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"You two aren't the only ones," Donald replied, feeling goosebumps raise as his Porygon-Z stuttered the seven hour warning from his phone. He checked over his keytar to make sure it was working.
"Thank you, everyone, for your understanding and acceptance," said Donald, feeling as grateful as he was when he broke the news to Jeremy. All that was left was revealing himself to his birth mother, Macie Lightfoot; and he didn't know how she would handle the news. That would have to wait until she was liberated from Team Magma.

"I hate to interrupt the f-f-f-f-family reunion," Porygon-Z interjected through Donald's phone, "But the performers have rehearsals to c-c-c-c-complete and time is not on your side."
"Listen up now for I'm about to tell you a tale that can shake up what you know…" Donald instructed.

Flashback, Donald's 15th Birthday

Donald and his school friends had been partying at the Los Paseos Event Center in San José, some of whom brought their Pokémon including the birthday boy. "Make a wish, Donnie," said one by the name of Raúl. Donald nodded, took a deep breath and blew out all fifteen candles on the cake. Everyone else cheered, sang Happy Birthday and gave Donald three cheers. Almost immediately afterwards, Donald's Eevee started glowing a bright white light. "Looks like your Eevee is giving you a present," another friend, Michael, remarked. Donald watched as his Eevee grew in size, became feline in shape and gained a forked tail. The glow subsided to reveal an Espeon in Eevee's place. Cheers issued forth in celebration of a Pokémon evolution during birthday festivities, but Espeon fled to a quieter area on receiving an onslaught of foreign thoughts due to having just awakened her psychic abilities. "Is Espeon alright?" Michael asked.
"Well, how would you feel if you suddenly became a telepath?" Raúl rebutted. Michael understood where Raúl was going as Donald returned with Espeon in his arms and the party continued.

Donald returned home in the evening. "I'm home!" he announced.
"Donald, could you come over here?" his mother asked, "We have something important to tell you."
"Okay," Donald acknowledged, joining his parents in the living room.
"Donald, we adopted you when you were a baby," his father dropped.
"What!?" Donald exclaimed, "You mean you didn't…and I was just…" At that point, Donald ran off to his room and broke down.

In Donald's room, his newly-evolved Espeon came out of her Poké Ball and immediately sensed the sadness in her trainer's mind. She snuggled with her trainer and started purring while soothing Donald's mind with psychic vibes. Soon Donald's stress melted away and his mind was regaining coherence. "
There, there, Donald, it's alright," Espeon consoled through telepathy, her gem glowing a soothing red, "Just because they didn't make you doesn't mean they don't love you." Sensing what Donald was about to ask, Espeon continued with, "If you really want to know who your biological parents are, leave it to your Pokémon and me. In the meantime, the parents have ordered your favorite Mexican and they're putting your favorite movie on."

After a night of watching
Wreck-It Ralph and eating Zona Rosa takeout with the parents, Donald retreated to bed. Espeon called Beldum out and the two worked to rewire Donald's brain so it can function at peak efficiency with Beldum providing the technical details along with tutoring Espeon on how to use her new psychic abilities better. "Thank you for taking care of me," Espeon said in parting "Good night."

Over the course of a week, Donald had been using his newly-improved intellect to develop a lot of software and do some white hat hacking for some local businesses and corporations who gave him permission. Donald's phone rang and he answered, "Hello."
"Is this Donald D. Lewis?" a voice asked.
"Speaking," Donald answered.
"I am the COO of Silph Company America and I want to thank you for cleaning our systems of malware and helping us trace its origin. We have captured the malware in question: a Porygon-Z and appropriate measures have been taken against the party responsible for its intrusion into our systems. As compensation for your help we have authorized the delivery of said Porygon-Z by Same-Day Delivery through FedEx to your address. Have a nice day and continue using our products." At that point the call ended and an hour later the package in question had arrived.

After another week had passed, Donald had become a bit more popular in school after using his new friend to Impidimp the social media profiles of various school bullies and now he was prepared to find out who he really was. "Ready for some hacking, Porygon-Z?" Donald asked.
"R-r-r-r-ready for deployment," Porygon-Z answered.
"Execute Phase 1 of Operation: Birth Name," Donald commanded.
"E-e-e-e-executing," Porygon-Z acknowledged. Donald watched on his phone as Porygon-Z searched various National Adoption Agencies for anyone with the given names Donald Darren. "One entry found in American Adoptions California."
"Access the record found," Donald commanded.
"Accessing…" Porygon-Z acknowledged, "Access has been granted."
"Let's see…" Donald said as he looked at his birth parents, "Father unknown (IVF sperm donor)? Macie Lightfoot? Isn't she a celebrity?"
"Searching surface web…affirmative on her being a c-c-c-c-celebrity," Porygon-Z answered, "Macie Lightfoot is known as The R-R-R-R-Rising Star."
"I have my doubts that anyone would believe this even with this document," Donald replied, "Porygon-Z, execute Phase 2."
"E-e-e-e-executing Phase 2 of Operation: Birth Name…" Porygon-Z acknowledged, starting a search through genealogical records, "Birth record found for Donald Darren Lightfoot in Familysearch.org database. Birth mother: Macie Lightfoot."
"That seems corroborative," Donald commented, looking through the record, "There's even genetic proof of her being my birth mother. Porygon-Z, you may play on
Pokémon Mystery Universe for a while."

