President, then thought better of it. "You can thank Rose for that," he muttered, eying the Eevee behind him.
The Devon President peered at Rose and gave a smirk. She stuck out her tongue towards the old man and resumed not caring about what was happening.
"Hoho! Bill said you were a fickle one. Hello Brenda, how are you today?" Mr. Stone asked.
"Combusken! Bus-ken?" Brenda exclaimed, smiling back the only way her species can. (translation-Fantastic! And you?)
"I'm fine as well, thank you for asking. Anyways, please sit down Alexander so Matthew and your father may elaborate upon their idea. It's quite remarkable, really, and it may revolutionize the way humans and Pokémon will understand each other...Oh! What am I saying? Haha, droning on as usual. Do sit down, no need to stand through the whole meeting," Mr. Stone gestured to the empty chair besides Darin. Lex nodded and sat down. Beside the table were charts, diagrams, pictures, and miscellaneous research notes strewn about in an organized fashion.
"Umm, what about my Pokémon?" Lex asked, curious as to why they were needed.
"They may sit over there and help themselves to some food if they'd like to. You'll know of their importance later on," Mr. Stone pointed to the corner of the room with a table full of various berries and Pokémon food.
"Oh okay. Go ahead girls, just don't make too much trouble." Brenda and Rosa glanced at each other and smiled, knowing that last remark was meant for Rosa. They giggled a little and proceeded to the table.
"Matthew, if you would please," Mr. Stone said to one of the people sitting down. A grouchy looking researcher stood up, giving off a sigh as he did. He moved towards the research notes to begin his presentation. He cleared his throat a few times and began his speech.
"As most of you may know, a few years back I built a device that allowed some form of communication with Pokémon. The machine, theoretically, would allow conversations to take place just as clearly as I am speaking with you now," Matthew exclaimed, pointing to a picture of a very bulky machine, sensors and lines splattered around it.
"The prototype is quite bulky and the translating software is shoddy at best. Darin and I attempted to refine this process to the best of our abilities, but to no avail. A couple months of researching the nuances of Pokéspeak and tweaking with the device produced little progress, with the machine only capable of a few simple conversations." Matthew brought up a laptop and showed everyone some footage of Darin attempting a conversation with a Machoke, but ending it in frustration as the machine started to translate oddly. >_>
"I considered giving up on the idea after that, as there wasn't enough data on the Pokémon language for a flawless and smooth translator to be coded. That is, until Darin came up with a better idea on how to approach this! We rethought the processes and started new research, discarding the previous attempt as a failed experiment.
"He based the idea off of how children between the ages of one and six have an obscenely easier time learning a language than children above that age range." Matthew pulled a video clip montage of some children speaking and understanding a language that wasn't native to their heritage.
"Since most of society wouldn't allow their kids to live with Pokémon alone, most of the Pokémon language is relatively unknown to us and hard to decipher, hence the shoddy translator of my previous machine.
"We researched what part of the brain stores language memory and learning, in both humans and Pokémon. What we have found out that with a certain chemical we could disconnect synapses made by the neurons in the brain, rendering it like a newborn baby's brain would." He displayed pictures and research notes through a projector pointed at a white board for all to see. "Free to reconnect as they would please to learn a different language or skill. Quite brilliant, as much as I hate to admit it." A few fellow researchers agreed to that as well.
"Of course, all of this is theory and simulating the human brain and yet-to-be-named chemical within a supercomputer can only do so much in a virtual world. A real world test would be needed to verify the hypothesis.
"Now Darin, if you weren't so lazy as to join me, would you care to take over for a few minutes?" Matthew looked over to his colleague, who was lounging back on his chair looking out in space, lost in thought.
"Wha...oh! Heheh, sorry 'bout that Matt, sure thing" Darin apologized, sitting up straight and rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. Matthew grumbled something to himself and reclaimed his spot by the President.
"Heh, caught me off guard there Matt. Anyways, as he was saying," Darin moved to where Matthew previously was, "It does have its risks, such as some memory loss or unable to relearn the previous language, as careful as we may be. That's why I came up with a second idea should we deem my first idea too dangerous or risky to do.
