Well, long time no see! I should be looking at my region music right now, but I know I'm going to suck on it anyway. So here I am, typing.

I'm sorry for the long wait. But fall break is here, and I actually have a free day other than Sunday. Isn't it wonderful? No band, no school, no nothing! I loves it.

Unfortunately, that was in September. I just got back from Indianapolis for the Grand Nationals Bands of America competition. Our band got seventh in finals. We've never even MADE finals before this year. Woot.

Dark and Light

Chapter 4

Brother

It had been quite a while since I had met someone like Buganti. Actually, looking back now, I don't think I had even met anyone like him until then. He was intelligent (especially for a reptilian pokemon), he wasn't deterred by superstitions and prejudice, and, as I watched, he grew very attached to Yasille, and vice versa. We, being my sister and I, were invited to stay in his cave until we wanted to leave. Of course, Yasille was so delighted to be invited to stay in a village; she told me that she wanted to stay there as long as she could.

Many months went by. Yasille and I became part of the village eventually, and the villagers knew us by our names. One could say that we were very liked by the villagers. Our stay at Buganti's cave was one of the most wonderful and fun times that I can remember.

However, something stirred in the back of my mind. Some kind of doubt weighing my mind down. As the months grew into years, it grew as well. And then, it reached a peak when Yasille had a vision.

It happened in the fifth winter we were there. I was lying in my true form in the middle of the village plaza, and Yasille (in her true form as well) slept next to me. It was near midnight, and I could hear the soft echoes of dark pokemon waking up. They knew I was here; they were probably looking for me. I sighed and then closed my eyes. I was too tired to go out tonight.

Then, I heard soft murmurs from Yasille. I opened my eyes again and looked at her cautiously. (Yasille?) I asked softly.

She didn't respond to my question. At least, not like I would have expected. I watched for a moment, waiting. Yasille had been having trouble sleeping lately -even though she thought I didn't notice- and I was already concerned. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong, though. However, she never screamed like she did at that point.

Her scream was both in my ears and my mind. It was horrifying; it made my fur stand on end. The villagers, sleepy and scared, came from their homes to see what was the matter. Buganti ran out to us in a mad dash -I never thought he could move as fast as he did, especially in his reptilian form.

"Yasille!" he called, "Yasille, what's wrong?" He turned to me for answers, but I had none. I shrugged my canine shoulders and Buganti nudged my sister gently with his horned snout. "Yasille, wake up. It's just a dream…"

She started awake and looked around in terrified, jerky movements. She seemed to calm down as she did, but when she saw me, her body stiffened, and the reek of horror grew thicker in her scent. What had happened in that dream of hers?

Her telepathic voice was shaky as she questioned me. -K… Kaiyou…?-

Somewhat unsure how to answer, I replied slowly, (Yes…? Yasille… what…)

Seeing as how I was myself, she howled happily and leaned up against my side. -You're okay!- she cried, -…you're okay…-

Buganti sighed in relief, but made his way to Yasille's other side. "What did you dream?"

She burrowed her face deeper into my shoulder and replied softly, -He had become a monster… he was horrible…- Buganti and I exchanged looks of worry and looked back to my sister. She continued, getting softer and softer as she spoke. -He… was possessed… by some monster… called… Anubo…- She fell back asleep as she leaned on me.

The name meant nothing to me, but in the corner of my eye, I saw Buganti flinch. I turned towards him slowly, a suspicious glare in my eye. Did he know this "Anubo"? He caught my gaze, and I could see the panic in his eyes. He went slowly back to his lair, but I stopped him.

(You know this "Anubo", don't you?) I asked in a hushed whisper, lest I wake my sister up. He paused, but then continued in climbing the cliff face.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow. But not now. I'm too tired now."

He went back to his lair and I was left to my own devices. This "Anubo" creature seemed interesting enough, and I was more than a little concerned that Yasille dreamed he possessed me -her dreams were accurate enough.

After that day, the name Anubo became the most hated word I knew.

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"All right, Buganti," I began sternly. It was the next morning and Yasille was giving herbal lessons to the wives and children of the village. Buganti and I were in his lair, both of us in our human forms. "Talk. Just who is this 'Anubo'? And why would Yasille dream that he possessed me?"

"Anubo is…" He began as he leaned against the wall opposite me, "…my brother. His spear's beside you." He sighed heavily and then moved over to his plant. "You could say that he… died… a while ago… Before you and Yasille came here."

My eyebrow cocked. I could see that he was having a little difficulty talking about it, but I was still concerned for my own health. "And why would Yasille dream that I would be possessed by him?"

