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Normal routine is so great. Allows a person to pretend that everything is still normal even though they experienced a earth shattering change. Hell in the shower Zillian found the want to become frisky again so I had to fight him off while at the same time trying to clean him. This meant I had to pin him down while he tried to pin me down in some sort of weird wrestling match that had us both giggling like little kids having a tickle fight. Was the most fun we both had from something (almost ) innocent in weeks! We were talking, teasing ,joking, and laughing just like old times again as we got ready and packed our hygienic stuff in a overnight bag that I had stashed in the back of my closet.

This left the both of us feeling energized, happy, and eager to start the day...that is until we left the room and saw a bloody smear on the white carpet from a body being dragged somewhere. Reality and depression fell on top of us like a sudden avalanche as we begun to drag our feet towards the kitchen.

Our depression worsened once we realized Zillian couldn't eat from the same plate and place as me anymore. Zil's appetite increased to the point that our usual portions did little to satisfy him without him mooching a lot off my portion which forced us to keep getting up and fetching more food. Zil also couldn't relax on top of my head or in my lap while we ate; with him being too large and heavy our daily habit just couldn't work anymore. So we had to attempt to sit like normal people and be at least with-in arms length apart. Didn't really bother me all that much despite the maddening feeling like something was missing but I was as long as I saw that Zil was nearby.

Zil on the other hand had a huge problem with the separate meals. Though Zil didn't say anything about the issue; the huge hint Zil gave was that he would eat so quickly that he didn't appear to be chewing. Zil only slowed down back to normal pace when I commanded him (a card I almost never play)to slow down after he began choking on food for the second time. Eventually Zil broke and he proceeded to latch onto my chest shivering as he done so; his meal lay forgotten on the table in front of his chair. After this happened multiple times throughout the meal; I came up with the solution of having Zil's chair right up against mine. It kind of worked but it still felt a bit odd and he was still very twitchy and more than a bit grabby with his hands and feet as if I would vanish at any moment if he wasn't touching me in some way.

Adjusting is going to be a huge pain in the ass for the both of us I can already tell I thought with a sigh as we got up to leave without bothering to clean up. Suddenly Zil's sudden weight appeared on just one shoulder ; the surprise being enough to send me so off balance that I fell flat of my face and sent us both tumbling to the floor. I hate it when I'm right I thought as we both rubbed our shiny new bruises as they got familiar with the our various other injuries.

I glanced at Zil with a small hopeful smile and said "Any chance of you'll be happy with walking closely beside me for now on?" In response Zil just gave me a glare that said 'think of something else before I bite you' I chuckled "Was worth a shot...come here then" We eventually worked out a comfortable position that required him to hold my sides with his leg's muscles to keep himself from slipping off, seemed to stabilize him enough to the point that his hands were free; so long as I didn't running that is. Zil seemed to love taking advantage of this fact evidence softly purring as he played and snorting various spots on my head.

Glad someone was happy...Raticates were made of way lighter stuff then a human which meant the weight wasn't unbearable just very annoying to walk around with until I got used to it or I got stronger/taller and the almost too warm heat radiating from Zil's soft sheath constantly rubbing on my neck was pleasantly distracting but would pose a problem when it came time to think. Oh well, at least we could enjoy the closeness seeing that's all that matters in the end anyway.

"What first?" Zil questioned, finally bringing to light the orders we've been trying to hide in the darkest corner of our minds. I sighed as I climbed the last step onto the 2nd floor there was a moment of silence as I thought of a response before replying "Lets deal with the most difficult part first then we'll go shopping. Have to do something first though" Finally I made into the guest bedroom; which held the video camera which had thankfully ran out of batteries. Phew at least we have one small blessing...don't think I could handle one more second of that video without losing it.

"What's that?" Zil asked curiously Still as ignorant of technology as ever I see I thought while bending down to unplug the cord connecting the camera to the DvD player and monitor. That realization made me a bit happy for some odd reason. "Proof of our innocence. Don't want it to be consumed in the blaze" Zil nodded seeing the logic in my actions. Ignoring the gooey bits and a lot of blood that was sprayed and now pooling in various places in the room :the only thing that remained of Bleu. I felt nothing but happiness over this fact as I grabbed the camera and quickly left the room.

