Mystery Dungeon Rp/Story

*And we'll do this, instead of rushing it. From what Zym told her, the world around them forms into the setting an couple of hours before he went in and killed her. Zym stands there, a scythe in his hand, he looks hell of a lot younger as he stares at Sam*
Zym: What the hell happened?!
*Currently they are standing outside of a mansion, a fairly big one at that. The gates currently locked and guards patrolling around*

*Sam takes a few steps towards Zym and looks around.*
Sam-" I have no earthly idea.... I think I might have saved us. This kinda looks like earth, only less dark and more livable."
*She closes her eyes and smiles at Zym, thinking she did something good.*

*He tilts his head and looks back at his hair*
Zym: My pony tail is shorter...my scythe is made of steel...not orichalcum...
*He looks at her*
Zym: Your scar probably screwed something up....and there's light....?
*He looks around*
Zym: maybe the others fixed things, let's head back.
*He turns and starts walking back to treasure town, soon smacking straight into a wall and falling onto his bottom*
Zym: >_< Ow!

*Sam bends over him so she's almost nose to nose with him, tilting her head a little off to the side. A few strands of her hair fall into his face as she just gives him a creepy, puzzling stare.*
Sam-" You know, you seem a lot more careless now. That, and shorter. Why'd you hit the wall like that? Why not just climb up it like normal?"

Zym: I'm asking the same question...
*He looks at the path down the hill*
Zym: That way...I think, leads straight back to Town...but...I'll be killed if I don't complete the mission...
*He turns back to the gates before shaking his head, the bead on his hair sliding off and and landing in the grass*
Zym: ._. what did I say?

Sam-" You were saying something about a mission... I didn't know you were ever part of a rescue team. That's so sweet."
*Slowly walking over, she picks up the bead he dropped on the ground and takes it back over to him.*
Sam-" Here, just hold still. I'll get this thing back on for you."
*Grabbing all his hair together in one group, she pulls it out straight and slides the bead on, pulling it all the way up to his head.*
Sam-" Keep it like that. Harder to get off."

Zym: Missions are what I used to call them.
*He slowly sits back up*
Zym: Wait a minute, I burned this hole place to the ground...why the hell is it here?
*He looks back at the road, it's now completely fogged over, numbers, and electricity sparks come from it*

Sam-" ...Something ain't right here. Hold on a second, let me check a few things. This can't be our time on earth, because there's no darkness."
*Searching around on the ground for a bit, she eventually find a balled up newspaper in the bushes. Spreading it out with a quick flick of the wrists, she gets a ._. face.*
Sam-" Zym, either this is a really old newspaper, or we're in the DISTANT past... like, daddy still being young past..."

Zym: That would explain a lot, except the road...
*He slowly walks over to it and walks through the fog, a few seconds later he comes back out from the way he came*
Zym: That isn't right, this isn't the way I'm supposed to go...

Sam-" ...This is like something straight out of the Twilight Zone. Why are we even here, and what was that mission you started to ramble on about?"
*She's already trying to form another sphere in her paws, hoping it will take them home.*

Zym: The photo...maybe something went haywire with your powers and they sent us int my memories or something...
*Seems like the her powers aren't activating or working at all, so they are stuck there and as fox for the time being*

*Tears start to streak down Sam's cheeks as she sinks to her knees, letting her hands free fall in between her knees.*
Sam-" But... this can't be right. I can't be in your memories... I can't be stuck as an ugly fox... this is hell, I just know it. I died and went to hell. I'm not cute, I'm ugly!" ;_;

Zym: You don't look all that bad, and i get a hunch that we need to get inside the mansion.
*He walks over and kicks open the gate, soon holding up his scythe*

Sam-" NO ZYM! This looks like the mansion you were talking about earlier... you mentioned something about one during your Umbreon story... I don't want to go any deeper into that story. Hearing it was bad enough."
*She slides down onto her bottom and starts to try to crawl away, still looking at him the whole time.*

Zym: Go ahead into the fog then. That's as far as you'll go.
*He slowly walks in and looks around at the guards*
Zym: This'll be fun...

*Sam leaps at Zym and grabs his feet, trying to drag him back.*
Sam-" Don't say that! You know what's going to happen, and I don't want you to be a killer Zym! Stop it!"

Zym: Then stay back, your dragging me behind.
*He starts dragging his feet, reaching into his cloak he takes out a throwing knife and throws it at a guards neck, making him fall off his post*

*Sam growls at Zym and pulls back, once again hitting him in the face.*
Sam-" I'm not letting you do this Zymphony!"

*Zym pushes her down*
Zym: Will you shut up?! You'll jeopardize everything!
*He turns back and starts towards the entrance, his weapon starting to glow a purple*
Zym: Now help me Sam or die...
*Wow, kids really immature...*

*And with that, Sam brings a large tree branch across his forehead.*
Sam-" I'm telling you now Zym, I'm not letting you do any of this all over again. You can try to kill me if you want, but I won't stop until I truly am dead."
*She keeps thinking to herself the whole time, hoping desperately it truly is only his memory, because if it is the real past, he'll HAVE to do everything he did before, else mess up the timeline.*