The two people in team Pyrokinesis were exploring their path forward past the town. They had received their request, for a big reward of two reviver seeds. The mood for those two was sombre and apologetic. Something hung over their heads, something scared the two, but neither wanted to chat about it. They both knew of the dangers ahead, but neither wanted to think about them. They both knew that the strange dungeon would be fought differently, something about mysteriosity.
"So wait, if we go in there, it'll be different? Different how?" Jeremy asked, shaking his head.
"I don't know, it just says different." Eliza said, shaking her head.
"Maybe it'll be less push and shove?" Jeremy replied.
"I don't know, didn't I just say that? Maybe we'll just not have to fight." Eliza stated, it was quiet, for a little bit. The dungeon was close to outside of town, the dungeon was Rambling Woods, recently altered by it's mysteriosity, any exploration teams would have to contend in more active combat.
They were coming close to the dungeon, the dirt was hard packed, and there were leaves and twigs scattered across the ground. The smell of decaying leaves, and dried blood permeated the air, creating an undesirable atmosphere. It wasn't just the atmosphere that was undesirable though, there was a hanging aura, a sense of doom permeated the area, heavily affecting the atmosphere, but having no other ties to it. No, the evil energies were caused by some dastardly deeds much deeper in. Luckily, these two would only have to go to floor five, then they would warp out. Simple one, two, three.
"Alright, there's just the request to finish, not much work, right?" Eliza asked, nodding her head.
"Shouldn't be, we were just requested to get to floor five." Jeremy said, smiling.
"Well, I'm not so sure, about this with the mysteriosity thing…" Eliza shook her head.
"Nothing to worry about, I swear. It'll be a breeze." Jeremy said, smiling.
"If you say so… There's something that feels like it'll hurt though." Eliza said, shaking her head.
"Well, we should be fine. Nothing too bad can happen." Jeremy said, walking in the entryway.
"Alright then. If you say so." Eliza muttered, shaking her head, and following Jeremy in. Slightly quivering.
"Alright now to… Why does it feel like we're further than we should be?" Jeremy asked, looking around, noticing the ground wasn't like a dirt, and it was almost pitch black, the only thing he saw was just near to him.
"Maybe we are, the forest shouldn't be this dark on the first floor." Eliza figuring that this world follows similar logic that the forest gets thicker the deeper in you go.
"Maybe we already passed level 5? Is that possible? Do we have to return to the first floor?" Jeremy asked, there was a staircase down in the room they were in, with only one plan of action they went down. It seemed that they weren't going to be able to complete the request. Even as they progressed downwards in a new dungeon, there was something strange going on, no Pokémon were attacking, and they were moving up fast, floor after floor. They seemed to progress down fourteen flours.
"Hey, welcome to floor five!" A voice yelled, "You did good, this dungeon always gets strange on this day of the year. Occasionally something really weird happens with the fighting, but that didn't seem to happen." Jeremy turned around, and saw a paras, he didn't recognize it immediately, but something inside of him just clicked. He then noticed that the room was completely bark. Much like a tree, except it had one wall open.
"Speaking of fighting, I believe you owe me my allowance." Jeremy always had a problem with keeping a tab on his reactions, and knew that someone was bullying the paras in front of him. It didn't sound very menacing, but evidently Paras knew the voice.
"N...Now Spearow? I don't think it…" The Paras started, before getting hit by a wing attack.
"Yes, now. You owe me past month's also, so I'm expecting it to be all in this packet that you're going to give me." Now Jeremy heard the menacing in his voice. Jeremy was panicking, they were five floors above the forest in a tree, it was dangerous. He knew one wrong move and someone might get knocked off the edge, not a good thing to fall from this height.
"Stop, I won't let you take his money." Eliza stepped in, she had kept a cool head. Jeremy looked at her and saw some regret in her eyes, almost as if she was doing something that she would regret.
"Heh, as if you have a choice. Unless you beat me, I think I will be." Spearow spoke solid blood. Jeremy got angry, his panic was over, he had to help the innocent. He started moving to the enemy and saw his sister use Psyshock. Then proceeded to Fake Out Spearow when he attempted to use peck on her. Jeremy was confused as to how this worked, in dungeons the attacking was turn-based, so how was his sister able to attack twice. She also counter the bird's attack…
"The fighting is weird today it would seem!" She yelled, the paras just simply nodded. Jeremy finally figured it out, the fighting was live, and this was his specialty. He used quick attack to close the gap and used his feet during a backflip to scratch Spearow. The Spearow used a Whirlwind, attempting to knock one of his two assailants off the edge, so Eliza spun stones around in the opposite direction using Psyshock to counter it. Jeremy used Fire Spin to mask his next attack, which was a quick attack through the fire, aiming for the enemy's head would cause some pain, which he would follow up with another Fire Spin to trap his enemy. The Spearow knew this fight wouldn't go his way, so he flew over Eliza and landed behind her.
