Oh My, Mummy!

Summery:

Misty, is a famous Kanto archeologist, and being only 16 years old at that! She takes an excavation job that many people are afraid to do, and in doing so...she has maybe got into more than she bargained for...

~Chapter 6~

Ready to fly: Alright!

Grrrr I'm having writers block...mehhh... -_- And half of my readers like Drew, while the other half don't. (I'm only talking about 2 people. Lol! ) Anyway, I hope the next few chapters make everyone happy. ^-^

I'm gonna leave you guys with ANOTHER short chapter! :D Sorry! I'm being lazy. ;)

The ground feels unnaturally hot against my skin as I try to move. Something gritty scratches my cheek, and I pry my eyes open with pure will. The sun blinds me momentarily, as I roll over onto my back, and onto something.

No, scratch that. Someone.

Leaping to my feet-as well as anyone who feels like they've been dropped out of an airplane-I trip and fall face first into the sand.

Sand. Wait. Sand plus hot usually equals one of two things: desert, or island?

A groan causes my ears to perk up. Whirling around, I see Drew's face cringe as he opens his eyes. I stumble over to him, and am suddenly jerked back. Thinking it is Ash, I turn to yell at him, but that is when I see my parachute it tangled in a tree.

Detatching myself from it, I kneel by Drew.

"You okay?" I ask him. He nods.

"I feel like I jumped out of an airplane, got hit by a tornado, and landed on an island," he grumbles. I sigh.

"Couldn't have said it better myself," I reply. His eyes open.

"What?"

I stand up as he rubs his head.

"I'm going to go find some water," I say. "We're stuck on an island, because I see trees, and the air smells of salt." Drew nods.

"Yeah, yeah...just leave me here for a few minutes so I can think all this over." I walk away from Drew and into the trees. My heart is hammering loudly, and it's not because of Drew. I know I tied Ash, Drew and I all together...so where is he?

I lean back against a tree, and rub my eyes.

Even though I've known Ash for such a short period of time, I still feel terrible when I think of him being...gone. I mean, we just became girlfriend and boyfriend a little while ago! That is NOT supposed to happen to a new couple.

I shake my head.

Nope.

I'm going to find him, then slap that mummy back to life before yelling in his face to stay by me so I can keep him safe.

Muttering profanities under my breath, I scavenge around for water, until finding a tiny pool where some pokemon are sleeping. Looking around, I find a large leaf, before weaving several others together to make a basket of some sort so that I can carry water to Drew.

"Yo! Grass head!" I call. "Get off your lazy butt and get your water! I'm going to start looking for a way off this island!" Drew doesn't move.

"Umm..." I start.

"It's fine, just leave the water over there," he says. "I'll get it in a minute..." I frown, before walking over to him.

"What's wrong with your voice?" I ask him. He looks away from me, and I lean down, then poke him in the stomach. He lets out a loud yell and I wince.

"Sorry," I say, and pour some water into his mouth. "If you were injured, you should have told me."

He grunts. "It's no big deal..."

I roll my eyes.

"Shut up. Just tell me what's wrong, or I'm gonna poke you again." Drew's eyes widen.

"Okay, okay!" he yelps. "I think I bruised my back when I hit the ground." I nod.

"Okay..." I murmur, then look at him. "I'm not a doctor, so I have no clue what to do." Drew stares.

"Well, that's not very good, is it?" I shake my head.

"Nope."

"What should I do?" he asks. I shrug.

"I'll just wing it, and hope something works." Drew looks at me warily.

"Have you ever taken care of a sick or injured person...?" I grin.

"Nope, never!" Drew groans, and facepalms.

"I'm going to die, aren't I?"

"Most likely."

…

I try to make Drew as comfortable as possible, but the noise of my stomach tells me that I am to have to time to rest. Sighing, I envision a large, delicious pizza, and a coke.

Unfortunately, I am forced to find some creepy looking fruit for our lunch...or is it dinner time? I pick some fruit while mumbling about how I should've learned how to tell time from the sun when I was in school.

"Hey, Misty?" Drew calls.

"What?" I ask.

"Can you come back here very slowly, and quietly?" I frown, and pull the last fruit down from a branch.

"Sure, how come?" Drew doesn't answer, so I head back towards where he is sitting. He beckons me forward.

"Keep coming..." he says. I roll my eyes.

"I don't understand what you want."

"Shh." I glare, and stop walking.

"If you're going to prank me-"

"Ssssssss!"

I freeze.

Oh...shit...

Whipping around, I hurl several fruits in succession like a baseball star, hitting the group of Seviper behind me.

"RUN!" Drew screams. I take off down the sand dunes, and grab Drew's arm before half dragging, and half carrying him on my back down the beach.

"Seeeeeeviper!" the poison types hiss.

"DAMN IT!" I scream back. Tossing Drew behind a boulder as if he were a rag doll, I turn around, before holding up my fists.

"Looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way, huh?" Drew watches from a distance as I beat the crap out of the snakes. Snatching the tail of one, I swing it in a circle and allow it to fly into another.

Once those two are in a tangled mess, I dodge the fangs of the third, and grabs its neck before riding it around in circles.

"TAKE THAT YOU OVERGROWN WORM!" The three snakes-who are in such shock to be beaten up by a human-slither away in a hurry, wailing all the way. I clap my hands together, as if I were dusting them off, and turn to Drew, hands on my hips.

"How was that?" I ask him. He stares.

"You're one scary teenager." With that, he tips over, and faints. If he hadn't fainted, I'd beat the living daylights out of him for calling me scary. Lowering my temper, I let out a breath, and drag him behind me as I try to find a new place to rest for the night.

That's when I hear a bloodcurdling scream.

No One's POV

"They survived the fall," a girl's voice says. "It is definitely the right person." She turns to her companion, and twirls her shoulder length brown hair between her fingers.

"Excellent," says the boy beside her. "Let's call for reinforcements."

Hehehehehehehe! I think I'll make ALL my chapters end in a cliffhanger from now on! ;D How does that sounds guys? :PPP

As always...tell me what you thought! ^-^ (And yeah, I know this chapter was boring, but whatev!)

~Misty