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Three days after the fiasco in the parents' bedroom. A family of four and a large group of servants sits at what used to be a comfortable table. Now the table feels like a combination of both way too large and not big enough. The atmosphere was tense ,malevolent, depressing, and so heavy with unsaid words that really needed to be said but couldn't be said at the moment without making the crushing sensation ten times worse. Because of this atmosphere the very air itself was suffocating.

You can tell everyone is at their wits end.

Everyone in attendance of this 'family dinner' was just picking at their food with no conversation going on. Anytime someone would open their mouth their gaze would be pulled toward the two lone empty chairs. This individual would once again close their mouth and attempt to put all their focus on just their food. Didn't help matters that the mother was barely eating and chose instead to gaze at one of the chairs that was located across the table mournfully. At the same time, in a seemingly subconscious act the mother was rubbing Prince's back and ears with the hand that wasn't using her fork. Prince sat on the floor by the mother's chair with not a gap of space between him and his master, his tail was wrapped around her wrist like he was telling her he was there for her like a husband placing his hand on his partner's knee.

Meanwhile the husband was too busy to reconcile his wife. Instead Paul chose to switch between from eating to popping Tylenol pills like they were candy, and rubbing his temples in an unfortunately pointless effort to alleviate the migraine he was currently suffering from. From the man's run-down looking appearance and the fact he had a full blown beard it was easy to see that the migraine was caused by all consuming stress. The chair next to him was empty.

The silence was only broken by the endless thumps, bangs, crashes and occasionally a pissed-off and frustrated scream coming from one of the guest bedrooms down the hall from the large staircase behind them. Any attempt to council Bleu was met with nothing but pain and a powerful water blast. So the only thing anyone can do about to help Bleu was place food in front of the room in the hopes she would find it on one of her stealthy trips to the bathroom and then eat something besides the candy she had been hoarding in seemingly endless supply in that bedroom the aqua mouse had been living in for almost a week. The tantrums (though twice as worse now) still have been going on for lengthy of time so everyone was very well versed in the practice of ignoring her racket.

What no-one could ignore however was the muffled sound of tortured screaming from two sources coming from one of the guest rooms at the other end of the mansion. This had been going on since yesterday when both of the screamers simultaneously awoken up from their nightmares they had been under for the past two days.

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It all started when Zillian jumped off the bed and slipped and fell on strange lightly glowing feather from underneath the bed. Being a Rattata he couldn't help but hoard the strange, shiny, glowy feather for himself.

Only Zillian couldn't pick it up.

Every time the mouse tried he would drop it and squeak as if burned. Seeing this and knowing Zil would keep up the self mutilation until he was numb enough to the pain to be able put it in his stash of hoarded items. Elliot decided to help his friend by trying to pick it up. But the boy immediately dropped the feather as if burned as well. Everyone thought it was a bad joke until Elliot shown them his hand to reveal a large burn mark in the shape of the feather.

Everyone discussed how to get rid of the seemingly dangerous object until Paul said "Fuck this shit. All this debate over a stupid feather." Despite everyone's protest Paul picked up the offending object. Immediately the soft glow the feather was emitting brightened like it was a small flashlight but judging by the rat's and Elliot's tortured screaming along with Elliot's shouts of "TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!" you would think it was a small sun. Not only that but to anyone in the room at the time (except Zil and Elly) experienced a moment of instant relaxation and bliss as if they stepped into a warm bath; which was obviously the complete opposite of what the boys felt. Immediately Paul dropped the object and the light and feelings instantly went away. The boys were told to leave the room while everyone else was ordered by Paul to touch the feather. In conclusion of the experiment everyone received the same results as Paul.

Suddenly everyone in the room felt the strange sensation of someone knocking politely on a the door to their minds before a voice piped up to say telepathically I never seen it before but judging from the legend surrounding Darkrai and its effects; I'm pretty sure it is safe to assume this thing must be a Lunar Wing. The culprit was of course the Alakazam that was still in the room. No one questioned this theory because there was only a .3% chance that he was wrong given the evidence. The Alakazam's age and how knowledge thirsty most psychics types generally are made his case even more believable.

Steve the more talkative of the police officers chuckled "Judging from the new skylight in the ceiling: I say you're right to assume that" Paul looked up and groaned "God damn it! The workers are almost done fixing the last one! Do you know how much repairs like this cost?! Ugh my head..."

