Without Brock or Pikachu, Ash and Misty were exploring what looked to be ancient ruins. They were told rare Pokémon were inscripted in the walls and there was said to be ancient artwork on tablets somewhere inside the Union Ruins. Ash only got in because there was a part of the ruins that were free to the public and no one seemed to be there on the weekdays so he went to have a look inside with his friend Misty. The place almost seemed infested with wild Pokémon. Rattata crawling in and around the walls. A Noctowl and a few Hoothoot chirped from roosting somewhere near the ceiling inside the dark ruins. They were trying to wait out the day light. Ash looked around at his surroundings with one brow raised. He couldn't understand any of the inscriptions written upon the walls. Misty hung close by his side.

"This is kinda disappointing. I wanted to see the legendary Pokémon tablets.."

Misty furrows her brow and pouts over at Ash while they walk "Well they're 'legendary' aren't they? Nobody knows if they really exist, there's only tall tales."

"Yeah but wouldn't it be awesome if I could find it? Legends come from somewhere, Misty. I could be the very first one to see them in millions of years!" The boy grinned widely and stood up proud while he walked about carrying his flashlight.

The light wasn't need for everywhere being it was still day time and the sunlight shined through cracks, holes and cave ins on the ceilings and walls all around them. There were still corners too dark to see clearly without the helpful tool.

"Thousands, Ash. Humans didn't exist millions of years ago" the redhead corrected.

Ash blinks and glances back at Misty. He stops walking "But if they didn't exist who wrote all the stuff on these walls?"

Misty stops and stares blankly at Ash for a moment before face palming herself. "Ash.. sometimes you're very dense. You know that right?"

Ash blinks and shoots a glare at Misty "I don't care what you say, I'm gonna find those tablets! And then the museum will have to THANK me instead of kicking me out like that. I'm gonna make them regret it"

"Very dense.." She repeated in her head before lowering her hand from her face."Ash, I don't think they're gonna let you back in after that."

"And why not?" Ash put his hands on his hips and turned to face Misty.

"You got kicked out because you tripped over the display and broke a four hundred year old vase, you numb skull! That's why we're out here."

"Hey that's not true! The guy in the hat tripped me!" The boy defended himself. He then turned around and almost ran slap into a wall. Blinking rapidly at it as if it had suddenly appeared behind him.

"Hey, be careful, Ash." The girl leaned around Ash as if to try and see his face.

He stares blankly at the wall for a minute and takes a small step closer. He places the flashlight in his mouth and leans forward, placing his hands on the wall. Peeking through a small hole in between two of the old dusty bricks, he sees light come through from another room.

"What is it?" Misty almost looks in the direction of the light as it shoots to the left before noting it was in Ash's mouth. She then takes a step closer and has to try a little harder to see Ash's face, now that he's pressed up against a wall.

"There's light back there!"

"Another room?" Misty questions. She looked down at the map in her arms. "That's not right. It doesn't say there's a room like that on this map." A thought then occurred to her. "Well.. it's also a tour guide map, not an official map" By the time she looked back up from the map Ash had already sprinted off in another direction looking for a way to enter the extra room.

Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap! His shoes, against the busted, paved brick and crumbling floor.

"Ash! You're not going back there are you?"

"It's not on the map, maybe it's where those tablets are!"

"ASH. It's not on the map because that area's off limits!" She quickly chased after the boy.

"If they wanted people to come down here then why would they make rooms off limits?"

"Because maybe they're UNSAFE?" Misty argued louder as she caught up to the boy.

He slides to a stop a looks up the solid wall that separates him from the next area.

"Besides, that wall's solid. There's no getting through there."

He stared at the huge hole in the ceiling. "Not through! .. But over maybe..! That's it, Misty..! When there is no ceiling there are no walls..!"

"What?" Misty stared up at the hole in the ceiling.

"... Only fences..!" Ash continued to exclaim as he grabbed onto one of many long sturdy vines growing down the wall before him. He then quickly begins trying to scale the wall with it.