"Next stop storage." I muttered to myself

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Close to an hour and a half later the whole mansion was covered in gasoline; which was pretty good for timing considering it should have taken at least two to do the job we made very good time thanks to Zil's idea of splitting up and to do one side of the mansion each. It's funny. I felt nothing as I dumped gasoline over the many pile's of bodies lying in the rooms Bleu stored them in, to me they felt like stacks of paper that I was ordered to burn. Zil and I saved the more difficult rooms for last so we could do them together.

But there was no need.

We both felt nothing but numbness as we covered brother's and sister's room. We stared at the corpses for several minutes thinking of the memorable moments we had with my siblings as we tried to force our brains to give us that feeling of grief; but still nothing came. So we went to my parents room and managed to feel only two emotions: Disgust at what we were seeing and anger.

Only the anger wasn't focused towards Darkrai at all.

Darkrai had a reason to make this happen: a job or objective that needed to be cleared in order for us to be used in whatever scheme he wanted Zil and I to be a part of. We could understand that what Darkrai did was nothing personal; just business, and it's tough staying mad at a person just doing their job.

Bleu on the other hand's role was nothing but a personal vendetta. Sure being terrified of Darkrai to explained why she did the things she done but not why she took pleasure in making both their ends as slow, painful, and horrific as possible. So as Zil and I worked we were cursing Bleu in many different ways; calling her names and wishing all kinds of pain upon her soul in whatever hell she was dropped in.

Yet still no sadness or grief over took us as we did the deed.

Is this what the darkness does? Blocks empathy and emotions that don't pertain to the self? If that's the case then why do I still feel emotion when it involves Zillian? Questions stacked upon other unanswered questions...trying to think of possible answers or even get them all straight was enough to make my head hurt. Hopefully the mystery finally ends once Darkrai comes back.

Walking past the used and unused gas cans and trying not to slip on the trail of gas leading to it we eventually made it to the front door where a Molotov sat waiting. I picked it up and my dad's favorite lighter that was in my pocket since we left my parents room. As I sparked the flame to life I cast a glance to Zil and say "Any words you want to say to them before I light and throw this?"

Zil shook his head

"Me ether...I know I should because this is my family and the house I lived in most of my life but...nothing comes to mind nor do I feel anything" another moment passed before the Molotov crashed into the unused gasoline canisters, creating a huge ball of fire and smoke before we heard a slight hiss as the fire began its journey on the path we set for in as the epicenter began to slowly expand outward.

I watched all this unfold at a safe distance as I strapped on the bag carrying our things "C'mon lets go" Zil nodded before he opened the door and scurried ahead. I took one last glance at what used to be my home before quickly following my friend while shutting the door behind me out of habit as sirens could barely be heard in the distance.

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Zillian was more withdrawn and a bit sadder our situation allowed us to be as we fought our way through the thicket of the forest while doing our best to hide from view of the passing emergency vehicles (too much of a unknown of what will happen if we are spotted and picked up so we decided it best to avoid as much contact from people as possible). Tried to cheer him up while digging for the reason for his behavior but Zil would just blow me off leaving me to just stay silent and wait until he was ready to talk.

Made the trip to the city very boring and stressful.

We done our assignment that took way longer than it should thanks to us being overcome by the sudden urge to shoplift; our assignment took longer then it should have of course because we had to flee from multiple stores before the cops shone up.

Was totally worth it because I had a blast!

Wasn't until we were at the city limits crossing a barely used huge deserted bridge before Zil suddenly stopped about in the middle of the side of the road where we were walking and finally said something close to a whisper that I couldn't even hear. I asked him to repeat himself loud enough so that I could hear him clearly and he said "How did you become dark aligned?" his tone was oozing with anxiety, fear, and a touch of dread. The emotions in his voice told me he had a idea but he wanted to hear me say it which meant I couldn't lie... Without pissing him off that is.

Wouldn't dream of it anyway. I maybe dark aligned but I swear on my families grave I will never lie or do Zillian any wrong without killing myself first.

So I told him the truth. "Darkrai planned all the events that took place from the start. Somehow Darkrai knew that seeing me in a life or death situation would be enough to force you to evolve and break down the wall that separated light from dark."

Zil opened his mouth probably to say angrily that he already knew this but I shushed him and continued "All the actions Bleu did tonight had one goal and one goal only: to weaken my willpower and fuck with my ability to handle a event I would normally be excited to the point of bursting for: your evolution and the Unbridling. Because of Bleu's actions: any thought of sex made me want to hurl continuously and that was even before she had raped me... which surprisingly I don't think Darkrai foresaw happening."

