Once upon a time, there was a witch. She lived all alone, in a small hut out side of the village. She was feared by the people of the village, and her only friends were the Erthys. The Erthys were old beings, as old as mother earth herself. The Erthys were powerful beings, but they could not influence the physical world. That was the one thing they wanted. The witch decided to help the Erthys, and started making vessels for the strange beings. The Erthys were able to take control of the vessels, and use them to interact with the world. They were overjoyed! But, this could not last. The Village soon saw the strange things that were going on at the witch’s hut, and -
“Master! I’m bored!”
I was jolted out of the book I was reading.
“Chip,” I was just getting to the good part!”
Chip looked at me. His orange fur was slightly brown, and I could tell that he had been playing in the dirt. At least it wasn’t like the time that he had made himself all black. The black marks that were on his fur were still seeable, and that was good. The most obvious part was the bib that he had, a cream colored peace of fluff that was stuck to his front. It was the same color as his bushy tail, and the small bit of fur that came from his head. He poked me with his little nose, and his blue eyes looked at me. He was the fire type know as Growlithe, but to me, he was Chip.
“Just one stick!” He whet on, “You know I love to fetch them!”
I looked around the grove that we had been in. There were cliffs behind me and the small road that lead back to the village. A few trees were scattered about, but they hung onto their branches, not willing to let the dog like Pokemon have any fun.
“Out of all the partners I got,” I said, “I had to get the one that liked getting dirty and hated baths!”
“But water is scary!” He barked “And it’s not my fault we were paired up!”
I let my anger go. It really wasn’t his fault, he was a fire type and fetching things just came to him. I looked up at the sun, it was getting late. I stood up, and dusted the dirt off of my light green shirt and dark green jacket. My brown pants had gotten leafs stuck to them, and I brushed them off too. My sandals were a bit muddy too, which made me wonder why I even came up here. It was away from everything. That was why. I started down the rocky path that would lead use down to the village, Chip right at my heels. We were about to reach the village when a small voice reached my ears.
“Kyle!” The voice belonged to my little sister, Emmy. I see a lot of me in her. Same green eyes, same black hair, same light skin, but I also see a lot of differences. She’s a girl for one, and she has a smile that just screams cuteness. That aside, I see that her own partner, a small white Pokemon, with two green leafs for hands, and orange eyes, a Cottonee.
“What’s up?” I ask her. She doesn’t seek me out unless she really needs something. Given the look in her eyes, I figured that it must be something really big or important. I was hopping it was something like having Chip light a fire or get a ball from the cliff that she would accidently toss balls on to.
“Come,” She said, as she lead us down a side path, that just scraped the side of the village. We pasted the back of old houses built with brick and wood. This was part of the oldest bit of town. A few lines of laundry hung from the houses, one side tried to a window, the other tried to a tree. We kept on going until we reached a house. I wondered why we didn’t just go through the village, but it would be crowded at this time of day, making our journey to the house harder. The house belongs to the Tams, whose son was a good friend of Emmy’s. We walked in, and headed up a few stairs. We were in a bedroom and Emmy’s friend, Zolar, was lying in the bed. He wasn’t looking so good.
His partner, a small violet ball of gas, looked at me. Eyes full of worry looked at me. Midnight the Ghasty looked at us, also looking a bit sick.
“What’s wrong with him?” I asked a little worried. Zolar looked sick and sickness scared me. I decided not to think about it, but I was tempted to run out the door. I pushed that thought away, Emmy’s friend was in trouble, and I should be helping.
“He got sick,” Emmy said. I held back the urge to say no duh, but I waited. “What do you need me for? You know I don’t like sick people!”
“I have a name you know!” Zolar said, using a raspy voice. I haven’t noticed how bad he really was. “I need a gold fruit,”
“Can’t you buy one from Cliffburgh?” Cliffburgh was the town to the east of the village, and was known for their large trees and fruits.
“They’re all sold out,” Zolar mumbled, “And I don’t know if I can make it till the next shipment comes,”
“And why do you need me?” I asked “Sounds like a job for someone who is not Kyle,”
“Well, you see there is one tree that has the gold fruit near here,” Zolar went on “And I need for you to get the fruit. It should not be too hard! I had Emmy mark it on the map”
Emmy walked over to me holding a map.
“Will you help us brother?” She asked, giving me her very best puppy eyes. She was like Chip that way, something that was hard to say no to.
“Okay,” I said as I took the map. My sister gave me a hug smile and I showed the map to Chip. It was one of the Village and the surrounding areas. A red circle had been drawn, marking the location of the tree.
“Okay, I’m off,” I said, “If were not back by sundown, send help,” With that we headed out. I looked closer at the map, it lead to a small cliff that was next to a river. We started walking to the mark.
