[Pokémon] The Cave of Theives (PG 13)

[TheAmazingAipom]

This is my first fanfiction ever :) It is divided into parts and this is the first one.


Part 1

I opened my eyes. My vision adjusted to the darkness. Where am I? My ankles were submerged in cold water like I was in a shallow pond. But I felt like I was inside. It was too dark to see anything except for the moon that shone brightly above me. But how can I see the moon if I am inside? Nothing makes sense. I don't remember where I was or what I was doing before I got here. In fact, all I remember is that my name is Brent Irving and that I am a Pokémon trainer. Where are my Pokémon? I check my pockets and they are gone. I began to panic.

"Boomer! Dash! Where are you guys?" I screamed.

Boomer was my Machop and dash was my Ponyta. I was not a successful trainer yet. I only had three badges. I took out my badges, I had three badges. They were smudged and scratched and are illegible so I couldn't identify them. I took a deep breath. The air was salty like a beach. I tried to imagine where I was. It felt like I was in a cavern with a small pond that lead to the ocean. There must be a hole in the ceiling of the cavern and that was why I can see the moon.

My bag was gone, my Pokémon are gone, and memory is gone. The only things that I still have are my badges, which aren't a huge help. I begin to creep around my surroundings. Maybe…just maybe I can find a way out. I can't see anything at all and I begin to get a little more vigilant. I hear my feet splash as I trudge across the tiny pond. I feel little bumps of fish Pokémon on my feet as I walk. My vision is slightly adjusting to the darkness, and I can slightly see stalagmites and stalactites around me. This cave was huge and I feel like I am never going to escape.

Suddenly…I heard a loud crash.


"Boomer?! Dash?!" I cried out.

What was that noise? It sounded like it was to the right of me. I turned to my right and followed the loud noise. The entire cave grew silent after that loud and odd noise. I was beginning to worry that the noise was my pokemon getting mauled. I shivered at that thought. If I lose my Pokémon I am hopeless. I will not have anything to protect me and this cave seems really dangerous.
CRASH!

The second noise was right in front of me. I leapt backwards as I saw a big splash of water. A big blue dragon popped out of the water and roared ferociously. I stumbled backwards and tripped. The Gyrados seemed in pain. Something was disturbing it. I could hardly see the great big Pokémon, but I can notice something very distinct about it. It had a neon green rope tied to its neck. The Gyrados was being pulled backwards by the rope. What was pulling that rope though?

The Gyrados roared once more and it sent a chilling shiver down my spine. More ropes came and pulled on the Gyrados. The Pokémon thrashed around, but it was no match for the ropes. The Gyrados collapsed and I saw a tiny dart stuck in its back. Whoever is doing this is not a Pokémon. The great Gyrados was being tugged away, but I couldn't notice ant humans. It was too dark.
So I followed the Gyrados.

I tried to be as quiet as possible as I followed. I occasionally hid behind large stalactites or boulders. I had a feeling that whoever is dragging that Gyrados has something to do with Boomer and Dash. I realized that I was walking on a rock patch that split the pond in half. This path wasn't natural and I think it leads to something important. I remained quiet and I heard the people whispering as they dragged the Gyrados.

"Oh man! Luther is gunna be overjoyed!" A lady with a pretty low voice whispered.

"I know! This was a great capture!" Another man with a raspy deep voice replied.

"I can't wait to see the look on his face when we hand this oaf over to him! We might get a promotion!" Said a third voice. It belonged to a teenage boy.

"PRIMEAPE!" cried a Primeape.

"SSSH! Quiet down Rocco!" The teenage boy said.

I was shocked to hear the voices. I imagined a muscular and tough teenage boy with a Primape double the size of him. The man sounded tall and muscular as well. The lady sounded mischievous and cunning. This group of people sounded tough and viscous. I wonder who Luther is. I continued to eavesdrop.

"Jack, what have we caught today?" The woman asked.

"Well…this Gyrados…a few Slowbros…and a Ponyta and a Machop." The teenage boy said.

