Blizzard
"We really should find some shelter!" Dawn called over the thundering wind. She pulled her thin coat closer to her body. Snow swirled around her. The miserable cold
Had taken control of the valley. Dawn's feet hurt. They had been walking for three days straight. She could barely see Ash blazing the trail in front of her. "No way, were almost there." he called. Dawn could just barely hear his voice over the howling wind. Brock trudged through the snow alongside Dawn. "Ash, We should stop. We can continue towards the gym after the snow clear. "the breeder said. Ash turned around. His black hair blew around his face in the wind. Pikachu clinged to his shoulder. It was obvious the Pokémon was cold. Even Ash was cold. "I guess so." the trainer said. He had really wanted to get to the gym tonight. Dawn peered around. All she could see was snow falling. "I see a cave!" Brock said. Dawn couldn't see it though. She hugged her jacket closer to her body. Still, she was freezing. Following Brock's lead, Dawn and Ash finally saw the cave. It was carved into the side of a huge snowy mountain. Dawn could see a distant light coming from the cave. "Looks like we're not the only ones trying to get out of the cold." she grumbled. As soon as she stepped into the cave, Dawn instantly felt warmer. She saw why. A boy with purple hair and dark eyes sat in the cave tending a fire. The warmth from the fire brightened Dawn's face. The boy tending the fire did just the opposite. The boys name was Paul and Dawn had met him several times before. He was arrogant and cruel. He treated his Pokémon like machines. He was
snobby and could never remember Dawn's name. Paul looked up and saw the shivering trio. "I really didn't want to see you guys. But the storm seemed to have plans. "Paul mumbled. Ash sat down on a rock. "Sorry Paul but as long as we're here. We have food. "Ash offered holding up his backpack. Paul smirked. "If we're going to eat we have to go farther into the cave or some hungry Pokémon might come after us. Even the stupidest of trainers would know that. "Paul said. Ash stood up. "You know what Paul. If you're so smart, why don't you go find your own food? "Ash argued. The trainers face flared a shade of scarlet. "I do have food." Paul retorted pointing to the bag next to him. Dawn's head hurt from the cold. She couldn't stand this arguing. Fortunately, it was Brock who stepped between the two trainers. "Enough! We can both share the cave but we better get deeper into if of you want food. "the breeder said. Paul looked down at the fire. "These caves are known to cave in. But we don't have any other choice. Unless, you want to starve to death. "he mumbled. Dawn noticed how depressed Paul looked. As stood up and threw his bag over his shoulder. "What are we waiting for?" the impatient trainer said. Paul stamped out the fire with his boot. He looked up at Dawn. Her face was pale and her cheeks were red from the storm. Dawn's felt butterflies in her stomach as he did. There was something behind his blank stare.
The group began to navigate the caves. No one spoke. Dawn coughed awkwardly. She couldn't help it though. She was surely getting sick. Her cough echoed off the cave walls and disappeared. Then, out of the silence, the unmistakable sound of falling rocks echoed through the cave. The rocks above Dawn began to crumble. Bits and prices of the earth fell in her hair. Suddenly, there was a deafening crack as the ceiling split apart. Dawn gasped. She was frozen with fear. She lost her breathe as something hit her hard. It was Paul. He pushed her out of the way, as the remainder of the ceiling crumbled dividing them from Ash and Brock. Paul lay on top of Dawn until the rubble stopped crumbling. Then he stood up quickly. Dawn looked up at the pile of rubble. There was no way they could dig through it. She was stuck with Paul in caves that twisted underneath a mountain.