“WAIT FOR ME!!!” Drew yelled entering the chamber. Drew tripped and
fell on the ground in the chamber. Out of breath, Drew explained
“Sorry for being late.” Drew got distracted. “Oh hey Emerald!” Drew
shook his head. “Anyways, I was trying to catch up to you.” He
smiled and scratched his head. “Sorry! Hey, where’s Fortem?”
Meka let out one last scream before falling unconscious.
Winter stood in a battle position and used ice shard on a group of
Golem, not looking at his ally, and acting on instinct. He planned
on powering through to get whatever treasure they were after.
"H-hey, what's going on?" He asked, as a sandslash swiped a claw at
him. "Why are you attacking us?" He prefered to reason instead of
fight, and since these were pokemon too, maybe they were just
upset? "We're sorry to be tresspassing," He tried, but it probably
wouldn't work. In that case, the vulpix (Winter?) would probably
think he was useless...
[Drew]
Emerald had been pounding on the door that Fortem and Winter had
entered. "Drew!" He turned around, smiling slightly. "Erm...they've
gotten in there and now are probably locked in battle. Can you come
with us to check the right door?" He pointed to the remaining door
that was unlocked.
[Fortem, Winter]
A Golem would use Earthquake. It seemed like battle was
inevitable
[Meka]
Meka would fall into a natural cave. There was an exit, so she was
no prisoner.
Reluctantly, Fortem saw that talking would be no use. These pokemon
probably had lives too... harder ones than himself. He sighed, and
quickly jumped on a sideways stone edge coming out of the wall to
make himself immune from the quake. He summoned one for winter too,
just in case he needed it.
Meka simply lay asleep on the ground, it may be a while before she
woke up.
Winter gave the Lycanroc a look. What was he doing?! Was this the
same guy who'd been mocking Meka? What right did he have to insult
her when this was his first instinct? He decided to stop
paying attention to him and fired an ice shard at the golem who
used earthquake and grab one to use his ice blade on yet another
opponent, slashing it and sending it back, him holding an ice sword
that looked a lot like Zacian's blade.
Fortem' sent a wave of stone edge spikes at the pokemon from his
own rock, trying two at once to hit both attacking pokemon. They
were only 3 rocks each, but were decently tall. However, the tops
weren't perfectly pointy, so it was more like being hit by a truck
than being stabbed. That was fine with Fortem, but he winced
slightly as he saw the pokemon go flying. Seeing other pokemon...
hurt him. He didn't know how else to describe it.
"Go get them while their down!" Fortem called to winter the vulpix,
knowing that he, himself, wouldn't do well dealing any sort of
harmful final blow, and that winted was clearly a skilled fighter.
He sent another sand attack, rendering their eyes useless.
“Wait what?! Locked in battle?!” Drew said a little stressed. He
calmed down, and was ready to check the right door. “Of course I’ll
check it with you.” Drew came to the right door and looked at it.
“I hope this has a way to help Fortem and Winter...” Drew thought.
“Hopefully they are doing fine.”
[Drew]
Emerald would go with Mewtwo and Drew to the right room. There
wasn't any danger here to be seen but there seemed to be plenty
of...old texts...?
Winter obliged, using ice shard at the knocked away opponents. He
grabbed an Ice blade just in case one of them gor back up, adding
powdered snow to it to make it bigger.
[Fortem, Winter]
The pokemon went down. Fortem and Winter both seemed to have gotten
slightly stronger from the battle? Regardless, the doors on both
end were opened
Fortem diverted his eyes away from the fallen pokemon, and turned
to winter. He dipped his head, and his tail wagged a little bit.
"That was a great move!" He complimented. "You're a good battler."
He hoped this pokemon didn't have a high ego he was contributing
to, but he seemed fine, be it a litte cold (mind the pun).
He faced the door. "Should we go into the next room, or find the
others?"
Winter looked at the open doors. Looks like the battle was over?
His ice blade shrunk back into a shard, but he decided to keep in
intact just in case he needed it. He looked at Fortem, wondering
what he'd been thinking. "Yeah, thanks." He went toward the door.
"I'm sure the others can handle themselves. Let's go." Still being
a little hurt and knowing this cheerful fellow had hurt his friend
made his words a little flat, but he didn't bother correcting
himself.
Drew looked at the old texts. “Hmm...maybe these could helpful.”
Drew thought. Unsure about taking them, he went over to Emerald to
ask. “Hey, Emerald, I was thinking about taking some texts with us
and bringing them back to camp. What do you think?” Drew asked
unsurely.
[Drew]
Mewtwo put a hand up. "Hold on...I can read this." Emerald looked
at Mewtwo, incredulously. "You can?" Mewtwo cleared his throat and
started reading. "The instruments are...vital...to reuniting the
spirit with its owner..." He read slowly...
[Fortem, Winter]
Either door was open, so it was their choice