Stone of the Sun
Chapter 1: Friend and Foe
The air was so thick, it was suffocating. "I've almost got you" Kane snarled, blood running down his right arm. He was close. The cold night air felt like it was cutting Kiaya's face as she dashed through the grassy fields. She was headed towards where it all began.
Her head was foggy and disoriented; she could not let him catch her. As she thought this her foot found a small volcanic rock hidden in the tall meadow. She was flung to the ground, rolling twice before stopping. Almost as quickly as Kaiya hit the ground, was Kaine on top of her. Quickly he grabbed her wrists and pushed them forcefully into the dirt.
"You're mine now"
A few weeks earlier….
Kiya circled the parameter of the volcano. It has always lured her. Vibrant strokes of amber and crimson lick the night air. The warmth, the heat of it had a strange way of sending chills down into her bones. It was a place she could not seem to stay away from tonight. She paced, restless.
She had been here many times. It was usually in the dead of night, when sleep evaded her and the fire whispered her name. The bubbling lava entranced her by its beauty and left her in awe of its power. The volcano was an active one; occasionally allowing its contents to run down its north side toward the pokemon inhabited Bad Lands. The Bad Lands were made up of active lava, hardened lava and burned land. It was a perfect place for fire type pokemon. People themselves did not dwell there.
The air tonight was harsher and thinner than normal. The lava bubbled up menacingly, not in spite but in warning. Kaiya felt fearful, she wasn't sure why. Something was coming; something was changing. Kaiya stopped pointedly and turned toward the eye of the volcano. She stared into it with fierce eyes.
The volcano smoldered under her eyes. It let out sharp hisses of popping lava. Kaiya's legs began to shake. "I can take it" she whispered, feeling the energy in the air shift. In what seemed like a reaction, the lava grew even more threatening. It began to swirl, rumble and sway. The lava seemed to draw nearer to her as it attempted to leave its container made of earth. Kaiya stumbled backward, unable to stand the intense heat of the nearing lava. From deep in the earth the lava ventured to the surface, at an increasing rate before it emptied out the northern end, via a path carved by thousands of years of volcanic eruptions.
The heat was too intense; Kaiya was in too close a proximity of the gushing lava to be safe. Beads of sweat trickled down her breast as she headed for the southern exit, off the volcano and toward Callani city. However the heat was draining her quickly, sucking out her energy. It wanted her there. She had accepted the challenge and the volcano now intended to claim her.
This was the last thing Kaiya remembered before the smoke of the volcano faded to black and the heat filled her body entirely. This is where is began.