I'm not going to say much except that I'm open for requests with this fanfiction. Ocs are also available but I go into depth in my first short story. Aside from that enjoy this dark take

Why is everything so dark and hot? I can't even see what's in front of me. Sweat is trickling down my head and this place is so tight! I can't even sit up so I'm forced to lay my back against sand. It's all grainy and annoying but thankfully it isn't high enough to be of any danger to me.

"I'm stuck in here! Could someone get me out?" I yell. I need to get out of this place and continue my Pokémon journey. Lucas was waiting for me before I suddenly conked out. And I definitely need to get to him because he was going down. This time I knew I, Barry, would beat Lucas … if only I could escape!

"Hey! Is anyone -" I feel something heavy land on my stomach. I could tell it was sand from its texture.

"Sand?" I say to myself. Why would anyone be dumping sand on me?

This time I hear two voices come from above; one was a person ordering something while the other is a Pokemon. I can't make out whose voice that is nor can I make out what Pokémon it is but I don't care. This person would have to help me if I made enough noise!

"Yo! I'm stuck in here and I could really-" More sand is now poured on me. This time it was heavy on my stomach unlike before. It was uncomfortable and made breathing a bit hard. Thankfully I had the slightest room to brush the sand off my belly with my right hand.

I didn't worry too much still. They must have not heard me. All I'd have to do is just say something at the top of my lungs.

"Help! I'm stuck in here!" I hear the loud voices sound again. This time they must be trying to get me out. I just knew it!

I feel something start to pool around me. It was sand.

My heart jumps in my chest. They had to have heard me I just know it! And that alone scares me too aside from the sand. These people were doing this on purpose!

I need to get out of here now.

I thrash about with the little mobility I have with all my strength. I fling my arms around randomly and start kicking this place I'm in. I scream and shout till my voice feels like, ironically, sand.

The steady flow of sand is already up to my arms and legs! I can't even move them now with all this sand. I start to panic as I realize this thought now coming to mind. It's something I never knew would come to mind from a person like me: I'm going to die in here.

I am a person who never put any thought about death. I was always on my feet, travelling and capturing Pokémon so I never thought about death. But now that I'm stuck in here I realize just how sad I am to be going.

All my Pokémon are going to miss me and especially my parents. Mom is going to be devastated and Dad, I don't want to think about it. And what about Lucas! He was my best friend and rival. We had so many laughs and had so much fun together. It's a shame I never got to say goodbye to my best friend.

The sand is now up to my chin. I can't move any part of my body. I decided to have fate take it's course.

The sand finally reaches my mouth and starts to pour in. It covers my tongue with a gritty feeling. My mouth starts to dry out and lips start to crack as more sand pours in. The sand soon enough reaches my throat and I start trying to cough and convulse but that does nothing. My nose is also now being filled with sand but it doesn't matter anyway. My lungs are filled with sand after all. I feel this searing burn tear through my lungs and head. I want to cry out in pain but I can't even do that with this sand crushing me steadily. Finally, I feel the sand start to reach my eyes and a burning itching sensation snaps on.

I start to lose consciousness, as I can't find a way to breath. I am overcome by this strong sense of peace. I don't know where it comes from but I don't care at all. It was time for me to say my farewells anyway.

…

"So I heard your Hippowdon learned Sand Tomb, Lucas?" Lucas' Mother asks.

"Yep he sure did. Pretty powerful move at that." Lucas says. He pets his Hippowdon who is sleeping contently by his chair.

"But hey Mom-" Lucas stops when his Mom suddenly cuts on his bedroom's TV. There was a new report that was going on. It caught the attention of Lucas and his mother.

On the screen was a female news reporter who is standing at the entrance of Battle Park. Behind her is the famous Tower Tycoon Palmer but he looked extremely ill. He is looking very pale and isn't looking like his cheery, always-in-a-rush mood. He looks sad, very sad.

"Yet another mysterious disappearance has rocked the Sinnoh Region! Today Barry, son of Palmer from the Battle Tower, has gone missing. Witnesses have said they last saw Barry near the shore of Sandgem before he disappeared. Right now we have Palmer to talk to us about his thoughts on his son's disappearance." The woman turns towards Palmer and holds out her microphone to him.

"I am just shocked by this. My own son has gone missing a-and I just have to say one thing. Please, if anyone finds him please tell me! I miss him so much and I never even got to say goodbye to Barry. I'm begging anyone if they have news of where he is p-please tell me…" Palmer suddenly breaks into gross sobbing which results in the camera man quickly turning back to the reporter to avoid embarrassing Palmer on national television.

"Shame, truly a horrible shame. First it was Dawn, daughter of Johanna the popular Pokémon Coordinator. Then it was half of the starting Gym Leaders, which makes it impossible for new trainers to even get to Sinnoh's Pokémon League. Just who could be behind this heinous crime? Thankfully we have the International Police trying their best to solve this case. We will be updating you on any events surrounding this case but for now back to Trainer Research!"

The television instantly turns back to it's original show.

"Oh my gosh, it's happened again! First Dawn, then the Gym Leaders and now Barry. Son, this must be a very hard for you-" She turns to look at her Son only to realize he wasn't sitting at his bed. He left.

"My poor baby! He must have not been able to handle the news so he walked off while I was watching the news. I just hope my son can cope with all of the friends he's losing so quickly." Lucas' Mother gets up from the chair she was sitting and looks over to the sand covering the floor. She sighs before grabbing the broom lying on the floor. She would need to clean up after his Hippowdon yet again.

Meanwhile Lucas is taking a stroll around Twinleaf Town. Yet again the town was teeming with police and even the famous Detective Looker. But with the dreary mood the town is in Lucas is smiling. He seems to be happy with himself but the reason for so is unknown to everyone except Lucas…

I know what you're thinking:I'm screwed up in the head. Well the answer to that is Yes, I am very screwed up in the head.