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She was pacing. She was pacing quite a lot. Every so often she would pause and glance up at the door when she heard some footsteps, but when no one came into the room she would lower her head and begin pacing again. She had been like this all day and frankly she felt as if she would explode from anxiety at any second! It was a simply observation, that was all! What could be taking him so long anyways? Did he suddenly not believe her or was this all some sort of prank where he would run on in and laugh at how serious she had been taking this? All sorts of fearful thoughts such as those revolved around her mind causing her to sweat a bit more. The thought that it was all fake hit her hard and if that was the case she KNEW she was going to go ballistic.

When the door finally opened her head snapped up and she turned to face the sound, "Well!?" She cried out, perhaps a bit more forcefully than she wanted but damn it she had to know now!

The Alakazam wasn't that old at all, she knew most could be in their eighties or even hundreds but he was only fifty-one years old and STILL looked young. No wrinkles or anything. The psychic glanced on down and motioned for the Umbreon to follow as he sat back down at his desk, "Well, I have gone out as you asked me to Ms.-"

"Mr." She said firmly.

The Alakazam sighed, "Forgive me. MR. Rilley. As you can expect, the gender you believe to be and the gender you actually are can be difficult to separate at times, especially when I haven't been with you for the past week. Well, I have gone out and decided to interview the coworkers and family that you claim to have and I even informed them of what you told me, of what your memories contain and such."

"And!?" She asked as she leaned up against the desk with her front paws.

The Alakazam silently stared and then looked down, shaking his head, "I have no idea how, but every single memory checks out. Every single person was there as you stated and... while they don't believe this story you have, I do. At least I can confirm it."

Rilley sighed in relief and placed her four footpads down on the ground, letting out a few deep breaths, "For a moment, I thought you wouldn't believe." She chuckled. She quickly began to pace on the ground, "So, any luck with finding my body? I mean it can't have just disappeared!"

The psychic nodded, "That much is correct. I decided to check around to see if any merchants or traveling mon had passed by. It took me some time but I managed to track down a Kecleon merchant caravan. There were four merchants there that do claim to have picked up a Blaziken, but that he requested to be dropped off at their first stop, Leon Village. From there I made my usual rounds and managed to track down his current whereabouts. Although I was unable to find him personally in Tyrex, I do have several confirmations from witnesses and those that he interacted with that he is still in the city. I didn't inform them of who he-she is, nor what she did. That way they don't raise suspicion. I do know another fact. She went into that city to look for a specific contact. All I know is that the contact's name was Reena."

Rilley lowered her head, and then snapped it back up, "But you can find them."

"... Yes... for another fee."

Rilley's jaw dropped, but she quickly closed her mouth. "I see. Well, I did at first pay you to find at least the city my body was in, you did that. Okay, I will pay you extra if you can find them... and even more if you can bring in that witch so that I can get my body back."

The Alakazam's smile widened, "Hehe, well that is an offer I cannot decline." He pulled at his mustache and nodded, "You have a deal Mr. Rilley." I'll just pack and head out. Earliest results can be expected at three days, but if I'm lucky it could only take two if there are cooperating witnesses."

The Umbreon frantically nodded her head, "Yes! Of course! Thank you Lowell!"

Lowell chuckled and got up, "Now, if you don't mind. I have some packing to do. Please be ready once I return. I'll send you a message once I do so."

The Alakazam rose and nodded before heading out of the door, and as he did a large smile formed over his face. This was his big break! The way to finally get out of the debt that had been piling on for quite some time. Find the Blaziken, bering it over and then he would get paid! Heh, he was sure that there would be least be a good amount of pay by the family no doubt for having brought their dear long lost brother to them, probably extra even since he went only on a hunch. He made his way out of the building and whistled non as he ported back to his house and grabbed the bags he had prepared before. He knew that his offer would be accepted, the Umbreon was helpless without his help and as he had explained to her before, he would be one of the few to even consider her story. Other detectives would just push her into a mental institute.