My heart skipped a beat. These people do know where my Pokémon are. Without thinking I leapt forward and tackled the teenage boy.

Everyone leaped backwards in surprise and the teenage boy yelled in horror. He wasn't muscular or tough as i imagined. He was pretty frail. I repeatedly punched him in the chest. I saw his face. I know I have seen it before. His dark and sinister face brings back memories that I cannot capture. Who is this kid?

"Where are the Pokémon?" I demand.

The kid began to cry and moan. I was so filled with anger and hatred. I couldn't control it. The man sprinted up to me and tried to grab me. I spun around and punched him across the face. He stumbled backwards and tripped. His head bashed against a rock. The man was unconscious. The lady shrieked in terror and ran away. I thought about chasing after her but I had a better plan. I searched the man's pockets and found what I was looking for. An ultra ball. The Gyrados was unconscious already so it would be an easy catch. I flung the ultra ball to the Gyrados. The ball swallowed the Pokémon and began to shake rapidly. I waited patiently and the ball stopped shaking. I had the Gyrados on my side.

I sprinted in the lady's direction. She was an extremely slow runner because when I turned the corner I saw her in the distance. I sprinted faster and tried to catch up to her. She looked behind and screamed when she saw me. The lady pulled out a pokeball and a Dodrio popped out. She leapt onto the Dodrio's back and sprinted into the darkness. I lost hope; I could never catch up to that Pokémon.

I collapsed on the floor and closed my eyes. A few moments later I was fast asleep.

 

[TheAmazingAipom]

Part 2

I was in a meadow. The sun was shining above me and the birds chirped happily. A few Butterfrees flew above me. I felt great. I stood up and looked around. The area was just meadow, nothing else. The only thing that stood out was a large Oak tree to the left of me. I walked over to it. The tree was extremely old. The trunk was really wide and it stood about twenty feet. The branches were slim and sturdy, so I decided to climb it. I climbed and climbed until I thought I reached the top. I didn't. Every time I climbed higher I still could make it to the top. The tree seemed like it was growing.

This tree was bothering me. I studied it carefully. There was something odd about it. There were three carvings. They were in a foreign language. It said:

Sumus adventum

Sumus captum

Sumus excisis

I looked at them and was puzzled. What does this mean? For some reason, when I read it a cold shiver was sent dowm my spine. The words encircled a picture of a large animal. It was large and muscular. It had a long tail and walked on four legs. It resembled a Tauros. In its right hand it held a long staff. There was a lighting bolt coming out of the tip. The entire encarving seemed extremely sinister. Suddenly, the branch that I was on cracked and I fell down the tree. I just kept falling…falling down the tree. I fell for ten minutes until I hear a scream.

"WAKE UP!"

My eyes opened wide in astonishment. I was back in the cave. I think. The ceiling above me was completely gold and it shimmered with brightness. I sat up and studied the area. I thought I was in the cave. The walls were solid gold as well. The floor was a thick carpet made with a soft fabric. Hung on the walls were portraits of Pokémon and Pokémon plushies in glass cases. I looked around and realized that the boy I had beaten up earlier was staring me dead in the eye. He held a knife in his hand.

"Remember me?" The kid asked nastily.

"Hmmm… Oh! You were the guy that I beat up horribly!" I said in a cheery tune.

The kid grimaced, "Yeah, but do you remember me from anywhere else?" He asked.

I studied the kid's face. He had jet black hair and big blue eyes. He had a dark complexion and his eyebrows were big and bushy. I focused hard and tried to remember. I took out my badges to see if they could help me remember. I studied the first one. It was scratched and covered in dirt. I spat on it and shined it with my shirt. It was much more legible. The badge was a silver octagon. It had smooth edges and it looked a little bit like a rock. When the kid saw me pull it out he immediately leapt at me and punched me in the face.

"Ow!" I yelled, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?"

"THOSE SHOULD BE MY BADGES!" The kid screamed, "I SHOULD HAVE THOSE THREE BADGES! I SHOULD STILL BE A TRAINER!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" I screamed.

