90 Chapter 90

I had seriously underestimated the distance between my destination and Vermillion City.

It was a lot farther out than the maps I'd seen implied. Actually, the maps couldn't even locate it, only give me a general area that was always storming. That was how I knew it was where I needed to go.

Sitting thousands of feet in the air, secured tightly to Fearow's back, I wiped the screen of my phone, getting rid of the mass of rain that blocked out the screen.

It was filled up again a second later, only allowing me a glimpse at the screen. But it was enough.

I'm soaked to the freaking bone, and Fearow isn't looking too much better. It was a good choice of mind to pull out a thick rain jacket when I left Misty behind to come out here.

'Something is odd here.' I thought, jostling lightly as Fearow forced his way through the powerful gales of wind that could send a small child flying, even though we were easily hundreds of metres away from the origin of the storm we were in the middle of.

And not the storm itself. I looked up and briefly eyed the massive storming tornado thousands of feet wide and thousands of feet high, reaching higher than myself and Fearow were in the air currently.

No, crazy and impressive as the storm is, terrifying even from a standard point of view-

What is really odd, is my phone.

I still have a connection with it. Like, even out here, I can connect to the internet, make calls…and the GPS function is working and I can actually see a listed island.

That doesn't make sense at all, 'This wasn't possible with any of the computers I tried.' my frown deepened. All they could do was give me a general overview of the area, that it was always storming and couldn't see very far into it.

It's been at the back of my mind for a while and I'd mostly just been ignoring it. But, what the hell happened to my phone?

I wiped the screen again, peering at it once more, before it was covered in rain a second later once again.

I sighed. There's nothing I can really do with it now, is there? Whatever brought me here had definitely modified it somehow. The only question, was who, or what?

'Best thing I can do on that front is probably get a Rotom and stick it in it.' I clicked my tongue.

And that would have to wait until later, because even I knew of only some places I could find wild Rotom. Actually, only like two or three places came to mind.

I stowed the phone away before patting Fearow's sodden feathery neck, "Take us in a bit closer mate." I told him.

"Row." Fearow glanced back at me from the corner of his eyes, before nodding and spreading his wings wide, before, he'd kept them half out, riding the currents of the wind to keep as level as possible for him.

Which was only possible because of his size and sheer raw physical strength, I'm betting that without my special brand of training, any average Fearow would have been incapable of doing so.

With a flap of his wings, Fearow scythed through the air, wings each as long, if not longer than I was tall cutting through the storming gale force winds like butter.

Quickly, Fearow carried me through the remaining distance towards the stormy hurricane.

Just as we got close and I was about to direct Fearow town towards the ocean itself and switch out for Milotic-

My heart leapt into my throat as Fearow suddenly made an instant bank to the right, tilting to the side, my heart hammering in my chest and a yelp leaving my throat as I dangled there in the air for a split moment before Fearow re-oriented.

And allowing me to see the large trio of jagged icy blue beams of energy that tore right through our previous position.

Ice Beam!

"ROW!" Fearow spread his wings wide, and shrieked furiously at the direction the attack came from, and my eyes went even wider.

There, a hundred or so feet below us, wings flapping slowly and measuredly and keeping it level in the air right at the front of the storm itself, was a large bipedal pokemon with light yellow scales, a white underbelly, small green cyan blueish green wings and feelers atop its head-

Was a Dragonite.

A Dragonite with a foul look on its face, eyes narrowed into a furious glare and mouth pulled up into a savage snarl.

What the fuck?

I already knew that Dragonite Island was hidden within that stormy hurricane, so I'm not that surprised to see one here, albeit, I can already feel excitement flooding into my veins.

The odd thing that stood out to me though, is it attacking us. Dragonite are genial, gentle even for the most part, and the ones here always lent a helping hand to those in need if they got ship wrecked in the general area and such.

So why is this one-

I didn't get the time to finish that thought.

With a howl, the Dragonite's claws sparked with electricity and it zipped up through the air towards us.

Fast!

Incredibly fast even.

It cleared the distance in all of a few blinks of an eye, swinging out with a heavy, albeit incredibly telegraphed Thunderpunch.

Though with that kind of speed, telegraphing wasn't as big an issue.

Usually.

Metallic silver burst into existence and Fearow lashed out with a massive wing enhanced with the power of a steel type.

Steel Wing met Thunderpunch and the rain around us was parted from the force of the blow.

I grinned.

Dragonite's eyes widened when Fearow gave a howl of his own and the large angry looking dragon and flying type got forced back.

Fast and strong for sure, but it isn't dealing with the average Fearow here.

Forced back a few feet, Dragonite didn't have time to block or dodge as Fearow swung out with his other wing in a heavy slap to the side of the face.

Dragonite was slammed down through the air, hard, its body shooting down towards the ocean easily a thousand feet below like a bullet.

Easily as fast as Ash's Scizor when using Quick Attack, and with strength to match. Impressive considering Ash's Scizor was only that strong and fast because of Technician.

But, nowhere did I ever claim that Ash's Scizor was superior to my Fearow. And Fearow has already gotten used to fighting an opponent far faster in Pidgeot.

Amazing as Ash's Scizor was, Technician did have one pretty big glaring weakness that I'd found out from the Pokedex. For some reason, it could only affect offensive type attacks, so it wouldn't boost the likes of Agility or Dragon Dance. That wasn't a weakness though, and I can't figure out why it doesn't effect those types of pokemon moves despite how different it already is here from the games.

Rather, the real weakness of it, was despite amping up all the physical attacks and abilities of a pokemon, it did so by drawing upon excessive amounts of energy, according to the Pokedex entry on it, an estimate of three times the energy needed normally, and pokemon that had Technician, did it automatically and tended to lose steam quickly.

They needed to be real stamina monsters to last long in battle.

Dragonite disappeared a moment later between the roiling ocean waves down below as I was thinking and my frown returned.