No Light to be Seen: Chapter 19

Story by Mouseinwolvesclothing on SoFurry

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#20 of No Light to Be Seen

Sorry this is so late but was actually for once very busy for once in IRL so I couldn't start editing until yesturday when I finally caught a break. Hopefully it's worth the wait.

To protect myself from copyright: I do not own Pokemon franchise in any way so Nintendo please don't send your ninja's after me.Thank you!

Credit for helping me write goes to Snow and friends as per usual

Reader do the thing you do that helps better the story/let writer know his work is complete crap since I can't know if I'm doing something wrong if no one tells me.


"Can I at least go to a hospital the first?" I groaned after picking myself up from falling over basically nothing besides my own feet for at least the hundredth time since we began our nature hike.

"Why? You don't look like you're about to drop dead to me...no matter how many times I wish for it to happen" Darkrai grumbled as we continued to hike down a path toward a unknown destination. Unknown at least to Zillian and I anyway since all of our questions were ignored.

"Thanks to all the sh-...stuff and punishments you put us through, I have so many cuts and bruises that I feel like I've been run over by multiple trucks!" I allowed a another weary sigh escape (that didn't sound out of place thanks to the fact that I've been breathing heavy for at least an hour) before saying "The unplanned swim that washed off all medical stuff that kept me in one piece for a while doesn't' really help my chances of not making it worse or the wounds getting infected. The latter we best avoid if you don't wanna waste more time."

"No. "I almost couldn't make out the reply through Darkrai's growl. I was starting to notice more and more that Darkrai's level of annoyance and rage seems to steadily increase the longer he spends time in my presence for some odd reason. Which was possibly why all of his answers to my questions were either very short with some anger attached to it or just non-existent.

"What?! why in the he-ck not! I can't really serve you very well if I'm weak and probably dying from too much blood loss or illness... sir" I knew my answer was heavily dripping with sarcasm which of course would most definitely get me into trouble again but I really couldn't force myself to care at the moment.

"Multiple reasons boy. Use that brain of yours and I'm positive you will quickly find them."

"Drawing a blank here sorry... sir" Darkrai growled again, barely audible this time before becoming deathly silent for a few moments; seemingly ignoring the implied question. Suddenly the closest tree next to him seemed to implode. My guess to the cause of the tree's unexpected demise was either because of his royal majesty was flexing his muscles to show off or it was because the intense pressure from his very aura seemed to project when annoyed/pissed off as if the very energy from within and around him has a mind of its own (which forced Zil and I back at a more then respectful distance).

The part of the aura that sparked sudden terror was turned on as well but I was getting immune to its effects after being under its influence for so long. Poor Zillian wasn't yet though, he was shivering, wheezing, and would jump at any sudden movement made by Darkrai. Zil: the only one afraid for our safety and well being, tried to shush me continuously. At first with a hiss of a whisper telling me to shut up. When that failed Zil resorted to silently warn in a message that he relayed with a intense glare and click of his teeth, as if by speaking a word or did anything further that would be the final straw that would cause Darkrai to finally snap and kill us both.

Their neon signs of warning and violent actions were ignored however.

The reason for my stupidity? I had too many un-answered questions,was too tired to think straight even though it was only around 4 in the evening or so, was grumpy because I was in a lot of pain all over and more than a bit pissed that we were forced to skip lunch despite having more than a few edible things in the bag that wouldn't take but a minute or two to get out and pass around.

All these factors make this Elliot more stupid and reckless than usual.

"Heeello Earth to-" a powerful shockwave stole the sentence from me as the air was robbed from my lungs as Zil and I were sent flying backwards like missiles through the woods as Darkrai finally seemed to explode from the pressure I was applying.

...At least that's what it seemed at first anyway before a Moonblast attack suddenly impacted the area we were all standing just mere moments ago.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME! Are we ever going to catch a break! I shouted in my head as I closed my eyes and grit my teeth preparing for the eventual impact that would leave Zil and I smashed together like a pancake. I was in the middle of screaming various curses at our attacker when suddenly we stopped flying. At first I thought we were dead because all I could sense was complete and utter darkness and the feeling of weightlessness but my pain and hunger were kind enough to ease those fears

We were however floating seemingly forever lost in a dark void.

"Great now I can add queasiness and boredom to my list of things to bitch about" My stomach was already punishing me for my zero gravity experience.

"If Zil could move without making dizziness worse, then Zil would totally silence Master's inner bitch for him" Zil was flipping and spinning to the left of me; luckily he was still close enough that with a little 'swimming' I was able to fix his situation.


