Drew pulled May up into a sitting position, and tried to think of what to do. For the first time in his life, he had no idea what he could do to help.
"I could… no that wouldn't work," Drew thought hard, but came up with nothing.
He slammed his fist against the wall. A small crack appeared on the wall. Drew kept pounding his fist against it. The crack grew bigger and bigger, until Drew finally noticed it.
"What the?" He moved his hand across the wall. Feeling something metal, Drew pulled on a part of the cracking wall. It easily came off, revealing a metal safe in the wall.
"This is strange." Drew traced the words of the safe, and decided to try and open it.
He punched the safe. Nothing happened. Then he kicked it. Still nothing. He tried to find something to grab onto, but there was nothing. Maybe if he had a key…
"A key!" Drew said, crawling on his hands and knees in search of a key.
He heard May groan but she didn't wake up. Forgetting the safe, Drew crawled over to her.
"May, wake up. Come on!" Drew said shaking her slightly. "May, don't leave me."
She wasn't moving, but she was breathing. Drew sighed and continued to look for the key. There was a brown box on the floor that he hadn't noticed before. He opened it and dug through a bunch of junk. His fingers hit something metal. Drew picked it up and gasped.
"The key! They make this too easy," he said running to the safe.
He put the key in the hole and turned it. The safe was very rusty so it didn't open easily. Drew kicked it a bit, and it finally decided to cooperate and opened. Drew placed his hand inside the safe, and pulled something out.
"Money?" He looked at the green pieces of paper in his hand.
Suddenly loud footsteps were coming from the hallway. Someone was walking extremely fast. Drew stuffed the money back into the safe and slammed the door shut. The footsteps grew closer and closer.
"What is going on in here?" Oliver asked, but Drew jumped on him as soon as he opened the door.
"Were is the antidote?" Drew asked.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Oliver said.
"To the poison," Drew growled, about to punch the man. Then he saw his chance. Getting up quickly, he bolted past Oliver and ran to some other place.
Oliver got up, and took out a walkie-talkie and yelled: "Get that boy!"
A loud 'beeping' noise could be heard around the building. Drew saw other men running towards him. Thinking fast, he ran into the nearest room gasping for breath.
He was in a small room that looked like a pharmacy.
"Perfect," he laughed.
He turned to the door, quickly shutting it, he began to look for an antidote. He heard footsteps outside the door. They grew closer, and someone opened the door. The man looked around.
"He's not in here," he said to another man.
"Let's check the bathrooms," the other man ran off.
Drew came out of his hiding place behind two huge boxes, and began to search for some medicine.
"I'm glad you though you could make it this far," someone laughed from the door.
Drew spun around to see Oliver standing in the doorway.
"How did you know I was here?" Drew asked.
"Isn't it obvious? You need medicine and what better place to find it then a pharmacy," Oliver laughed.
Drew grabbed the nearest first-aid kit and ran past Oliver.
"He went that way," Oliver pointed to the right hallway.
"We'll get him," a black-haired man smiled.
"Go!" Oliver ordered.
Then man chased Drew down a dark hallway. Drew didn't know where he was going. The only thing on his mind was to get away. More men started to chase him. Drew's legs were getting tiered from all this running. He tripped over a metal poll. Falling to the floor, Drew admitted defeat. Four men surrounded him, dragging him to Oliver. Drew held the first-aid kit tight.
"What did you think you were doing?" Oliver asked.
"This!" Drew shouted, kicking the men that were holding him. Drew jumped up and ran into a different room.
"And the chase starts again," Oliver said walking into the room Drew was in.
Drew looked around the room. It was dark but he could see a door glowing a dark blue color. The room was extremely cold. Drew could see his breath. He moved slowly towards the glowing door. He stopped when a loud growl came from the other side of it. At first Drew thought the door was making the sound. He soon realized it was some sort of animal when it began to claw at the door. Drew stepped backwards and bumped into Oliver.