"History tells us of a few people who have been in contact with what we now know as the Pokémon Virus, or Pokérus for short," Darin pulled out a few files on the laptop and set them on the projector. "Upon getting the infection and surviving it, they have been granted with the ability to speak with Pokémon as if they were one themselves, literally! I've done some research on how that process is possible. A really big thanks to Professor Oak for lending me some of his research notes," a few 'oohs' and 'aahs' escaped some researchers lips, "And what I've found out may be a little disturbing to hear.
"What the Pokérus does, asides from letting Pokémon grow substantially stronger during the course of the infection, is replacing part of the host's DNA with parts from the infected Pokémon before it." Darin showed a computer simulation of that event. "Since most of the time the one being infected is a Pokémon, the physical effects are negligible. But when the infected Pokémon somehow transmits the infection to a human or their trainer, the changes can be quite dramatic.
"Some cases report that the infected human takes on the features of the previous Pokémon host and stay that way for life, although retaining human features such as bi-pedaled walking and a mostly human physiology." Darin pulled up an ancient depiction of how the human would look when they survived the Pokérus, as they were the only known source of the phenomena. -AUTHOR'S NOTE: I guess you can call this my take on how anthro's came to be.-
"The infected human will take on the skin of the previous Pokémon host on both the color and composition. Meaning if the skin of the Pokémon were covered in red and orange feathers," Darin eyed Brenda for an example, "The human would take on that appearance as well.
"Since obtaining Pokérus and keeping it stable is just about impossible, I've devised a substitute by using another virus similar in structure." Darin put on a diagram of the Pokérus as well as the replacement virus, which was labeled 'Human Immunodeficiency Virus'.
"I've made sure that there are no HIV with their original DNA in the culture sample I have concocted. I've yet to replace the DNA, but in theory I should be able to replace it with some other viruses DNA, perhaps the cold virus, with some specific Pokémon DNA fragments thrown in to emulate the Pokérus to the best of my abilities. Of course, it would be nice to obtain a sample of Pokérus, as the real deal would be a great specimen to observe and research and that's where my son comes in.
"Now my son Alex," Darin looked towards Lex, "Has been quite vital to the success of this company, as he field tests most of our inventions geared towards Pokémon trainers and with great success too I might add. I will ask him to look for a Pokémon carrying the virus. Details on the method for detecting such a virus will be discussed later on." Lex's heart beat a little faster upon hearing his name and shifted around nervously in his chair to regain some of his composure.
"Yes he has Darin and is doing a spectacular job at doing so," Mr. Stone interjected.
"Er, thanks?" Lex replied.
"Now I believe you should now know the purpose of this meeting Alex. What's your say in all this?" the President asked.
Lex mulled things over, organizing all the information in his mind to try and make sense of them.
"Take your time. It's your choice whether to pursue your father and Matthew's idea or not. At the mean time, we are adjourned, seeing as some of our group is getting a little restless," Mr. Stone smiled toward Lex's Pokémon. They were having a little berry war with each other. The researchers all stood up and stretched, then proceeded to the lower levels to take a break.
"Uhm, okay. I'll have my answer by tomorrow morning," Lex added and went over to the table of war.
"Girls! What are you doing?! Ugh, jeez Rose. Do you always have to make things complicated for me?" He asked the Eevee. Razz berry and other indistinguishable berry juice splattered all over her usually well maintained brown and cream fur.
"Eevee, eev-ee eev eev eevee ee," she pointed at Brenda with her tail. (translation-Well, it was her fault at first)
"Busken! Combusken combusken!" Brenda argued back, flicking what appeared to be Belue berries off of her orange and red feathers. (translation-Yeah right! She always starts it!)
"Ergh, lets go and clean up at home. I'm sorry about the mess Mr. Stone. I'll clean it up right away," Lex apologized.
Chuckling, Mr. Stone replied, "Well I'd get pretty bored too if I had to sit through," he glanced at his watch, "Two hours of lecture with nothing to do and a lot of food set out before me so no matter. I'll just send someone to clean up, that's all," he said walking over to the window and watching the bustling city below.
