Pokeumans: Burning Ember Ch15

"Alright, Psychic training!" Flint said happily, shifting into an Alakazam. "How do I do Psychic stuff?"

"Like this." The Headmaster said, his Psychic picking up a dummy and throwing it at her faster than one of Alessandra's Aura Spheres.

Flint screamed and raised her hands to block, sending the dummy upwards with a somewhat weak arc. "Oh." She realized. She grabbed a training dummy and swung it around her head, laughing. "Years of playing weird Bethesda games have prepared me for this day!" She declared, swinging the dummy around and throwing it away.

"Great. Now, the interesting parts of being a Psychic... Entering minds." Byron said, and opened Flint's mind.

Flint saw herself standing in a stone labyrinth with many doors, Headmaster Byron in front of him. "So, this is your mind. I've seen worse."

"Hey, screw you! My mind's awesome." She said, flipping him off.

"It's a basic labyrinth layout. You should work on this place some time."

"How do I get into your mind?" Flint wondered.

"Stop focusing on your own mind, and push your way into my mind."

"How do I do that?"

"You know how to alt-tab on a computer, right?"

"Yeah."

"Do that."

Flint Alt-tabbed and found herself in some new room. All around her was blue, with white lines flying towards her. It was like the super background of a fighting game, and she was floating weightlessly, surrounded by a purple outline.

"And here, we have a visual representation of our current mental struggle, that which decides who enters whose mind." Byron explained. "Tackle me!"

Flint screamed and pushed herself forwards like she was using Flare Blitz, her cone of purple crashing into his black cone. He was pushed back a little, but didn't really seem to be trying at all.

"Impressive! But raw power and determination will only get you so far. Try to outwit me. Get some leverage! Get me off-balance!" Byron dared.

"I fucked your mother last night!" Flint yelled.

"Not like that." Byron said, rolling his eyes.

Right when he wasn't looking at her, she suddenly poured on the power, orange aura burning around her, quadrupling in determination and force and charging right into his chest. She pushed him back farther and farther, the white lines stopping and beginning to fly his way as a purple portal formed behind him. They flew through it, and she found herself standing in front of a massive vault door with two computer keyboards for a passcode keyboard.

"Good job. For that, I think I'll let you in. Don't touch anything." He said, the vault door falling down like a cardboard cutout, and she could suddenly see the rest of the room.

It was the largest library she'd ever seen. It was a larger library than she could have possibly seen. Bookshelves were everywhere, and when she wondered how big this place was, her new psychic senses reached out and informed her that his Mindscape was seven times the circumference of the earth itself, and thanks to the speed at which his mind moved, she could spend weeks reading in here and find only a second of real time gone.

"Woah." She said in shock. How... How powerful was this beast?

"Enough." Headmaster Byron said, what may have been a smirk forming on his face.

"How did you know what I was thinking?" She asked.

He stared flatly. "Flint, where are we right now?"

She knew the answer, and said nothing.

"Now," He said, his Psychic picking her up and taking her through the purple portal, carrying her through the Battle Zone, and putting her back in her own mind. "Infiltrate the Kadabra's mind, and change it."

Flint "Alt-tabbed" and woke up in reality, and set her sights on the Kadabra's mind. "Are you ready to get wrecked, you shitload of fuck?"

"You're a beginner, don't push your luck." The Kadabra said with a roll of his eyes.

"Are you rhyming now?" Flint asked.

"Accidentally, yes." He muttered.

Flint pushed her way into his mind, entering the Battle Zone and pushing a surprised Kadabra into his mind, finding a mediocre library with a supercomputer in the middle.

"Now, how do I make you do stuff?" Flint asked.

"After defeating me in a mental battle, you'd be able to bring up a computer of your own and control me, look through my memories, implant orders for me to obey, and so on. Some prefer to pull a book out from behind their backs and write in that, but I prefer the computer method and so should you, it's faster."

"Cool." Flint said, summoning a computer from the floor on a big table, connected to the ground. "Declare 'It's The Nutshack' whenever you hear the word 'Nut' or 'Shack'." She typed.

"Wonderful." He said, rolling his eyes.

"Now say It's The Nutshack for twelve hours straight!" She wrote with a grin.

"He- It's the nutshack!" He yelled. Flint alt-tabbed to reality to see him chanting what she told him to. "It's the nutshack. It's the nutshack. It's the nutshack. It's the nutshack."

Flint laughed at her newfound ability. Memes weren't just the lifeblood of our culture and society and the building blocks of our identity, but the raw essence of consciousness itself. And now, she could turn anyone into a sleeper agent for spreading her memes. A memer agent. She had power unseen! No, power unmeme! She could force anyone to become a memer, and the world would know the sound of the Nutshack eternal!

Flint laughed maniacally, then shapeshifted back into a Blaziken. "Well, that was fun."

"Excellent." Byron said, smiling as he wiped the 12 hours of Nutshack order from the Kadabra's mind, but kept the Nut and Shack=Nutshacks order intact. That would be funny. "Finally, there is this Machoke."

"What's he going to teach me?" Flint wondered.

An unusually tall Lucario six feet in height entered the room. "Sorry I'm late, I ran into something stupid." He said. "Where's the aura girl?"

"He's here to help teach fighting techniques to you. As for the Lucario... He's here to drop the A-bomb on you." Byron said.

That sounded incredibly weird in his voice. "A what?" Flint asked. "Is that a wrestling move?"

Byron sighed. "You have aura. He has aura. He is going to teach you to use aura."

"Did the, uh... thing you went through at the base... give you aura, or did you have it before they got you?" The Machoke asked.

"I think the procedure gave me aura manipulation abilities." Flint said.

"Which means she has a working way to give aura to all the Pokéxtinctionists she wants... Will the procedure work on humans, or only on Pokémon? Either way, aura is a dangerous tool in the wrong hands. To say nothing of these transformative capabilities, or how intertwined they seem... Flint, train hard." Byron ordered. "Soon, a H.U.R.T. strike team will be assembled, and I want you on it. The Pokéxtinctionist base will be found and destroyed, and whatever information on this procedure will be captured while you take down that Charizard."

"Got it." Flint said. "So, Machoke, what's your name?"

"Jackson." The Machoke said.

"And the Lucario?" Flint asked.

"Micheal." The Lucario said.

"Wait, my Micheal?" Flint asked.

"No, a different Micheal. This is a large base, it's not inconcievable that some of us would have matching names."

"Got it. Now let's master some mother****ing aura techniques!" Flint yelled mightily.