February 28, 2004
As the young boy closed the book, satisfied by the conclusion of the story, he pondered a minute to take bearing of his surroundings. He was in-between two book-shelfs, each roughly quadruple his size, and he was in a large, open library, furnished with mostly brown woods and dark stones. He sat with a sizable book in his hand that read "Cyotian History" on its' worn, leather cover. The boy sat in confusion however, as there was a lot of word he didn't know. The boy was VERY smart for his age, reading at a fifth grade level, despite only being in Pre-school. The thing that confused him was that he didn't know what some of the words meant. He knew very well how to pronounce the words, but had no idea in the slightest what "Screwing" and "pokephiliac" meant.
"Oh well" the boy said "I guess I will just have to ask mommy when she comes to pick me up, mmhm." After a while (1 minute) the boy got tired of waiting and decided that he should get familiarized with his surroundings, since he would be coming here a lot. He found that the building had four floors, two more than he'd thought there were. The first floor was the main library, where most of the books could be found. The second floor was for holding DVDs and video games. The third floor was a lounge area, it was much noisier than all the other floors combined due to the fact that since the walls were sound proof, no one cared how loud they were being, this is also were most of the youth could be found, with one side gear towards little kids, and the other side for pre-teens and teenagers. The fourth and final floor was where all the Pokémon could be let out to be played with.
Skye pov
I'm running as fast as I can away from one of the guards, who I had pulled a harmless joke on. All I did was take his walkie-talkie from him and made some funny calls it while pretending to be him and now he's out to kill me, can't anyone take a joke anymore. I take a wrong turn on purpose to try and shake him off, but I still can still hear him yelling after me, so I make a series of turns that I never went down in my hour here. "I should have looked around more" I thought to myself, as I make one more turn and burst through a door with all the strength if got in my small, little body, and run down the flight of stairs without thinking. I trip on a step, but it's too dark to see how many steps are left so I put my hands out and brace myself. I waited a moment before I realize that I tripped on the floor. "Man I'm stupid" I think to myself as I get up and see that I'm in a basement like area, with musty, old brick walls the place looks like it was built some fifty years ago. The guard probably hasn't cooled off so I'll wait down here and look around.
After an hour of looking around the boy decided to head back-up, his mom was probably looking for him anyway. He starts to head back and after 10 minutes of walking he realized that he had gone in a loop roughly three times. "What's going on here?" The boy asked himself "I made sure to make a mental map of this place." The boy came to the conclusion that, since it was so dark down there he couldn't see well, or retrace his steps. After groping around for a light switch for a bit he came across a dusty flashlight. He picked it up and tried to turn it on… nothing happened, and then he did something he saw in a movie the previous night and shook the flashlight. In an instant it flashed with a brilliant white light and turned on, "Wow!" the boy exclaimed "This place is super creepy!" And it was, with the light he could get a better look at his location's leaking ceiling and all of the spiders crawling around and especially the low growling, which means that some Pokémon had gotten down here somehow and made them a permanent home. Skye decided to look around for a little longer, he knew this could get him hurt or even killed by the wild Pokémon, but something urged him to venture deeper
After searching for a good fifteen minutes he found nothing, yet on his way back to the stairs he noticed in the corner of his eyes that a trap door was barely concealed by a large box. Skye attempted to move it but the box being more than four times his weight, refused to budge. Then Skye got an idea, he went running around almost as fast as he could, flashing the light on and off as fast as he could until he got what he wanted, a mightyena appeared from the shadows. Not completely thinking the idea through, he picked up a rock and hurled it at the mightyena with all the strength his little body could muster and it hit the mightyena square in the forehead. The mightyena was knocked back for a second then it lunged straight for Skye, who immediately bolted in the other direction towards the heavy box. Skye stopped just short of the box and waited, the mightyena used tackle and Skye jumped out of the way just before the mightyena made contact. The box went flying and hit the wall and exploded with a much smaller box being reveled, the mightyena on the other hand lay unconscious from the severe brain damage it must have sustained from the tackle. The boy stood there wondering what would have happened if he HADN'T jumped out of the way. Shaking the thought off he walk over pocketed the box and went down the trap door.
Skye pov
As I descend the ladder still a bit shaken up from the tackle incident I descend the stairs, filled with anticipation for what could be down here. "These stairs are WAY too long" I think to myself right when I hit the bottom. It is an even darker and danker place than the last floor with moss growing on the walls and everything. I walk over to the only defining thing in the room, a box about 3 feet, tall, wide and thick. It was covered by a heavy lid which seemed to be made out of black marble, with a gold handle going all the way around it. I lifted the lid by jumping on the handle from a higher box. I look inside and I'm immediately enveloped by the most brilliant light there was, then as fast as the light appeared I was incased in a darkness as deep as the light bright.
Sorry this took so long to get up… and the for cliffhanger… and for my god-awful witting
On a side note thanks to xLUNARxANARCHYx for following the story.
I promise the next chapter will be up faster than this one did, and as always have a good day/night.
