This story comes in two parts. There isn't a prompt for this one, other than I needed a situation for Sena and Sabell to meet in a circumstance where Sabell has to accept his help. You'll meet him in part two.

My Enemy, My Savior.
Part A

The cave was dimly lit; the only source of light was coming from the small glow of a pathetic lantern fire that was just on the verge of burning out. Sabell wished they had planned their actions and item preparation a bit better, but what was done was done. They would have to finish climbing through the interior of Mt. Coronet, somehow maneuvering down the steep, rocky, unstable slopes without the use of their pokemon. It would be rough, but if they could meticulously plan out each step, every single movement in a quick enough manner, they should be able to get to at least the bottom of the mountain before whatever remaining life of their flashlight batteries died out.

Wiping her forearm against her forehead, spreading the dirt and sweat across her forehead, Sabell glanced at Haley gingerly for a moment. The younger girl seemed to be struggling a bit more, which wasn't as surprising as she thought it would be. Despite the younger girls many years of 'athletic' training, rock climbing was much harder than learned to contort your body into different positions. Sure, she was limber, but that didn't help much. Shifting the yellow hard hat that was tightly latched onto her head, Sabell gently beckoned the other girl to hurry over. Haley sheepishly nodded, and crawled over, trying to hide the exhaustion in her face.

Though, her attempts were futile. Sabell instantly noticed, and sighed warily. "Let's take a break."

Shaking her head, Haley coughed slightly. "No, no. I promise I can go on. I. . . I'm not tired at all."

"Well, I am." Sabell said, despite the fact that she could probably push on a bit more. "So we'll take a break."

"Sabell I-"

"Shush. We're taking a break. What good are you if you end up losing feelings in your arms because you pushed too hard? Or if you slip and can't get a grip on something near you?" Turning her head, Sabell leaned against the nearest wall, and pushed her bangs back.

Haley bit her lip, her eyes cast downwards, and she didn't press the issue further. Sabell was right, after all. She couldn't burden her more than she already was, and she knew that arguing to go on would only aggravate the elder girl more.

They sat there for a while, taking in the darkness around them, letting the sounds of their breathing and the rustle of Zubat wings echo around them. Grabbing the black canteen from the backpack that she had been previously wearing, Haley slowly took a sip. And then another. And then another. Taking a quick glance at Sabell, she wished that she could be as calm in a situation as this as Sabell was. Even though they were lost, there hadn't been a single remark that came out of Sabells mouth other than a gentle attempt to find their way out. Getting stuck wasn't an option, nor was spending the rest of the night with feral pokemon. The only option was getting out unharmed.

Half an hour passed before they got back up to follow down the narrow, windy passages. Every now and they would run across several different paths that would lead them to several different places. Each assumption left a huge amount of stress on the elder girls mind, yet she was determined to follow through until the end. If one path lead to a dead end, she would quickly turn them around and move on to another one. They would stop briefly and snack on extra rations, or simply to catch their breath. She was taking the utmost precautions to make sure her companion didn't get injured. If Sabell got hurt, at least Haley would be able to manage to find her way out; she was sure of it. The girls sense of direction was a little unsettling at first, but in times like this, Sabell desperately relied upon it.

Their labored breathing continued to echo against the walls as they pressed forwards. Haley still looked exhausted. Sleep would probably do her well, yet both girls knew that sleep wouldn't come in a place like this. And if it did? Sabell calculated that there was a probable 80 percent chance that they would come down with hypothermia. All in all, a terrible worse case scenario.

Soon they came upon a small crevice, and something clicked in Sabell's head. Sure, there had been many crevices just like this one, but there was something about the way the walls felt and the way the foot was. A sigh of relief broke through her lips, and half turning her head, she nodded at Haley.

"Almost home, Hal. Just do as I do, alright?"

Nodding, Haley slowly followed behind, watching carefully for the way Sabell was placing her footing. The walls were very close together, and with the way they had to place themselves against the wall, they slowly sidled through the crevice. Every now and then Sabell would verbally correct Hayley in her footing, but other than that, their small endeavor was silent. As soon as they reached the end of the crevice and burst through the small opening, they quickly assembled their rock climbing gear into a usable position. If Sabell remembered correctly, all that was really left now was the climb down for a while until they reached the exit. They had followed their tracks and somehow made it back to where they had originally started. The only dangers now were the possibility of their rope snapping and them fall to their doom, or the large opening towards the beginning of the mountain that had been so far down and out of their reach that their flashlights couldn't reach the bottom; it simply disappeared into the darkness. That had been enough to let them know not to venture downwards.

The rest of their journey took them slightly longer than Sabell would have liked, and they were now relying on the dying power of their flashlights. Their lantern had burned out quite some time ago, and as they slowly descended the walls, making sure to grip the right rocks, they were both grateful that the light at the end of the tunnel was drawing closer and closer. Forty minutes passed, and finally they reached the bottom, making sure to avoid the opening of endless darkness. Sabells legs ached and throbbed against her legs, and they tingled with the sort of sensation that you know if you try to stand up, the only place you'll end up is back on the ground. Haley didn't seem too beat up; she looked a little pale, and little more exhausted than Sabell, but physically she seemed alright. The only thing that Sabell could see that was wrong was that her arms were tired, since the younger girl kept rubbing her forearms with her hands, trying to bring the life out of them. After several moments, Sabell warily rubbed her eyes with her palms, and sighed.

"Let's keep going."

Hayley looked at Sabell, who had stood up, and noticed the trembling in her legs. Biting her lip, she meekly replied, "Sabell, I think we should wait a little bit longer."

Glancing towards Hayley, Sabell shook her head. "We're almost at the end, Hayley! C'mon, just a bit further! I'll be okay, don't worry about it. "

Yet, Sabell would not be okay. Her steps were becoming more uneven with each step, her body swaying dangerously, as if it was trying to throw her off balance. Hayley began to plead, demanding that she come back. Sabell waved her off; all she wanted to do was get the hell out of there.

Everything suddenly happened faster than Hayley's eyes could follow. Through the small amounts of light that flitered through the cracks in the wall, all Hayley could make out was the single misstep of Sabell, and her sudden disappearance as she fell through the opening. A loud crack echoed through the room, and Hayley sat on all fours, staring at the opening breathlessly. All she knew was one thing:

Sabell was gone.