K.W.C.E Match 69: Rodan (MonsterVerse) vs. Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina

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K.W.C.E Match 69: Rodan (MonsterVerse) vs. Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina

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by ShinGojira14
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Rodan released a deep exhale as he flew through the endless masses of near pitch-black clouds, the occasional flash of lightning illuminating the heavenward environment in a brilliant manner. The cracks of thunder were incredibly loud at this close range, but none of it fazed Rodan. It didn’t matter the severity of the weather; the sky was Rodan’s home. He rode the biggest storms and sailed the strongest cyclones with no fear, soaring above all other lifeforms at heights they could only dream of. He was the sky, and the sky was him. He never feared the sky because he was it would never harm him. It was his Kingdom and he was its King. Until that day.

Until a new, hideous face- or rather, trio of faces- showed themselves to his kingdom, cackling a mocking challenge amidst a storm of golden lightning and clouds as black as the cosmos the beast had come from. So he did what he always did when faced with a challenger to his sky-bound throne. He faced it head-on with that same fearlessness when confronted with a hurricane or typhoon. He charged into battle with that same war cry.

And he lost.

Stretched like a toy and blasted down from his own kingdom, sent splashing into the aquatic domain of another king who eventually succeeded in where he himself, the King of the Skies, had failed.

The memories of his loss persisted savagely in the back of his mind, the constant reminder that he was but another king’s follower now carried with him no matter how often he tried to block it out. He no longer welcomed the presence of his eon-old kingdom like he did back then. Instead, he felt... odd. Misplaced. Like he was a stranger in his own home.

Afraid? No.

Undeserving, perhaps?

As lightning continued to strike silently through the murky columns of water vapor, more memories poked at the inner edges of his mind like little demons. Only two, no more.

Two massive, painful, unforgettable, humiliating losses. The pterosaur kept his gaze forward, focusing only ahead. Don’t look at the clouds, he thought. Don’t look around, or you’ll only see...

Rodan shut his eyes, a bass growl exiting his throat as he fought to keep himself under control. For the first time in his life, the King of the Skies did feel unbelonging in his own kingdom. He had lost not once, but twice all in a matter of two days, and now he was a mere pawn. A shadow living in the greatness of a new ruler. Day by day, month by month, Rodan cursed himself for allowing life to come to this. He shouldn’t be here, feeling undeserving of the world he had ruled undisputed for so long. No longer did he even try to blot out the memories. He felt every truth there was in the matter. He was once the KING. No creature could ever take him down. He should’ve beaten them all easily. Even if the false ruler he faced was of another world.

But it was still on this earth. And it beat him on his earth.

Rodan wanted to lash out. At anything. Clouds, lightning, even the rain that now began to pour down in sheets to make clouds of steam permeate off his geothermal armor. The skies should be his place of solace, not somewhere to vent over the dent in his pride.

A booming cry of pure frustration finally exploded from the reptile’s beak as he continued to fly, only barely aware that the clouds ahead of him were beginning to clear, giving way to the sight of a rather large green island.


*****

A deep, yawning growl echoed through the pine forest as a large female Ursurang bent down to take her usual morning drink from the lake. The bipedal bear purred contently as gulp after gulp of fresh water flowed down into her gut, cooling her down pleasantly from the inside while also giving her a nice, early morning boost of energy. As she drank, out of the corner of her eye she noticed a faint, pink light reflecting off the surface of the water. Her left eyebrow raising, she was just about finished with her drink when a warbling roar shook through her spine. Jumping back in shock, she looked up to see a most frightening sight, and backed away into the bushes as fast as she could before getting a glimpse of the new arrival.

The ground shook as the legendary beast made landfall, the once perfectly clear water rippling from the force. In what many would consider to be a most ordinary place, right there in front of the lake stood a literal god.

The mythical dragon stood on a powerful body clad in white and pink armor, a tusked head attached to a long neck reminiscent of a sauropod dinosaur. Clawed hands grasped the cool air as the beast surveyed the forested domain with bright red eyes, a long tail swishing behind it. A deep, musical drone rumbled from the pit of the legendary Pokémon’s gut as Palkia bent forward to take a drink himself, the forest itself seeming to go quiet at the deity’s mere presence.

Palkia didn’t do this sort of activity very often, due to spending most of his time in his own colorful dimension, but even he liked to take trips to the natural world to admire its beauty in any way he could. And so today, he decided to take a moment to drink to his heart’s content, filling his belly with gallon after gallon of fresh, mountainous H2O.

The dragon finally stood to his full height as he at last filled his belly, releasing an elk-like bugle as he did so. He was about to take flight, when a most peculiar sound reached his ears. Palkia raised his eyes. That wasn’t like any sound he had ever heard. He knew the distinct cry of his former rival Dialga anywhere, and that certainly wasn’t it. Nor was it the chirping cry of Giratina.

He heard the cry again, and this time it sounded a little closer. Palkia narrowed his eyes, a sense of unease setting in. Not fear, but simple unease. Whatever that cry was, it didn’t sound friendly. Shifting around, he turned his head skyward in an effort to locate the source.

It only took a mere six seconds before he saw it emerge from the clouds like a Phoenix, so high he had to rely on his binocular vision to see it.

Palkia blinked in confusion. Was that Moltres? Wasn’t she supposed to be in Kanto?

His red eyes furrowed into a glare, his blood boiling in fury. How dare this foolish creature invade his birthplace uninvited! A bugling roar ripped from his jaws as he summoned his telepathic power and rocketed off the ground, headed straight towards the new arrival. It seemed that Moltres was headed for Mt. Coronet, but at the speed he was going he wouldn’t let her get halfway there.

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Rodan didn’t pay any mind to the chorus of terrified screams of all the humans scampering through the city below him, his tired eyes were set solely on a rather admirable mountain that seemed perfect to nest in for the day. The One Born of Fire began to slow his flight as he neared the peak, his breath exiting in wisps of vapor as he entered the chilly altitude. The cold did nothing to hinder his advance; his blood was literal magma, and would not be put out by a little snow.

Rodan flapped his wings as he adjusted his position, hovering above the peak for a few minutes before-

The volcanic pterosaur cawed in surprise when another giant beast barreled through the air right towards him, howling like an enraged elk. With a flap of his wings, Rodan shot up to avoid being tackled out of the air by the newcomer.

Palkia bugled in rage as he watched the newcomer avoid him like a coward, and now that he could see it clearly he could tell it was not Moltres. It was far bigger, and had skin like rock with patches of glowing magma seeming to radiate from the edges of its wings. It was like nothing he had ever seen, but it mattered not. This avian fool came intruding upon his territory and now fled in fear, and for that he would make it pay.

Rodan released an outraged cry that echoed throughout the farthest reaches of the region. Why?! Why was life suddenly so unfair to him?! Why couldn’t he just take a long, peaceful rest for once?