The kid began crying, "How do you not remember?" He asked.

"I LOST MY ENTIRE MEMO-"

"YOU RUINED MY LIFE!" He yelled.

He pinned me against the ground and began to punch me several times. I grabbed his wrist and threw him off me. He jumped at me once more and I caught him and threw him against the ground. The kid pulled out his knife. He screamed crazily and ran towards me.

"I HATE YOU! I WANT TO KILL YOU!" He screamed.

I ran away. This kid was crazy. I ran down a hallway and opened a door without knowing where I have gone. I just wanted to escape from that psycho. I locked the door and set up a blockade out of chairs. I turned around and saw the room that I was in. The walls and ceiling was gold. There was a large rock table surrounded by rock chairs. How could this place be in a cave? I continued to search the area. There were a few beds to on the other side of the room, and on the wall were more plushies of Pokémon. I walked up to one that resembled a Meowth.

"Wow!" I laughed, "This looks so realistic!"

I raised my hand to feel it. It felt like actual fur. I shivered. It felt like actual fur. I took it down, and studied it. Everything looked like a real meowth. It was oddly exact. They couldn't be real. People just don't do that. I dropped the Meowth and studied the others. There were multiple pikachus, and geodudes. They all seemed to be real. One of them really jumped out at me. A machop, it looked real also.

I stared at it. I looked at it in horror. This was Boomer. The size was the same. The face was the same. It even had the same bruise that Boomer got when he fell down a tree.

I stumbled backwards in horror and ran away.

Boomer is dead. I must find Dash.

I was ready to unlock the door, but there was a loud banging noise coming from the other side.

"COME OUT, COME OUT, WHERE EVER YOU ARE!" The kid said.

I froze for a while, not knowing what to do. I set up the blockade again and ran. There was a dark hallway on the other side of the room but I chose to run through it anyway. I looked behind me and saw the kid banging on the door. I didn't even know who he was, or atleast I thought I didn't. I continued through the hallway and saw a door at the end. I stopped when I reached it to read the sign on it: AUTHORIZED PERSONELL ONLY

I went through the door anyway and looked around. The room was huge. There were bigger dead Pokémon here, probably the "prized possesions." The entire room was gold except for a tiny window that showed a good view of the rest of the cave. There was a large painting of a man. He had a sinister smile on his face. He had long gray hair and a dark black mustache. He wore a monocle and looked like a billionare. The face in the painting seemed to follow me as I walked around the room. There were scattered chairs and books everywhere. In the corner of the room was a piece of paper. I picked it up and read it.

Dear Ghetsis,

I am very proud to say that I have stolen and stuffed over thirty thousand Pokémon from trainers all around the region. We found a few wild Gyrados and plan to capture it by tomorrow evening. I have also found a boy in the cave. I do not know how he got here or who sent him here. We believe the great Celebi has sent him here to vanquish us. Celebi and the other legendaries have been our enemies for quite a while now. If you want any of the stuffed Pokémon that I have captured, then please…

The rest of the writing was illegible. They are enemies with the legendaries? They knew I was here the entire time. They have been watching me! This information was too much to take in. I realized I have to be extremely careful now.

I continued to study the room in curiosity. There was a large random boulder.'

"What the hell?" I said to myself, "Gyrados! Come on out!"

I sent out the Gyrados that I captured before. He looked at me in puzzlement, wondering who I am.

"Gyrados! Break this boulder!" I said.

The Pokémon obeyed without question. I think he trusted me already. He lifted his tail and thrashed at the boulder. Piece by piece it broke and revealed an impossible image.

There was a platinum door and on it was the picture I had seen in my dream. This was impossible. It cant be. The words were etched into the door extra deep. This was unbelievable. They stood out more than anything.

Sumus adventum

Sumus captum

Sumus excisis

 

[DarkIceForever]

Welcome to Fan Fiction & Writing forum! First fan fictions aren't always the greatest, since many new writers don't have much experience. But I'm glad to try and help you out any way I can. Without further delay lets get started!