Melina (Paul's wife) for the second time in days touched her husband to hold him in sympathy "Dear please don't worry about it. The doctor said if you worry or work yourself up any more there is a serious danger of aneurysm or heart attack. Here I'll get some Tylenol" Paul groaned but managed to somehow mumble "Thanks hun" judging by the small smile he received from Melina: she had heard and appreciated his thanks.

Meanwhile the actual doctor was busy patching everyone that got hurt in Darkrai's assault while the Alakazam provided all the information he knew about the legend between Darkrai and Cressilia. All the old fox humanoid knew was that Arceus made Cressilia to stop Darkrai from plunging the whole world into a place of nightmares. The Lunar wing was obviously Cressilia's weapon against Darkrai's nightmares. With both holding great advantages over the other in combat; the battle that decided the world's fate became just one big game of tag while both gathered strength for the final battle. These were theories based on just the visible evidence of course since no one really survived an encounter with them without disappearing off the face of the planet.

Little did the humans and Alakazam know the dispute between Darkrai and Cressilia was way more complicated than that.

Eventually after the boys were checked (again) for physical injuries by the doctor (pointlessly because physically the boys were the least injured of everyone) the doctor decided to leave because he wasn't needed anymore. The cops were the next to leave saying that they had some digging to do (no one noticed the terrified expressions that appeared on Elliot's and Zillian's faces) while taking the feather to both prove to their superiors that Legendaries were involved in this case and to find experts that could solve why it was hurting the boys.

In an attempt to solve at least one of his problems Paul asked the Alakazam to stay behind to investigate what was wrong with Bleu and so they could talk their issues out.

The talk did the opposite. Which shouldn't have been surprisingly since Bleu's demands were 100% insane; especially now.

"For a full month! Are you fucking insane!?"Paul yell in almost full volume

Bleu looked at him in first in surprise then water began pool in Bleu's eye's as she whimpered "Why?"

Paul sighed and took a minute to calm down and chose his next words very carefully "Bleu what we have is special I give you that, but it's also complicated. To me you're my princess that I spoil rotten, best friend, and fuck buddy all rolled one. Meaning it makes me feel weird to picture feeling the romantic love you seem to want me to feel "

Paul chucked as he wrapped a hug around Bleu "Sure we fuck and its awesome but that's only to fulfill our physical needs of company and bodily contact as well of those demands of the contract that binds us together. But that's it Bleu. I love you with all my heart Bleu and would just die if I lost you somehow. But the love that I hold for you and Melina- though both are equal to the point that I would take several bullets for both of you- is still extremely different from one another."Paul put both hands on the sides of Bleu's face to make sure she was looking at just his eyes" Do you understand?"

Bleu didn't say a word. Just Hydro Pumped Paul and Alakazam out of the room before slamming to door to bawl her eyes out and destroy what was left of the room to destroy. Where she has stayed since then.

After that fiasco the Alakazam went to set out to do his true reason for being at the mansion: check on the boy's mental health and search for signs of trauma. Only...

"I can't access neither the boy's or the rat's minds Which makes sense because the boys did look confused when everyone nodded to Alakazam suggested what the wing was."

"What do you mean 'you can't access their minds' I know they are both thick headed and reckless to the point that sometimes I doubt if they even have common sense-" This jibe was met with a fiery glare from both boy and mouse"-But I DO know that both these boy's have enough book and street smarts despite their age that could fill a library so you can't say they don't have any brains to access."

"You misunderstand me. When I say I can't access their minds, I mean that in the literal sense. During every single attempt I get repelled by a dark wall that moves to block the sight of my mind's eye. If I try to feel around for any kind of damage inside them I get blasted by something that puts a normal Shadow Ball to shame."

"So you're saying someone is blocking you from accessing their minds?" This was said with a accusatory glare from Paul towards the smallest targets in the room; the boy's shook their heads fiercely to say it wasn't them.

"It's not them. Not even the strongest psychic type can defend their mind against an attack this well; besides of course a legendary. Even then..." Alakazam shown the hand he had been rubbing all this time: there was what looked like a burn mark that he had acquired only moments ago. None of them but a select few can make traps that bleed over to the physical self. Only two things could have happened here: 1)these two somehow changed their natural composition to one that is exactly one that is a dark type- which is impossible 2) Darkrai set these traps to protect and hide the real reasons that he has invested interest in these boys.

"So what do we do now? How do we know if they are actually ok?"This was Melina who worriedly fussed over both boy's to make sure for the umpteenth time they were okay.