He almost felt a bit guilty to be taking advantage of such a unique situation like this... but that feeling only lasted for a few seconds before his thoughts strayed back to how he would use his new riches. He strapped his pack on his back and glanced around to make sure he hadn't missed anything and in another instant he was gone.

~~~

What had seemed like a very prosperous trip was delving into disaster however. At first Lowell was easily finding clues he needed, managed to hook up with travelers that had come to the town with the Blaziken and got more confirmations of his presence here. That was all good, but when he tried to inquire as to his exact whereabouts most would helplessly shrug and only state that they broke off from the Blaziken a while ago. He no longer went to their hotel and instead went to some other part of the city.

That proved to be a problem. On the one hand he could try scanning around him for a Blaziken, but using such invasive psychic powers were also against the law. He would be felt by some law enforcement and detained for a while and in that time his target would very well leave the city and he would be out of that bonus. He could not let that happen and despite his anxiety he forced himself to slowly make his way through the city. It seemed he was only going inches and as he went further and further inside he found less and less clues. With so many mon clustered around it was hard to ask regular citizens if they had seen a Blaziken around, especially when there could be multiple Blazikens in the city!

The second day wasn't much better. For the most part it was random wanderings and trying to see if he could find this Reena person. Problem was that there also seemed to be a lot of Reenas as well! He had looked in a directory and saw at least a good fifty Reenas. He had angrily closed the book and continued his search by going around. He only managed to find two Blazikens, but they were both workers in other shops who knew nothing about Reena nor Rilley.

His anxiety only worsened as he thought if he had missed Rilley's body, that the body had left the city and he was only here wandering around on a wild goose chase. The thought of missing his bonus wracked his sleep that night and on the third day he was jittery. He was almost ready to just start scanning anywhere with his powers when he received a message from one of the border guards. He was glad to have thought ahead and informed the guard of whom he was searching for. One of them had written down that they noticed a Blaziken with a Ninetails near the south gate and did hear the name Reena being uttered by the Ninetails. If that wasn't a sign Arceus might as well strike him down then and there!

Immediately Lowell was quick to move out. He didn't need any of his gear yet. He would go out and find these two and get his bonus! It was like a dream was coming true and as he reappeared near the south gate he wasted no time in asking the guards exactly where they had gone and then made his way along the roads, keeping his eyes sharp while he attempted to find the duo. He spent hours trailing through the various streets and attempting to question passerbys. It was hopeless though as every pokemon he tried to talk to only walked on or gave him irrelevant information.

The morning passed into the afternoon, and soon into the evening with nothing to show for his efforts! He teleported back to his room, silent for a moment, before he unleashed his psychic powers and batted his papers around in his rage. He soon fell quite again with torn papers falling around him. He sat on down and looked at the white pages that were filled with evidence and hung his head. This was now revealing itself to be an impossible task in of itself. How could he have found so many willing mon before? What had happened before he came here that caused all the clues to have dried up?

He wasn't sure, but that didn't mean he was going to stop. No sleeping tonight then. No sleeping till he could find one more clue, something to keep the trail fresh!

He waited in his room until he could look out through the windows and see that the streets were now devoid of pokemon and only the night time crowd was out. It was better than nothing he supposed and he set on out. No more asking random onlookers. No, that strategy clearly wasn't working for this case. He had to find hard evidence... but the question at that point was what could be considered evidence? It was doubtful this witch would leave clues left and right and for two hours he was unsuccessful in finding anything.

He quit for that night, but still he did not rest. He poured over his notes, attempting to see if he had misstepped. Had he gotten the city name wrong? Perhaps he misread the name of this contact or even had his timetable wrong? By the morning he had certified that he had made no mistakes. That caused him to twitch with anger. Should he start using his invasive powers to get some answers? If anything, it seemed that was the only way he could progress on this case.