Going into your first paragraph I already found some problems. It isn't smooth to me. Your story is in present tense, I would re-write it to include some narration from now on. It could continue on in 1st person, but the character would have to be recounting the story from the future.

I opened my eyes. My vision adjusted to the darkness. Where am I? My ankles were submerged in cold water like I was in a shallow pond. But I felt like I was inside. It was too dark to see anything except for the moon that shone brightly above me. But how can I see the moon if I am inside? Nothing makes sense. I don't remember where I was or what I was doing before I got here. In fact, all I remember is that my name is Brent Irving and that I am a Pokémon trainer. Where are my Pokémon? I check my pockets and they are gone. I began to panic.

"Boomer! Dash! Where are you guys?" I scream

Rewritten Example 3rd person. You the Author are Narrating the story. Which means your telling the story and everything happening to the character is present tense.​

The young boy opened his eyes and had found himself laying on the cold dark floor. His ankles were submerged in shallow pound. He sits up and can't tell were he is at, it was pitch dark with the only light coming from the bright moon in the sky. Nothing makes sense to him, he can't recollect his memories. The only thing he can conjugate is that he is a Pokemon trainer named Brent Irving. He places his hands inside his pockets and finds them empty.
"Were are my pokeballs?" He says, panicking. "Boomer!? Dash?! Where are you guys?" He yelled into the air.​

Rewritten Example with 1st person; The character is the Narrator. Which means the character is retelling the story and everything is past tense.​

I opened my eyes in the darkness, the only thing visible was the bright moon in the sky. I laid on the cold dark floor with my ankles submerged in a shallow pond. Nothing made sense in that moment, I didn't know were I was or what I was doing there. The only thing I remembered was my name, Brent Irving. As a Pokemon trainer the first thing I did was check my pockets for my pokeballs. They were missing! I began to panic as I yelled out for my Pokemon.​

I yelled out into the darkness."Boomer!? Dash!? Where are you guys!?"​

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So pick which ever style you want You should continue writing it in first person as you are. I found that you keep switching back and forth between present and past tense, which makes it sound weird and not smooth. Your character is narrating the story, but everything is happening to him at a present tense. If you want him to be Narrating then it has to be past tense.To be blunt you really have to pick a form of writing in which to tell your story. It is confusing and it really stops the reader from having a good time reading your story.​

You are breaking some of the basic English rules in storytelling. You have a good story going on. The only thing ruining it is how you write it. It takes work and some research to become a good writer. You have to learn the basics of how to tell and write a Narrative. Alright so I could go on and on. But I am just going to refer to this website right here. Read about what your writing and compare it to your current writing style. Also check out the writing lounge and ask some questions there. There are people here in FF&W that are more experienced than me and will be glad to answer any other questions you have. Anyways good luck and hope I helped you out. I'll keep checking back on your story later. This happens in most parts of your story.​

Check out this link for detailed information! It will help a lot trust me! Once you got all of this down I'll check back on part III. Good luck Mate!

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narrative_mode​

 

[TheAmazingAipom]

@ DarkIceForever

Thank you for the advice i tried to edit Part 1 as best as possible and i will try to apply your advice to Part 3 :)

 

[TheAmazingAipom]

Okay, heres Part 3. I hope my use of grammar was better than the other parts XD

Part 3

I took a step towards the door, and then took a step back. I wasn't sure if I should go in or stay out. I decided to investigate the room a little bit more. I had no clue what was behind that door and i thought that it would be best if i stayed out for now. There were a few bookshelves on each side of the room and books were scattered everywhere. There was a little wooden table with a short dusty chair. I walked over to it. On the table, was a big electronic tablet. It looked like a giant I pad. I picked it up and observed it. The dull black surface almost stared at me. I poked it with a finger and the black surface lit up. Maybe it was a giant I pad!

"What is this?" I mumbled to myself.

The surface of the screen was divided into a dozen boxes. I looked closer.

