ONWARD TO INTENSE-NESS!

…I don't have much to say…

Mac stood frozen in the doorway, trying her best not to cry. The little boy, Dylan, Mac had babysat for. He was like a little brother to her and seeing him like that…

Dylan's eyes were rolled into the back of his head as he stared up at the ceiling. His body was convulsing terribly and he was muttering "Darkrai…" over and over again. It was painful to watch and Mac knew that she had to do something. Dylan was Norris' son and after all the times the Captain had helped her and Seth, Mac would do anything for him.

"Where's Captain Norris?" Mac asked. Mrs. Norris motioned to the back door that led out to his boat. "I'm going to help you, I promise."

Mac leaned over the boy and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. She gave him a heartbroken smile before turning to walk back outside.

"Captain Norris!" Mac yelled. The Captain looked over at her and managed a smile that resembled a grimace.

"Hello again, Mac."

"Can you take us to Fullmoon Island? I know how to help your son."

The man smiled sadly but nodded. "Aye, I can get ya there, but helping Dylan is another thing entirely."

"There is a Lunar Wing there that will wake him up. I promise." Mac stressed. Captain Norris sighed but slowly nodded his head.

"Alright. All aboard."

Mac and Dusty followed him onto the ship and waited patiently for the boat to make port on the mysterious island. Mac didn't know what exactly to expect; was it Cresselia that had called to her? If it was, why? How could the Pokémon, if that was what it was, help her? Now, instead of one little boy (and a terrible mother, Mac added) locked in a nightmare, there were two. Why was Darkrai doing this? How could she capture it?

Mac was woken from her thoughts by the ship coming to a jerky stop. The three passengers exited the boat and Mac hugged their Captain.

"Thank you, Norris. I promise I'll be able to help Dylan. Just give me a few minutes." Mac said. She turned to Dusty. "Wait here. I go in alone."

Dusty made a move to protest, but stopped at Mac's determined glare. He sighed and nodded, motioning to the forest's entrance. Mac took a deep breath before plunging into the darkness.

The forest wasn't very big and as soon as Mac entered through the brush, the place was cast with an eerie glow. Mac tentatively looked around, searching for any sign of something alive. It was completely quiet and the silence was unnerving to the ghost trainer. Misdreavus popped out of his pokéball and rested on Mac's shoulder. He nudged his trainer affectionately and shrieked quietly to let her know he was there to help.

"Darkrai…? Is that you…?" a voice asked. Mac jumped and searched for the source of it. Her eyes landed on a large blue and yellow Pokémon with a moon-shaped head and glowing, pink, ring-like wings. Mac stared in awe at the Pokémon, recognizing it as Cresselia from pictures in books she has read while researching Darkrai.

"Hm… Not Darkrai then. You must be Mac. Nice to meet you!" The Pokémon gave her what resembled a smile and approached the stunned trainer. "Here is the Lunar Wing."

A feather fell from Cresselia's body and Mac stooped down to retrieve it. "Why did you think I was Darkrai?" she asked. Cresselia giggled and watched Mac closely.

"Because, you are his Discharge Child."

"'Discharge Child'?" Mac questioned. The Pokémon nodded.

"Yes; a Discharge Child is someone very special to a legendary Pokémon. Legendaries are very powerful Pokémon and in order to keep their power from overproducing and causing them to loose control, they find a child that can hold their power and release it into them. That is why some trainers have special abilities like telekinesis, or being able to change the weather, or even attracting ghost Pokémon." She explained. Mac took a seat on the soft ground to listen.

"And… Darkrai gave me some of his power, correct?" Mac asked, trying to grasp the fact that she had Pokémon DNA inside her. Cresselia nodded vigorously.

"Yes, well, in a way. You are a very special case. Legendaries can't release their power into just any child; it has to be someone they're compatible with, much like giving blood to a person in need. It needs to 'match up'. Darkrai couldn't find a human to be compatible with, so he made one instead.

"He found a young woman who wanted to have a child. He found he was compatible with her, but she was too old to survive being infused with his energy. He infused his DNA with her husband's sperm and brought the dead semen to life with his own energy and powers along with removing the barrier of the young woman's infertility. The child born was part human and part Pokémon.

"Arceus grew angry with Darkrai for creating life and punished him by placing a cap over his power for ten years. Darkrai hadn't released enough of his power and soon began to loose control. That is why he has been accidentally placing children in nightmares. I've done my best to help them, but I am in need of rest." Cresselia explained. Mac sat there in shock; she was part Pokémon! But, that was so farfetched! Mac shook her head.

"That can't be possible…" she mumbled, suddenly feeling light headed. "Darkrai is my father…?" she asked, more to herself. Cresselia nodded slowly.

"In a way. Your birth would not have been possible without his help." She answered. "And now he's being hunted. You're the only one that can find him and stop his rampage."

"But what about Seth?" Mac asked. "I need to find Darkrai in order to save Seth!"

Cresselia smiled. "Don't worry about Seth." She responded. "I'm… watching over him, you could say."

"Wha—" Mac started, but the legendary psychic Pokémon cut her off.

"Mac, be careful; Darkrai will help you save Seth, but if Team Galactic gets their hands on you, they'll be unstoppable. They know about Discharge children and you're the first they've found along with knowing their 'Parent' Pokémon. Once you have Darkrai in your possession, they'll capture you and use your combined power to destroy this world and create another." Cresselia warned. "I— I love Darkrai and I don't want anything to happen to him, much like Seth doesn't want anything to happen to you."

Mac's face heated up and she turned her head away to hide her blush. "You seem familiar. Why?"

Cresselia smiled again. "I don't know, do you?" she said in a tone that clearly showed she did. "See you later, Mac!" and with that, the large Pokémon disappeared before Mac's eyes. As she faded, Mac could have sworn she saw a boy with dark hair, dark eyes, and that familiar, cocky smile Mac knew so well. She smiled to herself, finally getting it.

"Ah, so Seth's your Discharge Child. I guess that makes sense; you act like him." Mac's eyebrows knitted together and she looked up at the sky, the blush from earlier still painting her face. The hair in front of her eye fell back and uncovered it as the teen stared up with crystal blue eyes. "It also makes sense why—"

She cut off, looking around her. Her blush intensified as reality hit her like a ton of bricks. In her mind, she finished her sentence.

"—why I'm in love with Seth too…"