Delibird Part 4
Drake crawled on his belly through the grass and weeds. A couple of Oddish approached him.
"Please, help me," pleaded Drake, "please find me some berries…"
The Oddishes looked at each other, and then looked back at Drake curiously. One Oddish whispered something to the other, and then the other jumped up over Drake.
"What are you…doing?" asked Drake.
The Oddish began kicking the food out of Drake's tail-flap.
"Yes," said Drake, "please feed me some."
Drake watched as the Oddishes picked up the food and balanced it on their heads. They suddenly bounded away.
"Wait! No!" cried Drake, he was horrified, "Fine…leave me to die…"
Drake tried crawling some more, but his wings weren't good at dragging him along, not were they strong enough.
Drake spent his last moments of life lying on his belly in the dirt, breathing hard, and uplifting the dirt with his breath. He wondered if Draco was okay, and wondered if someone would come to save him. A flock of Fearow perched on a branch watched, as he died cold and silent.
They swooped down and ate him, every morsel of his skin, every bone was picked, till all was left were his feathers and a pile of bones.
* * *
I was tired; all the energy was drained from me. I needed a rest; I could only hope that Drake hadn't messed up my perfectly arranged nest. I swooped down from the clouds. The storm had ceased; it was like an omen of the valley's rid of Drake and Draco. My nest stood out from the other nests and caves in the valley, for my one was golden with golden feathers of many bird Pokémon over the years. I swooped in and settled down on the warm floor. Drake had plundered some of my food, and done his share of droppings (I shudder). I cleaned up my nest, fixing the sleeping area, and cleaning the dirt, grime and (I shudder again) droppings.
By the time sunset is nigh, I have brought my nests décor back to its original status.
* * *
"Well, Gentleman. You all suppose I am crazy, eh?" asked Giovanni. He was speaking to the Council of Kanto on a viewing screen.
"Giovanni, please! What do you have against us???" asked the Representative of Cerulean angrily.
Giovanni had a wild look in his eyes, "Oh-ho, try answering that for yourself!"
"Giovanni," cried the Representative of Cinnabar, "we don't allow Team Rocket members as Gym Leaders, and that goes especially for the Team Rocket leader!"
"Well, Gentlemen, I hope you decide to change your mind, for your own good!"
"Oh please!" said the Rep of Saffron.
"Oh-ho," Giovanni said once again, "well, maybe we can come to some sort of a mutual agreement."
"What, Jerk?" said the Rep of Saffron, mockingly.
"Jerk? Oh-ho! How do you like this:" Giovanni switched on a screen behind him. Upon the screen was a live recording of the construction of the machine in Silver valley.
"Oh, hell no!" cried the Rep of Viridian, "What is that??"
"The latest technology of DESTRUCTION!" he laughed with glory.
The screen showed the Rockets building and working upon the machine. The weaponry and artillery were being loaded.
"Silver Valley," Giovanni smirked as he said this, "In 20 minutes a large section of this valley will be annihilated, unless you can get 100 million dollars into my hand. Every 10 minutes another section will be completely wiped away. Within this time, if I do not get 100 million dollars in my hands, I will destroy the valley until nothing is left."
"You fascist junta!" cried the Rep of Violet, "we cannot do that! We took an oath, we will not negotiate with terrorists!"
"Well, I would have only been a mere Gym Leader if you had made a different decision on my fate!"
"A mere Gym Leader? You are the Leader of Team Rocket!" argued the Rep of Viridian.
There was a silence, "You have 20 minutes." Said Giovanni, and then he broke off transmission.
To Be Continued~