Now, before we start, allow me to give you a few clues that will lead to you clever readers figuring out what happens next as if you read my mind.
Weasel. Bookworm. Key 1 out of 5. Bumblebore. Nice Slytherin.
Oh, and before I forget: evolution.
Let's get started now, shall we? (-o-)
Kayla's POV
"Hmm..."
The Grouchindor prefect (how come he looked so familiar?) was looking over a destroyed table in the common room.
It had been ruthlessly destroyed. There were scattered splinters everywhere and strange bite marks on the larger pieces. A few shelves on the back wall had had their contents thrown off of them, and even the fireplace had been dug around in.
All in all, it looked very much as if someone had been searching for something.
Akio grumbled, "Great. What's going to happen after this? Everyone getting kidnapped?"
The frog kid shrieked and promptly fainted.
The prefect stood up, saying, "Not on my watch. I do believe, though, that I have determined the culprit."
He strode over to the wall, and lifted the red grouchy lion banner to reveal a hidden blood-scrawled message.
There's weasels in the walls.
"I've been finding more and more of these.", the prefect stated, "They cannot be a joke. There's weasels in the walls, and they are dangerous. We have to stop them before anything too horrible happens."
Janet crossed her arms and did her best to look snooty, which wasn't easy when she was a cute pink fairy creature constantly emitting sparkles. "And how, exactly, do you plan on doing that?"
The prefect replied, "Believe it or not, I have been working on a plan. After some intense investigation and the bribing of house orcs with socks, I have determined that the only human-sized entrance into the weasels' domain is hidden in the kitchens. I propose we charge in there, wands blazing, and figure out what's really going on."
Everyone stood there quietly, staring at him with a certain look.
The prefect sighed. "Yes, and we raid the kitchens while we're there."
Everybody cheered excitedly, including me.
"Well, let's get moving.", he muttered, and headed out the exit of the Grouchindor dormitory, which was covered by a sentient picture of a pig in a wig and dress. We charged out after him, several students shouting and cheering.
"To the kitchens!"
"Let the crusade against weasels begin!"
"Free food!"
"Free food!"
"FREE FOOD!"
"Let's burn it to the ground and salt the earth!"
"Waste of good salt..."
"Pillage the cupboards!"
"Smash the plates!"
"FOOOOOOOOOODDDD!"
"For dinner and glory!"
"No one expects the Scarlet Food-quisition!"
And on and on. I remained quiet, simply running on my four feet and thinking about all the food. Pigbumps had eaten all of our breakfast and lunch, and we were hungry and excited to riot. I was tempted to add a few bad jokes to the mix myself, but managed to hold it down.
Finally, we arrived at a wall, empty except for a painting of a bowl of apples and oranges.
Oh, and for some reason, a starfruit.
The prefect said, "I'm going to open the secret door. But before we begin, please - don't cause too much damage."
No one replied, and he sighed.
"Remember the weasels are what we're here for.", he stated, before tapping the starfruit with his wand and causing the picture to be replaced with a doorway.
One second, he was calmly standing there in front of us. The next, he was pressed flat against the floor as a cloud of dust rose up from the many students charging into the kitchen.
It was utter chaos. House orcs screamed and ran as an army of hunger-crazed students ransacked the spacious room. Dishes flew everywhere and food was shoved into hungry jaws. Spells blasted the cabinets and knocked over a pot of soup, but no one cared.
One brave house orc tried to fight back, but Fiona used her Surging Crane Rapid-Fire Groin Barrage attack and took him down effortlessly.
I leaped onto the counter and snatched up a massive drumstick. Akio took another one. Janet tried to pretend she was being high, mighty, and conservative by not eating anything yet, but quickly succumbed and made off with an entire cookie jar.
Daniel and Anthony, however, weren't a part of the mob. Anthony had his eyes closed and seemed to be letting his horn lead him somewhere, the Rockruff close behind. Scarfing down my pilfered meal, I leaped back down and ran after them.
They stopped in front of a battered old cabinet, covered in scorch marks and indecipherable writing. Tufts of orange fur were caught in parts of it.
"This is the entrance to the weasel lair.", commented Anthony, "My horn says trouble is coming from within it somewhere. But it also...does not think it's the weasels?"
"I dunno.", Daniel said, shrugging, "Maybe we should look around in there first?"
Anthony nodded. "I'll go first."
He opened the door a crack, and peeked in. There was a scream, and he slammed the door shut, his dark blue face a brilliant white, his eyes wide and his breathing labored.
"Anthony! Are you alright?!", cried Daniel.
"I have seen what man was not meant to know...", Anthony whispered, "My mind shall never be the same."
"What was it?", I asked, somewhat too eagerly.
"A humanoid weasel in the shower.", Anthony gasped, "It was horrible."
"Really?", I replied, and before they could stop me I peeked.
Then slammed the door shut and felt dizzy and very, very disturbed.
Daniel slapped himself in the face with a paw.
"Whatever we do...", I said, "We're not going in that way."
"Agreed.", Anthony nodded.
Just then, the prefect showed up, quite disheveled. However, his blond hair still looked ridiculously perfect.
"That's it! That's the entrance!", he cheered.
Anthony looked up at him, eyes glazing. "Yes...it's the gateway to hell..."
The prefect frowned. "Oh, dear. So...we're not going through that way, are we?"
Daniel said, "Yeah, I have no idea what they saw, but the way that even Kayla can't tolerate it says that it's a horrible idea to use this door."
The prefect said, "Alright then...what are we going to-"
Suddenly, we found ourselves at the edge of one of the dining tables, all of the broken dishes, scattered food, and rioting students teleported onto them.
The other students sitting at the tables stared at us. No one moved or spoke.
Pigbumps, sitting in a floating throne with a wooden goblet (which for some reason was filled with water acting like flames) looked genuinely stunned. Even at this ridiculous school, nothing like this had happened before.
Finally, he growled, "What. In the world. Is going on? Why are you eating all of my food?"
"You ate all of ours.", one brave (or foolish) girl said.
"IRRELEVANT!", Pigbumps screeched, and an anvil fell from the sky and smashed through the floor.
Where the girl had been.
Now there was just a hole, which when I looked down it seemed to lead to oblivion.
"Anyone else!?", Pigbumps bellowed, "No? Good. You're all lucky I'm in a good mood right now. I have an important announcement to make, so sit down and start atoning for your horrible crime."
We sat down, but no one started "atoning", or anything like that.
Pigbumps made a dramatic gesture with that weird goblet of his. "I am pleased to announce the Omniwitchard Tournament! In this competition, there will be three challenges! Each challenge, the four houses will select someone to compete, and whoever wins each challenge gets a fabulous prize! Allow me to show you..."
A table rose out of the floor, revealing three bound figures on top of it. Three very familiar figures, squirming as they tried to escape the ropes binding them.
"Miss Melody!", cried Mia.
"Coach Vernon!", shouted Steven.
"Hoopa!", Zoe exclaimed.
Pigbumps grinned maliciously. "Yes, fabulous prizes aren't they? I hope you enjoy trying to obtain them! Tomorrow morning, the first challenge will start! I WOULD tell you to have a good meal before we begin, but SOME CHILDREN have prevented that. Oh well! Until tomorrow, have a good, hungry night!"
He and his prisoners teleported away, leaving us Camp Pokemon students to stare at each other in horror.
"Well...", said Gavin, "At least we know what happened to them right?" (-o-)
AN: Another chapter complete! Will our heroes save their teachers and stop the sinister pig? That's a trick question; it's obvious. But how will it happen? Stay tuned, and happy Pokemon hunting!