"Well I guess you met the monster," Oliver said.
"The monster?" Drew wondered what he meant. Was it a Pokemon?
"The monster is a combination of Pokemon!" Oliver growled, grabbing Drew's arm.
"Combined Pokemon? Who does that?!" Drew shouted, feeling very angry.
"I do," Oliver replied. "Too bad you won't get to meet him face to face."
"Hey!" Drew fought to get free. "So that's what the money was for!"
"It's no use," Oliver said pulling Drew out of the room. "And yes, we got money for experimenting."
"Wait! Why is that door glowing blue?" Drew asked.
"That's none of your business!" Oliver snapped.
Drew just nodded.
Oliver shoved him into the cellar and slammed the door.
Drew walked over to May and sat down. He bandaged up her finger, and tried to find something to get rid of the poison. He wasn't sure what kind of poison it was, so he just gave her some anti-venom tablets.
"Let's just hope it works," he said.
Drew tried to get some sleep but he had a million questions. What was behind that door? Why was it glowing? And what does a combined Pokemon look like? Those were a few of the many questions he wanted to ask someone.
He touched May's arm. It was so cold. Wait, cold? That wasn't right. Drew looked at her. She looked fine, but was she really? He placed his hand on her cheek. She was colder then ice! Drew tried to warm her by giving her his shirt and jacket. Now he was going to freeze.
"I will survive the night," Drew told himself. "May needs the warmth more."
He curled up into a ball on the floor, and tried to get some sleep.
When he opened his eyes the room was darker then ever. No trace of light could be found in the cellar. He sat up really confused. It was morning, right? Maybe he didn't sleep the whole night. Usually there was at least a little bit of light. But now there was none. It was colder then ever in the cellar. Drew was surprised he didn't freeze to death. He used his hands to try and find May. He found her. She was much warmer then last night. Drew sighed in relief.
"One problem taken care of," Drew sat up.
He saw a note on the door. Curiosity getting the better of him, Drew grabbed the note and read it.
Dear boy,
You'll get what's coming to you for trying to escape. Maybe I'll cut off your leg. Then it won't happen again. Anyways, your not getting food today. It's not like you need it. Don't try to escape again. Next time you might lose something more important then your leg.
Your evil kidnaper,
Oliver.
"So he thinks this is funny, huh?" Drew glared at the paper then sighed. He crumpled it up and through it.
Something moved beside him. Something kicked him in the head.
"Ow! What the?" Drew looked around the dark room.
"Sorry," a hoarse voice said.
"May?" Drew asked.
"Who else?" May coughed.
"May… you're alive!" Drew jumped up to hug her, then realized he didn't know where she was. "Where are you?"
"By your leg," she replied weakly.
"Which one!"
"I don't know."
Drew turned around and accidentally kicked her.
"Woops," he said sitting down again.
He heard a lot of coughing next to him.
"You Ok?" he asked.
"No. My head hurts for some reason," she answered.
He hugged her so tight that she began to cough. She gave him his shit and jacket back.
"Thanks for helping me," she said.
"No problem," he replied, putting his shit back on. Then he slipped into his jacket and sighed.
A loud 'bang' came from outside. Followed by footsteps and yelling.
"Not again," Drew sighed.
The door to the cellar slammed open. Oliver was standing in the doorway. He was obviously in a bad mood.
"Come here, boy," he growled.
Drew gulped. Crawling out of the corner he was in, Drew slowly walked towards him.
"You called?" He asked.
"I suppose you got my letter. You know what comes next!" Oliver yelled, pulling him out of the room.
May grabbed Drew's other hand and tried to pull him back.
'They're worse then those evil fan girls,' he thought.
"Let go!" He snarled.
"You let go!" May said.
"I make the rules here!" Oliver snapped. "If you want him so badly, why don't you come?"
"I'm not sure-" she began but Oliver cut her off.
"Come!"