But no. Instead he got the last thing he wanted. Fate just had to send yet another Titan to put him down, to dent his pride even further. Well, too bad. If this thing wanted him off its mountain, then he would just go somewhere-

A bluish sphere of energy shot from the dragon’s maw and hit Rodan in the chest. The pteranodon backpedaled from the force of the Aura Sphere, relatively unharmed but knocked off balance. Roaring in irritation, Rodan made a loop as he righted himself, attempting to shoot away from Palkia so he could just leave this place behind. He just wasn’t in the mood for a fight right now, he needed some time to just be alone.

But as he finished his loop, Palkia popped up a mere five hundred meters away, blocking his path. Rodan shrieked angrily as he flew, returned in kind with a bugling roar from his opponent. No matter where Rodan tried to turn, the dragon darted in to prevent him from sitting this one out.

It was clear the spatial god would not let him go.

Rodan’s yellow eyes narrowed in a bone-chilling glare that met the crimson eyes of his enemy. He wasn’t going to get anywhere with this. If he was going to go anywhere further from here, he would have to fight his way out. Again.

And suddenly, so fast it may not have happened at all, Rodan smiled. Since when did he ever back away from a fight? Why was he afraid of further loss? He had already fallen twice, lost his crown long ago. He had already been dethroned from being the ruler he thought he was. So why flee now? What had he to lose? His pride? Fleeing would only dent his pride further, regardless of whether or not he was afraid of the entity he now faced.

He longed to feel deserving of the skies he knew for so long, to feel deserving of the natural order that he once ruled with an iron fist, so why not do something about it?

Why run from your mistakes, run from your past, when you could instead... learn from it?

For the first time in what felt like forever, Rodan felt a fire burn in his heart. The same fire that kept him going through all his trials in life, the same fire that burned away all fear when he sailed the strongest storms, the same fire he so foolishly believed to have been extinguished the day he bowed to the slayer of Ghidorah. No, he had merely been knocked down.

It was time to get back up.

Two titans, both worshipped as mighty gods, released their infamous battle cries as they charged through the air like organic meteors. All inhabitants of the Sinnoh region, human and Pokémon alike, looked to the heavens in a mix of terror and awe as two ancient legends rocketed at one another at their top speed.

With a boom louder than a volcanic eruption, they collided.

Palkia bellowed in shock as his body leaned backwards from the force, Rodan clamping his beak on his left shoulder. Despite its frail build, this beast packed more power than he had anticipated.

The dragon raised his left arm and batted the pterosaur in the face, causing him to release his grip. Reacting immediately, Palkia lashed out with both feet and kicked Rodan in the chest, sending him flying back. The giant pteranodon clapped his wings as he regained balance, but when as he did so he noticed his enemy’s left arm glowing a bright pink.

Bugling loudly, Palkia flung his arm forward and released his Spatial Rend. The pinkish wave of energy flew in and smashed into Rodan’s chest, earning a booming cry from the Fire Demon. But when the smoke cleared, Palkia raised his eyebrows. While the attack had knocked him back, Rodan didn’t look all that harmed from the attack. The sight of the pterosaur merely regaining his footing after being hit with Palkia’s most powerful attack unnerved the draconic deity. His opponent’s hide must have been immeasurably durable to shrug off such a blow!

Deciding to change tactics, Palkia rocketed towards Rodan, his claws aglow. If he could maybe get in close quarters combat, then perhaps he could find weak points in this monster’s armor and chip away at it to leave it vulnerable.

Rodan screeched fearlessly, daring the legendary Pokémon to come at him, which he seemed to oblige. Palkia kept his eyes focused on the winged Titan, prepared for him to pull off a dodge. Raising his right arm, he prepared to bank in any direction Rodan was planning to go as he prepared to land his fearsome Dragon Claw and was knocked off balance when Rodan clapped his wings and shot skyward like a torpedo, a massive shockwave left in his wake.

The strength of the shockwave was around comparable to the strength of an atomic bomb, and Palkia was sent flying back for hundreds of meters. Rodan’s prehistoric cry rang throughout the heavens as he descended from the clouds, diving like a peregrine falcon about to hit its prey. His talons outstretched, he let the wind blow past his massive body as he prepared to hit his foe at full force.

Before he knew what hit him, a pink bubble of energy had formed around Palkia’s body, Rodan painfully slamming into it. The dizziness from the hit combined with the electrical shock going through his body from touching the barrier forced him to back off, reeling from the failure. Having straightened himself, Palkia broke off the barrier and sprinted as fast as he could. Because of the pain, Rodan barely saw the attack coming, and at full force the spatial god collided with him.

Both giants fell into free-fall, Palkia atop Rodan.

The dragon lunged forward and bit down upon the pterosaur’s neck, ignoring the foul taste of ashen rock and hardened magma, while also trying to slash away at Rodan’s chest with his right hand. Dissatisfied with the minor damage, Palkia took a moment to let his claws glow green before jabbing Rodan in the chest with a mighty Dragon Claw. Squabbling in fury, Rodan snapped in a vain attempt to bite at his enemy’s long neck, but his foe’s hold on his own throat was too strong. So instead, the volcanic pterosaur resorted to slashing away at the dragon’s body with his talons as hard and fast as possible, paying no mind to how deep the injuries were. The longer, the better.

Unfortunately, he also paid no attention to how far they had fallen.

Something hard slammed into Rodan’s back with incredible force, pinning him between whatever it was and the deity currently attacking him. Mounds of rock and snow kicked up around them. With a cry of shock Rodan spat up a volley of embers, and only now realized they had hit the peak of the mountain.

Palkia wasted no time and slammed his foot down on his foe’s left shoulder, then repeated the same with the right, all the while he kept his jaws locked on his enemy’s throat. Rodan beat his wings furiously as he kicked away with his feet, his rage growing by the second. Palkia shook his head like a dog as he tried to pull with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried Rodan’s throat wouldn’t budge. Hell, his teeth couldn’t even pierce his skin to begin with!

Yanking backwards, Palkia only succeeded in breaking off minuscule chunks of rock-like skin, instead of tearing out the pterosaur’s throat like he wanted. Rodan cawed viciously at Palkia, straining his leg muscles to try and kick upwards- and was slammed right back into the ground by a burst of glowing green flames that burned into his face. Palkia didn’t let up and continued to fire his Dragon Breath unto Rodan’s face, keeping it going until he ran out of breath.

When the flames ceased flowing, Rodan still was relatively unharmed. However, as he tried to jerk upwards, he felt his muscles refuse to obey him, and all he managed was a series of twitching. A deep groan forced its way out of Rodan’s throat as the realization dawned on him, flashbacks of being stabbed in the shoulder by a certain giant moth coming back to him.

He was utterly paralyzed!

The volcanic reptile was helpless to act as yet another Aura Sphere formed in front of Palkia’s fanged jaws. The dragon fired it down upon Rodan’s face, and while the force of the attack was great, it still didn’t seem to breach the pteranodon’s incredibly thick skin. As Rodan twitched like a dying turkey, still trying to break free of his paralysis, Palkia powered up his Spacial Rend and let loose upon Rodan’s chest.

