The Mine

[Robert]

"Robert, come quick, the news is on. There might be a little news about father," bursted Robert's mother.

"Fine, I'll be there in a minute," Yelled a stringy white boy with black, messy hair yelled back.

The stringy boy sprinted back to the house, throwing aside the basketball he was playing with simply to pass the time. He thought this time, maybe, there would be some actual news, not the crap that they were reporting now.

About five minutes after Robert started sprinting to the house, he was sitting in a beautifully furnished room, on one of the finer leather couches. The news started, and the anchor man reported the most important news. The news on the collapsed mine.

"The victims of the mine collapse have not been found. The remaining of the mine has also collapsed, the victims have been assumed dead," the anchor man said. Robert flicked off the TV and turned to his mother.

"I'm going to my room, I can't listen to the rest of the news, it's impossible," Robert said to his mother. Without waiting for an answer, he ran up the stairs, with tears in his eyes.

He dashed to his room, slammed the door, and threw himself on the bed. Disimbodied thoughts and memories floated in and out of his head. The victims have been assumed dead...The victims of the mine collapse have not been found...The remaining of the mine has collapsed...Father dead...The mine, ruined...The others in the mine, also dead....

"What am I going to do?" Robert asked himself, and he knew what he had to do, he sent out his Tyranitar, his Swampert, and his Rapidash, all of who had belonged to his father once, never to see their original owner ever again.

"Listen," Robert told the others. "We have to go to the mine. We have to save my father, your catcher, your former owner. We have to go save him."

"Swamp," grunted Swampert

"Rapi, rapidash," cried Rapidash

"Tyranitar!" roared Tyranitar, so loud, the house seemed to shake.

Robert recalled, Tyranitar and Swampert to the pokeballs, and set ouside with Rapidash. He turned to Rapidash and said, "Okay Dash, ready for this?" Rapidash replied with a shreak, which he took for a yes.

Robert mounted Rapidash, and she set off to the mine. "Okay, Dash, the mine that collapsed is on the outskirts of town, it'll take a little while to get there, up to three hours.

It took a fair amount of time to get to the mine, in three hours, the sun was setting, and Robert was just coming up on the edge of the mine.

He gave a groan, eying the scene of the entrance of the mine, several giant rockfalls. Robert threw out his remaining two pokeballs, and set to work.

"Okay, Tyranitar, Swampert, move the rocks," he commanded. There were just some things you couldn't do on your own, rescueing a good-as-dead father was one thing.

It took alot of time, about half of hour, for Tyranitar and Swampert to move the rocks. By the tinme they were finsihed, night had fallen, and the only light came from the flaming tail and mane of Rapidash.

Finally, the rocks were cleared, and I set into the mine.

The second I set intothe mine, darkness, as dark as the darkness on a television set turned off. My immediate thought was that this was normal darkness, and I threw Dash's pokeball into the air, and the fire mane and tail didn't shine like I expected, but weren't even lighted. I ordered for a flamethrower., and even though I heard the whoosh of a flame, I didn't see the light I expected to illuminate the cave.

"This will be harder than I thought,"

[Robert]

Robert heard a pecuiliar sound, and knew what it was immediatly; Ghastly. They grabbed hold of Swampert and spirited him away, in a cloud of purple, my father's pokemon was there no more.

He bit his toungue, knowing it would be a futile resistance to try to grab the Ghastly, the Gas Pokemon. Even though, when they came and took Tyranitar, Robert's instinct couldn't help but grab at the swirling purple, and in return, got two scolding hands, with a shade of purple.

He saw about three or four more solid purple creature, and one nearly comepletly solid creature.

With only Dash for company, he set off, feeling where he steped, finally, Robert stepped into straight into an opening that he expected to be more wall, and fell on his face. He saw a fire, a light! Then he saw several figuires illuminated by the light, it sent a shiver down Robert spine, and through his entire body

They were Ghastly, Haunter, and a single Genger. Robert cammanded dash to use a flamethrwoer, and knew that it didn't work. The fire would pas right through them. HE then recognised the man that was next to them, alive or dead, I would not know, but Robert recognised him as my his father. He then threw a pokemon doll to the next wall, where I heard a clunk. Robert quickly checked the man's pulse, nothing. But Robert wouldn't give up that easily, not afterall he went to get to the stupid fire. It hit him with a pang as he mourned Tyranitar and Swampert

He flungng the man over my shoulder, and ran, like he wouldn't ever do it again. The Ghastly caught up with me, then took me with the purple shade. He quickly knew that he would share the same fate as his father, that he was going to die alone. They took Dash too, she had fainted, and Robert still hadn't had Tyranitar or Swampert back yet. He was atleast going to be with his father again. He saw a solid Ghastly, and remembered with a jolt of annoyance.

When a Ghastly attacks, it becomes solid enough to hit, the same thing with Gengar and Haunter, even though they looked solid, they couldn't be attacked at any time, even gengar was oblivious to attacks when it wasn't attacking, but you could damage a Gas type Pokemon when it attacked. "Tackle," Robert murmurred, knowing the call would not be answered by an attack, but he couldn't help to think that he heard the tinkering of metal, he also thought he saw a flash of metal, a bit of green, and a bit of blue.

Knowing there would be no other chance, he elled with all his might, "Iron Tail!" The call was answered by half a dozen Steel type pokemon. Two adult Aggrons, three what he assumed were adolecent Lairon, and one painfully obvious infantile Aron, whose Iron Tail couldn't hurt the Ghastly, which rose a hundred feet into the air, in whch the Lairon and Aggron followed, unusually aerodynamic. The little Aron couldn't help to watch as it was left out of the action because it was too little too be a help, and would obviously be just a nuisance.

The Iron Tails hit the Gas Pokemon, and they fled to the darkest recesses of the trechoures cave, defeated by their prey, by an unusually lucky shot.

But now would be another problem, the impact of the fall of two limp bodies on a craggy floor from one hundred feet in the air. The Aron dashed to quickly soften the ground, but he was not fast enough, even though Robert got past ghosts, he could not survive an impact of this magnitude. He closed his dies, prepared to die, wondering if it would be easy as falling asleep, or the most painful experiance of his life, he expected the latter.

There were two deafening roars, and a green and craggy Tyranitar, running slightly behind a deepest blue Swampert. The Swampert went straight too his former master, and Swampert was ready to catch Robert. Tyranitar caught his former master easily, but unfortunately, Swampert was several feet away, his fingers only grazing Robert, enough to cushion a mere five feets' damage of the fall.

The little Aron knew it was his time to shine, he had already been under the patch of earth that he knew Robert would land upon, and had already softened the craggy earth to some extent, but not nearly enough to cushion the fall Robert was about to suffur. He tried to stand upon his his hind legs, and managed, his first feat to evolving!

Robert was caught in the little Arons minuscule arms, and at first it looked like the Aron had suceeded, but then he dropped the large, adolecent body.

Robert would have broke several bones if the ground had not been pre softened by the little Aron, and he fell on it as if it was an extremely firm matress, hard, but not enough to kill him, or break his bones for that matter.

Robert had blacked out by then, so the Aggron carried the bodies to their den, wondering if they were dead or alive.

His father was the first to stir, evidentily alive. He simply glimpsed around, saw his former Pokemon, the steel Pokemon, and then his son.

With tears glistening on his face, he smiled, and gave a silent thank you to the Aggron, and knelt down, beside his son, who he thought had died in the struggle.

Robert was starting to awaken now, like coming out of this dreadful cave.