September 22nd, Ichu Ruins
My colleagues and I had stepped once again into the eerie depths of the Ichu Ruins. The ruins were akeen to those we excavated in Johto. Each sandstone wall was covered in markings that symbolized Unown. Not alike the Ruins of Alph, were several carvings of people sitting on thrones, sitting beside what appeared to be a duck with a dent in its head. Much like a kappa, as one of my colleagues pointed out to me. I should really give credit where credit is due; as I truly cannot say this person is merely a colleague, but an old friend and renouned expert on Pokemon, none other than Samuel Oak, Professor of the Kanto region.
As we descended deeper and deeper, I felt an odd presense. Not like that of a Gastly or a Haunter, as if someone inside these ruins didn't want us here. The small whines of Unown came from within the walls, several phasing between the walls of this otherwise narrow hallway. Another colleague of mine by the name of Todd assisted in logging many of the Unown's activities, along with the ruin walls, by means of photography.
After another few meters of walking in that hall, we came to a room with four pillars, placed as if they were supporting the room. The Unown came and went through the walls, unaffected by our presense in the ruins. Oak was keen enough to pose the possibility of a disturbance within the ruins. I held the lantern I had in my hand up, the light pierced quickly through the darkness, revealing a lower, fifth pillar placed in the middle of the other pillars. I rushed ahead with excitement, adrenaline racing through my veins. I rushed up to see what appeared to be the figure of a bird carved from limestone, moss leaving only small open gaps of bare limestone as it trailed off onto the pillar. I ran my hand along it, the moss tickling the palms of my hands. Oak and Todd backed off slowly, my questioning glance posed Professor Oak to point behind me.
I swiftly turned around. What I believed to be a statue was in fact a Pokemon, and it was at that moment I regretted the expedition of the Ichu Ruins. The Pokemon, retaining all the qualities of the statue, opened its eyes quickly, a beautiful shade of blue glowed from them. My immediate regret faded away as my curiousity peeked. The Pokemon spread its wings, its wings spanning to the walls on either side of it. My amazement continued rising and rising as it stood up, no bigger than the height of my shin. For such a small Pokemon, it had an amazing wingspan.
It was then when I noticed Professor Oak and Todd had evacuated the ruins, and it was just me alone, face-to-face with an undocumented, previously undiscovered Pokemon. As it let out a blood-curdling caw, I ducked. The entire chamber became overcome with a great breeze as the Pokemon flew right out of the ruins. I collected myself as the wind died, and I noticed on the ruin floor in front of me lay a moss-covered feather. I placed it in my bag and stood up, noticing an eerie blue glow on the back of my hand as I began to walk away. I turned and noticed what appeared to be an egg. The blue glow soon subsided as moss quickly covered it, revealing the shape of an egg. I walked up quickly as the Unown detected me one by one, putting it in my bag and running out of the ruins.
As I now sit here against the entrance, my colleague's begin tell me they didn't see anything fly out of the ruins. I accept their theory of a possible hypnosis, not succumbing to proving myself right. I'm laughing inside as I write this.
With the egg and the feather in my bag, I repeat to myself: It was my discovery.
Not Oak's.
Not Todd's.
But mine.