I became lost in thought for a moment trying to remember if it was in fact it was surprise that I saw on Darkrai's expression during the event before I caught myself, shook my head, and continued "Anyway knowing you would lose all control over yourself Darkrai drugged me so I wouldn't be able to escape or even be able to use my hands to make you climax which even in my state of mind back then wouldn't have been a horrible experience." I said with leer that his only response to was a blank face. Getting a bit frustrated I decided to give up trying to make light of the situation for now as continued "Anyway before Bleu pumped me up with some kind of date rape drug, the vial she injected beforehand still allowed me to be able to talk. Which means Darkrai wanted for me to see that despite what I said to you; you wouldn't be able to say no to your instincts and the darkness egging you on. This betrayal would either break me or force me to chose to open myself to the darkness. I think you can guess my decision. What Darkrai didn't count on however was the Unbridling isn't immediate. Takes a small period of time and can be delayed though distractions of a simple goal. Another factor is will power and the Trainer and the Pokémon have to be safe before the Unbridling's effects take hold."

By now my legs were tired from all the previous walking, running, and carrying heavy things so I had sat my bag down and sat crossed against the railing of the bridge. Zillian allowed himself to be placed on my lap allowing me to be able to pet and scratch him behind the ears: a action usually relaxing for the both of us but did absolutely nothing for him; it fact the action seemed to make him even more tense making me feel like I was holding onto a petrified corpse of a animal. "I didn't know any of this at the time of course; only figured it out after the fact when I wasn't drugged out of my mind."

"Why did you want to go to forest?" Zil's tone was empty and unreadable.

I shrugged "Thought I could trick myself into getting into the mood if I escaped the graveyard and/or crypt like aura the mansion was projecting; which is why I was so insistent on keep going further when we only made it as far as the back yard. My meddling however just made things worse...I think you know why"

"Was a bit cloudy when I started...but still agreed with voices when they said 'a few feet won't matter' knew it would hurt you a lot just...didn't care at time" Zil looked at me briefly and I could finally see the black liquid-like substance coming out of his eyes like someone turned on a faucet (our version of tears apparently). I was still processing this when Zil slowly crawled out of my lap to curl into a pathetic looking ball on the pavement; his voice sounding a bit raspy and froggy from his sobs as well as a bit muffled from talking into his chest "voices *hic* whispered *hic* you get over it! Promised you would enjoy good feeling! voices trick me and Zil is the idiot that believed them...must hate me now...if not then should *hic*"

The same liquid was starting to drip out of my eyes as well, slowly I began crawling toward him as I tried to say "Zil I-"

Zil suddenly leapt up from his fetal position "Don't you dare lie! Stay back!"Zil stomped his foot in warning as he got into a offensive stance and I suddenly found myself on the receiving end of a glare that could boil water as black tears continued to gush down his whiskered face without paus; wisps of darkness was beginning to gather around him. Zil's reaction caught me so off guard that I let out a shrill yelp while falling back on my butt and quickly giving him the distance that he apparently wanted.

Zil began to calm down when I was back where I sat previously. The wisps slowly began to evaporate along with his fury until only a deep sadness remained. Zil turned his gaze from me and the pavement to look down at the body of water underneath us as tears trickled down his face.

There was nothing but silence for awhile until he said with a completely broken sounding tone "Your hate doesn't hold candle against the inferno that I have for myself. From moment that we met Zil been nothing but burden...can't fight in battle because of fear of pain and inflicting it which mean can't protect you from danger like contract and instinct demands of me. Had to have you or others fight our battles...Useless waste of life I am."

Zil growled in warning when I once again tried to comfort him when I thought he wasn't paying attention to me. Despite this small interruption he continued like I hadn't moved at all "Now have power to get strong, but first thing Zil do is use it to hurt one most precious to me! Hurts Zil worse than any kind of pain I ever felt before or imagined...a hundred times worse than that horrible day." I winced at the reference to the memory that had made us into who we are today. Zil slowly started to lightly banged his head against the railing "Everything hurts, has been hurting since I got chance to think back and realize what was done...no matter how much pain I inflict on myself! I can't feel it over the pain inside self...won't stop until action has been rectified. Impossible"

With his head still against the railing Zillian turned his head slightly towards me so I could finally see all of his face besides one eye. I was startled to see Zil had a small smile "Only one way to make up mistake" Zil made one small hop that took him up and over the railing on the bridge that was high enough that the water would break even a Pokémon's bones on impact, leaving the victim unable to save themselves from drowning.

