Hi guys, I did it.
Do not expect me to finish this. I literally have no intention of it. It was meant to brush up on my writing skills, and I still have literally no confidence in it. I just wanted to do a Darkrai chapter because I was in a mood.
It's been 3-4 years now, right? Well, this is the moment you've all been waiting for. Typed entirely on the mobile app, the story you actually cared about. In Our Free Time! And it's not a fucking Mew chapter, hooray!
Of all things, I never anticipated I'd be stuck on my own island.
My home has become a prison. Not just any prison, no, no. A prison filled with the council members I cannot even begin to tolerate. If it were just one pain in my ass, then it wouldn't be so bad. I could avoid them no matter what Arceus said. My chasms are here for good reason, which brings me to my next point.
I am surrounded by idiots.
Not just any idiots, mind you. Mythical idiots, and legendary idiots. People who had powers, some unfortunately surpassing my own. They were keeping me prisoner on my island. My home. I could do nothing about it but scream my heart out.
Mew was the prime example. His complaining of constantly making mistakes with a lack of will to do anything to stop his childish antics are annoying. To think his DNA is inside me, no. All of us, infuriates me even more. I refused to believe that I was in any way related to that pink cunt.
Registeel was an anomaly. The strongest of his trio, yet somehow the most braindead. With every word that emits from whatever the fuck he talks out of, I can only hope that the sweet embrace of death comes and claims me.
But, at least he wasn't a backstabbing, lying, good for nothing, know it all bitch like Cresselia was. I could stand anyone being here except for her. Mew and Registeel are annoying. Raikou is a fucboi. But then there was Cresselia. I refuse to go down if she doesn't at least bite the dust first, or bite it with me. She was the worst person I have had the displeasure of working with. I'd hang her from the tops of Mt. Coronet if I could, then dump her lifeless body into Stark Mountain. That's the least a bitch like that deserved.
I was held prisoner. On my motherfucking island. In my own motherfucking home. By Mew. By Registeel. By Raikou. By Arceus herself. But most of all, I was trapped with Cresselia in my own goddamn home.
God. Fucking. Damn it.
"God. Fucking. Damn it!" I shouted towards the pitch black sky as my fist collided with the tree besides me, an audible crack echoing throughout along with it. The large oak tumbled towards the ground with a loud thud.
"My, must you always be so noisy?"
No. No no. No no no.
I slowly turned around to find, just my fucking luck, Cresselia right behind me, giving me the same damn look of annoyance. I loathed her judgemental stare with every fiber of my being. Arceus, please, just kill her so I don't have to hear her talk.
"What. The fuck. Do you want?" I hissed. Cresselia rolled her eyes. That fucking cunt.
"I was awoken by two things," she stated as she began to move closer, "one was a girlish scream. And the other.." She stopped mere inches from my face.
"You don't want to finish that sentence," I warned her.
"What do I hear, after being so rudely awoken once, to finally drift back to a state between consciousness, only to be roused again by what?" Her goddamn beak was practically fused with my face with how close she was.
"I swear to Arceus, Cresselia. Arceus will never be able to fix what I do to you."
""Do you know what I find that had the audacity to rouse me from my much needed rest? I find a pathetic looking spirit, throwing one of his infamous temper tantrums."
"She quickly whipped around and began to float away from me. However, I wasn't going to allow this to go without punishment. I was tired. Tired of her remarks. Her criticism. Her fucking tone of voice, as if everyone she spoke to was below her.
I slowly seeped into the ground below me as she made her way back to where she had slept. I cut off her path as I quickly rose from the ground before her. She opened her mouth to speak, but I stopped by jamming two of my fingers into her mouth and grabbing hold of her tongue.
"There are two things I hate in life, Cresselia." My thumb gripped tighter on her tongue. God, it was disgusting, but I had to do this. "I hate the morons of the council, those who are here without my consent, on my goddamn island." I began to tug on her tongue. Why was her mouth so goddamn small? "But what I hate more? The idiot who talks too much. So, do me a favor, and let me get rid of that busy little tongue once and for all."
Despite all I had said, she never once flinched, not even when I pulled her tongue. Her gaze was always stern. Always so judgemental. I despised that look. Maybe I should have cut out her eyes first.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain erupt in my thumb, causing me to jerk my hand out of her mouth. She bit me. The little bitch bit me! And the wound was deep, too. It took everything I had not to scream my lungs out again.
"Well, this 'idiot' will continue talking to the dirt brain until she beats some rational thought into his head," she began. "Here's some advice. If you wish to stand up to me, be prepared for me to strike you down with force Arceus can never match."
As she spoke, I glared daggers at her, praying that looks could kill. I was going to shut her stupid duck face up, if it was the last thing I did that night. As quietly as possible, I began to focus all of my energy into my injured hand.
"If you wish to stand up to me, with hope that you will succeed and be rid of me for eternity, be prepared to fail." Her magenta wings began to glow with and infuriatingly bright light, a slight buzzing sound emitting from them as she began to move closer to me, ever so slowly. Painfully slowly. "And be prepared to fear me."
I needed more energy. My glare hardens, but secretly, I was already afraid. And that was unforgivable.
"Fear me as if I am Arceus' judgement, for to someone like you, I might as well be. No part of you will remain except for a spot on the ground you once levitated above, and the wind that carries whatever dust I will have ground you into."
That was enough.
"And for my next piece of advice-"
"GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP!" She was interrupted by Registeel, who had apparently awoken sometime during our scuffle. Along with him was Arceus. She looked absolutely exhausted, but remained silent. This was the distraction I needed.
"Took the words right out of my goddamn mouth!" I shot forth what was most likely my most powerful Dark Void ever, hitting Cresselia directly. An immense satisfaction washed over me as her eyes slowly drifted to a close.
I will fill every day she stays in my home with nightmares, and only when she begs me will I wake her up! I am the shadow that will loom over her entire life, from this day forward till death.
"Darkrai! How dare you!" Arceus hissed. Punishment was worth it.
"At least I shut the dumb bitch up."
"Do not get cocky, Darkrai."
I could feel a chill run down my spine as my entire body began to shake. It was ineffective. I forgot that she was the only being alive resistant to my powers!
This can't be happening, in front of other people no less!
God. Fucking. Damn it!
"Do not make me repeat myself, Darkrai." Her wings flared up suddenly. Something in Arceus' head clicked. Before she could react though, Cresselia proved to me once again that she was the only psychic who could harm me.
"Learn your place, Darkrai."
It took me a moment to understand what had just happened. All I could see was what I assumed to be the dirt. All I could taste was dirt, along with my own blood. I could feel my head spinning as I tried to get up. However, the slightest twitch caused another wave of pain to befall me. My consciousness began to fade, but I tried to move once more.
"Go to sleep, Darkrai." As those words were uttered from Cresselia's mouth, a last wave of severe pain washed over me, and I finally fell unconscious.
God... Fucking... Damn it...
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