Day four didn't fair any better. He was low on manners by this point and mostly stayed in his room while he poured over his evidence. The only time he left was whenever he needed food and then he was quick to lock himself back in his room. He wasn't sure WHY he was obsessing over this case, but then the memory of that extra cash would hit his mind again. He pushed on and finally his brain couldn't stand it anymore. As night hit the Alakazam dragged himself to his bed and laid on down, pulling up the covers as he aimed to rest only for an hour or two.

As he rested though he could feel something odd happening around him. Normally he would have awoken in such a case, but he felt he didn't need to. He just needed some rest was all. He was probably imagining such sounds after all given his lack of rest over the past few days. He moved about in bed for a bit, yawning and then he felt something rough brush along his side. He muttered and pushed it away as he continued dozing, but then it hit him again. It must have been the covers. He pushed again, but this time it pushed back, jabbing him in his side and he groaned out. Thinking he had probably left some document on his bed he opened his eyes to push at it, but he was met with a strange sight. He wasn't on his bed anymore, at least it didn't seem to be his bed. He shivered as he realized he was on some cold stone slab and he tried to move his head, but he found it was stuck in place with him being forced to stare up at a dark ceiling.

He blinked his eyes and squirmed a bit, feeling some light restraints on his limbs. "Dammit. I hate these dreams." He muttered out.

He heard some laughter in response, "Oh do you? Well, thankfully for you this isn't one."

Lowell blinked and tried to reach out with his psychic powers, but couldn't. "Huh? Where am I?" He asked out, feeling a bit anxious now. This was a dream... right? He could hear footsteps and suddenly a blindfold was placed over his eyes. He cried out and tugged at the loose restraints that held him, "What's the meaning of this!?" He cried out.

A snicker came from the side, "Well well, feisty aren't we?" The voice cooed out. "I know the best way to use that tongue however." Lowell was about to ask his question when he felt something sit on him and something was shoved into his mouth causing him to gag outright. He couldn't twist his head away and could only gurgle as the strange object forced itself deeper into his mouth. "Hehe, perhaps you should try breathing through your nose?" The voice suggested. Lowell took up the advice quickly and took in deep breaths through his nostrils while he squirmed. As he began to calm down he could feel a pair of legs hanging down from his neck, the knees bending and letting the legs swing along and he groaned out. Oh no. The thing in his mouth... oh Arceus no!

He blushed brightly and tried to gurgle more, but the cock pushed in deeper as he heard a disapproving tsk from the one who was raping him. "No no. None of that. You know, we have been following you Lowell. Personally I need to thank you for making this ever so easy. We didn't have any agents in your city, but now we have you. We had plenty of agents here, how else did you think it was so hard to find us? The guards, a few civilians here and there. You can say we infiltrated this city and it belongs to us now."

Lowell gurgled louder as he realized that his very well could be the Blaziken he had been looking for! This... wasn't good at all. He could feel sweat dripping along the sides of his head as more laughter echoed around him, "You should have seen your look as you went every which direction... and we were right under your nose this whole time, though it was in thanks to Buggie that we managed to install those thoughts into your head. You know, the ones where you were so obsessed with finding us that you decided to put off sleep and frequently left your hotel early on? Yes, those were thoughts magnified in your brain. We have all of your evidence here with us and since its safely in our hands once more then that means no great conspiracy unveiling, right?"

Lowell howled in anger as the cock only went deeper, hitting the back of his throat and causing him to tear up. "Remember Lowell. Nostrils." Lowell just grunted as the tip kept kitting the back of his throat, "Mhm... yes, this is a lovely sight. I'll let you know the irony later but for now I think you should know what you're in store for." The cock humped into him ever so slowly, almost as if savoring the act. "You see, we recruit in ways. Yes Rilley got away but that was because he had an newly accepted member into our group who didn't properly know how to recruit. He ran off with the body, but don't worry, we gave him a sound talking to when he got back here."

The cock pulled out a bit so that it laid against his tongue. "Well, here is how it'll work. I'll have my little session to you, reveal something that'll make you gasp, and Buggie will come on in and scramble your brain a bit. He's good like that. Pours propaganda right into your very soul they say. But anyways, you'll forget all about your old life and be happy with us. Of course we have to be careful, can't go left and right abducting everyone you know. We have to be careful, take only those that will help us and not create a liability accidentally."