Did he just?...

Once over my shock I finally started moving."ZILLIAAAAAAAN!" I shouted, rushing to the area of the railing Zil had jumped from just in time to see the splash. I looked around for help but seeing as the place was deserted I was on my own. Taking a deep breath I then screamed at the top of my lungs "DARKRAI SAVE HIM PLEASE! I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK OF ME WITHOUT COMPLAINT IF YOU JUST SAVE HIM" only silence answered me, apparently he wasn't watching me right now or just ignoring me.

Fine I'll just save him myself. I thought as I put both my arms and a leg on the railing in preparation to jump in after him. I knew if I ran down the bridge and to the shore Zil would be dead by the time I got to the place he fell in; probably why he chose this exact place to jump from since judging from his past behavior his actions were most likely preemptive. This left me only one possible way to reach Zil in time: leap in after him and pray we wouldn't drown.

I knew I had a few things in my favor. One was the reason why the bridge was deserted; The bridge was made in a time where the depth of the water from the river was lower than it was now. Meaning the bridge was old and not really structurally sound since it was dangerous close to falling into the river. It also flooded every time it rained heavily making the bridge even more dangerous which meant you would have to be stupid to attempt to cross it. Which is the reason why we were using it to escape town so the cops wouldn't pick us off at the city limits. The second is that it rained enough to raise the water level slightly. The third and final thing was that thanks to the changes to our body Zil and I had a increased chance of surviving the fall, maybe even without a scratch. This meant my chances of accomplishing this possibly saving the both our hides from drowning were pretty damn high... at least in theory anyway.

Only I froze on that railing. Not from fear though, Recklessandstupid was my middle name after all.

I froze because I realized Zil was right. Somewhere in the tiniest corner of my mind, body, or soul I knew I couldn't easily forgive Zil for his betrayal no matter how much I loved him. If I looked deep and hard enough I saw there was a teeny tiny fire of hate for him that was just waiting to be nurtured into a raging inferno.

Good thing there was a body of water nearby

This moment of hesitation was exactly that: a moment. In the next moment came the realization that I loved Zillian enough to be able to overlook his mistake and allow him to try and make up for it even though there wasn't any need whatsoever. Mortals make mistakes; it's how we learn. So killing oneself over a huge mistake didn't make one bit of sense. Zillian was wrong about one thing: This wouldn't make up for his actions. Just make the pain I was feeling worse.

I'm going to slap that bastard silly if we both come out of this alive I thought during my few seconds of free fall and managed to take quick breath before I landed ass first in the ice cold water. Owowowowowowow didn't even know it was even possible to break a ass! Sure as hell felt like it even if I didn't. Luckily Zillian wasn't that far down so I was able to find him after a few seconds of looking in the dark water (thank god for newly acquired low light night vision) and was able drag the stupid unconscious bastard to shore that wasn't super far away.

Out of the water I was finally able to see Zil's lips were already turning tad bit blue "Don't you fucking die on me asshole after I risked my own hide to save your scrawny ass!" I mumbled fighting past the moment of panic I was feeling seconds before finally remembering and then applying the CPR technique that I learned through survival studies. Few moments later Zil was coughing and sputtering a lung trying to get the water out.

"You Ok? No broken bones or anything?" I asked in between deep pants

"Doesn't feel like it" he mumbled

"Good." with that out of the way I smacked him across the face as hard as I could

and again.

and again.

and again.

and again; Continuously until eventually I just lost count. Zil did and said nothing besides take his punishment which just infuriated me more. Eventually I became so exhausted that I just collapsed on top of his chest. I pushed myself up a little with my arms so I could look into those dazed tear filled eyes "Don't ever do something like that again! Next time I'll save you just to so I can kill you myself before ending my own life so I can punish you until the end of time."

"Yes Master" Zil whimpered as he latched onto my chest, shaking like a leaf as he basically bawled into my chest but (smartly, despite his inner turmoil) managed to muffle his screams by sticking my soaking wet T-shirt into his own mouth so that no one in the park nearby would come over to investigate the noises.