"Yes, sir," she obeyed.
Oliver dragged Drew to some sort of dungeon. May was admiring the orange rock walls, while Drew was looking at all the torches.
Drew was forced to the ground, while Oliver went to get something.
May walked over to Drew.
"Are you Okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just about to lose a leg," Drew said in a fake cheerful voice.
May glared at him. A door slammed shut.
"I wish he'd stop doing that," May said.
Oliver walked back into the room with some kind of laser. The laser was small and white. It looked like a small, round water gun. It had dark blue lines around the middle of it. Just like the door Drew saw.
"Meet the X Y Z laser," Oliver smiled.
He pointed the laser at Drew. He pressed a button and a blue beam shot at Drew. Rolling out of the way, Drew began to shout in protest. He jumped up and began to run around the room. The laser followed him like a cat chasing a mouse.
May walked over to a book and picked it up.
Steam filled the room, and Drew fell to the ground holding his foot. It felt like he just put his foot in a fire.
Drew cursed under his breath. Now he couldn't run. The pain in his foot made him remain still.
Oliver smiled. He pointed the laser at Drew again. He pressed the button and the laser beam shot at Drew once more. Before it could hit him, May grabbed the laser from Oliver.
"My laser! Give it back!" Oliver ordered.
May shook her head and pressed the button to stop the beam.
"How dare you take my laser?!"
"Because I can!" May through the laser on the ground. She crushed it with the book she still held.
"You. Die. Now!" Oliver shouted in rage. He picked up a regular pocketknife since his other 'equipment' wasn't in the room.
Forgetting the pain, Drew raced to May's side. He grabbed her hand and they bolted out of the door.
"This is so fun!" Oliver laughed.
Brook was watching the whole thing from a different room. She smiled when she saw that they were heading towards the room with the glowing door. She started to walk towards them.
Drew turned the corner and ran into the room.
May was freaking out because of the glowing door.
"Why is it blue?" She asked.
"I don't know," Drew admitted.
"It glows because it is suppressing the monster's energy. The blue shows that the monster is evil and unstable," Oliver explained.
"Unstable?" Drew questioned.
"Yes, unstable," Oliver said. "It will attack anyone and anything."
"It has no heart!" Drew shouted angrily.
"It has one. Its heart is just clouded by evil," Oliver replied.
"What is this 'monster'?" May asked.
"The fist combined Pokemon," Brook said, like it was no big deal. She walked over to Oliver.
"That's terrible!" May said.
"No, it's not," Oliver said. "It's science."
"You're a monster!" May cried.
The monster thrashed the door with its paw. It growled when it realized there was no way out.
"You can't escape," Oliver told it.
The monster growled in response.
May ran over to the door. She tried to open it, but the monster banged on the door, pushing her away.
"I'll let you out if you stop growling," May said sweetly.
"Don't bother," Brook said. "You'll just doom us all."
"You can't keep it in there!" May argued.
"Brook, what genders were those Pokemon we combined?" Oliver asked.
"They were all male," Brook replied. "We used them because they were bigger then the females."
"That makes the monster a he," Oliver said.
"So?" Drew asked. "Is it better then a monster now?"
"No. It is still, and will forever be, a monster," Oliver laughed.
The monster clawed at the door once more, before howling in rage.
"I'll help you," May said, grabbing the doorknob.
"Stop her!" Oliver growled.
"Don't release him!" Brook ordered.
"May!" Drew yelled.
She turned the doorknob and slightly opened the door. She was pushed aside when the monster swiped the door with his powerful paw. No one could see what the monster looked like or where he was. He was hidden in the darkness.
"We're doomed," Brook said quietly.
"It's all your fault!" Oliver pointed to May.
"No, it's your fault for creating this monster!" Drew argued.
The monster took a step forward. His huge paws made the ground shake slightly. He growled every time he moved.
He stopped moving.
All you could see were his big, yellow eyes.