The Dragonair shows that it won't be defeated that easily while the gang rises up to the challange. This is probably one of my favorite Episodes along with 'Triple Trouble' and 'Blood Ties'
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Episode Ninety-Two: Road to Redemption
I could feel everyones eyes upon me as I dug in the bracer spikes before wrenching them out, causing blood to spray all over me. The Dragonair screamed and tried to buck me off, so I dug my blades in again and held on for dear life. Every movement the Dragonair made, caused the wounds to get larger and deeper.
Eventually it managed to throw me off, I flew through the air and collided with the floor. My armour managed to absorb most of the blow so I was only winded as I tumbled to a halt. I looked up at the Dragonair, who's neck had been turned crimson with the blood.
It glared at me, not noticing Scyther as he hung from a rafter just above it. Scyther lept clear and plunged towards the Dragonair, blades poised. Just before he could decapitate Dragonair though, a massive explosion sent him crashing through one of the windows leading outside and the Dragonair was engulfed in white light.
"Oh crap," I said to myself. I knew that light. Alpha and Blacky had both been taken by it before. The light grew brighter and shockwaves kept us all from getting too close. Soon it faded and, instead of the blue and sleek Dragonair, a massive brown coloured dragon filled the warehouse floor.
It was huge. Its head nearly touched the rafters and its feet could easily crush a house. It had red wings and a massive tail that was longer than its entire body had been in Dragonair form, and as thick as a tree trunk. But, most importantly, it was looking down at me and it looked pissed.
"So, the Charmander decided to change sides again?" Its voice boomed down at me, as it clenched its two massive fists.
"Meep," was all I could say in reply. Besides, I doubted that it would be able to hear me even if I shouted. It was that damn big.
"Dragonite," Alpha yelled, "now we are in trouble. We'd need a tank or something to take that thing down!"
"We don't have a tank," Cubone yelled back, "all we have is what is right here!"
The Dragonite roared, causing everyone to cover their ears, before swinging its tail at me.
"This is going to hurt," I managed to say before it hit me and sent me flying again. My back slammed into a wall, which stopped my flight, and I slid the rest of the way to the floor.
I could feel lose pieces of steel falling apart from my armour's backplate, another blow like that and it would be my spine breaking instead. I heard something crack from above and looked up to see a piece of wall come loose, and fall strait towards me.
I was too winded to move and braced for impact, when a blast of water redirected the rock away from me.
"You okay, Flame?" Squirtle asked as he dashed over and pulled me up.
"I'm fine," I muttered, "is Blacky okay?"
"I got him out of the building, Joanne is taking him well out of the danger zone."
I pushed Squirtle away and dived to the other side as another rock smashed into the ground where we had been standing.
"Shit!" I yelled, "that thing is too powerfull."
"I agree with you on that one," Squirtle said as he dodged another boulder, "even a Legendary would have trouble against this thing."
I smirked to myself, I highly doubted that a Legendary would have a problem taking that down. But no Legendary would come. The only one that probably even knew about the battle was Mew and he 'was not allowed to interfere.' We were on our own.
Alpha launched a Hyper Beam at the Dragonite's head but the Dragonite just shrugged it off, the explosion not even fazing it. But Scout burst in through one of the busted windows and managed to cause it pain, by shooting strait through one of the dragon's red wings.
"Steel Wing rules!" He yelled down to us as he veered round and punched a hole in the other wing, blood leaking out of the wound. Scyther appeared again and further added to the wound by digging in his blades and slashing like he was possessed.
Dragonite threw him off by throwing his wings wide open. It looked as though the huge dragon was trying to get airborne, but it was simply Scyther refusing to let go. When Scyther was finally flung free, he landed on his feet and went for another go.
"We are slightly outclassed here," Alpha said to Squirtle, while Cubone caught his breath.
"Just a little," Squirtle replied, "but we've overcome worse odds before. We survived Pika, so this should be a piece of cake."
"I sure could use some cake right now," I added, dodging a piece of debis.
Moron appeared in the main entrance and dashed up to us.
"Back up will be here soon," he said between gasps for breath.
"Oh crap, look out!" came the call from Scout causing us all to look up, just intime to see an Ice Beam shooting towards Moron.
Squirtle reacted instantly, pulling himself into his shell. A blast of water caused him to fly directly into the beams path, taking the blast for Moron.
"Squirt!" I yelled as a block of ice hit the floor, containing one frozen Squirtle shell.
I was about to unleach a blast of fire upon the block when it blew apart and the white light appeared again. When it faded, Squirtle stood in the middle of the ice shards. His skin had become a darker blue colour and white ears had formed. The two greatest changes, however, were the curly white tail and the fact that he was now taller than me. I should also note the fact that he looked as pissed as hell.
He glared up at the Dragonite for several seconds before dissappearing into his shell again. There was a loud boom as he propelled himself through the air, at super high speed. The blast of water that gave him the momentum was powerfull, wearing away a boulder in seconds.
The shell slammed into the Dragonite's chin, knocking its head backwards. Squirtle, or should I say the Ex-Squirtle, kept his blast up, throwing the Dragonite off balance. It fell backwards, crushing its own tail underneath its bulk with a nasty sounding crack that made us all wince.
The Dragonite managed to grab the flying shell with its claws and strained as it tried to crush it. It got back to its feet and used both hands to try and crack Squirt open like a nut. Then Scyther appeared and slashed at one of the hands, forcing Dragonite to let go.
However, as the dragon let go, it threw both Squirt and Scyther towards the wall. Squirt bounced off without a problem but Scyther didn't. Scyther landed, very unconsious, while Squirt came out of his shell and looking slightly dazed.
"I really need to get seatbelts intalled in that thing," he murmered before collapsing.
The Dragonite roared again and this time I felt a familiar feeling come over me. The air seemed to crackle with energy.
"It's preparing a Hyper Beam!" Alpha yelled out, realising what had happened, "we have to run!"
"No," I told him, "we stay. That thing will blow the entire city apart looking for us if we flee. We finish this here."
"But how are we going to stop it?" Cubone asked, desperate for any chance of escaping the approaching doom.
'Look to your left, Flame,' A voice inside my head bekoned, I glanced that way and spotted the small red Pokéball laying there amongst the dust and rubble. I knew what I had to do.
"Alpha, charge up a Hyper Beam. Fire it at me when I give the signal!" I yelled as it ran over.
The Dragonite's charge was nearly over, I could tell by the strange glow that coated its body and radiated energy. Just as it prepared to fire, I grabbed hold of the Pokéball. I dropped into a roll and brought the orb round towards the Dragonite, hitting the button on its center and taking aim. I couldn't miss.
"Dragonite, return!" I yelled as the red beam shot out of the ball and absorbed the Dragonite.
I felt the ball begin to shake as the Dragonite realised what had happened and tried to free itself. I knew that I didn't have long before it burst free.
"Alpha! now," I called, turning to face the Ninetails and held the ball before me.
'I hope this armour works.'
The beam shot towards me and I threw the Pokéball into it at the last second, watching the white beam disintegrate it. The resulting explosing knocked me off of my feet and I went flying backwards, slamming strait through a wooden crate and sliding along the ground before coming to a halt. My armour was glowing red and the straps were smoking but I had come through in one piece and managed to stand unaided.