"OH MY ARCEUS!" I blurted out.

In each of the boxes were videos. The videos were of each of the rooms in this hideout place. In one room, the man that I had injured earlier was in a bed. He was in the fetal position while a woman took care of him. It wasn't the same lady that I chased away earlier, this lady was different. This lady looked about 7 feet tall. She was in a white lab coat. She looked like she was nursing the man.

"I am a jet plane!" The man blurted out.

I leaped back in surprise. I didn't realize that this had sound, and I had no clue why the man would say something like that. I clicked on the box and it grew into full screen. I had a much better view of the room.

"This is rather fun," I thought to myself.

The man must have damaged his brain when he knocked his head against the rock and went unconscious. I watched him leap out of his bed and jump on the nurse.

"Go away!" He yelled at her.

He picked up a syringe from the nurses cart and walked towards her. He giggled menacingly as he leaped towards her. I quickly changed boxes before I could see what was going to happen next.

This next surveillance camera was in an odd spot. There was no light and the whole screen was dark. Suddenly, a man popped up. My heart skipped a beat and I nearly dropped the tablet. I tried to go to a different box but the tablet wouldn't let me. The man was scary. Half of his face was bleeding and badly bruised. He had scars all over his neck. His eyes were bright red and his evil, crooked smile showed only three dark, yellow teeth.

"Hello," The man said.

His voice was very deep and raspy. The sound of it made me shiver.

"I see you have found my surveillance tablet," The man said.

"WHO ARE YOU?" I yelled.

"I have all of your answers," He replied.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I know why you are here, where you are from, why Jack wants to kill you." He said with an eerie tone.

"Then tell me," I retorted, "Tell me everything."

The man smiled, "Are you sure?" He asked.

"YES I AM POSITIVE!" I shouted angrily.

"You don't have any time," He said. "Jack is coming!"

"I HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD! HE ISNT COMING! HE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE I AM! YOU KILLED MY MACHOP! I HAVE TO FIND MY PONYTA IF YOU DIDN'T KILL HER ALREADY!" I shouted.

"Don't be stupid boy! I know who Jack is! He works for me! Once he comes, he will catch you off guard and kill you!" He snapped back.

"Why do you care if I live anyway? YOU KILLED MY MACHOP!" I screamed, I was now yelling at the top of my lungs.

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang from the door. I heard the man snicker.

"He's here!" He laughed.

I looked at the door and then back at the tablet. The man had disappeared. I was filled with rage. This man killed my Pokémon and thinks he can get away with it! I know what I will do. I will have to destroy this organization one person at a time.

"HEY! I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!" Jack hollered.

I pulled off a loose leg of a chair. It is better than nothing.

"COME AND GET ME!" I yelled back.

"OKAY!" I heard Jack yell.

I heard Jack roar as the door busted into pieces. Jack glared at me; I could tell that he was surprised by his own strength. I stared back at him; I tried to look as dangerous as possible. He held his knife in one hand and clenched his fist with the other. I could feel the hatred for me in his eyes. What could I have possibly done?

"This is going to be great!" He snarled.

He leapt at me with his knife. I took the leg of the chair and swung it at his head as hard as I could. He fell backwards and into the bookcase. Books collapsed all over him and he lied there for a moment. I heard him whispering something. I couldn't understand anything. It sounded like Latin. As soon as he stopped whispering. He stood up and stared at me again. A dark aura surrounded him.

"What the hell?" I said nervously.

"Sumus adventum... sumus captum… sumus excisis," Jack whispered.

I almost stopped breathing. I looked at the mysterious door. The letters turned dark green on the door. Jack was surrounded in a dark aura and was chanting the words on the door and on the tree in my dream. This was ridiculous.

"Sumus adventum... sumus captum… sumus excisis," Jack whispered again.

His knife grew into a sword and it was surrounded by a dark aura similar to Jack's.

I immediately sprinted to the tablet; i hoped that the man could help me.

"HELP ME!" I pleaded.

There was no response.

"PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP!" I cried.

Again, there was no response.

"Sumus adventum... sumus captum… sumus excisis!" Jack shouted.

He began to develop muscles and his shirt ripped off. He grew about 5 feet taler. He looked like the Incredible Hulk now and he roared loudly.

I snatched the tablet and ran towards the mysterious door. Jack roared and slashed his sword at me. The speed was amazing. Luckily, I was able to dodge it and slide under his massive legs. I walked up to the door.

SMASH!

The loud noise startled me. Jack tipped over a bookshelf. Piles of books scattered everywhere. The shelf blocked the mysterious door. There was no way of a quick escape now. However, i could fight my way out.

"Go Gyrados!" I hollered as I sent out Gyrados.

I couldn't believe i was using my Pokémon against a hulk-like human, but it was the only way that I could live. Gyrados looked at Jack and then at me.

"Gyrados?" He said.

"Yes, you are fighting this guy." I said back.

Jack took his sword and tried to slice Gyrados.

"Gyrados dodge it!" I commanded.

Gyrados leapt out of the way.

"Now use Hydro Pump!" I yelled.

Gyrados charged and then unleashed the powerful shot of water. It hit Jack; knocking him back. Jack tumbled into the wall and left a huge, gaping hole. He stood back up and charged at Gyrados. He leapt at Gyrados, and slashed as hard as he could.

"GYRADOS!" Gyrados screamed.

He fell back in pain. Jack continued to slash at poor Gyarados. He was bleeding horribly and his flesh was mutilated. I stood in horror as I watched my own Pokémon get killed. This was crazy. I couldn't take it anymore. I saw two of my own Pokémon die. Right before my eyes. Boomer is dead. I looked over and saw Jack pounding on Gyrados. Gyrados was obviously dead. I wanted to go home, but I didn't even know where home was. I began to cry. Actually, crying isn't the word to describe it. I was absolutely sobbing.

Jack stopped pounding at my dead Gyrados and looked at me. I hated that kid as much as he hated me now. Why was he working for that guy that I saw in the tablet? Why the hell would he kill my Pokémon? I took the leg of the chair and chucked it at him as hard as I could. It struck him in his neck and he hollered in pain. Then I turned around and pushed the bookcase aside.

Without any further reasoning with myself; I turned the golden knob and walked inside.

 

[DarkIceForever]

He giggled menacingly as he leaped towards her.

I think you mean manically,right?

This lady looked about 7 feet tall. She was in a white lab coat. She looked like she was nursing the man.

I just have to say this...SHE IS HUGE!! WOW! Lol

He began to develop muscles and his shirt ripped off. He grew about 5 feet taler. He looked like the Incredible Hulk now and he roared loudly.

I guess the incredible hulk is a okay discription, but I would have been nicer to see you discribe it with your own words. It kinda feels like you got lazy and just told your readers. "He as big as the incredible hulk". Instead you could say he was extremely bulky, he grew an extreme heavier build..or something like that. Try to be more orginial when discribing your characters.

Jack took his sword and tried to slice Gyrados.

"Gyrados dodge it!" I commanded.

Gyrados leapt out of the way.

You misspelled Gyarados, It's not Gyrados. Watch out for that, make sure you spell check on your own. What I like to do is go on the internet and handwrite the pokemon's names on a paper that I would use for a chapter.

That was unnecessary. I mean would you stand in front of a guy who is about to slice you with a sword until somebody orders you to move? Gyarados instinctively would get out of the way. Right? Unless it's a robot.


To be honest your story feels like it has random acts of violence and gore. It's like your just trying to present your readers a dark gore fest, with not much story to support the killings. You just kill off pokemon. T_T

 

[TheAmazingAipom]

To be honest your story feels like it has random acts of violence and gore. It's like your just trying to present your readers a dark gore fest, with not much story to support the killings. You just kill off pokemon. T_T

What did you mean when you said this and How should i change my story to fix it?

 

[DarkIceForever]

What did you mean when you said this and How should i change my story to fix it?