Misty would be amazed by Ash's words there if not for the fact his plan was flawed from the get go. Rather than saying anything, she just sighed and waited for the inevitable to happen. She had relived this moment several times already and she almost knew exactly what was about to happen.

The vine broke, just as she thought it would, and the boy came crashing down to the floor on his back. "AAAAowwh--" Ash cried as he sat up and held his back, wincing one eye shut for a moment. He glared up at the hole in the ceiling.

A few minutes later, sparkles poured off of the creature's wings as it flew. Lowering Misty down onto the other side of the wall, it released her suspenders and the shoulders of her shirt from it's talons. The shiny Noctowl then returned over the wall to swoop Ash up onto it's back.

Hugging onto the back of the bird, Ash made it over the wall as well. He switches side saddle and hops from the bird's back. Stumbling a little, he rushes forward until regaining his balance and stands up straight. "Great job, Noctowl!" The bird coo'd happily at it's trainer's glee "Now, return!" He held the ball of mirrors out as it dematerialized the creature and converted it into a plasma form. The ball sucked the plasma energy back inside ; Bouncing and containing the energy off of all of the mirrors on it's interior Ash then minimized the ball to about the size of a shooter marble and placed it back on his belt. "See Misty?" The boy snubbed his nose in the air with hands placed on his hips quite proudly "Walls and maps don't know what they're talking about."

Misty, unimpressed, glared blankly at Ash. "Now that we're over here, where's your legendary Pokémon? It's just a big blank empty room like the last twelve we went through." She griped.

"Nu-uh. This one's different! And the more we explore the better our chances of finding one of those tablets... then I'll get to see a legendary Pokémon.. And maybe, catch one too!" the boy continued to hype himself up.

Meanwhile, Pikachu is back with Brock and their tour guide. They're waiting patiently at the damn museum for their friends to return. .. And perhaps currently negotiating as to how they can pay for the damaged vase.

The two went on exploring the new area. It looked very much like the last area. Only it had a big hallway-like corridor extending out beyond it. There were red tiles amidst all of the golden ones in each of the long dark red pathways. They went around the room in patterns like a work of art. From between some of the bricks, grass had begun to grow. From one of the walls, hung a Victreebel with it's lid open. It watched the two as the walked ; following them with it's eyes.

Ash falls a little ways behind Misty. He was taking a long time passing through his surroundings. He watches the walls of the large room with extreme intrigue, keeping a careful eye out for any sort of Pokémon carvings or artifacts as well as for any rare Pokémon that could at all appear.

Misty on the other hand, seems to be in a hurry to get out of the area. Her legs were killing her from walking all this way. Her feet hurt and she'd already been drug around the entire museum watching after Ash just earlier that day. She'd long lost patience with Ash. They're now in a location completely off limits from the rest of the tour. There wasn't anyone here to start with, which made the trip rather dull and boring. But also dangerous. A cave in or something to that effect seemed likely right about now.

The roof was very highly rotted and eroded away. Sand poured down in a small trickle from a crack in the ceiling as if it were newly formed. But it could just as likely be the wind blowing the sand across the roof. Ash steps over a somewhat wobbly brick in the floor and pays it very little attention.

Water had begun to seep under the temple because of it's low center and the nearby ponds overflowed when it rained. Some of the water had gathered here, between the bricks in the floor. There was quick sand under the temple as a result. But neither of the children were at all bothered by this fact. They had been well advised enough. What appeared to be a large puddle of water was filled with enough bricks and the busted pebble-like debris of which for Ash to easily hop across. He decided to go about it this way rather than go around the puddle--what seemed like the boring way, like Misty had done. But the shaking of one of the stone bricks he stepped across had alerted yet another Pokémon to his presence.

Bubbling out from between the bricks and rubble, a purple-ish blob-like Pokémon that had been resting up until only now, had begun to take shape.