A loud cry managed to escape the reptile’s throat, one Palkia hoped to be of pain. Not wasting time, the dragon god blasted his petrified foe with yet another Aura Sphere, hoping to further rend whatever wound he may have created. He was about to power up yet another when Rodan lunged up like a crocodile and stabbed his beak into the side of Palkia’s neck.

A bugle of pain roared from Palkia’s jaws as he fired harmlessly into the sky, and with a mighty clap of wings Rodan shot upwards, leaving behind another shockwave that knocked the dragon off his feet. The fire demon flapped his wings as his descent came to a halt, airborne once again.

Palkia rose to his feet, his body wracked with more pain than before. Taking a moment to look at himself, the Pokémon noticed that certain parts of his body now had second-degree burns. His eyes widening in surprise, the deity looked up at the pterosaur, and now took note of the glowing patches of magma along his wings. He needed to be wary of those from here on. An idea suddenly clicked in the Pokémon’s mind.

Kicking off the ground, Palkia became airborne once more. The Fire Demon looped around as he flew towards the spatial god, talons outstretched. Just as he neared him, they both made their moves. Palkia’s pink energy bubble reformed around him while Rodan clapped his wings, shooting upwards with a sonic boom. The attack knocked the shielded dragon back, but did no harm thanks to his protective barrier.

As Palkia cut off his shield, he heard a predatory shriek pierce the air. When he looked up, Rodan dropped down like a falcon, too fast for Palkia to react. Even against Palkia’s metal-hard skin Rodan’s talons were like knives through bread, glowing pink blood seeping from the deep lacerations that formed in the blink of an eye. The dragon bugled angrily and tried to snap at Rodan, but the giant pteranodon flapped off of him.

Palkia had no time to capitalize on the opportunity.

Before he could relish in his freedom, Rodan dove back down and slammed into the deity’s torso, sending both titans into free-fall.

The bugles and cries of the warring gods rang throughout the Sinnoh Region as they fell back to Mount Coronet, their airborne silhouettes reminiscent of biblical paintings.

This time, it was Palkia who cushioned the fall, the Pokémon groaning as Rodan landed atop him. With the dragon at his mercy, the monster of the skies began to repeatedly peck him in the face with his beak, all the while digging his talons into his shoulders. Fighting through the flurry of stabs, Palkia did his best to focus on the pterosaur’s constantly moving head, his shoulder gems beginning to glow with pink light.

However, this did not go unnoticed, and in a surprising move Rodan lunged down and snapped his jaws over the dragon’s throat as hard as he could, holding on with all his might. The god of space wailed in distress as the giant pteranodon shook his head from side to side, savaging the neck further.

A blue light overtook both giants, causing them to cease their struggle. As Rodan turned around to view this new occurrence, a blast of blue fire struck him square in the chest and sent him careening back into a tall rock face, screeching furiously. Palkia stood to his feet as a familiar roar rang in the air, his eyes widening. He recognized that sound anywhere. It was his former rival, his old friend... ... ...

Glaring at his “brother’s” attacker with angry red eyes, the legendary Pokémon known as Dialga reared back his head and released a booming battle cry, denouncing the fallen Fire Demon who currently struggled to fight himself. The god of time had no idea how this beast had the nerve to pick a fight with deities like him and Palkia, but wherever it got it from it would cost this creature dearly. It should’ve known that messing with one god meant messing with the entire trio.

Rodan growled furiously as he stood to his full height, glaring at the newcomer. Just when it seemed he would overcome one obstacle, life sends him another one.

Two against one. Life must really hate him right now.

Planting one foot behind and digging his claws into he ground, Rodan stood firm and roared in the face of defeat as his godly opponents began to charge up their respective attacks.

With a ferocious bugle, Palkia flung his Spacial Rend at the same time Dialga discharged his legendary Roar of Time. Both attacks struck the volcanic pteranodon, enshrouding him in a cloud of smoke and ash. Both dragons, suspecting their opponent still lived, stood firm as they awaited his presence to be announced. A suspicion that came true right quick when Rodan emerged from the smoke with a roar.

His jaws aglow with power, Dialga shot off an Aura Sphere that struck the pteranodon in the face, making his head snap up from the force. Taking the opportunity, Palkia rushed forward and delivered a Dragon Claw straight to Rodan’s face. As the pterosaur stumbled back, Palkia pounced on him like a cat, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and thus rendering his wings useless.

Rodan bellowed angrily and thrashed like a maddened bull, Palkia having a difficult time keeping him still. As he attempted to escape, Rodan wondered why the dragon was merely keeping him still rather than attack him right here and now.

The answer revealed itself when Rodan noticed that his captor had him facing Dialga’s direction- and the latter was charging up his Roar of Time.

Rodan screamed defiantly at the literal god, daring him to hit him with his best shot. Dialga obliged, and another pillar of cerulean fire roared from his jaws to strike Rodan in the chest. And like Palkia before him, Dialga’s eyes widened when the smoke cleared, and he saw how Rodan had taken the hit. Behind the restrained pterosaur, Palkia gave his ‘brother’ a knowing look, telling Dialga he too had dealt with this.

Fine. Then he would just continue to blast and chisel away at him until his armor finally showed weakness.

Powering up yet another Roar of Time, Dialga fired a second time, eliciting a burst of smoke and a loud cry from Rodan. However, the pteranodon’s screeches seemed like cries of mockery rather than screams of pain.

Frustration scourged Dialga’s blood, and a glowing sphere formed in his jaws as he powered up a third blast. This time, the torso was not his intended target. No, this time he would give the pterosaur one right in the face.

Rodan smirked.

Dialga fired- and Rodan suddenly jerked himself to the left. Palkia bugled in surprise, caught off guard due to the pterosaur’s lack of struggling for the past moments.

His eyes widened when he realized he was-

Dialga’s Roar of Time struck him at full-force in the side of his neck, resulting in a howl of agony and Palkia’s grip loosening. Bellowing loudly, Rodan kicked away with a sonic boom, stopping to hover a good hundred meters back. Roaring an apology to his wounded brother, Dialga then turned to the escaped Fire Demon and kicked off the ground in pursuit. Rodan snarled fearlessly and dove forward to meet him, yellow eyes widened with excitement.

Talons like steel meat hooks jabbed against plated skin and metal armor to kick up bursts of sparks, and despite his seemingly frail build it was Rodan who knocked Dialga off-balance. However, as he reeled from the force of the hit the dragon felt a new searing pain bite his flesh, and instinctively kicked away from the Fire Demon in response. As Rodan hovered, Dialga noticed the glowing patches of magma lining the pterosaur’s wings, and realized that the beast could use them as a weapon.

This made Dialga nervous. He was part Steel-type Pokémon. And fire was a Steel Pokémon’s weakness.

