Part 1

"Can you see one?"

His Pokémon companion shook it's head with a sullen and drawn out "Tynamo."

"Oh man, it's already getting late. We'll have to head back soon, and we came so far."

The blonde boy sat on the highest hill of Route 12, his Tynamo bobbing up and down beside him, watching the grassland below.
The sun had already half set now, and twilight was creeping in. The area below was becoming increasingly shaded by the surrounding yellowing hills as the sun sank further. Over to the east, a flickering light was hastily moving away through the trees, most likely a trainer and their Ponyta riding to Lacunosa town. "Let's sweep the area one more time."
He turned and made his way down the hill. He had travelled two days to this spot in hopes of catching a rare bug type, but had come up unlucky so far.

"Hey, Christian!"

He stopped quickly at the recognition of his name, causing Tynamo to almost bump into him. Curiously it peered round it's trainer to see who was there.

It was another trainer, looking up at the pair from the bottom of the hill with a cheesy grin. He recognised her, however only from earlier that same day when they had first met.

"Did you find the Pokémon you were looking for?"

"Nah..."

"Oh that's a shame. Still- I found mine!" Any real disappointment she felt for him was very quickly overshadowed by the joy of her own victory.

"Ah good, did you have to net many humans to find it?" If she was going to throw it in his face, he may as well jest her in return at every opportunity.

Having only spoken to her for a maximum of five minutes earlier that morning, when she swung at him with her bug net, from what he could tell she was a seventeen year-old trainer named Elle, from a city surprisingly close to his own, and was more oblivious than obnoxious.

"You're not still mad about me trying to net you, are you? I mean you are blonde..."
"Doesn't mean I'm a Combee."

"Go easy, my Pokénav lit up like one was near and I just heard you coming, that's all." she explained.

Used to his fairly mundance C-Gear, he replied in puzzlement, "That Pokénav gadget does some weird things..."

"You should get one! They're mainly the product of Hoenn but that doesn't mean you can't get a hold of one! Anyway, I asked my Combee and she knows where a Heracross around here lives! Forgive me?"
Elle's new Combee sprang out of it's great ball, which she held out in her open palm. It fluttered in the air for a moment, all three of its faces a picture of blank innocence, before turning and taking off.

"Are you serious? Maybe I will if you show me right now." After having no luck at all, he was genuinely hopeful at this prospect.

"Cool!"

She grabbed his sleeve and ran after the Combee, who frankly, looked more like it was fleeing than leading.
They ran around a few more of the hills and entered the thickest section of forestry and half-tumbled down a particularly steep and muddy bank, the only path ahead now through the nastiest looking shrubbery.
The two unsure humans paused and Tynamo eyed Christian up sorrowfully as he levitated up and over, well clear of the thorns.

Combee was getting ahead of herself, now almost out of sight.
"No wonder we didn't find one, who even knew Route 12 had an area hidden like this?" he mused, in an attempt to ignore the obstacle they would inevitably have to clear.
"Well…" Elle grimaced as she held out and hand and pulled back some of the thicker, less spiky branches. Christian could have sworn what happened next was malicious, but with Combee's chubby smile who could tell? It head-charged into Elle's back and pushed her through the bush, her emerging suitably worse for wear than on entry.

It orbited giddily around her shoulders, blissfully uncaring. Christian proceeded to climb through the Elle-shaped hole as he observed her patting herself down and picking the twigs from her hair.
A little further along Combee gestured it's body over to a small clearing surrounded by a wall of bushes with a gleeful, "Bee, bee!"
Christian and Elle both crouched and approached quietly, peering over to see...

A Dunsparce lying there, dormant and uncaring.

Combee flew in circles overhead, exclaiming it's name repeatedly, clearly enjoying itself far too much.
"Whatever, I'll take it. -Tynamo!"
Tynamo darted into line with Dunsparce, who may not have even been paying attention.
Christian was about to issue command when a startling scream from behind demanded his attention, he turned not sure what to expect Elle's predicament to be.
Elle was flailing wildly, face smothered by honey, Combee making a hasty retreat.

"Tynamo, charge beam... On Combee."