That's up to you. It's pretty dark and gorey for me. It just feels like the pokemon die too soon for almost for no reason. You should check out the Beta Place in the writers lounge and request a Beta Reader. See thier take on your story. Im not a beta reader so I can't help you there. I'm just here to read your story and tell you what I like and don't like about. Keep writing your story how YOU want it. Don't let reviewers drastically alter your story for you. That's why they have beta readers here to look over your writing and story as well as advise you on stuff like this.

 

[TheAmazingAipom]

Part 4

When i walked through the door it was completely dark.

"Hello?" I asked.

I turned to the door to go back into the room with Jack. There was no door. I began to feel claustrophobic and my palms grew sweaty. I breathed heavily as I tried to find a way to escape. I got on my knees and crawled around. Nothing was visible at all. My eyes weren't adjusting to the darkness. I stood back up and brushed myself off. Sweat dripped from my forehead and a droplet slid across my cheek.

I heard giggling and I shifted my attention to the giant tablet that I had brought with me. The man was staring right at me with a huge grin on his face.

"You are trapped. Unless-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP! WHERE AM I?" I screamed. I was happy to cut him off. I felt in control.

The man looked at me in anger.

"You fool! I own this place! NEVER CUT ME OFF AGAIN! I OWN YOU FOR ARCEUS-SAKE! YOU ARE IN MY TERRITORY" He yelled angrily.

I felt my cheeks grow red in embarrassment. Luckily, he couldn't see me.

"Now, where was i?" He said, "Oh yes! You are trapped… unless you find the exit."

"Uh… no duh! Where is this exit?" I asked.

"Don't be a wise guy! You will regret it!" He told me.

Then he smiled suspiciously, "Now what is the fun of showing you the exit?" He laughed.

In anger, I slammed the tablet on the floor. Glass shattered everywhere. I chucked the tablet into the darkness. I looked down at the floor and roared in extreme anger.

SPLASH!

Water? There was water up ahead? I walked in the direction where I threw the tablet. Within a few steps, my ankles became submerged in water. I continued to walk forward though, despite the sheer coldness of the water. I felt tiny fish Pokémon nibble at my toes. I continued to walk though, in complete darkness. The water was up to my shoulder by now, but I tried to act unscathed. My feet scraped against the rocks on the bottom of the floor. They were horribly scraped and cut, but I continued to walk. I was never going to stop. Even if I died.

Suddenly, I bumped my head onto a hard metal object. The object began to spark and I leapt back. It was lighting up slowly. The light revealed where I was. The light seemed to travel up the object until it reached the top. Noises of static filled the room and the top of the object was finally lit up. The light was brilliantly bright, it was almost blinding. It was the only source of light in the whole room but yet it lit the entire room up. I looked around at the room I was in.

I was in a huge pool of water, it looked as if I had a mile to go before I could get to the other side. On the side where I came from, was just a marble floor with a barren wall behind it. The door had disappeared somehow. The walls were pure dark bark, the bark was peeling off and rotting. It revealed another layer of fresh bark behind it. I had bumped into the only column in the entire room. I must have started the lights when I bumped into it. On the other side were stairs. I couldn't tell what they lead to, but I knew they lead to something important. There was also a giant package in the middle of the floor. It was just lying there, untouched.

I continued to swim to the other side. I saw hundreds of fish swimming under me. They all just ignored me though, as if I wasn't there. None of them were running away or anything. They seemed like robots or something. I looked across at the package again. The mysterious box just lied there, waiting for me to open it. There were countless possibilities of what could be in it. Maybe there was another Pokémon or another weird symbol that could possibly kill me? The water was getting more and bitterer as I swam. The coldness shook me to the bones. My lips were turning blue and I was shaking rapidly.