"Um, okay. Thanks," Lex gave a last goodbye and headed for the door, his berry covered Pokémon trailing him as usual. He heard giggles as they walked down the stairwell. Brenda and Rosa both glancing at each other in amusement and laughed at their own expense.
'Jeez, why did they have to embarrass me like that in front of him?' Lex thought while walking to the floor level of the building. The Pokémon girls were still giggling as they followed their trainer out of the building and towards home.
"What's so funny, huh?" Lex turned around and saw his Pokémon. Brenda looked like a spotted blue Noctowl and Rosa an odd colored Flareon. He couldn't help but give off a little laugh as well.
"Aw, come here you," Lex grabbed the 'Flareon' and held her, not caring if he was getting berry juice on his clothes. Brenda felt a little left out so she jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling all that Belue berry juice from her feathers onto his back, hair, and arms.
"Very funny, Brenda. Now I need to shower all over again. Well, it's about noon and we have all day free so I guess we could train a bit. Sounds like a plan then?" He asked the Combusken nestled comfortably on his back.
"Busken!" Brenda replied happily.
"Glad to hear that. You, on the other hand, will get a good wash down from Mom and will stay inside. You'll be of no trouble, you hear?" he ordered the red Eevee in his arms. She looked back at him with a mischievous grin, conspiring to get her way again.
"I don't like that look you have right now Rose," Lex said. She just smiled and licked some berry juice off his nose and snuggled in his arms.
Trying his best not to sneeze from the rough tongue treatment, Lex and his Pokémon laughed their predicament off and walked the familiar road home. They didn't care about being pointed at or talked about by passerby's. As a blue house came into view, Lex sped up to wash up and prepare for the afternoon.Chapter End Notes:Here's the long awaited 2nd chapter to this story (2 weeks since I started the first chapter!).
I don't claim to know how viruses and DNA swapping works, I just made it up as I was writing it so please give that thought when reviewing.
As always, Read and Review please
"Enjoying the scenery?" an elderly gentleman asked smiling at him. Hearing him brought Lex back to reality. He turned to face the table with Devon's top researchers sitting around it, an old man with a tacky blue suit and graying hair in the middle.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Stone. It's just that I've never been up here before," apologized Lex.
Mr. Stone chuckled. "Well, let's get on with the meeting, we were waiting for you."
Lex was about to argue with the President, then thought better of it. "You can thank Rose for that," he muttered, eying the Eevee behind him.
The Devon President peered at Rose and gave a smirk. She stuck out her tongue towards the old man and resumed not caring about what was happening.
"Hoho! Bill said you were a fickle one. Hello Brenda, how are you today?" Mr. Stone asked.
"Combusken! Bus-ken?" Brenda exclaimed, smiling back the only way her species can. (translation-Fantastic! And you?)
"I'm fine as well, thank you for asking. Anyways, please sit down Alexander so Matthew and your father may elaborate upon their idea. It's quite remarkable, really, and it may revolutionize the way humans and Pokémon will understand each other...Oh! What am I saying? Haha, droning on as usual. Do sit down, no need to stand through the whole meeting," Mr. Stone gestured to the empty chair besides Darin. Lex nodded and sat down. Beside the table were charts, diagrams, pictures, and miscellaneous research notes strewn about in an organized fashion.
"Umm, what about my Pokémon?" Lex asked, curious as to why they were needed.
"They may sit over there and help themselves to some food if they'd like to. You'll know of their importance later on," Mr. Stone pointed to the corner of the room with a table full of various berries and Pokémon food.
"Oh okay. Go ahead girls, just don't make too much trouble." Brenda and Rosa glanced at each other and smiled, knowing that last remark was meant for Rosa. They giggled a little and proceeded to the table.
"Matthew, if you would please," Mr. Stone said to one of the people sitting down. A grouchy looking researcher stood up, giving off a sigh as he did. He moved towards the research notes to begin his presentation. He cleared his throat a few times and began his speech.
"As most of you may know, a few years back I built a device that allowed some form of communication with Pokémon. The machine, theoretically, would allow conversations to take place just as clearly as I am speaking with you now," Matthew exclaimed, pointing to a picture of a very bulky machine, sensors and lines splattered around it.
