Somewhere in the hot deserts of the Sahara a team of scientists had been at a site digging for the past four days. Most of them were tired and worn out and just wanted to go home, home to their warm beds and breezy weather. The sun that day proved rather hot and burning than usual.

Deep into the site there was a cave being explored by a group of scientists and several diggers. Suddenly the air got faster and the sound of engines dominated the air waves. They looked back and saw a helicopter landing near the cave.

A man in an Italian dark blue suit hoped out and looked around at the site and then focused on the cave. One of the head scientists went over to greet the man.

"Ah, you've finally made it colonel." Said the scientist in a British accent. He stretched his hand out to shake hands with the colonel but he did not extend the same courtesy. He simply looked at the man's dirty hands and handed him a handkerchief. The colonel walked towards the cave and said in a rough deep voice.

"When do you expect to find the stones professor?"

"Well, we've been digging for hours on end so I believe we'll find something soon enough. Would you like to take a look around?"

The colonel scuffed and looked at the cave. He glanced back at the man and walked towards the cave's entrance. At the entrance he looked about and walked inside to see for himself. On the walls there were drawings, symbols and text that he did not understand. The scientist saw him looking about and said as he showed him the way.

"Well, this language is rather complex. It uses drawings and symbols to lay out its stories and teachings. I know it sounds like ancient Egyptian but it is nowhere near it. We've been digging and studying these symbols none stop so—"

"I did not pay you to study whatever symbols or drawings you would encounter! I am paying you to find and bring me the stones!"

The colonel looked at the scientist with frightful eyes. Eyes filled with anger and a hint of madness, this frightened the poor man and he backed down as the colonel walked on. From deep in the cave a man covered in dirt came running out screaming in excitement.

"We've found it! Professor, we've found it!"

The colonel gasped and ran towards the man yelling and said, "Where is it?"

"Oh, please follow me colonel."

The man led the colonel and professor deep into the cave. After running down what seemed like stairs they were soon walking on a hallway. The markings on the stone walls indicated that the place was very old indeed. At the end of the hallway they ran into a room. The room of course looked more like a shrine; it had markings all over the walls and roof. At the far end there was a decorated wall with an altar, a simple none decorated altar with just a stone box upon it.

The colonel carefully opened the box and inside was an old book. The colonel picked it up and held it high up in awe and disbelief. Although he'd frozen there for almost 50 seconds time itself seemed to have frozen as well as he laid eyes upon that book. That very book he so desired for over 26 years.

Finally the colonel set the book on the altar and opened it. It wasn't really a book; it was just a small treasure chest disguised as a book and inside was five gems, five gems in different colors. One blue, one red, one brown, one white and one purple. As he picked them up he whispered to himself.

"Magnificent! Earth, wind, fire, water and spirit! I hold in my hands the five elements of nature and they're all mine."

"Um…excuse me, sir." Said the scientist as he slowly approached the happy colonel.

"What is it?" Said the colonel in a rather happy tone which kind of scared the scientists since this normally was not a happy person.

"There's something you should know about the purple stone. It's just a crystal, it's not…the real thing." Said the scientist as he shivered when he saw the colonel slowly turn around and look at them with an almost ghostly look.

"You mean to tell me I only hold in my hands Demaia, Wandneuma, Dragohael and Gabrierius but the Fantasmitus I am holding is a fake!" The colonel smashed the purple crystal on the ground and to everyone's surprise there was a small paper inside of it.

The head scientist picked it up and tried to read the inscription on it but it was in vain. He had not studied the symbolism of this ancient culture enough to even try to translate. He did however understand the first two words which read as: "Together shall—" and that was all he understood. The colonel looked at the man and said calmly.

"Will you be able to uncover what it says?"

"I can try. But I would require some help from other professionals."

"Done! Meet me at the base in 48 hours and I shall arrange a small group to help you."