I reached the end and crawled to the surface. I breathed heavily and collapsed to the floor. My clothes were cold and wet. They provided no warmth at all. I coughed heavily and gasped for air. I felt immobile and numb. My wet hair dropped cold droplets upon my body. I sat there for a while to regain my strength. After a few moments I tried to stand up. The pain was gruesome. That water was extremely cold, I had frostbite in many areas all around my body, it was especially bad on my left leg. I limped over to the box and opened it carefully.

I peeked inside. There was nothing at all. There was some tissue paper and foam, but nothing else. I walked away disgusted. That box was just a distraction. A simple mind trick to make me actually think I had hope. I limped over to the box and kicked it with my good leg. The box flew into the air and smashed into the bark wall. It tipped over and the tissue paper and foam poured out. I noticed something glimmering in the pile though. I tossed the tissue paper and foam aside to see what it was. I gasped dramatically. It was another giant tablet. It flickered on and the man's ugly face appeared once more. Rage was already building as soon as I saw him.

"Im back!" he laughed.

"Not you again…" I mumbled.

"You have gotten this far, I think you deserve some truth." He said.

"What?" I asked.

"Every time you get passed an obstacle I will answer three questions." He stated.

"So what do you want to know?" He asked.

I thought about it for a moment. Did I want to know why I am here or why he is killing the poor Pokémon? Many questions filled my mind. If I found out about him first, then maybe it can help me with future obstacles.

"Ok who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Griffon." He stated, "That was question number one!"

"That's it?" I yelled, "Are all of your answers going to be that brief?"

"It depends," He laughed, "That was question two!"

"Shut the hell up." I grumbled.

I had one more question. I had to ask a specific question. A question that could actually get me answers.

"Can you tell me why i am here?" I asked.

That was a good question. Now he has to tell me my whole history.

"Yes I can." He giggled, "Oops! That was your last question! Go upstairs now if you want to get more answers and escape."

"What am I escaping?" I yelled.

Suddenly, the man's face disappeared and there was only a blank screen. I screamed in anger. My scream echoed around the room. I switched the tablet back on and saw the twelve boxes once more. I clicked on one that looked oddly vague, to see if I could notice anything.

I peered closer.The picture was strangely pixelated,as if no one wanted to see it. The woman that I had chased earlier was stuffing my Gyarados. I shed a tear as I watched her. I just got my Gyarados and it was taken from me way too soon. She hummed a happy tune as she worked. I noticed another person sitting beside her. The video was way too pixelated for me to tell who it was. The lady looked over at the person.

"JACK YOU ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY! WAKE UP!" She screamed.

How could that be Jack? I thought that Jack was an 8 foot tall, extremely built, and murderous kid. The Jack that was on the screen was normal. Like he had been before he…grew. I stared at the tablet dumbfounded. How could this be? Jack remained sleeping and the woman got angry.

"IF YOU ARE GOING TO SLEEP ON THE JOB THEN DON'T WORK FOR US!" She screamed.

Another man walked into the room. The woman stood up and bowed.

"Good evening Griffon." She said politely.

I shuddered when I realized that Griffon was there.

"What is going on?" He asked in his evil, raspy voice.

"Jack is sleeping on the job. You must punish him immediately." The woman said in disgust.

"Okay. But how should I punish him?" Griffon asked.

The woman paused for a moment, and then answered.

"Remove his powers and send him to the boy." She said mischievously.

"Haha! Great idea Beth!" He laughed.

Griffon raised an arm towards Jaack. Jack swiftly leviatated in the air. He was still in his sleep. Griffon whispered an odd incantation and Jack began to have another aura around him. He had a dark aura, and then a red one, and then a blue one. Beth stood and watched in amusement.

"Serves him right." I heard her whisper.

Suddenly, Jack was slowly fading away from the screen. He was disappearing. Griffon laughed malignantly as he snapped his fingers and Jack disappeared. I was absolutely horrified.

"Oh no! I forgot to wipe his memory!" Griffon yelled.

"Then do it now!" Beth yelled.

"I can't. It is too late. He must be present if the memory wiping curse could work." Griffon explained.

BOOM!

There was a loud thud behind me. I turned around and saw Jack lying on the floor in pain.