Flying through Time [ON HOLD]

A Storm at Sea

The wind howled as it swirled around me.

It was blowing at rapid speeds.

Rain poured down as lighting flashed.

My grip was getting weaker.

What am I so desperate to hold onto?

Why is it so important?

My skin burned from an unknown source, as if it were changing.

"Whoa! Wh-wh-whoa!"

"Are... Are you ok?!"

A flash of lightning struck, getting to close for comfort.

"No! Don't let go!"

"Just a little longer... Come on! Hang on!"

Sudden blinding light, another lightning flash.

"N-n-no! I can't... hold on...!"

Blinding white and nothing but silence, I couldn't even here the crashing waves anymore.

"Ahhhh....."

~

I heard gentle waves as water splashed against my legs. I clenched my hands and sand molded to match my grip.

"Urrgh..." I opened my eyes to reveal a crystal blue sky and a deep blue ocean. I looked around a little bit more and saw rock formations close to the water and mountains behind me.

"Where... Where am I?" I struggled to get up.

"...I can't... Drifting off..." I collapsed on the sand and slowly blacked out.

~

A boy with soft violet hair and nervous emerald eyes stood in front of a tent-like structure that was sealed with an iron gate. Two wooden totem poles and large torches on each side. The place was high up so you could clearly see the sun was setting in the background.

"Hmm..." The boy paced back before a wooden grate.

"No. I refuse to be paralyzed by this any longer! This is it. I have to steel my courage today." The boy swiftly stepped onto the grate. A voice came from under the wooden grate.

"Person detected! Person detected!"

"Whose footprint?" A similar voice said.

"The footprint is a Fighting Type!"

"Waah!" The boy jumped off the grate. He nervously looked around.

"That was unexpected! ...Whew..." The boy nervously sweat-dropped. He stood in silence.

"I can't... I can't work up the courage to go in, after all... I told myself that this is the day, but..." He held a stone out with a strange white design on a flat side. He sighed deeply. The torches crackled loudly.

"I thought holding onto my personal treasure would inspire me... I just can't do it. I'm such a coward... this is so discouraging..." The boy put the rock into his pocket and ran down the stone stairs the led up to the flat peak of the mountain. Two boys step out from the bushes.

"Hey Enderlox. Did you get a load of that?!"

"You bet I did, WitherMU."

"That little wimp that was pacing around... had something good, right?"

"That's for sure. It looked like some kind of treasure."

"Do we go after it?"

"We do." They made their way down the stone steps.