Buganti shrugged, irritation in his movements. "I don't know. They're just dreams!" He looked at me, a little aggravation in his eyes. "Why do you value her dreams over knowledge? Anubo died! He can't harm you now!"

I shook my head. "You underestimate my sister. She is one of the few remaining Light pokemon; they are natural Seers. They can see into the past, present and future with their dreams and visions. That was no mere daydream she had -that was a pure vision! And unless you don't tell us what's going on with your brother, it'll come true!"

Buganti shook his head. "The Light pokemon died out! Your sister can't be one of them!"

I glared. He was attempting to derail the conversation. "She is. And don't get this off topic. Who was your brother? How did he die?"

Buganti exhaled in aggravation and leaned against the stone wall of his lair. He glared at me angrily, but when my own stare didn't waver, he began to mutter. "My parents, Nakka and Josho, were servants to Groudon when he and Kyogre first created the landmasses. As such, they were powerful and sensitive; they could see what others could not, with the exception of the Light pokemon. However, our fate was not as pleasant as the Lights that were revered and almost godly by their nature."

My eyebrow cocked. "How so?"

He grimaced at the memories. "Even though we had almost the same powers as the Lights, we were feared. We were hated as the Darks were -no offense- and were shunned by other pokemon other than our own element. So, when my parents had their clutch, or their litter to put it in your terms, they were driven away by villagers to a small valley surrounded by hills." He shifted his feet uncomfortably and continued. "One day, they heard some strange noises and went to investigate, but as they did, villagers snuck up and destroyed five of the eggs, leaving two. However, my parents did not see my brother's and my eggs, so they thought that all of their eggs were gone."

I nodded and said, "So… they went after the trail."

He returned the nod and replied, "Yes. They followed the scent trail and found a village. In a blind rage, they destroyed the village and most of its inhabitants. But when they returned to their nest, they found the eggs. Relieved, they guarded the eggs with new vigor. During this time, my mother, Nakka, began having gory, bloody dreams about demons killing innocents and turning her and my father to stone. She found out that she had those visions whenever she went near my brother's egg."

"Like Yasille is having now… except it's me," I said in a low voice, and the Ground Lord nodded gravely.

"Yes… so when my brother and I were born and christened, Anubo began to attack me for no particular reason. Things were always like that -I did something, he had to do it better or hurt me because of it. It continued on and on for years on end, until it got to the point to where he couldn't even see me as an equal, just simply as a helpless puppet. Unbeknownst to my parents and I, he found a forbidden book on how to extract spirits and demons, curses and portals to Hell.

"He used the most powerful Ground-type move on our parents; a move that turns an opponent to stone for eternity. I saw what he did and ran for my life, knowing full well that he would be after me next. I took shelter in the cave in which we are in right now and slept. Thanks to my mother, I am able to, though not as frequent as her or your sister by any means, to have visions and the like. I dreamt that my brother sold his soul to demons, and he became more powerful than I imagined.

"I kept watch in my dreams over my brother, and saw his Master give him the spear you are standing next to, saying to kill as many bodies -pokemon and human alike- as he could, for that would strengthen the spear beyond any mortal weapon. He accepted and went out and killed leagues of bodies in a mad dash for power, steeping the spear and himself in gallons and gallons of blood.

"I grew vengeful of my brother, and I found the book in which he used to put my parents into their petrified states. I then found a most grievous spell -one to separate the mind and body. I used it, and my brother's body went to his demonic masters. His mind, however, remained here, something I did not anticipate. He must have been strong enough to ward the spell away from his mind." He shook his head slowly. "His mind, as far as I know, is still roaming about this earth, though I have had no visions to warn me of his actions. When not seeing any visions of him for the past few years, I concluded that his spirit vanished and gave no thought about it."

I gulped. I didn't care if he didn't have any more visions -this was seriously bad. The fact that this "Anubo" was a formless demon did not comfort me. My mother had fought many demons in her time, and since she was a Light, she could not be possessed even by the greatest of Evils. Unfortunately, I was not so lucky. Darks, because of their natural functions, are more likely to become possessed by spirits, malignant or benign, even without their knowledge. If I was not careful, he could have already possessed me. "Is there any way to find out where he is or if he's possessed anyone?"

He sighed lengthily and replied, "No, I'm afraid not. Not unless your mind starts getting clawed at. All the advice I have to give you is this: do not let your mental guard down. He is a persistent little bastard, and he'll worm his way into your mind like a snake if you're not careful."

