Short Story:
Manipulated Memories

Standing on top of a building with a radio tower, the wicked Dr Clefarious was looking over the city with an evil smirk on her face. There was a Beheeyem robot standing nearby, staring blankly and awaiting orders from its evil creator. Her eyes shifted to look up at the tower where her Whimsicott assistant, Tony, was on top of it, connecting some sort of device next to the dish.

“Tony, is my device set?” she called up to him.

Tony swiftly descended the tower and dashed up to Clefarious in a matter of seconds. “I put it in place, doc!” he replied in his usual upbeat tone of voice. “This plan sounds like it would be a doozy for Cutey Punny to stop, yep!”

Clefarious turned her attention to her robotic slave. “Beheeyem_Bot, it is time for you to begin the second phase of my plan! Activate your Brainwashing Broadcast now!” she commanded, the sinister smirk stretching across her face a little bit more.

“As you command, Dr. Clefarious,” the mindless robot stated seconds before holding both of its hands up into the air. “Power is at maximum percent. Initiating Brainwashing Broadcast programming now.”

The lights on the robot’s arms started to flash a multitude of colours at a speed that increased with each passing second. The device on the tower turned on and started to beep, responding to Beheeyem_Bot’s power. Clefarious watched the dish unleashed purple radio waves upon the unsuspecting Pokémon living down in the city.

Down below in the bustling city, over a hundred Pokémon were walking around on their daily business. Two of them were Ace Spade along with his Eevee wife, Ginger, and they had just emerged from a toy store where they had purchased a large quantity of plush toys. A plush that was balancing on top of the bunch Ginger had suddenly fell, but before it hit the ground it was covered in psychic energy and levitated back to where it originally was.

“Was it really necessary to buy that many plushies?” A Gardevoir asked, being the one who caught one of Ginger’s newest prized possessions. She was accompanied by an anthropomorphic male Houndoom and an anthropomorphic female Pidgeot. “If you want, my team and I can help you carry them.”

All of a sudden, all five of the Pokémon, as well as all the Pokémon is the vicinity stiffened to attention. Their mouths hung open as their eyes started to flash multiple colours. The sound of glass was heard, though no one reacted to it. An anthropomorphic female Rapidash was nearby, standing just outside of a pottery store. Her eyes were the same as the rest and a plastic bag lay on the ground next to her feet. The antique vase she had purchased was now a collection of shards.

Across the street even more Pokémon were also unfortunate enough to feel the overwhelming effect of the Brainwashing Broadcast. A Ninetales exotic street dancer had been interrupted by the invasion into her mind, reducing her into a motionless victim. The same fate happened to her appreciative audience, including a rich Ninetales who was attracted to the fantastic performance beforehand.

In the skies above, a chase between a shiny Dragonite and a Charizard had been put on hold. They too had been blasted with the hypnotic broadcast and had landed on a building, being unable to maintain flight due to their minds being locked up.

“If my calculations are correct the memory rewriting process shall be completed within a minute,” Clefarious stated, observing her diabolical plot from the safety of the building. “Soon everyone in this city will have their memories changed and warped to see me as a respected scientist who they will worship and obey!”

Behind her Tony was standing perfectly still with his mouth hanging a gap and eyes flashing all the colours of the rainbow. Even the assistant of Clefarious wasn’t given the privilege of immunity and would soon be even more loyal, only without his infuriating traits. Clefarious looked over her shoulder at him and let out a chuckle, pleased with herself that she had led him to believe he would be spared from the mass reprogramming.

After around a minute since everyone was hit with the Brainwashing Broadcast, it suddenly came to an end. Everyone’s eyes returned to normal and instantly continued what they were doing as if nothing happened to them. Ginger looked up at Geraldine the Gardevoir, smiling widely.

“Thank you, ma’am! I could use some help since Ace is on his way to the great Dr Clefarious to become a robot!” she stated, her smile widened more whilst her eyes sparkled. “It’s an honour to be chosen by Dr. Clefarious, too! I am so proud of my husband!”

“Why, what a coincidence! My team and I are off to Dr. Clefarious’s lab to become robotic warriors, too!” the Gardevoir revealed, her eyes drifting over to gaze at the black haired Pikachu. “It would take no time at all in taking your toys to your home. After that is done, we shall all go to the laboratory together.”

With that, they all walked off together, neither of them knowing their memories had been corrupted into thinking the lies implanted into their heads was reality. The Rapidash stepped over the dangerous shards that were once a vase, not really caring about it. She crossed the road to the other side and nearly bumped into the Ninetales.

Rapidash quickly bowed her head. “I am sorry about that. I am just in a rush to see the wonderful Dr. Clefarious to see if I am suitable to be robotocized,” she explained, “If I can’t become a robot, I still want to work for her. I would even take the job of a janitor if it meant I would work for such a genius.”

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One week later at a huge laboratory given to Clefarious by the generous mayor of the city, Clefarious was busy at work on her next invention. There were five robotocized Pokémon standing at attention in the corner in the room, waiting for any order their creator would give. She had a Gardevoir, Houndoom, Pidgeot, Rapidash and Pikachu robot; each one of them had their memories of their past lives deleted.

The automatic door to the room slide open and two Ninetales robots marched in. They walked over to their creator and saluted.

“Dr Clefarious, A Charizard and Dragonite are here to see you,” the Ninetales_Bot on the right stated.

“They say they want to be robotocized,” the other Ninetales_Bot said, finishing the sentence of her robotocized partner.

Clefarious smirked. “Good. Send them to the robotocizer,” she said, turning back to face her invention. “I am too busy to do it myself.”

The end

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Just something I thought I would write as a warm-up. I got this idea from a friend of mine.

Special guest appearances by  UnownAce ‘s characters.

I don’t own Pokémon.