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I awoke in a bed that I knew immediately felt wasn't my own.

Confused; I groggily sat up to see that I was in Mom's and Dad's room. My movement shifted a once asleep Zillian whose grumpy look shifted to an expression of complete and utter glee as he squeaked in delight and tackled my chest,neck,face like he hadn't seen me in days. This puzzled me further seeing as how we lay down together to sleep last night. Apparently from the look on his face: Zil was equally confused about his actions too, seemed it was a instinctual reaction and not a conscious one.

I took another look around the room to see Mom was half on the bed and half in a chair asleep gripping my hand tightly in hers. Thanks to Zil's reaction however she was now wide awake, crying, and had climbed into the bed to clutch me to her chest like I was about to disappear if I had left her grip. Same with Dad who was snoring loudly in a half sitting, half lying position in a chair across the room seconds before. Now however was tripping over himself in his rush to race across the room to climb in the bed with us. Both looked and smelled like they hadn't showered or changed clothes in days.

Both were ignoring my struggles and pleas for freedom (just made them hold me tighter) and to receive an explanation. Jasper (who must have heard the commotion) poked his head in: but wasn't meant to stay very long apparently because when he was noticed, Dad immediately said "Don't just stand there, get them now please Jasper!" Jasper bowed and ran off in some errand. After a minute or two everyone seemed to be have calmed down enough to stop smothering me, but then they started talking at once which made every word they said into gibberish. Deciding that enough was enough I yelled "Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on!"

My Dad cleared his throat and wiped the sleep from his eyes before he saying "Elly...both you and Zil have been in a coma like state ever since the incident that happened in your room three days ago. Of course you might not be aware of exactly on how much time has passed. But I would have thought you might have sensed that a lot of time has passed since you were conscious...Made longer probably because of the nightmare you been suffering from."

Annoyed and confused at the half answer I received I squinted my eyes at them both because I didn't believe a word of it. Had to be some elaborate poorly conducted joke. However what they lacked in execution of said joke they sure as hell made up their performance with their acting skills. I decided to take the bait and ask "What do you mean asleep for 3 days? What incident? and what do you mean it happened in my room? and what nightmares ?I didn't have any dreams of any kind since I fallen asleep."

Everyone except Zil looked at me like I'd grown a second head "You mean...you have no memory of what happened ?" Zil jumped up and down twice on the bed to get everyone's attention before pointing to his head and shaking it. No interpretation needed.

This made Dad loudly exclaim to Zil "You don't either? But you were the one that dragged us to his room when you sensed something wrong!" Dad's reaction caused Zil to meep, hide underneath my covers, and start shaking like a leaf. Zil was kind of afraid my Dad so this is normal. It still frustrates my Dad since all he has to do is speak to the little guy before Zil nearly pees himself. Zillian says it's because "large pressure around him...like strong predator" Zil was probably referring to the room encompassing presence Dad has; which I don't blame Zil for being intimidated by.

While Dad face palmed and mumbled "why do I even try?" Mom began to tap her lip in seemingly deep thought "Dear, think back...what else happened that night." Mom said glancing between Zil and I like a investigator searching for clues as if it was written in our very appearance.

Dad stroked his week old beard while he thought (stress probably is making him forget to shave. Beards aren't exactly normal for Dad) than it was like a light bulb went off above his head ;he even snapped his fingers like a cartoon/anime character does when they figure something out "Zillian freaked out like someone was in the room right before he passed out like he was blasted by a Hypnosis attack!" but he looked at Zillian and I with curiosity and worry "Still that does not explain the memory loss"

Someone cleared their throat and we all turned to see Jasper "Mrs. Holmes and Mr. Watson. I'm sure you're just about to solve the mystery that's plaguing all of us so I would hate to interrupt you during your speculations but you're guests are currently here and waiting."

Mom and Dad both blushed at their foolishness while Jasper bowed and stepped back out of the way of the doorway. This allowed the guest to come into the room one by one.

First came the rest of the family that lived in house, the next was a doctor (of course), along with a psychic type. What I wasn't expecting were the two cops that followed after the Alakazam. I felt in my gut that I saw them before. Mixed in that feeling of déjà vu was true fear and panic that suddenly hit me like a truck. Which was extremely odd considering but I had no memory of ever seeing or interacting with them: so I was at a lost on the reason why I was feeling this way. The feeling only worsened when they both saw me they both simultaneously smiled and waved seemingly (and most likely) to be friendly to a person they had seen and talked to before. But in my mind the action screamed (Hi! you're so busted!) but the question was busted for what?!

Suddenly the space in front of my bed shimmered before a large rip and cracking was heard as large circular opening was made; standing (floating) in the entrance-way was a shadowy figure.