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Meanwhile

I'm going to kill that brat for distracting me with his insistent blabbering! Darkrai thought as he did his very best to hold Cressilia's surprise back from sending him on a one way trip to oblivion. With a grunt, a lot of physical strength and a touch of telekinesis Darkrai was able to direct the ball of pure Fairy energy to his left side in such a way that the attack would instead connect with all the plants and wild life living in that particular section of forest. The blast radius covered at least a block in diameter and everything was immediately vaporized; a quick and painless ending for anything involved in the blast. To Darkrai it was a much better conclusion then the one involving losing his life.

The only cost he cared about paying was the loss of both his arms...again. Well in reality the only loss was actually only Darkrai's hands since the injury only went about halfway down his arm. Still hurt like being suddenly struck with a molten hot needle and not to mention was a huge pain in ass to take the time from his busy schedule to spend a few days in the void gathering the energy it took to recover his limbs.

So yeah Darkrai was very pissed at the moment; He tried however to throwing the blame for his injuries on the train of rage, hate, and heaps of loathing where it finally became a passenger after much convincing; allowing Darkrai to cleanse his mind of the boy for now and focus on just his opponent. A way better alternative for the war instead of accidently opening the portal to the void and throttling the true cause of his current bad mood and troubles.

Lucky for the boy the first option was the easiest to do and reaped more rewards.

Even from afar Darkri could still sense the figure staring at him in the same exact mixture of hate and loathing that always had shown through her near constant mask of icy indifference and blank facade. Darkrai didn't understand why Cressilia bothered with the mask considering she was easy like a book to read. Speaking of emotions; she didn't seem all that surprised Darkrai somehow survived her surprise attack with so little injuries (to them anyway). Then again they wouldn't still be rivals if that was all it took to take him down.

The two continued their staring contest until both heard something they both weren't expecting. The shrill sound of something airborne doing its best to break the sound barrier, a sound similar to that of a jet plane was rushing to Darkrai's position very quickly. Thinking Cressilia finally brought help on her until that point solo hunting venture; the wounded Dark Master was about to make a hasty retreat into the void when he heard the incoming and now very familiar presence(s) shout "Master!"

Darkrai couldn't help but smirk at his sudden twist of good fortune; without turning his gaze from his rival he said in a very loud voice but not quite a shout "Good evening Joey. Xavier. Impeccable timing as always."

Joey: the human of the duo chucked "You give us too credit boss; we are just usually in the right place at the right time. Wish we got here sooner though"

Xavier was doing his best to hide his panting with a laugh "With your fat ass not... *pant* *pant* not likely"

A sound of a heavy slap rang through the air as the man growled to his partner "I have a slight man's gut you overgrown dragonfly." The man's belly was not small in the slightest; add on a white beard and a red suit and the man would be a perfect match to Santa Claus "If you only you would listen to me and eat more than you would have more than enough muscle to haul my 'lard ass' around"

"I eat plenty enough you just eat too much! Besides if I ate anymore we would have not have the small funds we use for our other wants and needs" anger tinged the Flagon's voice as he turned on his Trainer with a growl and a fiery glare.

The two began to bicker like a old married couple despite their present company which caused Darkrai to fight the urge to face-palm. Not only because the group's current situation but cause the pair have had this very same augment countless times before and would continue to occur until one folds or swallows their pride and alleviates the situation... something that wouldn't happen this century.

Why does this moment feel eerily familiar? Darkrai sighed Sometimes I feel more like a parent instead of a master of slaves. Instead of snapping and killing both his slaves like he wanted to do for wasting time Darkrai instead chose to clear his throat to bring the duo's attention back to him and the situation they were all in.

"Sorry boss" "Sorry Master" said both his very regretful sounding slaves

Better.

Darkrai felt both his allies power up as he heard them move to his side "So what's our next move considering you are a little...shorthanded" Both the duo laughed like idiots at the man's bad joke.

He didn't...

Seems like the boy won't be the only one getting a dose of nightmares tonight.

For now Darkrai chose to ignore the remark and instead of reprimanding his slave he said " You two won't be doing a thing besides fetching these two-" A small portal as big as a doorway opened up in front of them to reveal the boy in his rat doing trying their best but failing to remain stationary; thanks to their inertia when they entered the void even with the lack of gravity slowing them down some this was impossible. "-and get them to safety while I get revenge and use her as a outlet for every ounce of frustration this boy has caused me." When the boys saw their audience they actually cheered while simultaneously pumping their fist/paws in the air; that movement however sent them into a fresh spin which caused the boy to burp and turned a shade of green.