Rodan didn’t give him time to catch a break, and was back on the attack before he knew it. Palkia attempted to ram him from the side, but Rodan sidestepped with a clap of his wings. Erecting an energy barrier, Palkia was kept safe from physical harm as he bounced from the force of the shockwave, but unfortunately had left Dialga to handle the Fire Demon by himself. Thinking fast, Dialga fired off an Aura Sphere at Rodan’s face, but the giant pteranodon dodged with ease before clamping his talons on the dragon’s head. The temporal god howled furiously as he struggled to break free, all the while Rodan dove downward towards the peak of Mt. Coronet, taking Dialga with him.

Snow and earth kicked up in mounds as Rodan yanked Dialga face-first into the ground, the impact rattling the region of Sinnoh. Before the Pokémon could recover, Rodan yanked him back up and continued to fly in circles, slamming Dialga’s massive head into the ground every few seconds. The legendary giant roared and attempted to blast his attacker off him, but Rodan was positioned safely out of firing range. Cackling loudly, Rodan showed no signs of slowing down and continued to smash his quarry along the snow-covered earth.

Until something smashed into Rodan’s side, forcing the flying reptile sideways with a loud cackle.

Steam billowed off the area where he had been hit, and Rodan noticed that his side was now soaking with already evaporating water.

Before the confused pterosaur could comprehend how water had struck him so, a Roar of Time hit him square in the side and sent him sprawling, giving Dialga enough time to return to his feet and recover.

As Rodan regained his footing, another sphere of water struck his chest. Across from him, Palkia almost seemed to smile. Whether or not he was, Rodan knew immediately he was the culprit. Screeching a dare for him to try again, Rodan started towards him. Sure enough, the spatial Pokémon opened his mouth, and a concentrated sphere of water formed in front of his fanged jaws before launching towards him. The volcanic pteranodon ducked just as the Water Pulse was about to hit him in the face- and was left completely vulnerable to a second hit.

Smirking, Palkia launcher another Water Pulse that aimed lower, and this time Rodan jutted his head upward. If he couldn’t dodge, he could at least let his more heavily armored chest take the brunt of the hit.

Steam exploded off his torso as the Water Pulse knocked him a fair distance back. Seizing the opportunity, Palkia dashed at the Fire Demon and tackled him head on, too fast for an intervention attempt.

Still, Rodan was quick to react. Cawing sharply, the pterosaur pecked his opponent’s face repeatedly in a fearless effort to dislodge Palkia- and a new horrible pain suddenly smashed against his skull. Roaring mightily, Rodan felt water wash all around him before falling away, and for a brief moment he could feel his head was soaking wet, before his natural body heat began to evaporate it into steam.

But his vision was a haze. Shaking his head time and again, Rodan screeched as he tried to fight the horrific headache he now had. If he wasn’t mistaken, he probably had a bad concussion too.

Regardless, he fought against it- and received a nasty shock. A heavy, concentrated jet of water slammed into his chest with a force like a giant sledgehammer, shooting him a great distance back until he smashed into a rocky pillar, the sheer force of the impact causing it to crumble to pieces.

Palkia allowed himself a roar of approval, pleased that his Hydro Pump had worked. He didn’t know whether this beast was a Pokémon or not, but one thing was certain: this beast seemed to run off of fire and molten rock. If it wasn’t a Fire-Type Pokémon, it certainly seemed similar to one.

And with it, came the same weakness: water puts out fire, and cools lava.

Rodan continued to shake his head, cackling to himself to snap out of his Water Pulse-induced confusion, and received both a Hydro Pump and a Roar of Time to his face for his troubles. The pain was like nothing the fire demon had ever felt, but along with it came something else: his mind suddenly felt fresh. And clear.

His confusion had worn off.

But before he could right himself, an Aura Sphere smashed into his water-soaked chest. For the first time, Rodan cried out in pain at the hit. A sizable portion of his rock-like armor had been blown off by the hit, softened by the Hydro Pump he had taken earlier. It only worsened when Dialga’s Roar of Time struck the same spot. The hit was so great, it nearly sent Rodan right off the edge of the mountain’s peak.

Recovering quickly, Rodan held his legs firm as he faced his legendary attackers. Behind his talons, rocks cracked and fell from the edge, plummeting into the forest hundreds of meters below.

As he waited to see what move his opponents made next, Rodan felt an odd sensation creep up his spine. A sensation he had felt before, long ago, when he watched Ghidorah slowly emerge from those storm clouds like the harbinger of death he was. Somewhere out there, somewhere he couldn’t see, Rodan felt like he was being watched.

Palkia and Dialga seemed to notice it as well, but they didn’t seem alarmed. Rodan’s yellow eyes narrowed, suspicion crawling over him. Sniffing the air, the fire demon snapped his head around in all directions, trying to find his phantom stalker. Only, it found him.

A screech sounded behind him, but unlike those of his current enemies, this one sounded unmistakably familiar. Rodan’s eyes widened in righteous fury, a dangerous growl rumbling in his throat- and an explosion banged off his back, flooring him. Cackling angrily, Rodan stood to his feet and turned around, expecting an old rival to somehow show her furry, insectoid face.

It may have sounded like her, but it wasn’t Mothra.

A strange ripple had formed a few meters away from where Rodan was previously standing. It looked like a mirror, a gateway to another location. Possibly even another dimension. And within that mirror, something was emerging.

It looked like some kind of obscene cross between a centipede and a serpent, with golden spines lining its sides. Four pairs of lengthy appendages resembling tattered wings rose from its back, seemingly carrying it as it flew through the portal.

But as the beast crossed over into the world Rodan knew, its body became bathed in a purple glow which molded into a new shape. It now looked more akin to a sauropod dinosaur than a serpent, with six columnar legs that carried its massive body. Two red eyes glared from a face hidden behind a mask of golden armor. Its gray, almost elephant-like skin seemed to gleam metallically as it finished crossing through the portal. And lastly, it’s back appendages had changed into actual wings, adorned with hellish red horns that seemed to give it an even more devilish appearance.

Rodan had no idea what he was looking at, but he knew just from the earlier surprise attack that this newcomer wasn’t friendly. A rumbling groan escaped his throat. How many titans wanted his head today? His golden mandibles parting, Giratina, the ruler of the Distortion World, released another Mothra-like cry to announce his arrival to Earth.

Dialga and Palkia called their greetings to their old battle partner, who responded in kind. However, Rodan shared no such enthusiasm. Unafraid even in the face of three interdimensional gods, the giant monster of the skies pawed the ground and cackled before kicking off, headed straight for the new arrival.

Giratina smirked.

Talons outstretched, Rodan made it look like his plan was to collide with the arthropodic dragon. But he had a different idea in mind. The moment he was mere meters away, he clapped his wings together and shot upwards in the wake of a powerful shockwave.

But he received a nasty shock: Giratina had vanished, as if he had never existed to begin with.

His eyes widened, Rodan flapped to a stop, hovering in the sky while trying to locate the missing Pokémon. Even with eyesight that outclassed the sharpest birds of prey, Rodan couldn’t locate him. Cackling angrily, the fire demon demanded his rival he show himself. A desire he should’ve been more careful wishing for.

A flash of light caught his attention- and Giratina winked into existence faster than the blink of an eye! Caught off guard completely, Rodan had little time to react before Giratina rammed into him like an enraged bighorn sheep, knocking him clear out of the sky.