I had to admit his cries were the perfect way to accurately communicate without words his inner turmoil of anger, sadness, guilt, and fear over his near death experience. Took only seconds for Zil's cries to open my flood gates and start bawling along with him despite my best attempts to stop myself from doing otherwise; took a page from Zil's book and used his fur to muffle my cries.

"I told you a million times to call me Elly or Elliot you fucking idiot. Do I have to remind you what happens if you fail to do this?"I growled through grit teeth. I swear to whatever fucking god that rules this planet that I was inches away till I started swinging again.

"No you don't!" Zil managed to shout though his screeching/wailing .

"Good" I said somewhat calmly; my tone didn't match what I was actually feeling if the constant ink-like water dripping down my own face; mostly from pure relief with a few other emotions attached it like fleas Poor little idiot... why does he have to be under so much pain about something that he had little to no control over? Sometimes Zil acts so freaking ridiculous...

Eventually I managed to pry Zil's grip from me so I could look him in the eye despite his struggles to avoid me otherwise "Listen to what have to say and listen good. 1) What you did at the house was going to happen no matter how much you didn't want it to. Thanks to you; things proceeded way better than they should have AND the voices were correct to assume I'll get over it quickly cause I am...mostly. 2) Even If you had managed somehow against all odds fight the Unbridling and darkness by yourself. Darkrai would have just popped up to force you do it anyway then would have punished us for resisting 3) I will never hate you. Bleu did one of the only things I wouldn't ever be able to forgive you for...excluding putting a actual blade in my back that is. 4) For this next one I know I'm repeating myself but it's because that important: Don't ever ever ever ever ever ever attempt to kill yourself for any reason even if I died seconds before or I'll never forgive you. Do I make myself clear?" Zil nodded as confirmation

"Great. Now let's get our stuff before we get jacked" We finally managed to get up shakily like two drowned rats and walked towards the bridge. We had apparently washed up in some kind of park which was bad since I lost my sunglasses that I had been wearing during the fall to disguise my freakish eyes so we were forced to move from shadow to shadow (not literally) to avoid causing people to flee in terror from the two freaks from the river coming to suck out there souls.

What? it's what I would have done and assume if I seen someone similar to Zil and I walking around.

On the way I couldn't help but stare at the people seemingly having the time of their lives thanks to the fact they were blind as they were ignorant. Hell I was filled with so much anger and jealousy I almost came out of hiding to enlighten them all. I could tell from his hate filled glare directed at the people and Pokémon almost frolicking about that Zil felt the same exact way.

As we traveled to our destination the unfairness of it all began to piss me off more and more until my hands started smoking and sparking causing Zil to give me a wide berth to avoid getting burned. Became even worse when we discovered our bag was gone. Never mind that we had more than enough money to replace it, was more the act itself that made me want to flip shit.

"That's it! I'm done with this world and the people in it!" Zil nodded his head in agreement but still stared at my hands with a hint of worry plain as day in his expression as he watched the wisp around me began to pool and form very small black flames that began to lick my hands. My flesh didn't burn though, just felt a felt a warm feeling like a consumed a cup of alcohol only the feeling was in my hands instead of chest. "Why is it fair that so many people are allowed to be happy and carefree while so many others are beat and kicked down daily by other beings and fate? Why can't we all have just have the same amount of happiness as the next guy?"

Zil chuckled "Would be very boring for all of us and that sadistic bastard Arceus that likes to watch us all scurry around like ants under magnify glass"

I see...

"So why don't we give him the best show possible?" I said with what I knew was a mischievous smirk.

Poor Zillian looked so confused that he almost looked dizzy "Zil...doesn't follow"

"Well since spreading happiness and love to all would be impossible as well as lethal ;not to mention boring and groan inducing as pulling teeth so...why don't we just stop fighting our assigned roles and do what is expected of us so we can provide this god with some entertainment?"

"Ooooh you mean spread terror, pain, and death?" with a equally mischievous smile Zil said as plainly as if I just gave him the answer to how to beat a boss on a game.

"Exactly my fellow Dark One. Our new goal in life is to make sure the world is filled with enough darkness that there will be not even a hint of light to be seen ever again. It will be our civic duty to make the world equal in that fairness" I said with a little bow and smile at the end of my statement towards my little friend.