Alakazam sighed before replying Nothing but watch. wait. and react to the next attack. There isn't anything else us mortals can do when Legendaries involve us in their affairs...the answer your other question is the same Alakazam cleared his throat which sounded like he was clearing spider webs from something that wasn't used for a long time. Once this was done his actual mouth started moving in speech that was a lot raspier then his mind-voice"-unless the boys discover something from within themselves that they know is wrong or know something that could help clear this mess up and decide to share."

No one saw the look Zil and Elly exchanged that just screamed "Lie!"

"We don't have anything. We still don't even know what the fuck is going on! Ow" two thumps from both parents lightly smacking Elly on the head

"Language" was the stern sounding response from both in responce to the questioning glare.

"There you go. Now excuse me I have to get home". Alakazam walked through the bedroom's door frame before freezing mid-step to turn around and say. "There seems to be another feather in Elliot's room. I would advise- OMPH!" at those last words Elly mouthed "you thinking what I'm thinking?" At Zillian's rapid nod Elly picked up Zil and bolted out of the room while consequently knocking over the Alakazam onto his butt just because he was in the way .

"Elly! what do you think you're doing?! You should be in bed resting not running around like a maniac!" shouted Melina. Elly didn't answer which forced the two parents to chase after him. Due to the previous conversation it was easy to guess what they were after. "What could they possibly want with a feather that causes them pain just to be around?" Was the question on the parent's and one Pokémon's mind (too curious not to investigate was the Pokémon's reasons) as they chased after him. The two were too fast to catch however. So fast in fact that they already found the feather, picked up the feather (using Elly's blanket to avoid touching and looking at it), and booked it into one of the guest bedroom where they immediately locked themselves into.

After Alakazam did leave for real this time: the parents waited a good ten minutes before Paul borrowed from the closest servant's key chain that held a key for every door in the mansion to open the locked door before using the element of surprise to snatch the feather from the boys (that was apparently being used for self mutilation, evidence being the burns on their hands and arms) which he then gave to his wife before blocking the boys escape so he could demand what in the hell was wrong with them and what did they think they were doing.

The room was completely dark besides the light from the feather. Elly who sounded completely exhausted but being who he was still found enough energy to be his rebellious, determined, and stubborn self cryptically said "We lied. Darkrai did something to us but I can't tell you what because I don't even know that much myself or even how to explain what I do know without sounding insane. All I know is that-" Elly says pointing to the feather "Is the key to fixing us. Yes it brings a lot of pain but it also..." Elly clutches just the right of his heart "weakens whatever... thing... is here" with that last word both boy and mouse fell unconscious almost simultaneously.

"Whatever they were doing exhausted them to the point of collapse...Damn it boy you'll be the death of me yet! Hun do me a favor ? While I put the boy's in the room next to ours so we can watch them better: will you hide that thing so the boys can't get a hold of it? Careful the thing reeks of piss for some reason"

The reason the feather was covered in Zillian's urine was made apparent the next morning when the two got out of the shower to find the things they store in their closet were on the floor in front of it. With an idea what happened they checked the box hidden inside and old jacket pocket to find the feather that was hidden there was completely gone.

Paul was the first to figure what transpired "The sneaky crafty bastards marked it so they can literally sniff it out later in case it was taken from them! One tie is missing too... so that's how the mouse carried it out...but how did they escape the room? I locked the boys in from the outside with a chain and padlock so they wouldn't try anything funny while we slept and I'm the only one that has the key!" Investigating around the area Paul and Melina found a open air vent "Well that answers that question and if my hunch is correct..."Paul checked his pockets and pulled out a key "What the-?" Paul then began to walk towards the doorway.

Though It was rather entertaining for Melina to watch her husband (who literally just got out of the shower) get ready to walk out of the room stark naked Melina stopped him to say "Um dear...shouldn't you put something on first?" She didn't even bother to hide the amusement or the giggle from her voice. Her husband only shrugged "I'll only be out for a second besides it's like 5:00 o'clock in the morning on a Saturday; the servants are still in bed because it's their day off. Who on Earth gets up at this hour on their day off?" With that he was out of the room before his wife could say that it was Sunday.

There was a moment of silence before a deep male scream that Melina knew belonged to Jasper echoed throughout the hall.

"Good morning Jasper! how's it hanging?"

"That joke isn't even close to funny! AHHH my eyes! God damn it sir! I'll never be able to un-see this for the rest of my remaining days! Please for the love of God PUT SOME FUCKING CLOTHES ON!"Paul was dying of laughter while Melina just rolled her eyes in annoyance but she still couldn't help but laugh along at her husband's antic's while simultaneously thinking that's my husband. no shame I tell you. no shame whatsoever.