Everyone except Mom, Dad, the cops, and Jasper screamed but they still jumped in fright.

The Shadow laughed and said "Sorry about the sudden entrance I don't want to be detected. This is the only way I'm invisible to that wench chasing me." his masculine voice allowed even a idiot to assume that the creature was male in gender.

On top of its small head sat a white fog-like ghostly plume that covered one of its (I assume) other bright blue eye, along with the portion on its face resembling hair; both were billowing from a non-existent breeze. It also had a red spiky growth around its neck that could have been anything from a shirt collar or a spiky scarf. It has long skinny arms and long black tatters hanging from its shoulders. It appeared to be wearing an old, ripped cloak that hugged its hourglass frame. It didn't have any legs just a body...now he has two stick like legs. One of his arms was gone; but due to the dark energy constantly flowing into the little stump that remained, it was safe to assume that he was in the process of regenerating the lost limb.

The shadow thing sighed "Anyway I'm afraid the 3 day coma is my fault" than he just stared at me as if he knew me and knew me quite fondly, which confused me just as much as it did creep me out. Before glancing to my parents and the others to say "My name is Darkrai and I'm what you humans call a Legendary. I am the being that uses nightmares as a tool to invoke fear that I feed on to become stronger" I was expecting an evil laugh and a sudden bolt of thunder any second.

My Dad rolled his eyes " We know that. Introductions were exchanged prior to this meeting. What I'm wanting to know and now! Is why I shouldn't use the wing to call Cressilia like she told and showed me to if were actually dumb enough to return. Also what does a Legendary: something that has tormented humans since the dawn of man and has enough hate for our kind to fuel the sun- want with my boy who doesn't have the battle knowledge, power, or experience to fight his way out of a paper bag-

_Gee thanks Dad _

-that is so damn important that they visit him multiple times while he was growing up?"

Daddy says what now? instead of saying that however all that came out of my mouth was "Um what?" I was glancing between my parents than at Darkrai becoming more confused than ever but was rudely ignored. Giving up on any sort of answers anytime this century I groaned and face-planted into my pillow.

The cop whose name tag read Steve L. North stepped one step closer to frightening shadow guy with an neutral almost causal expression on his face as he lazily said "and don't you dare say you were just feeding because we know better. The time you spent with this boy compared to the time experts say it takes for you to stop feeding on your victims before moving on to a new target in order to avoid the wraith of Cressilia disproves that particular statement."

The other cop whose badge read Trevor T. North then grumbled almost too quietly to hear with arms crossed looking like a displeased grizzly bear who really wanted to anywhere else but in this room "Also why WE were called specifically instead of the Rangers "

Darkrai's patience was wearing thin. That was evident just by looking at the annoyed expression that was quickly turning into one of fury with each question being thrown at him. But just when Darkrai looked just centimeters away from doing something out of anger: he appeared to catch himself and immediately calm down back to his blank facade "I was getting to all that. But I wanted to do introductions again for those in the room that might not be aware of me." I chose this moment to raise my head up in order to speak up a bit louder then usual as if I was in a classroom "I sure as hell didn't know who or what he was when he... 'walked' in". Zil also chose this moment to pop his head from underneath the covers and throw his two scents in with a simple "Ra" [Yes] with a nod of his head in agreement. Which caused everyone besides Mom, Dad, and Darkrai to look at us like we suddenly fused together.

You could just feel the smirk on Darkrai's face when he said "See? I just didn't want to be rude, anyway... the first thing you need to know is that I owe this boy my life you see..."

Darkrai cleared his throat before he began "Long ago I received a mortal wound from Cressilia. I was too weak to open a portal to the space I'm in now and too close to death to actively search/force for ways to scare my prey to get the energy that was required. So in the end I was forced to come to this boy when he was just 5 years old for help, nothing personal just he was closest. But in order to get the energy that I required the boy needed to give me the keys to his biggest fears by opening himself up to me. I warned the boy of the risk of him going to a coma for a long period of time, possibly permanently because the damage to myself was just that severe. But the boy was persistent on wanting to help me and thus ended up falling into a nightmarish coma. But as a result I was able to get the energy that I needed to save my skin from certain death"

Darkrai turned to face me again "Eventually I was healed enough to move on but I found myself taking pity on the boy. So I decided to play friendly games in the pocket dimension that I call home with his conscious until his body recovered. Then I wiped his memories just before I returned him."

As he was talking memories began flashing past my mind's eye that told me that what he was saying was the truth. So I found myself nodding along with his story; Darkrai caught me in the act and smiled that looked almost gentle but I knew in my gut that there was something dark and sinister about it. It was then I began to question what was being force fed to me.

