One morning, you awake and check your mailbox. Upon opening it, you notice a small letter, and open it.
"Dear (Insert Name Here),
You have been chosen for the Delta Project, a small organization in northwest Hoenn where we are testing the genes of certain Pokemon. These Pokemon have a certain flaw in their DNA that breaks up their typing, creating pokemon like, say, Ghost-type Typhlosion ar Electric Feraligatr. The strange thing is, they still remain with the same weaknesses as a regularly typed one would have. You have been chosen, out of thousands of potential Trainers, to take one of these newly dubbed 'Delta Pokemon', and raise it so that we can see any differences between them and regular Pokemon. If you are interested, please reply immedately.
-Professor Delta, Scientist."
You, upon seeing this, reply quickly and within days are told to go to the Delta Laboratory to train one of these Delta Pokemon. But is this Professor Delta truly who he says he is? What truly is the Delta Project?
Cole Jacobson (Bidoof.)
Faith Young (Willow's Tara)
Devon Allen (Derier44)
Melissa Jones (Glacie-ruu)
Terry Adams (PlatinumDude)
And now, without further ado, The first post! (And, for anyone wondering, I will be controlling Professor Delta and the other scientists)
Here we go!
Professor Delta, Scientist
One hour before Trainers Arrive
Professor Delta walked slowly back and forth in his secret room, pouring a strange liquid between to beakers as he went. The liquid sloshed around noisily and glowed bright red, as if it was neon.
"Hmmm," he mumbled angrily, as if in a trance. On a table in front of Delta were five inventions of his known as Delta Balls. They were used to contain Delta Pokemon, and were a dark red color. The liquid contained Delta Fluid, which was poured into Poke-Balls to turn them into Delta Balls.
After about half an hour of this, a young boy in a lab coat several sizes too big rushed down.
"Sir," the boy said. "Just here to remind you that the train is about halfway to the lab."
"Good," Professor Delta said, and began to chuckle. The chuckles turned into loud laughs, echoing down the corridor.
"Um, sir?" the boy said. "Do you need, like, an aspirin or something?"
"No, no, I'm fine," Delta said. "Now out of my invention room, now!"
The boy ran through the corridor. He was used to being dismissed like that from his boss.
Cole, having just arrived at the train station minutes ago, now stared at the newly built Hoenn SuperTrain. It was built by Tadel Inc., which, if you unscrambled the letters, turned into Delta Inc.. Thus, it was owned by Professor Delta. The train was made especially for Cole and four other trainers to ride to Delta's lab, and obviously it was large enough to fit a mansion for each of the five.
"Wow," was all Cole could manage, looking at the big TADEL INC. WE MAKE THEM FOR YOU! written on the side of the train. Tadel, along with being the cover story for Delta, also created Master Balls, Ultra Balls, Max Revives and Full Restores.
A conductor, a scientist too by the look of it, stepped out of a door on the train and stepped to the floor. All of the sudden, the floor rose to the roof, which opened. The floor rose higher, attaching itself to a long track in the air. The track, made purely out of steel, streched all the way across the skies of western Hoenn.
every door on the train opened, and a loudspeaker sounded.
"Attention, trainers! Please get onto the train immediately!"
Cole stepped onto the train eagerly . . .