An old, rusted
Cadillac pulled around a bend in the road overlooking a lake. Off the
inside of the bend sat a small business complex. The parking lot out
front was empty. The car pulled into the parking lot with a sudden
lurch, and curved straight into a spot. Out from the driver's side
came a young man. He was thin and pale, with smooth, but
quickly-combed brown hair. He adjusted his blue tie and stepped
nervously toward the suite labeled "Gala's Un-Identity
Service". Before he entere

A knock came from the
front door of a well-kept apartment. A young lady named Kate, got up
out of a reclining chair and walked up to the door. She was thin,
blond, and tall with about 22 years on her. Opening it, she found a
Gardevoir just barely shorter than her. Her figure was surprisingly
humanoid, but only slightly more than normal. She looked up at the
lady with a composed stance. "Hello, is this Kate Filan's
residence?" Kate tensed up a bit at the sight of a Gardevoir at
her door