I made a cautious look at Anubo's blood-tainted spear and shuddered. I didn't know how to defend myself against something like that. How could I know if and when he was in my mind? How would I be able to fend him off? Mother never taught me anything like that, even if she only had a short time to teach.

However, I knew better than to try and probe Buganti for more; he would have told me if there were more. I sighed and then began to leave his lair slowly. "Thank you… I'll… remember what you said."

Buganti nodded and then went to the spear, picking it up pensively. I walked out, transformed into my true form and found my way outside to the bright midday sun. I took in the wonderful scents around me and looked to where my sister still was, teaching herbs and medicinal skills. I smiled, happy to rid my mind of worry for the moment, and made my way to her ready to join the students. However, when I came about ten feet away, I heard her breath come in gasps and she feel to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

Frightened, I ran to my sister. I nudged her with my ebony snout and cried out, (Yasille! Yasille, are you okay?) My answer was her transformation and a hard kick in the jaw.

I staggered back, not from pain but surprise. She had never hit me like that in her life. Shocked, I looked to her and asked frantically, (Yasille, what are you doing? Why did you-)

She cut me off with a powerful blast of Light energy -something that knocked me off my feet and left me gasping for breath. -DEMON!- she bellowed in a rage, -I see you! I SEE YOU! LEAVE! Filthy scum, leave us!- She built up another beam and hit me in the base of my neck. I was sent a good fifty feet and I coughed up blood. If she kept that up, she would kill me!

I got to my feet despite the pain. I knew I had to get away from her -talking would do no good now. I strained to find a shadow, something to get into the Void with. However, the sun was on Yasille's side and shone brighter than a normal day. I shrank away from it as Yasille built her power up again.

I dodged the next blast as it obliterated the ground I was just standing on. She cursed in her native Light language and went after me, racing around the desert. I knew I was faster than she was on any normal day, but with the sun shining so brightly, it drained my energy and my muscles became lethargic. I had the lead, but I didn't know for how long. Her brilliance destroyed any hope I had for finding a sanctuary from her power.

Fortunately, Buganti tackled her from the side and distracted her. When she was down, I turned on my heel, waiting to see what had happened to her. But I kept my distance; the two were just inside my earshot and nothing more than colored spots in my vision.

"What were you thinking, Yasille?" Buganti cried as he helped my sister to her feet. "You could have killed him! He's your brother! Why were you attacking him?"

Yasille looked at him as if he were the insane one. -That was not my brother -that was a demon I saw! A demon! I'm sure of it! He smelt of one, he had the aura of one! There's no mistaking it, and now you've let him get away!-

I blinked and ran into the little shadow I could find. Safe in the Void, I sat and tried to figure out the enigma of words Yasille had just spoken. How could she mistake me for a demon? She knew my scent better than I did. I shook my head and dismissed it as a vision gone awry. She must have had a vision of the demon, and in her delusion, mistook me for it. I nodded to myself and picked myself off of the black floor of the Void. That was it. Just a delusion…

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That night, I could not sleep no matter what I did. I was sleeping outside, for being too close to Yasille sent her into rampages. And even though I was out in the open with the moonlight bathing me in a warm glow, pain preceded to rip apart my mind, my thoughts. As the migraine progressed, I kept seeing vivid memories going through my head, like scattered paintings caught in a gale. I clutched my human hands to my scalp. When would it end?

I rolled onto my side and opened my eyes slowly to see a strange black mark begin to form on my left arm. As it blackened and sharpened, my arm sizzled and burned, like the tattoo was being branded onto my flesh. With it and the severe migraine growing ever worse, I didn't detect the alien presence in my head. I just wanted the pain to stop.

I tried to call out for help, but I could voice no words. I was mute. My heart quickened, and I tried again. Alas, no words. Then, I tried to stand, to run for help. Instead, I simply sat up and was kept cross-legged by a suppressive force, like my legs were in some silent revolt.

There'll be none of THAT, a sinister voice chimed in my head. I spun around, trying to find the voice. A chuckle from the same voice, and then, How delightful. Do you really not know where my voice comes from?

I didn't want to answer the question. Instead, I shouted with my mind, Who are you, snake? Name yourself!

Another chuckle, then, Me? I am called Anubo.

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Wow! I'm done! I didn't expect that I would. Poor little chappie was sitting here, incomplete.

Anubo rears his ugly, demented head! And yes, this actually DID happen in the history of our favorite little Dark Legendary. Steph, the creator of Illauna, Illauna's pokemon, Bugnati/Kuvai, and Anubo and I did a little note comic and it went… kind of like this. Kaiyou actually did get possessed, but there were different circumstances. So here I am, improvising! Woo!

I am a moose.

Ja!