Chapter no.357 Abra and Domino

Austin stood in the room, staring down at the unconscious form of Erika, who lay on the ground, her face a mess of bruises and cuts. The room was silent except for the sound of Austin's shallow breathing. Suddenly, Erika's face melted away revealing Duplica's unconcious form as the Ditto lunged at Austin, its face exploding out into a snarling visage as it closed in on him.
"Not so fast!" Austin yelled, as his own " handsome" face melted away. In an instant, Austin's Ditto had intercepted Duplica's Ditto mid-air, and the two creatures grappled with each other.
"Transform!" Austin commanded, and his Ditto obliged, changing into a Xenomorph mid-air. The creature let out the move hypnosis, and soon Duplica's Ditto was slumped over, defeated. Austin clapped for his Ditto, who transformed back into its original form, looking away shyly as Haunter laughed at the whole spectacle.
"Good job, Ditto!" Austin said, his eyes closing as he used his aura to sense his surroundings. He then asked Ditto to transform him into Erika, and the creature obliged, turning Austin into a female duplicate of his opponent. Haunter laughed even harder, rolling on the ground in glee as Austin stood there in his disguise.
Austin placed his hand on the ground as he projected his aura outward.
' The aura is with me!'
As a miniature map of this whole place formed in Austin's mind.
He found that most of the rooms were being preoccupied by people having sexual intercourse.
Austin coughed into his hand to snap himself out of his embarrassment as they walked out of the room and into the giant hallway, Austin was careful in his movements, his senses heightened as he tried to remain undetected.
Finally, they came to a strange door, which asked for a facial, fingerprint, and code scan. Austin's face twisted into a scowl as his hand hit the metal door with a thunderous crash, sending shockwaves throughout the hallway as the alarms began to blare. The sound was deafening, echoing through the empty halls as people poured out of the bathrooms across the way. They were frightened, many of them screaming as they tried to find cover. Austin, meanwhile, stood motionless, his hand still on the door as he looked around at the chaos he had caused.
He stepped through the hole he had made and into the room beyond. It was a strange sight that greeted him as he walked in. The room was filled with mushrooms, of all shapes and sizes, growing from the floor and up the walls. The air was thick with visible fragments, a mist that hung in the air and swirled around him. Austin's eyes widened as he took in the scene before him.
In the center of the room, was a shiny parasect, its body pulsing with an otherworldly energy. It was a sight to behold, a creature as Austin recognized it as project Dreamland, a mutated parasect that was designed to latched on an individual's psyche and forces them into a perpetual dream like state. The Parasect's long legs were extended, its body rising up as if it were trying to reach the ceiling. Its eyes were closed, as if it were in a deep meditative state.
[ Can you feel your heart burning? Can you feel the struggle within? The fear within? The struggle and fear within me is beyond anything your soul could imagine.]
The Parasect exclaimed in a gutteral voice that sacred Ditto but Haunter responded by slamming her giant fist onto the bug.
[ You cannot kill me in a way that truly matters.]
The crushed parasect exclaimed as Haunter chuckled and threw a Will-o'-wisp at the bug.
Austin ignored everything as it what he saw behind the parasect that really shocked Austin. There, in a corner of the room, was Erika. She was in an LSD trip, her body contorted in strange, unnatural positions as she mumbled and twitched. Her eyes were wide and unseeing, her pupils dilated to the point where they seemed to take up her entire iris. She was sweating profusely, her hair matted to her face as she muttered strange, gibberish phrases.
Austin approached her slowly, his heart racing as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing. He was worried for her as he reached out and touched her arm, trying to get her to snap out of it, but she didn't respond. She was lost in her own world, completely unaware of his presence.
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[ Celadon City Center ]
Celadon City was bustling with activity, cars and trucks clogging the busy streets as horns blared and drivers cursed. In the traffic there was a particular police van that was surrounded by the chaos of the city. Inside, Domino sat contentedly, taking a big bite out of a cheeseburger as she enjoyed the relative peace of her vehicle.
Just as she was about to take another bite, the screen on her dash lit up, displaying the face of Giovanni, the head of Team Rocket. Domino's eyes went wide as she quickly set down her burger and answered the call.
" Sir, I have bad news; Project X got away before I could make any contact."
Giovanni quickly noted Domino's words.
"Domino," Giovanni said, his voice stern and commanding. "I have an important job for you."
Domino sat up straight, her attention completely focused on the man on the screen. "Yes, sir," she replied.
"I need you to go to the Celadon Gym," Giovanni continued. "There has been a disturbance there, and I need you to capture the person responsible."
Domino raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "Who is it?" she asked.
"The perpetrator is currently unknown but they have taken on the face of Erika, the police have also been called by them," Giovanni replied, his tone brooking no argument. "Just go to the gym and take care of it and make sure Erika is safe, team rocket is in the last stages of our plan, we don't need any more attention then we already have"
Domino sighed, but she knew better than to question Giovanni's orders. "Understood," she said. "I'll take care of it."
" This time don't fail it."
And with that, the call ended and Domino was left alone with her thoughts as she tried to think of project X before her eyes glowed with psychic energy as a particular set of memories played out.
" Do you want pizza, Abra ?" Domino asked as she turned towards the psychic type in the back.
" Woooo ! yeah baby."
" I'll take that as a yes."
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[ Omake Paragraph ]
They have no crown on their head, just a curled hair; no claim to the throne, save for a rock which is called magical because pokemon flinch when it is thrown at them. And yet to their followers, Politoed might as well be sitting on the Chrysanthemum Throne and ruling a vast empire.
Politoed maintain power in the way which most monarchies do; by brainwashing their subjects. Absent a friendly clergy preaching the Divine Right of Kings, or an appeal to the glory of the nation, Politoed brainwash their subjects the old-fashioned way: through hypnosis. The hair on their head contains the same pattern as the spirals of their lesser forms, and along with a small swirl on their chest, allow for a far more complete hypnosis than that of their predecessors. Poliwhirl can put a hostile foe to sleep, but only Politoed can put dozens to sleep at once, then form them into regiments and lead a shambling mass of pokemon into sleepwalking battle. Their battles are futile, over small and unneeded scraps of land, and show little purpose but to provide glory for kings, like a cosmic game of Civilization played with pokemon. Yet unlike kings, they are content to quit the field when the enemy pokemon faints, and if the territory is worthless it is because they rarely plunder and exploit what they win.
Because of their abundance in France and the fact that they claim kingship, Politoed were long seen as a symbol of pre-Revolutionary France. Every negative quality Politoed possess was ascribed to the king in propaganda pamphlets, and every positive quality was wiped from scientific journals of the era. Many Politoed lost their heads during the Terror, despite their short necks, and France's national pokemon was switched to the Poliwrath.