"Give up you bully, these two will win for me!" Paras yelled. The spearow nodded, and hit Eliza in the eyes with Sand Attack. She stumbled backwards, and held her eyes, Jeremy saw the world slow down, what he next saw he would never forget.
"I give." Spearow cried as he struck Eliza with a Whirlwind. She was sent flying to the edge of the room, and slid off. The only thing holding her up was her paws, and her claws within those paws. Jeremy raced over to Eliza, and tried to grab her with his wings, for getting that he couldn't grab her. The enemy who had done this just stared and laughed.
"I'm sorry." Eliza started, she shook her head, she knew this was coming.
"I JUST GOT YOU BACK, you were my only friend, please find some way to save yourself!" Jeremy started yelling, then quieted down.
"I know, that's why this is going to hurt, but there is no way, the only one that could save me is the one we're currently fighting, and if you've seen what I've seen, this is better. For you, for me, for the whole world." Eliza said, in a soft voice, she didn't want to leave him again, but she saw the world ending, and her getting stuck in neverending torment if he died.
"No, I can't lose you again." Jeremy said weakly.
"Goodbye, and should you get the chance, go back home. You're life's just about to the upswing and happy ending."
"NO! I can't accept this! Please! I'll do anything!" Jeremy cried, not really to himself now, but for the entire world.
"Goodbye, my dear brother." Eliza said, letting go of the tree, a melancholic smile touching her face. Jeremy sat there and watched as his sister fell to her doom. He snapped, his rage consumed him. He wouldn't stop attacking his sister's killer, and ignored any and all yells from Paras and his victim telling him to stop… His memory ends there.
"Is he okay?" A voice asked, it sounded like it regretted something.
"Yes, but he's in a lot of pain. I suggest that we leave him be. He has his reward in his pouch, now it's time to leave town, son?" Another voice spoke, it was much deeper.
"Yes, dad?
"Don't ever do this again, you know of our curse. 'Those that attempt to rescue us will lose something dear to them." The deeper voice seemed to quote. Jeremy blacked out again.
When Jeremy woke up it was nearly night, he was just walking blindly down the tree, not knowing what he was doing, not knowing what he was looking for. He stumbled, dumbstruck and silent. There was no cheery voice by his side, there was no warmth emanating from his partner in wealth. He was truly alone, only his rage alongside him. He heard the crunch of frozen dirt, the ground was cold, and dead. He looked around, seeing nothing, and kept walking, he knew he would find something eventually.
It was a walk around the tree that finally noted that he found what he was looking for, she was lying there, arms crossed, seeming to sleep. He walked right over to her side, a line from one of his recently read books came to mind. "She'll always be in other moments of time,' but now is time for a funeral. There won't be any 'so it goes' here." He said, just to himself and the mourning woods. he was sitting down next to her body, there was conveniently a pile of leaves and sticks next to him, he stared at her cold, white body. There was a single beam of light, a moonbeam from the heavens, shining down on the area, and it was on her. "I wrote this eulogy for you the first time you… You know, but I was heartbroken when my mother announced that my father would do the eulogy. HE hadn't even been there… Here we go, I suppose. Eliza, or formally known as Elizabeth, was a well mannered young girl, and what happened to her was a tragedy. She will undoubtedly be forgotten among those who she wasn't known well, but she had forward thoughts and creativity to spare, she shone in situations where the only light was a deceiving light. She chose to do things that others wouldn't or couldn't, she wanted to grow up to be a scientist, but never got the chance. She was suppose to change the world, but never got the chance. Her current predicament is unfortunate, but as life seems to point out, death is inescapable. She died of cancer, but to the end she remained happy and hopeful. In her last moments she cried. The first time she had ever done publicly, and she said she was crying because she never got the chance to save a life. I'm sure if she were here today, and here watching, she would be repeating these final words. She had a life short, but perfect, just like she strove to keep her hair, and her record." He said, he started crying after the eulogy, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." He said, shaking his head. While his tears echoed through the forest, he had collected a crowd of various Pokémon, mostly Deerling and Sawsbuck, but there were other Pokémon, two Absols and a Umbreon. There was a legendary watching from a distance, also crying, but no one but the legendary would know.