** "Something's wrong with Ash,"***


...continued.

"What?" Doku-D lifted her ebony face from a long metal table beside her.

"He's in trouble..." The red-haired girl sat up and gently pulled the suction cup cords from underneath an XL t-shirt Professor Oak had allowed her to borrow.
The other android sat up as well and eyed her companion.
"How would you know?"
Doku-M looked at her, marine eyes shaking with an unconcious doubt.
"I just know. Are you coming or not?"
Doku-D raised an eyebrow. "Coming where?"
"To find Ash, duh." The redhead pulled on a pair of pants laid out on a stool next to her table.
"Where is he?"
Doku-M stopped and shook her head. "I don't know,"
"Then how do you calculate we find him? If he is even in trouble, that is,"
"He is! It's not my locator that's destroyed...so we can use that."
Doku-D stood and raised her head to the door behind her.
"The professor's not going to let us go,"
"And I would care, why? It's not like he is my master."
"He's still trying to figure out information about us though. It might be useful if this...if this turns out to be the final showdown."
Doku-M stopped short of tying her tennishoes. She gazed to the door and back to her friend.
"Where did he go?"
Doku-D looked at the door. "Outside, maybe upstairs to process,"
Doku-M nodded and tied her last shoe. Afterwards she stood and paced to the door. Gripping the handle firmly she turned to the other Doku.
"Coming?"
"Are we checking with the Professor first?"
Doku-M nodded.
"Count me in...Those jerks deserve to pay for their stupid ideas for us."
Doku-M glared at her. "Did you 'remember' something?"
The other Doku ignored the young redhead and began to tie the shoes that lay by her table.
"Did you?"
Without speaking, Doku-D walked past her and went to go find the professor.
" I wonder what happened?" Doku-M sadly watched the other girl race up a winding set of stairs to the 2nd floor.
With a sudden instinct she remembered Ash and raced up the stairs, following the one and only person who understood and felt the same way as her.

Once she had finally caught up, Doku-D was knocking on doors and calling out the Professor's name. From about the 5th door down the desalated hallway a brown haired boy stepped out and impatiently glared at them.
"What is all this noise!? I'm trying to count my Pokeballs!"
Doku-D smiled innocently and asked, "Do you know where the Professor is?"
Once he caught sight of the two beautiful girls his temper fell.
"He's down the hall a couple more doors...Say, who might you two ladies be?"
Doku-D was still staring blatently at him and replied "I'm Doku-D...." He smiled and said, "I'm Gary,"
Doku-M shook her head. "Okay, I'm Doku-M, and we don't have time for this! Ash is in trouble!"
Gary llooked up to her.
"Hey, aren't you..." He snapped his fingers and looked up, searching his wreck of a memory.
"Misty?" She helped.
He nodded.
"I don't know."
"Uh..."Doku-D stuttered."Wanna help us find him?"
Gary took a sly hand and slicked back through his untamed hair. "Sure. You know, I'm great at finding people,"
"And at being a jerk," Doku-M blurted.
"What?" Both characters looked at her confused.
She herself had no clue where the comment had come from, and , to avoid their glares, continued on down the hall.
The other Doku and Gary shrugged and followed her into the third room down from his.

Professor Oak was busily typing away in a small corner of the room and turned annoyidly when they walked in.
"Professor, somethings wrong."Doku-M stepped up to him and said.
Doku-D finished what she was trying to say. "We need to go now and we want to know if you know anything new about us,"
Gary glanced about confused. "What''s going on?"
Doku-D smiled back at him. "It's a long story,"
He lloked at her with a need for more information.
Professor Oak turned and smiled at them.
"I thought it was Gary asking for more Pokemon balls..."
"Have you?" Doku-M asked.
He looked a little pale.
"I found out that...well...you are made of robotic materials and real live skin. That's all I've been able to figure, save the fact that your minds are apt. to imagining things. I'm not saying that what you see is fake, it's just that, if you're able to release emotions, imagining pictures and people might not be that far-fetched."
Doku-M's face maddened. "I saw what I saw!"
Professor Oak looked up to her. "How do you know you did? How do you know you're not just remembering someone elses ideas?"
Doku-M glared at him. "I don't care if you believe me or not. I'm going. Now."
She turned and stalked out of the room.
Doku-D watched her leave. "What if she is right?"
Professor Oak turned back to his computer screen. "I believe she is, now."
"Ecscuse me?"
Professor Oak smiled.
"The hardest thing about believing something, is fighting for it. It's a matter of keeping your thoughts no matter what other people say, going for your goals. Keeping the faith. Whatever you call it. Doku-M's got it, and I think that's what whoever took Ash wants."
Doku-D hurridly looked at the door she had left through.
"That means that, she's right about everything?"
Professor Oak looked up. "I have a feeling what she knows is only the beginning."
Gary looked at both of the people who were speaking like total strangers.
"Beginning of what?"
Professor Oak's face dimmed.
"The biggest illegal Pokemon operation in the world. Perhaps the biggest war."
Gary's eyes widened. "What the hell's going on!?"
I'll fill ya in on the way. We've got a Doku to save,"Doku-D gripped his arm.
Professor Oak smiled and stood up. "I"m going too. I want to be the one to ensure no Pokemon-or people- get hurt."
With that, the trio used the remains of Doku-D's
locator and sped off after Doku-M.

