Prompt: Lucas notices Red's apparent ability to teleport.

The ruins made Lucas nervous. There were a number of reasons - the dark, the monsters lurking in every corner, the promise of ancient booby-traps that seemed to be incredibly advanced for whatever supposedly primitive race constructed the ancient temple in the first place? Not to mention all those movies he'd watched with Claus involving horrible curses that effected anyone connected to whoever was foolish enough to open an old tomb... Hadn't one of them taken place in ruins just like these?

It may have been a bit cowardly to hide behind a turtle of all things, but it wasn't out of desire to save his own skin that Lucas allowed the Pokemon to go first. If he were to lead, no doubt he would end up taking a wrong turn which would only lead deeper into the ruins - if he could even work up the courage to move his legs at all. But Squirtle was bold enough to trek through the dark labyrinth, knocking out any threat with a quick jet of water right between the eyes. For something that so resembled a turtle it moved quickly, inspiring Lucas to match its pace for fear of getting left behind. In the end, Squirtle's leadership which was what would (hopefully) ensure Lucas and Red's survival.

At the thought of Red, Lucas instinctively looked back over his shoulder. The older boy was a good few metres behind, which was worrisome. What if something happened to separate them? Trap doors? Ambushes? A stone slab slowly sliding down from some hidden compartment in the ceiling, heavy enough to trap someone if they weren't quick enough, or squish them if they only almost were?

This last thing only sprang to mind because it had begun to happen. Lucas let out a short cry of surprise, his eyes darting wildly from the falling wall to where his friend was. He turned his head to call for Squirtle, who had already wandered too far ahead. If he went back to get Red, he risked separation from their guide, but if he left Red behind... Helplessly, Lucas made frantic gestures in the hopes of getting Red to hurry. By now the wall was so low that he could only see his bottom half. The Pokemon Trainer broke into a sprint, but it was too late. The wall closed.

No!

Lucas pounded his fists against the wall in desperation. He couldn't lose someone else. Not now! And what if Squirtle had already rounded a corner and left him behind too? Don't cry, don't cry... He felt something tap on his shoulder and jumped slightly, until he realized it was probably the Pokemon. He turned to give him the bad news, but instead of Squirtle behind him it was... Red?!

Lucas let out a strangled yelp and looked back at the wall. It was still there. But how..?

He opened his mouth to question Red, but the boy was already several feet ahead to reunite with Squirtle. Not wanting to risk being trapped himself, Lucas hurried to catch up with him. He couldn't possibly have teleported or anything like that. He didn't think Red had any PK powers...

Lucas just shook his head and silently latched on to his friend's hand. When they got out of this, he wouldn't watch another Indiana Jones movie again.