Surprise my friends. As I already announced yesterday, the new chapter will include a legend, that is PRETTY important for this story, as it shows the reason the Slaves of the Darkness were founded. And yep, you get a chapter today, even if there already was one yesterday. I was just pretty motivated the last days and I wanted to do this chapter now. I still am way more motivated than in the first chapters, but still I´ll take a break for the next few days, which should be understandable XD But maybe the next chapter will still come out this week. We´ll see. Have fun reading and enjoy the legend! Serious Reviews are appreciated.

Chapter 11: The legend

Thunder's POV:

And so, it happened. Fate and I were locked inside a cell of the Slaves, being caught because we were betrayed. All we could do now, was to wait until Darkrai would come back…and pray that he would at least spare her. But what I did not think about as I accepted the traitors offer was, that the leader of the Slaves already attacked her once. And he definitely had a good reason… which means that the chance of him sparing her would be low… Fate herself did not think that we could not do anything now, as she walked up and down in our cage, searching for something. "You can stop it now, Fate. It's hopeless. The Slaves of the Darkness would never leave their prisoners a way to… "I got something!" She even surprised me by apparently finding a way out. "Wait, are you serious?" She looked at one spot of the cell again. The funnel that was a few metres above our heads. It's entrance was blocked by metal bars. She looked at me, seeming to be disappointed. "Just… forget what I said…there's no way…" This time I interrupted her. "So he did not lie at all…" Fate looked at me again, this time being surprised. I explained to her: "SD knows that Darkrai won't spare you, so he locked us here. If we fuse my lightning and your fire, we can surely melt the bars." "But how do we get up there? It's way to high to jump there and the walls are way to smooth to climb." I already knew that the difficult part had begun as she asked this question. She would not be happy about my plan, that was ensured. And the only way to convince her would be…

"We melt down the bars and after that, you'll climb on my shoulders. With enough speed, you can manage to jump up there then." "And how do you get there after?" And know we got to the difficult part of my idea… "I won't." Fate's expression became shocked. "What? No, we can't do that! I won't just leave you…" Again, I interrupted her thoughts. "Let me tell you a legend Fate." She became very confused, because of that. "Wha… why? Why now?" "Please… just hear me out, okay?" She glanced at me, but I could see the pity in her eyes. She sat down and I started telling her the legend.

Story-telling POV:

"There's a legend that spread in the nation one day in the past. It is a legend about this organisation, the Slaves of the Darkness. Nobody knows who first told this legend or if it's true. The legend starts one day many years ago. It started with the birth of a special Pokemon. Back then, nobody knew, what he would do in the future. But he was not welcomed very nicely. It was because of his parents. As they knew they'd get a child, they made many plans about what they'd do. They wanted it to be a girl, having her father's species. She should become a strong, determined Pokemon that others should fear. But the child they got was nowhere even alike their dreams. Out of their egg, a little boy hatched. He had the same species his mother had. Because of this, his parents did not love him like others love their child from the very beginning. As time went by and the little boy's personality became clear, it became even worse. He became a shy boy, but still tried to be very friendly to everyone. For short: He was everything his parents did not want. But they did not expel him, since he was their only child. But as nothing changed after even more years went by, they gave up on him. The boys mother became pregnant again. And as his new sibling was born, his parents no longer cared about him in any way. His new sister was just what the two of them had always dreamed of. And now they did expel the young boy. He had to leave his family and his town, never having received any love. The next years just got worse for him.

Since his parents taught him nothing about living in a society, the boy could not get any friends. Nobody gave him a job to earn money, as he did not know how to properly talk to others. Without having money, the poor guy had no place to stay. He lived out on the streets, having to fight for every little food. And still, nobody even showed any compassion, but instead they insulted him for being rude. Other homeless mon would not accept him either, so he had to fight for his own. Everything went worse with every day passing by… until one day. The boy had given up on every hope he ever had. He hated the world and every Pokemon on it. Not having any more food or water left, he gave up on his life. As he laid down in a small, dark alley, just waiting for death to finally take him, he was saved… or so he thought. Because someone emerged from the shadows. It was a Pokemon, but not a normal one. It was a shadow itself. It was the bastard known as Darkrai. The mysterious Pokemon promised the boy to train him. He promised to help him, archive a big goal of Darkrai that he knew the boy shared too… it was to take revenge.

Only knowing hate and pain, the box happily agreed, as Darkrai kept his promise. The following years, Darkrai became the boy's mentor. He taught him everything he could learn. And he helped him doing a big step to getting revenge on all of the world. And with that… the day came. Darkrai needed the boys help to accomplish a devilish goal. He wanted to gather all of the Pokemon being hurt by the world itself to fight for revenge together. But not even Pokemon as desperate as them were trusting the being of Darkness… but they did trust a broken boy. And that's why Darkrai made the guy become his student: To establish this foundation for him. But Darkrai, evil as he is, did not tell the boy that way. Together the two of them managed to gather enough Pokemon and the Slaves of the Darkness were born. The broken Pokemon, being the reason of the establishment, became the leader of the Slaves for some time… but now, that the group was made, Darkrai no longer needed the poor guy. And so, he did what SD did to us. Being the right hand of the young leader, Darkrai was trusted by many of the members. And slowly and quietly, behind the leader's back, he built up a group of rebels to dethrone their boss. And that's what they did. They attacked the poor boy from behind, ending his reign. Darkrai took his place and never gave it away since then… that's the legend that many Pokemon are telling each other. Because of that, the myth was born, that Darkrai was not the founder of this cursed organisation, but someone else… some Pokemon believe this, some don't. But even if it would be true… nobody ever heard something about the betrayed and broken boy ever again… and so the proponents of this story believe, that he decided to end his life for real after the betrayal, if he was not killed by Darkrai himself… the one time Darkrai had ever fought someone by himself."

Fate's POV:

I let the story Thunder just told me affect me for now. "This… this could be true if I think about who Darkrai seems to be… I would think he is capable of doing something like this. But… why exactly did you need to tell me this right now." "You don't understand, do you? I am doing it to convince you… because the truth is…" All the time he told me the legend; Thunder had his eyes closed. I believed that he'd do it to be able to concentrate better, but as he looked at me for the first time after finishing, I realised why he did it. He just looked at me, smiling a little. His eyes were full of tears. "I am telling you this, because this legend is true. And the boy… was me. I am the true floater of this damned group."