Over the course of the next month, Donald had procured notarized copies of the records he and Porygon-Z had accessed and filed a successful motion with the local court to have his name changed back to his birth name Donald Darren Lightfoot.

End Flashback


"And that is how I, Donald Lightfoot, found out about my familial connection to you guys," Donald concluded.
"ばか、" Shiranui muttered in reply, "Did you want me to try and land one for you?"
"Mission complete," Donald stated to himself, "Porygon-Z, execute Code: Double Take."
"E-e-e-e-executing," Porygon-Z acknowledged.

Donald stepped out and caught up with Lisa and Nicole. "Hello, I'm Donald Darren Lightfoot, the Digi-Enforcer and the one who helped you escape from Team Aqua," he introduced.
"It's in Arceus' hands now," Donald stated before resuming his rehearsals.
Donald opened his phone's message app and got Lisa and Nicole's phone numbers from his Porygon-Z before sending a message to them.

Lisa, Nicole, Anistar's Hisuian Braviary and Alice's Onix are making their way to your locations to take you back to our concert in SLMO. Please lay low until their arrival and turn off your cell phones lest TA finds you first. Your long-lost brother, Donald. PS: check your things and clothing in case they planted GPS trackers on your persons during your abductions.
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This is why you turn of autosave, and manual save as soon as you hear the shiny jingle. I think I've caught about 4/5 shinies in Legends alone.

I only caught one outside of the shiny Ponyta from the sidequest and it was a Zubat.
"Locations c-c-c-c-confirmed," Porygon-Z notified after tapping the GPS data of Lisa and Nicoles' phones, "Transmitting d-d-d-d-data…" Knowing that Anistar's Braviary was part Psychic, Porygon-Z materialized out of Donald's phone and telepathically sent images of maps with a teardrop-shaped red blip indicating where to fly. Donald sent an anonymous hot tip to the Chicago PD Intelligence Unit with the probable location of Team Aqua's hideout. Two other investigative bureaus were chosen as carbon copy destinations: the FBI and Interpol.
"I just sent hot tips to the Chicago police, the feds and Interpol," Donald stated, "I figured the local cops would want some backup dealing with a Japanese criminal syndicate that desires to increase ocean volume and wipe several island nations off the map."
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Jeremy: Really? Can your Porygon instant teleport from place to place?

Sandy: Passion Kiss, Are you kidding? That's not exactly possible for one to do. You can't ask him to do that. What if it's something rather dangerous?

Jeremy: It might be... But then again... there might not be any danger. He did say that his Porygon was practically one of a kind.

Anistar: What'll you do? What can we do? Do we know as to where in Chicago they are?

Saphiroth: I... I could always hope that we might have a way of figuring that out.

Darlene: Same here.

"My Porygon-Z can do all that if it uses a device with internet access like any other Porygon," Donald answered, "Like all data, it can go at the speed of light to its destination. As for your question, Anistar, nearly every cell phone in this day and age uses GPS to track its location. All I need to do is tap into their phones and use their GPS signal to narrow their location to within a yard or two."



Jeremy: We need to issue a rescue party. Who you think we know off hand that can instigate a rescue recon?

Sandy: No idea. Donald.. Care to quibble on who can do a rescue? A fast snatch and grab and rescue fast?

If Lisa and Nicole were actually on the loose and free... would they be truly on the run? Looking to be rescued and saved? Who was gonna do the fast rescue? Would it be in time for the Concert that was foretold to be the next day?

"It's a long shot, but an anonymous tip-off to the Chicago PD Intelligence Unit might set the ball rolling," Donald answered.

Jeremy: That explains it highly. However... now that we're at Level Orange... it means that... there's a very high chance of there being trouble. So... we have to be on the guard and be prepared for anything to come out.

Would Lisa and Nicole be rescued... or would they have to find their own way back?

"Roger, Sergeant," Donald acknowledged before opening the voice interface app on his phone, "Porygon-Z, execute Code: Fast Pace and see if you can transmit GPS location data of Nicole and Lisa Lightfoots' phones to this unit."
"E-e-e-e-executing…" Porygon-Z acknowledged, "R-r-r-r-running Cyber-Zamazenta and Cyber-Watchog." The two apps were respectively a firewall and location tracker app of Donald's creation.
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