"The prototype is quite bulky and the translating software is shoddy at best. Darin and I attempted to refine this process to the best of our abilities, but to no avail. A couple months of researching the nuances of Pokéspeak and tweaking with the device produced little progress, with the machine only capable of a few simple conversations." Matthew brought up a laptop and showed everyone some footage of Darin attempting a conversation with a Machoke, but ending it in frustration as the machine started to translate oddly. >_>
"I considered giving up on the idea after that, as there wasn't enough data on the Pokémon language for a flawless and smooth translator to be coded. That is, until Darin came up with a better idea on how to approach this! We rethought the processes and started new research, discarding the previous attempt as a failed experiment.
"He based the idea off of how children between the ages of one and six have an obscenely easier time learning a language than children above that age range." Matthew pulled a video clip montage of some children speaking and understanding a language that wasn't native to their heritage.
"Since most of society wouldn't allow their kids to live with Pokémon alone, most of the Pokémon language is relatively unknown to us and hard to decipher, hence the shoddy translator of my previous machine.
"We researched what part of the brain stores language memory and learning, in both humans and Pokémon. What we have found out that with a certain chemical we could disconnect synapses made by the neurons in the brain, rendering it like a newborn baby's brain would." He displayed pictures and research notes through a projector pointed at a white board for all to see. "Free to reconnect as they would please to learn a different language or skill. Quite brilliant, as much as I hate to admit it." A few fellow researchers agreed to that as well.
"Of course, all of this is theory and simulating the human brain and yet-to-be-named chemical within a supercomputer can only do so much in a virtual world. A real world test would be needed to verify the hypothesis.
"Now Darin, if you weren't so lazy as to join me, would you care to take over for a few minutes?" Matthew looked over to his colleague, who was lounging back on his chair looking out in space, lost in thought.
"Wha...oh! Heheh, sorry 'bout that Matt, sure thing" Darin apologized, sitting up straight and rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. Matthew grumbled something to himself and reclaimed his spot by the President.
"Heh, caught me off guard there Matt. Anyways, as he was saying," Darin moved to where Matthew previously was, "It does have its risks, such as some memory loss or unable to relearn the previous language, as careful as we may be. That's why I came up with a second idea should we deem my first idea too dangerous or risky to do.
"History tells us of a few people who have been in contact with what we now know as the Pokémon Virus, or Pokérus for short," Darin pulled out a few files on the laptop and set them on the projector. "Upon getting the infection and surviving it, they have been granted with the ability to speak with Pokémon as if they were one themselves, literally! I've done some research on how that process is possible. A really big thanks to Professor Oak for lending me some of his research notes," a few 'oohs' and 'aahs' escaped some researchers lips, "And what I've found out may be a little disturbing to hear.
"What the Pokérus does, asides from letting Pokémon grow substantially stronger during the course of the infection, is replacing part of the host's DNA with parts from the infected Pokémon before it." Darin showed a computer simulation of that event. "Since most of the time the one being infected is a Pokémon, the physical effects are negligible. But when the infected Pokémon somehow transmits the infection to a human or their trainer, the changes can be quite dramatic.
"Some cases report that the infected human takes on the features of the previous Pokémon host and stay that way for life, although retaining human features such as bi-pedaled walking and a mostly human physiology." Darin pulled up an ancient depiction of how the human would look when they survived the Pokérus, as they were the only known source of the phenomena. -AUTHOR'S NOTE: I guess you can call this my take on how anthro's came to be.-
"The infected human will take on the skin of the previous Pokémon host on both the color and composition. Meaning if the skin of the Pokémon were covered in red and orange feathers," Darin eyed Brenda for an example, "The human would take on that appearance as well.
"Since obtaining Pokérus and keeping it stable is just about impossible, I've devised a substitute by using another virus similar in structure." Darin put on a diagram of the Pokérus as well as the replacement virus, which was labeled 'Human Immunodeficiency Virus'.
"I've made sure that there are no HIV with their original DNA in the culture sample I have concocted. I've yet to replace the DNA, but in theory I should be able to replace it with some other viruses DNA, perhaps the cold virus, with some specific Pokémon DNA fragments thrown in to emulate the Pokérus to the best of my abilities. Of course, it would be nice to obtain a sample of Pokérus, as the real deal would be a great specimen to observe and research and that's where my son comes in.
