Hi again! I have to say I'm glad I posted this it's getting really fun! There are many unsung heroes that seem to have no past. I can't write about all of them, I can try though! Anyway new chapter!

Rocks fell blocking the entrance to the ruins, trapping Brandon in an inky darkness. Fiery pain gripped his left leg. Twisting his head to glance back Brandon saw his leg pinned under one of the rocks. Looking forward again he saw the out line of the man and his Makuhita. Brandon dug his nails into the gravely dirt resisting the urge to gasp in pain. Slowly the man walked down the passageway oblivious to the boy. Letting out a small sigh of relief Brandon tried to pull his leg free from the debris, which only caused another surge of pain.

'That's not going to work' Brandon thought numbly as pain rippled down his leg. He silently cursed himself for his arrogance. He thought he could be a hero instead of being buried helplessly under rocks. ' I'm an idiot.' Brandon thought vilely.

An ominous cry filled the room.

"Duuuskull."

The cry was low and filled with mourning. Like one someone would use if grieving for a loved one who had passed. The hair on Brandon's neck stood on end, he knew the ruins were inhabited with Ghost type pokemon. He had no intention of meeting any. Fear giving him strength Brandon struggled to pull his leg free, but to no avail. Suddenly a shadowy figure appeared. It had a wispy body the color of shadow, and a gleaming white skull for a face. But the most disturbing part of the pokemon was its singular red eye that moved between its eye sockets. A Duskull.

"G-Get away!" Brandon shouted his voice cracking with fear. The Duskull looked at him with curiosity, almost as if it was puzzled by Brandon's actions. Its eye suddenly darted upward and stared to wear the rock had pinned down his leg. Suddenly the Duskull's eye glow blue and the rock was enveloped in the same light. The rock was lifted upward freeing his leg.

"That was a Confusion!" Brandon sat upright gently rubbing his leg which was throbbing in pain. He watched the Duskull warily but it didn't seem aggressive.

"I'm Brandon." He said to the Pokemon. Duskul's eye stared at him intently then nodded.

"It's almost like it can understand me!" He thought enthralled. Brandon had never really been close to Pokemon. Wild Pokemon were skittish around humans and most people in Spruce Village didn't have time for rising their own. He had heard the Pokemon and humans could form bonds with each other, deep enough for them to communicate without words. Could that be what was happing to him and the Duskull? Being this close to a real Pokemon thrilled him and scared him at the same time. Cautiously he held out his hand to touch it. The Duskull instantly pulled away.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you!" Brandon said hastily, cursing his stupidity for believing it would jump into his arms like a pet. The Duskull stayed a safe distance away from Brandon for a moment, then glance down to his leg.

"It's fine! Just a little bruised." He assured the Pokemon. Suddenly Duskull headed down the passageway, then back at Brandon.

"You want me to fallow you?" The Duskull bobbed his head. Brandon was very apprehensive about continuing down the tunnel for fear of seeing the man with the Makuhita again. But the Pokemon stared at him not wavering. Grudgingly he stood up a walked down the passage. Utter darkness consumed him. Brandon felt adrenaline course though his blood stream. His eye adjusted to the darkness and he saw the Duskull ahead. He slides his hands along the cool stonewall and walked faster. Taking deep breaths trying to remain calm.

I know it's very short! The next one will be longer I promise. I haven't been updating lately because of band practices, but I have a week off so expect an update around Friday or Saturday. Did you like it? Review it then! Or if you want a certain character or ideas PM me! Untill next time

~Marvelcomics