In mid-fall, the pterosaur tried to right himself, but Giratina was on top of him a second later, clamping his segmented body down on his upper torso. As if to make matters worse in Rodan’s favor, a Spatial Rend and a Roar or Time smashed into his back from below as he fell, signifying Palkia and Dialga’s return to the combat. While Rodan’s armored skin was not quite as wet and softened as before, the fact that these three draconic gods were now ganging up on him with all they had sent alarm bells ringing in his brain.

Mocking the fire demon with his chirps, Giratina, noticing they were now close to the peak, threw all of his upper body forward and slung Rodan downwards, the mountain rattling from the force of the impact. The giant pteranodon was never one to stay down, but even as he fought to rise from the floor, three powerful blasts of energy put him right back down. Not a few seconds passed before a Hydro Pump from Palkia smacked into his chest, and Rodan cried out as he felt his blood pressure begin to slow.

Rodan’s cry of frustration turned to one of agony as a Roar of Time struck his soaking chest, blowing apart more of the softened armor. As the Monster of the Skies shakily stood, he felt something warm trickling down his stomach. His eyebrows raised, he looked down and saw that a small river of his glowing molten blood was oozing from his recent chest injury. While it wasn’t fatal, instinctive alarms still rang in Rodan’s mind.

For the first time in the battle, these beasts had truly wounded him.

The legendary Sinnoh trio all released their respective war cries before unleashing their signature attacks. Giratina disappeared yet again, only to reappear moments later and hit Rodan with yet another Shadow Force. As the pterosaur staggered, he looked up and saw he only had a seconds worth to react when a Roar of Time and Spatial Rend came at him. Ducking low to protect his injured torso, Rodan grunted as the two attacks hit him right in the back, thankfully not breaching his armor enough to make him bleed yet again.

Clapping his wings, Rodan soared, trying to formulate a new plan all the while avoiding the draconic trio as much as his slowly ailing strength would allow. His reptilian eyes darted time and again between all three deities, taking note every time one of them tried to shoot him out of the sky. Because he kept such a close eye on them, this time he was not one to miss Giratina disappear into thin air for a third time. But unlike last time, Rodan didn’t stay still. He kept moving through the air, held straightforward like an airborne torpedo.

So when Giratina popped out of the shadows just above him, the fire demon reacted instantly. As the arthropodal dragon zoomed towards him like a hungry shark, Rodan turned gracefully in mid-air to position his body towards him, then clapped his wings together. A powerful shockwave blew Giratina off balance- but a pair of strong arms caught him in his fall, saving him.

Chirping his gratitude towards the now airborne Palkia, Giratina regained his footing and followed his spatial brother in pursuit of Rodan. The Giant Monster of the Skies groaned in frustration, wishing he could find a way to deal with them one at a time.

His train of thought had to be put on hold, though, when Dialga shot an Aura Sphere from behind. His instincts serving him well, Rodan darted downwards, and the ball of energy struck Palkia instead. Snarling in rage, the temporal dragon turned his head to look down- and his eyes widened.

Rodan was zooming up at him from below, talons outstretched.

But before he could hit his target, Giratina winked into existence and tackled the pterosaur from the right, knocking him right out of the air. Caught in the grip of the Distortion World’s king, Rodan roared and immediately began to peck at his foe’s face. Unfortunately for him, all that was shed were orange sparks as his beak scratched uselessly against the dragon’s golden facial armor. Roaring in frustration, Rodan continued to struggle as Giratina began to fly him higher.

Right to where Palkia and Dialga were waiting.

Bellowing in outrage, Rodan tried to change tactics as they neared the other two. If his beak wasn’t gonna work, then maybe his other weapon might.

Screeching viciously, the volcanic pteranodon began to kick and slash away at Giratina’s exposed underbelly with his talons. While Giratina’s skin was naturally durable, it had never been slashed by anything near as sharp as these prehistoric meat hooks. It wasn’t long before blood begun to spill, and Giratina screeched to his allies, telling them they needed to act now.

Bulging in response, Palkia reared back as his shoulder pearls glowed with power. Then, opening his jaws, he breathed forth a strange funnel of energy that enveloped Rodan like a blanket. Then, before he knew it, the fire demon was trapped within a transparent energy bubble in mid-air.

Screeching in surprise, Rodan attempted to bash through the bubble- and recoiled in agony when his body took a painful zap. The pterosaur tried again, and again, and again, but all he received was painful shock after shock.

Palkia watched the spectacle from afar, slowly charging up yet another attack. The bubble wouldn’t hold forever, so he would need to act once it had faded. As he powered up, he noticed Dialga and Giratina next to him charging up their own attacks. Growling to them, Palkia told his “brothers” to wait. They all needed to hit the fire demon together, but only when the time is right. Growling once again, Palkia told his allies to wait for his signal.

No matter how excruciating the pain, Rodan wasn’t giving in. Flapping his wings, Rodan tried to shockwave his way out of the bubble. Unfortunately, his attack deflected right off its surface, and instead sent him smacking all around inside it like a trapped pinball, his body taking nasty shock after shock with every touch.

Rodan’s screams were so loud, the inhabitants of Hearthome city, human and Pokémon alike, had to cover their ears. With every time Rodan’s body struck the energy bubble, the clouds above flashed with frightful shapes and silhouettes visible to the onlookers who gasped in a mix of awe and terror.

The energy bubble began to dim. Rodan kept smashing against it, the zaps becoming less and less painful. Eventually, the sphere suddenly disappeared in a harmless burst of pink particles of energy. Rodan screeched his freedom to the world, flapping his wings to blow the particles away. Palkia fired.

Yet another Hydro Pump smacked into Rodan’s chest, sending the pteranodon careening hundreds of meters back with a surprised cry. Realizing their ally’s plan, Dialga and Giratina nodded to each other and took off after the distressed pterosaur, their attacks powered up to a boiling point.

Eventually the watery funnel came to a cease, but Rodan knew the trouble wasn’t over. Sure enough, not a second passed before his eyesight cleared to see the other two zooming at him, their bodies aglow with energy.

It was too late to react.

Dialga bellowed as he released his strongest Roar of Time yet, Giratina following his lead with a supercharged Aura Sphere. At such close range and at suck quick timing, there was no way either attack could miss its mark.

Rocky flesh and glowing magma blew apart in a massive explosion that drowned out a horrific scream of agony. For Rodan, this moment gave the word ‘agony’ a new meaning. His whole body hurt so bad, it was going numb.

It was then he felt something slam hard into his back, sending him lurching forward painfully. Behind him, Giratina chirped derisively, pleased that his Shadow Force had connected. But the worst was yet to come.

Capitalizing on the pterosaur’s stunned state, Dialga opened his mouth, and a glowing silver beam launched into Rodan’s chest wound. The fire demon recoiled from the Flash Cannon, his vision beginning to haze once more from the pain.