More than happy to oblige, Tynamo turned and raised itself in the air then fired a straight shot through the leaves, shocking Combee for a few seconds before she fell to the ground.
Christian calmly retrieved Combee's dropped Pokéball from the ground and walked into range to return the insect to a prison it would hopefully not be released from again. In the half minute that passed on his way back, Elle had regained her composure, and sight for that matter, and was waiting for him with a slightly less convincing grin on her face this time.

"Elle, your Combee is a bitch."

Part 2

Elsewhere...

"Thank you Beheeyem, you can stop using flash now." In a nod of acknowledgment, Beheeyem's fingers stopped blinking and her body returned to its usual clay colour.

The corridor they had just emerged from had been pitch black, but now here in this large, open chamber, makeshift torches burned with ghostly fire along the walls.
The trainer looked around in amusement, like a true tourist taking in the sights. Except the only sights were a few piles of assorted pottery dotted around the corners of the chamber, and many pillars, some way more intact than others. The whole thing would have been one bland blend of grey if it were not for the glow of the fires.
Then his sight slid over something in the centre at the far end of the room and his eyes widened. It was a set of double doors, set in the stone. One of the pillars had fallen inwards to rest on the other framing the door.

And inset above, was that a golden coffin?

"Beheeyem, use Telekinesis." Beheeyems fingers and eyes glowed a luminous blue, and a matching glow enveloped the pillar as, with a slow arc of it's arms, Beheeyem used its power to shift the obstruction to the side of the door. No sooner had the pillar touched the ground, a set of blood red eyes shone from the coffin above. Four large hands of shadow burst from the Pokémon and it pulled itself out from its place in the wall, dropping to levitate centimetres from the floor, demented eyes fixed on the intruding trainer.

"Sorry Cofagrigus, I saw this coming, you can't shock me. Are you guarding the door?"
Cofagrigus' only response was a swift pitch of will-o-wisp from one of its hands, which Beheeyem intercepted midway with psybeam. Blue fire and rainbow energy danced and disintegrated in front of him, but he was not phased.

Cofagrigus turned to Beheeyem with a glare. There was a moment of complete silence as it paused to consider its opponent, a ball of ghostly fire already burning and ready to throw again.
"Yes, if you hit my Beheeyem with will-o-wisp you'll become burned too, I don't think that's a strategy to go for."

With a cry, Cofagrigus lunged forward, all four arms stretching and grasping at Beheeyem. She dodged the first two, left then right, a swift bout of telekinesis to repel the third and then down for the fourth. The trainer yelled,

"Telekinesis again!" and Beheeyem had her opponent suspended in the air, unable to move.
"It's trying to negate your ability with Mummy," he explained to his Beheeyem, "we can do this without physical contact though. Use Psybeam."

Cofagrigus roared, and although it could not move its body, another arm slid out from the coffin an hurled a shadow ball as Beheeyem took aim with its free arm, the other holding Cofagrigus aloft. Beheeyem fired psybeam and moved simultaneously to dodge, skewing the arc of the beam to skim Cofagrigus and breaking the concentration of telekinesis.

Cofagrigus followed up with hex, a great aura of purple energy radiating around it's body as purple fire was summoned around Beheeyem and lashed out at her.
"You know what, Weavile would work better here. Beheeyem Return." And with a quick zap of red light, Beheeyem was taken back. "Go, Wea-!"

The man had barely finished putting Beheeyem's pokéball on his belt to reach for the next one when Cofagrigus withdrew its arms and launched itself at him with a jump off the air, It's body swung open, and the trainer saw nothing but endless spanning darkness inside.
The arms came again, but from the centre of the darkness inside the coffin this time, first restraining his arms.

"Hey, you're a violent one!"

He struggled all he could, but Cofagrigus' grasp was absolute. It laughed it's name ominously while lifting the helpless trainer into the air, then a pause to let him stare into his doom one more time and, thump. The trainer was consumed wholly into Cofagrigus' darkness and the coffin body slammed shut immediately behind him.
Cofagrigus turned slowly to face the door that the trainer had so desperately sough to open, and it opened. Very slowly, and with a grinding of stone, revealing brilliant white light beyond.

Then, Cofagrigus floated casually past the threshold and beyond, as the door began to close in it's wake.

"Oh dear. Well at least my body made it in."