Paul lived the expression 'Zero fucks were given this day' to the point that he had at least six T-shirts given to him as gifts from friends and family somewhere in his wardrobe that said exactly that phrase.

Still I'm sure they all needed that moment of stupidity after the troubles that all started to hit them all at once this past week.

There was some shuffling and small click before a door opened before immediately slamming shut again. The door to the parent's current bedroom burst open with a slam and in came in Paul: face a deep red and not a ounce of it was from embarrassment "Those boys have the nerve to escape, lock the door back, and return the key they stolen from me after they were through with it!" Paul was pissed and was turning around to go back into the hall to probably find the boys to deal all kinds of punishment but was hit by a robe. "Dear please put that on first before you give someone else a surprise they don't want to receive"

Paul did as he was told but with a grumbled "yes mom"

Melina's eyes glinted with malevolence "I don't think I heard you quite right"

Paul's face paled "I- I said yes of course hun!" Paul's temper was legendary but then again so was Melina's if not almost demon-like; the scariest thing is no one but Paul has seen her explode.

"What. I. thought." Melina who was already got dressed in pajamas while the hallway episode occurred had began dashing into the hall "I'm going ahead, don't expect anything left of them when I'm done" last part was mumbled while she speed walked away.

Paul's face paled as he put on some underwear and a wife beater "Aww shit.... Now I have to save the boys from her! if they aren't dead by the time I get there and if I'm still alive; I'll fucking kill them myself!" He sprinted down the hall after his wife still trying to put his robe on.

It was a waste of energy however because after the parents finally tracked down the boy's to another guest room; they had this time locked the door AND barricaded themselves very well using objects in the room.

The screams started at noon exactly.

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Suddenly all noises coming from both bedrooms ceased simultaneously.

Now curious and hopeful; every one turned their gaze toward the stairs; even more curious was the sound of multiple footsteps echoing along the hall. First to come down was Bleu; she looked like she hadn't slept in days judging by the sluggish way she waddled down the stairs. When her face could be seen everyone could see the bags under her eyes and she looked a little dry (which is a big deal when said about a water type) but Bleu was all smiles as she went into the kitchen; where sounds of cabinets being open and closed (normally instead of slammed), ting of silverware on plate, the faucet was turned on for a lengthy period of time before it was shut off. Bleu came back with a plate in one hand healthy portions of everything being served that day and a bucket full of just water in the other. Bleu sat everything on the table in her usual spot at the dinner table but before she sat down however she nuzzled Paul in the stomach before glomping him in the chest for a span of several moments. After that Bleu finally sat down and immediately began to chug the whole bucket of water.

Meanwhile the steady clicks of claws and thumps of bare feet on hardwood were heard on the staircase. The ones in attendance (besides Bleu since she was busy and most likely didn't care anyway) turned their gaze to a zombie moving glazed-gazed Elliot and Zillian. The boys did the same thing exact thing as Bleu (minus the all smiles, bucket, and glomping of Paul) before sitting at the table with their meal. Before Elliot dug in however he took something out of his robe- a feather somewhat wrapped up in dark red tie and tossed it toward his father mumbling "Sorry had to be done" before digging in with a blank expression on his face.

Everyone seemed to be to shocked about the sudden appearance of a content looking Bleu and the very obvious drunk (borderline trashed) teenager and mouse that just walked in that their brains were attempting a reboot.

At that same moment Bleu let out a large belch before giggling and rubbing the back of her head sheepishly "Azu!" she said before she took a bite of her mashed potatoes before making a 'bleh' face. she turned to Jerome and said "Azu Azumarill?" Jerome surprised at being spoken to let alone by Bleu who hardly spoke at all to him normally was still on the blue screen of death at the moment so all he could really manage to say was "what?"

Bleu hit her own face with the short round end of her arm: her version of a face palm before Elliot glanced up from his plate and eyed the two unfocusedly before mumbling with a slur "Fuck it" before clearing his throat and saying this a little louder volume with very apparent and large slur "She said 'can you pass the salt'?" Zillian began to choke on his food.

Bleu gasped and began to nod rapidly as well as jump up and down in her seat in apparent excitement

Elliot seemed much too focused doing a sloppy amateurish Heimlich maneuver to give any thought to what he just did. With sudden rough squeeze on Zil's belly there was enough air produced to force the piece of food out of the Ratatta's throat and launch halfway across the table.

Besides the sounds of Zil's gasping for air and his maniacal giggling plus Bleu and Elliot both devouring their plates like they hadn't seen food in days: the room became deathly silent once again.