I looked around the cliff. This was the place, it matched the map. The map was a little misleading as it didn’t show the large drop that was between the river and the cliff that were we on. I looked around the area some more, seeing trees, grass, and rocks. The trees were in a clump. Now we just had to find that tree. I walked over to the clump of trees, and started looking for the fruit. I spotted a tree with golden fruit hanging from it.
“That’s it!” I said as I ran towards the tree. Then I heard crunching sound, and I looked down. A bone was under my foot. It looked like a leg bone. I looked around the bone and saw a whole skeleton attached to the leg bone.
“Ahhh!” I yelled as I fell back from the tree. I hadn’t seen the skeleton when I was approaching the tree. I was distracted buy the golden fruit.
“What’s wrong?” Chip barked at me. “It’s not even human, or Pokemon.”
I looked closer at the skeleton, Chip was right. The skeleton was made out off wood for one, and it had a large spike emerging from the head. I wasn’t any kind of wood either. The bones seemed to have been made from branches that were torn from trees. The brown bark was flaking off in places, and white wood was showing through. Cobwebs had taken hold, and the legs were under a small about of dirt. The eyes were the weirdest part; they were clean, like time had never touched them.
“Nothing,” I said “It’s just weird.”
“Can we go now?” Chip said, “It’s getting dark!” I looked up, seeing that clouds had been forming above us, and a hazy fog had blown in.
“That’s weird,” I mumbled “Fog doesn’t come in that fast. We’ll be going once I get the fru-“
I was knocked back by a massive force. The air was tingling. The fog was still white, but strands of blue were starting to form, chanting started. The ground was moving, the wooden skeleton was moving! It stood up, its eyes, which were empty before, and glowing spheres of blue in them. It raised its hand; I stood in shock as it reached down into the ground and pulled a wicked sharp piece of wood out of the ground. I didn’t want to know how the wood had gotten that sharp.
It looked at me and then done at its leg bone. The bone hadn’t been damaged by my foot at all. The thing didn’t seem to be happy to see me. Getting stepped on would tick me off too. It raised it’s sword at me and charged.
“Master!” I was knocked to the side by Chip, who had knocked me to the side. We scrambled to get up, and faced the wooden thing. The wood thing it was made out of wood. Wood was weak to fire, which was the element that Chip could use. The skeleton wasn’t good at stopping, or making sharp turns.
“Chip, set it on fire or something!” I yelled at him. Chip jumped out of my lap and took a battle stance. He took a deep breath and blasted a large stream of flame towards the wooden skeleton. The skeleton didn’t react as the flame rushed towards him. It stopped its march as the flames him and engulfed him. I waited for to turn to ashes, but it didn’t. Chip stopped with this attack but the fire on the skeleton didn’t. The skeleton rose it’s now flaming sword, its eyes still an eerie blue.
I got up and stared running chip right behind me.
“Where’s the exit!” I yelled, the fog had become thick, and I could no longer see the path that we had came down. “That fire didn’t help!”
“I was only doing what you told me to do!” Chip barked. He had a point. What to do! What to do!
“I have an idea!” I yelled and it’s just crazy enough to work!”
I picked up Chip, and whispered in his ear. He nodded, and I placed him on the ground. We ran towards the sound of the river. The flaming thing was getting closer to us. We had to time this just right. The rushing of the river was getting closer. I could see the edge of the cliff.
“Now!” I yelled. I made a sharp turn to left, Chip made a turn to the right. The skeleton, which was going full speed, went strait off the cliff. I stopped running; the fog was going, almost like it was following the skeleton down the river. The blue stuff was already gone. I walked over to the cliff, and looked down, no sign of our wooden foe.
“We did it!” Chip barked “Now we can get the fruit!”
“Right,” I said “I had almost forgotten about that.” I walked over to the tree and grabbed a gold fruit off of a branch. “Let’s head back to the Village!”
We went back to Zolar’s house. It was dark by the time that we had arrived. I walked into the house, Chip at my heels. Emmy was waiting for us.
“I was getting worried!” She said “Did you get the fruit?”
“Yup,” I held up the gald fruit. “Is Zolar okay?”
“He’s asleep,” She put out her and, wanting to take the fruit. I gave it too her. We headed upstairs. Zolar was asleep in his bed, and we walked over to him.
“Zolar,” Emmy said “Wake up, Kyle got the fruit!” Zolar opened his eyes, and looked at us.
“He did?” Zolar asked as he looked at us, and sat up.
“Here,” Emmy said offering the golden fruit. “Eat it,” Zolar took the fruit and started munching on it. Soon it was all gone.
“Thanks guys,” Zolar said as he lay back down. “I should be fine now, I owe you guys one,” With that he fell back to sleep. I looked at Emmy.
“Let’s go,” Emmy said, “I’m ready to take a nap,”
“You think that you need a nap?” I said “Wait until I tell you what I had to do to get the fruit!”