Flame is so close from escaping, but does fate intend on letting him escape this one? Comments please

If you havn't already read, I have a second pokemon fanfic. (Details in the last chapter, go have a looksie)

Episode Thirty-Three: Fiery Demise

A crack of sunlight shone though the tiny opening we had created, but it was there. The tiny sliver of hope. (Corny, but that is what it was to us all)

"Heave!" Alpha yelled. We all pulled as one and the opening became wider and wider, millimeter by millimeter.

As we continued our excursion, I asked Porygon what exactly this cave was.

"A loading bay, supplies came in through here. This huge door is here to stop any unwanted guests getting in."

"But it is not going to stop us getting out!" I grunted as I shoved with all my strength.

It looked as though we were going to get out without a problem, untill fate decided to royally crap on that idea. Smoke began to filter in through a small side entrance, and there was alot of it. It was slowly beginning to fill up the room.

"Keep going!" Alpha cried, as he began to launch fireballs up at the mechanics near the top of the door. The gears began to weaken under the heat barrage and some of the resistance the door put up faded, allowing our progress to speed up.

However, fate definatly wasn't going to give us up easily. I heard a small rubbling coming from the tunnel we had left, which quickly turned into a huge roar as it collapsed and sent half-melted debris flying everywhere. The cave we were in slowly heated up as the flames filled all the connecting tunnels and slowly melted the rocks nearby.

"Damnit. Water types, try and cool off the rock around us!" I yelled as I pushed withthe extra force that only death's approach can bring. 'We are not going to perish here. Not when we are so damn close! '

Many of the smaller Pokémon had to slow down and catch their breath, while the rest of us continued to slave away.

Suddenly, we all heard a huge hiss as the water types launched volleys of freezing water in an attempt to cool the surrounding rocks and prevent the impending meltdown. It was a futile task, and we all knew it, but it did buy us some time. Time we deperatly needed.

As the crack got wider, the heat and smoke that surrounded us got more intense. Some Pokémon looked just about ready to collapse, I felt the same way but I dare not show it. Me and Alpha were all that was stopping them from giving up full stop.

Alpha had given up his fireball tactic and had instead gone on and was organising the water types so there was always a constant stream of water pelting the rocks, some of which were beginning to glow as they began to melt. The Pokémon nearer the cave walls had to move closer to the center in order to avoid the molten rock and blistering heat.

As the space we had got smaller and smaller, pokemon got more and more restless. Soon, several of the smaller ones lost it completely and squeased outside through the gap in the door. I could have followed, but I didn't want to leave the larger Pokémon to die. Even I wasn't that heartless. I used to be but my past experiences, plus the memory of the encounter with Mew, drove me to stay. Even if it led to my downfall. I could tell Alpha and Bulbasaur felt the same as they could also have escaped but instead stayed behind. (Bellsprout also stayed, but I'm not to sure that was heroism.)

Soon, the rocks infront of the escape route began to melt so we couldn't escape anyway. We were all too tired and were fighting for breath to care, one by one we all flopped to the ground and watched as the stream of fiery rock came ever closer.

'Bollocks. Well at least I'm going to die in a slightly bigger cage than the one I was in earlier. Next time, never listen to the pink cat.'

-To Be Continued-