Chapter 4 – Feather Village

"Phew!" Casey sighed, her wings flapping rhythmically "Where are we going exactly? We've been flying for days and we still haven't gotten to a landing point" Lugia flew in close, her flipper like wings just brushing against Casey,

"We need more forces to act against...Whatever that was attacking us. I have allies in feather village which is not far…" Lugia said happily. Casey frowned,

"Not far? Finally, A landing spot!" Casey said. She and Lugia managed to finds the feather village, a small island located in the sky. It was teeming with flying pokemon and was guarded by the legendary Rayquaza, who lived in the tower that shot up the middle of the floating tropical island. It was always sunny and is the perfect destination for flying type pokemon.

Casey and Lugia landed on the soft grass but were greeted by an awful sight. Several young Taillow were flying amok as the body of an old Swellow was found. Blood stains were everywhere on its body and talons.

"That Swellow, It must have been infected by that virus" Chirped one young Taillow, his wings outstretched.

"Oh no! That Swellow…he's been…" Chirped another Taillow, covering its face with its small wings. Casey decided to take a closer look but Lugia curved her wing around her to protect her,

'That Swellow may have traces of the infection. It's best not to go anywhere near it' said Lugia. From the tower a majestic Pidgeot appeared with its plumage draping down its back and its sharp focused talons. Upon seeing the body, the Pidgeot grabbed the body with its talons before throwing it off the side of the island.

"That's another bird down" screeched the Pidgeot before landing near Lugia. "You're the hero's right?" it questioned. Lugia let go of Casey.

"We are but what happened to that Swellow? We gotta know!" Said Casey, wings flapping with anxiety.

"Best to explain the current situation somewhere private. Follow me to my hut!" The Pidgeot said before leading them, on foot (Ironically) to the pidgeot's hut. It was a sheltered hut not far from the edge of the island. It contained a nest with a pillow, a table with maps, an ink jar with a feather sticking out of it and several medals of honor on the walls.

"By the looks of things, it's not going well the plan I entrusted" said Lugia as they were in pidgeot's large hut with lots of elbow (Wing) room. Casey gasped.

'Plan? What plan? To infect thousands of pokemon and make the dark one rise?' Casey thought. But she forgot that Lugia could hear her thoughts.

'You do understand what I'm on about?' said Lugia 'The plan to get to the source of the problem? That's what I was trying to do!' Casey mentally cringed.

'Sorry! Got sidetracked. Keep forgetting that you can hear my thoughts' said Casey

'That's okay' replied Lugia

"Anyway the plan failed. We sent an old veteran Swellow by mistake to deal with the problem but he's down. Can't think who to send out! Besides this virus is gonna spread anyway…" said the Pidgeot.

"Wait a second. We can't give up. You're just gonna stand here and let thousands of pokemon die? That's so inhumane!" Casey snapped, face in an annoyed manner. Pidgeot sighed.

"You're right little nipper…" the Pidgeot got cut off

"It's Casey by the way! We have to act fast!" said Casey. Lugia nodded.

"Alright Casey, what do YOU suggest the plan of action is?" the Pidgeot taunted the togekiss.

"Well…why don't you let me and Lugia deal with it? It'll save a lot of pokemon's lives, especially the flying types who are crucial to the skies" She suggested. The Pidgeot laughed.

"Such big ideas from such a small…" The Pidgeot got cut off

"Don't insult me! I'm not little you know" moaned Casey, lifting herself on her feet.

"Well let's just hope your LITTLE plan works!" said the Pidgeot.

'Casey, we better get more pokemon to help us! Dragon isles should hold the answer to our problems' Lugia suggested. Casey mentally agrees.

"Well we gotta get this plan working!" said Casey before they flew away from Feather Village.

Elsewhere in the swamp, the shadowy figure, with his faded black cloak and white hair, was stood in front of a legion of his finest ghost soldiers, each with a vial of poison in their claws.

"It's time, Master to infect everything!" The leader Gengar boomed. The figure lifted up one of his clawed hands

"Wait, my legion, we need to wait until the enemy is weakened, then we strike!" it replied.