I shook my head with a sigh "Being a decent living beings is just too difficult with too much pain attached to it. Look at what we lost because we tried to fight the darkness!"I snapped my fingers before I said "Did you feel the same amount of high like you just creamed like I did when we grabbed the stuff in the store and ran?" a enthusiastic nod was my reply.

"When you tried to fight it did you experience a sharp sort of pain similar to guilt in the center of your chest?" another nod.

"Ok that settles it than: for now on we go with the flow instead of fighting what our new instincts tell us to do...unless when it's something idiotic that we can't get away with like killing a guy randomly on the street in broad daylight"

I crouched down and held out a hand [that thankfully simmered down to is normal warmth]. "Shake on it?" Zillian gave my hand a brief glance before he rolling his eyes then glomping me with enough force that we both found ourselves falling on the cool metal flooring of the bridge, about a second later his tongue was down in my throat before I could react.

Waaay better than a handshake I thought hazily as I slowly got into the somewhat public display of affection. But alas there was that damned need to breathe again. Took a moment to recover from almost passing out but once we did I said the next thing with a smile "Best part is we have help to accomplish this goal" I pried Zil off of me despite his struggles to stop me from doing otherwise then straightened up while simultaneously clearing my throat and saying in a perfectly normal voice "Darkrai?"

Immediately a dark portal opened right next to me and the figure I had called out to was standing there with a look that told me he wasn't amused "You are so lucky I was going to check on you right before you called. You don't call me slave; I call you or come to you. You get me?" a Dark Ball was summoned and was idly bounced hand to hand before vanishing but his threat was clear"

"Heh heh sorry...Master"

Darkrai smirked "Good boy. Just for that no punishment for losing your supplies and..." Darkrai reached over and gave me a very familiar, heavy object "you get this back, swiped it from the back of some joker's pick-up truck. While I was at it I taught him a lesson he won't ever forget:" Suddenly the emergency vehicles I had started hearing just barely moments ago, seemingly few blocks down from our current location had a meaning behind it "Steal from my slaves and you have stolen from me." Darkrai said all this with a fiery glare and clenched fists. I almost chuckled with amusement but a cold glare stopped me "Don't get used to me pulling your hind ends from the fire; especially after this morning. This was only a one time deal since you both were busy sorting out issues that needed sorted out."

"Excuse me Alpha but why did you punish us this morning" Zil softly squeaked as if he spoke any higher he would be struck. I nodded and said "All I remember was blacking out for a bit and waking up in the air"

Darkrai raised a eyebrow "You mean you seriously don't remember attacking me?" At our petrified looks and rapid head shakes caused Darkrai to groan and began talking to himself as per usual "Great you two are probably one of those. I should have saw this coming with the boy but still I didn't think the rat would have this problem because of his nature."

Darkrai's attention returned back to us "Be honest or you will regret it: Have you to been fighting each and every dark impulse?" At our slow nods Darkrai groaned again and yelled "You can't do that! Darkness isn't something you can bottle up inside of yourselves for very long! Needs to be set free from its cage every so often or it will just wiggle free from its container and will take hold the person it lives in and searches for the closest thing that it can use to punish the being for neglecting it; Even if it's the most dangerously inconvenient of times"

"Sounds like a puppy with way too much energy...Sad that there is maintenance required for something not that's not even alive" I mumbled as Zil nodded in agreement.

Darkrai shrugged and said "The other side of the spectrum needs positive reinforcement and lots of love or it doesn't allow the person to do anything but wallow in a corner of self doubt/depression. If Light is really pissed it will make the person do the stupidest things that it knows is wrong as a its way of punishment. Using your example it's like a spoilt rotten puppy that would stab you in the back if you don't give it what it wants."

Darkrai chucked for a brief moment before saying "At least darkness is loyal to the hand that feeds it and is smart enough to know not to kill you; selfish like that. Light on the other hand is the complete opposite. Yin and yang and all that."

Darkrai sighed "Well now that's cleared up; get your butts in the portal. We need to get you two to safer place since Cressilia is tracking you two down like a blood hound would a rabbit." Zil and I gave each other one terrified-filled glance before diving head first into the portal. Darkrai could have mentioned this a bit earlier!

We didn't get a chance to express our complaints before the portal closed behind us then we were yanked forward so fast both speaking and breathing became nigh impossible until our ride stopped...hopefully very soon.