Zero gravity was definitely not always fun for everyone no matter what amusement parks want you to believe nowadays. Not in the mood for the boy's mouth or to get vomited on Darkrai hit him with a Dark Void bubble faster than anyone could blink; Immediately Elliot was snoring.

"Didn't know she was your type boss" Joey said with a chuckle that was quickly stifled by the glare containing a raging inferno of fury from both legendaries as a response.

"Don't. Ever. Say. That. Again" Both legendaries growled, the sudden terror the man experienced was enough to make any man piss his pants. To save his partner and to get everyone back on track Xavier projected his thoughts to Darkrai to avoid getting heard by their eavesdropper '_These small fry are who we've been waiting for?' _ Sadly yes. You do feel it as I do correct? From the sudden full body shiver the perceptive battle hardened Flygon experienced was all the answer Darkrai needed. Trust me I wish it was someone different as well.

"Take them and go. I don't want to have to make my visitor wait anymore...Oh a word of warning as a courtesy: the boy has mouth on him and thanks to a rich lifestyle both the boy and rat are spoilt rotten, meaning that even though they are fully grown men... in reality they are just really very intelligent brats"

"Hey! Statement false! Statement false! We-"

Another pop and another rat was sent into dreamland.

"We'll keep that in mind" Joey said as he walked then casually plucking both boys whom he slung over one of each his big beefy shoulders as if they were mere sacks of flour. Once the man returned to his partner side he transferred the boy's weight to the portion Xavier's back nearly on the base of the neck in front of the saddle where the man placed his weight after climbing on.

"Mush!" Joey ordered with a amused smirk quickly making himself comfortable in his seat but before he could he was dumped unceremoniously to the ground. "What the hell!" Joey shouted as Xavier slowly rose up in the air with the other two still somehow on his back. Xavier shrugged "I warned you next time you said that word you would be walking home. I was obviously serious" with that Xavier was up, up, and away; thanks to his light load Xavier was traveling far faster than Darkrai had seen him fly in a long time.

"Get back here you prick!" Joey shouted as he brandished his shadow hammer at his partner like an obese mother would a frying pan at a retreating misbehaving child. The dragon's guffaw was very loud as it teased it's Trainer by flying down low as if to land before shooting up in the air again before the man got close enough to climb back on and payback. Before they got five feet however Cressilia suddenly launched two fast moving Psybeams at their backs but before the beams could make halfway their targets two Shadow Ball intercepted them. The attacks exploded as they canceled each other out.

"Thanks for the assist Boss!" Joey shouted while both the retreating figures hustled out of hearing and shooting range.

As the party disappeared completely Darkrai said "Tu- tut Cressy you should know by now that your sneak attacks are not sneaky at all." Darkrai tutted mockingly as Cressilia screeched in frustration before yelling a reply "How do you even make those things without arms!"Rage and hate clear in her tone as Cressilia primed her blades for the fight was to come. Seems she was waiting for Darkrai to make the first move.

Clever girl so you do learn. "Allow me to show you my dear." a small Shadow ball spawned just behind Cressilia's head and pegged her before she even saw it coming. Didn't do any damage besides wound her pride and piss her off but then again that was the goal. "Oh c'mon sissy you weren't watching! Now please watch for the birdy" This time Cressilia was ready for any sort of attack that could come at her so she was able to feel the dark energy massing together just behind her. Quick as a flash she dispersed it with a blade with a "Ha!" before turning her attention back to Darkrai.

Who was quickly fleeing in the other direction.

"YOU'RE IT SIS CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!" Darkrai shouted at the top of his lungs adding a cold laugh to his taunt as Cressilia let loose a screech of pure rage just before speeding after him. Darkrai's retreat was a farce however because the second it seemed Cressilia was gaining he stopped abruptly which of course made Cressilia stop abruptly. Thanks to momentum Cressilia was unable to dodge the powerful Dark Pulse that Darkrai had been priming during the chase; which sent Cressilia plummeting to the ground with a crash. Knowing she wouldn't be down for long Darkrai used those milliseconds to fill the sky of Shadow Balls before launching the entire wave at the dust cloud. Still not finished he made another wave but this time sent them down one by one like he was pelting someone with baseballs. All the while he was laughing manically as if he was having the time of his life.

I should have done this eons ago! Why have I been running for very long when it's this easy to outsmart her! Even without arms I'm winni- the thoughts of an easy victory was snatched rudely from Darkrai's grasp when he heard:

"Hey shit rag!" The sound of the wrench's voice came from above causing Darkrai's blood to go cold."You should have watched the fucking birdy" Darkrai looked up just in time to see Cressilia launch the Moon Blast she had been apparently been priming while Darkrai had been firing at nothing.

