The coming day went by slowly. The group put of winter coats and traveled to the center of town to gather supplies for the trip, and also to get warmer gloves. Green still seemed unsure about the journey. Blue motioned for them to crowd around. She was holding several papers. They seemed to be detailed maps of the area. "Look, it's perfect! The main path goes almost all the whole way up the mountain through several cave systems." Intricate lines showed which paths to take to get to the top. "Only part of the climb will actually be outside."
"Woot," Black mumbled. He was currently stuffing a hotdog in his mouth- At first Green had reprimanded him for his sloppy way of eating, but as you constantly repeat yourself it gets dull, and you realize no matter how many times you tell them they won't listen. So they let him be. Lyra was the one who connected best with Black. They both like videogames, unlike Green or Blue. The only problems were that Lyra was pretty good, and Black had a firey temper. It wasn't just the 'Explode and go dormant' temper, though. It was the 'Explode and erupt constantly for unexpected amount of times' anger, depending on the situation. Therefore he was usually left to do what he wanted.
Green gave him a predicted look of disproval, but Blue seemed too consumed in the map to notice. A few moments of silence went by as the other three observed over Blue's shoulders. It seemed relatively simple.
"When are we leaving?" Lyra asked, moving out from behind Blue and taking a seat next to Green.
"We could go tomorrow, I suppose we're ready," He muttered, staring at the snow-blotched bricks. "We have Pokémon after all, and we're all highly ranked trainers. Each of us having a Fire Pokémon will probably be enough."
"Eh, about that," Black interrupted. "I don't exactly have a Fire-Type." He was already done with his hotdog, and sheepishly ducking his head. Green sighed, slapping his hand to his face.
"It's always you, isn't it?" He moaned tiredly. Lyra giggled a bit.
"It's fine, I've got two, guys," She said, a smile still in her voice. She turned to Black. "A Typhlosion and a Houndoom. You can have Houndoom."
He groaned. "Don't Houndoom have spikes on their backs and stuff?"
"Your loss," Green muttered. Black ignored him.
"Technically they're bones. And not spikes, lumps."
"Wonderful," He replied dryly.
"Come on!" All three of their heads snapped to the sidewalk, where Blue was walking home. They hadn't even noticed that she had left, and she looked a bit frustrated with them. A death stare was thrown their way as they ran to catch up.
They all decided to go to bed early, the weather was said to be better in the morning. Blue shut her eyes and stayed silent, pretending to be asleep. She waited a couple minutes- knowing Lyra she fell asleep quickly. Blue looked over cautiously at the couch, and saw that her eyes were closed. She got up quietly, and gracefully made her way towards Green's room. She knocked lightly, and a weary voice answered curtly. "What?" She knocked again. A sigh. "Fine. Come in."
Blue opened the door carefully, knowing it had squeaky hinges, and stepped inside. Green was reading a book about what seemed to be about Ice-Type Pokemon, and for some reason was still in his . Seeing this, Blue snorted, walked over, and took it away, closing it on her finger to keep his page. She gave him a serious stare. "Look. Why are you so uptight about this? Like you said, we're all experienced trainers."
"What makes you think I'm uptight?" He asked, crossing his arms behind his head and lying back. His face reflected her seriousness.
"Well, for one thing, you do that," She said, imitating his arms. "And you get a lot more serious, which you've been doing lately."
He stared at her.
"Look, we've been friends forever," Blue said softly, "You can tell me anything and I won't tell a soul. I've trusted you with that before. Please just tell me what's up."
Green sighed, defeated. He moved his arms out of his flawed position, and crossed them now across his chest. He looked away a bit, and green saw this as embarrassment. When he was silent for a good 5 seconds she opened her mouth to speak again, but he broke. "To tell the truth, I'm scared." He spat at the word 'Scared,' and seemed angry to even be referring to it and himself in the same sentence. Blue added it to her list of why boys are idiots.
"We're perfectly capable of gett-"
"I'm not talking about us." Green said quietly. He was now looking at her. "I'm scared… That we'll find him, and he'll be dead." Green said this in an immensely quiet voice. The quietest Blue had heard him be unless planning something behind an enemy's back. And it set a pang of fear into her, too. He was shivering slightly, and she gave him a small hug. "Lyra and Black are a good 3 years younger than us… To see that at their age… I would be terrified."
Blue nodded into his shoulder. "I would be, too," She adopted the same quiet tone, "but it'll work out. Green… Just…," She felt his eyes on her, "don't worry so much. I'll do the worrying. You get some sleep." She looked to him and smiled softly. He was staring at her with a sense of admiration, and she left on that note, closing the door quietly. 'Good night.'
So, there they were, in front of the deadly mound of ice and rock known as Mount Silver. They stood in front to the main cave, backpacks equipped and Fire-Types walking beside them. Green looked ahead. Everything seemed clear enough. He turned. "Alright. We should be able to get to the top considering there isn't a storm. If there is one, then our Fire Pokémon should be able to tough it out and get us through it." He looked up; only to see that the top of the mountain wasn't even visible- clouds hazed the vision so that you could barely see a hundred feet up.
Blue began to push her boots through the snow leaving a trail that Black carefully followed in. You could tell he was second-guessing going up there. Blue glanced back with a small smile. "Let's get going, then."
The group climbed the mountain in silence most of the day, apart from the occasional "Damn, it's cold!" and "Holy shit, almost fell," from Black. Successfully taking the correct cave tunnels and ledges they didn't have much trouble. Black slipped once, but Houndoom snapped at his shirt quickly enough to catch him in her jaws. He was a bit surprised, but not injured. Occasionally their feet got stuck in holes under the snow, which were most likely dug by Sneasle, but they were relatively easy to pull out of, especially with others to aid you. At the end of the day everyone was a bit cold, but safe, and they found a ledge to camp under.
Everything seemed relatively calm. Blue's Rapidash rested next to her, and served as the fire considering that most of the Pokémon had flames spouting off it. A few quiet conversations started as they leaned against the ledge's wall.
"I thought climbing a mountain would be more exciting," Lyra said.
"Yeah, but if you think about it, it's a pile of rocks." Black replied sourly. He didn't seem to like the cold weather. Houndoom yawned widely, showing off her rows of pearly whites, and snuggled affectionately into Black's side. He glanced awkwardly at the Pokémon, and then back to the darkened slopes.
Blue smirked a bit. "I think Houndoom has the right idea, we should get some sleep." She curled up next to Rapidash (who trusted her, so she wasn't burned), and closed her eyes. Lyra followed suit, hugging her Typhlosion gently around the neck like a huge stuffed animal. It grumbled a bit, but in a playful manner.
Green remained silent, and made no attempt to sleep. He wouldn't be able to, anyways.