Jiru loved the feel of the wind beneath his wings as he glided over route 40. He felt like spreading out his arms as well if he wasn’t holding onto Raz. The Charizard had never felt so free before. If only he had become this sooner, before all this happened, then everything would have been better. Though it wouldn’t have changed anything. The epidemic would have still happened, and his trainer would have still abandoned him thinking he was infected.
He let out a sigh as he remember the terrified look on his trainers face as he released him and fled, he even started to wonder if he was still alive, though seeing the panic in his eyes, he doubted that.
“Hey! Where are we going!” Jiru hardly heard Raz question through the wind, but looked down at the Bayleef who was looking up at him.“To Goldenrod.”
Jiru replied to the question. “There could be food and shelter there, and lots of buildings to rest on top of.”
He added as the city came into view, making the dual type smile. He hadn’t been to Goldenrod in a long time. Not since the epidemic first broke out.
Jiru had seeked shelter in the city, but it wasn’t as safe as he first thought, and ended up with the scar on his face as a result.
It didn’t take long before they where over the city and Jiru started to descend near the pokemon center, his wings flapping till he was close enough to the ground and realised Raz. He suddenly felt so much lighter now as well before he landed next to the grass type and looked around. Everything looked safe enough. Though you should never judge everything you see in this forsaken world anymore.“Keep your senses open Raz, you never know what could be lurking around.”
Jiru warned to the Bayleef as he raised his head, taking in the sights.