Suddenly, Rodan went into shock. Frozen in place like a startled squirrel, the fire demon couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. A strangled groan left his throat, his gaping jaws twitching in a soundless scream. It was only when he felt a river of magma flowing from his torso did he manage to look down and see what had just happened.

Palkia had impaled him with Dragon Claw from behind.

Wringing the skewered pteranodon to face him, Palkia took a moment to look his opponent in the eye. He wanted him to know what it felt like to stare death in the face, to know that he met his death at the hands of the ruler of space itself.

Rodan’s once fiery eyes met Palkia’s crimson glare in an expressionless gaze. Nothing but pure shock adorned the fire demon’s orbs, he didn’t even seem to be paying attention to what was in front of him. But nevertheless, Palkia continued to stare. From behind, Dialga and Giratina watched the spectacle cautiously, waiting to see whether or not the spatial Pokémon would deliver a finishing blow. Eventually, with a howling bugle, Palkia retracted his arm in a small spurt of rock and magma.

All sense of self returned to the punctured pterosaur, and with a rumbling howl he fell into free fall.

At first, only the fire demon’s defeated cry could be heard- he couldn’t be seen, for the battle was too far up in the clouds. Onlookers squinted their eyes as they looked heavenward, trying to detect any sign of the godly combatants and the outcome of their colossal conflict. Then, amidst a chorus of cries, they saw him.

Rodan plummeted like an organic asteroid, leaving a trail of magma and embers behind him in a fiery wake. It was a biblical sight to see, as the once powerful Titan fell as limply as a dead duck from the air, falling and falling until at last he struck the peak of Mt. Coronet with a thunderous noise.

Releasing victorious cries, the Creation Trio descended from the clouds to land at the site of Rodan’s impact, mocking the fallen pterosaur in his defeat. The mountain rumbled as Palkia and Dialga made landfall, while Giratina simply kept afloat not too far above, watching the scene with caution.

Rodan lay surrounded by a steaming puddle of his own magma, a near-whisper of a groan echoing from his beak. His wings splayed out like an organic tapestry, his eyes fluttering open and closed as he tried to stay conscious in his time of dying. The three dragons denounced the fallen reptile with their roars, informing him of the end of his reign. Then, they reared back, each one powering up their own respective attacks.

Rodan’s right hand twitched, the clawed fingers sinking into the ground as he lightly gripped the soil. Slowly, his eyes opened to their fullest. Fiery yellow orbs stared back at the legendary Pokémon with indifference. Rodan had seen darkness before, many times throughout his millions of years of life. In many forms, some greater than others. But as he listened to his opponents celebrate their triumph, watched them prepare to unleash their godly payload, he wondered if he had ever really seen darkness like this. Was this how he was to go out?

He lay sprawled in a pool of his own lifeblood, his old crown taken long ago, a pale shadow of his former lordly self. The life he knew was but a distant memory, the fire within was dwindling. Perhaps it was time to give in to the darkness?

The creation trio fired their respective attacks, and the pterosaur’s body was engulfed in a burst of smoke and debris. But yet, somewhere hidden in that dust cloud, Rodan persisted.

No, he would refuse still to succumb to the darkness. These deities screeched that his reign as king had come to an end, denouncing him like an overthrown monarch. But they couldn’t have been more mistaken. How could they denounce his crown when his reign had already ended long ago? How could they condemn him of a position he no longer possessed to begin with?

The fire within Rodan was dwindling... but it hadn’t blown out. The fire, however small, was still there. And as long as his fire still burned, the Giant Monster of the Skies would never give in.

Slowly, shakily, Rodan rose from the floor. The magma that spilled from his ruptured shoulder gave off an eerie glow from within the smoke cloud, hinting that not everything was as it seemed for the creation trio. His leg shaking but his resolve unbending, the fire demon took a step. Then, firmly planting his foot in the soil, he moved his other leg, taking yet another.

That’s it. Take the step. And step again. And again.

His eyes furrowed into a relentless glare. His strength had returned. The fire within burned brighter than ever. It was time to turn the tide.

The legendary Pokémon watched with awe as, with a powerful roar that made the highest of heavens and the deepest of hells tremble, Rodan shot up out of the dust cloud like a Phoenix. Flapping his wings, the Giant Monster of the Skies was airborne once more. Bulging in defiance, Palkia shot off a Hydro Pump in his direction. But with ease, Rodan dodged the blast. Then, flying right above the watery burst, the fire demon dove straight down. The speed of Rodan’s dive-bomb was so great, none of the great three had time to react.

With a sickening crack, Rodan slammed his full body weight into Palkia’s face, flooring the mythical Pokémon instantly. Palkia lay prone on the ground, groaning from both the painful concussion he had obtained and the small burns on his head from Rodan’s bodily embers. The pteranodon grinned. That’s one temporarily out of the way...

Dialga and Giratina sprung after the volcanic pterosaur, but unlike before he held his ground. He waited until the latter had decided to pull off his disappearing act, knowing what would happen next. And when it did, he would pull off his next plan.

Rodan shot up into the air, pummeling the dragons with his shockwaves, but still they remained balanced and followed him up. Good, that was just what he expected.

Dialga bellowed as he let loose his Roar of Time, Giratina firing Dragon Breath right beside him. But like before, Rodan darted away with ease. Even in spite of his superior speed, the fire demon took the attacks seriously- especially the Dragon Breath. He did not want to get paralyzed by that attack again. His eyes keeping focused on both dragons, Rodan waited for them to make the next move.

Releasing a Mothra-like chirp, Giratina flapped his wings, and let loose a burst of dark purple fog that hit Rodan with concussive force. As Rodan fought against the Ominous Wind, he kept his eyes focused on the draconic duo. And not a second to waste- out of the corner of his eye, he saw Giratina’s silhouette flash before fading from view. Rodan’s eyes narrowed.

Now was the time.

Clapping his wings together, Rodan blew the Ominous Wind away and dove straight towards Dialga. An Aura Sphere launched from his jaws, but the pterosaur dodged it effortlessly. But that wasn’t the attack he wanted. No, he wanted to provoke the temporal god into using his most powerful move- and for good reason.

Barking loudly and making mock swipes, Rodan taunted Dialga like a raven dive-bombing a hawk, eliciting angry roars and attempted bites from the mythical beast. And then, as he raked his talons across the deity’s face, he saw the fins on Dialga’s shoulders begin to glow. Rodan smiled.

Dialga fired his Roar of Time just as Rodan banked down- and right in his path, Giratina winked back into existence! But as he was about to collide with the pterosaur and force him into Dialga’s attack, Rodan banked yet again to the right.

Like a rouge missile, Giratina shot up- and headed right into the path of the blast. Before the arthropodal dragon could widen his eyes, it was too late- the cerulean blast struck him square in the stomach, knocking him right out of the sky with a shriek of pain. Cutting off his attack instantly, Dialga dove into a free-fall, eventually catching the wounded Giratina on his back. Roaring an apology to his ‘brother’, Dialga allowed the Ghost-type to re-steady himself.