Lowell groaned and the cock pushed back in deeper. He could feel pre dribbling down his throat and the stranger chuckled, "Well, having fun down there? I gave you a brief summary about what will happen to you... and I think that's really it, so enjoy the show you're having!" The cock resumed pushing in and out while Lowell was helpless to groan on the slab. Every so often the pace would increase as he would feel the cock rubbing along his tongue especially, but then the gentle pace would resume. He never considered himself gay and this sexual act was turning him off quite a lot.

Still, despite his horror at the act being performed on him he still couldn't stop the beast from thrusting into his throat and having the time of his life at his expense. He could feel the shaft throb in his throat and he tensed up, his throat squeezing around the length and only giving his captor more pleasure. The throbbing after a while caused him to gag and gasp for air, but once the cum shot down his throat he couldn't help but tremble in disgust. The cock pulled out and a rope of sticky cum shot out and splattered against his face. "Well well, that was fun wasn't it Lowell?" The voice sneered. "I see you aren't really excited, no worries there my young recruit. You'll be enjoying it once Buggie is done with you."

He could feel hands brushing along the side of his head as his blindfold was pulled off. As the light hit his eyes he cried out and flinched a bit, but he rapidly blinked and the intensity died down. Right above him he could see another Alakazam grinning down. So, he had been raped by one of his own kind had he!? Lowell tugged at his restraints again and glared up, "So... rearranging my mind then eh?" He snorted, "Just try. I've set up mental defenses in my brain that can negate the most intrusive of effects. I'll be found and-"

Laughter met his last content, "Oh? You think you have others that will search for you? Lowell, let me ask this... who did you talk to about this assignment hm?" The psychic's smile widened even more, "You talked to Rilley, yes, but who else? As I said before, we have many agents in this city. You just happened to get information from all of them and they are truly the only ones who know that you're here. You never talked to any of your friends or family or let them know that you were heading here."

"How do you know that?" Lowell asked angrily.

"You can say... you're not as powerful as you think. Yes, you had great mental defenses, but what good is that defense if you are no longer a psychic?"

Lowell was silent for a moment as that statement sunk in and her eyes soon widened, "Oh... oh... "

"Hehe, I hope you loved sucking on your own cock." The Alakazam said cheerfully. "And that you for taking that body off of my hands. I'm certain you'll do well as a Ninetails. The funny thing is that I have your memories in this head of mine as well. I can easily port back to your home, chat it up with your friends and maybe invite them over to the house for a bit. Hehe, just force them to sleep, alter their memories while they rest and recruit more to our cause. As I said before, I must thank you for this wonderful body you donated. The irony will soon be lost on you though. Once Buggie wipes your memories from your mind and installs our propaganda into your mind, then you'll forget you ever were an Alakazam! You'll think that you have been a Ninetails your whole life!"

At this point the Alakzam's length had disappeared back into his hidden sheath, "Now you must excuse me, I have an important meeting to have in your city. I just need to tell a few authorities of a rather crazy Umbreon who believes herself to be another. I'll make sure to send her to a good doctor that will ensure she starts to believe herself to have been an Umbreon this whole time."

Lowell could hear a door creak open and a new voice spoke out, "Is the subject ready for his memory alteration?"

"Yes Buggie. Take good care of him."

"Of course." In the Ninetail's vision she saw a Beheeyem that floated in the air, staring down at her, "Greetings Lowell. Don't worry, you'll soon be feeling happy and content. Should take a few days but I'll get you there. We can't rush things after all, can't cause trauma to the mind and end up with you as a vegetable, right?"

"NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!" The Ninetails screamed as the Beheeyem's hands pressed against the sides of her canine head, "Shh... just close your eyes and breathe. You're going to be a good Reena now aren't you?" The Ninetails had no time as an electric shock was flung into her brain and Lowell screamed.

~~~

"Heh, so she tried to scratch you eh?"

The Alakazam shrugged as he took another sip of his oran juice, "Yes she did. Kept screaming all sorts of things in her delusional state. It was a sad sight, but one that was necessary. She's being sent to a doctor in Tyrex to work out her problems. Hopefully within a year she'll get rid of this delusion of ever being a Blaziken and can be sent to integrate once more with society."

The Nidoking patted the Alakazam's shoulder, "You're a good man Lowell. So, that poker game tonight eh? You better not cheat this time."

The psychic chuckled, "Oh no, I wouldn't think of it! Though after the game why don't you swing by my place? I managed to pick up something in Tyrex that I wanted to show you. You could say that once you see it, your perception in life will change forever."