"Now my son Alex," Darin looked towards Lex, "Has been quite vital to the success of this company, as he field tests most of our inventions geared towards Pokémon trainers and with great success too I might add. I will ask him to look for a Pokémon carrying the virus. Details on the method for detecting such a virus will be discussed later on." Lex's heart beat a little faster upon hearing his name and shifted around nervously in his chair to regain some of his composure.
"Yes he has Darin and is doing a spectacular job at doing so," Mr. Stone interjected.
"Er, thanks?" Lex replied.
"Now I believe you should now know the purpose of this meeting Alex. What's your say in all this?" the President asked.
Lex mulled things over, organizing all the information in his mind to try and make sense of them.
"Take your time. It's your choice whether to pursue your father and Matthew's idea or not. At the mean time, we are adjourned, seeing as some of our group is getting a little restless," Mr. Stone smiled toward Lex's Pokémon. They were having a little berry war with each other. The researchers all stood up and stretched, then proceeded to the lower levels to take a break.
"Uhm, okay. I'll have my answer by tomorrow morning," Lex added and went over to the table of war.
"Girls! What are you doing?! Ugh, jeez Rose. Do you always have to make things complicated for me?" He asked the Eevee. Razz berry and other indistinguishable berry juice splattered all over her usually well maintained brown and cream fur.
"Eevee, eev-ee eev eev eevee ee," she pointed at Brenda with her tail. (translation-Well, it was her fault at first)
"Busken! Combusken combusken!" Brenda argued back, flicking what appeared to be Belue berries off of her orange and red feathers. (translation-Yeah right! She always starts it!)
"Ergh, lets go and clean up at home. I'm sorry about the mess Mr. Stone. I'll clean it up right away," Lex apologized.
Chuckling, Mr. Stone replied, "Well I'd get pretty bored too if I had to sit through," he glanced at his watch, "Two hours of lecture with nothing to do and a lot of food set out before me so no matter. I'll just send someone to clean up, that's all," he said walking over to the window and watching the bustling city below.
"Um, okay. Thanks," Lex gave a last goodbye and headed for the door, his berry covered Pokémon trailing him as usual. He heard giggles as they walked down the stairwell. Brenda and Rosa both glancing at each other in amusement and laughed at their own expense.
'Jeez, why did they have to embarrass me like that in front of him?' Lex thought while walking to the floor level of the building. The Pokémon girls were still giggling as they followed their trainer out of the building and towards home.
"What's so funny, huh?" Lex turned around and saw his Pokémon. Brenda looked like a spotted blue Noctowl and Rosa an odd colored Flareon. He couldn't help but give off a little laugh as well.
"Aw, come here you," Lex grabbed the 'Flareon' and held her, not caring if he was getting berry juice on his clothes. Brenda felt a little left out so she jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling all that Belue berry juice from her feathers onto his back, hair, and arms.
"Very funny, Brenda. Now I need to shower all over again. Well, it's about noon and we have all day free so I guess we could train a bit. Sounds like a plan then?" He asked the Combusken nestled comfortably on his back.
"Busken!" Brenda replied happily.
"Glad to hear that. You, on the other hand, will get a good wash down from Mom and will stay inside. You'll be of no trouble, you hear?" he ordered the red Eevee in his arms. She looked back at him with a mischievous grin, conspiring to get her way again.
"I don't like that look you have right now Rose," Lex said. She just smiled and licked some berry juice off his nose and snuggled in his arms.
Trying his best not to sneeze from the rough tongue treatment, Lex and his Pokémon laughed their predicament off and walked the familiar road home. They didn't care about being pointed at or talked about by passerby's. As a blue house came into view, Lex sped up to wash up and prepare for the afternoon.Chapter End Notes:Here's the long awaited 2nd chapter to this story (2 weeks since I started the first chapter!).
I don't claim to know how viruses and DNA swapping works, I just made it up as I was writing it so please give that thought when reviewing.
As always, Read and Review please