Lisbeth was awoken by the sound of something crashing through the trees beside where she was sleeping. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw that the morning sun was already beginning to light up the forest with an orange glow. She sat up just as a black shadow came tumbling out of the trees, a little bit beyond her campsite.
The shadow ran frantically toward her.
"Hey, what do you think you're -" Lisbeth called.
"Help me, please, come quickly!" The shadow cried frantically.
As it approached, Lisbeth saw that the shadow was a man. Lisbeth stood up.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"My house, it's burning! My daughter, she's still inside! Please, trainer, I need your help!" The man was covered in soot and grime, burns covering his hands. White streaks ran down his cheeks where he was crying.
Lisbeth realized that the orange glow wasn't the sun, but the glow from the man's burning house.
"Lead me there." She said.
"This way!" The man took off into the forest, Lisbeth trailing behind.
They flew through the trees until the came to a clearing and there was a huge house, burning. The flames licked up higher than the trees, and parts of the house were beginning to crumble.
"Her bedroom is up the stairs, third on the right." The man said.
For one horrible moment, Lisbeth knew that going into that house meant possible death, but she pushed that thought out of her mind and ran into the blazing house.
"Tepig, stay!" She yelled over her shoulder.
The staircase was in the middle of the foyer and was beginning to crumble from the fire. As ran through the blazing house and up the staircase, she could feel the flames licking her ankles and a blistering pain shooting up her legs.
Running up the staircase, there was suddenly a splintering crack and Lisbeth's foot fell through the burning step. Then there came that sickening moment when Lisbeth felt something in her ankle break. She cried out and pulled her foot out of the broken step to see it covered in blood.
But she took a shaky breath and continued to limp as fast as she could up the stairs. Her hands were blistering now too.
The walls of the hallway were roaring with blazing flames. Lisbeth didn't hesitate before limping down the hallway to third door on the right. The door handle was glowing red with heat. She realized that she would have to kick the door open and that meant putting weight on her ankle.
She took a deep breath before kicking with her good ankle and balancing on her bad one. The door flew open and she bent over in a horrible splintering pain.
It took a moment to pull herself together, but Lisbeth stood and entered the little girl's room. The room was empty.
By now Lisbeth was having trouble breathing. The fire was sucking up the oxygen in the air and she was only breathing in dry, hot air. She was going to have to find this little girl quickly or she was going to run out of oxygen.
"Hello?" Lisbeth yelled. "Are you in here, honey?"
She did a quick search of the bedroom, losing hope quickly. The girl was nowhere to be found.
Lisbeth was going to leave the room when she heard a small thump. She turned back around, trying to hear the source over the roar of the fire.
There it was again. Lisbeth reentered the room and threw open the closet. There, huddled in the corner with a stuffed teddy bear, was a little girl.
Lisbeth opened her arms. "Honey, I'm going to take you to your daddy. Come on, let's get out of here."
The girl stared up at her with frightened brown eyes.
"It's okay. Let's go see your daddy." Lisbeth said again.
The girl crawled out of the closet and into Lisbeth's arms.
"That's a good girl."
Lisbeth scooped the girl into her arms and was relieved to find her light as a feather.
She limped as fast as possible down the hallway. Suddenly, there was a loud crack and a huge flaming beam fell down in front of them, right through the floor. A giant gaping hole was left where the beam fell.
Lisbeth stumbled backwards, but caught herself before she fell down.
"Honey, is there another staircase?" Lisbeth asked the girl.
She shook her head.
So it was going to be jump or die.
"Honey, I'm going to have to throw you across, okay? I'll jump as soon as you make it over." Lisbeth explained.
She didn't wait for the girl to respond before swinging her across the hole. The girl made it across and tumbled to the ground.
Lisbeth took a few steps backward. She took a shaky breath before launching herself across the gaping hole. She cried out as she landed on her injured foot. But she kept pushing through the pain, pushing through the pain of her ankle, her blistering feet and hands.
She scooped up the little girl again, who was too shocked to cry, and limped down the stairs.
Lisbeth's vision was beginning to fade and she couldn't breathe anymore. It was only a few more steps to the door, which had blown closed. She could feel herself beginning to collapse and sunk to her knees, just a few feet away from the door.
Before she slipped into unconsciousness she whispered to the little girl, "Go."
That part certainly wasn't in the game. I though that the story needed a bit of excitement instead of traveling and battling all the time, so that's why I added the fire scene. Did you enjoy?
