Speak of the Devil

by Sparx615

Mark Cooper's life is already a mess. He just got out of prison, his beloved brother has gone missing, and now he has to pick up the pieces. But more trouble is on it's way in the form of pure evil in a physical form. Who is Darkrai, and what is he up to?

1. Prologue

Prologue

A shadow darted across the city, hardly visible in the darkness of the night. The shape was quick, a blur across the pavement, and seemed to move aimlessly through the streets. A brightly coloured figure followed behind, in pursuit, and was rapidly gaining on the fleeing creature.

Presently the shadow rounded a corner and bolted down an alley, only to be met with the tall wall of a building at the end. It was about to run into the wall, but before it could, the other creature fired a ball of energy, striking the shadow dead in its centre. The shadow made a sound like a cry of pain, and suddenly a solid being erupted from it.

Now a ghost-like individual was lying where the shadow had been. It was totally black except for a plume of white smoke that flowed from its head, and its glaring blue eyes.

Before the other figure- clearly visible now as a small, pink, cat-like Pokèmon, also with blue eyes- could attack again, the dark creature waved its arm, creating multiple pulses of negative energy that slammed into the pink Pokèmon, causing it to fly into the side of the alley.

"Give it up, Mew, I'm free now!" laughed the shadowy Pokèmon. "You can't stop me."

"I will not let you terrorize this world, Darkrai!" replied the one called Mew with a scowl, charging up another Aura Sphere to throw at his enemy. Darkrai was faster, pinning Mew by the throat with one of his claws. Mew gasped in pain.

"Go back to Arceus and tell her that I will no longer be held prisoner. I have the power; I will do what I want with this world. I will reclaim my crown." hissed the dark Pokèmon.

Mew narrowed his eyes at Darkrai. "There's a reason Arceus stripped you of your authority."

"Arceus is no longer my keeper."

That said, Darkrai tightened his hold on Mew's throat. The cat squeaked as his breath was cut off, but his panic soon faded as his eyes glazed over and closed. Smirking inwardly, Darkrai dropped his victim and let him crash to the ground.

"Sweet dreams," he chuckled, melting into the shadows and leaving Mew writhing in pain on the ground.