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Hello there! I had previously posted this first chapter here, like, years ago, but I never got around to finishing the fic lol. Here we go again! I hope you guys enjoy!
Feel free to post any constructive criticism as well! I love feedback!
Darkness… the black, harrowing substance I was cursed to rule over… a substance of great power… but can be the source of great pain… because of its power I used it selfishly, and then it came to haunt me… as I am confined in this prison of darkness my memory erases and I remember nothing of my past but two names… the first name is my own… Darkrai… but the second is not familiar to me… yet I feel such a strong connection to it… Cresselia…
I woke up gasping. My hand immediately clutched the charm dangling on my neck. I breathed a sigh of relief to find it still there; even though I had absolutely no idea how it got there, or what it was.
Shaking away the dull throb in my head, I looked around to get a picture of my surroundings. I was in a bedroom, lying on a bed with a cold towel on my head. A fireplace crackled, giving the small room a warm glow. There were also some book shelves and a table along the adjacent walls.
I attempted to sit up straight, but a fierce pain in my torso coaxed me to lay back down. Where was I? How did I get here? How did I get these injuries?
I jumped as door creaked open. A little human girl in a yellow sundress poked her head through the door and walked in, carrying a tray of what seemed like berries, herbs, and a glass of water.
“You’re awake!” she squealed as she laid the tray on the nightstand.
“Where am I?” I asked, suspicious of this girl. “Who are you?”
Her eyes opened wide, seemingly shocked that I had replied. “You can talk?”
I nodded slowly. “Yes, I can communicate in your language. Now I will repeat myself. Who are you?”
“My name is Diana and you are in my home.” She explained matter-of-factly as she attempted to feed me some berries. “Who are you?”
“I am… Darkrai.” I hesitated for a split second. My name felt strange on my tongue, as if it wasn’t really mine.
“Well it’s nice to meet you Darkrai.” She chirped. “You were pretty hurt when I found you. What happened?”
My mind went completely blank as I tried to recall something, anything, about what happened to me. I had absolutely no idea why I was so banged up, or who I even was. What was I doing? Who was I?
Diana smiled cheerfully. “It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” She glanced at my charm. “What a pretty Lunar Wing."
Lunar Wing? So that’s what it is.
“They say it is the feather of a mythical pokémon that has the power to subdue nightmares.” Diana explained. “Though, I can’t remember its name. That story isn’t told very often here.”
“Hmm...” I sighed as I sipped the water she was coaxing me to drink. Subdue nightmares…
Diana picked up the empty tray and stood up. “Well, I’ll let you get some more rest. Just call if you need anything ‘kay?”
And with that, she exited the room, closing the door behind her.
As the new moon rose over the tiny town of Lentimas, all the people were getting ready to go to sleep… except for two mischievous boys sneaking down the main street. One had a bag.
“Come on Jared!” David, the one with the bag, whispered behind him. “It’ll be morning by the time we get there if you don’t hurry up!”
Jared huffed and rolled his eyes. “Hey, I’m tired. We’re supposed to be asleep.”
David smirked. “I’m not.”
Jared looked behind them and sighed, longing for his bed. “Where are we even going?”
“To the Strange House.” David replied straightforwardly.
Jared’s eyes widened. “Th.....The Strange House? But that place is ha.....haunted. Why would you want to go there? They say if you go in there, you never come out! And if by some miracle you do come out, you suffer horrible nightmares for the rest of your life!”
David rolled his eyes. “Seriously, you believe that? They just say that so kids won’t go there and fall through the floorboards or something. They also say there are really rare pokémon there. So I’ll take my chances.”
“But we don’t have any pokéballs! Or pokémon!” Jared exclaimed.
“Yes we do!” David said as he reached into the bag he brought along with them and brought out five pokéballs. “See?”
Jared’s eyes widened even wider. “Where did you get these? They don’t sell these to kids without Trainer Cards!”
“They’re my dad’s.” David grinned. “And this one is my dad’s Crobat!”
He picked up the one with the Crobat sticker on it and held it up for Jared to see. Jared was almost shaking with fear.
“If your dad finds out, we are dead. Dead!” Jared squeaked. “Heck, if my dad finds out, we’re dead! Either way we’re DEAD!”
David rolled his eyes. “Who says any of our dads are gonna find out? They’re not! Now let’s go before something like that does happen. Jeez, you’re such a pessimist!”
The boys marched on, nearing the edge of the town. Reversal Mountain loomed in the distance.
Jared sighed in defeat. He knew was going to regret this.
~ The important thing is not how long you live. It's what you accomplish with your life. While I live, I want to shine, I want to prove that I exist. If I could do something really important, that would definitely carry on into the future. And so, if I were to disappear, I think all that I have accomplished will go on. That is, that would mean that it's living, right? ~