Chapter 146
Two more days of travelling was all it took for them to reach the signs that indicated where Violet City and the Ruins of Alph were, the intersection between them prompted a decision, one that was already made by their group.
They chose the right side of the forked road, the one where the sign marked by a Unown was pointing towards.
"Do you guys think we'll find a fossil in the ruins?" Whitney turned to the two of them.
"If we want a fossil, I'm pretty sure we're going to have to spend time actually searching for them on the rocks around the area," Grene looked at the pinkette with a dull look, "I am not spending a long time searching for a fossil that I am not going to use,"
"I'm sure there are Fighting Type fossil Pokemon out there right?" Whitney looked at Virah.
"Not as far as we're aware," the researcher shrugged, "so far, the scientific and Pokemaniac communities have only found two shattered fossils that don't belong to the standard Omanyte and Kabuto line,"
"Wait really?" Whitney looked at her, "how so? Isn't that a good sign? Maybe those are Normal or Fighting Types?"
"Not... really," Virah winced, "one of the pieces that they found was a part of some kind of claw, no genetic material unfortunately, but from the studied characteristics, the chances of it being Bug Type are high so don't get your hopes up,"
"Oh," Whitney deflated, "are there more?"
"Yeah," Virah nodded, "we found a piece of some kind of shell but nothing more than that, again, this most likely isn't from a Normal Type, it leans more on Water or Ice,"
"Oh," disappointed, Whitney sighed before turning her eyes in front of her, "still, that Amber thing is a pretty big deal in the fossil community right?"
"Hm? Yeah," Virah opened her Pokewatch, "apparently it belongs to a Flying Type of sorts?" The researcher said, "I haven't done much research on it but we could probably see one if we go to places where fossilized trees are frequently dug up,"
The poison specialist hummed, "this is a big maybe," she said, adding, "and we might also have competition in the form of Pokemaniacs or even rangers so, yeah, not exactly a solid plan but it's worth a shot I think?"
"We should do it," Whitney said.
"I think so too," Grene chimed, "I wanna see what's it about,"
"Fair enough," Virah shrugged, "help me look for signs of Sudowoodoo on the ruins and then we'll go on from there,"
With nothing but the sounds of their footsteps, they left the general location of the entrance and headed down the path which led to the storage area.
"By the way, we're actually going to one of the shrines," Virah said, she looked back at her friends, their curious look didn't disappear even as they covered their eyes from the sudden light, "I'm confident that there's at least one of those things there,"
"It makes sense, if these people are as religious as the ones we have now, then they'll definitely put important materials on their shrines for worship," Grene nodded.
"That is the thinking I am basing my words on yes," Virah looked forward.
They walked for a while, with Virah looking at the markings of crops such as wheat and barly on top of the door frames of the many rooms they have passed by, they have checked them but found nothing of worth.
She didn't find anything interesting, merely written words, religious practices carved on the walls, as well as Pokemon.
Until, at least, something forced her to stop.
She has looked at the many carved sigils and statues of various Pokemon as they walked and none of them grabbed her attention, let alone made her think twice.
But the carved Pokemon in front of her, one with a serpentine neck with a wavy head of hair, thin, branch-like limbs which end in points, and its most defining feature of all, a strange, pointed oval jewelry on the stomach.
Besides it are two statues that she didn't recognize, one was a quadruped dawning armor with a crown on its stomach, it looked similar to Arceus with one minor change, that being the gemstone on its chest.
Another statue was another long-necked Pokemon that felt way too familiar to Virah but she couldn't figure out why, this one was bipedal, with thick shoulders with gemstones embedded on their center.
Between them and beneath the carved Arceus was a riddle, one that was solved save for one last part, [Here is the shrine of the most powerful deity of all, ******]
Beneath the riddle were a series of blocks with Unown markings that would perfectly fit square-shaped gaps of the blanked part of the riddle.
"Virah?" Whitney's words broke Virah out of her stupor, "what's wrong?"
Instead of answering, Virah stepped forward and as though mind controlled, began rummaging through the gathered blocks, she picked out the proper Unowns, spelling out the name of the God that she recently thought was false and fake.
She laughed hysterically, oh, she was so, so wrong!
Once the name was spelled out, the eyes of the statues shone and a series of glowing lines erupted from the ground before crawling up the walls, the biggest and center most line then split, revealing an untouched room of the ruins.