"Blasted portals/godly intervention!" Darkrai shouted as he went down instead of sideways to try to avoid the attack that had more than enough power in it to obliterate him. The reason why he chose this route of evasion became clear when a dark portal opened up in front of him and swallowed him before Cressilia's attack could.

Cressilia had watched all this unfold a safe distance away and sighed when she saw she had missed her target yet again "Coward! Is that all you can do is run away..." Cressilia grumbled as she slumped in defeat

"No it isn't sissy I can do this too! watch me!" Cressilia turned her head quickly to the left to see Darkrai making funny faces at her like a mischievous Ghastly or little brat in the safety of a locked car door before he zipping out of the portal and away, all but daring Cressilia to chase after him.

_Please Please Please take the bait. Need to get you away from area as soon as possible so you don't follow the others and see the location of our current base of operations . _ Darkrai prayed as he watched in the corner of his eye as Cressilia moving her head back and forth as if she couldn't decide whether or not which was higher up on a priority list: her mission or two pairs of Dark servants that could maybe or maybe not lead her to an enemy base

Good thing for the Dark side that her mission /obsession with getting rid of Darkrai trumped all else.

Thata girl follow the birdie... and then watch as this wingless bird slips from your talons yet again.


"I didn't raise a son I raised a worthless heap of trash!" screamed my father as I plunged the knife into his rib cage for the third time; both he and I bellowing as the knife went in but I could only mentally scream my anguish. Outside I just giggled as if Dad told a hilarious joke while inside I was still screaming bloody murder while trying my damndest to stop myself from pulling back and raking the blade across his face; but was yet again unsuccessful after countless of other attempts of regaining control of my body. Dad's chest was so ruined that there wasn't any sort of tissue blocking his guts from sight yet he still somehow was able to live and spit insults at me.

Apparently 'I' was getting bored with Dad so I moved on to mom "Where did we go wrong? Why did my perfect baby boy turn out like this?!" Mom bawled as my little blue arm plunged the knife over and over into her again giggling like a lunatic as I watched her struggle pathetically against the chains that bounded her while she screaming and thrashing in pain. The bodies of my siblings in similar but a little worse states nearby; very much dead but still somehow communicate the endless amounts of sadness, anger ,pity and betrayal with just their empty fish eyes. Next to them sat a mirror and in that mirror reflected the whole scene of Bleu murdering my whole family with one twist:

Bleu had my new eyes and in their reflection anyone could see me laughing like a psychopath.

I awoke from the nightmare close to hyperventilating as I took a rapid glance at my surroundings. Judging from the medical supplies and the other beds filled with injured, sick, and groaning people I was apparently in a infirmary someplace. Zil was snoozing peacefully up against me and judging from his squeaks, the wetness, warmth and subtle musky smell, it was a really fun dream.

Lucky bastard.

I really have to stop pissing off the powerful entity with the sharp stick constantly up his ass...

My stomach suddenly reminded me of its existence with an almost roar instead of growl. God I'm fucking starving! I wonder if they have a cafeteria here someplace? I was about to get up when I noticed I was in nothing but a pair of briefs. Walking around in nothing but a pair of underwear while still healing from various injuries in a unknown place with a group of complete strangers around is probably not the best idea. Almost as if someone read my mind various articles of clothing landed in my lap.

I glanced up from the clothes that I had worn previously (saturated with dried blood and torn but still otherwise wearable)to see a man standing over me. The man was a decent normal height but thanks to his muscles and big round belly he just seemed bigger then he actually was. The man seemingly his mid thirties or early forties whose appearance just screamed biker with his bushy handlebar mustache with a tad bit of a short beard going on and his tight jeans and a sleeveless jean jacket over his wife beater. His eyes were like mine (same weirdness I mean) but were instead of green was a soft brown color.

I was so shocked from this sudden appearance and unexpected sight before me that I didn't notice I was more than slightly drooling over his sizzling hot body until he began snapping his fingers to grab my attention ;the noise causing Zil to stir.

"Damn and I thought the rat was bad! It's a good thing you're cute for a twink or you would swallowing your own teeth right about now" the man said with wink

"Not a twink" I grumbled as hid my tomato red face under my pillow and trying my best to fade from existence as Zil growled, climbed out from underneath the blanket, and managed to lay on top of me to cover the area of my groin protectively/possessively despite my struggles to stop him from doing it otherwise. Instead of making me feel safe however (which I knew was the purpose of the action) all Zil managed to do was embarrasses me further; especially when the man began to laugh a loud belly deep laughter. "I hate to break it to you kid but judging from the fact their isn't one strand of hair on your body besides your happy trail, and your reaction when you saw me definitely points to you being a twink."

