The Rise of the Violet Eyed Nightmare
Chapter 1
"Ugh...Stupid snow." I mumbled, brushing the stuff off my shoulders after it had fallen on me from the tree branches above. A muffled laugh was sounded to my left and I glanced over. Gallade stood there, his right hand covering his mouth. He chuckled again when he noticed me looking at him.
"How can you not like the snow, Darkrai?" He asked. "It's so pretty. It makes the garden look so pure and-" Gallade was cut off as a pile of snow from a different tree fell upon his own head.
"COLD!" He shouted, shaking the snow off quickly. Now it was my turn to laugh. Gallade frowned at me for a moment before a smile tugged at his lips and he laughed as well.
"But seriously, why don't you like the snow?"
I tried to think of the simplest way to phrase my answer.
"It's because I like to be able to hide myself easily. And that's hard to do with all this white snow everywhere." I said. Gallade looked me over before nodding in agreement.
"I suppose your colors would make blending in difficult right now, but still, you can turn into a shadow. Couldn't you just do that when you want to hide?"
"Yes, but it requires more energy, I couldn't do it forever."
Gallade seemed to want to discuss it further, but my glare got him to drop the subject.
"So...uhh...Do you know when Alice and Tonio are coming back from their vacation?" He asked, fidgeting slightly before calming himself. I closed my eyes and thought for a moment.
"Six days, 17 hours, 32 minutes." I sighed. When I opened my eyes I noticed Gallade had that look on his face, the look of when he's about to try to say something comforting.
Hold on, I thought, did I just let slip that I miss those two? Based on the fact that Gallade still had that look it seemed I had.
"Y'know Darkrai, I live in this garden too. If you ever want to just talk or-"
"I've got to go." And with that I melted into the shadows and left him there, I just wasn't in the mood.
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"-hang out." Gallade finished, even though he knew that Darkrai was far out of earshot. He wished Darkrai would open up to him more, especially since he was one of Darkrai's only friends in the garden. But Darkrai was Darkrai, and probably nothing would ever change him.
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I slowed down once I was deep in the center of the garden. Not only because I knew I was far from Gallade, but also because I felt...something. It felt like life energy, but that couldn't be. It was much too faint. Unless, of course, whoever the energy belonged to was dying, that would explain why it was so weak.
Understand this, I don't really care for the other pokemon in the garden, they insult and taunt me any chance they get. Even after I helped save their tails when Dialga and Palkia were having their fight over Alamos Town. My point being, I'm not the "heartless demon" they all say I am. And I'm certainly not going to start being one now.
So I pull myself out of shadow form and search for that rapidly fading life aura. If there's anything I learned from my time with these humans it's that this garden is everyone's. No one's going to die here today.
Wait a moment, I thought to myself, I feel it. Right...below me? I levitated back a little before extending my legs to kneel in the snow.
"Hold on." I whispered to whomever was buried there, though I doubted they would have been able to hear me.
My claws dug away the icy snow from the spot where I had originally been hovering. I had removed nearly a foot of snow and ice before I found what was giving off the energy. Gently, I took it from the hole. In my hands I held an egg.
