Volcano - OUTDATED

It was a deep night, deep and dark. Magnet hovered simply above the ground, looking off into the distance. He whirled about his magnets, thinking. He paused his twirling, having made up his mind, he would go to the mountain. It was a longish journey in the dead of night. But he eventually made it to the base of the volcano; he would now have to climb all the way to the top. He luckily did not have to climb but rather hover as magneton do, but the journey would still be difficult. Not wanting to waste any more time, he started going up. It was a steep hill covered in mossy boulders and moss in general. It would have caused him to slip and fall if he had been walking, but he obviously was not. He had to dodge the occasional bolder as he climbed. But it was not that difficult as he could just float over or around them. Finally, after quite some time, he had made it to the top of the volcano. It was inactive, and the top was carved out with a bottom that was almost glassy and black. Floating down, he looked down upon the ground. It was almost shiny and looked hard but grainy at the same time. He whirled over to the middle of the volcano, finally at the magnetic spot for optimal evolution.