[X] My Assistant

[Douken Sota]

All bunnying has already been pre-approved with the characters in advance.

Flying with the Aerodactyl made a major difference when it came to travel time compared to flying above the Arcanine. Unless there was a pile of Snorlax rising higher than Mount Carello or the original size of the meteor that could of killed them, there was very little that could slow them down, let alone stop them. However, sometimes you do get some funny reactions. Like Sabre passing by another flock of Skarmory and his jaw dropping as one in the other flock cawed like crazy, as if laughing.

"Don't tell me that was the Skarmory you were trying to replace back at the farm." Bullseye as Sabre cried like crazy, throwing Douken off his back before catching his shoulders in the bird's talons. "Okay, okay, I get it. Nice set up for the Sky Drop though. You seemed to of been doing some practice."

Raising up, the bird let go of Douken before looping quickly and catching the human on his back again. That damn Xatu, Sabre thought. I'm really going to get that bitch...

With the sun quickly falling, Douken called to Pan, "Looks like night's coming. Might be a good chance to land and make camp while we can still see land this easily." The bird's have been flying nonstop anyways, so they must be exhausted as well. However, camp seemed to of found them as a rotating spotlight caught the trainers, which made Douken see what was going on.

Out on the mountainside was a light purple, four story building, stretched as long as 26 rooms (as seen by the windows) The top of the building seemed to of had a greenhouse touch to it, as all he could really see was green through the glass roof. Each end of the roof, however, had four rotating spotlights on each side and the center was set up with a helipad.

"Wonder what that is..." Douken muttered. "Hey Pan, wanna check it out?"

[Douken Sota]

The small dragon was a bit confused on the applause, looking back and forth with a small blush. "Don't worry, Canaan," Douken told her, "They are here to help. Now. let's show that Gengar your full power! Use..." he had to take a brief moment to think about what a Dratini could do. She was strong, yes, but the question was "How strong?"

Good thing Canaan had an idea in mind, opening her mouth and forming a pale purple ball of energy.It was her Dragonbreath, which grew in size from Hitmontop's helping hand, and grew again from Fenrir's, making it's size massive compared to little Canaan. If she didn't do something fast, then the skill may flop because of the massive power packed behind it. For some reason, her body felt this too and reacted by glowing white.

"Okay, this is completely new," he muttered, watching the Dratini evolve in front of them. never did he figure he would enter a dream, befriend a dream, nearly die in a dream, get saved by a dream, and the friend he gained evolve instantly. Then again, this was a dream, so crazy things were to be expected anyways.

Canaan's body grew over three times in length, small orbs forming on her neck and tail as the evolution completed, showing off the full form of a Dragonair. Now, with evolution,the energy grew bigger once more, but she seemed to of been handling it quite well now. Fenrir, please get out of the way! "Now Canaan, Dragonbreath!"

((For those who care about the math, Dragonbreath + STAB + 2 Helping Hands makes it go from 60 -> 202.5. Calling it a critical will make it 405. Talk about hurt.))

The Gengar was cursing loudly at himself, trying to fight off the stiffness in his body to hold his arms out to block. however, with evolution complete and attack declared, he was looking more like he was accepting to take it than blocking. "Shit," he muttered before the blast engulfed him, the power sending him flying into the air (barely above Fenrir's coat), breaking through an assortment of trees before the wall of the dream, pinend against thin air and the Dragonbreath. When the move finished, there was a clear ring on what got hit through the trees and the Gengar.'s body into the distance, right before falling flat on his face.

With a smile on his face, he petted the Dragonair's tail, who in turned dropped her head down to nuzzle his cheek. "Great Work, Canaan." With the boss down, he looked over at the Cresselia before running over and checking on her condition. Though extremely worn out, she still had life. Even better, the cage that surrounded the moon began to shatter. "Now all there's left are the angry minions, right?" he joked to Justin and Pan, hoping that they fled in terror knowing that their boss was defeated.