Doku-M stopped in front of the Pewter City Gym. Everything inside of her led her to that place, and, usinf her robotic abilities, it had taken her less than 10 minutes to get there.
The building seemed gigantic and severely unwelcoming; dark, gloomy even. Pillars of windows loomed high above her head, and steel door sat firmly in fron t of her.
With a deep breath, she entered through them, and gaped at the sight of Brock before her.
He was standing barbaracally before her, lean muscular shoulders tilting perfectly with his seductive grin.
"What," He asked, "No back ups?"
She frowned and tried to look past him, further into his gym.
He waved a hand before her eyes and stepped closer.
"I'm your only opponent now. I'm your master, and you will learn to obey me."
"You are no master of mine. My master is Ash. Where is he?"
Brock looked into her aqua eyes. Doku-M glared back. Brock's eyes were vulptuous and strong -- power concentrated and obsessive. Doku-M's were soft and gentle -- and very angry.
"Get out of my way, Brock, so I can get Ash."
The boy lifted his head sarcasticalloy and tsked her.
" I'm not going to be as easy to defeat this time,"
"If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get!"
Now, less than 5 ft. from each other, both persons gained battle postures and began to fight.

Brock, as before, made the first move. As he charged at her he pulled a giant spear from his belt. It collided with her arm and forced her backwards. She fell and quickly dodged his next strike at her left arm. She jumped back up and aimed a punch straight at his chest. Instead of dodging it he grabbed it. His movement stopped her. Why was he so strong?
"This is cheating," Doku-M stated.
Brock tried to grab her other hand but she jammed it into his stomach. When he only coughed a little she lifted her food and rammed it into his groin. Surprised, he fell backwards and lost grip of both her and the spear. He coughed and grimaced.
"You lose. Let me pass,"
Doku-M didn't smile at her victory. She stared down at the pathetic boy who was still groping his soar spots.
"Fine..."
She walked past him silently.
He lifted his gaze and looked up evily as she past him by.
"I don't think so,"
He reached out and grabbed her ankle, and then pulled her back. In one violent attempt he yanked her down and pinned her there.
His hands were digging into her wrists and his body was holding her down. He had to be using the Doku system. No one could ever be that strong...no human at least.
She tried to fling him off but with every struggle he pushed her further and further into the cement floor. She looked over to her hand. With all of the pressure it was being dug into the floor. She could feel some of the skin on the other side tearing and she cried in pain.And anger.
"Brock, get off me!"
"You are mine! My doku, my person! You will obey me, right Now!" He dragged her left hand to her right and contained them with one of his own. With his free hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote. He set it o the floor.
Doku-M stopped struggling. She knew what it was. While being made, all of the Doku projects had been taught it was the worst way of punishment...
It was a re programmar.
She began to struggle wildly and kick ferosiously. "Let me go...Don't!"
He lifted the remote so it was positioned straight in fron of her eyes, button side facing her. His thumb lingered over it and came down slowly.
"I'm sorry..."
A huge crash came from behind her, and a turqouise haired ally came crashing down on top of them, knocking the remote towards Professor Oak and Gary, who both stood at the doorway.
Doku-M was pummled further into the crackled pavement.
"Doku-D...My skin..." Doku-M grimmaced.
The other Doku looked down at her friends position, and, seeing it, lifted Brockinto the air and tossed him off.
" You jerk...Attacking girls no less!"
Doku-D charged towards him and pummled a strong fist into his ribs. Still weak from the falling-on and throw, Brock fell into an unconcious heap on the ground.
Doku-D brushed her hands off and grinned. {"Serves ya right,"she stated. She then turned and rushed back to Doku-M along with the Professor and his grandson.
"Are you allright?" The professor lifted the weakined girl. She nodded and flinched as Gary lifted her hand.
"This means you're all right?"
All four people looked down to her grusomely shaven hand. The sharp bits of rock had sliced open her skin and cut a few wires.
"I can fix this...it's just really close to her battery case..."
Gary looked up. "You run on batteries?"
Doku-D smiled. "Garunteed to last 100 years."
"Unless broken I assume," Professor Oak added. Doku-D nodded and looked up to them.
"Both of you see if you can get a location on Ash or something...there's got to be computers here somewhere. Take that spear over there for protection,"
She notioned the spear in which Brock had lost during battle.
The two relatives stood up and nodded. "Got it. You two be careful. We'll hollar if something happens."
Doku-D nodded and began to wrap Doku-M's wound.

Ash opened his eyes and looked around. The room he was in was gigantic and had two windows with a brick bordering.
"You know, it is nice that you're awake. It makes it much easier to capture our robots out of anger..."
Ash looked up at the figure who had spoken. "And who are you?"
The figure pulled back a scrunchi and let a bundle of loosily flowing red hair tumble to her hips.
"I'm sick of losing to you. If this is how I win, so be it. But you won't be going alone. All your little pathetic Pokemon and all your pathetic little puny friends gone, and out of my life for good. Even if it means risking this Operation."
Ash looked up and gaped. "You..."
His statement was short lived as a gush of pure electric enrgy flooded his body.