The colonel stormed out of the cave and once outside he saw what appeared to be someone in a motorcycle coming rather quickly towards him and the scientist. The motorcycle seemed to keep its speed steady and didn't look like it was about to slow down. The colonel was not amused but the scientist was getting jumpy. The motorcycle came close and just inches away from the colonel and the scientist it made a screeching stop which kicked up some sand and powdered both of them.

The young man removed his helmet; he had black hair, brown eyes and from his backpack popped out a yellow little creature which greeted all in the most adorable voice.

"Pikachu!"

The young man, who seemed to be 24 years old, looked up at the sky and groaned as the sun shone even brighter than usual. He took a pair of black Arnette sunglasses and put them on then he removed the headphones from his ears and turned the MP3 off and looked at the colonel. The colonel approached him and said in a calm voice.

"You're late."

The head scientist also approached him and wiped off the dirt he kicked up when he came to a halt inches from them and sculled him.

"Young man, this is no way to behave what so ever. You could have injured somebody."

"Screw you pops!" He quickly snapped at the scientist and walked towards the cave's entrance. He walked in and looked around at the symbols and drawings on the walls. The small little Pikachu walked right beside him and looked around in awe as well.

"Whoa. This is really somethin', ain't it?"

"Pika."

"It would if we understood any of it." Said the colonel who was next to him.

"Nah, it's just a matter of simple symbolism and decoding. Like The Da Vinci Code or something."

"We found them."

The young man slowly turned around and a grin shone upon his face, he lifted the sunglasses and said.

"All of them? All five of them? You found them!"

"Pi pikachu!"

"Well, most of them anyways. Fantasmitus turned out to be a fake crystal."

"What? No, they were supposed to be all together in the same spot!"

The colonel handed him the paper they'd found in the crystal when he smashed it on the floor. The young man took it and studied it carefully trying to decode what it meant. He whispered something and then raised an eyebrow almost in shock and anger.

"Turns out these little maggots loved playing word games. Listen to this: Together shall we light the path to our beloved leader and goddess."

The head scientist snatched the paper from him in shock and looked at the paper and then back at the young man, who seemed to have a cocky smile on his face.

"How did you know what it said!"

"The voices in my head told me what it said."

He walked away and headed down the stairs and into the shrine. Of course voices didn't tell him what the paper said. He looked around the shrine and saw the altar. The colonel and scientist just stood at the entrance and looked at him. The young man stood behind the altar and made a mocking statement.

"Repent! Or burn in the fiery depths of hell!"

He laughed and the colonel just smirked but the scientist found it rather offending, the young man noticed the scientist rather annoyed by what he had said but he cared little about other peoples' feelings or believes. He looked up and laid on the altar, he crossed his arms behind his head and hummed a song as he looked up. The scientist had enough so he walked towards him and said.

"Young man, this is an altar! I consider this an offense!"

"Once we have shown you the way, feel free to dare into our domain. Let the waning beauty show you the path to that one day which our goddess can be awakened and our chains broken."

"Yes, we get it. You can write poetry." Said the colonel, joking of course. He stepped forward and looked at the roof and then back at the guy and said.

"What does that mean?"

"Not sure. Waning is a stage of the moon, so my best guess is that something happens when the moon is waning but domain is what I don't get. In this riddle domain and waning are the key words. Keep 'em in mind."

He kept looking at the symbols on the roof and tried to figure out what the riddle meant but he was at his wits' end. The riddle echoed through his mind like a song that seemed impossible to forget. He focused more and more on the symbols asking them what they meant. Finally he rose up and got off the altar. The colonel knew he did all he could but unfortunately that was all he could do for the moment.

"Right, we'll just pick up and head back home colonel. So I'll see you in 48 hours."

The head scientist walked them out of the cave and followed the colonel to his chopper and the young man had hoped onto the motorcycle and put the helmet back on while the small Pikachu jumped back into the backpack on the young man's back. He placed the headphones back in his ears and revved the engine a couple of times just before he took off into the desert.