But their moment was short-lived; an angry shriek echoed from above, and before either of them could look up, something hard sliced right in-between them, their bodies pummeled by yet another ember-filled shockwave. As they recoiled back, Rodan wheeled around and dove in again, slamming his beak into Dialga’s head with all his might.

A horrible gash sliced through his skull, his mind plagued by a horrendous headache and his body seared by Rodan’s bodily fires, Dialga roared in anguish as he fell from the sky. Giratina screeched in equal distress as he watched his companion fall to the mountain below. He wanted to help him, to catch his fall just as he had mere seconds ago; but at the same time, he needed not let down his guard. Even in his wounded state, Rodan was a greater threat than ever, and as if this moment, he was the only opposition left standing in the fire demon’s way.

Fresh magma dripped from Rodan’s ruptured shoulder, falling thousands and thousands of feet to the ground below. Fresh burns steamed on Giratina’s centipede-like body, the Lord of the Reverse World panting tiredly as he took a breather. The two titans glowered molten knives at one another, both carrying with them battle scars that that served as reminders to each other’s might.

Rodan screeched his defiance to the draconic gods, his call rattling the very region of Sinnoh to its core. This day would not be the last he spent on this earth, nowhere even close. On this day, one shall fly while three shall fall. He would see to it no other way.

Giratina disappeared with a flash. Bellowing at his unseen opponent, Rodan kicked off with a burst of speed. The pterosaur flew in a straight line for a few seconds, then when he reached a sizable distance, he banked around and began to fly back the way he came at the speed of sound. Keeping himself focused solely on how fast he was going, Rodan continued to fly, knowing that there was only one option for his vanished opponent.

Sure enough, Giratina zoomed into existence, headed straight for Rodan like a rocket.

At first, Giratina thought he would knock the pteranodon from the heavens when they collided. But unfortunately, his intended element of surprise backfired on him; when the beasts slammed into one another with all their might, Giratina howled as Rodan overpowered him. As the titans fell through the air, Rodan turned his injured opponent over, and jabbed his left talons deep into the dragon’s tail. As fresh blood flew from the wound Giratina screeched in pain, struggling to break free.

But Rodan had sunk his talons too deep.

As the pair neared the base of Mt. Coronet, Rodan suddenly changed his trajectory, beginning to lower himself over the base of the dormant volcano. There, laying injured on the mountain top, were Palkia and Dialga. Rodan swooped down, Giratina’s weight doing nothing to slow him down. With the accuracy of a hunting raptor, the pterosaur swooped down and snagged both legendary Pokémon in his right claw by their necks, digging his claws as deep as he possibly could.


As the creation trio were snapped fully awake by the pain, it was then that Rodan began to soar upward. As mere seconds passed, Mt. Coronet became smaller and smaller as the fire demon ascended further into the heavens. As if that wasn’t bad enough, the dragon gods were continuously bathed in the fiery embers left behind in Rodan’s wake. Even through their agony, all three Pokémon widened their eyes when they realized how far up they were going- and, as seconds passed, what Rodan was doing.

Hollering bloody murder at their Kaiju captor, the dragons struggled to free themselves of his grip, only to roar in pain when their struggles resulted in his talons digging further into their flesh.

The clouds were now but a wide, distant plain of gray mountains of vapor that looked far below, the sky pinkish-orange from the setting sun. And to make matters worse for the legendary trio, the sky began to darken, the atmosphere beginning to turn to a bitter cold. Wisps of vapor left Rodan’s beak as he ascended, tiny droplets of ice beginning to form over his body, yet still he persisted.

He was now just at the right spot.

Without slowing down Rodan stopped his heavenward ascent, and began to spin around in a circle. Faster and faster he spun around, even the combined weight of his three opponents doing nothing to hinder his progress. Palkia couldn’t help but be a little intrigued at the fire demon’s intentions. This beast- as far as he knew- was no Pokémon... and yet, it seemed as if it was trying to preform what the humans called a Seismic Toss?

It was then that the world became a blur. The loud roar of wind blowing past his face combined with the imperceivable background was beginning to make him extremely dizzy. Dialga and Giratina followed suit; soon the upper atmosphere began to echo with the agonized cries of ailing gods begging for their torment to stop.

But Rodan kept going, notwithstanding of the extreme altitude and the cold it brought. He needed to see this task done, for he only needed a few more seconds. The fire in his heart burning like a newborn star, Rodan spun and spun, not stopping until his wings began to ache profusely.

For just a precious second, the spinning came to a stop, and the horrific buildup of pain in the dragons’ skulls ceased, leaving behind the start of horrendous headaches. And then it all restarted.

With a powerful roar that may very well have cracked the mountains of clouds below, Rodan dove. The blur of wind and scorch of embers resumed pummeling the captivated gods as Rodan sailed back down from whence he came- albeit twice as fast. Zooming at the speed of sound he fell, his kingdom filled with the final cries of the creation trio as they awaited the inevitable. Only when he perceived exactly when Mt. Coronet was back in sight did Rodan clap his wings to double his speed.

At first, what looked like a meteor burst from the bottom of the clouds, onlookers crying out in equal parts terror and awe as they quickly realized that it was no meteor. Faster than the blink of an eye, the fiery object struck the peak of the mountain.

A massive, black cloud of ash and debris burst from the caldera, tremors rattling the buildings of Hearthome City. For a moment, it seemed as though the mountain was ready to blow. Earthquakes rocked the city in massive waves, throwing the city’s inhabitants off-balance. Mounds of snow fell off the mountain, exposing its purple-gray slope.

But as seconds turned to minutes, everything began to calm. The tremors slowly died away, the debris cloud began to fade, and no further ash dispersed from the mountain. One by one, the inhabitants of Hearthome began to breathe sighs of relief as Mother Earth’s rage seemed to recede.


*****


Within the crater, an exhausted giant began to stand. Burgundy red scales cracked as tired muscles knitted themselves back together. Two curved horns on the back of an avian head revealed the beast’s identity as Rodan. And strewn around him, a valley of fallen gods.

Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina lay prone across the flat surface of the mountain, unconscious. Their battered bodies told the fire demon everything he needed to know, and for the first time in ages, the volcanic pterosaur felt a most brilliant thrill course through his prehistoric being.

He had won.

He, a disgraced ruler who had been thrown down from his kingdom, a lone rouge who had accepted a new life as the shadow of a new king, had fought three revered deities- literal gods- and won.

The unconscious trio lay scattered around him like so many of his opponents did in the past, and here he stood, towering over them once again like the monarch Mother Earth designed him to be. Pawing the ground with his talons and spreading his wings wide, Rodan let all of the region know of his triumph with the loudest roar he could muster. He had learned from the past rather than flee from it. He had banished the darkness that plagued his heart. He had confronted his demons head-on, and emerged a renewed soul free from the shackles of defeat.

It was then Rodan felt his body weaken. His legs buckled out from under him and he slumped to the ground. He was exhausted after his legendary battle. It was time he got what he came here for: sleep.

