It was a dark and windy day. Rayquaza glied through the mountain top, looked down, and made sure the boy was still there. Sure enough he was sound asleep. He then flew upwards, and curled himself over the mountain top. He then dreamed of a dream that has been hunting him for the past 4 years.
FLASHBACK
Rayquaza had never seen an enemy with so much power before. The groudon roared "Give the child, and they dont die.", Groudon looked at the village behind rayquaza. "never. And what has this village done to you!?", rayquaza roared. "very well then, ill just hav-?!". Groudon looked at the rayquaza before him, and in his mouth, a glowing heat of energy. "HYPERBEAM!" rayquaza fired the move straight into groudons eyes. Rayquaza then launched himself forward, and bit groudons neck visously. He flewback, staring at the blood gushing out of groudons neck. He then looked at his left eye, which was bursting out fluids of blood. "your call", groudon said, and stomped his feet on the ground. "EARTHQUAKE!", rayquaza flew upwards, looked down, and saw the village, being crushed to bits. Houses fell downwards into a pit of lava -and thanks to rayquaza's super eye sight- noticed how the humans faces were torn apart, limbs broken and other sever injuries. Rayquaza, stunned, flew away into the moutains.
Rayquaza awoke with a start, noticing the little boy before him. "Finally! I thougth you would never wake up", the little boy said. "look what I caught!", he opened the bag he carried, and dumped some dead magikarp into the little pond that rayquaza made for him a few days ago. "And as for you," he said with a smile. He opened the hatchet they had secretly built. "A gyarados fell into our trap!", he exclaimed. The trap started from the middle of the mountain, and had a track made for pokemon so they could swim up. When the pokemon would, they would land in the middle of the cave, where they would swim upwards, all the way to the bottom of the flat top, where food was buried. Then, the pokemon would land into the pit, not to far from the top, where rayquaza could fit his head and take out his prey. He built it himself. Ray plunged his head into the pit, and took out the gyarados. His arms reached for the dangling gyarados. Once ray let go, he picked gyarados with one arm and looked at his eyes. Frightened was the word to describe the gyarados's face. Ray bit of its head, blood gushed out of the neck like a hose left on with pressure on. Ray just divoured it whole, not even caring for the bones. The boy never really minded the sound of bones cracking and flesh being torned apart. Ray was still hungry. He used telepathy to communicate with the boy. "ill be right back, stay here", he said. The boys eyes glew purple, then an aurora surounded its boody. "okay" it replied. That was the abillity of the boy. The power to talk to pokemon, control them, and restore there powers, or health. Ray flew southward, and starred at the ocean there. There, he spotted a wailord. He dove in, wingulls flying out of distance, and snatched the wailord by the tail. Man, was it heavy! He picked with his arms and flew back to his mountain. He let it drop unto the the top, crashing with a loud THUD! "Ah, now i have enough to feed me for a week"