"It's not my fault body hair refuses to grow on me besides a weird moustache and that takes weeks to grow...I'm lucky I even know how to shave" I grumbled into the pillow that was probably muffling my words so I didn't even know if the biker guy could hear me. I was in the middle of wondering if I was fast enough to do myself in with the closest sharp object before the guy could react (cause anything was better than this embarrassment) when Zil's weight suddenly left me.

Curious I stopped trying to suffocate myself long enough to see the man giving the very angry and frustrated rat a noogie as he struggled fruitlessly to get away as the man muttered "Possessive lil bugger aren't ya! Even my Flygon isn't this possessive. 'More people more fun' he says. Don't worry I won't steal your property; besides Xavier would kill me for not inviting him"

Wait a second."So you understand everything then? I mean the whole possessiveness thing and probably everything else that would end life as we know it"

"Of course! First thing Boss teaches his servants after the change is Poketongue. Surprised you know those fact so early after just getting turned"

"Took it upon myself to learn it just before meeting Zil so I've known for about...two years now? give or take."I said with a uncaring shrug. By now i was able to push aside my embarrassment long enough to throw off my blanket and start putting the provided clothes; not really giving a damn about the present company seeing.

"Impressive. Not many kids that age would do something that illegal. Hell even I wasn't that stupid and I liked breaking into people's cars to hotwire them to go on joyrides since I was about 14-15" I don't get it was I just complimented or insulted?

"Oh wait where's my manners? you have absolutely no idea who I am!" I had just finished putting the jeans I had on earlier and was reaching for the bloodied shirt when a hand suddenly grabbed shook "Names Joey. position General of Commander Blake's brigade...Speaking of who he wants a word with you now "Joey face palmed "Fuck we're running late! Blake's gonna tan my hide this time!" My arm was suddenly grabbed as I was basically dragged out of the room.

"Dude my shirt and stuff!"

"Your stuff is all the way in the barracks and we are NOT taking that detour so don't even ask. I'm also not going to waste precious seconds that could save my ass from getting skinned alive literally just so you can avoid getting a bit of a chill!" Joey sounded terrified, borderline frantic as he basically steamrolled though everyone who was unfortunate enough to get in his way without even a word of apology thrown over his shoulder; which shouldn't have surprised me but it did.

Apparently dragging me was too slow because without even missing a beat I was pulled into both his arms and then slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Not even a feat considering our size difference was ridiculous; like comparing a large bear to a Chihuahua.

I hate big people. Zil looked to be having the same thought while trying his best to catch up with us, couldn't get within seven feet of us though because of Joey's long strides and speed that didn't match his build at all. Since we were moving so fast I couldn't really see much of the place or the people around us. The only thing I could see was the hallway looked almost like burnt Swiss cheese if it were made of complete metal considering that there were so many holes and scorch marks covering almost every inch of it; any idiot could deduce that a huge fight happened here recently. A few minutes later we burst into a reception-like area when Joey yelled "HEY! where's Blake?!"

"Cafeteria. The twins are fighting again."

"Thank god! *pant* *pant*I never thought the twins would save my ass and not the other way around...Hey kid, Just wait for him here okay? I have duties I need to get back to or my ass is in the fryer again" I didn't even get to answer before I was tossed like a bag of dirty laundry onto a sofa. I glaring at Joey's retreating form as he once again started sprinting back into the hallway just as Zil finally made a appearance. Poor little guy was panting heavily as he stumbled into the room before half dragging himself to collapse on the couch.

"I *pant* *pant*Hate*pant*...Giants! *cough* *wheeze*Waaaater...Waaaater! pleeeease..."

"Ditto." Wordlessly I got up then picked up Zil's half-dead form like one would a giant infant. "C'mon we'll get you some from the fountain that I'm ninety-eight percent sure that I put a dent in with my head when that fucker skid into it after turning too sharply on wet spot on floor. Hurts like hell and I'm still seeing stars! Remind me to pay back that asshole eventually because I sure as hell won't remember. After we both get our fill of drink it's time to put that nose of yours to work"

"What *pant* for?"

"For the cafeteria of course. I don't care if we get in a bit of trouble for not waiting; if I have to go one more moment without food I'm gonna pass out!"