Mom turned to face me with a glare etched in her expression " I don't care if you were 5. If you ever think about putting yourself at great risk like that again: someone will have to save you from me"

Not knowing what to say I just went with "yes mom?"

Darkrai coughed to bring our attention back to him before he continued"I made the mistake of visiting him every time I was wounded/bored/ hungry because all I had to do was restore his memories and I would get a free meal and entertainment" I could understand that and apparently everyone else could too. "and eventually it reached the point where I could no longer use the boy when I was injured because Cressilia was puppy guarding him. I was forced to adapt to that change"

"But last night all my options were unavailable. The Pokémon that I would have used to quell my appetite had died in the explosion a human girl set off as revenge against a company that 'fired' her from something called a 'job'-"

There was an awkward pause

Dad face immediately became livid "THAT BITCH! I'LL HANG HER FOR THIS! I'LL- I'LL-"

"Dear your blood pressure..." murmured Mom as she gripped Dad's arm and attempted to calm him with back rubs.

Darkrai laughed a cold laugh "Doubtful because Father picked up her soul days ago, which is why I know the details. The girl died in the resulting explosion in the tunnels. She unfortunately tripped over a rock and fell on top of the remote that activated the charges before she could even attempt to get out...Messy way to go that." Darkrai glanced at the cops "Which is the reason I told them to call you because I knew that humans tend to investigate missing persons" the cops nodded but said nothing.

From the glint in Darkrai's eye I knew he was lying. Judging from the knowing look that flashed in his eye for half a second during the moment of brief eye contact right after I caught on told me that he knew that I knew. But what was Darkrai lying about and why was he lying? I guess the bigger question was how did I know that he was lying? I had no clue how to answer any of that without asking Darkrai. All I did know for sure that it wasn't to protect me because his expression underneath his current facade was a dark and twisted expression which told me he was up to something. Only I seem to pick up on this however since only those up to no good have the intuition needed to spot these kinds of things. Everyone else seemed to believe it because it was the only thing that made sense.

Still the un-explained guilt that I felt since waking up increased tenfold for not correcting him. It was so painful that I felt as if the weight in my chest slowly getting heavier and heavier. I caught a smile of delight flash across Darkrai's expression (of course it had to be during a convenient barely perceptible moment when no one else was looking at him but me...) before regaining the composure of a sad storyteller.

Darkrai took a moment to sigh "The ones that didn't flee from the aftershocks had fled from the herd of angry and rampaging rock, ground, and steel types and with no home, leaving me with no food.- " The rampages were all over the news even before I clonked out so this made sense as well. Luckily water and fire trainers from all over paid by Dad and the company were coming stopping this threat." -And I refuse to feed on those rock and metal creatures because devouring the fear from those creatures tastes like dirt, rock, and metal" Darkrai shivered and his face twisted up in disgust: apparently Legendaries have least favorite foods too.

"So that's why I had no other choice but to visit the boy. I was literally starving to death so it was either use the boy or death. I obviously chose life... You know the rest." The room became quiet as everyone absorbed the information. Meanwhile Darkrai looked out the window towards something we couldn't see. "Damn she's close enough to sense me after all! I got to cut this meeting short . Shame because I really really wanted to talk to Elly for a bit-" the fact that the thing called me my pet name got under my skin. I could tell from the grimace (that was snubbed out before anyone else besides me could notice of course) that Darkrai hated it just as much as I did but had no choice if he wanted to make the imaginary character he was playing more believable. "-before I go so we could catch up and all that...But before I go..." One second Darkrai was in the portal but the next he was floating over top of the bed. Before anyone could even think about reacting the bastard had already unleashed a Dark Pulse attack that sent everyone standing across the room and into dreamland. Mom (who was still clutching me) shouted at the top of her lungs "I KNEW WE SHOULDN'T HAVE -" was all she could get out before Darkrai's gaze landed on her then said in a calm almost bored tone "Sleep" Mom immediately feel unconscious.

"Alone at last" Darkrai then turned his gaze at me and Zillian who was crouched defensively on my chest sort of pissing himself (in turn on me, much to my disgust and apparently Darkrai's.)

Darkrai sighed and mumbled "Not again" before he cleaned up the mess with a Psychic attack and then threw it out the window much to mine and Zillian's disbelief. Darkrai then slowly floated towards me and I closed my eyes in preparation for my death.

Instead I felt a soft breathe against my ear as I heard a harsh whisper command:

"R e m e m b e r" with that one word last night's true events began unfold rapidly past my mind's eye as if I was watching a video in fast forward. Eventually I remembered everything that had happened that night.

But that wasn't all I saw.