But not here. Somehow, Rodan just knew this wasn’t the place for him. It was better he roosted somewhere else.

So, climbing back to his feet, Rodan looked over the horizon, scoping out the entirety of the island with his incredible eyesight. And sure enough, it only took mere seconds for him to locate exactly what he was looking for. In the not-too-far distance, he spied yet another volcano. But this one had one key difference from the one he stood upon- it was active. The perfect place to rest and heal.

Gathering what strength he had left, the Giant Monster of the Skies flapped his wings as he rose into the air like a Phoenix, the inhabitants of Hearthome city gasping in awe at the majestic sight. And then, without so much as paying the city a single glance, he headed straight towards his objective. What would take the average Pokémon trainer weeks if not months to reach, Rodan covered in less than thirty seconds. He may have been tired, but he was still the fastest creature ever to grace the skies.

Behind he left the fallen gods, searing through the heavens as if he were back in the bygone age he once ruled. Larger and larger the volcano became until at last, he was hovering right above the caldera, the mountaintop glowing crimson with eternally-boiling lava. Circling down like a hawk, Rodan finally let himself land in the bubbling pool of molten rock, letting the geothermal radiation re-energize his body and the intense heat soothe him down.

His muscles finally able to relax and his body all but blanketed in the mountain’s lifeblood, Rodan finally gave in to exhaustion, closing his eyes as he let the warm confines of slumber overtake him.

It had been ages beyond a human’s capability of count since he had felt this peaceful.

*****

Two months later.

Pillars of lava spewed mightily into the air as the sound barrier shook with a thunderous cry. Pokémon and their trainers stared wide-eyed at the scene as a three-fingered hand rose from the raging conflagration, gripping the side of Stark Mountain. Another hand soon rose from the inferno, and then a pair of curved horns attached to an avian skull that glowered with two yellow eyes that seemed to glow with power.

The pillars of ash looming menacingly behind him, Rodan inhaled the sweet winter air as he climbed his way out of his hibernation spot. His injuries had since healed over from being exposed to Stark Mountain’s magma, the Fire Demon felt rejuvenated like never before. Taking a moment to scope out the region like an eagle, the giant pteranodon sat perched at the edge of the angry mountain.

Frightened onlookers banded together in groups as they ran, seeking whatever shelter they could find that could offer at least some protection from the Kaiju’s wrath should he turn violent. Officer Jenny shouted orders as she urged them onward, not leaving her post until everyone was a fair distance away from the mountain. Only when she counted heads and found zero did she herself take off.

Clouds of vapor snorted from Rodan’s nostrils as he shook his head, his molten blood flowing pleasurably. His wounds had healed. He had rested long enough. There was no use staying here. It was time to take to the air once again.

Spreading his wings far and wide, Rodan sent flocks of Pidgey flying in terror with a mighty roar. And, with a flap of his wings that blew clouds of ash away, he was off. Shooting off his fiery post like a reborn god of fire, soaring into the distance with a final cry announcing his departure to the Pokémon world.

His eyes shut contently as Rodan felt the wind and snow blow past his face, frozen water evaporating upon touching his rocky body as he soared through the cloudy skies he called home. As he flew at the greatest speed he could muster, Rodan reflected on everything that had transpired in his time spent in Sinnoh, and his near-death run-in with the legendary creation trio. He contemplated how different he felt leaving the island in comparison to how he felt before he approached it. Before, he had felt disgraced. Dejected. Undeserving.

But now... everything was different. No longer did he just see shades of grey. No longer did he see another’s face- or rather, faces- every time he looked into the clouds. Now, he felt one with his aerial domain. He didn’t just see the skies, didn’t just feel them; he heard them. No longer did the heavens seem lifeless and inanimate, now they were alive and speaking to him in a prehistoric language he thought he had forgotten, a language only he could understand. The howling voice of the wind, the roar of the raging blizzard, the blow of the clouds against his colossal body... ... ...it called him. Beckoned its king.So Rodan would answer it.

Beating his wings to blow the snow and clouds apart, Rodan burst from the masses of vapor with a joyful bellow, flying in a straight line as he soared over the seemingly endless mountains of clouds. He roared again, and listened to his voice echo through the skybound landscape. An exhilarating thrill flowed through his blood, and faster he flew. He flew at an altitude all other living creatures incapable, seeing the big, wide world in a way no other could. It was a gift only he possessed, and he would remain forever thankful for it. He was King of the Skies once again.

And so he would fly. He would ride the biggest storms and sail the greatest cyclones, brave the strongest snowstorms and zip through the hardest rains with no fear, soaring at altitudes higher than any life form could possibly imagine. He flew without fear, because it would never harm him. The sky was his home. He was the sky and the sky was him.

The Sky was his Kingdom.

And Rodan was its King.


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This is officially my favorite KWCE match ever now.
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My favorite kaiju won, the fighting and premise was amazing, and its match 69. Everything I could want in a KWCE.
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Nice match number, hehe

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Honestly didn’t expect Rodan to pull through, but he did! (...somehow) :lol:
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DAAAAAMN this is some good poop right here!
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I'm going to guess the Creation Trio aren't gonna stay down for much longer though
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A great match all around. Excellent action all throughout, and I enjoyed Rodan’s motivation and character here.
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God damn this was good. One of the best KWCE matches so far, if not the best.

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Re: K.W.C.E Match 69: Rodan (MonsterVerse) vs. Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina

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Well this was definitely a pleasant surprise! I'm glad people are liking it so far!

Also, I made a banner for this one--albeit, before I knew how to handle image dimensions, so forgive me. :lol:
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Also, side note that I forgot to add:

Originally, right after Seismic-Tossing the Creation Trio against the peak of the Mountain, Rodan was then gonna fly out, come back around, and fly right over the volcano and trigger it to erupt while the Creation Trio were still on the peak. However, I scrapped that ending because I didn't want to kill the three dragons in this match.
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Re: K.W.C.E Match 69: Rodan (MonsterVerse) vs. Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina

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That was amazing! The blood pumping action
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paired with Rodan rising from the lowest moment of his life
were perfect. We're looking at match of the year here, people...
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maybe could've done with less phoenix references so it would be more subtle but that's just nitpicking.
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Re: K.W.C.E Match 69: Rodan (MonsterVerse) vs. Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina

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Ho-lee poop! Now that is a spectacular match!
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The characterization of Rodan is awesome, the action is so well-done, the Creation Trio's teamwork is well-written too, and this match makes Rodan a force to be reckoned with while not making him feel too overpowered. And to top is all off, the ending is satisfying. Also, reading this with FalKKonE's Rodan Remix in the background is quite the experience.
This was such an absolutely great match, probably even one of the best this year. Can't wait to see what the rest of KWCE3 offers!

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Re: K.W.C.E Match 69: Rodan (MonsterVerse) vs. Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina

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I agree with everyone else. This was one fire match!

Loved the little arc Rodan went through as he redeemed himself and got what he so desired. The fight was very suspenseful and their mindsets were captured very elegantly. All in all one of my favorite KWCE matches at the moment.
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