I saw myself give the girl that I fucked two days before a 'check' while Zillian lay waiting in the shadows. Then when the moment was right I used my hand to make a small circle which of course was the signal for Zil to steal the 'check' while I made a clean get away. The plan was to have Zil hide in the tunnels with it until the bitch gave up. This part of the plan was achieved so flawlessly that I found myself laughing all the way until I found myself inside of Bleu's grip.

Safe and profitable.

BUT noooo the bitch HAD to have her fucking money because she was too stubborn to let it go and the bitch HAD to get run over by a fucking Onix. Thus turning our petty theft into murder. When Zil told me this after dinner I knew the evidence on the body would damn us. So we snuck out later and went into the tunnels to set explosive charges that we stole from Dad to get rid of the evidence. Knowing then that our actions would get rid of the body completely with the added benefit of forcing my Dad to make us move away from the scene of the crime before the time that the waiting period for missing person's ran out.

It was the perfect crime...If it wasn't for the girl being the mayor's daughter.

To make matters worse not only have we've been tormented by feeling of guilt and depression for the loss of life...But we've been fighting the itch to get the high that we felt during, after, and every time we think about it. That's right. Zillian and I enjoyed every second of it. We had a slight taste of this causing trouble as we grew up, but this was a thousand times better! Still that night Zil and I swore no matter how good it felt we would never do something like that ever again.

Darkrai was watching the boy's mind react to the lies that were being fed to them while simultaneously looking at the boy's and rat's soul. When the last bit (which wasn't according to plan at all) suddenly jumped into both the boy's and rat's thoughts simultaneously Darkrai suddenly hissed more than a few curses aloud "Damn it!" he tries to fix the memory but to no avail; Darkrai than blasts a nearby wall with a Shadow Ball in frustration as he thinks to himself: Despite using the fake events that worked perfectly in the simulation, it seems that the last portion of light is being very stubborn in its fight against the inevitable...it's like the promise is acting like a wall that separates the darkness from the light and its very solid ...it's like pushing against marble; no matter how much the darkness pushes against this wall its repelled back very painfully...Cressilia's handiwork no doubt, has her rotten stench all over it especially with this type of all or nothing trap. Doesn't help that the boys think very highly of promises.

Darkrai sighs to himself 'Guess I have to resort to plan B...didn't want to do this because of the extreme possibility of one or both could go completely and utterly insane. Which of course would just be an extreme hindrance to the point I'll have to eventually end them. But they forced my hand... guess I'll just have to pray that these two's mental state and relationship can stand the shock.' A familiar angelic screech could be heard in the distance. Darkrai looks towards the direction the screech is coming from and mockingly says "Can't finish what I sought out to do because of you anyway you stupid wench! So you and me are both just wasting our valuable time" Darkrai sighed "Time to hit the road...but before I go"

Darkrai glares at the boys while he snaps his fingers, Immediately afterward the boys start screaming in agony and thrashing to fight uselessly against the imaginary phantoms in their minds "A few hours of comatose nightmares is what you deserve for wasting my time! Bye friends; don't worry I'll be back soon enough!" Darkrai let lose a cold, harsh evil sounding laugh as the portal closed behind him.

Just as a familiar face crashes through the roof...again

Cressilia takes one look at her surroundings and the aftermath than sighs "Too late again...big freaking surprise." she then sees the boys thrashing on the bed "Well at least I'm good for something" she floats over and plucks off one of her feathers (that immediately grew back) and holds it over the boys. A great big flash of light happens followed by a barely perceived tinkle of a bell. But instead of helping the boys like expected; their state actually worsens. As a result of Cressilia's actions they both start screaming at the top of their lungs in tortuous agony "BURNS! BURNS! TOO MUCH LIGHT! TOO MUCH LIGHT! PUT THE SUN AWAY! PUT THE SUN AWAY!"

Cressilia stumbles into the floor in shock while the feather drops from her mouth than drifts on the floor and can barely seen from underneath the bed; which immediately alleviates a large portion of the boys agony. Are they already passed that point?! If that's true than Darkrai's powers have grown exponentially. Which means my job just got ALOT harder. Cressilia glares at the boys "I should just end you now little Dark Ones and be done with it; before you come back to bite me in the ass. You're not even savable anyway. Too far gone" Cressilia takes a blade of psychic energy and puts it against Elliot's throat hard enough to draw blood!

But then disperses the blade and sighs "But I can't because I need to use you as bait. I also need to see exactly how Darkrai did something of this magnitude so quickly "Cressilia smiles a sweet smile "But after I'm done dancing on Darkrai's ashes THAN I will end your miserable little existence because unlike Darkrai I have mercy...and so he can't use the darkness in your hearts to come back alive like he has done multiple times to so many others"

Cressilia then proceeds to float out of the hole she came in but not without saying "So enjoy you're suffering while you can fledglings!"